Near the moon, the tower stretched obliquely on the southeast corner tower of the dragon city. On the corner of the cornice, there are old copper bells, which jingle when the wind passes, as if they are memories beating in the heart, and each stroke can be deeply imprinted.

The shadows of the trees below are heavy, swaying in the night wind.

There was a figure standing in the middle of the stairs, his hair was neatly buttoned in the crown, and Yuli's face was covered with a layer of brilliance by the moonlight, but unfortunately there was no smile on this face. The figure was attached to the edge of the platform, as if a gust of wind would sweep him out.

I stepped forward step by step with a lantern painted with dragon patterns, and Fan Yi stood far away at the bottom of the stairs with a long sword in his hand, with his back to this side and I didn't know what I was thinking.

After I returned, he, who had already been promoted to the rank of general, came back and asked to continue to be my bodyguard. Even the finches, who are already second-class female officials, are clamoring to help me take care of the children.

One by one, they all came back to me.

"Wolong Valley is really a good place comparable to a fairyland, full of fruits, birds and flowers. There are also all kinds of dragons and people who live in a chic and comfortable way. If I had chosen to stay, what would my life have been?" The man over there suddenly spoke, but he didn't look back.

I smiled and hung the lantern in my hand on the hook at the entrance of the building: "Could it be that you regret it?"

The man turned, a familiar face, a familiar smile. Like the lake that calmed down after the waves were rolling, quietly exuding his own warm brilliance under the moonlight, Feng Qingyi at this time was still the Zhilan jade tree when we first met.

"No regrets. He smiled and put one hand on the railing at his side, "It's my life to have a smooth road." The twists and turns along the way are also my life. Now that you have chosen, you have nothing to regret. I'm just imagining another life. ”

"Imagine it, but don't fall down. I walked over and craned my neck to look down.

He chuckled softly, as if he had heard something funny: "That's why you came up in the middle of the night with a lantern? What about my goddaughter? And her father, don't worry about letting you come here to see me?" Feng Qingyi quipped.

I retracted my neck and raised my eyebrows: "My daughter is sleeping soundly now, and she doesn't want me to disturb her." As for the fox, hehehe......" his drunken appearance suddenly crossed his mind, and he quickly shook his head.

"I heard that you came here alone carrying a jug of wine, for fear that you would get drunk and fall down. When the time comes, I won't be able to compensate them for a winning general. I leaned against the railing and looked at him.

At this time, Xiao Niang and I think thoroughly that Feng Qingyi, like a fox, is a man with "many faces". Not only him, but also me, have all kinds of "sides".

In the past, I could see every side of the fox. But when I looked at Feng Qingyi, I only thought that he was a good-tempered, talented, and good-looking Zhilan Yushu pretty son. But I didn't see his fierce and murderous side, and those appearances that I had never seen before.

Wandering in Wolong Valley, his father and soldiers were designed to die and bury their bones in the wilderness. I selectively ignored the unbearable pain in his heart, and when I thought about it, I was really stupid as the fox said.

I saw too one-dimensional, so I stubbornly believed in him, even with a heavy sense of dependence. That's what happened later.

Today, we are all people who have survived the wind and rain. I can also see that many of the appearances that have been hidden by the "side", and that it is more independent and decisive, and that such a calm dialogue is the best way to fight for a place than to bet everything in the past.

"Then your city lord must be overjoyed, he will personally abbot the sacrificial ceremony to celebrate my death, right?" Feng Qingyi made a rare joke.

I glanced at the bright moon hanging in the night sky like big eyes, and pursed the corners of my mouth: "If the fox was really that kind of person, he wouldn't have personally invited you to Wolong Valley in the first place." You two are just too stubborn. ”

"If you don't fight, you don't know each other, otherwise why would I come to you for help?" He laughed.

However, I couldn't laugh: "I heard Zhu Lan say that the current situation outside is extremely unfavorable to Guigu...... I didn't kill Patriarch Wuxian and the Third Elder, and I suddenly regretted it. "It's not a joke, I really think so, little lady.

When he was on the road, the fox said that if the Wuxian tribe really occupied even half of the world, it would become a scourge.

If it weren't for the fact that we were still carrying eighteen wounded dragons, and I was pregnant with Jing Shuo, I should have made a lot of trouble before leaving. Without dragons, humans alone would not be able to fight those fierce beasts for a long time.

"They can't be arrogant for long, and the people of the world live every day with a lot of noise and trembling. They just lacked a strong shield and a sharp spear, otherwise they would not have trampled on human life from the Wuxian. Feng Qingyi said quietly, and suddenly changed his head: "How do you guess I met that kid from Yan Chu?"

The dragons are their shields and sharp spears? I was still in a state of contemplation of his last sentence, and I was stunned by his sudden question.

"You haven't asked about that stinky boy since we met, and he's been talking all the way about how you and your husband helped him save his sister and good brother. Feng Qing teased, and deliberately shook her head and sighed, "Alas, it's really not worth it for my little apprentice." ”

I blinked and exclaimed, "He's your apprentice?!"

"Yes, yes. Not only can I survive the minions of the beast, but I also have the courage to save me. If I don't take him as a disciple, I will have a troubled conscience. Feng Qingyi spread her hands helplessly, but her voice was very happy.

I simply jumped on the railing and sat down, looking at him happily: "How is it? This little disciple should have a good talent, right?"

Feng Qingyi suddenly stretched out his hand towards me, but he stretched half and slowly put it down, coughing lightly: "You're still worried about me falling, you're the one who is easier to fall, right?" ”

"I'm not the same person I used to be, not only can I train a dragon, but my martial arts are also wrong, do you want to try?" I deliberately raised my chin at him.

It's a strange feeling, but it's relaxing. There is no burden, no embarrassment, the two of us are like old friends who have known each other for many years, laughing and talking about the world under the moon, and complaining from time to time that things don't go well.

From the time he said that he wanted to be Jing Shuo's godfather, I felt this way, some things no longer existed, and from fetters and bitterness sublimated into a precious friendship that was bitter and sweet.

Presumably, the fox also felt the same way, so he pulled Gao Yanli to drink himself happily, and sang the song of Wolong Valley there like a child. We are a group of people who have lived and died together, and friendship has long been in the blood.