Chapter 8 Will I look so good in my wedding dress?
After Lu Chengfeng left the Chuan Gong Hall, he returned directly to Bixiao Peak. He has not yet fully digested the gifts he received, and there is still huge room for improvement in his strength.
In this case, retreat and asceticism are the right principles.
When he returned to Bixiao Peak, the first thing he saw was his junior sister Zhao Ling'er. The sixteen-year-old junior sister was wearing a red waist dress and pony boots. Her skin was like snow and her face was delicate. There is no longer the charming look on her face.
She used to be the apple of Zhao Changzhen's eye, the little junior sister who was cared for by all the disciples of Bixiao Peak, but now something suddenly happened to Zhao Changzhen and a series of changes happened, making her seem to grow up overnight.
"Elder brother, I have something to say to you."
Lu Chengfeng saw that her eyes were bloodshot, and her usually meticulous hair was a little messy. It was obvious that she had not slept all night, and she couldn't help but feel a little bit in her heart. pity.
In the past, Zhao Changzhen often went out. When he started, Zhao Ling'er was only seven or eight years old. The two of them could be considered childhood sweethearts, growing up together.
He was precocious and had a calm temperament. When Zhao Changzhen was away, Zhao Ling'er relied on him to take care of her. As time went by, the relationship between the two became deeper and deeper.
Lu Chengfeng always felt that he was like a father and a brother to Zhao Ling'er, taking good care of him. But on the day of Luo Yi's wedding, the junior sister seemed to have drunk too much. She suddenly pulled him and said, "Brother, if on the day of our wedding, Will I look this good in my wedding dress?”
Lu Chengfeng was stunned for a moment, but before he could answer, something happened on the mountain. Someone broke into the bridal chamber and beat Zhao Changzhen to death on the spot.
There is chaos in Bixiao Peak, everything has changed!
Although it has only been a short time since that day, everything seems to have changed. Things have changed, and even Lu Chengfeng has gotten married.
Lu Chengfeng looked at Zhao Ling'er and felt bitter in his heart. He opened his mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Little junior sister...you..."
Zhao Ling'er just said nothing. Lu Chengfeng sighed and followed silently. Soon they came to a green bamboo forest.
Zhao Ling'er came to the depths of the bamboo forest with ease. There was a small bamboo house here, which looked a little twisted and crumbling.
"Senior Brother, do you remember? This is the small house built by the two of us." Zhao Ling'er turned her back to Lu Chengfeng and continued before he could answer: "I have been since then. I thought that I would live with my senior brother forever and never be separated.”
"But...it will never be possible..."
"Dad is gone, but I didn't expect that, senior brother, you would also abandon me and leave me..."
< br>Lu Chengfeng sighed: "Little junior sister, I will never abandon you."
"But everything is different from before, isn't it?" Zhao Ling'er's tone seemed very calm, "Senior brother, don't worry, I won't pester you."
"I just don't understand, you Why are you so anxious to marry Senior Sister?"
"Just you? Do you like her that much? Or do you hate me that much?”
Lu Chengfeng didn’t know what to say for a moment, he just felt bitter that the gift from the widow was his most fundamental secret. , will never confide it to anyone, even the closest people.
The main reason why he married Russell Yi is naturally this, but these are not common sense to outsiders, so in the eyes of others, he married Russell Yi almost impatiently.
Lu Chengfeng was silent, and suddenly remembered that his junior sister had drunk wine that day, and her pretty fair face was stained with blush. She tilted her face slightly and looked at him playfully, "Senior brother, if it were the day we got married, I would be wearing a wedding dress. Wouldn’t it be so beautiful?”
Obviously it happened not long ago, but he felt like he was in another world, things were different, and it was disappointing.
"Little junior sister, I will always be your senior brother!"
After saying these words, Zhao Ling'er's body trembled. With her back to Lu Chengfeng, she already didn't know where she was. Tears streaming down my face.
“Yes, senior brother, I know.”
"I called you here today because I want to tell you that I am leaving and leaving Bixiao Peak."
Lu Chengfeng's expression changed. After Zhao Changzhen died, Bixiao Peak was in chaos. In order to quickly increase his strength, he killed him with a sharp knife. The messy wedding to Russell Yi.
But for Zhao Ling'er... he felt guilty and apologetic, because he would never forget the way his junior sister tilted her head to look at him in a cute way that day, let alone everything the two childhood sweethearts had experienced together for so many years.
If nothing happened to Zhao Changzhen, everything might be different! "Junior sister, where are you going?" Lu Chengfeng felt a little bored and indescribably depressed.
Zhao Ling'er said without looking back: "I'm going to Rakshasa Peak and worship Elder Jade Rakshasa as my teacher."
