After Song Yang and Huang Rong parted ways, he strolled around the city. He stole Guo Jing's marriage and helped Guo Jing deal with the Four Ghosts of the Yellow River. Then, he felt that it was about time, so he left the city to meet Huang Rong.
It was already winter, and snowflakes were falling from the sky. Song Yang walked out of the west gate and walked in the suburbs while comprehending. Compared to the hustle and bustle of the town, Song Yang preferred peace and quiet.
Moreover, walking in the suburbs, between the mountains and rivers, was a good place to comprehend the way of nature.
At this time, the snow was getting heavier, and the snowflakes hit their faces. It was a vast expanse of whiteness, and there were no traces of people in the wilderness.
Song Yang's internal cultivation method was the Art of Longevity, which was not limited to form but nature. Although Song Yang's internal cultivation was profound, his movements and realm were still a level lower. If Song Yang could comprehend more of the way of nature, his martial arts movements would be more mysterious and have more incredible natural changes. Moreover, the power would be more powerful. It could be said that his skills were close to the way.
As the saying goes, the Tao is natural. The highest point of martial arts moves is to conform to nature, integrate with nature, and finally transcend nature. Things like moves and realms were too idealistic. They needed to be fated and seen through. They could not be comprehended casually.
Song Yang walked slowly with his hands behind his back. He let the north wind blow as he closed his eyes and focused on the breeze and snow around him.
Song Yang's mind was completely empty, as if his thoughts no longer existed. His mind was completely integrated into the surrounding wind and snow, as if he was drifting with the wind and snow.
Inadvertently, Song Yang's feet lifted and landed. With just a light tap, his figure actually moved like a snowflake with the wind, and he floated over a hundred feet away.
Under this self-awareness of moving freely, Song Yang's figure seemed to be drifting with the wind. He arrived in a moment when he was about ten miles to the west.
Song Yang opened his eyes. In front of him, there was a clear river. The weather wasn't too cold at the moment. The river was flowing continuously, and the river wasn't frozen. The snowflakes that fell on the river surface melted into the water. There were rows of plum trees by the river. The plum blossoms, together with the ice flowers and snow stamens, looked even brighter.
This place had beautiful scenery and was a good place to view the scenery.
Song Yang could not see Huang Rong anywhere. Seeing that there was still some time before the appointed time, he stood by the river and slowly admired the natural scenery.
The snowflakes flying in the sky and the plum blossoms in the flat river had a different feeling. Song Yang waited for a while before a smile appeared on his face.
With the sound of water, a small boat floated out from the bushes. At the stern of the boat, a woman was paddling. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, and she was dressed in white. Her hair was tied with a thin golden band, which shone brightly under the white snow.
The small boat slowly approached. The woman was in her prime. She was only 15 or 16 years old. Her skin was as fair as snow and she was extremely beautiful. She smiled and welcomed people. Her face was beautiful and graceful. She was dressed in a white dress that was whiter than snow. She was as beautiful as a fairy from a snowy mountain. Although she was still young, she was a beauty that could topple cities and countries. As her autumn eyes flowed, her beauty shocked the world.
Song Yang's eyes lit up. Although he had long known that Huang Rong was beautiful from the original novel, he still felt that she was dazzling when he saw her true appearance. He could not help but praise her in his heart. She was indeed worthy of her reputation as a pretty Huang Rong.
Huang Rong rocked the boat to the shore. Her delicate face was like a flower as she smiled and said,"What's wrong? Don't recognize me, come on board!”
Song Yang smiled and lightly jumped onto the boat. The boat didn't shake at all.
Song Yang walked in and saw Huang Rong's eyes sparkling and clear. They were extremely lively, and there was a kind of pure beauty that was light and lively. The corners of her lips curled up into a faint smile. She had a hint of innocence and innocence. Her appearance was beautiful, and she had a pure, innocent, and natural beauty.
Song Yang saw Huang Rong's beautiful and extraordinary appearance. She couldn't help but sigh,"Miss Rong 'er, I didn't expect you to be so beautiful after changing back into a girl's outfit. You're really like a fairy descending from the heavens. If it wasn't for this young master's eyesight, I'm afraid I wouldn't have recognized you.”
"Hehe, you only know how to be glib!" Hearing Song Yang say that she was a fairy, Huang Rong blushed. She rolled her eyes at Song Yang, but the faint joy on her face revealed her true thoughts.
"Just call me Rong 'er. My father has always called me that.”Huang Rong said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll call you Rong 'er in the future, but you can call me whatever you want.”Song Yang looked at Huang Rong's happy and lively appearance and nodded with a smile."The natural goes to the carving, and the clear water produces hibiscus. Rong 'er, this name really matches you.”
Huang Rong blushed and said to Song Yang,""Let's go to the river to admire the snow."
As she spoke, Huang Rong swung the boat to the center of the river and let the boat flow slowly with the current. She took out a few delicious dishes and a pot of wine from the canopy of the boat.
Song Yang's mood was also extremely comfortable. He smiled and said,"Great, such a beautiful scenery, and a beautiful woman accompanying you to drink and enjoy the snow. It's really a great pleasure in life.”
Huang Rong turned her head and looked at Song Yang. The two of them looked at each other with their eyes. Huang Rong blushed and said,"Did you discover my identity long ago and know that I'm good-looking? That's why you're so good to me?”
Huang Rong looked straight at Song Yang, waiting for his answer. Song Yang saw that her face was exquisite, her eyebrows were like a painting, and she was beautiful. Her hair was still adorned with the pearl flower that Song Yang had given her. Her yellow and white dress fluttered in the breeze, like a lily blooming in the snow. She was light, pure, and elegant, as beautiful as a fairy.
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