"Are you alright?"

As Hua Simeng looked out, a fairy woman dressed in white appeared in front of her.

Fairy...... This was the first feeling that washer had when she dreamed of her, she only caught a glimpse of her last night and never forgot it, she didn't expect a real person to appear in front of her, and she looked so good.

Half of the green silk is tied on the top of the head, and half of the green silk shawl falls. The skin is like white jade, with a vertical pattern of ice printed on the forehead, a pair of willow leaves and green eyebrows are drawn, and there is a little heroic air between the eyebrows, and the eyes are cold and indifferent. In Hua Simeng's view, her unearthly beauty cannot be described by paintings or described by words.

She was dressed in a white plain dress with a thin white rope tied around her waist, and a white headband raised in the wind. This one... Beauty is beauty, that is, it is not like the fluttering beauty of ordinary white clothes.

Hua Simeng shook his head and smiled, "I'm fine. ”

More than 1,000 raised their eyes to look at the sky, the blue and bright, the resentment suddenly left, there was no black pressure in the sky, the sun lifted the dark clouds that covered the sun, and the sky returned to its former tranquility and peace.

"Rong Siqian." Rong Siqian's face became paler and paler, and the blood on his shoulders kept soaking his coat, and Hua Simeng looked at him with some concern.

After hearing more than a thousand sounds, she saw that the man on the ground was injured. The pale cyan spiritual power in her hand fluctuated, and she pushed it away, and the resentment on his shoulder gradually became entangled with the spiritual power, slowly exhausting, and the blood that continued to overflow from the wound also subsided.

"Bandage him." More than 1,000 withdrew their hands and said to Hua Simeng.

Hua Simeng obediently ripped off a piece of cloth from his body and carefully bandaged Rong Siqian. Her fingers trembled slightly, and her body began to sweat, and it was the first time she had done such a thing as bandaging, for fear that she would accidentally touch the wound. She rolled up her sleeves and carefully wound the wound.

The chain on her wrist attracted more than a thousand eyes, and she recognized it at a glance, it was the spirit stone she used in exchange for Suzaku tears, and now it ran into the hands of this woman, and she happened to meet her again, presumably she was destined for this woman.

More than 1000 looked around. The resentment disappeared without a trace, the doors and windows around were still closed, and the remaining stalls on the street were crooked, only the door of the study hall in front of them was open, and more than a thousand people vaguely saw that there seemed to be a person lying on the ground of the study hall.

"Sister Fairy." Hua Simeng tied a bow on Rong Siqian's shoulder, then got up with satisfaction and walked towards Qianyu.

"What's wrong with him?" More than 1,000 squatted on the ground, looking at the little man with tears on his face.

"I was so scared that the child had never seen the world and cried and fainted." Hua Simeng reached out to wipe the tears from his face, and his hand went around his neck and held him in his arms.

"No return... No return..."

A gray-haired head emerged from behind the podium in the study hall. Mr. Storyteller hears someone talking and pokes his head to check the situation outside. Seeing that the group of black things was gone, only two girls stood at the door of the study, lying in the arms of a woman in pink. He mustered up his courage, got up tremblingly, and limped to the front of no return.

The gentleman has faded from his previous dignified appearance, his gray hair is scattered behind his head, and there are traces of wind and sand on his face, and the whole person looks even older. He looked at the non-return and his face turned pale, thinking that he was unfortunately killed, and he regretted not holding on to the non-return at that time, and the silver hair on his head instantly turned a lot whiter, and the whole person became gloomy. He touched his tears with his sleeve and began to sob: "No return......... No Return ......"

Hua Simeng looked at Mr.'s posture, and he was about to cry and break the genius. She patted him lightly on the shoulder with her hand and explained, "Sir... Sir, if you don't return to life. ”

"Still alive?" The gentleman's crying suddenly stopped, and he pointed to the sleeping one who did not return, "Then he is ......?"

"Uh... Asleep, asleep, asleep. Hua Simeng laughed dryly and looked at the old man in front of him curtly.

Mr. suddenly realized, wiped away the tears, bent down and thanked him: "Thank you..."

Hua Simeng pushed his saluting hand in the direction of Rong Siqian, whoever should be credited is whoever it is, she is not a greedy person.

Mr. didn't see Rong Siqian lying on the ground, thinking that more than Qian had saved him and couldn't return, so he threw his hand at her again and again: "Thank you for saving me." ”

More than 1,000 nodded slightly.

"Sir." Hua Simeng said, "You can take the non-return back first, he is still young, and he will catch a cold if he sleeps like this." ”

"Yes, yes, the ...... outside" seemed to be peaceful, but the gentleman was still a little timid.

"It's calm, sir, rest assured." She reassured.

Mr. nodded again and again, took the non-return in his arms, looked at the two with relief, and was startled by the motionless Rong Siqian when he went out, he looked at the two in horror, the two only responded with a smile, Mr. nodded timidly, moved around him, and gradually disappeared into the corner.

"Girl." When the gentleman walked away, he saluted, "I'll take my leave." ”

"Sister Fairy!" Hua Simeng took her hand, "Where are you going?" ”

"My name is more than a thousand people" Her voice was indifferent, giving Hua Simeng a feeling of rejection thousands of miles away.

