Chapter 480 Loneliness (1/2)

Chapter 480 Loneliness (1/2)

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When the last leaf on the top of the old locust tree was taken away by the cold wind, Long Qiqi's favorite season had already arrived. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The biting cold wind on the mountain blew three times, and the "rustling" snowflakes fell from the gray sky. Falling on the ground, falling on the trees, and falling on the waterside, soon a world of ice and snow was constructed. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Today, the sect's defense battle has been over for almost half a year. Lu Junxing's external injuries have finally recovered. At this time, he decided to leave Danfeng and go out for a walk. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Although your body is fine, you still have to be careful when you do something serious." In the pavilion in the middle of the lake, there were seven or eight people eating hot pot. Qin Ran said to Lu Junxing, "So I personally suggest that you don't go out of the sect. It's too dangerous." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"If it's not dangerous, I won't go." Lu Junxing put the meat into the pot with a serving chopstick. After putting a plate in, he replied to Qin Ran, "I just want to go out and practice while my strength is limited. When my strength is restored, it will be meaningless to go out again." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He looked at the meat in the pot, the color changed from The blood color faded, and his eyes became deep. He recalled, "When I first left the mountain gate, I was invincible among my peers in the sect. When I went out, I was unrestrained and arrogant. Everyone couldn't stand it. As long as I had a little reputation, I would take up my sword to challenge. There were also many people who couldn't stand me. Maybe one day when I was drinking tea under a roadside tea stall, thirty or fifty people would suddenly appear and challenge me. That's how I walked and fought all the way to the end of the immortal ruins, and I never lost.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"But as I became stronger and harder to lose, I found that I was afraid of failure. When I was weak before, even if I fought with strong people, I saw victory. I found that I thought I was a strong person and couldn't fail, and I lost my original intention. This is fatal to me. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"I want to take advantage of my injuries and strength to look at the world from a new perspective. At the same time, I want to seek a failure."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran took the fish out of the pot and put it in a bowl. He looked at Li Shiyin and said to Lu Junxing:\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Practice, practice, is to cultivate the mind. I didn't expect that you, Lu Junxing, would have these problems. Since you are here for practice, the doctor will allow you to leave the hospital."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Thank you, uncle!" Lu Junxing sat there and smiled and clasped his fists towards this side. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran couldn't help but laugh when he saw his look. He reached into his Qiankun bag and took out a pot of fine wine, threw it to him, and said, "Since your injury has healed, whether you drink or not has nothing to do with me." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Hahaha..." Lu Junxing opened the wine pot, smelled the wine intoxicatedly, and laughed, "Little Master, your peach blossom wine is really fragrant, I love it very much." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

After he said that, he poured wine for the others, "Come on, let's drink." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Others raised their glasses to toast, and he raised the wine pot to clink glasses. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

After clinking glasses, he raised his head and drank the wine in the pot, "gulp gulp" down most of the pot. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Haha, happy!" It seemed that wine was his soul and the source of his life. As soon as the wine went down his stomach, he immediately became more energetic, like a dead tree coming back to life, with more vitality. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The wound is not healed, only with wine can it be considered alive. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Thank you again, Junior Master!" He held the wine pot and clasped his fists to Qin Ran, "Lu Junxing was originally a dying man, and it was Junior Master who forcibly saved me. Junior Master is proficient in the way of alchemy and can obtain the status of a medical immortal." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"We are all from the same school, why do we have to say something polite?" Qin Ran frowned. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"You can save me, or not. Since you saved me, it is a great favor." Lu Junxing replied, "I will remember it in my heart." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Hearing this, Qin Ran took out two pots of wine from his Qiankun bag, threw one pot to Lu Junxing, and opened the other pot himself. He pointed the wine at Lu Junxing and said seriously, "You, Lu Junxing, are a flying dragon that roams the world. How can I use favors to bind you? You are free and easy, and you are happy to repay your enemies. Is there anything that can't be solved by a glass of wine? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"If there is, then a pot. The world in this pot can contain everything. Come on, it's all in the wine." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"The world in the pot?" Lu Junxing's eyes lit up, he opened the cork, clinked his cups with Qin Ran, and laughed, "Master is indeed a straightforward person, but I am stingy. ”\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

After clinking their glasses, the two men each held a wine pot and drank the wine in the pot in one breath.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

It was freezing outside and the lake was frozen. They put down the wine pot, smiled at each other, and exhaled the wine. The white smoke floated into the dark sky under the light of the pavilion in the middle of the lake.\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Master uncle has a good alcohol tolerance!"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Not bad."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Some people were enjoying the snow, some were roasting by the fire, some were eating meat, and some were drinking wine, one cup after another, one pot after another, until the second half of the night, they were all drunk. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

After drinking the last pot of wine, Lu Junxing threw away the wine pot, casually picked up a wooden sword carved by Qin Ran and hung it on his waist, then walked crookedly down the mountain on the hard snow. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran stood up drunkenly from the stove, saw the mess of cups and plates on the table, reached out to tidy them up, but fell down headfirst. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Fortunately, Li Shiyin had been by his side and hugged him in time. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

She held him horizontally in her arms, stepped on the snow, and walked towards the cabin step by step, slowly disappearing in the lights of the pavilion in the middle of the lake, and disappearing in the darkness. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The darkness squeezed the light, and the light supported the darkness, barely illuminating the pavilion in the middle of the lake. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

