Chapter 3: Falling Flowers Are Like People Falling from Buildings (2)

She looked at the crowd gathered downstairs, some people shouted in fright, some people disdained and disdainful, and the people chasing behind her cried and shouted at her to let her down, she turned around and smiled, and resolutely climbed the railing. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

She slowly let go of her hand, standing straight on the railing like a lonely tree, her torn clothes unable to cover her weak body. She looked up at the vast blue sky, the idle floating clouds, and a childlike innocent smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Before she jumped, she was still complaining, but she was finally free, although it was in this tragic way in exchange for my unfettered broken heart.

She fell sharply with her head down, her arms outstretched like a beautiful goldfish about to burst into the sea. Looking below, the adults shouted loudly, and the children covered their eyes and hid behind their mothers in fear.

A young man wearing a cloak and a gauze hat suddenly burst out from a distance, and he took three steps and two steps to nimbly slip through the gap in the crowd and went straight to the observation tower, jumped up, and flew towards the hall with the help of the branches of several thick willow trees in front of the door.

He unleashed the black cloak that was draped behind him, like a dim rain cloud, enveloping the falling body of the dragon. The boy wrapped his arms around her slender waist with one hand and tugged at the corners of the cloak with the other, using the open cloak to ease the descent speed. She lay unharmed on her back in the crook of his arm.

The wind blew the young man's cloak and clothes, making the young man as chic as a walk in the clouds.

She tilted her head slightly and looked at the boy with an unbelievable look as if she had seen a god, but unfortunately the young man wore a heavy black gauze hat on his head to cut off her vision. A warm current rose in her heart, rushing to the top of her head, as if she had just tasted an intoxicating wine.

When the two landed safely, the young man released his hand that was clenching the corner of the cloak in time, dragged the back of her head, and half-knelt on the ground and carefully held her upper body, lest she be injured in the slightest. The wind that came up from the ground lifted the corner of the black gauze hat, revealing half of the young man's beautiful and thin side face, and the scene that could never be forgotten fell on her eyes for only a moment, but in her heart it stopped for a whole life.

She sat up with the help of the boy's hand, and a fallen leaf swirled in the air and landed at her feet, and she remembered that it was autumn. The autumn wind was slightly cold, and the clothes on her upper body were already torn, and she folded her hands around her chest and shrunk her neck.

The people around were silent, not saying a word, but they did not have the slightest intention of dispersing, but surrounded them more tightly.

Facing the eyes of the world, thinking of his past decentness and his current embarrassment, he was almost half-naked, and he was ashamed, moved his hands up to cover his cheeks, and whimpered and cried sadly.

The young man had already walked a few steps back, and when he heard her suppressed cry, he suddenly felt a sense of sadness in his heart as a poor person at the end of the world. He sighed and turned back to her, untying his cloak from his body and placing it on her shoulder, barely covering her torso.

He gently tidied up her scattered hair, and persuaded softly: "Girl, in the past, Fan Zixuan of the Jin Dynasty was eight years old, and he accidentally injured his finger when picking vegetables in the backyard, and people asked, 'Pain?' But he replied, 'It is not for pain, but the skin of the body is hairy, and I dare not hurt it.'" Eight-year-old children still know that there are clouds in the "Book of Filial Piety": the body is skinned, and the parents who receive it dare not damage it, and the beginning of filial piety is also. How can you despise yourself and commit such a respheming act? Ants still steal, let alone you and me? I hope you will cherish it more in the future, and don't kill yourself again. ”

Everyone still silently gave way to the young man, and he walked away, looking at the lonely and desolate back of the young man like a hero of the end of the world, and the tears that fell were shattered.

The young man turned out of the winding alley, walked towards Suzaku Street, passed a street corner, a group of eleven or twelve-year-old teenagers ran in a hurry in front of him, and excitedly called friends and friends as he ran: "Hey, there is a lively and beautiful thing in front, two martial arts masters are fighting, go and see." ”

"It seems that there is a woman among them, and her kung fu is amazing."

"It's really fake, let's take a look."

"You start by saying who you bet on."

"Then I'll have to take a look first."

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The lively chatter of the children was still floating in the air, but the people disappeared in front of the teenager like a gust of rain. The young man shook his head helplessly, and then smiled happily - what a good age, carefree and full of vitality, once upon a time, he was the same. A blooming daisy on the side of the road has begun to decline, and the green years can't escape the stars and things, and everything will inevitably end up.

At the end of the alley was a narrow exit, and after the exit was the Suzaku Street, which suddenly opened up, and the boy was getting closer and closer to the last exit, and a bunch of chaotic footsteps broke through the narrow line of sight in front of the boy, and then two inextricable colors of the battle appeared—because the two of them changed their bodies and footsteps too quickly, and only flashed for a short moment at the entrance of the street facing the boy, and what fell into the boy's eyes was a mixed and entangled red and cyan color. The boy was amazed, and in his struggle with the limits of vision, he could vaguely distinguish one of the figures, which made him unbelievable.

He flew almost all the way with light skills.

Suzaku Street is a hundred times more noisy than in the past, and the faces of the onlookers who are accustomed to living a routine life are full of enthusiasm, and people seem to be watching the annual light show that can only be witnessed when they are on the Yuan Lantern Festival, and they are watching every move in the middle of the street with great interest, and some of them even shout excitedly: "This is even more exciting than the street performances on the rivers and lakes." ”

The young man mixed in the crowd was completely contrary to their ideas - this was even more dangerous than meeting a poisonous snake and beast: the fiery and delicate woman in red held a long whip with gold thread and a man in green clothes who was cold and cold, and a man in green clothes who was dancing a silver pole paper fan fought endlessly.

To the boy's surprise, the man in Tsing Yi deliberately slowed down at the key point, obviously wanting to let her go, but the reckless and competitive woman in red not only did not appreciate it but seemed to be provoked, and the whip was aimed at the enemy's vital nail like a sword, which was extremely fierce.

Seeing that his kindness was regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs, the man in Tsing Yi was angry, leaned sideways, and went all the way forward, found a certain place of the whip and made a move to hit the snake three inches, and picked it with a silver fan, and the menacing whip collapsed softly like a defeated rooster.

The woman in red was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but the man did not stop, opened the fan horizontally, and stabbed her throat head-on, this time he was really merciless.

In desperation, the boy jumped out, grabbed the girl's left arm, and happened to jump out from the other side of the crowd, grabbed the girl's right arm, and the two worked together to rescue the girl, the speed was staggering.

In order to hide people's eyes, the girl in red sprinkled a handful of white powder in the air when she was leaving. Everyone fell into a white fog in an instant, and when the fog dissipated, there was no trace of anyone else in the center of the street except for the lively crowd, which was extremely strange.

The three of them rushed to a narrow alley where no one was around, and the girl in red shook off the hands of the two people holding her arms with a slight anger in her wake, jumped a few steps back, her hands were in a protective state, and said sharply: "Who are you, report your name quickly, whether you are an enemy or a friend, and show the true face of Lushan." ”

The two turned around, one uncovered the black gauze hat on his head, and the other ripped off the mask on his face, and blurted out at the same time: "It's me!" ”