Chapter 343 Sword

Xianjingyuan, Qiao’s residence.

Chen Jingjing took out the key and helped Lu Ran open the door.

Lu Ran smiled and shook his head.

He was returning to his own home, but he needed someone else to help him open the door.
"I'll wait for you, don't worry." Chen Jingjing said softly.

"I'll be right out." Lu Ran quickly changed his shoes and walked into the living room.

The rosy night stretched out the cloth and made it fly up to prevent the petals from falling.

Lu Ran also put the Eight Desolate Sword into the scabbard behind him.

He stood in the living room, looking back and forth between his mother's bedroom and study.

Lu Ran hesitated for a moment, but still chose the study.

Mother's study.

A forbidden area in the home.

Even the small shrine and the statue of the god Jian Yi were placed in Qiao Wanjun's large bedroom instead of the study.

Lu Ran lived in this house for three years.

He had only entered this study once.

Late at night, Lu Ran came to the door of his mother's study with a cup of hot milk.

At that time, it was just after Lu's father died and his mother had just taken Lu Ran home.

At that time, he wanted to take this opportunity to get closer to his mother.

Lu Ran did not deny that there was a hint of flattery in his intention.

Perhaps, there shouldn't be such a mentality between mother and son.

However, Lu Ran really hadn't seen his mother for a long time.

After his father died, the boy's world fell apart.

In a daze, Qiao Wanjun appeared in front of him, gently took his hand, and took him back to the capital.

That night, the cup of hot milk was finally delivered to the study.

Qiao Wanjun allowed Lu Ran to enter the house.

But when he left, Qiao Wanjun whispered to her son not to come to the study to disturb her next time.

Lu Ran will always remember the feeling in his heart when he heard those words.

He lowered his head and left silently, closing the door gently.

The mother seemed to realize something as well.

But she didn't follow him out, and even that night, she didn't leave the study.

But after that night, she became gentler towards Lu Ran.

Little Yuanxi once made a fuss, saying that her mother only liked her brother and was only kind to him, and didn't love her at all.

A few days later, little Yuan Xi made such a fuss that his mother punished him by making him kneel for the whole day.

It was also in that late night,
This was the first time Qiao Yuanxi received a hamburger secretly handed to him by his guilty brother.

Anyway,

Ever since Lu Ran brought him hot milk, he never set foot in the study again.

"call"

Lu Ran took a deep breath and stood at the door of the study, hesitating again.

Should I go in?
It’s okay not to bring the flowers in. You can just put them in the living room, on the balcony, or even in your mother’s bedroom.

But Lu Ran wanted to go in.

You have to make peace with your younger self.

That inferior, sensitive, and cautious self.

The mother was not unkind, on the contrary, she loved him very much.

It’s just that Lu Ran had just arrived at that time, and she hadn’t found a suitable way to get along with him.

"Dong Dong Dong~"

Lu Ran stood in front of the study, knocked on the door gently, and said softly:

"excuse me."

After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the house, so Lu Ran held the flower pot, opened the door and walked in.

The study is not small and very simple.

It's so plain that there's not even a pot of green plants.

There is no desk or computer in the room, but there is a writing desk.

There were pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the desk. Perhaps my mother was in a hurry when she left home last time and didn't put them away properly.

There are many books on the bookshelf on the side, and a huge calligraphy hanging on the wall.

sword.

There is only one big character on the vertically hanging scroll.

The knife tip and swallowtail are like iron painting and silver hook.

In Lu Ran's eyes, it was not a calligraphy, but words made up of sharp swords.

Between the horizontal and vertical lines, and between the left and right strokes, there is a faint sense of sword edges crossing.

Lu Ran didn't know who wrote this word.

Lu Ran's memory of everything in the room was very vague. After all, he had only been there once.

And this time, when Lu Ran saw the calligraphy again, he froze at the door.

This feeling is mysterious.

just like.
There was a sentence written on the paper, which had never changed.

When Lu Ran was young and ignorant, he could recognize every word in it.

When he went to school, he could understand the meaning of this sentence.

And when he enters society and goes through hardships, he reads this sentence again and can understand the metaphor behind it more deeply.

Was this word “sword” written by my mother?
Unyielding and strong-willed, with a strong sense of pride!
Has she been wronged?

Is she fighting against something?

"Om~"

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of weapons shaking from the right.

Lu Ran turned his head and looked.

There were two swords hanging on the wall, and they suddenly flew down.

This is a pair of magic weapons!
The light is cold and sharp!
They buzzed as if expressing their dissatisfaction, not wanting Lu Ran to stay for too long.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The rosy clouds and the silent night resounded at the same time!

The two knives flew into the study room quickly and blocked the two swords.

The rays of light from the Xiaguang Knife were dazzling.

The Ji Ye Dao is full of murderous aura!
Tit for tat, divine weapons protect the master!
Accompanied by the crisp "ding ding" sound, the two swords intertwined.

"Stop!" Lu Ran shouted.

Before opening the door, Lu Ran knocked on the door and said "sorry to bother you" because he was talking to the two swords in the room.

Lu Ran used to be completely unaware of everything.

It was not until the last time he came back here for the New Year that Lu Ran realized:

There is a magical weapon in my mother’s study!

Of course, Lu Ran had never entered the study at that time.

It was the Xiaguang Knife and the Rebirth Money that told Lu Ran that there was a similar aura in the room that had been closed. "I am the son of your master."

As Lu Ran spoke, he signaled his magic weapon to retreat.

The two swords slowly released their force and flew backwards, but they still blocked Lu Ran.

"I'll put the flowers down and leave right away."

Lu Ran walked forward with the flower pot, and under the watchful eyes of a pair of swords, he came to the desk.

