The man said: "Just today, didn't I know, you said you lived here well, why did he leave?"

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Hearing these words, Rui's wife seemed to understand, it turned out that Xianggong was unhappy because he was gone. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Xianggong and Jie have always had a good relationship, just like brothers, Jie is gone, he must be very sad, even if he is a sister-in-law, he feels a little reluctant.

It's true, Rui lives next door to him, and he didn't even know about such a big thing, but he heard about it from others.

After washing the clothes, she hurried home and saw Xianggong lying on the bed, looking very sleepy. She stepped forward to take a look, reached out and touched Rui's forehead, Xianggong had a fever and burned badly.

After a few days of conditioning, Rui finally regained his vitality, and in the past few days, watching his wife take care of himself, he also figured out that he wanted to live a good life with his wife. As for Jay, I hope he can live well, and I can only silently bless him.

"Jie is gone, you already know, don't you? But why don't you tell me?" the wife asked softly, Rui took her in her arms, sniffed the fragrance in her hair, and said, "Lady, let's get along well in the future, I will never be lukewarm to you again, okay?"

It was another starry night, and the Biluo Fairy Sword was floating in the air, and a pair of jade men and women were sitting on it. Qingli found a lot of ways and tried them all, but it didn't work at all, and Brother Hao still couldn't see anything.

But she believes that she can definitely think of a way, and if it really doesn't work, she will change her eyes to him!

Passing by an ancient village during the day, I met a kind old man in the ancient village, and she told herself a home remedy. Qingli wants to give it a try, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, she will not give up.

The Biluo Immortal Sword gently descended to a reef in the middle of the sea, and Shangguan Hao asked him to sit there, which was some distance from the shore, so that he would not be attacked by others.

She looked at Shangguan Hao's face, squatted down and said softly: "Brother Hao, I'll go collect medicine, you stay here and wait for me to come back!"

He couldn't stop nodding his head and smiled happily: "I know, then you go, I will always wait for you here!"

Qingli looked at him again, the thousand-year-old silk in his hand fell, wrapped around Brother Hao's body, and said, "Time flies so fast, it's autumn again in a blink of an eye." It's really hard for you to be blown by the wind on the sea, but I'm really not at ease if you put you on land like this!"

After speaking, she drove the Biluo Immortal Sword and swung towards the depths of the mountain forest. The old man said that in order to cure his eyes, he had to find the Ming Ming grass, mash its flowers and leaves, and then mix it with the potpourri water, and apply it for three days in a row before it could be effective.

Although I don't know if this method will work, in order for Brother Hao to see again, Qingli will not give up.

According to the old man's instructions, Qingli specially shuttled between the steep cliffs, because the area where the grass grows is very special. She searched for a long time, but she didn't see the kind of herb described by the old man, which was probably very rare.

Qingli was looking for Ming Ming grass while collecting flower dew water, although it was said that the autumn night was a little cold, and the cold was extremely heavy, but she was not afraid at all, driving the Biluo Immortal Sword back and forth between the mountains and mountains.

The crescent moon in the sky, like a scimitar, hangs high there, the grass insects chirp, and the empty mountains echo.

Perhaps sensing something, a huge goshawk roared, spread its black wings, and flew into the distance.

The sound of gurgling water constantly came from the depths of the forest, and the waterfalls flowed straight down, illuminated by the silver moonlight, like a fairyland in a dream, wonderful!

Qingli approached the waterfall, took some water to quench his thirst, and continued to look for herbs. There are many kinds of flowers on the mountain, and it is not difficult to collect potpourri water, but the difficult thing is the clear grass, which is found nowhere.

Climbing, climbing, and her arms were cut by rattan and leaves, but she never complained.

For the people you are worried about, no matter how much you do, you won't feel tired, because your heart is sweet.

Shangguan Hao sat there quietly, listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the reef, and the occasional seabird cry, his heart was quiet.

All the way, Xiaoli is taking care of herself, and she owes her too much, and this kind of kindness can never be repaid, although he knows that Xiaoli is voluntary.

At this moment, he remembered a lot of pictures in his mind, in Sun Moon Mountain, when he saw her for the first time, he found that she was a different girl. Until the reunion of the Nine Hidden Valleys, and a series of things that happened later, if she hadn't been there, maybe she wouldn't be as strong as she is now.

Now his eyes can't see, but Xiaoli has not given up the friendship between the two because of this. Her sincerity to herself was remembered in her eyes and in her heart, and Shangguan Hao felt very moved.

A person who meets in the water can do this, but he is really dedicated. Although he didn't know where her home was, Shangguan knew very well that Qingli was a girl with a story. Although she looks strong on the outside, she is extremely fragile on the inside, like a delicate reed that can be drowned if it rains a little more and the water rises a little higher.

She always lends a helping hand to herself in her most difficult times, such a girl is really distressing, and she will always be remembered by herself.

Faintly, he seemed to hear the sound of a flute on the sea, and when the bright moon shone in the sky, it always evoked endless thoughts in people's hearts.

I don't know if my mother is okay or not, and how my brother is. In the blink of an eye, from spring to autumn, more than half a year has passed, and I really miss the days in Xiaoyao City, and I really want to go back and have a look.

But wouldn't it be too embarrassing to go back like this now, learning nothing and accomplishing nothing? Qingli thought that when he had gone through countless tribulations, when he had truly matured, he would return to Xiaoyao City at that time.

The flute is clear, and it sings a song, but it is heartbreaking. I don't know who the piper really is or where he is. Ying'er quietly emerged from the water, and the sea at night was calm, although it was wrinkled by the wind, it was much safer than having fishermen around.

Since she met Shangguan Hao, she has longed for life on land, and she will come to the beach every day to look at the mountains and forests. It was lit up and laughed and quieted as the night deepened.

When she emerged from the water, her fiery red hair still dripping, and her dark blue eyes looked into the distance. Suddenly, she saw a man sitting on a reef not far away, draped in a silk thread, inspired by the wind.