Vol 5 Chapter 32: : The wind crosses the North Sea, the cloud passes
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The rainstorm is getting bigger, the world seems to shrink in the wind and rain, the field of vision extends forward, the hazy rain and mist slowly diffuse, and only the scene a few meters in front of it is still clear.
The black Rolls-Royce has disappeared in the storm.
Li Tianlan stood in front of the hotel and remained silent for a long time
The subtle skylight gradually faded.
The lights lit up in front of the hotel.
After a day of heavy rain, bare feet were stepping on the ground, and the endless chill came over him. He stood silently, and seemed to have become a statue.
The wind in the night grew stronger.
Li Tianlan, who stood for a whole afternoon, finally turned around and walked back to the hotel.
There was still no light in the room. In a dark environment, Huangfu Qiushui sat quietly in the position where Li Tianlan was sitting in the morning, watching the night rain outside the window.
She looked extremely attentively, and seemed to be fascinated. The sound of Li Tianlan coming in was completely ignored by her.
Li Tianlan ignored him. He took two bottles from the wine cabinet, walked over and slowly sat opposite Huangfu Qiushui.
The sound of the wine bottle striking the crystal table awakened Huangfu Qiushui.
She popped up from her seat subconsciously and opened her mouth: "I ... I ..."
Li Tianlan looked up at her.
Darkness surrounded his white dress. In the light of the night, her skin was almost white and tender, her long eyelashes blinked, and a pair of infinitely charming eyes looked at Li Tianlan, unusually bright.
Her mouth is small, the corners of her beautiful lips are gently closed, and the lustrous luster flashes endless charm.
Li Tianlan looked back, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it.
No appetizers.
On the cold autumn night, he was accompanied by a stunning beauty and a violent storm.
The rain roared the city.
Ray of light tore the night sky, and the vast white flashed for a moment.
Li Tianlan, who was leaning on the chair, was illuminated by the pale light of thunder. He held the wine glass in one hand and looked out the window, his face almost calm and numb.
Huang Fu Qiushui's heart seemed to tremble.
The emotion at that moment turned into an impulsive force. She took two steps forward gently, opened the chair beside Li Tianlan, and sat beside him.
Very close.
Her voice trembled: "I ... I'll drink with you ..."
Li Tianlan watched Huangfu Qiushui quietly.
The distance between the two is too close, he can clearly feel the fragrance of the girl and her trembling breath, and he can even hear the girl's heartbeat.
Huang Fu Qiushui looked at Li Tianlan nervously.
She didn't know why she did it.
But right now, she wanted to do just that.
Li Tianlan did not release his hand holding the wine bottle. He looked at Huangfu Qiushui expressionlessly, raised his finger and pointed to the opposite side.
The silent movement has invisible power.
Huang Fu Qiushui's body was stiff for a moment, and a slight grievance drowned her like a tide.
She stood up timidly, sitting in the position pointed by Li Tianlan, farthest from him.
Li Tianlan continued to drink.
The bottle is empty.
Li Tianlan waved.
The sword gas smashed the wine cabinet, and a bottle and bottle of the treasures from the hotel flew over for a long time, and then another bottle and bottle disappeared.
Li Tianlan's eyes were getting brighter and he was drinking faster and faster, like a rainstorm that blocked the lights outside the window.
The light in the room became darker and quieter.
Huang Fu Qiushui sat opposite him and watched him drink quietly. She was silent for a long time before whispering: "You love Sister Yue Tong very much, right?"
Li Tianlan looked at her quietly.
The seventeen-year-old girl is serious and persistent, and can even be said to be a little religious.
Li Tianlan laughed.
He didn't know why he laughed, but he just wanted to laugh.
"I do not know."
His voice became hoarse because he drank a lot of alcohol, but his eyes remained absolutely rational and calm.
I don't know, it is his answer.
He is not sure whether he loves Wang Yuetong or not, just as he is not sure whether he loves Dongcheng or not.
But they are all his women.
The woman he cherishes most.
Li Tianlan's eyes narrowed and he looked at the north.
The rain curtain swept from the south, all the way north, covering the entire North Sea.
The north is still late at night.
In the middle of the night's heavy rain, a row of convoys was driving on the way to Dibingshan.
He didn't know what it was like for the little woman sitting in the back of the vehicle.
