forget the river mirror

Chapter 151 Spirit Dance
Mirror Profound Realm, Pingluan Academy.

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Yan Wushuang's mansion is located in the core of the school district.

Although Wujizong's presence in Pingluan Academy is not strong, the academy is still very sensible to prepare the best mansion for Yan Wushuang. Even if they offend the three religions, no one is willing to offend the group of lunatics like Wujizong.

Moreover, this large house with three entrances and three exits has been laid out by the formation master sent by the Wuji Sect. It can be said that this is the safest place in the entire Pingyuan Academy... unless the existence of Hedaojing deliberately eavesdrops .

When Lin Chuan arrived at the mansion with Lingyin, Jiang Luo was playing chess with Yan Wushuang in the octagonal pavilion.

The little monk also sat quietly watching the battle, and Liu Zheng picked up his old business again, holding a jug in one hand and a folding fan in the other, standing behind Yan Wushuang, refilling him with wine from time to time.

Seeing Lin Chuan and the others coming, Yan Wushuang decisively pushed the chess pieces into disorder, and quickly got up to meet them.

"Senior Brother Yan's chess skills... are exactly the same as Senior Brother Lin, it is worthy of being taught by a master."

Xuan Jing shook his head and muttered softly.

Jiang Luo has long been used to this never-ending game of chess, not to mention Senior Brother Yan, the game of chess between her and Patriarch Wuji ended without a problem two years ago.

At that time, the ancestor suddenly yelled "Bold Demon Monarch!" He jumped up and entered the demonic soil alone. After only half an hour, he brought back the head of a Daoist demon clan and threw it directly on the chessboard.

After finding out that the chess pieces were messed up, he "belatedly" comforted the frightened little Jiang Luo...

So Jiang Luo just looked at the little monk with a smile, and reminded:
"This sentence of yours has offended all of Uncle Wu's lineage. Be careful that Senior Brother Lin will sue you."

"Young monk never said anything..."

Xuan Jing quickly covered his mouth, and quickly shook his head. Uncle Wu is unreasonable. He spanked him since he was a child. If he offends anyone, he can't offend that old... old man.

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The setting sun had sunk into the ground, and the remaining afterglow dyed the sky golden pink. Three full moons quietly climbed up to the eaves of the East Wing, leaving behind a few wisps of light, which complemented the sunset glow on the other side of the sky.

In the octagonal pavilion.

Lingyin plays the piano, Wushuang burns incense, Lin Chuan drinks wine, Jiang Luo watches the clouds.

The poor little monk was heard complaining by the two unscrupulous brothers, so he had to take Liu Zheng into the kitchen to prepare vegetarian dishes for everyone.

"Flowing clouds are not expected to be dyed with pink and black, and the jade plate is clear and shining on the eaves.

Burning incense and drinking, leaning on the railing to get drunk, greedy for joy, and sharing life and leisure with you. "

The sunset glow, the bright moon, the smoke rising from the kitchen, the sound of Lingyin's zither, the laughter of Yan Wushuang and Lin Chuan when they toasted, it seemed that all the good things in this world appeared beside Jiang Luo at the same time, making her feel happy. Out of emotion, he carved a few lines of poetry in the void.

As the ink and ink flowed, every word seemed to come alive, and jumped happily into Jiang Luo's bamboo slips.

"It's wet, it's wet."

The dazed Lin Chuan clapped his hands, but that wanton smile drew Jiang Luo's eyes.

Lingyin also took the opportunity to smooth the strings, dragged Jiang Luo to her side, whispered something, and told Jiang Luo exactly what Lin Chuan asked her to teach the flute.

As a result, Lin Chuan's screams sounded in the Bajiao Pavilion, which was still very warm in the last second...

Yan Wushuang's drunken eyes, which were already somewhat blurred, immediately stared in horror, and moved carefully behind Lingyin, without any intention of showing off to his junior brother.

Lingyin turned around and asked meaningfully:
"You don't care about that junior brother?"

Seeing the speed at which Yan Wushuang shook his head, Lin Chuan was afraid that he would throw out his dentures.

"Young lady is joking, the younger brother speaks badly, so he should be beaten. It's all my fault. I haven't been around the younger brother all year round, and I haven't been able to discipline him well. The lady knows me. I don't have as many fools as my younger brother. I just don't know anything. Stupid..."

Lin Chuan, an unreliable senior brother, sold Lingyin out of the way while kneading Lingyin's shoulders.

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While laughing and laughing, the little monk and Liu Zheng finally brought over the sumptuous vegetarian food, and Jiang Luo let go of Lin Chuan's ears, and sat aside gracefully.