He picked up the flowerpot and placed the weeping jasmine on the corner of the table.

Inadvertently, I saw an unfinished calligraphy on the desk, only half a sentence:
"Don't say women are not heroes."

Lu Ran frowned.

He is not looking at the poem, nor is he reading the meaning.

Instead, he looked at the traces of grief and indignation revealed in the sword-like strokes of the writing.

Sad and angry?

"Buzz!" The three-foot green sword vibrated again, as if reminding Lu Ran to leave.

Lu Ran turned to look at the magic weapon, his face gloomy, and said calmly:
"Almost got it."

Another sword suddenly pressed against the shaking three-foot green peak, pushing it back half an inch.

Lu Ran turned his head to look at Chui Si Xian Mo, his expression softened a little.

This exotic flower from the devil's cave has very delicate branches and petals.

But the vitality is quite tenacious!
It doesn't even need light or water.

The Weeping Jasmine will quietly absorb energy from heaven and earth, replenish itself, and release excess energy.

This is also what the soldiers of the Demon Cave told Lu Ran.

At first, Lu Ran thought that this flower produced its own energy.

It turns out that it is just nature's porter.
In any case, its beauty, fragrance and rarity are real.

The faint scent of jasmine also reminds Lu Ran of Jiang Ruyi.

When I see my mother, I'll tell her about it as well.

In this way, every time the mother entered the study and saw the beautiful weeping jasmine and smelled the sweet fragrance of the flowers, she would think of Jiang Ruyi.

In the long run, my mother will have a better impression of Jiang Ruyi, right?
Lu Ran left the study and closed the door gently.

He took out his cell phone, thinking of the unfinished poem on his desk, and immediately started searching.

After a few seconds, Lu Ran raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Don't say that women are not heroes, for every night the dragon spring chirps on the wall."

Lu Ran watched silently for a while and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Lu?" Chen Jingjing's soft call came from the door.

"Ah, sister, let's go." Lu Ran walked quickly towards the door.

Chen Jingjing: “Just now?”

Lu Ran shook his head: "It's okay."

Chen Jingjing faintly heard the sound of swords clashing, and also heard Lu Ran's orders.

Out of trust in Lu Ran, she did not go in.

Another point is that this is Qiao Wanjun's home. Without the explicit order from the peak master, Chen Jingjing cannot rashly barge in.

"Do you want to eat something first?" Chen Jingjing took Lu Ran to the elevator.

"Sister Jingjing, are you still eating now?" Lu Ran was quite surprised.

Chen Jingjing shook her head: "Very rarely. The last time I ate it was when I ate it with you guys at Qiu Shui's house."

Lu Ran: “.”

Forget it, business is more important.

The two drove out of Xianjing Garden and headed straight for Jinghong Peak.

On the way, Lu Ran sent a WeChat message to Qiao Yuanxi, fearing that she would not be able to find him when she returned home.

But Qiao Yuanxi didn’t reply, probably because he was very busy at school.

As the sun gradually set, Chen Lu and his companion arrived at the foot of Jinghong Peak.

As a man, Lu Ran did not rashly climb the sacred mountain of Jianyi Sect.

He handed the Xiaguang Knife to Chen Jingjing, and then waited at the foot of the mountain.

I hope Xiaguang can protect Sister Jingjing.
Having said that, the magic weapon in the study should belong to my mother.

Lu Ran can contact Qiao Wanjun directly through the magic weapon.

However, judging from the attitude of the two swords, Lu Ran did not seek trouble.

And Lu Ran thought that if he came to the foot of the mountain to ask for a meeting, the chances of success should be greater?
Soon, Lu Ran breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiaguangdao brought good news, the mother agreed to see him!
Well, pretty good.

Putting aside the mother-son relationship, I am at least the number one prodigy in Da Xia.

What if Master Qiao Feng refuses to see you?
Don’t I want to save face?

Afterwards, Lu Ran saw Chen Jingjing, who was flying down quickly with a happy look on his face.

She took Lu Ran and circled around the foot of the mountain, then flew straight up.

"Xiao Lu."

Halfway up the mountain, Chen Jingjing suddenly spoke.

"Hmm?" Lu Ran lowered his head and looked down, only to see Chen Jingjing hovering on the sword.

"I won't go. Master Qiao Feng asked you to go up alone."

"Sorry for the trouble, Sister Jingjing."

"Master, don't be so polite in the future." Chen Jingjing waved her hand with a smile and slowly fell down.

Lu Ran: “.”

He grasped the Ji Ye Sword and flew straight up to the top of the mountain behind Jing Hong Peak.

In the afterglow of sunset,
The peak is covered with snow.

A stunningly beautiful figure suddenly caught Lu Ran's eyes.

She was wearing a gold and white long dress, which had an ancient charm. As the mountain breeze blew, the hem of her skirt fluttered lightly along with her long black hair.

The setting sun added a layer of warm color to her face.

But it only treats the symptoms and not the root cause.

Her eyebrows are like distant dark mountains, and her eyes are like deep pools.

It was not until Qiao Wanjun looked at him that Lu Ran saw that those deep and cold eyes were emitting a faint warmth.

"I thought you forgot about me."

Qiao Wanjun stood with her hands behind her back and spoke softly.

"Ah?" Lu Ran was hanging outside the cliff, holding the knife.

Qiao Wanjun smiled softly: "What did you promise mom last time you came?"

Lu Ran suddenly remembered that Qiao Wanjun once asked him if he would come to see her if she was in seclusion here.

At that time, Lu Ran agreed readily.

"hehe."

Suddenly, Lu Ran smiled.

Looking at the woman with gentle brows in front of me.

I'm worried about being rejected and being chased away.

result,

You are waiting for me to come.

(End of this chapter)