Chapter 93: Is it done after it is done?

After saying that, Long Lingyun turned around and looked at Zhou Wanyi, then looked at Zhao Jianhui, with a strange expression on his face: "Who am I thinking I am? It turns out that he is the sister of the Zhou family. I wonder if my sister is worth a lot of face, can I take my cousin away?"

Zhou Wanyi suddenly laughed: "You know me? It's just a joke between children. How can my sister take it seriously? Young Master Fang really wants to leave, but I can't keep it."

Long Lingyun nodded: "Thank you then, cousin, let's go." As she said, she took small steps and walked slowly towards the door of the hall. Zhao Jianhui stood behind her, not knowing whether she should follow her or stay with Zhou Wanyi.

Zhou Wanyi's face was a little unstable. Her charming big eyes were not worth looking at Zhao Jianhui, and she gently waved her head to him with her mouth.

Zhao Jianhui said that the women he knew were all smart people. Could it be that these two women knew everything just by looking at them?

Thinking about the text messages Long Lingyun left to him when he left, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel panicked. Long Lingyun once said that as long as he did something that was sorry for her, he would cut off his little one next time he met. It's over, what should I do?

Long Lingyun, who was about to reach the door, suddenly turned around, looked at Zhao Jianhui with his eyes fixedly, and said in a soft voice: "Aren't you leaving? Or do you want me to wait for you outside?"

Zhao Jianhui scratched his scalp, stood up and walked out after Long Lingyun.

As soon as he left the door, he heard Zhou Wanyi's voice change tone roar: "Bastard,... kill all this person on the spot." Zhao Jianhui paused, lowered his head and accelerated his steps and followed Long Lingyun downstairs. Zhou Laohu was showing his might, so it would be better to walk faster at this time.

Fang Ping heard Zhou Wanyi's voice in the room, and couldn't help but sweat on his head and was the first to jump out: "Sister, I'll leave first, my mother will ask for a cover for me later."

On the Huangpu River, two figures were getting longer and longer under the shadow of street lights. The breeze by the river brought a coolness, and the sound of the river flowing became clearer and clearer. Going forward, it was already faintly hidden in a night sky, and everything in front of you was so blurry and so unrealistic.

"Don't you want to say something to me?" Long Lingyun stopped and slowly turned around. Two crystal tears were already hanging on his face.

"I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it..." Zhao Jianhui felt that at this moment, any of his words was so pale and powerless, and he was just defending his shameful behavior. So he decided to tell the truth and express his apology in his heart with a sentence of sorry.

"You bastard, why are there any intentional or not?" Long Lingyun's little foot wearing high heels kicked Zhao Jianhui's oncoming bone on his thigh. Although he didn't really use much force, Zhao Jianhui still felt a piercing pain.

"sorry……"

"I'm sorry, it's over. I... how did I tell you?" Long Lingyun said, and his left foot was raised again, kicking half of his foot forward, but he suddenly stopped it. On his face, two lines of tears fell to the ground like pearls with broken lines.

Zhao Jianhui hugged her soft and delicate body and said in a low voice: "It's all my fault. If you want to hit you, just hit you a few times and exhale..."

Long Lingyun hugged Zhao Jianhui's neck and hammered Zhao Jianhui's back with his other hand a few times: "What's the point of hitting you? You said, what do you want to do?"

"I..." Zhao Jianhui was about to say that I didn't know what to do, but suddenly he heard two sharp whistling sounds sounded from his ears. He held Long Lingyun and leaned over, and felt two figures in the air just leaving a phantom, swaying by his eyes.

Immediately afterwards, his eyes flashed, and two tough, expressionless men slashed at him and Long Lingyun again with machetes in their hands.

Zhao Jianhui was shocked to see that the two men were extremely skilled in using swords and their moves were extremely exquisite. The moves used by these people were obviously a Tang family sword technique in Zhongchuan, the ancient martial arts school.

It is generally believed that in this era of high-tech modernization, those ancient martial arts schools have long been destroyed in the long river of history with the advent of the hot weapons era.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding for most people. In addition, this school pretends to be mysterious, which creates an illusion for outsiders. Zhao Jianhui's master is a successor of the ancient martial arts sect. He still knows some secrets of the world, and has also mentioned it to Zhao Jianhui.

The descendants of the Tang family are an ancient school that still exists today, but they are completely different from the Tang sect in Liang Daxia's novels. The most earth-shaking birth of the Tang family in the world is also said to be that during the Chengzu period of the early Ming Dynasty, a woman named Tang Sai'er in the Tang sect led a peasant uprising in eastern Lu.

According to historical records: In February of the 18th year of Yongle (1420), Tang Sai'er organized thousands of peasants to revolt in Binzhou under the name of the White Lotus Sect. Later, he moved to Qingzhou, occupied the base area of ​​the Heshipengzhai, and defeated the Ming Dynasty's official army many times, and conquered Qingzhou, Zhucheng, and Ju County. Wherever the rebel army went, he killed officials, opened warehouses and released grain, and helped the people, which shocked the whole province. Later, because the Ming Chengzu sent heavy troops to suppress the uprising, the uprising failed, and Tang Sai'er disappeared.

The Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan was a branch of Tang Saier who moved from Lu to Sichuan from to avoid the pursuit of the imperial court. For hundreds of years, the descendants of the Tang Sect have been the incarnation of justice. Don’t want someone to assassinate him today?