Is it missing? Is it sad? Is it determined? Or is it tangled?
Li Tianlan didn't want to think about it, but he couldn't let it go.
Not because of love or not, but because of disappointment.
He knows that he still lives up to this woman, lives up to her passion, and lives up to her courage to moth fire, just as he lived up to Dongcheng.
Vegetative ...
All his women.
In this dark night, someone was heading north, walking in the direction he was going to pass, but farther and farther away from him.
Someone was still in bed, and in this life they didn't know if they could wake up.
Only Qin Weibai is still in Youzhou, waiting for him to return, and has not been disappointed by him.
Li Tianlan threw away the glass and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth while holding the bottle.
The drink flowed down the collar.
There was an unextinguishable wildfire burning in the stomach.
The more it burned, the more Li Tianlan wanted to drink.
He didn't want to disappoint anyone.
But that's the truth, it's the truth.
This is the case of the sleeping Dongcheng, and Wang Yuetong, who is far away, seems to have an invisible weight, pulling his life and pulling him in another direction.
"Actually no such thing ..."
Huang Fu Qiushui looked at Li Tianlan and said carefully: "You have proven your strength. I don't think the teacher would disagree if you intended to be with Sister Yue Tong, and ..."
She looked at Li Tianlan and seemed to be wording.
Li Tianlan looked at her.
His eyes were indifferent: "What do you know?"
Huangfu Qiushui bit his lip and stopped talking.
Li Tianlan leaned on the chair and waved the light in the living room.
The lights dissipated all the darkness, and the soft light flowed all over the hall, falling into Li Tianlan's eyes, a twisted maggot.
Li Tianlan clutched the bottle in his hand tightly and stopped talking.
Huang Fu Qiushui watched him seriously. Her face was reddish, but she looked at it with concentration and detail, almost staring.
Her eyes fell on Li Tianlan's bare feet.
Before painting Loushan, Li Tianlan has been bare feet until now.
Huang Fu Qiushui hesitated, went into the bathroom, and soon came out with a footbath with a massage function.
The clear water swayed in the basin, reflecting her glamorous face, a little fuzzy.
Li Tianlan looked motionlessly at the soft and shiny lights in the living room, as if looking up at the stars.
Huang Fu Qiushui squatted down in front of Li Tianlan.
The skirt of the white skirt lay on the carpet, layer after layer, like the same blooming white flower.
Huang Fu Qiushui looked at the tools in front of her, and looked at Li Tianlan's feet. She bit her lips gently, and her eyes glowed with complex brilliance.
"Can you ... return Qiushui to me ..."
Low, she asked.
Her voice was so soft that she couldn't even hear herself clearly.
Li Tianlan did not respond.
Huangfu Qiushui seemed to make an excuse for herself. The two tender white hands shook out and stretched out. She took Li Tianlan's feet and put them in the basin in front of her, carefully cleaning it.
Li Tianlan lowered his head and looked at Huangfu Qiushui quietly.
At this moment he suddenly thought of Qin Weibai.
Qin Weibai also washed his feet for him, her gentle encirclement of Li Tianlan, even let him take everything for granted.
But Huangfu Qiushui is different.
Qin Weibai is a goddess, but also a woman who belongs to him.
And Huangfu Qiushui ...
The tender white palm moves gently in the water, and on the white wrist, a green emerald bracelet sparkles soft blue in the water.
Li Tianlan narrowed his eyes.
He didn't have to think about it. The whole Beihai didn't know how many people dreamed of pulling up this pair of noble and white tender hands and clasping her fingers.
But now these hands are gently rubbing their feet, carefully courting, so humble.
Li Tianlan looked at her quietly.
"Do you know Jiang's family?"
He asked suddenly.
Huang Fu Qiushui shook her head conditionedly. Her hands continued to move. After a while, she whispered, "Is it the sky knife?"
Li Tianlan gave a sigh of silence.
"I..."
Huang Fu Qiushui hesitated and struggled, but was involuntary.
She shook her head, but her mouth was extremely honest: "I've seen Grandpa's ..."
"At the peak, Grandfather Tiandao once entered the top five of the God List. I haven't seen his knife, but I heard his teacher say that his knife is very overbearing. In recent decades, he is the one who can use the knife most."