Xuan Jing's culinary skills were all tempered by Master Yi Nian's tricky taste. Even a martial artist like Lin Chuan, who has a lot of meat and dislikes, would move his index finger after smelling the aroma of that vegetarian dish.

But just as Lin Chuan picked up the chopsticks, he stopped because of Jiang Luo's calm eyes.

"It's rare to be happy today, my sister-in-law has learned a new song, how about senior brother dance a part for you?"

Everyone present was his own, and Lin Chuan didn't know what a face was at all. While talking, he moved crookedly to the tune of Lingyin.

It's just that it's okay to let Lin Chuan dance the knife. If you let him dance...the uncoordinated limbs seem to have just grown out. Even the icy Jiang Luo didn't care about maintaining that serious image, and laughed while covering his stomach.

But Lin Chuan didn't mean to be embarrassed at all. Although he danced like a great dancer, this dance was taught to him by Ling An just now. Anyway, Xiao Zuo's company has a bunch of "good shakers". I thought this was the popular dance on Xiao Zuo's side.

The little monk and Liu Zheng twitched their shoulders, hid aside, and suppressed their smiles.

Yan Wushuang and Lingyin met each other's eyes, and their eyes were full of tenderness. Both of them understood that Lin Chuan had accepted Lingyin from his heart and regarded her as one of his own.

Everyone knows that the three religions are difficult to enter, but in a sense, the Promise Sect is the sect with the highest threshold in the Profound Mirror Realm.

Not everyone is qualified to be an enemy of the world.

In the eyes of outsiders, the Wuji sect is full of deviant lunatics, but only the Wuji sect knows that no matter how perverse or unreasonable their actions are, they all have the same desire in their hearts.

In Wuji Sect, there are no good or bad people, only a group of fellow travelers.

Lin Chuan's ability to show such a detached side without any scruples in the presence of Lingyin means that he has recognized Lingyin.

As a result, the sound of Lingyin's piano became a lot more agile. Even the young monk, who was never shaken by foreign objects, could not help shaking his head with the rhythm.

Yan Wushuang also happily took the jug from Liu Zheng's hand, took advantage of the wind, and poured the remaining half of the jug into his mouth, lazily lying on his pillow like a drunken immortal. On top of the smoke cloud, let the night wind play with the white shirt.

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But when everyone was immersed in this rare peace, a shout of anger penetrated the formation barrier of Yan Wushuang's mansion and came in.

"Liu Zheng! Come out and die!"

Hearing the sound, Lin Chuan and Liu Zheng turned their heads at the same time.

Liu Zheng froze for a moment, then looked at Lin Chuan with a wry smile.

Lingyin also smoothed the strings, and looked at him together with Jiang Luo and the little monk.

"Don't look at me, I've been honest these days."

Lin Chuan spread his hands innocently, he really didn't know who he had offended.

Liu Zheng sighed helplessly. Now the name of "Wuji Liu Zheng" has spread all over Pingluan Academy. Even if he went out and told people, "I am Liu Zheng", no one would believe it.

It's just that the angry shout was a charming female voice. Liu Zheng hesitated for a moment, then walked to the door on his own initiative.

Thighs are so easy to hold, even if his identity is exposed at this time, Jiang Luo cannot discover Lin Chuan's secret.

Liu Zheng has already made up some scenes of Lin Chuan's chaos and abandonment in his mind, but he doesn't know that Lin Chuan is also confused now, and he doesn't know who is outside the door at all.

But before Liu Zheng could leave, Lin Chuan rushed out cursing:

"His grandma's! I found something at the door of my house! I really think that I can't do anything!"

"Are you the one who makes my disciples think about food and drink? You are not big, but you have a big temper~ My family wants your life, do you allow~ or not~"

Lin Chuan only felt a blur in front of his eyes, and was blinded by a veil. He could only vaguely see a graceful figure flashing in front of his eyes, and then his chin was picked up by a slender white finger.

It was obviously a very charming movement, but Lin Chuan didn't dare to have half of his thoughts, not only because Jiang Luo was right behind him, but also because of the sharpness of his fingertips.

A drop of cold sweat slid down the corner of Lin Chuan's forehead, there was no chance to use the life-saving Shunpo, and Ling An didn't even react. The woman pressed against his throat as if directly tearing the space.

And Lin Chuan clearly felt a pure killing intent, he knew that this woman never thought of giving him a chance to explain.

All this happened too quickly. Jiang Luo and the others, like Liu Zheng, thought that Lin Chuan had owed some romantic debts outside, so they didn't care about it. Only Lingyin and Yan Wushuang felt that the voice was familiar.

But Yan Wushuang was lying on the floating cloud, thinking about the bright future between himself and Lingyin, but he didn't react immediately. Lingyin was the first to discover something was wrong, and exclaimed:
"elder sister!"

