Chapter 240: The Voice of Change
Silence returned to the room.
Xie Xie crossed his arms and hugged his shoulders, but there were only three lamps burning in the house, the wick had not been removed for a long time, and the three points of fire were like beans and fireflies, and the night was really dull and cool like water.
"Cold?" Jing Xuan took off the cloak hanging on the side, wrapped her into a delicate doll, and gently scraped the tip of her reddish nose, "Are you afraid?" ”
"Afraid of what?" Xie Worry smiled with a smile, she was not afraid of the things that put herself to death, in the face of the things that Jing Xuan and Xiangfu Ling had calculated, was she necessary to be afraid?
Jing Xuan smiled, yes, she can save people, she dares to trick and harm people, and she also dares to kill people with her own hands, she naturally won't be afraid.
Xie Wei closed his eyes slightly, I don't know what he remembered, and a sad smile appeared on the corner of his lips.
"Jing Xuan ......"
"What?" Jing Xuan held her cold little hand, although he didn't like her to call her by her name, but after a long time, she couldn't get used to it.
The relationship is already walking on thin ice, and if you are angry with her for this return, you will have to quarrel endlessly.
Xie Wei still smiled faintly, looked at him with a pair of eyes, and seemed to see something else through him.
Jing Xuan's face was slightly gloomy, and he had such a look, every time he saw Xie Xuan's expression, he was afraid for no reason, afraid that he would not be able to keep her.
Xie Wu looked at him for a while, and the tangled feelings in his eyes faded, and then he breathed a sigh of relief and said softly: "It's okay." ”
Jing Xuan's friendship with her, she already knew, as for how deep it was, she had seen it today.
However, when he was so flustered, he could still arrange the manpower to guard against Yan Yao in advance...... It can be seen that he is indeed born good at strategy.
I only hope that one day in the future, she will say goodbye without saying goodbye, and he will still be able to stick to his current state of mind, and don't lose his long-term pursuit because of temporary pain.
She asked her the way of rebirth, and he begged him for revenge.
The two should have been separated, and they will be separated in the future, not only is there nothing bad, but it is still better.
If we really want to accommodate each other, we must each take a step back. Each gives up what is most precious to him in order to make peace.
Is this possible?
Xie shook his head, a bitter smile on his lips.
She asked herself that she had lived two lives, and she still couldn't let go of this obsession. How could Jing Xuan put it down?
So, don't ask.
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At the time of the third watch, the night owl cried and was uneasy.
On the rugged mountain road of Jiuzhi, a team of men and horses who held their arms and horses walked quickly. It stretches in a long winding line through the mountains.
Farther away, a few people galloped on horseback, and behind them were hundreds of armor soldiers, quietly hurrying away.
The people on the mountain road approached the houses, clinging to the walls of several courtyards, holding their breath and creeping around.
"Silence." Someone deliberately lowered his voice, raised his eyes to make sure that there was no one nearby, and then boldly stepped out of the shadow of the wall. Looking at the mountain scenery at night.
All the courtyards were dark and silent, except for the largest of the three courtyards on the east side, and there were a few scattered lights under the corridor.
"This is it." In the night, the metal armor on the man's body glowed with a faint and cold light, and when he spoke, it was an authentic Qindi accent.
"Ran......" someone was slightly skeptical, "Yan Yaoyun, there is a lady here, how can it be so quiet?" ”
As soon as the words came out, everyone was also a little puzzled.
It stands to reason that the lights shouldn't be on at this time. Did anyone come in and out of the ground to wash and change the clothes of the corpses, waiting for them to be buried? This kind of quietness is indeed a bit strange.
was slightly stunned, and the surroundings suddenly lit up. It was as they had hoped, and the lights were on.
In the shock of everyone, in the shadows of the low wall on the side, in the shadows of the trees, and in the mountain col, countless sword guards with swords flashed. Fighting with these people, the sound of swords is endless.
Jing Xuan had changed his clothes, put on a wide cloak, and stood outside the courtyard, raising his eyes and quietly watching the battle close at hand.
