Chapter 372 Wooden Hairpin

Bang!

A violent explosion sounded.

In the simple courtyard, the unstable wooden door was directly broken by a burst of brute force.

When I looked closely, I saw Yan Lingyun, who was angry and had a blue face.

At this moment, she was still in a state of kicking.

His beautiful eyes quickly swept across the familiar courtyard, and Yan Lingyun soon discovered Lu Daosheng, who was half lying under the big tree and was still dozing off.

Obviously, the loud noise just now had woken her up.

Still sleeping.

Yan Lingyun clenched her fists a little tighter, and a nameless fire burned in her heart.

Before Lu Daosheng could react, he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing.

The next moment, a severe pain in my abdomen.

He arched his body and shot towards the distance.

Rumble!

After a moment, there was an absolute unilateral beating.

On this day, Lu Daosheng's wailing sounded throughout the village.

Everyone looked at the direction of Lu Daosheng's home, their eyes filled with fear, doubt and worry.

"It's bad. If this continues, the young actor will be beaten to death!"

"Domestic violence, domestic violence!"

"Xiaosheng can't die, he is the hope of our entire village."

The villagers gathered together, muttering something.

They were afraid of Yan Lingyun's terrifying power and dared not get too close, but on the other hand, they did not want Lu Dao to live or die.

Over the years Lu Daosheng has been through time, he has become a gang with the villagers.

Moreover, Lu Daosheng also has a rare talent for cultivation, and he will be able to become a strong person in the future.

At that time, with the protection of Lu Daosheng, the village would definitely be very stable.

But now, Lu Daosheng has not become a strong man, so he is about to be beaten to death.

However, apart from worrying, they seemed to be left to pray for Lu Daosheng.

In this way, Yan Lingyun carried Lu Daosheng until the evening.

The sun is gradually setting.

Dusk has arrived, and the beautiful sunset shines at the end of the sky.

The snow-white clouds turned into a warm fiery red after being baptized by the sun.

Yan Lingyun stood in the sunset, looking at the rare beauty in front of her, and finally stopped the movement in her hand.

Let go slowly.

With a plop.

Lu Daosheng lay paralyzed on the ground.

At this moment, he no longer had the handsome appearance he had at the beginning, and instead he was covered in blue and swollen face.

He lay flat on the ground, looking at the sky with dull eyes, looking like he was desperate.

Yan Lingyun's move was extremely reasonable, which not only made Lu Daosheng suffer, but it would not let Lu Daosheng die.

It was just to hang Lu Daosheng's last breath.

At this time, Lu Daosheng could no longer speak, and of course, he didn't want to say anything.

Yan Lingyun looked down at Lu Daosheng, and was silent for a moment, but she still transformed a pill from her hand like a magic trick.

In an instant, a strong fragrance of medicine drifted out.

Lu Daosheng just sniffed it, and felt the pain in his body subsided a little.

Before he could react, he was pried open his mouth hard, and a pill entered his mouth instantly turned into a spring water and flowed into his limbs and bones.

In just a few breaths, his injuries were gone, and at the same time, his meridians became abnormally smooth.

"Can't you get up?"

At this time, Yan Lingyun spoke coldly, with a bad tone.

Lu Daosheng was still lying flat on the ground, unheard of hearing.

The body has recovered, but the mental damage has been left forever.

Seeing Lu Daosheng so shameless, Yan Lingyun frowned. She was about to teach Lu Daosheng a lesson again, but suddenly noticed Lu Daosheng's tight right hand.

It seems that from the beginning, Lu Daosheng's right hand has been tightly clenched.

Even though he was beaten until now, he never let go.

"What are you holding in your hand?"

"show me!"

Yan Lingyun ignored it and forcibly broke Lu Daosheng's right hand.

Suddenly, an exquisite wooden hairpin appeared in front of me.

Looking at this wooden hairpin, Yan Lingyun was slightly ecstatic.

At this time, Lu Daosheng calmly and slightly weak sounded.

"From the moment I met you, I have already started preparing this wooden hairpin."

"I have no money or power, and I can only give you such a gift."

"It wasn't until today that I finally did it."

Calm words hurt Yan Lingyun's heart like a sharp blade.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that when she first came in, Lu Daosheng seemed to be fiddling with something.

It turned out that it was carving this wooden hairpin.

In an instant, Yan Lingyun felt deeply guilty and deeply affection for the weak boy in front of her.

"You, why didn't you say it earlier?"

Even Yan Lingyun herself did not realize that her momentum had become weaker unconsciously.

Why not say it earlier?

Haha, it’s just a kick from the way up, I’m talking about a hammer.

Lu Daosheng slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the distance without looking back.

"Where are you going?"

Yan Lingyun saw Lu Daosheng leaving and quickly waved to her.

"go home."

Lu Daosheng continued to do a plain way.

Feeling Lu Daosheng's alienation to him, Yan Lingyun knew that she seemed to have done a bit too much.

Isn't it just that I beat you up, as for it?

Yan Lingyun complained in her heart, but as she looked at Lu Daosheng's figure gradually fading away, she held the wooden hairpin in her hand tightly and chased after her.

"Your home has been destroyed, build another one."

"oh."

"Emm, I'll build it with you, how about it?"

"oh."

"I, I'll be your wife, right?"

Lu Daosheng suddenly stopped and turned to look at Yan Lingyun.

At this time, Yan Lingyun did not have the strong look at the beginning, but instead she looked shy.

God knows how much courage it took for her to say this.

"You are honest, don't regret it."

Lu Daosheng grinned.

Hearing this, Yan Lingyun nodded slightly and whispered: "Yeah."

As the sun sets, the two slowly walked towards the distance under the envious gaze of the villagers. With a long shadow, the two held hands tightly.