sea ​​ballad

Chapter 222: The slender fingers turn the yin and yang into seven strings, the dream is short and no one can answer the dawn

Today, these sects gathered in Qingxia Mountain again, it was so shameless.

All of them are from well-known and upright families. Who has ever said a good word about Qingxia Mountain? They are all decent people, but they only think about themselves.

Although more than 100 people were buried with the master, which one of those people was the master's opponent, and which one was buried with the master?

I don’t know what the master was thinking at that time.Is it really impossible for her to escape alone?
Or was it that the people present at that time were not just people from the 21st faction of the Seventeenth Sect?Obviously I have been standing outside Anyuan Hall, why didn't I see anyone go in?If there were anyone else present at that time, when and how did they enter Anyuan Hall?
After thinking about it, Liu Ying couldn't find any clues.

What happened that day was almost like a dream. The master asked her to take the first step. Did she have a premonition of what would happen later or was she just urging herself to inform the Linyou City officials as soon as possible that the people needed to be moved to a safe place?
Why did the master finally spread his voice? It seems that he knew that she was waiting outside and deliberately told her about "Fen Hai Yao" in the mirror.In the end, why did the master say that the second volume of "Fen Hai Yao" is in Jing Xianglou's hand, and why did he cause today's incident?
She couldn't figure out Qiu Haitang's thoughts.

The eyebrows are stretched, and there is a smile on the corner of the mouth with self-deprecation and determination.

Taking advantage of the large number of people today and all gathered in the front yard at this moment, a thought came to Liu Ying's mind.She had never thought of this idea, but people are like this, once thought of, she can never forget it.

Then, a quiet figure appeared, like the breeze blowing through the leaves, and the insects quietly hid in the grass.

While everyone was gathered in the front yard, looking around to check on the young man lying on the ground, Liu Ying walked away quietly. She knew the topography of Qingxia Mountain and the layout of the rooms well, and knew that she could find what she wanted. Things are even more confident.

As long as I can find it on Qingxia Mountain, I won't hesitate to search Qingxia Mountain if I can find it.

Liu Ying's body was as light as a ghost, her breath was tightly closed, and she couldn't even hear the slightest sound of breathing.

The front yard was noisy, and no one noticed that Liu Ying was gone.

She planned to sneak into Qiu Begonia's room first and search carefully. Maybe it was in the master's room, otherwise where else could she hide it?

She carefully flipped through every book and picture scroll in the library, and there was no trace of "The Ballad of Parting the Sea" at all.

There was no secret room in Qingxia Mountain that she didn't know about. If she really wanted to hide the martial arts scroll of "The Ballad of Fenhai", there was no more suitable place except the master's room.

The master never let anyone enter her room, and even when she was sick, she forced herself to stay outside the house for the master to check her pulse.Thinking about it this way, there must be some kind of secret in the room, so Liu Ying guessed from the very beginning that Qiu Haitang must have hidden the cheat book of the "Fen Hai Yao" martial arts volume somewhere in the room.

Although she quietly taught the Flowing Light Blade to Liu Luo, the Flowing Light Blade may have accepted her as its new leader, but what does this matter?Qingxia Mountain definitely has more than just the martial arts of Flowing Light Blade.

Furthermore, Liu Ying thought about where Liu Luo secretly learned the Flowing Blade Heart Technique?

Could it be that she already knew where "The Ballad of Parting the Sea" was?
No, it won't. Thinking of this, Liu Ying's determination became stronger. Any secret is waiting for someone to reveal it. Let her reveal the secret of Qingxia Mountain.

"Fen Hai Yao" is a wonderful book in the world, and the martial arts in it must be extensive and profound, as long as one secretly learns one and a half moves, no matter how famous someone is in the world, he may not be her opponent.At that time, even if Liu Luo has the Streaming Blade with her, will she dare to use the seventh level of the Streaming Blade to deal with her senior sister?
Liu Ying's eyes were full of smiles, and the room was right in front of her. Her hands seemed to have touched the "Ballad of Dividing the Sea" that everyone in the world coveted through the door frame. Its temperature was unparalleled in the world, warm and cold.

Its color is unparalleled in the world, dazzling and unforgettable at first sight.

At a glance, one can tell that it is an object from the immortal family. How can there be such a thing in the mortal world that is as bright as the breeze and so auspicious as it travels in the blue sky.

As long as you practice the martial arts, you will definitely find an opportunity to become the master of Qingxia Mountain again, and even
The corners of Liu Ying's eyes sparkled with silver light, her shoulders trembled slightly, but the corners of her clothes were quiet and she did not dare to move. The dust around her feet was also silent. All around, the only sound left was Liu Ying's own inner voice.

The front yard was supposed to be very lively, but at this moment it seemed that Liu Ying was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

She heard nothing, saw nothing, only the pounding of her heart.

The door opened, revealing a dazzling white light and endless whiteness as far as the eye could see.

He noticed that there was another person opening the door. That person had been in Qiu Haitang's room for more than an hour.

When Liu Ying opened the door, Ye Ling realized that everything just now was just an illusion.

If this illusion would never be broken, she would really like to never leave the arms of the person just now.It was the embrace she had been looking forward to for many years, as cold as she imagined, as peaceful as in her dream.

The calmest man in the world, the man she likes the most.

She watched him grow up, and all kinds of feelings turned into strands of needlework and woven into the apricot clothes on his body.

His hair and clothes had a cool breath like water.

It was all her dream, and just now, when she was here, she clearly saw him.

Ye Xiaolou, this name that haunts everyone.

It was the first time she called him by his name, and it was the first time she didn't address him as the host.

"Xiaolou, is that you?" It's incredible but she longs for everything to be real.

"Ling'er."

With the sound of Ling'er, no amount of waiting is worth it, and no amount of sadness is instantly dissipated.

She couldn't help it, it was as if he was reaching out his arms to her.

With slender but powerful arms, he is a man who can make Qing Ying Jian surrender.

"Xiaolou, is it really you? Am I dreaming?"

"Thank you for your hard work, Ling'er."

It's not a dream. How could this be a dream? It's just that the days of longing and suffering have been going on for too long. Like medicinal materials cooked slowly over a low fire, bursts of misery and traces of sadness have emerged.

No, everything has disappeared. There is no complaint against him in her heart, there is only love, only fire-like love that does not care about her own life.

She loved him, and there was no other woman in the world who loved him as much as she did.

Originally, her love did not need to be reciprocated, and she could have watched him from a distance by Xichi at night for decades like a day.

Xiaolou, the owner, Ye Xiaolou.

Regardless of the name, I don’t care what the world thinks about Jing Xianglou.

She will never go down the mountain, she can always become Ye Xiaolou's shadow.

This is all she has, she asks for nothing, so she loves calmly and calmly.

She concentrated on studying the martial arts taught by Ye Xiaolou and on Dali Jing Xianglou's affairs.

The days are plain and beautiful.

It's all because I love that person in my heart.

The young and precocious Yeling already knew about this matter when he first arrived at Jingxianglou.

(End of this chapter)