Chapter 125

Xie Liancheng's action.

"Lord Don't you recognize me? "

He raised his face and his eyes reflected her indifference at the moment.

"Why should I recognize you?" There was no ripple in the sound.

Xie Liancheng immediately realized her "abnormality" and looked at the Taoist priest beside her, "what's going on?"

"Perhaps it was when the evil spirits were expelled that the king's memory was also affected."

The Taoist priest touched his bloody face and wanted to find some clues.

One hand quickly grabbed his wrist and folded into a bent position.

"I said, don't touch me." Lin Lang said coldly, "can't you understand people?"

"Is that how the Lord treats the Savior?"

The young Taoist priest has no expression, and his eyes are like a deep pool.

There is a stalemate between the two sides.

Xie Liancheng knows the talent of this master, and doesn't want Lin Lang to have a conflict with him. If he is not happy and has a heart to kill the general, will their previous efforts be in vain?

"Lord, it doesn't matter if you don't remember. There will be a lot of time in the future. Liancheng will tell you one by one what happened in these days." The palm of his hand was covered with the back of his hand. "But now, you just wake up. You are weak. What's more, you need enough rest. Listen to Liancheng first and let go of your hand, OK? "

"Who do you think you are and why should I listen to you?"

Lin Lang frowned and did not accept his kindness.

Xie Liancheng leaned over and gave her a kiss in the corner of her lips.

Yan Bo was stunned at night.

"Just because we are husband and wife." The man looked at her seriously, "even if the Lord can't remember, even the city should protect the Lord."

Perhaps it was the gentleness of the man's eyes that moved Lin Lang, who was silent for a moment and released her hand.

Xie Liancheng has a smile on his lips.

He comforted Lin Lang, got up and sent a group of Taoists out of Qingyun temple.

"Thank you for your help." Xie Liancheng road.

The other party was about to lift the curtain of the carriage. Hearing his words, he stopped for a moment and turned his head. His face, which was not as perfect as a real person, showed a cold look in the moonlight.

"That guy is a little evil. I advise you not to get close to him easily."

His intuition told him that it was better not to get close to this person.

Danger is his first impression.

Xie Liancheng nodded gently.

Looking at the deep-rooted look of a man, we can see that he certainly didn't listen to his advice. In any case, life and death are determined by fate, and all causes and effects are doomed. The Taoist priest didn't say anything more. His body quickly retracted into the car, and the curtain was covered again in the swing.

The carriage disappeared into the darkness.

Xie Liancheng really didn't care about the Taoist priest's advice. He was already in deep mud. How could he get away from it?

He soon forgot the dignified look of the Taoist priest when he said that, because at present, the most troublesome thing for Xie Liancheng is the "amnesia" of Linlang.

She didn't even know her name, let alone the memories of their past love.

And the general who woke up was extremely cold and did not allow himself to serve.

Xie Liancheng's only consolation is that this man is still his general. Her preferences and aesthetics have not changed, and even her habits of small movements are also familiar.

Take your time, he thought.

One day he will make her accept herself again.

Just when Xie Liancheng planned to "boil frogs in warm water" to capture Linlang, the other side showed great interest in Yan Bo night.

They are often seen in the martial arts training ground.

"No, you have to put your hand here and borrow a little..."

Lin Lang stood behind the man, teaching him to practice archery.

Yan Bo night can't help looking at her side, looking at and then into the fan.

"Bang --"

the arrow in his hand flew away.

Yan Bo night was startled by the sound of the string, and his body automatically made a retreat reaction. As a result, he knocked down Lin Lang, whose gravity was unstable.

"What are you doing?" Lin Lang rubbed the back of his head.

"Yes, I'm sorry. I was distracted just now."

Yan Bo night lifted her face from her chest, and her cheeks were slightly red, "are you OK, Lord?"

"It's OK. It's just that my lips hurt. I think I hit your head just now." Lin Lang said.

The blush on his face became deeper. "Well, I'll help you relieve the pain."

"What?"

He got up from Lin Lang's body, and his teeth clenched the lips of the woman.

Lin Lang: I feel more pain in my mouth

Just as they were kissing on the ground, a bright red corner of the dress swept through the shadow.At the end of the morning's "training" on Yan Bo's night, Lin Lang let people go back to have a rest, and planned to go back to the study to read for a while.

There is a figure on the dark red desk, and the dark hair is zigzag and scattered on the back of the white hand, outlining a splash ink painting of beauty sleeping in spring.

