For several days, Nian Xiaojiao's mood was extremely low, and she just hurried quietly. Qing Yu changed her way to coax Xiaojiao to be happy, but she only had to reply with a simple word.

"Hmm." "Ahh "Oh."

The flirtatious fawn and Chun Dye also became low-key, for fear of annoying the powder keg.

The five of them were tired from the journey that night, so they slept on a hill casually.

Nian Xiaojiao, who hadn't said a word for a few days, was still sitting alone in a corner, silent. Chun Dye, who had always been a little afraid of Xiaojiao, didn't know what the magic was, so he stepped forward: "Master!" ”

Chun dyed voice with the crispness of a girl, like a wind chime by the window, jingling, melodious. Nian Xiaojiao just raised her eyelids, glanced at her, and then looked at the sky twilight, not knowing what she thought.

"Master, do you want to hear my story?"

Even if he still didn't say a word, Nian Xiaojiao's hand holding her knees shook slightly, and Chun Dye finally heard Nian Xiaojiao's heart in Nian Xiaojiao's slight body language. She was waiting for Chun Dye's next words, not so much looking forward to it now, but looking forward to it these days.

"When I was a child, my mother treated me very well, and when others didn't want to play with me, she put down her work and played with me. It's ridiculous, why does a noble lady have to do the work? Because she is not welcomed, a housekeeper can be bullied, and it is a moldy charcoal fire in winter, not to mention that it can't be lit, and it takes a lot of effort to light it, and it is just a room full of green smoke, and the choking smell is still fresh in my memory. ”

"Hmm."

Nian Xiaojiao used a um to signal Chun Dye to continue.

"Later, I studied hard, learned poetry and songs, learned the old mother's ability to speak, and learned to play with guns and sticks. Because only when you learn more, can you show your face more in front of your father. Since I was seven years old, my mother has never used a moldy and wet charcoal fire in the courtyard where I lived, and on winter nights, I will never freeze until my hands and feet are stiff and I can't sleep, and I have never smelled the smell of green smoke in the room. There was a smile on my mother's face, and I should be happy, right?

But sometimes, people are so weird, and I'm not happy. The happiest thing was my mother, she finally didn't have to stay up alone, there were more opportunities to meet my father, she began to try to please my father, and she never played games with me again. ”

"Why did you come to Hanyu Mountain?"

"I think the boss doesn't like this, but he also knows where I'm from. You guessed it, I'm here on a mission. Because I am clever and my martial arts are not weak, at least among the pustule daughters in his class who only know how to dress up, I can be regarded as an outlier. I am the eyes and ears he sent to Hanyu Mountain.

Originally, I should have been incognito, but the ghost sent the gods, and I didn't like it. This is probably my last resistance, and I tell the world that my surname is Chun. ”

Chun Dye looked up at the sky, the usual innocence was not there, and there was something deeper in those eyes, hiding the forbearance of the deep mountains and old forests. After pretending for a long time, I almost forgot what kind of person I should be.

"You have to thank you for telling the world that your surname is Chun, otherwise. You won't be able to stay today. ”

"Mind if I call you sister."

"No, you are the daughter of my enemy."

"But I'm afraid I don't have any relatives anymore. It was the first time that I dared to disobey his commands so blatantly, for on the third night of my departure, my mother had died of illness. Before leaving, my mother was dying, and I begged him to accompany her on her last journey. He...... He said that as his daughter, the country came first.

Since my mother left, I have cut off all contact with him. I am Chun Dye Dye, except for a surname, and I have nothing to do with him. ”

After Chun Dye finished speaking, the boulder that had been pressed in his heart for days was finally a little loose, and he was no longer out of breath. She waited for Nian Xiaojiao's sentence to be announced, and some little girls were nervous.

"Chun Dye, do you think it's appropriate for you to choose this time to tell me a story?" Nian Xiaojiao looked back at Chun Dye, with scrutiny and distrust.

"What?" Chun Dye Dye didn't understand the meaning of reading Xiaojiao.

