Chapter Seventy-Nine: The Unspeakable Mind

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The clear liquor trickled down the corners of her mouth, down her smooth skin, and into the soft armor that wrapped her chest around her abdomen, and there was a strange silence between the two.

"Heartless Brother ......"

She burst into a voice, breaking the silence between the two.

"How?" He grabbed the mouth of the wine jar and drank it in his mouth, and when he heard her soft call, he turned his head, her eyes were distant, and there was a smile on her face, and the sigh of regret revealed the sorrow and tenderness that he had secretly peeked at for a year.

"The day of the nurse's sacrifice is coming." Before I knew it, it was almost a year, and when I thought back to the time when I snuggled up to Leng Wuxin's side, I couldn't help but feel funny.

"Before you know it."

"I want to go back and see, the nurse's ashes...... I was buried in that courtyard. She suddenly wanted to cry, and remembered the illusion in her mind, the nurse did not die, and after ten years, the days with the nurse by her side made it more and more difficult for her to let go.

Leng Wuxin grabbed the wine jar, and the concubine laughed at the wine and drank it under the valley period, but the two of them poured it into their mouths like drinking boiled water, the former cultivated profoundly, and the latter was talented.

Her fair cheeks were rendered with a layer of crimson, and she drank on her face, and the puff was less sentimental than just now, and more silly.

"If there is really a rebirth, Brother Wuxin, maybe I will trample those who trample on me directly under my feet like in my dreams."

"Everything in the illusion is so real, so real that I now think of the unbelievable look in the nurse's eyes when she looks at me, and I feel pain."

Listening to her low voice, Leng Wuxin put the wine jar aside, looking at the dark sky, there was no starlight.

"Don't let yourself regret it, if you like someone, chase it."

"Do whatever you want!" If you don't deliberately pursue it, once you set foot in the real world, the years are long, how can you care about this overnight?

Gentleness poured another sip of wine, obviously not drunk but seemed to be drunk.

"Don't regret it like I do."

Gently and suspiciously, he turned his head to look at Leng Wuxin, who just raised his head and looked into the distance, his dark eyes revealing a gloomy look.

She asked curiously, "Brother Wuxin, did you say anything just now?" ”

"Nope." Gentle was suspicious, and saw that he didn't seem to be willing to mention it.

She gave the wine jar and said loudly: "Brother Wuxin, I respect you gently." ”

"You Nizi." Leng Wuxin saw her smile, still the kind of temperament that was not rendered by the vulgar, probably this is a special treatment she gave him.

He also learned from her to pour wine into her mouth, and after a while, the two of them finished the wine, gently holding their little faces, and smiling a little silly: "Brother Wuxin, do you remember the first night we spent on the mountain?" That night was like there wasn't a single star in the sky tonight......"

Leng Wuxin listened to her voice, and his thoughts drifted back to the past.

"Heartless, look at these two stars, how close they are, just like us."

"Wuxin, you idiot, these two stars are actually very far away, maybe they can't see each other, let alone know each other's existence."

"No heart, you must survive, only by living can there be hope."

He swallowed the liquor violently, but Wen Rou was taken aback: "Brother Wuxin! What happened to you? ”

She watched him drink all the jars of wine, the cold moonlight spilled on his body, she clearly saw a tear stain in the corner of his eye, what's wrong with him brother Wuxin?

"Brother Wuxin, don't scare me." looked at him gently and nervously, and became worried when he saw his gaffe of wanting to soak himself in the wine jar.

Leng Wuxin grabbed the wine jar, and suddenly, the wine jar burst open, the wine fragrance of the concubine's smile spread in the air, and the wine in the wine jar wet his clothes, and it was also stained with gentle clothes.

"I'm sorry to scare you." He was woken up by the wine, his undulating expression eased, he turned around gently, stretched out his hand, and held Leng Wuxin in his arms, her voice was so gentle, and said softly: "Brother Wuxin, if there is anything, you can tell Gentle, it's too uncomfortable to hold in your heart, Gentle hopes that Brother Wuxin can also be happy." ”

His whole person calmed down, his obsidian-like eyes were deep, reflecting this alluring face, she was getting more and more beautiful, and she had more and more capital to affect people's hearts.

Her throat rolled, her face was close, her eyelashes flickered, her eyes were full of tenderness, as her name suggests......

"I'm fine." He hurriedly turned his face away and took a deep breath.

Wen Wen didn't notice his abnormality at all, but he was playing tricks, probably because he had something on his mind.

She reached out and patted him on the back slowly, all as if they were taken for granted.

"Brother Wuxin, you have to be good, as long as you are happy, even if you want to be gentle and kill all over the world, you will do it gently."

"Are you a fool?" For the first time, he felt deep guilt and distress, he just wanted to find a qualified successor, and getting such a well-behaved person was a blessing he had accumulated in his previous life.

