Chapter 113: Wooden Sword
"I've experienced this feeling, so I know that it will hurt for a while, and after the pain is enough, it will naturally get better one day. ”
Wang Jingyu said quietly, he knew that it was because of Li Jin, but Li Jin was just the fuse, and the ghost who really entangled Su Tong and did not leave was Yun Chu......
Although the time spent together is short, Wu Jin and Xia Yu, he also cares very much, but none of them can make him feel uncomfortable, make him collapse and helpless, and make him ruined and unable to return.
Enemies?
Why is it that even a person who can be regarded as an enemy, who can become an enemy at any time, and who has never been a friend, can know his own heart so thoroughly?
Su Tong's eyelids moved slightly, and the tears rolling around his eyes were about to gush down, and he closed his eyes tightly and closed the tears back, "Hungry......"
Wang Jing's feet froze, he was stunned for a while, he couldn't draw his senses from the pitiful voice, and he felt a pain in his heart inexplicably, "Then ask Xia Yu to find you something to eat......
Su Tong leaned his head heavily on Wang Jing's shoulder, "I'm tired......
"Then you can sleep for a while, and I'll call you when you're ready." Wang Jing said slowly, saying these words, and his mood gradually improved, "By the way, what do you want to eat?"
But until Wang Jing put Su Tong on the couch, Su Tong didn't answer him, Wang Jing looked at the eyes in front of him and closed his eyes lightly, this time, he had indeed fallen asleep, and there were still some traces of emotional sadness under his eyes, and his face was tense like a frightened bird, trembling and panicking.
Wang Jing stretched out his hand to wipe off the mud and sand on Su Tong's mouth, which was the soil with the smell of wine and rain on the wine jar, and the light smell of grass, which smelled very pleasant.
"It's good to wake up. Wang Jing got up and took a thick quilt from the bed and covered Su Tong's body, tucking the corners of the quilt.
That day, Wang Jing was told by the experience of a mysterious master's raid that there was a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden in the Su Mansion, and he was already very careful when he came in, and he must not go out to find Xia Yu generously at this moment, so he had to wait for Xia Yu to come back.
After waiting for a while, sitting alone at the round table, watching Su Tongan fall asleep quietly, it was not easy to fall asleep, and it was not easy to fall asleep like this.
"You're better than me, I haven't been able to sleep a good night's sleep in those days......" Wang Jing had a wry smile on his face, and the faint sadness in his eyes was fleeting, "I hope you can see through it earlier than me, and be able to come back from the broken dream sooner than me." ”
Before Xia Yu came back, Wang Jing traced every inch of Su Tong's facial features, turned his head and began to familiarize himself with the room that had been here several times.
Here elegance and heroism coexist and co-prosper, a display can be seen in the mind, bright and heavy complement each other, in the end, Wang Jing was enshrined on the incense case of the wooden sword attracted.
Curiously led over, the sword made of Nanmu, and its unique fragrance lingered around the body, and there were sword marks and various gaps on the sword body, but it was not uncommon for any sword to experience the light and shadow of the sword, even if it was a wooden sword, there was nothing too unexpected.
But Wang Jing's quiet eyes widened, and he excitedly stretched out his hand to touch the four-colored crescent moon arching a sea blue star, an ordinary wooden sword, and suddenly it looked full of historical vicissitudes.
The cool and soft touch penetrates the fingertips and dips into the heart, like warm and cold, intriguing, fascinating, and intriguing.
What does the four-petaled crescent moon symbolize, and what does the central aquamarine star represent?
Wang Jing couldn't suppress his chaotic and restless thoughts, he speculated vigorously, thought wildly, and his intuition told him that this cold dead thing contained countless surging blood, full of human life and death, and the vigorous and vigorous life of countless lives, although the dust was sealed in the years, he could vaguely glimpse the thrilling and earth-shattering of the month and the day.
Su Tong had a crescent moon on his body, it was the white jade moon in the white, yellow, red, and green colors, Wang Jing never knew how many moon gaps there were in this world, but at this moment, it seems that there should be four moon gaps in this world, since it is a token of the Gentlemen's League, why are there only four pieces, they may be far more than the meaning of the token......
What was the blue star, the body was undulating, the shape was strange, it was once prismatic one after another, as thick as a stacked mountain range, and every angle reflected a brilliant and deep light.
Wang Jing couldn't take his eyes off it, he had never seen such a strange thing in this world, such a beautiful thing.
His heart was full of questions, Su Tong enshrined this wooden sword in his room, and there was a token of the Gentlemen's League on his body, could the owner of this wooden sword be the master of the Gentlemen's League?
If the wooden sword is the leader of the Gentlemen's League, it is eligible to get the sword of the alliance leader, or it symbolizes the sword of the Gentlemen's League, the significance to the Gentlemen's League, and the significance to the leader of the Gentlemen's League are extremely important.
Look at Qianle's ability to play cards according to common sense when he comes to take the moon, clench the personnel in his hands, relax and strengthen, and advance and retreat freely, if this wooden sword is not a gift, but something that was inadvertently picked up by Su Tong or bought at a high price, it can't be returned to this incense case safe and sound at the moment, and it should have been taken back by the master of the Junzi League.
Su Tong, Su Tong, how much do you know about the Gentlemen's League? What is the relationship with the Gentlemen's League? What have you done to get such an important token, or even a symbol of a sect?
Wang Jing looked at Su Tong who was sleeping, it was difficult to describe the strange taste in his heart, he guessed that Su Tong was a member of the Gentlemen's League, and even most likely like himself, he also had another identity and had a pivotal position in the Gentlemen's League.
But the only person I have ever seen in the Gentlemen's League, Qianle, although he has something in common with Su Tong, they are both bright and bright, but one thing is completely different, Qianle is also twenty or thirty years old, not much older than Su Tong, but his style of action is more familiar and profound than Su Tong does not know how many times more proficient in dealing with it.
If they are of the same sect and sect, how can such important figures in the same sect be so different?
There was a sound of footsteps in the courtyard hurriedly coming into the house, listening to the eager, nervous and somewhat reckless footsteps, Wang Jing was sure that at this time, only Xia Yu could break in his own place so silently.
As soon as Xia Yu stepped into the room, he saw the sleeping person lying on the couch around the quilt, instantly loosened his heavy shoulders, walked over slowly, checked to make sure that the quilt was covered, and then turned around to turn off the lights.
As soon as the light was extinguished, he heard a light coughing sound from behind the curtain, and he was so frightened that he looked over suddenly, and with a shake of the lantern in his hand, the lantern fell to the ground.