The original blue face flushed, and it seemed that they had indeed drunk a lot. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

The moonlight quietly shone on the table and shone in the wine glass of Wuhanjiang.

Tong Guan poured him another glass, his movements were both gentle and gentle, elegant as the bright moon illuminating the night, and tactful as the clouds that quietly covered the bright moon.

Even the moonlight was a little drunk, Wu Hanjiang happily picked up the wine glass, raised it, and suddenly stopped.

At some point, a reflection suddenly appeared in the clear wine glass, and a face like white porcelain rippled in the glass.

As soon as the wine glass in Wu Hanjiang's hand touched the corner of his lips, he suddenly stopped, and when he turned his head, he saw a little girl in a gorgeous costume.

The little girl was still exactly the same as that day, and her appearance was simply purer than that of an angel.

On the battlefield that day, in order to save her, Long Xi missed the perfect opportunity to assassinate Mu Tuo.

And what surprised Wu Hanjiang deeply was not her angelic face, nor her exotic clothes.

His gaze slowly moved down the little girl's face, finally resting on one of her tiny feet.

What really surprised Wu Hanjiang was these beautiful feet: these dexterous little feet walked behind him without making a sound, how could her steps be so light?

Where is that beastly insight?

You must know that even Tan Jingjing, who is very good at light skills, can't escape Wu Hanjiang's ears, but this seemingly ordinary little girl is ......

He took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and stared up at the little girl's ice-like cheek without blinking, the light in his eyes suddenly dissipating and converging.

No one knows what he's thinking......

Time is like moonlight, and the moonlight flows quietly like water in the eyes of Wuhanjiang......

"Why don't you drink it, is Wu Daxia drunk?" Tong Guan suddenly noticed something strange.

Wu Hanjiang suddenly woke up, the look in his eyes stabilized, and he looked down at the wine glass in his hand, and the reflection in the wine glass was slightly rippling again.

He gently placed the unfinished wine on the table, and immediately removed his hand from the wine glass, as if giving up a poisonous steamed bun.

sighed, the expression on his face did not change, but he couldn't help it in his heart: "Is it true that I am so drunk that I can't even hear the footsteps of a little girl?"

Tong Guan saw him put down his wine glass, "Why didn't Wu Daxia drink it?"

"It is said that alcohol makes people slow to react and feel out of order, which seems to be true", Wu Hanjiang said to himself.

Tong Guan didn't hear clearly, and said with a smile: "What happened to Wu Daxia just now?"

Wu Hanjiang raised his head and was about to speak, but saw another person.

Wang Dujun hurriedly walked over from a distance, although his hair was a little gray, but the whole person gave people a very spiritual feeling.

Tong Guan also saw it, and hurriedly greeted: "It turned out to be Wang Dujun."

Wang Dujun looked at Tong Guan, then at Wu Hanjiang, unconsciously aimed at his broken arm, and said solemnly: "Tong Senjun and Wu Daxia are actually drinking here, which is really admirable."

Wu Hanjiang frowned slightly, "Admire?"

Wang Dujun smiled naturally, "That's, on a killing night like this, who would have the courage to come out and drink?"

Tong Guan groaned, "You mean that ......", Wang Dujun had intercepted his words, and said, "Of course, it is the evil ghost who specializes in cutting off people's heads."

Tong Guan immediately laughed and said: "There is nothing to be afraid of here with Wu Daxia, have you forgotten the fast sword of that day."

No one can forget the demeanor of Wuhanjiang drawing his sword on the battlefield that day, and he can't forget his fast sword, which has long been legendary in the army like a myth.

But what he really can't forget should be Mu Tuo, in his heart, is Wu Hanjiang a ghost?

Wang Dujun's eyes lit up and then disappeared suddenly, because he unconsciously glanced at Wu Hanjiang's broken arm, and muttered, "But now...... Now ......".

Wu Hanjiang straightened up and continued: "But now that I am a wasted person, I am afraid that I will not be able to protect myself."

"Exactly", Wang Dujun almost blurted out.

Tong Guan's face also darkened a lot, and he didn't know how to speak for a while, Wang Dujun suddenly remembered something, and said happily: "Fortunately, there is also a dragon prince, I heard that his martial arts are also very good."

