Xie Wei woke up in the bumps of the horse, wrapped in a thick cloak, and was tightly bound by an arm around his waist, so that he was saved from being thrown off the horse.

Grabbed his hands twice, wrapped around Jing Xuan's waist, and then opened his eyes.

The trees in the mountains flew by in the corner of the eye, swaying into a verdant shadow.

Xie was stunned for a moment, and slowly sorted out his misty thoughts.

Jing Xuan agreed to her request for the time being, but it still depends on the attitude of the euonymus.

At dawn, Luo reported that he had intercepted the euonymus in the mountains not far away.

Jing Xuan was worried that the euonymus would get out, so he took the worry and chased after him at the moment.

He dragged him out of the bed in a daze, wrapped himself in a thick cloak, and was carried onto the horse.

After running on the rugged mountain road for more than half an hour, she completely came to her senses.

The mountain breeze in the early morning was still a little cool on her face, she couldn't help but shrink her neck, lowered her head, and buried herself in Jing Xuan's arms.

Jing Xuan didn't bow his head, but he noticed that the villain in his arms knew Suosuo's movements, and couldn't help but hook his lips.

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At the col, two sword guards stood with their hands in their hands, a sword lying across the ground between the two, and the grass swayed next to the snowy blade.

Euonymus had no intention of escaping.

Standing in front of him was a brilliant swordsmith, and if he wanted to escape from his hands, he would surely pick up his sword.

But no matter how thick-skinned he was, he really didn't have the face to pick up a sword that had been discarded.

In this world, the sword that has been discarded, the promises that have been broken, and the blood that has been shed are all irreparable.

"Madame." Barberry bowed slightly.

Finally it came, for an inconsequential explanation.

Euonymus also raised its head.

The girl reflected in the eyebrows is weak and slender.

She was wrapped in a thick dark cyan brocade cloak, with her black hair draped over her shoulders like a waterfall, one hand still on the stirrup, and the other hand on the placket, slightly bowed. His lips opened and closed slightly, and he didn't know what to say to Jing Xuan.

Then, she looked up, her pale face lined with a dark blue color. It's like three springs of snow.

Euonymus was stunned, and smiled at him.

Plain and elegant, the world is discolored.

This demeanor is so leisurely, as if it comes from an immortal country where there is no killing and conquest.

The healed woman reclined on the long case and sang to the sound of the harp. It's like a Xiang Ling. Xiong Xin once described to him that the doctor who had treated him.

She was like a ball of pure snow, facing the bloody earth beneath her feet, and spun down without any disgust.

"I have a life-saving grace for you."

It seemed to listen to her softly again.

The grace of saving her life came out of her mouth softly and skillfully, and she did not mean to repay her kindness at all.

Xie Wei took a few steps forward, Jing Xuan stood in one place, and Barberry consciously took two steps back.

"Euonymus." Xie Wei bent his eyebrows, his eyes were not waveless, "What words did my brother use to persuade him?" ”

Euonymus was stunned again. The plain healer? It seems to have been said that good birds choose trees to perch, and those who know the times are handsome?

But what is the current situation?

In this troubled world, isn't it true that whoever is strong will be able to live?

"It's not." Xie Wei shook his head, as if answering his question.

Not only to be strong, but also to have a pair of eyes, see through the wind and clouds, and look for opportunities.

It's like Fan Li retired. Boat into the Five Lakes.

Live up to the world, live up to your family and country, and live up to yourself.

Euonymus repeats itself in my mind, doesn't it?

That's right, too. And the righteousness he upheld as a swordsman......

He was entrusted by his son-in-law Lan Da on the day of the city to protect the bear's heart, and this promise cannot be borne in this life.

Therefore, he has no spare life to repay the life-saving grace that relieved his worries.

"Healing, life-saving. The spear should be rewarded with grass. Euonymus arched his hand, took a step back, and bowed deeply.

"The Yue Nu died of illness, and it is not what I want to see. However, the doctor can do something and can't do something, and this so-called 'do your best and obey the destiny of heaven' is not a human thing that can be violated. Xie Wu said lightly, and took out a thin small scroll from his sleeve with one hand and sandwiched it between his fingers, "This scroll records the traces of the bear's heart, and if the spear can hold the sword and grab it, it can go by itself." ”

The small silk scroll was not as thick as the knuckles, and it was held between the fingers by this weak girl, as if it would fall when the breeze blew.