"Can I kill him?"
Li Tianlan asked.
The Emperor Tiandao has been absent for more than 20 years, and he has been supporting him for more than 20 years.
He didn't expect to hear any information from Huangfu Qiushui's mouth, so he asked casually.
Huang Fu Qiushui lowered his head, waiting for Li Tianlan's feet, and said quietly, "I don't recommend you go to Canglan Lake."
Li Tianlan twitched his lips and didn't speak.
He lifted his feet casually and stepped on Huangfu Qiushui's skirt.
Huang Fu Qiushui's delicate body shivered slightly, and she lowered her head. There was no anger in those infinitely charming eyes, but she became softer and softer.
She hesitated, lifted her skirt slightly, wrapped Li Tianlan's feet, and wiped gently.
At that moment, Li Tianlan saw a section of white and shiny calf.
"Washing your feet for the first time?"
Li Tianlan asked casually.
Huangfu Qiushui's small hand shook. She looked up at Li Tianlan's eyes and said softly, "Yes."
Her hands can be said to be the most noble hands of Beihaixing Province.
She is a student of the Summer Solstice, an indescribable goddess in the eyes of countless people of the same age in Beihai, a girl warrior of the Huangfu family, and a sword holder in the future.
How can such a pair of hands be used to wash a man's feet? This is totally blasphemy.
Li Tianlan laughed.
He gasped, but his eyes were icy cold, with drama.
He lifted his feet, along the soft skirt, raised Huangfu Qiushui's chin, and touched her face with his toes.
Her face was so tender and delicate that she could almost break it: "I'm really honored."
His feet rubbed against Huang Fu Qiushui's face, and said lightly, "Why?"
"You ... I think ... Qiushui ... give it back to me ..."
Huangfu Qiushui's breathing became completely chaotic.
Li Tianlan's feet gently slid on her face, this is a scene that can make all the teenagers in Beihai Province lose their sense of mind. Huang Fu Qiushui's eyes are a little humiliated, her face flushed, but she looked at Li Tianlan's eyes very brave .
Her eyes were cold, humiliating, and complex, but she was equally entangled with a very clear desire.
She didn't know why she was like this.
She is not Wang Yuetong.
Therefore, Huangfu Qiushui can be sure that he did not fall in love with Li Tianlan.
But the most she has ever been in contact with is kendo. The most perfect kendo has a near-fatal appeal in her eyes.
Li Tianlan is young enough, strong enough, and strong enough.
He broke into her world with the most perfect posture and took Qiushui, which was equivalent to taking everything from her.
On Lingtai Mountain, she looked at Tianguang Locking Terrace.
On the painting floor, she watched him open the mountain with a sword, and the autumn was cut forever.
Strong, domineering, and indifferent.
Invincible, the world is invincible.
He is Tianjiao and the perfect figure that Huang Fu Qiushui has dreamed of countless times.
This has nothing to do with love, it's just the simplest admiration, or it can be said to be obsession.
Countless emotions
Xu kept going up and down in her heart. She still remembered Li Tianlan as the enemy, but she also remembered that she saw Li Tianlan was perfect.
And then.
Just today.
This morning, this suite is in the bedroom next to it.
Her favorite sister was hugged and thrown on the bed by him. The two completely ignored her entanglement. It was a scene that Huang Fu Qiushui had never imagined. Li Tianlan was like the strongest lion, biting her body. Under the Aries, the conqueror can see the prey.
She heard Wang Yuetong screaming, begging for mercy, provocation, and then conquering again and again, crazy and happy.
The scenes of that scene almost completely destroyed Huangfu Qiushui's reason.
All day long, her mind was lingering. She thought about Li Tianlan's Jianguang, thinking about Li Tianlan's almost barbarous bite, and the picture was constantly changing. It turned out that even the enemy can hold each other and fight on another battlefield.
She doesn't love Li Tianlan, but at this moment, the other's feet are relentlessly blaspheming her face, her inner desire suddenly zoomed in hundreds of times. She thought of the pictures she saw, her body was like On fire.
She hoped that she was Li Tianlan at that time, conquered by him again and again, tonight, now, or whatever.
She focused on Li Tianlan's eyes.
At this time, Li Tianlan could do anything to her. She might resist, but she would not refuse.
