In the middle of the night, the moon wanders leisurely in the sky, and there is no companion. It was bored, and sprinkled its bright light on the world, trying to tease the team that was walking in the southeast direction.

But the team was appreciated, and the group only held a few torches, and under the reflection of the torches, they were all sleepy.

And this team was led by Ruffer after returning from his mansion to the barracks, ten kilometers southeast of Tianya City.

The moonlight shone on a young girl in the procession, wrapped in a thin blouse, holding her chest with her hands, and occasionally brushing her hair that was blown away by the cool breeze with her little hands. At this moment, the dense sorrow was written on his face, and the bright eyes, shining, like a transparent and fragile glass, filled with the girl's heart, heavy and complicated, and like the undisturbed lake, calm and calm, strong and heart-wrenching.

At this time, Luo Er was also in this team, and when he saw this young lady weaving core, he straightened his clothes and stepped forward to comfort him.

Why is Rohr here? You have to ask Zehai. At that time, after Zehai went out of the place where Mengqiao worked, he always had a pimple in his heart, afraid that Luo Er was really an undercover agent of the enemy, and he was afraid that he would be joined by the inside and outside. So in order to avoid this situation, Zehai had to take advantage of the situation to arrange for Luo Er to go to the team of Luo Er under the pretext of Luo Er's injury.

Luo Er glanced at Weaving Core, and then whispered, "Sister Weaving Core, why do you see that you are so preoccupied?"

"Huh? Weaving Core relieved the sad look and smiled slightly.

Seeing that the food was closed, Luo Er replied in a daze: "It's okay, I thought you had a cold and fever or something." ”

Weaving Core smiled, then her handsome face was raised high, looking at the bright moon, she tugged at her blouse hard, so that the blouse wrapped herself tighter, and after sighing a breath of helplessness, a hopeful smile rose on the corner of her mouth.

Luo Er looked at the weaving core, stunned, feeling like a jasmine bathed in the moonlight, "Out of the dust, and the moon is the most gentle." Kan Aifang is elegant, even if he leaves, he is not willing to be sad. ”

For a long time, the weaving core used that gentle and soft, wind-chime-like voice to sigh softly: "You say, how good it would be if there is no war in the world!"

The sigh of the weaving core really scared Luo Er. Because when Weaving Core escorted Luo Er out of the barracks two days ago, Luo Er and Weaving Core had some communication, and probably knew that Weaving Core was a lively girl. After being injured in the battle with Yawu, when Luo Er was recuperating in the medical office, he also met and chatted with Weaving Core, and the two became more familiar with each other, knowing why Zehai and the city lord of Xinle liked Weaving Core so much. Because she is a cheerful, sunny and beautiful girl. This sigh made Luo Er never think that the weaving core also had such a worrying and mature side.

"Don't worry! Luo Er also looked up at the moon, pinning the hope in his heart, not knowing whether to comfort the weaving core or comfort himself.

In the future war, the outcome of the battle is unknown, and there is no way to talk about where it will go.

Luo Er had no choice but to put his thoughts on Mingyue, hoping that after the end of this war, the three kingdoms would be able to sign a peace contract, and he would be able to get an official position in Tianya City, and then rise step by step, master the strength and then inquire about the Pure World Curse.

These plans for the search for the Purifying Mantra were all drawn up by Rolle after careful consideration.

Although Cass had promised that the power of the Pure World Spell would only send him back to the future, in this day and age, Rohr did not know what the world thought of the power of the Pure World Curse. Rather than explaining the effect of the power of the Pure World Mantra, it is better to use your own strength to suppress others speechless.

For this reason, in the ten years of cultivating with Lun Ai, Luo Er has never asked Lun Ai about the news of the Purification Mantra. At that time, Luo Er was only less than ten years old, and the abrupt question of the Purification Mantra to Lun Ai would inevitably make him suspicious, and he might not be able to explain it at that time.

The eccentric spirit is like a weaving core, and the mature girl's appearance just now was broken in a second. "Little brother, don't comfort me, I'm not at the point where I want to be comforted, so take care of your own injuries!" she said with a grin, poking her fingers at the bandage.

"Wow" Luo Er saw that Weaving Core was fine, and he also cooperated with her actions and pretended to grin in pain, playing an injured and vulnerable role, which caused Weaving Core to laugh.

This scene really made the eyes of the people who traveled with him red. Although the weaving core is a few years older than Luoer, the male Rohr is a head taller than the weaving core, and the two are like a little couple flirting. Mingyue seems to have deliberately made this scene particularly bright, and people can't help but focus on it. Seeing this, the people who traveled with him were helpless, one was the hero who "repelled" Yawu, and the other was the person who was regarded as his own by the city lord Xinle, and they didn't dare to offend too much. Some married veterans can only use this to reminisce about the interesting things of getting married, and those who are not married can use this to be full of reverie for the future.

Not only were the people around Rohr and Weaving Core attracted, but even the people behind the hall at the back of the team also noticed.

When Rohr was hunted down by Yawu for the sake of Rhofer, Rhore already knew Ror's strength. He looked at the scene, unable to do anything, but there was a sense of jealousy from the bottom of his heart. The pale moonlight shone through, and he was saddened, and his originally fair face looked even paler. His feet were numb, and he walked mechanically at the back of the group, looking at Rohr from afar, hoping that he would stay away from the core.

The edge of the official road is deep in the jungle, and the father of the Elder Henla, and the director of the Aoya Martial Arts Hall, Richard, have hidden here early with a few guards to wait for the team. By the moonlight, Henla noticed that his son Ryfu was walking at the back of the group, and thought to himself, fortunately, this time he was wise, and arranged himself at the back of the group, so that he could escape a little while it was dark.

Henra said to Richard, who was with him, "Richard, you are a little more capable of communicating, you tell him to come with us secretly now." ”

Richard nodded, turning his back to block the light from the source qi. He held up his index finger, which exuded energy, to his mouth, and said to make a long story short: "We're here, too." Then he turned around, flicked his fingers, and a wisp of source qi came out of his hand. This wisp of source qi was manipulated like a firefly, leisurely and fluttering on the ears of the Buddha.

The principle of this source gas transmission is also simple, that is, the source gas is used to record the fluctuation of sound, and then transmit it to other people's ears. It's just that if you want to be like Richard, you have to practice for a long time.

Hearing Richard's voice, Everer unconsciously looked in the direction of Henra, and then knew that he would arouse suspicion if he continued to look there, so he hurried to the ground. His heart crumbled, and he jumped "plop, plop". His right hand was sweating, and the cool breeze was blowing, and he was even more trembling.

In the midst of his ambiguity, he looked at the core, hoping that she would look at it and give him some encouragement to stay.

What you think in your heart, how can others know?

Weaving Core was still playing with Rohr, and the two of them seemed to forget that they were in the run.

Although Rohr was a little in the way of his eyes, the smile of the weaving core still touched the heart of the old man. A smile unconsciously lifted on his mouth, and suddenly he wanted to guard, and continued to see this girl's smile, he kept cheering himself up in his heart, she was not afraid of war, why did she run away?

He glanced timidly in the direction of Henla, then shrank his head, followed in small steps, and melted into the procession, burying his own figure.

"What does he want to do?"

For the first time in so many years, it was the first time that he had rebelled against Henla's intentions. Looking at the actions of the Henla, Henra froze in place, and then anger surged into his heart, and he roared in a low voice: "Is this kid trying to me off? ”

Maybe Weaving Core doesn't know that there is a shy person who has been secretly crazy for her once.