Furukawa had been waiting here for half a day and twelve hours, but he had not seen anyone return.

Caicai and Tujue have not returned since they went out to investigate, I don't know what they were tripped up, Huo Yue'er was beaten away by herself, and Zhou Yi went to chase and never returned, I don't know if I chased it.

Furukawa only felt cold, and sighed secretly in his heart: "In the end, he is still alone." ”

There is neither the fear of everyone dispersing, nor the loneliness of being alone, not even a little regret or regret, Furukawa only feels that his heart is blank, and he doesn't know what kind of mood he should hold, and he doesn't know what kind of mood he can hold.

It's like it's not four living people who are not there, but a piece of rubble, and if it's lost, it's lost, and it's not sad or happy.

Furukawa only felt tired and thought to himself, "Is this the price of breaking off feelings?"

As soon as this thought came to mind, Furukawa felt his blood begin to boil again, and Furukawa quickly retracted his thoughts, stopped thinking about it, and prepared to return to the inn.

Doubting oneself is also a feeling, a cowardly feeling.

"Today, there are two or three trees in the head of the river, poor and leafy. An elegant voice came from behind Furukawa.

Furukawa Zhengjue was irritable and had nowhere to vent, when he heard this poem, he turned his head suddenly, saluted first and then soldiers: "Which one is the master." ”

I saw that the person who came was a scholar's face, but he was dressed in a royal grandson, wearing a wisp of golden sea dragon skin, and his face was gentle: "I dare not be a high-ranking driver, but Xiaosheng has a poem to send." "The words are polite and polite.

Furukawa didn't say a word, just looked at him coldly, waiting for him to speak.

"As the saying goes: ordinary hundreds of flowers are in unison, and pear blossoms and whites are picked. Childe Mo was impulsive, so he abruptly abruptly beautidate. The man was still laughing.

When Gu Chuan heard this, he felt more and more irritable, he understood that this person meant to be angry before, and wanted to come and witness the whole process, but he was in a bad mood at this time, and he always felt that the person was mocking him, and forced his anger: "The son is elegant, not like me and other laypeople, Gu doesn't know what you mean, so I will leave." ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, but the man did not stay, but still smiled.

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On the hill, next to the Dingdong spring, in the dilapidated stone house, only a gentle singing voice was heard:

"The lover has not come for a long time, but he hates Jinping Lonely. Haggard and wide-dressed, ask the witch in the empty room. The voice is related, like the pain of lovesickness, after singing, the sound is still spread in the mountains and rivers, endlessly.

After a short rest, the man seemed to feel that his thoughts were too bitter to let go, and he sang:

"If you raise road dust, if the concubine is turbid cement. The ups and downs are different, and when will they be harmonious?"

After the two poems were sung, I heard a woman crying, and listening to her voice, it was obvious that she was not the same person as the woman who was singing.

The singing woman was also alarmed by this cry, and walked out of the stone house, it was a hunchbacked old woman, although her face was wrinkled, but she could still vaguely glimpse her young face, with a white-haired red-capped finch on her shoulder, standing on one leg, looking forward to Shenyi, looking extremely arrogant, surprising that this bird actually had the strength of the imperial realm.

The old woman followed the cry and saw a little woman not far from the spring, with a messy figure, her left leg seemed to be injured, and her posture was different from her right leg, sitting on the ground, crying like a pear blossom with spring rain.

The old woman only sighed when she saw me, not to mention the old slave, she felt compassion, walked over, and asked: "Little girl, why are you so sad." ”

When the little woman saw that it was an old woman, she was unguarded, and she cried and cried for a while before she choked up and replied, "Furukawa! Whining.. It's a shame that I like him so much. ”

The old woman didn't know who Furukawa was, but she still barely pieced together a plot from her intermittent words.

"It should be an infatuated woman who meets a negative man in vain. The old woman thought to herself, and couldn't help but think of her own experience again, and her tone was more gentle and kind: "Little girl, what's your name." ”

"My name is Huo Yue'er, what about you. Huo Yue'er cried for a while, as if she was tired, her crying slowly stopped, turned into sobbing, and a pair of big moist eyes looked curiously at the old woman in front of her.

"I, who has long forgotten my surname, I have nothing to do, and I have a fun name, called the old man who bears the snow. ”

"Old man with snow bearer. Huo Yue'er muttered and repeated, and said, "This name is funny, but it's a little longer." ”

"The little girl is cute, if you are too long, just call me an old woman, anyway, she is already an old pearl yellow, and the empty guard is back. The old man sighed slowly, and his eyes seemed to reflect a reflection, but it disappeared in a flash, with inexplicable sadness.