Blood spots, firelight, and sword shadows are intertwined into a cruel and gorgeous scene in the dark night.
"Mokako." Luo stained half of his body with blood, raised his hand and wiped the blood dripping from the sword with his narrow sleeve, and handed a bow to Jing Xuan.
"Worried." Jing Xuan held the bow in one hand and the ring in the other hand to relieve his worries, took her into his arms, and smiled with low eyes, "Give it a try?" ”
"Okay." Xie Wei leaned into his arms, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, his small hand held the soft deerskin on the bow handle, squinted slightly, and calibrated the arrow to the body of a person nearby.
The man was already drenched in blood in silver armor, and a bronze sword in his hand was still swinging, and the strong wind it brought up forced the barberry a few inches away.
"That's him." Jing Xuan smiled lightly, as if he was just practicing archery with Xie Wei against the straw man.
The person who was targeted was in a cold sweat, shocked and angry, and secretly cursed Yan Yao in his heart.
The damn woman said that this place was foolproof, and she didn't want this group of Chu people to set up a net, just waiting for herself to bring someone in.
Now it's okay, it's directly used as a live target to please the girl in his arms - it's a great shame!
In this way, the general turned his mind, but he felt a chill coming on the right side, and before he could dodge, he was stabbed diagonally from the side, and finally fell headlong.
Before he could calibrate the arrow, the man who had been targeted had fallen to the ground and died, and he couldn't help but flatten his mouth.
A blood-stained girl walked out from the side, a sword in her hand supported the blood-soaked ground, and approached step by step, seeing that Jing Xuan and Xie Wei were calibrating arrows here, she smiled apologetically: "Stirred up the two Yaxing." ”
"Clearing." Xie Wei twisted his brows slightly, put aside the bow and arrow in his hand, stepped forward to support Lan Qingzheng, and sighed lowly, "Killing people is helpless, talk about He Yaxing." ”
It's best if no one dies......
But for this good purpose, more blood must be shed now.
Lan Qingzheng came all the way from Nanyuan with a sword, and suffered a few small injuries on his body, and he was coughing at this time.
Hearing her words, she closed her eyes and smiled, muttering to herself, "It's really helpless......"
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At the other end of the mountain road, the cold moon reflected two shadows, one long and one short.
"Sister Firefly, the mountains are so lively......" Lan Yanyan was hugged by Zhuang Ying's arms, lying on her shoulder, looking curiously at the place where she once lived with a pair of big eyes.
The sky was full of fire, the sound of fighting, the sound of soldiers, looking at it from such a distance, it was like a dream.
Jing Yu Muran looked at the qi in front of him.
These were naturally prepared for a long time, and his brother knew best, so he naturally did not worry about the safety of the people who stayed in Jiuzhi at this time.
He just thought ...... Those who are still caught in the fighting......
The sword light and sword shadow, the fierce blood and the green edge, are seeking thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the kindness on the golden platform of revenge...... It's very arrogant!
But who wants to be entangled in this place if they can? Who doesn't want to ask for a peace and stability?
Everyone thinks about it, but some people exchange their own sinking here for the new life of others.
Jing Yu sighed, smiled again, looked at the ignorant child in Zhuang Ying's arms, and said in a harmonious voice: "Yanyan Yufei, poor pond Qiyu." The son is home, and he is sent far away. Looking at the Buddha, weeping like rain. ”
"Yanyan is flying, and the jaws of the Jie. The son of the son is far from returning. Look at the Buddha and stand and weep. Lan Yanyan laughed happily, this little poem was also taught to her by her sister before, and her sister told her that her name came from here.
"Sister you have high hopes for this." Jing Ji stroked the girl's forehead, "Don't live up to it." ”
Don't let down the love and care of your relatives in the past half of your life, and the chance of rebirth that others have exchanged for their lucky people with blood and tears.
In the vast world, take a good swim and live up to your visit.
(To be continued.) )