Chapter 117 A little farewell is better than a new marriage (please subscribe)
Seeing each other again after a long absence, just a hug can make people enchanted. With bright clothes and angry horses, and a stunning beauty in his arms, Lu Chengfeng felt more relaxed than ever before.
Walking as Jun Yama in Sanxian Mountain, walking, sitting and lying, surrounded by beauties, he did not feel that he was enjoying it.
At the foot of Yulong Mountain and on the banks of the Sanchuan River, as Zhao Tianyou, he single-handedly defeated an eight thousand army, killed Li Xiaotian, and became famous all over the world. He was not happy either.
But at this moment, holding his wife in his arms and riding a horse desperately, he felt the relaxation and joy he had not seen for a long time.
Dominating the world, becoming famous, and achieving great achievements for a long time are not what he wants. If he could, he would rather be surrounded by wives and concubines, have a group of children, and be a rich man who indulges in debauchery.
After the initial excitement and ecstasy, Lu Chengfeng could clearly feel and appreciate Russell Yi's firm and soft buttocks because the two of them were tightly pressed together.
Unknowingly...
"Su Yi!"
Russell Yi is no longer a young child. When he is with his own man, he doesn't have to deal with any tricks. Yes, let alone meeting again after a long separation, I couldn't think of it.
Her body softened and she leaned completely into the man's arms, "Husband..."
Lu Chengfeng's eyes were slightly red, and he ran freely into the sparsely populated wilderness.
When he reached the wilderness where no one could be seen, he directly removed the obstacles on the two of them, turned them around, and the two hugged each other face to face...
The wind was howling. , riding a horse galloping.
Lu Chengfeng had not ridden a horse for a long time, and now he was really a little crazy and tireless.
The white horse under his crotch kept neighing, and the sound became louder and louder.
Later, Lu Chengfeng asked Russell Yi to turn around and lie down on the horse.
Although Russell Yi turned to the White Lotus Joy Zen and practiced the fire of six desires in seclusion, he successfully crossed the critical threshold and developed the inner strength of the White Lotus, making his body more flexible.
But in front of Lu Chengfeng, he was like a small boat in the stormy waves, and would be crushed to pieces at any time.
I don’t know when the two of them got off their horses and ran wild outside the wilderness, under the wilderness, boulders, and big trees...
At the end, Russell Yi's body no longer had any strength left, and he was like a puddle of mud being held in Lu Chengfeng's arms.
Lu Chengfeng was still a little unenjoyed, but he also knew that she was a little unbearable.
It was already midnight, the moon and stars were sparse, and the gentle evening breeze blew away the heat of the day.
Lu Chengfeng held Russell Yi in his arms, rode on his horse, and walked slowly towards the direction of Yulong Mountain.
……
At this time, there was more than one person scolding him on Yulong Mountain.
Qiu Tong and Die'er have settled down and rest in the room prepared by Lu Chengfeng in advance.
Both of them were ordinary people without any martial arts skills. They felt very tired from the long journey, but it was already late at night, but neither of them fell asleep.
Qiutong was lying on a strange bed, unable to fall asleep.
She didn't make any sound, but in the adjacent room, which was only separated by a screen, Die'er knew that her wife must not have fallen asleep yet.
In the dark and silent room, one could even hear breathing clearly. Die'er wanted to say something, but she was afraid that she would say the wrong thing and make her wife even more sad.
She thought to herself that the master really liked his wife and doted on her very much. He was really afraid that she would be wronged.
I hadn’t seen her for several months, and yet I came to greet her from a distance of dozens of miles. When I saw her crying, I hugged her and left without caring about the shock.
If it weren’t for my wife, I think she would be envious, right?
It’s just a lady, what should she do?
She must be very sad!
We are both women, but my wife is so missed and pampered, but she has to stay alone in the empty room, complaining alone, and no one will be happy.
She held it in for a long time and suddenly said: "Madam, Master is very good to you." She did not say the rest of the sentence.
Just not as good as Madam...
Qiu Tong's eyelashes trembled, and suddenly she clenched her right hand tightly. She has always been a tough and indifferent woman. She has been widowed for twenty years in Houdefang. Over the years, I have met many men, but I have never been tempted by him.
But she didn't know why, but now she felt an indescribable bitterness, and a heart-wrenching... jealousy!
For the first time, she felt so clearly that she was jealous, and it was so intense.
She is jealous of Russell Yi!
Not because of appearance, not because of figure, not because of talent, not because of martial arts...
Just because she was cared about so much by that man.
When I thought about today, during the day, the man galloped for more than thirty miles to pick up Russell Yi from afar.
When he thought about meeting each other, the excitement and joy in his voice could not be concealed.
When I thought of his words 'I'm here to pick you up'...
Qiu Tong felt that she couldn't help but feel a little pain in her heart. It was obvious that both of them were sitting in the carriage. His woman, but at that time, he only had her in his eyes.
This feeling is really uncomfortable!
Qiutong would even occasionally have a few vicious thoughts, wanting to curse that woman.
But in the end, I just felt deeply powerless!
She kept comforting herself. Lu Chengfeng was also very good to her when he was on the mountain. He was gentle and considerate, took good care of her, and could understand her own heart. He was also humorous when talking. On the bed, Make people sink.
