No. 013 Wild Night Burial

[[[cp|w:275|h:224|a:l|u:/rs/201210/21The faint light of the rough wood torches, swaying and swinging, the light blue figure fell from the depths of the dense forest and trees, the body was as light as a flying swallow, the brilliance of the red blue sword blade in his hand shone faintly on his surroundings, his cheeks were hazy, his long hair was coiled behind his shoulders, the night seemed to be completely quiet because of his silence, he Han Li."

Raising his foot and gently kicking the grass in front of him, by the dim light of the sky, he looked at the place where the horse was tied, there, Yan Fan was holding the horse's neck, his back was undulating evenly, looking at him, it seemed that he was quite comfortable sleeping on the back of this horse, Han Li had a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Yan Fan carefully, silly boy.

The brilliance of the moon was scattered in this deep jungle, Han Li held a sword in one hand and looked at the center, it had already passed into a bonfire with a little spark, and the fragile light shone deep in the depths of his pupils, and a little red filled his eyes. He turned around, no longer glancing at the fire, and in this endless dark forest, his figure was thrown into it step by step. He walked on the mountain full of trees everywhere, his footsteps were still moving forward gently, he sometimes looked up and stared, the dark sky, stood for a moment, and would hang his head slightly, laugh to himself, and continue to move forward, he walked very slowly, but the birds and pheasants hidden in the grass and bushes still vacated one or two from time to time, hovering and flying into the air, with a deep scream, he added a bit of hideousness to this big mountain and wild forest in his life, but he didn't care much, even when the wild birds screamed and flew into the sky, His face never changed, at most he frowned, and it looked like he was smiling. Han Li's sword was held horizontally by his left hand, flat across his chest. This depth, this forest.

The boundless grass of the mother-in-law was shrouded in darkness, and only the cyan brilliance emitted by the blade of the sword in his hand became the brightest source of light in this small space, like a person lost in the darkness, suddenly saw the fire candle in front of him. Regrettably, a wisp of bird feathers slowly fell from the top of the trees, and the man in a light blue suit reached out and tried to take the bird feather, which was about to fall on his hand when he saw it, but it was blown away by a gust of wind blowing deep inside. Han Li stretched out his hand and trembled slightly, just watching it being blown away on the muddy ground next to him, his heart seemed to twitch faintly.

Brushing the messy hair around his ears, he resolutely raised his feet and walked towards the darkness. Finally, at the end of the darkness, among the bamboo grass beside the mountain road, was separated by a sword, from there, out came a handsome and extraordinary young man, dressed in a light blue suit, with a white silk belt around his waist, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, a pair of eyes in this darkness actually looked particularly sharp, long black hair tied up with gray cloth, draped over his shoulders.

But seeing that he was tall and tall, and holding a green sword in his right hand, he stood in the middle of the mountain road, except for this mountain road, which had been built, and it was surrounded by cliffs, strange peaks, and jungles. He raised his sword, and danced between the mountain roads, the sword followed the people, he was pure step by step, and the glory of the green sword was like a long dragon, dancing in the air, flying. He is alone in the vertical sky, the long sword in his hand, the head is on the top, the momentum is really like piercing the sky sky, the cyan light, a momentary masterpiece, illuminating the surrounding four zhang square, the distant waterfall slapping the sound of the dark waves surging on the mountain rocks, in the neighing sound of the long sword at this moment, there is the illusion of a flying dragon roaring.

His face is reflected in this sword light, showing that he is rich and handsome, between the drifting clothes, the blue sword and the light dance, he is on this mountain road, longitudinal sword, standing quietly with the sword, closing his eyes to feel the surrounding movement, insects and ants gnawing grass stems and chattering, the sound of mountains and rivers hitting boulders in the distance, one by one in the ears.

At this moment, a thought suddenly flashed in his heart, can everything in the world, every grass and tree, really be used by me as a soldier?

Under the bright moonlight, a sneaky figure walked in the forest full of green wood leaves, the bright light, shining on his dark gray clothes, the flowers and plants covered the land around him, he had no intention of enjoying this beautiful night scene, pouted, drew his sword and slashed at the abominable leaves on the left, the blue brilliance, filled with the sharp sword in his hand, the blue sword body, engraved with countless shallow fish pattern flower cases, whistling at the end of the wooden stick.