There was still a little white tiger left in the pavilion. He leaned against a pillar and sat on the ground with his legs apart like a human. One of his front paws held a frozen elbow, and the other held a jug of wine that he had not finished. He stared with his eyes wide open, watching people leave one by one. His unclear mind felt an inexplicable loneliness and sadness. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

His tiger mouth opened and closed, as if saying, "Am I the only one left?" \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The sky and the earth were covered with snow, and the four directions were all dark and steep. He was indeed the only Xuanming Spirit Tiger. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

How long had it been since Qin Ran got drunk? \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Since he came to this world, he had never been drunk. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Perhaps only people like Lu Junxing were worthy of him getting drunk once. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

But being drunk doesn’t feel good. It doesn’t mean that monks won’t get drunk. Monks have their own wine, and monks can get drunk, and it’s uncomfortable for monks to get drunk. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Fortunately, his wife is a powerful sword fairy, not a delicate fairy. She held him in her arms like a princess, his face resting on her soft chest, his hands on both sides of her shoulders. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He shouted vaguely: "...Shiyin...Shiyin..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Shiyin...where are you..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Shiyin, the master is drunk..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"...Hehe, I'm not drunk..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Shiyin...Shiyin...Shiyin..." He shouted, his voice became smaller, and he didn't know why he started crying. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Shiyin, Shiyin, where are you? Master is so scared..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Li Shiyin carried him back to the room and gently put him on the bed. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

She squatted in front of the bed, held his head, leaned against his ear, and whispered: "Shiyin is here, Master, Shiyin is by your side. Wherever the Master is, Shiyin is there."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran felt relieved, hugged Li Shiyin, leaned on Li Shiyin's arms, and then slowly fell asleep again. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Master, be good. Master, I'm not afraid..."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

The cold light of the snow was reflected in the window. She covered the master with the quilt, sat on the bed, hugged the master, looked down at the master's face, and whispered back: "I only care about you."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"...You are my sword heart."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

When Qin Ran woke up the next morning, his head still hurt. He took the hot hangover soup cooked by Li Shiyin, walked out of the cabin, and walked to the river on the snow. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

A thin layer of ice froze on the surface of the river. He looked upstream and saw that the pool over there was frozen. There was a person standing by the pool, a man, looking up. The waterfall was also frozen. The frozen waterfall was as unrestrained as the flowing waterfall. It looked very spectacular and extremely beautiful. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

There was a woman in white next to the waterfall, admiring the spectacular ice waterfall from a close distance. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran walked to Dong Zhongyuan while drinking the hangover soup. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

He stood beside him and looked up. From this position, he could see Tu Shan Youyou's white skirt. With the white skirt as a limit, looking inward, he could see Tu Shan Youyou's flawless calves, but not her thighs; looking outward, the skirt blocked half of Tu Shan Youyou's face, but her eyes that were considered to be charming to the world were still outside, and she looked more hazy and beautiful. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

So this is the perspective of a licking dog. He nodded and learned his lesson. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

They stood there for a long time. Qin Ran drank the hangover soup mouthful by mouthful. Tu Shan Youyou never looked at them. She kept looking up at the beautiful waterfall. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Did you see it? There is no good end to being a licking dog." Qin Ran held the bowl with both hands and said to Dong Zhongyuan. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Huh?" Dong Zhongyuan was stunned. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran pointed out to him: "If you were standing on the waterfall, even if she didn't like you, she would still look up at you, and maybe she would like you after looking at you. But if you were standing by the pool at the bottom of the mountain, even if she liked you, she would still look down at you. Besides, she doesn't like you." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Hmm!!" Dong Zhongyuan opened his eyes wide. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"To pursue a girl, you need to let her know that you like her. It's easy. Just a glance is enough. The hard part is how to make her like you." Qin Ran said, "Why should she like you? Are you handsome, rich, capable, good-natured, and highly skilled? In any case, you need to know what she likes and then prescribe the right medicine. Just looking at her and just liking her is useless. You have to take action."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"What does she like?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran spread his hands: "How should I know?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Dong Zhongyuan suddenly realized. He thought for a while and suddenly saluted Qin Ran: "Thank you, Junior Master Uncle. I'm going down the mountain."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"What are you going to do?"\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"To find out what I like."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran smiled and patted Dong Zhongyuan on the shoulder, saying: "Be careful."\u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Okay." Dong Zhongyuan turned and left, also leaving Danfeng. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"You understand feelings very well?" Halfway up the mountain, Tu Shanyou squatted down, propped up her chin with one hand, and looked at Qin Ran with a pair of soft eyes. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

There was no trace of condescension. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran looked back at her and smiled, "I lied to him. In fact, I don't understand anything. I only believe in love that runs towards each other, like me and Shiyin." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"Heh!" Tu Shanyou sneered in confusion, looked at Qin Ran for a while, and asked, "Why didn't you let me take action during the battle?" \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

"You are Danfeng's trump card..." Qin Ran replied, "If Daojianmen is not defended, you will defend Danfeng and let us escape." \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Tu Shanyou agreed with this reason, she nodded, got up and went back to the cave. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

Qin Ran looked at the silver-clad world for a while, and went back to the cabin with the bowl. \u0026lt;/p\u0026gt;

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