Although Ling Luo had a joking quarrel with Yu Lie, the expression on his face gradually darkened, and in addition to sneaking into the Jinyu military camp tomorrow to find out the news, Ling Luo also had to do one thing, that is, to confirm the true identity of the silver-faced man.

Ling Luo's mind flashed Xiao Ziyu's peerless face, such a clear face seemed to be engraved on her heart with a sharp knife, even if it was a long time passed, it would not be erased, but the scar would never heal, it would only make her breathe with irrepressible pain.

If that silver-faced man wasn't Xiao Ziyu, Ling Luo could kill this guy who hurt the blue without hesitation, but if he was really Ziyu, Ling Luo didn't know what he would become.

Ling Luo's long silence made Yu Lie think that she would not answer her question at all, but in the next second, a small head appeared on her shoulder, and the fresh fragrance belonging to Ling Luo's body rushed into her nose, which was a light and soft taste.

"I'm afraid, I'm really afraid." Ling Luo's voice seemed to have come down from the Nine Heavens, as soulless as nothingness, but it made people feel the sadness and fear in her heart from the bottom of her heart.

Originally, if Yu Lie had caught such an opportunity, he would have laughed at Ling Luo, and said with a strange sarcasm, "I didn't expect your guts to be so small", but when he really saw Ling Luo curled up in a ball like a frightened little beast, his heart actually felt pity.

After being stunned for a long time, Yu Lie unnaturally reached out to touch Ling Luo's back, stiffly followed her breathing, and learned the appearance of his mother in his memory to soothe Ling Luo's depressed mood, "It's okay." ”

In this way, in this noisy night when even the wind blows, two figures, one big and one small, snuggled up to each other on the grass, each of them regarded each other as a harbor and dependence, so as to calm and tranquillity their wounded hearts......

When Yu Lie woke up the next day, the sky was already completely bright, and he didn't have any other reaction except for feeling a little sore all over his body, and he didn't even feel the slightest chill on his body, and when he got up and looked at it, he found that in addition to the clothes he was wearing, he was also wearing a moon-white robe that looked very familiar, which was the one Ling Luo wore last night.

Yu Lie sat up and looked around and didn't see Ling Luo's shadow, but saw the handwriting on the sand next to him with a tree branch - brother sleeps slowly, sister, I'll go first!

When Yu Lie saw this character, he had already thought of Ling Luo's cunning fox-like expression, his brows were slightly furrowed, but the corners of his mouth began to rise uncontrollably, holding the slender robe and muttering, "Old woman! ”

At this time, Ling Luo was preparing to sneak into the Jinyu military camp with all kinds of things, but she suddenly sneezed coldly, she rubbed the tip of her upturned nose with the back of her hand, muttered something, and continued to pack her bags.

After everything was cleaned up, Ling Luo sat quietly on the chair and looked at a small bottle in her hand, which was the poison she had specially asked Su Yi to make when she left the palace-Drunken Dream Xianlin.

Listening to the name, you know that this is not a deadly poison that seals the throat with blood, the toxicity of the drunken dream fairy is not violent, but it will make the poisoned person lose his strength and coma, spend a month in the dream, as long as he takes the antidote within the time of the coma, he can restore his health.