Zhao Lingfei’s smile was as bright as a flower.

Looking south.

Just like the mountains and seas separated by them, they are only within a glance.

The beloved is right in front of you.

Almost everyone around who was watching her posture had no doubt who figure Zhao Lingfei had in her eyes at this moment.

only.

In a heart lake lotus pond unknown to everyone.

A brilliant green lotus that was originally swaying slowly became more and more swaying.

Inside the lotus pond.

It was as if a silent storm was raging in all directions.

A green lotus, a pool of mud, and two flying swords.

They were all affected by the storm and no one was spared.

The dark black silt is like fine sand, accumulating deeper and deeper, submerging the lotus roots.

The flying sword was originally half-inserted in the mud. As the mud accumulated, less and less of the sword was exposed.

Zhao Lingfei stared at the distant mountains, her smile unchanged.

Jiang Chebai's face was stiff, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared straight at the woman who had never looked at him from beginning to end.

Sudden.

Jiang Chebai took a sudden step forward, gritted his teeth, smiled tremblingly, and forced out a sentence.

"I don't believe it! Where is that man?"

Zhao Lingfei ignored him.

Jiang Chebai's pale face instantly twisted.

He suddenly shouted: "Where is he?"

The roar echoed throughout the audience.

Zhao Lingfei's delicate body suddenly tensed up.

Although it was only fleeting, it returned to the happy posture just now.

but.

Jiang Chebai still keenly caught the horse's feet exposed at that moment.

He laughed happily: "Fake! It's all fake! He's not with you, he doesn't exist! Or he doesn't love you at all!"

Hear this.

Zhao Lingfei's breath was suffocated, her pretty face was as white as snow, and her delicate body could not suppress the trembling.

The pain that she had tried hard to suppress day and night for the past six months was like wine spilling from a cup that could not hold it.

Zhao Lingfei still couldn't hold it back.

He is her nightmare, her lifelong enemy, and the scar at the tip of her heart that may never heal...

Zhao Lingfei's long eyelashes trembled, "No, no, he just has something to do and is not with me. He is always, always here..."

Yes, he is always in her heart.

That Zhao Rong who bullied her should be in her hometown of Nanxiaoyaozhou now.

But.

Another naughty childlike brother Rong'er, who even though he occasionally found her annoying but still smiled at her and held her hand, still remained in her heart.

She has a small heart.

Very, very small.

There is room for only one person.

And that person kept occupying the position and was unwilling to leave.

She hated him so much.

Concubine Zhao Ling's breasts rose and fell violently. She tried to calm down and said: "My husband will come to find me soon. He is on the road. Get out of here!"

But although Zhao Lingfei tried her best to endure it, her voice still had a trembling ending, and her stretched body trembled from time to time.

Seeing her look like this, Jiang Chebai became more and more sure of his judgment. A smile broke out on his face again, and his tone was "guiding":

"Lingfei, don't lie to yourself. He doesn't care about you at all. You two just got married this year and separated. How can he have any presence of you in his heart?"

Zhao Lingfei suddenly turned her head, opened her eyes and shouted angrily: "Shut up! Shut up! If he is not here, you will never come in!"

She clutched her heart tightly, as if she wanted to block it forever and imprison the person she hated so much inside forever.

Jiang Chebai laughed heartily, his voice loud and harsh.

And at this moment.

In the lotus pond of the Heart Lake between Zhao Lingfei's eyebrows.

A sudden storm is getting stronger and stronger.

This Heart Lake Lotus Pond is the great blessing she gained when she entered the Haoran Realm.

It is the first-class inner lake vision in the world.

Two natal flying swords were born from it.

All are first class.

One handle, the sword is named Bamboo Horse.

One, the name of the sword is Qingmei.

Each has its own unique magical power, but the most mysterious thing is that the magical powers of these bamboo horses and green plums complement each other, like a fish in water.

This is the reason why her talent in swordsmanship surpasses that of the Taiqing Mansion, and is the reason why she is called the first-class Sword Immortal Embryo.

But such a perfect and flawless foundation of the avenue.

It seems to attract the hatred of heaven and earth.

Since the beginning of the year, when the sword's core collapsed, Zhu Ma fell from a first-class flying sword to a mortal one, and most of the sword fairy's embryo was destroyed.

Now, I have finally repaired it a little bit, but this time my mind is shaken again, and the storm is raging in my heart.

For the sword cultivator, it was simply terrible.

The dull bamboo horse was stuck sideways in the mud of the lotus pond, and the sword was about to be completely buried in the mud.

The first-class psychic flying sword that was once eligible to be archived by Tai'a Jiange Sanchilou, although it has fallen into disgrace, it still has some spirituality.

The bamboo horse suddenly trembled slightly, as if it was making a last struggle, maybe it was calling for help to its childhood sweetheart, or saying goodbye?

However, the bamboo horse is like a person half-immersed in a swamp. The harder he struggles, the faster he sinks.

And that enchanting green lotus that is full of brilliance.

At this moment, it is like a candle flame, swaying uncertainly in the wind.

But take a closer look.

Then he discovered that it was Qingmei inside the lotus who was struggling frantically.

The lotus body swings violently.

It seems that the green lotus will be broken in the next moment, and the green plum will be able to escape and save the bamboo horse that was born on the same day as it, is closely related, and depends on the road.

If the sweetheart is gone, will the green plum still be a green plum?

But.

In the end, Qingmei still couldn't break away no matter what.

because.

This lotus pond is the prison of the owner of the heart lake.

Jiang Chebai bent down, smiled, and gradually stopped.

He wiped his face, looked up at Zhao Lingfei whose eyes were gradually dulling, laughed sadly, and said softly:

"Concubine Ling, tell me who that man is. I'll go find him and give him whatever he wants, as long as he can leave completely."

Zhao Lingfei's pupils shrank suddenly.

She was still covering her heart, but her slender and tall body was crumbling.

Zhao Lingfei's eyelids were drooped, her eyes were dull, and she murmured to herself:

"You, you can humiliate Concubine Ling, but you can't humiliate him... No... Giggle, but he doesn't want me anymore, he should be happy to give me to others, right? But I won't, I won't
To be continued...