"A few days ago, Xun Qing'er told me a story, just like you, desolate, helpless, and compassionate. The characteristics of all the weak are vividly embodied. The listener weeps and the hearer cries, but what is the result? ”

Nian Xiaojiao asked rhetorically, facing the air in front of her, and dyeing at the pure dyeing around her.

Chun Dye lowered her head, did not speak, and the teeth that bit her lower lip became harder and harder, and the faint pain made her keep the waves on her face unfazed and maintain the decency in front of people, as for Ming Huanghuang, who was suspected of being trampled on---- was true or false, and it was hidden very deeply.

After a while, Chun Dye didn't speak again, and Nian Xiaojiao continued: "The result is, nonsense!" Storytellers, I won't believe it anymore. When you get to Yinyang, you can go. ”

"Sister! If you leave me in Yinyang City, I will die, and that person will not let me go. ”

"Don't call me sister, I'm not your set. Moving sister! If you don't go to Yinyang, you go to Baiyan, go to Panyue, go to Jinliao, it's okay to go anywhere, just don't follow me. ”

Nian Xiaojiao got up and left, without any delay.

Chun Dye felt that Nian Xiaojiao's back was a little lonely, but with a determination to put people thousands of miles away. Turbidity Qing'er's evil left an indelible trace on her.

"There is only one turbid youth in the world!"

Chun Dye refused to give up, and shouted at Nian Xiaojiao's figure.

Hearing the sound here, Qing Yu and Xiaolu were attracted to her.

Qing Yu chased after Nian Xiaojiao's back.

The fawn came to the side of the tearful Chun Dye and asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

"I told a story to the boss, but the boss didn't believe me." Chun Dye looked at the fawn with misty eyes, how pitiful and pitiful he was, how fragile and fragile.

The fawn sat down on the side of Chun Dye, his long legs bent in front of him, a little aggrieved, and he tried his best to separate them so that his legs and feet would not be numb.

"I've been following the hall master for some time, and she's a very sincere person. If you want to gain her trust, then be sincere and show your sincerity. ”

"Do you all know that you just stand by and watch me act alone." Jun Ran pursed her lips, expressing her dissatisfaction.

Xiaolu raised a smile, and the corners of his eyes rose: "Little thing, you are very brave." No one looks at your jokes, and I admire you. At least, braver than me. ”

"Hmm~~You~~say~~ What do you mean to be braver than you. Could it be that you have done something that is sorry for people, and you haven't said sorry yet? ”

In a few words, Chun Dye said that the deer was stunned, and the smile on his face could no longer be hung up, and it collapsed there, shattering little by little.

"Kids, don't talk nonsense!" The fawn follows his usual style, which is concise and to the point.

"I'm not young, I'll be eighteen years old in two months, and I'll be an adult girl."

"To me, even if you're an eighteen-year-old girl, you're a little kid. I'm both older than you, and what do you say isn't a little kid. ”

Chun Dye couldn't help but step forward and pinch the fawn's face, and the tentacles were really as warm and soft as he imagined.

"What are you doing?" The fawn couldn't dodge, a little annoyed and angry, and was teased by a little girl, and her face was a little unbearable. Xiaolu looked around weakly, but fortunately they were busy with Hongnian Xiaojiao and had no time to take care of themselves.

"Look at how the uncle has a good look and has taken the elixir? Or is it a human skin? It's really the envy of us girls. Chun Ran looked at the uncle in her mouth innocently, and saw the uncle's heart pounding.

The wind also became hot.

Seeing that Uncle Xiaolu was speechless for a long time, Chun Dye said inch by inch: "Put your feet down." ”

"What?"

"I'm tired, lend me to lie down." Chun Dye did not give the deer a chance to refuse, and lay down, if the deer did not put his feet flat, Chun Dye had a tendency to lie directly in his arms, then, what kind of system!

So, the fawn was dyed in the prostitution. Weixia quickly flattened his feet and gave the girl a very comfortable pillow. He could see the fluttering eyelashes of a girl resting with her eyes closed, and he could hear the faint sound of long breathing. The culprit who caused the fawn to run around was really just looking for a soft pillow and falling asleep in a high-sounding manner.

