Chapter 39 Parting

Xiao Ran was stunned when he looked at Tang Wan's departure. Before long, Tang Wan brought out a few small stir-fry, which was as pleasant as in the past. I don't know if I'm thinking about other things or not being careless. I tripped over my dress and fell on my body. Xiao Ran's footsteps flashed and held Tang Wan's waist. The left-hand plate is firmly held. It's full of warmth, and the fragrance of the virgin is coming to my face. The exhaled like an orchid went straight to his cheek, and he instantly flushed and stayed in the field. This appearance was clearly consistent with her, and she muttered, "Yu Jie..."

Tang Wan's eyes suddenly looked gloomy, and her whole body trembled like an electric shock: "It turns out that he doesn't like me, but I look similar to the woman he likes."

Xiao Ran's words were not appropriate as soon as he said it, and he knew Tang Wan's thoughts. It's just that before she forgets Su Yujie's figure from her mind, she can't tolerate other people at all, which is unfair to her. Realizing his gaffe, Xiao Ran helped Tang Wan up and said, "It's rude."

Tang Wan looked at the man in front of her and said quietly, "Can't you forget that woman?" She wanted to hear Xiao Ran say "no", but she didn't even believe it herself.

Xiao Ran did not answer, but just put a few dishes on the table and said, "I hope I can give you a satisfactory answer next time."

Thinking of her stubborn illness, Tang Wan looked gloomy. He said, "If you can wait until that day, I hope you can say it yourself." Even if goodbye is far away, it will be better to say the words in your heart. Tang Wenying sighed from the window and shook his head slightly. The two enjoyed this last lunch like the most ordinary friends.

Xiao Ran said, "After eating, it's time to go on the road. Miss Tang, take care of yourself."

"Have a good trip, Mr. Xiao."

had said goodbye to his second brother and Tang Wenying, and Xiao Ran took revenge and walked down the mountain. Looking back at the bamboo house, the three of them were looking at themselves from the front of the house. I haven't been so reluctant for a long time since I was a child. The green bamboo forest, the gentle sound of birds, and the days when I saw the sunrise and sunset came to my mind one by one.

Farewell, second brother, goodbye to Golden Toad Island, goodbye, Wan'er.

Looking at the gradually disappearing back, a drop of crystal tears dripped from the corner of Tang Wan's eyes. Tang Wan ran to the top of the cliff, looked at the distant figure, and shouted at the boat on the lake of forgetfulness: "Xiao Ran, I'll wait for you..." If the wind knows, bring these similar lovesick words to him. Tang Wan took out a bamboo flute from her waist, and her red lips were close to each other. The sound of the flute is like resentment. With this autumn wind drifting around. No one listens to the snowfall, but no one can see the flowers. Even if the green silk turns white, I miss you to the end of the world. Standing on the top of the mountain and looking into the distance, the autumn wind blows down maple leaves all over the sky, like butterflies flying all over the sky.

Since ancient times, it has been hurt and parting, and it is even more deserted in the autumn season. Xiao Ran came so suddenly and left so resolutely...

Yizhou City, Tangjiabao. From the pastures outside Serbia in the north to many islands in the South China Sea in the south. The whole martial arts sect gathered together, and they couldn't get rid of it except for something. All the core figures in the door were sent. Perhaps this matter is a sign of chaos in the world, and the future direction of this conference can be seen. The world, which has been calm for decades, has become lively again, and it has been several years since the last hero post. The waves behind the Yangtze River pushed forward, and a generation of new people replaced old people, with many strange faces.

Some of them didn't leave the last time they came to celebrate their birthday, and more came after receiving hero posts. The rest of the people either watched the bustle or inquired about the wind. In short, the people were very lively. The dozens of feet wide square field is surrounded by people from all walks of life, and naturally it is not so deserted when there are many people. There are friendships, and there are also enemies with narrow paths. If it hadn't been for the stop of someone next to me, we would have fought a lot. Only the disciples of the five schools of righteousness were restrained by the head, and there was no sign of confusion.

It is roughly estimated that there were thousands of people in the whole field. Xia Ruoyan changed into a men's clothing and looked extremely handsome. She was slightly mixed with the crowd with the two elders of Kunlun, listening to the noisy voices next to her, showing an impatient look. Today, when the heroes arrived, the young talents in the battle of Tangjiabao, which was making a lot of noise a few days ago, will appear. This time, he not only let the "God of Heaven and God" escape, but also suffered heavy losses. The only important person who lost the Tianmo religion was Meng Yunhe, a protector. In order to save his face, he naturally exaggerated Meng Yunhe's martial arts, so as to save face. In contrast, Xiao Ran, who intercepted Meng Yunhe from Ren Xiaoyao, had the most prominent reputation.