"Ling Wu! Stop!"

Yan Wushuang suddenly opened his eyes, melted his body into the wind, and rushed over.

At the same time, Jiang Luo also took out a carving knife, and quickly carved the word "Kill" in midair, and the little monk also took out a prayer bead.

But both she and Yan Wushuang took half a beat, and Lingwu raised her brows in disdain, without giving them a chance to do anything, she just slid her finger across Lin Chuan's throat.

Head separated.

"Brother!"

"Brother!"

Jiang Luo and Xuan Jing's eyes turned red instantly, the word "kill" in mid-air was stained with blood, and the pure white Buddha's light gushing from Xuan Jing's body was also covered in a layer of black smoke.

Yan Wushuang's figure was also solidified next to Lin Chuan, and the murderous aura broke through the tie of the long hair in an instant. The whole person was like a madman, shrouded in crimson spiritual power, leaving only the position of the eyes, which became blank hollow.

Lingyin, who was a step late, knelt and sat on the ground powerlessly, her whole body lost her vitality. She knew that Lingwu might be doomed.

Ling Wu lowered her head slowly, and looked at her palm. She really didn't intend to keep her hand, but when she killed Liu Zheng, she didn't feel like passing through the body.

And at the moment when Yan Wushuang and the others were about to strike, a petite figure suddenly emerged from Lingwu's shadow, sat firmly on her shoulders, and played with her hair while curling up. Stretching his legs, he said slowly:

"Little girl, you are not big, but you have a big temper."

Qingying Yuanfang returned Lingwu's teasing words to Lin Chuan without moving, and it wasn't until this time that the afterimage of Lin Chuan's "separation of body and head" gradually dissipated.

"Sister-in-law~~"

Immediately afterwards, Lin Chuan's trembling voice came from mid-air, and with a muffled sound cutting off the end of his voice, he finally landed beside Ling Wu.

Qingying was as disgusted as Lin Chuan, and waved away the light stings that fell on him, then jumped off Lingwu's shoulder and walked into Yan Wushuang's mansion.

Yan Wushuang gathered all his breath in an instant, lowered his head respectfully, and followed behind Qingying step by step.

Jiang Luo and the little monk finally breathed a sigh of relief, helped up Lingyin together, and returned to the Bajiao Pavilion.

Lin Chuan clutched his butt, and spat at Ling Wu viciously. Seeing Ling Wu raised his eyebrows, he hurriedly used Shunbu and rushed to Qingying's side, and then raised his head at Ling Wu in a "doggy" manner. middle finger.

Ling Wu wanted to make a move, but found that her body was not under her control at all, not to mention killing people, even moving her fingers almost used up all her strength.

"Okay, don't play tricks there."

Qingying helplessly threw Lin Chuan into the pavilion, and sat on the Taishi chair that Yan Wushuang brought over by herself.

Although Qingying's figure is very petite, when she sat down, no matter whether it was Yan Wushuang or Jiang Luo, they all felt a suffocating sense of oppression, and they all stood there silently, not daring to breathe .

"Wushuang, if I'm not here today, what should I do?"

After Qingying's voice fell, Lingwu outside the door knelt down on one knee uncontrollably.

"Master will take action... Promise will start a war with the academy..."

Like a child who did something wrong, Yan Wushuang lowered his head and answered in a low voice.

At the same time, the spirit dance outside the door failed to hold back the pure killing intent, and the whole person was crushed to the ground.

Qingying glanced at Lingyin and sneered.

"Oh, then you should know what to do."

"Master..."

Just as Yan Wushuang was about to explain, he was stopped by the spiritual voice that came back to his senses.

Lingyin knelt directly in front of Qingying, and said quickly:

"Senior, there is a reason for what happened, I believe there must be some misunderstanding between my sister and my junior..."

"I'm here to support my Xiaochuan, not to reason with you."

Qingying didn't give her a chance to explain, but directly raised her hand and sucked the Lingwu outside the door to Yan Wushuang, and said two words coldly:

"killed."

Yan Wushuang was suddenly caught in a dilemma, with his lover's sister on one side and his mistress on the other. No matter how he chooses, he will always leave regrets.

Lin Chuan started late, and may not know much about the relationship between Qingying and Wu Tian, ​​but Yan Wushuang is very clear about the bond between Qingying and Master...

And just when Yan Wushuang was hesitating, Lingwu finally broke through Qingying's shackles, coughed up a big mouthful of blood, and laughed hysterically:

"Hahahaha! Liu Zheng, you idiot! If you dare to act but dare not to act, you will provoke the young ones and provoke the old ones. What is the difference between Wuji and the Three Sects!"

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