"Old woman, have you also met a negative man?"

"Negative man... The old man squinted and thought for a while, but the corners of his mouth were filled with a sweet smile, and he looked at it with a little bitterness: "It's not true, but I haven't seen it for a long time." ”

"Since it's not a change of heart, why didn't he come to see you, but let you be alone, old woman?" Huo Yue'er became excited.

"You come with me. The old man didn't answer this question, his eyes flickered a few times, and he beckoned Huo Yue'er to lead him to the stone house.

Huo Yue'er hurriedly got up and followed the old man.

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"Caicai, wait for me to come to the palace, you find a time to run out and report to Gu Gongzi. ”

"I'm afraid it's too late, now only by gathering the strength of the two of us can there be a glimmer of life. Caicai shook her head and looked around, her eyes cold.

Tujue and Caicai stood shoulder to shoulder, supporting each other, both of them were scarred, their clothes and pants were torn, and blood was gurgling out of the wounds, which was black, which showed the depth of the poisoning of the two.

All of them were black figures, bronze armor and iron helmets, holding all kinds of weapons, as if they were waiting for battle, and the aura of slaughter had been condensed into substance.

However, the most feared thing by Caicai and Sudden Jue is the leading four.

Three of them are holding jade-faced iron bone fans, like a kind of weapon, from left to right shoulders in turn holding carvings, sparrows, and crows, all of which are about the fifth or sixth order of the division realm, and there is a faint breath between each other, and the breathing of the three people and three beasts all maintain the same rhythm, thinking that they have practiced a kind of exercise that connects each other.

The person at the front is the appearance of a leader, although he is wearing a purple robe, he has a scar face, a hooligan posture, a pair of muddy eyes can't help but look at Caicai, and his tone is even more rude: "Two little sluts, even the son of the pavilion master dares to kill, don't kneel down quickly, the male chops into rotten meat and feeds it to the dog, the female... He took it as an official prostitute. ”

Caicai's body is a fairy deer, raised since childhood, although it has been sealed by the cannibals, but because it is hidden in the mountains and forests, has never been insulted, innocent and arrogant, listening to the bastard's words, the face is also red, angry, but she does not learn wild language, for a while I don't know how to refuse, only pressed my teeth, angry eyes.

Seeing this, the gangster also put away his thoughts of capturing him alive, and thought: "Although we are on the top, these two people are not weak, if we are forcibly captured alive, there will be no beauty in the imperial city, and she will not be worse." He only said: "Lord Mu said, these two people are not the main culprits, they are just accomplices, and it is useless to keep them, just kill them directly, and give our son a big gift." ”

It turned out that this person was a person under the Mu Wangye, the official worship Ling Yin, who was the confidant of the Mu Wang, who was raised in the fish and salt, and was originally a gangster, so his speech and demeanor were stained with hooligan habits, but his mind was quick, and he was not a big person because of a small death.

"Caicai, you resist for a while, I'll assassinate that person, I see that he has never summoned the spirit beast, I think it is the heart of the enemy, we can take advantage of this. Suddenly whispered at the edge of the color.

Caicai nodded heavily, and her murderous intent had risen.

Suddenly, the two of them flashed brightly, and they directly turned into their bodies, and their feet were like thunder, each walking in one direction.

The three people holding the fan also moved, and the spirit beasts on their shoulders flew together and greeted them.

The ruffian official just smiled slightly, his eyes narrowed into a slit.

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"Black market auction?" Furukawa stood by a notice wall, looked at the notice, and wondered in his heart: "I'm afraid this person is not sick, even if it is a black market, it is still posted so openly." ”

Squeezing out of the crowd, Furukawa looked up at the blue sky and sighed leisurely.

Furukawa has been waiting for two days, but no one has returned, Furukawa doesn't feel sad, but his heart is empty, like he has lost an old bowl, which is not very important, but after a long time, he is still a little embarrassed.

Furukawa is still quite interested in this black market auction, mainly because there are a few lines of annotations written under the notice, one of which says that things can be sold, and Furukawa just has a batch of stored goods that need to be exchanged urgently, that is, the results of the battle in the Soul Eater Layer - a mountain of cranial nuclei.

Furukawa secretly made up his mind in his heart: just waiting is not a way, it is better to sell those cranial nuclei and live a little better for some money.

Who doesn't love wealth and nobility? Furukawa asked himself if he was a layman.

In fact, Furukawa doesn't care much about money, so he spends money lavishly, but now that he is struggling, he is a little unaccustomed to the feeling of spending a lot of money.

Furukawa silently recited the address in his heart and walked in a direction.