A good-eyed boy who can control beasts with a flute sound, and has never appeared in the world before. The outside rumors are also extremely powerful. Even Xia Ruoyan is a little curious about this "Yu Xiaozi". Can he still have three heads and six arms? However, Ren Xiaoyao dares to challenge Ren Xiaoyao, the first master of magic before he becomes a day after tomorrow. This courage is also beyond the reach of ordinary people. If it weren't for meeting this person today, how could you lower your status with these people?

When I was bored, the noise in the field receded like a tide. Tang Wentian, Tang Wuya, Yuankong abbot and others came out from behind the stage one after another. Shi Zhuohang, Ye Ningxue, Liu Hao, Fan Luo and Liu Xiaolai followed by the heroes who defended Tangjiabao. There were many sects under the stage. When they saw the disciples of their own sects win glory for their teachers, they cheered loudly. Only Liu Hao didn't know anyone and looked at the cheering people under the stage and smiled.

Xia Ruoyan looked for Xiao Ran's shadow among the people on the stage, but did not find that one was a young man wearing a purple flute. Even Shi Zhuoran, a handsome talent in Wudang, just glanced at others with a slight glance, but looked at Liu Hao, who giggled with a black stick. He said to himself, "This stupid big one is funny, as if he doesn't know anyone. I don't know which sect he is."

A man with a mace next to him said, "Did you see the teenager holding a black stick? I heard that this man is extremely human. Even if you don't need to be really angry, a stick will have three or four hundred pounds of strength."

Another said, "Really, look at his stupid appearance, can he connect his kung fu to such a deep level?"

The man holding a mace said, "Don't look down on people. This is called breaking ten skills. Who says that practicing martial arts with great strength can't practice martial arts well..."

Another person was anxious when he saw the man and said, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong."

Xia Ruoyan sneered in her heart: "A group of simple-minded idiots with developed limbs."

More people are really whispering to each other: "Look, that's Ye Ningxue, the "fairy in white" of the Emei School, is indeed the nine-day fairy who went down to the earth and does not eat the fireworks of the world..."

Xia Ruoyan "Oh?" I heard that this woman is not only high-definition martial arts, but also an iceberg beauty, and there are also many admirers in the world. It seems that every generation of the Emei School will have such a beautiful girl. They only care about looking for Xiao Ran, but they didn't have time to look at this woman. I don't know if it's as beautiful as the rumor, but I just looked at the stage and found Ye Ningxue's figure. A long snow-white dress with a yellow scabbard in his hand. The hair is like ink, and the skin is jade. A pair of autumn water eyes, a cold face, and an expression of rejecting people thousands of miles away, their appearance is really charming. Xia Ruoyan was also slightly shocked. Unexpectedly, the other party was no worse than her appearance.

Tang Wentian waved his hand to stop the noise under the stage and said, "All martial arts colleagues are gathered here today. It is a major event announced that is related to the life and death of martial arts. A few years ago, I and several masters of Zhengdao called Tianmo the director Xiaoyao trapped on Golden Toad Island. A few days ago, unfortunately, it was robbed by the remnants of the Heavenly Demon Sect, and the world will make waves again. The invitation to all of you this time is to gather everyone's strength to come up with a perfect solution.

Although everyone under the stage heard about this, most of them still didn't believe it. It was not until Tang Wentian personally confirmed the news that he believed that it was true. The stage is like a frying pan. Although Ren Xiaoyao has not appeared in the world for more than ten years, he is the shadow of a famous tree. In the past, the prosperity of the Heavenly Demon Sect was enough to compete with the right path, and it is unknown who will die after this recuperation. Tang Wentian had a close talk with other leaders in Cui Accord before taking power. At this time, it was just a show on the scene, and the real countermeasures had already been decided.

A bearded man shouted, "The Shaolin faction has always been the Taishan Beidou of martial arts. Yuankong abbot should make an idea."

The rest also echoed, "Yes, the abbot Yuankong is highly valued, and this time it must be presided over by the abbot Yuankong."

The abbot Yuankong, wearing a golden wishou on a red background and holding a magic wand, he saluted with one hand: "Amitabha, this is a big deal. It's about the survival of Wulin, and the old man can't say anything. What do the leaders think of this matter?