The breeze roars the rivers and lakes

Lin Yu fired 21 shots in a row, four, five, and six.Not only won the betting shop where Batian was gambling, but also sent him to the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice.The news quickly spread like wildfire, and it became a topic of discussion in the streets and alleys after dinner.

Those storytellers wrote a lot about this matter.Suddenly, all the teahouses and inns can hear about Lin Yu's deeds.Some innocent little girls like Ning Xin admire Lin Yu even more.Those young juniors basically showed envy or even jealousy in their eyes, and secretly vowed in their hearts that they would take Lin Yu as the ultimate goal in life.

However, Lin Yu left directly after staying in the capital for two days.Those ignorant spectators and listeners will never see the desolate and bitter smile on the corner of his mouth.

A person's mood, really only one person can understand.When you see him smiling brightly, you will never see the tears behind this bright smile...

Before I knew it, there was already a heavy snowfall in the sky.In the blink of an eye, this vast land has turned into a world covered in silver.The howling of the north wind added a bit of desolation and desolation.

Stop and look, what catches the eye is a piece of white, dazzling snow white!

"Slut thief, does it snow in your Central Plains in winter? I haven't seen what snow looks like. I heard from my sister that the snow scene is very beautiful. When this winter comes, can you accompany me to see it?"

At the end of the white world, Lin Yu vaguely saw Liu Ziqing again, showing a pure and lovely smile, blinking big watery eyes, pouting a small cherry mouth like May, talking to him.

Whirring whirring……

A gust of cold wind blew off the white snow from the branches and lost Lin Yu's sight.The longing figure in his eyes turned into a few flying snowflakes and fell to the ground.

Lin Yu's eyes were no longer clear, and there was a faint light flashing. After standing in the white world for a long time, he bent down slightly and picked up a pile of snow.In the palm of your hand, it's soft and icy.

Maybe Lin Yu will never know, just when he clutched a handful of snow and missed Liu Ziqing.Yiren, who was thousands of miles away, was also missing him.

Jiangnan, Aolin Villa:

Liu Ziqing sat lazily in the courtyard alone, looking bored at the blue sky, the white clouds drifting by, and the birds passing by from time to time.

"Qing'er, what are you thinking?" Liu Zimeng saw her sister in a daze alone, although she had already guessed eight or nine points, but still asked this question.

Seeing her sister coming, Liu Ziqing said like a child: "Sister, I want to be a thief, I wonder if he is doing well now?"

Liu Zi dreamed to say something, but the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, and she swallowed back what she wanted to say, and said softly: "Qing'er, do you really like Mr. Lin?"

Liu Ziqing thought for a while, nodded heavily, and replied: "Well, I am very happy with the prostitute, he will protect me."

Liu Zimeng paused for a moment, then asked: "Qing'er, but Mr. Lin..."

However, before Liu Zimeng finished speaking, Liu Ziqing's clear eyes were already filled with mist.

Liu Zi dreamed of this scene, so she didn't continue talking, but embraced Liu Ziqing in her arms, gently stroking her three thousand black hair scattered on her shoulders, and comforted her softly: "Qing Son, why do you like to cry so much when you are with children?"

Liu Ziqing, who was still holding back her tears, couldn't hold back her tears when she heard her sister's words, and burst into tears.

After crying for a while, Liu Ziqing finally stopped crying, and asked aggrievedly with tears in her eyes: "Sister, does the prostitute not like me?"

Hearing Liu Ziqing's question, Liu Zimeng didn't know how to answer.Lin Yu undoubtedly loves her sister, but is it really possible for them to be together?The gully between them was the same as the gully in front of her, it was bottomless, and if she was not careful, she would be crushed to pieces.Whether it is Lin Yu, Qing'er, or himself, there is no possibility to cross...

But Liu Zimeng didn't want to deceive her innocent and pure sister, she had lived in lies and deceit all her life, and she didn't want to do the same to her only sister, so she had to quietly choose to remain silent.

Seeing that her sister didn't answer, Liu Ziqing thought she was acquiescing to her question, so she began to cry loudly again, scolding Lin Yu while crying.After scolding until she was tired, she finally fell asleep in Liu Zimeng's arms.

Qi Feiyang saw this scene from a distance, and jealous anger flashed in his black eyes.But he didn't go straight to Sister Liu Zimeng, but turned around and walked towards a very secluded place.

Qi Feiyang had just entered a secret room, and before he could speak in the future, a gloomy and hasty voice came from above the hall: "Mr. Mo, you are here. How is Qing'er, okay?"

Qi Feiyang bowed and saluted, and said: "Reporting to the suzerain, Miss Qing'er is fine, it's just..."