Tong Guan's expression suddenly cleared, and he said, "That's it, isn't there still Longxi?"

His eyes stopped on Wu Hanjiang's face, and he hesitated, "I don't know how Longxi's martial arts compare to Wu Daxia?"

When Wu Hanjiang heard this, his heart was cold, but he couldn't tell why this feeling arose, he looked at Tong Guan silently, this gentle and kind general seemed to be different from what he thought in his heart.

Tong Guan was still looking at him, as if he wanted to know the answer.

Wu Hanjiang shook his head and said firmly: "I'm not as good as him", Tong Guan's eyes were still looking at him, as if he couldn't believe it.

Wu Hanjiang then added, "Even if I don't break my arm, I will never be his opponent."

How could the dignified Wu Daxia say such a thing, where did the Wu Hanjiang who refused to admit defeat even to death go?

Tong Guan finally looked away from his compelling gaze, a warm smile appeared on his face again, and he suddenly said, "What is the matter with Wang Dujun?"

Wang Dujun stretched out his hand and said, "Is that her?"

"She?" Tong Guan frowned, and suddenly laughed: "Isn't she Haruko's little sister......?

"That's it, that's why Long Gongzi couldn't find her, so he asked me to look around", he said, and urged.

The little girl didn't seem to see him, and still stared at Wu Hanjiang without blinking, staring at the broken arm to be precise.

Wang Dujun kept urging, and said, "Why don't you go back, strange, what are you doing here? How dangerous ......"

Haruko still ignored him, his eyes still stayed on Wu Hanjiang's broken arm, and after a long time, Wu Hanjiang said, "What are you doing?"

The little girl finally spoke: "What a pity."

Wu Hanjiang didn't understand, frowned and said, "What's a pity? By the way, it turns out that you are not dumb."

Qingzi said coldly: "It's really disappointing", then turned around and walked back, Wang Dujun followed behind, and muttered: "You little girl, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, do you know how dangerous it is?"

The whole body shivered, trembling and looking around, and then said, "I really don't know that unlucky ghost has been beheaded tonight?"

At night, under the moonlight, the whole world was bright, and the little girl's body was covered with a soft light, and under this light curtain, no one could see her figure clearly.

She resembles a ghost......

Back in the room, Wang Dujun lit a candle for her, and the cool breeze outside the window swayed the candle flame.

Wang Dujun turned back and closed the window again, waiting for him to come back and prepare to walk out.

A pair of old eyes suddenly widened as big as lanterns, and radiated a light brighter than a lantern.

Haruko's clothes had been taken off at some point, and her petite jade body was immediately wrapped in soft candle flames.

Although she only took off her coat on the outside, the tulle on the inside did not seem to cover anything, and Wang Dujun seemed to have forgotten that she was a little girl who had not grown up, and the light in her eyes was not bright and she was a thief.

More manic than a thief staring at gold and silver treasures.

The little girl is usually wrapped in thick clothes and really can't see that her figure is also very good, although she does not have the charm of a mature woman, but she can hook the soul of any man, her cheeks are as beautiful as an angel, who can escape the palm of an angel.

Her hand was still fiddling in her clothes, the thin wrist veins were clearly visible, and Wang Dujun's mouth was so dry that he couldn't speak, he swallowed hard, and walked over slowly.

As soon as he walked over, he quickly got up, and his body seemed to be filled with infinite vitality.

His hand quickly grabbed Haruko's waist and immediately pulled her down on the table, Haruko's hand was still fumbling in her clothes, seemingly unconcerned.

Wang Dujun gasped and wanted to lock up her disobedient little hand, but the little girl fumbled for a long time and finally stopped.

Wang Dujun pulled her hand out, gasped, and said, "What are you doing?"

A long sword like jade was slowly drawn from the little girl's clothes, Haruko held the white hilt, a glint flashed in her eyes, and a head rolled down.

Overseer's body seemed to be moving, and the blood had not yet escaped from his skull, which had rolled on the ground.

The candle flame stopped flickering, the window was opened again, and Haruko had wrapped her gaudy clothes around her, along with her long sword like white jade.

Although the moonlight outside the window was bright, it was by no means comparable to the light of the sword.

When this light came up, the entire starry sky lost its brilliance.