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The begger still didn't come, but the night was slowly showing its traces, and the roses of the sky were in full bloom.

Decay is a law that no one or anything can control.

Boom and bust.

Even if it is a scorching sun, when the warm beauty blooms to the extreme, it will be accompanied by a decline, although it will definitely rise again tomorrow, but today, it is beautiful in the sky, and it cannot be an eternal stop.

It's the law.

In the midst of this cycle of laws, night came.

"The night is coming. ”

Xuanlou, the beauty sighed lightly, saw the sky, and sighed softly: "The night is coming, but you still haven't come back today." ”

The rosy contraction of the sky is the dimness of the light, the world, this noisy world is the first lamp, but only the beautiful woman alone in the pavilion is allowed to be swallowed by the night.

A point of darkness.

The shadow is a point.

"Hey~~. ”

Xuanlou beauty stroked the blank of the ring finger, here once left his love, but now, this place is blank, where has the thin red line been forgotten?

Not forgetting.

The beauty is to wrap the red thread in her heart, and she will never leave the heart of the eternal and never give up.

Fingering around the red line is a more appropriate place, that used to be Lang's affectionate gift, and now, next to the corner of the table on the side of the beauty is the gift of Wolang.

What will be inside?

It's too simple to know.

But now the beauty really doesn't have the slightest open mind.

Seeing the sunset on the horizon that was almost shaken and shrunk, I sighed in my heart: 'Hey, your things have come, where are your people?'

Ask where are the people?

This is the most terrible question.

This question is the beginning of imagination, thinking about where he has gone, whether he will be in any danger where he wants to go, and whether that dangerous place is the danger of the Gentle Township Ecstasy Tomb.

To worry is to be afraid.

Fear is alone.

Seeing the glow of the sky, the whispers in his mouth flowed gently in the dark air, and said, "He's coming back soon, that person should be coming back soon." ”

Should?

I guess I'm not sure.

This is not sure to be uneasy, for himself, but also for Han Xian, but this uncertainty can indeed be understood as a comfort.

To be alone is to do self-comforting.

The beautiful eyes still fall on the sunset hide, and they can't be taken back for a long time, where the color disappears, the morning star hangs in the sky, and the night is the endorsement of the sky at one time.

"Today, he won't come. ”

sighed softly, meaning depressed and haggard.

Shadow, shadow, shadow.

The shadow of the night is in a tall building, and in the overlapping is the shadow of the only one who sees her, and she is submerged in the ten thousand shadows because she is discovered by her heart at a glance.

The darkness of the night is thick, and it is difficult to hide her prosperity.

The lights were bright, and it was hard to hide the brightness of her eyes.

She is who she is.

It was Han Xian who could determine her position in the Wanzhong Building at a glance, because her eyes were doing a good guide, and it was almost a lighthouse to guide the way home.

Fang Huaxi, it's her.

Such as Lan Zhi, it's her.

Tranquility, it's her.

Who is she?

"Ruo'er~~. ”

It was a low voice, Han first whispered slightly, and this low voice was like a fear that the air stirred by the sound would disturb Lan Zhifanghua's tranquility.

It's all so good, it's all so beautiful, can it still be shaken by such a whisper?

In the bureau, for her, she is very cautious of everything, and she is very careful of everything.

"Hehe~~. ”

Laughter.

As he got closer, the smile on Han Xian's face became stronger and stronger, and he was happy to be sure that the beautiful woman in front of the window of Xuanlou was her again.

"Ruo'er~~. ”

Before the people arrived, thousands of miles away, the sound came first.

He~~?

That's the shadow, just like Han Xian, the beauty of Xuanlou is very sure that the shadow that is clothed in the sun and carries the beauty of the night is him, and he is back.

The sun is setting.

Where does the glow come from?

The night is dark, isn't this darkness cold?

Where does the glow come from, and why does the cold night have a fragrance?

Because he came back, all these changes are because he is my man, when he comes, he brings sunshine and beauty, and the sun is beautiful, he is my lang, when he comes, the night is thick and heavy, and it will be full of stars, and the wind and sun.

"Xianlang~~. ”

The wind is a messenger, bringing Han Xian's thoughts and the thoughts of beautiful women.

It's a long way away.

But this long distance is indeed not able to block the relative of the eyes, and the affectionate veins are tears and crystalline.

"He's back. ”

The sound is joyful.

"Squeak~~. ”

It's dark in front of you, and the beauty is lost.

The abrupt shadow flickered, and a moat was in front of Han Xian's gaze, what was that, it was the Xuan Window, how did it appear?

How it appeared.

This is not the time when heaven and earth ruthlessly beat mandarin ducks, but it is precisely Rong Ruo himself who has covered the window.

Why?

Han first couldn't figure out why, and suddenly his face became anxious, but the urgency on this side did not become the driving force for his feet to move forward, but gradually slowed down in hesitation.

Guessing?

Han first wondered why.

The infatuated Lang Han Xian can be said to be not afraid of everything, but only for her, he really doesn't know where the fear comes from.

Why?

What is the abnormality of behavior, and the abnormal behavior hidden by the window is not only these, the face is happy, God is happy, and the meaning is happy.

This joy is at a loss.

Grab the mirror and look at the face of the veil, and ask yourself if it looks good?

Pretty.

The face is dyed with peach blossoms and spring, and how can the crimson be not good-looking, and I affirmed this good-looking in my heart, so the mirror was put down, but the moment the mirror was placed on the table, it was immediately re-grasped in my hand.

Look, watch, hesitate to determine whether you are good-looking.

Upon closer inspection, you can really see the flaws.

See messy hair.

