Just like that, the two of them held hands and shuttled through the roof. Linghu Chong held Dongfang's hand, feeling so warm and familiar. The haze in his heart had already dissipated, and now he wanted to drink with this Young Master Dong even more. The two of them passed by a tavern, and Linghu rushed down to buy a pot of wine. However, he subconsciously touched his waist and remembered that he did not bring any money. He looked at the east as if he was saying something, but he just smiled foolishly.
" You don't have money, but you still like to drink. You really don't know how to live." Dongfang pouted, sounding a little resentful.
"Alright, even if Brother Dong lent me the money to buy wine, I will definitely return it in the future." Ling Huchong called Dong brother so smoothly, as if this was the Dong brother who drank with him in the wheat field outside Hengyang City. Dongfang threw a silver ingot to Linghu Chong and said,"You don't have to return the silver. Just treat it as me inviting you to drink again." Although Dongfang didn't look very happy, he was very happy inside. He just wanted to be alone with Linghu Chong, even if it was just for a second longer. At this moment, the sun was setting in the west. The distant horizon was red, shining on the earth. A cool breeze blew over, and it was so comfortable. The two of them carried the wine jug and came to a tree by the stream. They sat on the ground. The green grass on the ground was very comfortable and comfortable.
Ling Huchong sat down and quickly opened the wine jug. He took a sip and said," Good wine. You must enjoy life when you are happy. Don't let the golden cup be empty. This 20-year-old Taibai wine is really fragrant. Brother Dong, do you want to try it?"
Dongfang looked at Linghu Chong with his eyes fixed on him. He was a little stunned. A year ago, the two of them were having such a good time outside of Mount Heng City. One of them was the Demon Cult Master, and the other was a disciple of Mount Hua. They were really happy then. Now, he is already a famous hero in the martial world, but I am a demon that everyone hates. He also has a wife. What am I? I can only be Brother Dong, whom he doesn't know. Thinking of this, Dong Fang's eyes became moist and her heart was filled with melancholy. She took the wine jug from Ling Huchong and took a big gulp. That mouthful of wine could resolve his sorrow and regret. Ling Huchong looked at her drinking and knew that she must have something on her mind, but he didn't point it out. Instead, he said," Slow down, Brother Dong. You have to leave some for me. Even though you bought this wine with your money, you still have to leave a sip for me."
Dongfang ignored him, and only shouted even louder. Seeing that he couldn't stop him, Linghu Chong helplessly spread his hands and leaned against Dongfang's back. The two of them stood there with their backs against each other. After a long silence, Dongfang looked at Linghu Chong's carefree appearance and didn't care about his actions.
At this time, the sky was already dark. A bright moon rose into the night sky and hung high in the night sky. The sky was so deep and the universe was so vast. Looking at the night sky, people couldn't help but feel relaxed and happy. Dongfang turned his head and looked at Linghu Chong." So boring. Are we just going to sit here?"
"Why don't we do a sword dance?" Ling Huchong said casually, but he thought about it and said, Why would I think of sword dancing? There is no sword here, and he is not her.
"Do you have a sword? How can you dance without a sword?" Dongfang still turned to look at Linghu Chong. At this moment, their faces were only a few centimeters apart, as if they were about to stick together. Ling Huchong touched his waist and pulled out the vertical flute. Ran Shou said to Dongfang,"Look, isn't this a sword?"”
Dongfang recognized that it was his Dong Xiao, the object he had once used to express his grief.
"Why is this flute with you? How did you find it?”Dongfang looked at Linghu Chong, unwilling to leave.
"You recognize this flute? "Impossible, how could you recognize him? This Xiao Mingming is…" Ling Huchong was confused. Although it was impossible, he really hoped that the Brother Dong in front of him was the Brother Dong that he had been thinking about day and night.
" Oh, it's nothing. I used to have this exact same vertical flute, but I lost it many years ago." Dongfang was not in a hurry. At this time, he had already turned his head back. Tears had already welled up in his eyes. It was as if he would fall if he did not live up to his expectations.
" This flute belongs to a very important friend of mine. I don't know where he is now. This flute is the only thing that I can care about her," Linghu Chong was not guarded in front of a stranger. He was very honest and revealed his thoughts.
"You miss him? Is he just your friend?" Dongfang was both happy and disappointed at the same time. He was happy that Linghu Chong had always remembered him and disappointed that he only treated him as a friend.
Ling Huchong lowered his head and took a sip of wine. He looked at the moon and said," Not just a friend, he's my savior. He's my confidant. He's the person I've missed day and night. He's also my only…" Linghu Chong wanted to say something, but he didn't.
Oh right, Brother Dong, do you know how to wield a sword?" Ling Huchong deliberately changed the topic.
" I don't know how to use the sword, but I do know how to watch. Why don't you dance for me?" Dongfang didn't want to use the sword. He was afraid that Ling Huchong would recognize him if he did. If that happened, the two of them wouldn't be able to chat and drink so casually.
" Alright, then I'll dance for a while." Ling Huchong held his vertical flute, and the Huashan Sword Style was imprinted in front of his eyes. He either moved forward, flipped, and stabbed forward, or jumped up and slashed horizontally. A sweeping army was like a rolling mat......
