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Gordon ran into the thick shadows of the trees in the garden area, his steps already vague, and several tendons were torn. He climbed a date palm tree, leaning back to its branches, trying to suppress his breath.

This area is a residential area for the wealthy, with lush greenery, flowers, and snow-white vaulted mansions. Every house erected a tall, sharp brass fence with bells. The yard is home to fierce dogs with large calves, and there are private guards who stay awake all night and patrol back and forth.

Gordon wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and glanced over the surrounding houses. He had to find a place to stay to recuperate, and several bones in his back were broken, and his internal organs were shaken, and he vomited several mouthfuls of blood. The wound in the lower abdomen cracked again, and blood oozed out of the bandage.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise from above.

Gordon looked up and saw a duplex mansion next to the trees, bathed in dappled moonlight. The balcony on the second floor stretched out, just above his head. If you stand up straight, your arms are barely reaching the edge of the balcony.

The doorway "squeaked" and the door to the balcony was pushed open a little halfway. A graceful shadow cast on the balcony, moving lightly, swaying by the moonlight.

Gordon curled up and tucked into the canopy, the cool ice chrysanthemum dagger sliding out of his cuffs. Shadow should be a woman, kidnap her as a hostage first, and then hide in the mansion to recuperate?

"Soldier, who told you to come here?" The woman suddenly stopped, crossed her waist with a smile, and looked at Gordon condescendingly, and saw through his position at a glance.

Gordon was slightly stunned, and the ice chrysanthemum dagger shrank into his cuffs. The woman's words are actually a line, which comes from a popular folk love drama "I Carried My Husband to Bed". When the male and female protagonists met for the first time, the heroine stood on the balcony on the second floor and read out this popular love dialogue.

"It was a sore rib that I had lost that called me to this place. She was right in front of her, on the edge of the night in full bloom. Even if I was silent, I could hear the waves she stirred up in my heart. Gordon whispered the following lines, testing the woman's reaction.

"How many beauties have you said such things to you?" The woman shook her head and read out the next line of dialogue familiarly.

Gordon was silent, it turned out that this was a noble lady who was obsessed with love and fantasy. Maybe he can use a little ** means to impress the woman to be obedient, the family has taught him these things, but he has never practiced it himself.

Gordon stood up, leaned against the treetops, and said affectionately: "There may have been before, but there will never be again, and the sweet temptation of the devil will not make me change my mind." You are the happiness I have been looking for, my most precious tears, the rib I can never let go. ”

The woman laughed deliciously: "Soldier, are you really in love with me?" It is important to know that love is an unpredictable flame that only incinerates moths that flutter around. You must know that love is a cold and sharp sword, which only pierces the soft heart. It is important to know that love is a strong and lonely cage, which only binds the wings of freedom. ”

"But I am willing, burned by you, stabbed by you, and bound by you!"

"You're going to hate me sooner or later."

"There is no substitute for love."

"No, that's just for now. The wind of time will blow everything away. ”

"I swear—"

"Oaths will also be blown away by the wind."

"Then I will become the wind and carry you with me forever. I don't have a horse, but if you are willing to cross the mountains with me across the farthest seas in the world, my love is our horse. ”

The woman hooked her fingers at Gordon below, and read the last line of the play: "Then why haven't you come up yet?" ”

Gordon jumped to his feet, put his palm on the edge of the balcony, and rolled up.

The two looked at each other.

Under the moonlight, the girl's face has a unique beauty. The eyelashes were thick and long, the eyes were large, and the jet-black eyes shone with wild fire. Her lips are slightly thicker, but they are wonderfully contoured, cherry red in color, and the corners of her mouth look a little sly when the corners of her mouth are slightly upturned. It is emerald colored, smooth and straight, as if you can smell the fragrance of leaves. The most special thing is her ears, which are pointed and slender, with tiny white hairs like dandelions.

It's a forest spirit! Probably about twenty years old. To be precise, she's more like a descendant of a hybrid of humans and forest spirits.

Gordon was surprised, and grasped the dagger in his sleeve alertly.

The forest spirits belong to the spirit class and live in the boundless forests of the fairy domain all year round. Mori Jing is beautiful and moving, can sing and dance, and is proficient in literature, painting, musical instruments, sculpture...... Almost all of them are masters of the arts. In addition, Mori Jing's martial arts skills should not be underestimated. They are good at light and fast sword dance, and archery is even more superb, and Itanharu, one of the top ten masters in the world, is a pure-blooded forest spirit.

Mori Sei is very popular in human society, especially among the aristocracy, and is often invited to perform at festivals and festivals. They are arrogant and innocent, and they are easy to get along with when they get acquainted, but Mori Sei hardly intermarries with humans. They have a long lifespan, and even the most ordinary forest spirits can live for a thousand years. If you love a human being, sooner or later you will be widowed.

"Soldier, surprised?" The girl glanced at Gordon's leggings and leather boots, and the corners of her mouth curled up again.

Gordon said, "Yes, I didn't expect to meet a beautiful forest spirit at such a midnight. He couldn't help but secretly wonder, how could a forest spirit live in a city close to the desert?

"It's only half of the Mori Spirit." The girl said in a playful tone, "Seriously, I'm surprised that you can recite such a large piece of dramatic dialogue." You don't look like a soldier of the Sand Fox tribe at all, and even less if you pull your fake beard off. ”

Gordon's heart skipped a beat, and his gaze swept over the other's delicate throat, and the dagger almost pierced out. But he can't figure out the details of the girl, so he will never act rashly. "Miss, I never said I was." He freely tore off his beard, peeled off the propolis flour on his face, and restored his original face.

"Oh!" The girl whistled softly, "Beautiful boy, you hit me like a bolt of lightning, will you be my lover?" I will cover your windowsill with fiery roses. ”

Gordon paused for a moment, and the girl suddenly smiled like a charming wild cat: "Don't be sentimental, I'm just reading a dramatic dialogue, I don't like your little white face." Well, you're hurt, why don't you come to bed and lie down? She beckoned to Gordon, the jeweled bracelet on her wrist shining.

Without waiting for Gordon to speak, she turned lightly and walked back to the room first, kicking the thing lying on the ground under the bed with a quiet and agile motion.