He didn't seem to be asleep and opened his eyes as soon as he heard the sound outside.

"Why are you here?" Lin Lang stepped in, the pea green palace tapestry swayed with the pace, "if you are really sleepy, go back to the room and sleep."

Xie Liancheng is still on the table.

"General, I have something to hide from me."

His voice was floating.

After the night of the practice, it has been half a month. Xie Liancheng told her Lin Lang's original identity as a general. He also repeated all the things that had happened, but Lin Lang was still indifferent to him.

Patience is near the limit.

Lin Lang stood in front of the bookshelf, fingertips touching a volume of yellow letters, "what are you talking about?"

"You kiss Yan Guijun." He said, "in the training ground."

Kiss another man with his favorite lips.

"So what?" Lin Lang opened his letter and said carelessly, "he is also my man, isn't he?"

"Oh, man?"

He seemed to smile.

"Then what am I?" Xie Liancheng stood up slowly with his hands on the desk, a little sarcastic. "Liancheng is also a general's man One of them? "

Lin Lang looked impatient, "you say it is. Anything else? Ben Wang is very busy. If you have nothing to do, go out first. "

Before the words fell, her warm body stuck to her back.

There was a cold touch on the neck.

A sharp dagger stood against her most vulnerable place.

"General, you seem to have forgotten the agreement with Liancheng." Behind is the quiet and cold male voice, "break the contract, dig its eyes, break its feet, to show punishment."

He lifted the dagger and pressed it on his chin.

"Where do you want to start?"

"Qiang --"

his wrist was suddenly pinched, and a wisp of blood came out of the blade. In a twinkling of an eye, he fell on the desk and knocked down an ivory inkstone.

Lin Lang turns to be a guest, pressing people dead on the bookshelf. The protruding edges and corners cut Xie Liancheng's back, making him subconsciously frown.

To his surprise, Lin Lang actually laughed.

He hurt her, but she was not angry.

"I like the way you threatened me."

Lin Lang's palm touched his cheek, rubbed, itchy, "compared with the weak man who can only rely on women, this kind of you is more suitable for my appetite."

"As a reward..."

She covered the man's earlobe.

The sound of clothes rubbing in the room.

"Hush, keep your voice down. It's daylight now."

She teased the man's sensitive area flexibly, but the bad heart did not allow him to speak out. The soft green silk fell on his shoulder, half covered with snow-white skin, and the place where she had been kissing was full of red tides.

Afterwards, Xie Liancheng was obediently lying in the arms of Lin Lang, and her slender fingers were dancing on her arm.

Lin Lang caressed his bare back.

"Liancheng remembers that the general said that if you like it, you should get it by whatever means you like."

"Did I say that?" Lin Lang picks eyebrows.

"Does the general think that amnesia will pay off?"

"Even if I said so, what?"

The man's fingers stopped under her neck, sliding down the clavicle, "the general's side, as long as there is Liancheng enough."

"Others..."

He moved his body and put his lips close to the ears, "to kill all."

Not one.

"Oh?" Lin Lang dropped her eyes, and her slender eyelashes covered her eyes. "You are really determined."

Neither agree nor deny.

The attitude was extremely ambiguous.

However, she bowed her head and kissed Xie Liancheng.

Man is like a water snake around her body, hot, blazing.

It was late at night.

Lin Lang washed his head, wrung it dry and put it behind him. He picked up a game theory and looked at it by candlelight.

"Zhiya --"

someone opened the door.

The other side lifted the bead curtain, the sound of bead jade collision was clear and beautiful.

Xie Liancheng wore a black dress decorated with vermilion patterns. His beautiful face seemed to have no trace of blood, and his beautiful lips became more and more red.

"Is the general still up?" With a gentle smile, he bent down and took away the book in Lin Lang's hand. "The night is already deep. The general should rest, but not his eyes."

Lin Lang lay down.Xie Liancheng changed the lining and slept in his usual position.

As soon as Lin Lang closed her eyes, the hem of her dress was lifted.

"General, Liancheng wants it."

Xie Liancheng turned over and pressed on it. His long hair, which was not tied up, was shaking and falling down on his face. He reached out and untied the knot and pulled it slowly to his waist.

In the face of such a provocative spring / color, Lin Lang does not rush to pick up a wisp of green silk.

The tail of the hair swept over the tip of the nose.

"It's delicious."

She raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

"Whose blood is your hair stained with?"