Gentle puffed out her cheeks and flattened her mouth: "Brother Wuxin, Gentle is very urban now, okay?" Where is stupid? ”

That's how stupid it is......

Leng Wuxin couldn't help but be amused by her, and the sadness that was filled by memories before disappeared all at once, and he patted her head: "Silly Nizi, men and women don't kiss." ”

"Stuck in small things, how can the body and mind be chic?" She winked at him, but let go of her hand and sat down beside him.

Leng Wuxin urged the true qi to dry the clothes, he knocked on the gentle forehead, even if it was very light, the gentle still pretended to be very painful, and covered his forehead aggrievedly: "Brother Wuxin, why are you hitting the gentle head again, you will be stupid." ”

"Really? Then let's test whether you are stupid or not, I will ask the question, and you will answer. ”

"Who is afraid of whom, what if I answer?"

"If you answer, I will promise you one condition in the future."

"Is it okay to have any conditions?"

In the face of her smile, his heart was stirred by her smile, like a clear spring bubbling through his heart, washing away all his negative emotions.

Enjoying the comfort of the moment, he nodded heavily: "If you lose, you also owe me a condition." ”

"I'm not going to lose!" She replied with a smile, and as she spoke, she took out another jar of wine from the Qiankun bag and handed it to Leng Wuxin, "This time you have to drink it slowly, otherwise I won't have it either!" ”

"Silly Nizi." He looked at her helplessly, she shrugged her shoulders, and the moonlight shone on her body, highlighting her softness, no rigidity, no ruthlessness, just like the fifth lady of the Wen family who only wanted a comfortable life.

Leng Wuxin took a deep breath and slapped off the sealing mud of the wine jar, and suddenly the air was filled with a mellow and rich aroma of wine.

"First question, how many races are there in the Savage Lands?"

"There are thirty-three thousand six hundred and twenty-one in all, of which nine thousand seventy-three were exterminated in the war ten thousand years ago." Gentle and affirmative, she knows a lot about the wilderness.

"The second question, it is difficult to write the heart on the pen, so that the pen stops here, there are pairs in the future, it is difficult to meet after being ruthless, the pomegranate blossoms are slowly red, the ice water is slowly thickened, as long as the hearts of the two remain unchanged, one day they will meet. Guess the eight words. ”

"Guess the word?" Gentleness didn't see anyone answer, but when I turned my head, I saw that he seemed to be in deep thought, and his expression was a little sad.

She took a sip of wine, which was more like a parting poem than a word guessing topic.

She didn't have to think about it, she had a number in her heart, but she looked at him for a moment but couldn't speak.

"Can't think of it?" He woke up from a dream and realized that he had deserted again, he glanced sideways at Gentle, she put down the wine jar that she was about to continue drinking, and sighed faintly: "The white head and the old love are in line with these eight words, brother Wuxin, I'm afraid you have someone in your heart~"

The tone of her voice was exactly the same as that of the person back then, and his heart throbbed violently, and his face was distorted in almost pain, but this pain had been painful for thousands of years, and he was used to it.

"Brother Wuxin, my answer is correct, right?"

"Right...... That's right. ”

"Do you want to keep guessing?" The gentle mood is a little lonely, is it that the more you love someone, the more you like to torture yourself with feelings?

Leng Wuxin saw her worry in her eyes, and saw the pile of three jars of wine at her feet, he was also a little bitter, and pretended to be bland: "I'm fine." ”

"Then you remember that you owe me a condition~" She smiled extraordinarily brightly, comparable to the bright starlight.

He reached out and touched the lovely woman beside him, and she raised the corners of her mouth and bent her eyes.

"Brother Wuxin, when this matter is over, will you accompany me back to Tianzhou City?"

"Okay."

"Brother Wuxin, you must be happy, okay?"

"Okay."

"Brother Wuxin, are you stupid?"

"Good...... You're big, little Nizi has learned to yin me now! Leng Wuxin suddenly came to his senses, and looked at Gentle with a smile and a smile, the latter "fluttered" and hurriedly covered his mouth.

Leng Wuxin pretended to pounce over, but saw that she hurriedly blocked it with a wine jar, and blinked innocently: "Brother Wuxin, there is a pig who likes to ask why, do you know why?" ”

"Why?" He was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously replied.

Gentleness couldn't help but smile: "Because you are the pig!" ”

She leaned back with a smile, and Leng Wuxin immediately reacted: "You say I'm a pig? ”

"Haha~" She was a little drunk, she was drunk later, and the wine was much heavier than the concubine's smile, smiling stupidly, and her head was crooked.

Leng Wuxin saw that she was drunk at a glance, hurriedly supported her, and fell asleep leaning on his chest with a gentle smirk, and did not forget to murmur: "Brother Wuxin, it's good to have you......"

"Silly Nizi......" Leng Wuxin stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched her cold cheeks, and he also smiled.