readx; "What did you say?" 6 Wu couldn't pretend to be calm anymore, he dragged Hu Nineteen in front of him, "When, how come I don't know?" ”

"It's very early...... Hu Jiuyi didn't know how to tell him about his relationship with Han Mochen. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ═┝.〈。

"You're hurting me!" The strength of 6 Wu's hands became stronger and stronger, Hu 19 screamed, and 6 Wu let go of his hand violently.

His eyes were bloodshot, and Hu Shijiu was suddenly very afraid of his appearance.

She wanted to leave, however, she thought that she was about to part with 6 Wu, but she couldn't take a step.

"Why don't you go?" After a long time, 6 Wu asked in a low voice, and there was hidden anger in his voice.

"I haven't said goodbye to you yet......" The autumn breeze is bleak, and it is time to part.

"Nineteen," 6 Wu turned his face sideways, and Hu Nineteen only saw his thin lips slightly raised, "You really don't need this reason to reject me." ”

It turned out that he would be wrong, and Hu Shijiu just wanted to explain, however, the truth may not be much better than what 6 Wu understood.

"Ahh ”

Hu Shijiu was so frightened that he almost jumped up, this roar, don't shout at the curfew guards.

"Langjing City is too small, the sky here is not high, and the ground is not ......thick," 6 Wu said to himself, "There are so many streets, so many people, but the voice is getting smaller and smaller, and the words are getting less and less. ┡┢╞.〈。 ”

6 Wu's words reminded Hu Shijiu of Fox Mountain after a long absence, the sky of Fox Mountain is very blue, and the ground is always green grass, the goblins speak, the near ones rely on talking, the far ones rely on roaring, and the farther ones rely on spells, think about it, it is really easier than this bustling Langjing City.

"6 Wu, where is your hometown?" Hu Shijiu looked at 6 Wu and fell into a reverie, and couldn't help asking.

6 Wu turned his head, and his gaze had returned to his previous Qingming: "In a very beautiful and very good place." ”

Hu Shijiu nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Want to go?" 6 Wu asked seemingly casually.

"Yes." Will there be a place like Fox Mountain? High in the sky. Clear water, vast land......

Hu Nineteen's words made 6 Wu's eyes flash with a flash of joy, and then. He shook his head helplessly: "You are really my little devil star......

As he spoke, he flicked a "chestnut" on Hu Shijiu's head as he did in the past: "Let's go, I'll send you home." ”

Hu Nineteen was stunned, home. The home that raises the "enchantment" at night, how should this be explained to the 6 martial arts?

"Don't be sentimental, the master only sent you to the moat." 6 Wu stretched out his hand and pointed far away, Hu 19 appeared, and before he knew it, they had already reached the moat embankment.

The long moat surrounds Langjing City, and if you walk a little further, turn the corner, you will arrive at the alley of your own small courtyard. ┞╪═┝═╞.《。

6 Wu stopped. stared at Hu Shijiu deeply: "Come, give me a hug." ”

When he saw Hu Shijiu's dumbfounded expression, he raised his eyebrows again and smiled: "What beautiful things do you want!" The master is so jade-tree in the wind, wouldn't it be cheap for you! ”

He hugged Hu Nineteen weakly, and gently sniffed the aroma of her: "Let's go!" ”

6 Wu retreated and waved his hand away, and Hu Shijiu just looked at him in a daze.

"6 Wu!" When he saw 6 Wu turn around, Hu 19 shouted: "Have a good trip!" ”

6 Wu raised his hand and waved: "Long-winded! ”

He walked very slowly, very slowly, and his figure was reflected in Hu Shijiu's eyes......

"Go early. Come back early. Hu Shijiu said softly, the voice was inaudible, only she could hear it in the evening breeze of the autumn night......

"Take the fire and move the stars 6, and the clouds rise out of Dinghu." A green dragon plain silver spear. made Han Mochen play superbly, and the surrounding grass and trees shook down one after another, as if late autumn was coming, however, in this autumn wind, Han Mochen was shirtless. Beads of sweat trickled down his tall and sturdy back.

Why, she already has a husband?

When did she get a husband?

Even if she has a husband, what does she have to do!

Hu Shijiu's beautiful shadow kept appearing in front of Han Mochen's eyes, cutting and cutting, and the reason was still messy.

"Huh!" The Qinglong Su Silver Spear was inserted straight into a strong pine tree five meters away from Han Mochen!

"Childe!" There was an exclamation from behind the tree!

The little guy Han Yi walked out from behind the tree tremblingly, he had been here for a while, at first he was holding a branch, and secretly learning Han Mochen's marksmanship behind the tree, but after a while, he couldn't keep up, and he was dazzled and watched the green dragon plain silver spear that looked like a swimming dragon drawing several silver rays in front of his eyes!

Until the silver spear in Han Mochen's hand came out of his hand, Han Yi couldn't help but let out an exclamation!

This has never happened before, Childe once taught himself that when you go to the battlefield, you must never leave the gun, and the person should not leave the gun.

The gun is a weapon, the gun is glory, the gun is to block your life, and you will never betray your partner!

However, at this time, Han Mochen, the third son of the Han Mansion and the general Han of the Chen State, what was the reason why the gun in his hand actually left him!

Han Yi walked to the tree tremblingly, and put his hands together: "Scared!" ”

The Qinglong Suyin Spear did not move at all, and Han Yi looked back at Han Mochen: "Son, wait, it's good, it's good!" ”

"Scared!" This time, Han Yi gritted his teeth and exerted all his strength, and finally moved! It's moving! The tree in front of him moved, but the green dragon spear was still firmly "nailed" inside!

Han Yi withdrew his numb arms and spat at the reddened palms, and he was about to go up and pull out the gun again!

"Okay, okay," Han Mochen stepped forward and shook his head, "Don't be disgusted with this gun." ”

He stretched out his right hand and lifted it gently, and the Qinglong Su Silver Spear returned to Han Mochen's arms with the sap of the old tree and the dry bark with a "whoosh".

Han Mochen frowned, then returned to the stone table in the garden, picked up a clean cloth, and carefully wiped the silver spear.

When the silver spear was refreshed, Han Mochen's brows were still slightly wrinkled, and the knots in his eyes were still unabated.

"Childe has something on his mind?" Han Yi looked at the huge tree hole and asked cautiously.

Han Mochen was silent.

Han Yi turned his head, only to see Han Mochen looking at the silver spear, and he was distracted.

"Childe?" Han Yi rolled his eyes, picked up the fruit plate from the table, and came to Han Mochen's side.

"Ah, what?" Han Mochen seemed to have forgotten Han Yi's existence, he was stunned, slammed the silver spear on the ground, and asked sideways.

"So, would you like to eat some fruit?" Han Yi held the fruit plate and said with a smile, "This is what I just served." ”

"Ah, okay." Han Mochen absentmindedly picked up a piece of watermelon, which tasted the same as chewing wax.

At this time, Han Yi's expression became melancholy, he held the fruit plate, looked at Han Mochen, who was absent-minded and almost ate the whole melon skin, and couldn't help but sigh softly......

ps: The poems in the text are from: Li Qiao "Dragon". Happy ^_^ New Year, everybody