Not to mention concubines, even the first wife, how many could be as happy as her... However, when Die'er's words reached her ears, she felt even more embarrassed and bitter.
Yes, it’s really good to me, but not as good as Russell Yi!
Thinking of this, she closed her eyes slightly to prevent her grievances and tears from flowing out.
She is not like Russell Yi, who cries and is hugged and comforted by someone!
......
At the same time, in a forest in Yulong Mountain, Du Mengyan was practicing her sword crazily, and even she herself couldn't tell what she was thinking.
When she heard that Lu Chengfeng rode a horse for more than thirty miles to pick up his wife and concubines, she couldn't help but feel upset.
But there was nothing she could do, and she could not even show the slightest emotion, because many disciples from the sect would arrive next, and along with them there would be a large amount of supplies.
There are too many things for her to worry about and arrange.
When the person arranged by the master finally arrived, Du Mengyan wanted to meet Lu Chengfeng's wife by some strange combination, and wanted to see what kind of woman it was that made him so obsessed with her.
But in the end she only saw Lu Chengfeng’s concubine.
That woman was indeed beautiful, with a good temperament and a graceful figure. Du Mengyan even subconsciously judged that the woman was charming and would fascinate men on the bed.
When she thought of this, her face couldn't help but feel like it was on fire. She didn't know why she would think of such a thing, so she quickly got rid of the idea.
"Where is Lu Chengfeng?" Du Mengyan was very curious. She wanted to meet Lu Chengfeng's first wife, who was said to be his mistress.
"Senior sister, after Junior Brother Lu picked up his wife, the two of them rode away together and did not come back with us."
Du Mengyan frowned, " There are so many things going on in the mountains, so I just wander around outside and don’t even think about coming back early.”
When she said this, she didn't know whether she was explaining or trying to hide something.
Next, she became extremely busy, and she needed to coordinate many things.
The manpower on the mountain is very sparse, and the disciples have just arrived here, and they don’t understand many things. Du Mengyan, Du Xiaoyue and Tan Xiong are all so busy that they don’t even have time for dinner. Take a bite.
After finally sorting out everything, it was necessary to receive the materials from the division privately, take stock of them all and seal them in a secret warehouse.
These matters are very complicated but extremely important, and there is no room for error.
Du Mengyan was busy until midnight, but she still hadn't taken stock of all those things, and she still needed to communicate with Lu Chengfeng about many things.
Waiting until this time, she asked and found out that Lu Chengfeng had never come back since he went down the mountain.
“You still haven’t come back yet?”
Du Mengyan was a little annoyed, so she simply sealed up her things, picked up her sword and walked out.
She is extremely busy here, but that man is having a romantic affair with his lovely wife in front of and under the moon, who knows where.
Du Mengyan didn't know where the anger came from, so she came to a remote forest where she usually practiced swordsmanship and started practicing swordsmanship.
What she used was not the Xuanyang Divine Sword, but another famous sword named Qionghua, which was also the origin of her title of Qionghua Fairy.
The whole body of the Qionghua Sword is like frost and snow, flowing with a cold light. The sword body is more slender than other swords, and the color is as crystal clear as snow. It is unknown what kind of strange metal and iron it is made of. .
Today, the bright moon is high, the stars are sparse, and the sword energy is everywhere in the woods, causing many branches and leaves to fall.
The Yimu Tongtian Sword Sutra unfolded, and there were wind and thunder on the crystal-clear sword blade. The pure and sharp Tongtian Sword Intent made the green marks between her eyebrows shimmer.
The more Du Mengyan practiced her sword, the more she felt a breath of bad breath in her heart. The sword light became colder and colder, and before she knew it, a night had passed.
When the sky in the east turned slightly white, she even heard the sound of disciples getting up early to practice swords from a distance, and then she returned the sword to its sheath with a clang.
“Boring!”
I don’t know who this sentence is talking about.
Her figure quickly disappeared into the woods.
On the top of the Yulong Mountain, Zhu Yuxian was sitting cross-legged in meditation. She followed quietly this time. No one except Taoist Xuanyang and Old Man Kuzhu knew about it. She just followed secretly to prevent accidents.
The reason why she went down the mountain in person was because she was a little unsure about Lu Chengfeng's current state. It was a bit unbelievable that this guy had mastered the Zhao family's Fiery Prairie Spear to such an extent just after going down the mountain.
She even murmured secretly, maybe it was Lu Chengfeng who was stiffed by Zhao Tianyou and Li Daitao instead.
She secretly hid in the convoy during the day. After seeing Lu Chengfeng, she determined based on his aura that this guy was indeed her cheap disciple.
Just when he was about to communicate with him secretly, Lu Chengfeng had already hugged Russell and ran away without a trace.
Everyone else had already settled down, but Zhu Yuxian was left on the top of the Yulong Mountain, amidst the ice and snow, being blown by the cold wind all night.
By the time dawn came, her face had turned as cold as ice.
"Good disciple, when we meet, master will definitely test your martial arts progress..."
Zhu Yuxian's words seemed to be colder than the cold wind. The ice and rocks as hard as iron cracked at some point and turned into powder, which was blown by the strong wind and scattered among the cliffs.
(End of this chapter)