The beauty in the mirror is just a mess.

"Whew~~. ”

Take a deep breath, take a deep breath so that the confusion in your heart can be calmed, show your hand to untie your hair, and the small comb is a little bit of reason, seeing that he can be perfect.

Toilet.

Rong Ruo Xuan Lou is carefully groomed.

And Han first moved forward cautiously in Rong Ruo's carefulness, but at this moment, this caution still ushered in some reasonable troubles.

"Someone stopped. ”

Suddenly, there was a loud bang.

It was directly dragged out of the confusion by Han Xian, and as soon as he was frightened, he swept it into some dark and hidden corners.

Once outside the Zhu Gate, the cold that he felt when he found it was completely doubled on Han Xian's body at this moment.

Who are they?

They are the guards of the Imperial City.

Seeing them, Han Xian could sense Feng Leng, but it was impossible for the body that was moving forward carefully under his feet to stop, and he approached cautiously step by step.

"Someone stopped. ”

In a bang.

And in this sound, Han Xian had already heard the sound of string trembling, but the advancing body still did not stop, and a pair of eyes pointed directly at the window of the Xuan Tower, she was inside, and it was impossible for her to stop.

Will there be a third tone?

Xuanlou Beauty is very clear in her heart, there will be a third reminder.

This is the time, this is the time to dress up well, racing against time, but the grooming on the hands is indeed slow, this is not in a hurry, let alone seeing him, let alone in a hurry.

But.

"Hum~~. ”

There is no third sound of string trembling.

Why not, because Han Xian, who has been approaching, is too close.

"Toot ~~. ”

Comb fell to the ground, Rong Ruo hurriedly shouted: "Retreat~~." ”

But?

The strings have fluttered, and this fluttering is the arrow that the person who is hidden in the corner can no longer grasp the string, and those who are hiding must be ordered to retreat, but the arrow that has broken through the air has no possibility of stopping.

"Bang~~. ”

The window opened, and Rong Ruo was only halfway through her makeup, so she pushed the window door open, and that Rong was in front of him, and he was standing in the air dozens of steps away.

The window opened, and Han Xian could see her face.

"Hehe~~. ”

Smirk, to her, Han Xian only giggled, and in this smirk, he forgot about the flying arrow that was rushing towards her.

His face.

His face is so stupid.

This stupidity made Rong Ruo very anxious, what Han Xian forgot was that Rong Ruo saw it chiselingly, what was he doing, did he want to die?

"Get out of the way~~. ”

Eagerly into a sound, it is Rong Ruo who roars.

'Heh~~. ’

Hearing this, Han Xian laughed more and more stupidly, but this stupidity was not completely ignoring the arrow that flew towards him, and the corner of his eye had already fallen on Leng Feng.

Cold.

This cold calendar is to rub out a trace of bright color in the thick of the night.

With a straight look on his face, he couldn't help but whisper in his heart: "Good guy, this is terrible." ’

This arrow was originally fatal, this is like a snake and scorpion, Yin Leng is staring at Han Xian's throat, and this stare is bound to follow him.

Don't stop until you reach your goal.

Either Han dies first.

Or the arrow will be shattered.

There are only these two paths, and there are only two options.

Which one will it be?

Is this still a choice?

Han Xian's face shook slightly, his brilliance flashed, and he was very decisive in controlling the demon knife in his hand, and his face was indeed a witty smile.

Why laugh?

This laugh, of course, is a joke.

In front of beautiful women, men like to show off.

Han Xianmu swept the arrows, and he should know in his heart that even if he didn't use a demon knife, he could shoot down the arrows, but the beauty was in front of him, and the beauty was looking at him from a distance, so how could he not show off a little proudness.

The knife shines brightly.

The night is cut open for a minute, which is a good means.

"Hiss~~. ”

There was no sound at the end, and in the silence, the whole arrow was completely turned into powder.

"Hehe~~. ”

Han Xian smiled, this smile was the laughter of the beautiful woman in front of the window who was secretly relieved, and the laughter became a smirk again, and the sound almost became a silly sound.

looked at her face and smiled, and said, "Ruo'er~~." ”

Risen up with three points.

Rong Ruo looked at Han Xian's smiling face, and his heart was full of joy, but it was true, his body bowed slightly, and he said with a face full of humility and arrogance: "I have seen Le Guogong." ”

"Uh~~. ”

The corners of Han Xian's mouth twitched, and the convulsions were full of helplessness.

"This, this, this~~. ”

The mouth is full of this.

"That, that, that~~~. ”

The mouth is full of that.

There are so many, I'm afraid Han Xian himself doesn't know what he wants to say, his face is red, he wants to say something, but in the end, he found that his throat was numb, and he couldn't say a word.

Rong Ruo forced a smile and said, "I don't know what Lord Guogong wants to say?"

The voice.

Her voice.

Hearing her voice should have been chaotic, but Han Xian did succeed in finding this and that breakthrough in her voice.

Said: "Ruo'er, what I gave you, do you like it?"

Hearing the sound, Rong Ruo's color did not change a point, and said, "What did you give me?"

Jiao Tian a point.

Han Xianshou hurriedly pointed to the corner of the table and said, "That's it, it took me a lot of effort to get it." ”

"Oh~. ”

Rong Ruo replied lightly, and picked up the bag, his expression was slow, and his hand was slow.

"Hehe~. ”

Han Xian smiled, this smile was so excited, this excitement was like saying: 'She will definitely like it, she will definitely like it.' ’

It was dark, and it sank in all directions.

"Hmph~, shameless lascivious thief. ”

Pretty face, very ashamed, very angry.