When passing through Yinyang City, he finally continued to move forward with the large army under the cheeky skin of Chun Dye, of course, Xiaolu contributed to this. Because Chun Dye said that she was not aiming at Nian Xiaojiao, she was Xiaolu's relatives and friends, and Nian Xiaojiao gave her four words "shameless", which was reluctantly acquiescing to Chun Dye's vexatious trouble.

Xiaolu naturally doesn't get that he has such a big charm, it's just the awkwardness between the two girls, and he uses him as a mediator, but he is willing to do it.

When Nian Xiaojiao and the others passed through Yinyang City, they were like rats crossing the street, and they couldn't be more careful, Nian Xiaojiao also mocked: "A good girl who pretends to be a good girl, really don't go to see your father?" Want to play a play to the end? ”

"Master, how can you trust me?"

"Let's see if I can pass through Yinyang City safely, maybe someone will ventilate and report the news, and there is a big pit waiting for me to jump."

"If there is a pit, I will be the first to jump with you." Chun Dye's small body slapped straight sound, and he almost cut open his chest, revealing that his heart was black and red, and he proved his innocence. It made the fawn's brows furrow.

Nian Xiaojiao turned her face away, in fact, she didn't hate Chun Dye so much, since she saw Turbidity Qing'er, and the more than ten corpses in Yang Mansion, as well as Yang Kecheng who died in the hands of her beloved girl, her heart collapsed a little, for no reason, and she couldn't stop hurting.

Even, she would dream of her father-in-law, General Lin Li, Ge Po, and her relatives with blood. Even Shang Hong, Shang Hong in his dream was covered in blood and lifeless. Waking up is a heart-wrenching pain.

Sometimes, reality is so wonderful, dreaming of something, it is really a poke.

When Nian Xiaojiao and the others rushed to Bai Yuan City, they saw the scene they didn't want to see.

Shang Hong fought with Immortal Wuji, and Kunlun Zhong finally had a place to use, trapping the Golden Holy Sword and unable to move. A flash of lightning suddenly rose in the sky, and there was a thunderclap on the ground, and suddenly a stick and ruler fell like a quiet private school, shaking people's souls and bodies at the same time.

The reason is that Xian Wuji is ready to start the fulcrum, and he has the intention of killing hundreds of people. Shang Hong was impatient, trying his best to stop it, not caring about exposure and safety, only thinking about how to rescue these hundreds of poor people who were jumping around.

Kunlun Zhong is very powerful, imprisoning the golden holy sword to death, so that it cannot be a demon. I don't know if the thunder brought by the lightning is building momentum for the Golden Holy Sword, or cheering for the Kunlun Bell, anyway, the movement is not small.

Dark thunder wrapped in dark clouds, swarming, the sky was mostly dark, with a trace of lightning, from a distance to see that Shang Hong, who was controlling the Kunlun Bell, had no time to take care of him, the sky was cold from one side, carrying the Sen Leng broadsword, towards the stalemate of the two, a knife on Shang Hong's side, the figure that was struggling to support fell in response.

At the same time, a strong light slashed on the Kunlun Bell, and the white mang made Nian Xiaojiao blind for an instant.

When you open your eyes again, things are wrong, and when you open your eyes again, they will disappear.

All that was left on the ground was the Kunlun Bell that had been reduced to ashes and the charred corpse.

Lie there, cold.

"Shang Hong!"

In the end, Nian Xiaojiao was forcibly carried away by Xiaolu, just a little bit away, they were only one minute late, and they were separated forever.

......

Nian Xiaojiao had a long, long dream again this time. Shang Hong in the dream is like the first time I saw it, very cold and underbeaten, and there is no smile on his face all the year round. But he is a very helpful person, helping the lost child to find the adult, helping the helpless girl to drive away the hooligan ruffian, fighting with all the evil forces he sees, he is such a person, looking cold, and his heart is sunny.

Such a good person, for this river and lake, hibernating.

In the end, it ended up miserable.

Cold sweat wet Nian Xiaojiao's back, she wanted to stop him, but she couldn't open her mouth, in the dream, he couldn't see her, couldn't hear her, and regarded her as air.

She called out in her heart, and even felt that her mouth was dry, but she still couldn't get a look from her beloved.

And the sky fell, and it was like the clouds of that day that covered the sun.