Because of desire.
She longed for his strength to destroy everything, let her fall once, or fall for a lifetime.
Li Tianlan was playing with her face. He didn't know how long before he put his feet down slowly, and said lightly, "I'm not interested in little girls."
He pointed to the tools on the ground.
Huangfu Qiushui bit his lip tightly, slowly raised his basin and went into the bathroom.
She hid in the bathroom for a long time, washed her face with cold water, and slowly came out.
The bottles on the table were all empty.
Li Tianlan sat in a chair and slept slowly.
Huang Fu Qiushui hesitated not to wake him, but stood behind him.
"Can you return Qiushui to me ..."
She whispered.
Li Tianlan didn't wake up.
Huang Fu Qiushui seemed to let go of his burden, and reached out and gently rubbed Li Tianlan's shoulder.
The messy wind and rain gradually faded.
Huangfu Qiushui turned off the lights. In the dark environment, the sound of rain occupied the whole world.
Huang Fu Qiushui slowly squeezed Li Tianlan's shoulder, as seriously as he was practicing sword.
With a little bit of sword meaning, Li Tianlan's breath continued to rise and fall.
He seemed to be sleeping and meditating.
The perfect sword intention is hovering around his body almost every moment by himself, such that Li Tianlan is getting stronger almost every moment.
Huang Fu Qiushui felt shocked by those sword lights, but more was inexorably intoxicated.
She didn't tell Li Tianlan, in fact, from the very beginning, she could understand the 13th floor which represents the highest achievement of Tianjiao.
Although she couldn't understand all of that sword formation.
But to understand is to understand.
From darkness to dawn.
Daybreak dawns and the morning light cools.
The field gathered nearly two hundred elites belonging to Tian Luo.
He entered the room and saw Huang Fu Qiushui rubbing his shoulders for Li Tianlan, smiling slightly and making a farewell gesture.
Huang Fu Qiushui hesitated and pointed at Li Tianlan.
Tian Ye smiled and shook his head, and went out silently.
It is still raining.
It was getting brighter.
Li Tianlan, who had slept all night, opened his eyes.
The gentle kneading on the shoulder continued, and the girl's fragrance was extremely gentle.
Li Tianlan was silent, reached out and patted the little hand on his shoulder, and said blandly, "Qiu Shui will not return you."
Huangfu Qiushui gave a good obedience, but the movements on his hands did not stop, but he whispered softly, "They all left, they left an hour ago."
Li Tianlan froze, looked at the wind and rain outside the window, and was silent for a while, then hummed.
His voice was quiet.
His eyes were calm.
Everything seems to have passed yesterday.
In front of the North Sea is a new day.
His journey will eventually continue.
"We trigger."
His eyes looked north.
That is the direction of Canglan City.
Canglan Lake in Canglan City.
Beihai Jiangshi, holding amber, is brave and fearless.
Dark black clouds drifted northward with the wind.
Li Tianlan's breath became quieter.
"you..."
Huangfu Qiushui whispered, "What are you thinking?"
"Thinking about it."
Li Tianlan whispered softly.
"once?"
Huang Fu Qiushui blinked in doubt.
"Nothing ever."
Li Tianlan said slowly.
His past was not good.
Dongcheng belongs to the past and is now lying on the bed.
The reincarnation master belonged to the past, but now it has fallen.
Situ Cangyue and Calamity belong to the past, but now they are all seriously injured.
Li's also belonged to the past, but now he is purgatory in heaven.
Wang Yuetong belongs to the past, but in the silence they insisted on yesterday, they have drifted away.
Nothing has ever happened, and nothing is meaningless.
"I think about the future."
Li Tianlan calmly said.
Without a previous life, he stands now and can only think about the future.
"Thinking of Her Majesty the Sword King?"
Huang Fu Qiushui whispered softly: "If Your Majesty returns to Beihai and knows everything you do, then ..."
"Whether he is in the North Sea or not, or when he returns, he should know when he returns."
Li Tianlan whispered softly: "Li's or Li's. Li Tianlan's or Li Tianlan."
This is his future, frank and fearless.
In the strange silence of Huang Fu Qiushui, he slowly stood up: "Let's go."
The wind crosses the North Sea and the clouds cross the blue sky.
Don't read the past and fear the future.