Blinking his big bright eyes that flickered from time to time, he looked frustrated and cursed, Damn, I'm lost. Thinking of what he had done before, Yan Fan really wanted to cry without tears, and he didn't sleep well, but he woke up in the middle of the night, and saw Han Li quietly walking towards the dense forest with one eye, he was curious, jumped off the horse, grabbed the sword on the ground, and secretly followed Han Li in one step.

There are many trees in the mountains, Han Li walked slowly in front, he himself came secretly, he couldn't walk too close to Han Li, and he didn't dare to go too far from Han Li. And he definitely can't play with the thin branches and young leaves that block his face, for fear of being accidentally heard. Secretly following Han Li, a thought flashed in his heart at this time, thinking that he was stalking people, so he thought of the heroic snitch who went to the house to expose the tiles, steal chickens and dogs, and flew around in the house of the official eunuch and the giant businessman, doing the chivalrous behavior of robbing the rich and helping the poor, which was very happy.

The feeling of being a thief was so exciting, and after he muttered to himself, he realized that Han Li, who had been following him, was nowhere to be found. He hurriedly rushed forward, farther and farther, and finally became the same as he is now, crying with a beautiful face, and wanting to roar bitterly, venting his dissatisfaction, but he was afraid of attracting the wolf. He walked around with his sword in his hand, aimlessly, thinking that it was still too early before dawn, and there was no need to worry, Qin Yan would know his current situation and worry about looking for it, and the young man felt a little relieved in his heart. Yan Fan looked up at the sky boredly, and secretly thought that if Qin Yan was there at this time, although she was a girl, she was so thoughtful, light skills, and high swordsmanship, with her by her side, she would definitely not worry about getting lost in this big mountain forest, the sky was dotted with stars, and through the lush branches and leaves, Yan Fan saw a line of big birds, lined up in a formation and spread their wings above his head,

He was looking at it in a daze, a big net whirred from the height of the trees above his head, Yan Fan's frightened soul was in the air, and the young man's heart screamed, ahhh Rub... Rub... Take a few steps back,.

Both hands clutched the hilt of the sword. I watched as the net fell from the sky and fell to the ground, motionless. Yan Fan gasped, raised his sword high, opened his eyes and looked around, and there was already sweat on his forehead. At this moment, a beam of light emanated from the grass and trees in front of him, the light was dim, he hurriedly turned around and turned back to the back, this light seemed to be everywhere, and then the left was bright, the right was bright, and the dim red fire light lit up from time to time from the vast mountains, all around him, one after another bare-chested sweat, out of the grass and trees, biting the steel knife, the face was hideous as if being a hungry wolf, the inner three layers, the outer three layers of hands held torches, surrounded Yan Fan,.

Heaven and earth were no longer deep and dark at this moment, and the dim red firelight illuminated the large woods, and in front of him stood a burly man with a golden mace in each hand, and two small bumps on his bare head, staring at the sword in his hand with brass bell-like bull's eyes, and the greed was self-evident.

All the bare-chested sweaters were hidden in him, and without this bull-headed man signaling all the hideous faces, they were all slowly approaching the young man in the center of the field, his eyes showed a fierce light, and he roared and did not move for a while. Yan Fan looked at the head of the bull sweating profusely, with short ears, big eyes with copper bells, a wide mouth, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and there were two small pimples like horns on his head dramatically, the whole person looked ridiculous, like a human body bull demon! Yan Fan stuck out his tongue and teased that it was good to be human, it was good to be human, how to look at it fiercely, and those who didn't see it clearly thought that whose cow had cultivated well, ran to this mountain forest, fell into the grass, and made waves.

Sweating profusely, I thought that this kid was surrounded by dozens of people like him, and he should have cried for help a long time ago. …

I didn't expect to ridicule and appreciate his appearance, the bull-faced sweat is here to be famous for a while, it's good to be a person, it's good to be a person, how to look at it, I didn't see it clearly, I thought that someone's cow had become a refinement, and ran to this mountain forest, fell into the grass, and made waves.

Sweating profusely, I thought that this kid was surrounded by dozens of people like him, and he should have cried for help a long time ago. … I didn't expect to ridicule and appreciate his appearance.

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