The sky fell, waking her up from her dreams.

There was a lot of noise around.

"The temperature dropped a little."

"Doctor, her eyes seem to have moved."

"It's been three days, feed some sugar water again."

“......”

It was noisy, but she didn't want to wake up at all.

A good girl who pretends to be a good girl, really doesn't go to see your father? Want to play a play to the end? ”

"Master, how can you trust me?"

"Let's see if I can pass through Yinyang City safely, maybe someone will ventilate and report the news, and there is a big pit waiting for me to jump."

"If there is a pit, I will be the first to jump with you." Chun Dye's small body slapped straight sound, and he almost cut open his chest, revealing that his heart was black and red, and he proved his innocence. It made the fawn's brows furrow.

Nian Xiaojiao turned her face away, in fact, she didn't hate Chun Dye so much, since she saw Turbidity Qing'er, and the more than ten corpses in Yang Mansion, as well as Yang Kecheng who died in the hands of her beloved girl, her heart collapsed a little, for no reason, and she couldn't stop hurting.

Even, she would dream of her father-in-law, General Lin Li, Ge Po, and her relatives with blood. Even Shang Hong, Shang Hong in his dream was covered in blood and lifeless. Waking up is a heart-wrenching pain.

Sometimes, reality is so wonderful, dreaming of something, it is really a poke.

When Nian Xiaojiao and the others rushed to Bai Yuan City, they saw the scene they didn't want to see.

Shang Hong fought with Immortal Wuji, and Kunlun Zhong finally had a place to use, trapping the Golden Holy Sword and unable to move. A flash of lightning suddenly rose in the sky, and there was a thunderclap on the ground, and suddenly a stick and ruler fell like a quiet private school, shaking people's souls and bodies at the same time.

The reason is that Xian Wuji is ready to start the fulcrum, and he has the intention of killing hundreds of people. Shang Hong was impatient, trying his best to stop it, not caring about exposure and safety, only thinking about how to rescue these hundreds of poor people who were jumping around.

Kunlun Zhong is very powerful, imprisoning the golden holy sword to death, so that it cannot be a demon. I don't know if the thunder brought by the lightning is building momentum for the Golden Holy Sword, or cheering for the Kunlun Bell, anyway, the movement is not small.

Dark thunder wrapped in dark clouds, swarming, the sky was mostly dark, with a trace of lightning, from a distance to see that Shang Hong, who was controlling the Kunlun Bell, had no time to take care of him, the sky was cold from one side, carrying the Sen Leng broadsword, towards the stalemate of the two, a knife on Shang Hong's side, the figure that was struggling to support fell in response.

At the same time, a strong light slashed on the Kunlun Bell, and the white mang made Nian Xiaojiao blind for an instant.

When you open your eyes again, things are wrong, and when you open your eyes again, they will disappear.

All that was left on the ground was the Kunlun Bell that had been reduced to ashes and the charred corpse.

Lie there, cold.

"Shang Hong!"

In the end, Nian Xiaojiao was forcibly carried away by Xiaolu, just a little bit away, they were only one minute late, and they were separated forever.

......

Nian Xiaojiao had a long, long dream again this time. Shang Hong in the dream is like the first time I saw it, very cold and underbeaten, and there is no smile on his face all the year round. But he is a very helpful person, helping the lost child to find the adult, helping the helpless girl to drive away the hooligan ruffian, fighting with all the evil forces he sees, he is such a person, looking cold, and his heart is sunny.

Such a good person, for this river and lake, hibernating.

In the end, it ended up miserable.

Cold sweat wet Nian Xiaojiao's back, she wanted to stop him, but she couldn't open her mouth, in the dream, he couldn't see her, couldn't hear her, and regarded her as air.

She called out in her heart, and even felt that her mouth was dry, but she still couldn't get a look from her beloved.

And the sky fell, and it was like the clouds of that day that covered the sun.

The sky fell, waking her up from her dreams.

There was a lot of noise around.

"The temperature dropped a little."

"Doctor, her eyes seem to have moved."

"It's been three days, feed some sugar water again."

“......”

It was noisy, but she didn't want to wake up at all.