Zhao Jianhui hugged Long Lingyun and turned around. He had already avoided the shadow of the sword attacks between the two people. He let go of Long Lingyun and pulled out the belt around his waist. With one hand, he shook his hand and the belt actually made a dragon roar.

"Hunyuan Sword?" The other party roared in surprise, his body kept rolling up a sword light in his hand. Only a "ding-ding-dang" sound of gold and iron fighting was heard. In the blink of an eye, he had already passed more than a dozen moves with Zhao Jianhui.

If there was only one person on the other side, maybe Zhao Jianhui had already won at this time, but two men with similar skills as him attacked Zhao Jianhui at the same time, which made him a little tired of dealing with it.

After a short time of dodging, Zhao Jianhui let out a muffled groan, leaving a shallow knife mark on his shoulder. Although the wound was not deep, blood still flowed out immediately.

This is the first time that Zhao Jianhui was injured by the opponent in an open manner. It can be seen that the opponent's kung fu was not given in vain.

All this happened just in a moment. Zhao Jianhui glanced at the wound on his shoulder, suddenly jumped up and kicked a man with a fierce whip leg, paused, and appeared in reverse beside Long Lingyun. At the same time, he reached out and hugged Long Lingyun's slender waist, and ran towards the dark night in the distance.

It was a shameful thing, but there was no way, because with Long Lingyun on the side, Zhao Jianhui could not fight with the other party for the sake of face.

"Who is the other party? Why did you attack us?" After being hugged by Zhao Jianhui, Long Lingyun felt like he was running forward like a cloud of clouds and mist, and his body was so soft that he couldn't use any strength.

"I don't know, don't talk, they are catching up." Long Lingyun adjusted his posture in Zhao Jianhui's arms and asked with a little fear: "What should I do? Otherwise, you leave me and leave first?"

Zhao Jianhui groaned: "What nonsense, hug me..."

Long Lingyun cheered, and his little hands were already shaking and pulled out the pistol that Zhao Jianhui had stopped under his armpit: "You idiot, you have a gun, why don't you use it?"

As she said, she had already opened the insurance and fired a shot at the shadow behind her.

With the gunshot in Long Lingyun's hand, the two figures chasing behind finally stopped. A big man frowned and said, "Damn it, he actually used a gun. It's so embarrassing to his grandmother."

Another man said, "I don't know what this kid is from. His cultivation is so high. It's said that there are many masters in China. Today I am convinced."

"Hmph, I will never give him such good luck next time I meet him."

This is Long Lingyun's residence, and Zhao Jianhui didn't know where this place was. When he opened the door and entered the room, Long Lingyun sat on the sofa and gasped and said, "Why do you always have such inexplicable things happening when you are with you? Tell me, what did you do with me on your back?"

Immediately afterwards, it was not Zhao Jianhui's answer, but Long Lingyun's exclamation: "Ah, you are injured, let me see if the strictness is serious?"

"Haha, it's up to you, Doctor Long, I'm fine..."

"Nonsense, let me see."

Seeing Long Lingyun's concern, Zhao Jianhui felt a heat in his heart, and a sudden inspiration came. When Long Lingyun tore open the outer clothes of the wound, Zhao Jianhui moaned like a painful moan in his mouth.

Long Lingyun quickly pulled a strip of cloth from his clothes and quickly wrapped his wounds. "Lying down and don't move, I don't have a medicine box here, I'll go out to buy medicine for you..."

Zhao Jianhui leaned against the sofa and sat half-lying, watching the beauty who was diving deep, no matter how it was, Long Lingyun was standing or sitting, side or lying. All the beauty was abstracted into a delicate and smooth curve, which spread out to the waist and hips, thus specifically beautifying it into a poetic fantasy, which was condensed in the curved shadows of lines.

Seeing Long Lingyun straightening up and going out to buy medicine for himself, Zhao Jianhui reached out and grabbed it, whispered in a low voice: "I won't let you leave my sight now, it's very dangerous outside..."

One of his hands seemed to press something extremely soft. When he came to his senses, he felt a faint fragrance coming to his face.

Zhao Jianhui subconsciously grabbed it, and a cry sounded in his ears. Then Zhao Jianhui felt that his big hand was slapped down hard.

When I looked up, I saw a shameful and angry face, with plain face facing the sky, a crystal clear face blushing, and my pretty eyes were full of anger.

"You are not like this, so why are you injured and still have this idea?" Long Lingyun thought that Zhao Jianhui had done it on purpose.

Seeing Long Lingyun glaring at her, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shout "Oh" again. Seeing the black dress on her chest showing a wrinkled palm mark. He didn't know what he had done in a daze just now? He hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."

Long Lingyun's pretty face turned red, her teeth bit her red lips, her eyes were full of shyness, she glared at Zhao Jianhui fiercely, and finally lowered her head: "You have never done it on purpose..."

"Uh..." Zhao Jianhui had to hold his arms and whine in a gentle voice: "Hiss, why does it hurt so much?"

Long Lingyun whispered: "You have to endure the pain, hum..."

After she finished speaking, she disappeared. Zhao Jianhui was confused and moved his eyes from the ground to Long Lingyun again. After sweeping his eyes, his heart couldn't help but jump wildly.

Long Lingyun blushed and said, "What are you thinking about? I'll get the medicine for you. There is a pharmacy not far from here..."
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