"Just what?" Before Qi Feiyang's words fell to the ground, the voice of Mozong's lord came over again in a hurry.

Qi Feiyang couldn't help trembling when he heard these words, and replied repeatedly: "It's just that I'm still in a bad mood."

Qi Feiyang's words hadn't fully landed when a long sigh came from the hall, and then he slapped the stone table suddenly, angrily shouting: "Mr. It’s unreasonable for a guy with more than enough to not only throw his own life on it, but also cause so much trouble for this sect!”

Hearing the furious scolding of the Mozong Sect Master, Qi Feiyang's heart immediately shuddered, and he didn't dare to say a word, for fear that if he said a wrong sentence, he would bring himself to death.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Mozong's suzerain had lost a lot of anger, and asked in a cold voice, "How is the situation at Shi Qianshan and Feng Jianping? Can it be carried out according to the original plan?"

Qi Feiyang hastily responded respectfully: "Report to the suzerain, everything is ready, just wait for the martial arts conference to be held, and then we can control the entire Central Plains martial arts according to the original plan."

Hearing this, the Sect Master Mozong couldn't help being overjoyed, and he called out three "good" words: "good, good, good, after twenty years of careful preparation, it is finally coming to fruition. Pass on the order and everything will go according to the original plan. There is no room for the slightest mistake, anyone who dares to hinder me or ruin my good deeds will be killed directly!"

Qi Feiyang respectfully replied: "Yes, suzerain, this subordinate will do it now!"

After Qi Feiyang withdrew, the Mozong Sect Master sat on a high stone chair and stared at a stone gate for a long time before getting up lightly and walking straight over.

At this moment, the blood in his whole body was boiling. He had been waiting for this day for 20 years. The dream of 20 years is about to come true in his hands, how can he not be excited?

The door of the secret room was pushed open, and a woman in plain clothes was sitting on the bed bored, staring at a small wooden comb in a daze. There was no trace of expression on her delicate jade face. In the eyes, there is also a bit of confusion and sadness.

The door of the stone room was pushed open, but she didn't even lift her head, let alone glance at anyone, and her expression didn't change at all, as if the person who came in had nothing to do with her.

"Susu, Susu, I'm coming to see you!" The head of the Demon Sect was no longer as majestic and gloomy as before, but more like a little husband deliberately trying to please his wife.

The woman named Susu still didn't glance at him, and responded with a cold tone: "Oh!"

The Sect Master of the Demon Sect asked himself to be bored, and the joyful look just now dimmed by three points. He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Susu, do you know that I have been planning for 20 years, and the day of dominating the world will soon be over. It will come true. At that time, we will be able to live together every day with Qing'er!"

Hearing this, the woman named Susu raised her head suddenly, and those dim eyes began to emit a gleam of light, and asked anxiously: "Where is Qing'er, where is Qing'er now?" , I want to see Qinger!"

Seeing her reaction, Mo Sect Master couldn't help but smile a little more, and said, "Susu, Qing'er is in the villa right now."

Before Mozong's lord could speak, Susu got up straight, intending to walk towards the secret room.

However, when he just walked to the exit of the secret room, he was hugged tightly by the head of the Demon Sect.

"You beast, let go of me quickly, I'm going to see Qing'er!" Su Su glared at Mo Sect Sect Master angrily, and shouted sharply.

The head of Mozong shook his head, and replied: "Susu, Qing'er is doing well now, you can wait patiently for another year at most, and I will definitely let you see Qing'er. Let you mother and daughter be together every day, Can you see it?"

Susu struggled for a while, but when she saw that she couldn't break free, she gave up, cast a cold glance at the Sect Master, and said in a condensed voice: "This is what you said. If I don't see Qing'er in a year, you will Only my dead body can be seen."

The Sect Master's face changed slightly when he heard the words, but he didn't continue to say anything, just nodded heavily, and said, "Okay, Susu, I promise you!"

As soon as the words fell, the Sect Master of the Demon Sect had a sullen face, waved his sleeves, and left the stone room straight away.

After the Mozong Sect Master left, Susu sat on the bed again, quietly staring at the small wooden comb in a daze.At some point, mist lingered in the clear eyes, and tears flowed down silently.

That small wooden comb was what she used to comb her daughter's hair when she was a child.But now it has been 15 years, and she hasn't combed her daughter's hair too much.I don't know if my daughter has grown up now, and if the three thousand black hairs are all waist-length.I wonder if this little wooden comb can comb her hair again...

After thinking of this, Susu lay down on the bed, pressed the small wooden comb tightly to her face, and began to cry silently...