Lu Chengfeng couldn't help being stunned when he heard this. Among the many outer peaks, Luo Shafeng can definitely be ranked in the top three. It is said that Elder Jade Rakshasa was hurt by love in his early years, and he has deeply hated those who betrayed him in his life. His practice of Mingyue Heartbreaker is unfathomable. It is said that he is not inferior to Elder Neifeng, and his strength is extremely terrifying.
If the young junior sister could worship this person as her teacher, not only would she be able to gain protection from the master, but in terms of status and prospects, she would be in no way inferior to the true disciple of Neifeng.
In the current precarious situation of Bixiao Peak, this may not be a bad thing.
Knowing this, Lu Chengfeng still felt indescribably sad. He just forced a smile and said, "When did the junior sister get in touch with Raksha Peak?"
Zhao Ling'er raised her head slightly, glistening tears running down her cheeks, but she pretended to be relaxed, "Eldest brother, don't you know? Elder Jade Rakshasa came to Bixiao Peak three years ago and wanted to accept me as his disciple. "< br>
“She said that my physique matches her inner strength and mental method, and there are many emotional tribulations in my numerology. It would be better to follow her back to Rakshasa Peak, but I would be able to find peace sooner.”
“Of course I refused at the time. , such as Now I have to shamelessly join her family."
Lu Chengfeng couldn't help but blurt out, "Since I didn't choose to leave at that time, why not stay now?"
Zhao Ling'er turned around. He turned around and looked at Lu Chengfeng. A bright smile suddenly appeared on his pretty face full of tears, "Because senior brother is no longer mine, and this is no longer my home."
"Senior brother, I'm leaving, please take care of yourself!"
She walked past Lu Chengfeng with a smile, and a tear ran across her cheek and fell on Lu Chengfeng's sleeve.
The two passed each other and Lu Chengfeng moved his hands, but in the end he just froze in place. He had no reason to keep Zhao Ling'er.
Rather than letting her stay in the sad place of Bixiao Peak, it is better to go to Rakshasa Peak. This is the best way out and the best result.
After an unknown amount of time, Lu Chengfeng turned around suddenly, and Zhao Ling'er's figure had disappeared. He stretched out his hand, feeling lost.
After standing there for a moment, he slowly walked into the small bamboo house and saw a bamboo dragonfly on a simple stone table in the house.
Originally, it was supposed to be a pair.
Suddenly he discovered that the younger junior sister had taken away a bamboo dragonfly. Lu Chengfeng felt sour and vaguely happy at the same time, and even he couldn't explain it himself.
Putting away the bamboo dragonfly carefully, he came out of the bamboo house again, suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, and with a clang, the sword light suddenly appeared.
He was not in a happy mood, and he didn't want to see other people, so he simply started practicing his sword in the bamboo forest.
The sword light flew vertically, the bamboo leaves fluttered, and the gift belonging to Zhao Changzhen began to be quickly digested and absorbed.
I was speechless by the comments of some readers, so I went back and added a writer to say that if you think what I said is wrong, you can refute and discuss it, but if it is a personal attack or pure blackmail, I will directly delete the comment and ban it. Word.
Some people say that in ancient times it was allowed to have three wives and four concubines, and that the junior sister could be kept for the same reason as Russell Yi. Both of these statements are correct.
However, you have ignored a premise.
Just a few days after Zhao Ling'er's father died, her childhood sweetheart impatiently married her father's little wife.
There was no explanation, no communication. Only after the wedding was held did she realize that the bride was not her, but her stepmother.
My father’s body is still cold, and my sweetheart has married the stepmother.
Even if she could have three wives and four concubines, how shameless would she be to share the same husband with her stepmother and daughter? Are you really shameless? Do you really not care about the face of her recently deceased father?
She was not hysterical, nor turned against her. She had already tolerated the bad guy and the couple, and was reluctant to let go of the protagonist's relationship for so many years.
Some people really don’t have any brains or logic at all. They will marry three wives and four concubines when they open their mouths, and keep others when they open their mouths?
Or use coaxing words to lure Luo Luo Yi to retain people, so that they can study under a more powerful teacher and have a better future. Is it the same situation as Luo Luo Yi? Since the arrangements have been made, it means that the decision has been made, and this time it is just a farewell.
What the protagonist did was like a bolt from the blue to her. How big of a heart can she be willing to stay with her stepmother and daughter to serve the same husband? How many days had her father died?
Those who talk about three wives and four concubines, and those who keep people in their mouths, can argue and discuss with me. I think besides in pornographic movies, where else can such brainless plots appear?
(End of this chapter)