"Good swordsmanship!" Dongfang thought to himself,"I haven't seen you for such a long time, but your martial arts have improved. Your swordsmanship is indeed much more advanced than before."
At this time, Linghu Chong was already sweating profusely. He returned to Dongfang and said," Brother Dong, how is it? Is my sword technique passable?"
Dongfang took out a brocade handkerchief and handed it to Linghu Chong. Linghu Chong took the handkerchief and felt a burst of fragrance. It was so refreshing.
" I said Ling…Feng Er." Dongfang obviously didn't change his mind, almost making Linghu Chong call out. Fortunately, he changed his mind in a panic and didn't give himself away.
"The dance you performed just now looked like the Huashan Sword Style. Are you from the Huashan Sect?”Dongfang intended to expose his identity.
"I, I…I'm not from the Huashan Sect, I…"
"Then, was the Star Sucking Technique that you used in the dojo just now?”Dongfang stared at Linghu Chong's eyes. Linghu Chong deliberately avoided Dongfang's gaze. He turned around and said," That's me, that's me…Oh, forget it. I told you. Yes, I used to be from the Huashan Sect. What I used just now was also the Heart Sucking Technique. I am Linghu Chong."
Dongfang smiled at first, then cupped his fists and said,"So it's Master Linghu. I failed to recognize you, Master Linghu." Linghu Chong, oh Linghu Chong, you are still so honest. You were framed with just a few words. If this goes on, how can you walk the martial world?
"Just now, Master Linghu performed a sword dance for me, so I will play a song for Master Linghu. As I said that, I took the flute with one hand."
The song " Everlasting Yearning " lingered in the moonlight. At this moment, the moon was getting brighter and brighter. The fireflies around them had also formed into stars. The dandelions in the distance were also dancing in the wind. Everlasting Yearning was the embodiment of yearning. Brother Dong seemed to be missing something and was concerned about something. Ling Huchong was stunned as he watched him play the flute. He didn't expect someone to play the flute so well. He had played this long yearning many times, but he couldn't produce such a scene.
After the song was played, Dongfang found that Linghu Chong was staring at him. He immediately felt uncomfortable and said," Why are you staring at me? Is there something on my face?"”Linghu Chong came back to his senses and said," No, it's just that you're too good at blowing. I'm so engrossed in it. Brother Dong, if you were a woman, you would definitely be very popular with men."
"Do you think you can win a man's heart just because you know how to play a flute? All the women in the world should learn how to play the vertical flute. Let's not talk about this. Tell me about Invincible East. I'm very interested to know what kind of grudge you had with him back then. Dongfang had a plan. She wanted to use the identity of a stranger to get Linghu Chong's true words.
"Actually, Invincible East is not the great demon that everyone thinks. He has saved me many times and treated me very well. This vertical flute is also hers. She is actually a woman.”Linghu Chong said thoughtfully.
"So the person who makes people in the martial world tremble in fear is actually a woman. He must be very ugly, right?”Dongfang had a disdainful look on her face, as if the Demon Cult Master was so contemptuous in her own eyes.
" No, she's very beautiful. He'll always be so beautiful, but she's the Demon Cult Master. She killed so many people, all of them because of her. How can I forgive him?"
"Linghu Chong, let me ask you, have you never killed anyone? According to the rumors in the martial world, you killed many masters of the Five Mountain Sword Sect on Mount Hua's Reflection Cliff. In Hengyang City, you killed a disciple of the Qingcheng Sect with one saber strike. The people you killed…"
" They all deserved to die. They all wanted to kill me, so I killed them to protect myself," Linghu Chong replied righteously, as if all the people he killed deserved to die.
"Which of the people Invincible East wants to kill doesn't want to kill her? Who in the pugilistic world did not want to kill Invincible East and become a hero? Now you are a hero, and you killed her. If he was killed by someone else, then that person would be a hero. Didn't she kill to protect herself? Are the people he killed so innocent?" The more Dongfang spoke, the angrier he became. In fact, his heart was heaving up and down, and his chest was heaving up and down. He wanted to see how the man in front of him would respond and how he would face her doubts.
Linghu Chong seemed to have thought of something and was speechless.
"Besides, you despise him for being the Demon Cult Master, but as far as I know, isn't the Sage Nun you're marrying now? Could it be that this Sage Nun is someone that the righteous sects can accept, but the Demon Cult Master is someone that you should keep a respectful distance from?"
"Oh right, Yingying, Yingying is still waiting for me at home. Damn it, I actually forgot." Linghu Chong blamed himself.
Brother Dong, that's all for today. I'll be leaving first." With that, Linghu Chong ran home. After running for more than ten meters, he turned around and said," My house is in West Lake Plum Village. If Brother Dong is free, you can come to my house anytime." He then used his lightness skill to fly straight to West Lake.
Dongfang held her vertical flute in her hand and tore off two strands of her beard. She looked at Linghu Chong and said,"Soon, I will definitely visit you at the Plum Village." Then, she disappeared into the moonlight.
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