He hadn't taken ten steps away from his worries, and it wasn't easy to snatch something from the hands of this weak and slender girl?

And Xie said that she grabbed this thing, and she made the decision to let her go.

The euonymus only hesitated for a moment, and with a slight touch of his toes, he picked up the sword that had fallen on the ground and held it in his hand.

Xie Worry's face was lonely, his eyes turned slightly, and he turned his slender hand, turned the small roll into his sleeve pocket, avoided a step back, and raised his sleeves slightly.

"Archer, release the arrows!"

The girl's voice was cold and lonely.

Xie Wei closed his eyes and let Jing Xuan take her into his arms, blocking the chaotic sound of fighting.

She had already said that she had the grace to save her life in Euonymus.

She gave him his life without hesitation, not to ask him to repay her with his own life, but to ...... Ask him to trust her.

The sword has no eyes, and a qualified sword guard should not put the person he wants to protect in such danger at any time.

If the euonymus really believed her, no matter how tempting this condition was, he would not hold a sword against her, but would break his sword and ask her directly for this silk scroll.

If he really believed that she was kind-hearted, she would give it to him as he wished, and fulfill him to find the bear's heart; If he doesn't believe that she is kind-hearted, she will also make the same choice as Jing Xuan and kill him as he wishes.

In this world, no nobleman would keep useless sword guards; And to solve the worries, but I can't afford to betray again.

The taste of being betrayed and betrayed, tasting it once is enough to reminisce for a lifetime, and she doesn't need a second time.

Xie Wu didn't look back at the col again, covered his eyes and leaned on Jing Xuan's arms, panting slowly, and the tense nerves that had been tense for days were slowly stretched.

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The horse that was moving slowly suddenly stopped.

Xie Wei leaned forward slightly, and was immediately picked up by Jing Xuan.

Xie Wu lazily opened his sleepy eyes, but at first glance, he froze his eyes, his lips opened slightly, moved silently, and lowered his eyes silently.

"Zinan." Jing Xuan frowned and looked at the plain-clothed man in front of him.

The sister-in-law of the Zhao family, who looks as gentle as jade, was able to stabilize the crisis of the clan when he first left Shouchun; Lian Nian will be from his sister's side, never leaving an inch, and even his father dare not ask a question.

It is self-evident what kind of skill is needed to do this.

Who knows what kind of treacherous thoughts are hidden under Zhao Huan's white clothes?

"Ahh

Zhao Huan locked his eyes on the face of the villain wrapped in the cloak, carefully examined her appearance, hooked his lips and smiled, very good, pure and far-reaching, green and beautiful.

Relieve worry and purse your lips, pretending not to hear.

A hand reached over, hugged her thin waist, and took her horse directly.

Xie Wei's eyes widened in shock, and the mountain wind howled in her ears, knocking her into the forest with an exclamation. (To be continued.) )

PS: After thinking about it for a while, it's better to be lacking than indiscriminate, or slowly more able to ensure the quality~ The first two chapters have been changed to be spicy, and the hand life has not been changed very well_(:з丨∠)_ This plot is about to come to an end, and then the last plot of the third volume.

I saw that there were a lot of friends in the group, and they were all small on the street like me. Many people are asking, what is the original intention of writing an essay? Probably nowhere else: Would you like to sit down and listen to me tell me a beautiful story?

The original intention is very good, but the reality is cruel. The writing, the plot, and the rhythm are far inferior to others, no recommendations, no clicks, no subscriptions, nothing. It's a pity that dreams don't bloom when they fall into the dust. People who don't want water are in the water for the sake of quantity and recommendation, and people who don't want to give up eventually give up.

People grow and hate the water, and there are many helpless things in the world, who is not like this?

I didn't have that original intention. As soon as I stepped into this deep pool, an email was sent to the editor-in-charge and the editor-in-chief, I am just here to become a writer, please ask for advice. I said with pride that in order to cater to the taste of the market, I will not hesitate. But after one book or two books, I prefer to write in my own style...... I don't know what to do.

Since this is already the case, I think it is happier to keep writing about what you like and making friends with like-minded readers than to earn manuscript fees and full attendance.

I'm going to be a practicing TCM practitioner, not a professional writer, so there are some things I can put down.