son, stop

Tang Jingxun was complaining when she found that Zuo Lingquan looked at her lower abdomen and between her legs, and also looked down:

"What are you looking at?"

"Cough - look at the dumplings."

Zuo Lingquan suddenly regained his senses, swept away the distracting thoughts, and said seriously:

"Sister Tang, don't worry, I think, even if you really become a phoenix, if you are in human form, you won't have bird feathers all over your body."

"You can't grow any hair."

Tang Jing was bulging, staring at her eyes and saying:

"I am a human, not a monster. After living for more than 20 years, I suddenly turned into a bird. What am I trying to do?"

Zuo Lingquan's thoughts were a bit messy, he sorted it out a little, and brought the topic back to the original point:

"Didn't Sister Tang say that Phoenix is ​​you?"

Tang Jing pursed his lips and thought about it carefully:

"I can't figure it out either. Anyway, I'm not a bird, but that phoenix is ​​very familiar to me, and it should be my thing. That mother-in-law took the phoenix away, and seems to have eaten it."

"Ok?"

Zuo Lingquan was taken aback: "How does Sister Tang know?"

Tang Jingxun shook her head: "I don't know, just two days ago, something suddenly appeared in my mind, as if I saw myself flying around, and then ran into the body of that woman in yellow clothes. The place looks like a very high mountain, there is a palace floating in the sky, and the woman is sitting in it."

Zuo Lingquan was like listening to the scriptures, he thought about it and asked:

"and then?"

Tang Jingxun's eyes were very annoyed: "Then it disappeared, as if it was eaten and wiped clean. But I feel that the phoenix is ​​still there, but it was locked up. That dead woman didn't even say hello, so she just killed me. the bird snatched away"

Zuo Lingquan believed Tang Jingshen's words, but for a true immortal of that level, he couldn't do anything at this time.Seeing that Tang Jingxun and Tuanzi were a little aggrieved, he comforted:

"Sister Tang is fine. I know who that person is. If you can run away, the monk can't run away from the temple. When I reach a certain level of cultivation, I can grab the phoenix back."

Tang Jingxuan actually knew that it was difficult to get it back, but she was just angry and complained to Zuo Lingquan.Seeing Zuo Lingquan boasting about Haikou, she turned her eyes and said angrily:

"You are not allowed to be blind in the future. It's just a broken bird. If you don't have it, it will be gone. The dead woman looks amazing. Don't make trouble."

Zuo Lingquan chuckled: "I have my own measure. No matter how powerful you are, you are still human. If you can't get it back now, you will be able to get it back one day in the future. How can you let people grab Sister Tang's things casually?"

While Zuo Lingquan was talking, he suddenly noticed Tang Jing, who was bulging in front of him, his expression froze, his eyes swayed slightly, and a golden shimmer appeared in his moist pupils, a very kind expression, and it happened slowly. change, and gradually cool down.

? !

Zuo Lingquan was a bit baffled, but this baffling quickly turned into a panic.

I saw that the original Xiaojiabiyu seemed to be in a state of tranquility. With the golden light in the eyes flashing, the temperament changed dramatically; the gentle and friendly atmosphere disappeared little by little, and replaced by the majestic Hao Ran, who was above the nine heavens, clearly in front of me. , but like a god of ten thousand feet tall, standing in front of an ant.

When the golden light in the eyes disappeared, the eyes were still the same eyes, but the expression was different naturally, as if the vast sea of ​​stars and thousands of miles of mountains and rivers were hidden between the eyes. force

Zuo Lingquan just glanced at him, his heart almost stopped, and the whole person froze in place, shocked by this look; he couldn't meet these eyes at all, but he couldn't move his eyes either.

The woman still maintained Tang Jing's sane posture, sitting on the side of Zuo Lingquan's bed, but the dumpling between her legs was already shivering in horror. Don't even dare to call.

After the golden light in her eyes completely dissipated, the woman stood up and looked down at Zuo Lingquan as if she was at a height of ten thousand feet:

"is it?"

This sentence is obviously an answer to Zuo Lingquan's sentence 'I can't get it back now, but I can get it back one day in the future'.

Zuo Lingquan couldn't move at all, his eyes could only move with the woman's gaze, he gritted his teeth and wanted to move, but found the woman in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In the next instant, Zuo Lingquan felt that the whole world was nothing but the bottomless pair of pupils.

The pupils were infinitely enlarged in front of his eyes, and the galaxy and the mountains and seas were reflected in them, and they pressed towards him, only swallowing him in an instant.

After that, Zuo Lingquan was in a strange state, recalling the scenes of the fight in Qihuang Town in his mind.

These memories are in front of him, but he is not in them, but like a third person, watching himself fight against Xu Yuankui.

Every sword, every breath on his body, and even every look in his eyes, are completely in sight.

The speed of recollection was extremely fast, and Zuo Lingquan did not notice it, so he went back to the night of the double cultivation with Wu Qingwan.

He was lying on the stone platform, blindfolded, but he could see Wu Qingwan dawdling and sitting on her body, wiping the sweat from her forehead with her tired hands.

Going forward, he stood in the bamboo forest in the Phoenix Valley, and stabbed forward with sword after sword.

Then he returned to the Zuo family mansion in Qinghe County. In the huge mansion, there were countless broken wooden figures.

The young man, who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, was panting with an iron sword in his hand. He gritted his teeth and stabbed forward with one sword after another. One sword was faster than the next. , stabbed the last sword of the day.

Back at the age of eleven or twelve, there were only adult men waist-high children with iron swords in their hands, stabbing forward one sword after another, much slower than when they were fourteen or fifteen years old, but their eyes did not change in the slightest. There was no change in his movements, and Zuo Lingquan himself was startled by his determination.

Then nine years old, eight years old, five years old, four years old

Every year, every month, every day, the same process is repeated.

The same action, the same time, is like a machine that can only move forward with a sword, the only change is that the iron sword has become a wooden sword, and the speed of the sword becomes slower and slower with age

Zuo Lingquan saw every day in the past, but every day seemed to be the same day. At the end, even he himself felt extremely boring.

Memories have an end.

After 14 years of repeating the same action, only a three-year-old doll stopped.

It was one afternoon.

The three-year-old baby, while the pretty maid in charge was not paying attention, secretly ran out of the room, found a hatchet, came to the yard, and cut down a small tree.

The three-year-old boy had too little strength, and it took him a quarter of an hour to cut down the small tree as thick as his wrist.

After that, the child dragged the tree into the house, and with a heavy hatchet, cut off the bark little by little, and cut the sturdy little tree into a two-foot-long wooden sword.

The child held the hilt of the wooden sword and looked at it in his hand. His eyes were bright and blazing!

Some people have practiced swords all their lives, but they also follow the trend and don't know how far they have to go.

There are also some people who, the first time they hold the hilt, know that they will eventually stand on the top of the world.

Children belong to the latter!

Memories come to an abrupt end here.

Zuo Lingquan came back to his senses, where he was still on the bed, and the plump Tang Jingxuan was still standing in front of him, with a straight body and bulging clothes, like two peaks that were insurmountable in this life.

The woman looked at Zuo Lingquan and nodded slightly:

"Perseverance is good, it seems that there are some opportunities."

This sentence is also in response to the sentence 'one day I can get it back'.

Zuo Lingquan found that he could move.

The woman's eyes are too sharp, just looking straight at it makes people feel that the soul is tingling, but Zuo Lingquan didn't look away.

Zuo Lingquan staggered, his eyes showed anger:

"who are you?"

The woman looked calm and responded:

"Dead mother-in-law, didn't you hear her say it?"