"My name is Hua Simeng, more than a thousand sisters, and I haven't thanked you yet." Hua Simeng smiled with peach blossoms and saluted, "Thank you for saving my benefactor." ”

"It doesn't matter." Qianyu was a little flustered, she seemed to see Wen Yang's shadow from Hua Simeng's body, she straightened her eyes, and reminded herself not to fall into memories.

"Sister, my benefactor is half dead, and I really can't drag him. My spiritual power has not recovered yet, you can help me hold him for a while, and when my spiritual power recovers, I will be able to soar into the clouds, and when the time comes, sister, I will not stop you from leaving! Hua Simeng raised three fingers in his ear and swore earnestly. She was really worried, she was already tired and wanted to lie down and sleep, and she was holding on to it until now. If she wants to entrust an adult man back to Fanghua, it might as well kill her.

Seeing Hua Simeng's aggrieved appearance, Qianyu's heart was a little shaken, and she was just about to nod when she heard a wail.

"Forehead......" Rong Siqian behind the two moved.

The pain in his shoulder hit, he frowned slightly, and subconsciously glanced at it, but saw that there was an extremely ugly bow on his shoulder, Rong Siqian was a little disgusted, and wanted to pull it down, but it tied his wound. He thought about it for a while, but decided to make do with it first.

"Are you okay?" Wassmond ran over to pick him up.

"Don't... Don't touch me. Rong Siqian wanted to push her away, but he was weak and almost stumbled.

"You stammer, you can't stand on your feet, and you still care if I touch you." If he hadn't saved his life and was good-looking, she wouldn't have touched him, and if men and women don't kiss, she would still suffer!

Seeing that Rong Si was unharmed, Qianyu also put her mind at ease, she swallowed the words on her lips and said goodbye to Hua Simeng: "In this way, I will leave." ”

Looking at the back of more than a thousand people from afar, Hua Simeng felt a little pity, and then became a little angry. Angry with this Rong Siqian, if she doesn't wake up sooner or later, she just wakes up when the fairy sister wants to agree, not only that, but she also has to be disgusted by him, it's hard to be a good person, and it's even harder to be a good person!

"Can you go?" Although Hua Simeng was depressed, he couldn't ignore him, who called him his savior.

Rong Siqian said indifferently: "I can go by myself." ”

"Don't be tough, don't you go to Fanghua? I'll send you there. Hua Simeng picked up his saber, put his right hand on his shoulder, and put his left hand around his waist, supporting him step by step.

Rong Siqian was a little embarrassed, but she couldn't, so she just let her hold it. It's not that he hates this woman, he just thinks that it will be bad for her reputation to be seen by others like this, not to mention ...... He had never been held like this by a woman.

"Are you from Fanghua?" Rong Siqian said lightly.

"yes, what, I'm afraid I'll sell it to you?" Hua Simeng said jokingly, although she said this, she really began to reverie how to sell him, if she really sold such a beautiful son, she felt more or less pity, after all, she ate the beauty of this face very much, in case the injury on his shoulder was not good, it would be good to have fun with her in Fanghua. No, what are she thinking nonsense, she quickly snorted and kicked this bad thought out of her head.

Seeing her smile for a while and frowning sadly, Rong Siqian had an ominous premonition in his heart, but his body was weak, and he couldn't move even if he wanted to leave her. In order to save her, he separated from Rong Fang and them, and he didn't know what happened to Rong Fang and whether he would be injured.

Rong Siqian suddenly chuckled and dismissed the idea.

Rong Fang doesn't have no spells like himself, and he has good martial arts, so he can naturally deal with those grievances to protect himself, how can he be injured, he is really worried.

But he hasn't gone back for so long, Rong Fang should be worried, Baobi Village is at the foot of Fanghua Mountain, and if he can't find himself, he must go to Fanghua for help. It's okay to follow the woman next to you, and then you can meet Rong Fang and them in Fanghua.

Hua Simeng took Rong Siqian and walked slowly towards Baobi Village, she felt that today's experience was very wonderful, she met strange people and encountered strange things, and she owed a lot of debts, but fortunately, the gift she picked for Lord Fang was good, and she saved the non-return, and she knew more than a thousand, and it was not too bad to think about today.

She has been thinking of seeing more than a thousand scenes, she feels very awkward in the plain clothes of more than a thousand people, the style of the clothes is not like the dress of ordinary women, the material of the clothes is still a little thick, and it is white, but it is somewhat similar to the white robe worn by Hua Zu in the past six years, but she is wearing a streamer behind her bun, but Hua Zu is tying a white belt on her forehead. Hua Zu has always liked to wear a black and red short shirt with sleeves, why is there such a white dress? She had only seen three times in such a costume, and those three times seemed to be quite important...... She searched in her memories, and the details blurred in her memories gradually appeared, and she suddenly felt a chill in her back, and her body trembled slightly.

Those three days were the days when Fanghua's three flower owners died, and Huazu's white clothes were mourning clothes.