About half an hour later, Ye Feng stopped.

I saw that the iron sword that had not completely melted before had completely melted into pus......

It's dusk, the dogs bark incessantly, and the dotted and dense people scattered in the streets and alleys west of the city are also coming to the east side of the city.

At night, the east of the city is at its most lively.

Ye Feng stopped and stepped in, physically and mentally exhausted, and the indescribable heavy tiredness from the depths of his heart.

She finally saw that scene-

A sword was forged again by his hand, and it was as perfect as ever.

Ye Feng stopped laughing, resting on his loose brows tiredly, squirming, it was the sound of the hula wind coming from the goose intestine alley, Wu Wuqing waved his hand, raised his eyebrows lightly, and motioned for her to come over.

"Pretty enough?" He said softly.

"Beautiful." Ye Feng stopped bending the corners of his lips, and his arms snuggled against the cool night breeze and the shadow of the moon.

"It's so heavy......"

"Seems to be a bit heavy......" Wu Wuqing replied.

His hand finally landed on her wrist again, and the moment he put the Sword Immortal down, their hearts were finally connected again.

His burly and tall figure was the harbor she had been looking forward to for a long time, a home.

The lights have been extinguished.

Ye Feng's stomach couldn't help but make a fuss, gurgling, turning over the river and the sea.

"Hungry?" Wu Wuqing lightly opened her lips and teeth.

Ye Feng stopped from under his arm and slipped out.

There has always been a demagogic charm in his eyes and tone.

The moment Ye Feng stopped walking out, Wu Wuqing stopped for a second, and then walked out.

His hands went from being empty to holding her Qiongyu.

Footsteps crept closer, close to her ears.

"Let's go! I know there's a particularly good restaurant here. ”

"It should all be closed!" Ye Feng stopped replying, did not look back at him, and did not dare to look at him.

"You follow me, or you will be hungry......" Wu Wuqing walked suddenly, and a gust of wind was cold.

Ye Feng stopped and raised his eyes, following his footsteps.

It wasn't until the evening that they finally rested.

It's really not closed yet.

It's almost time to close......

What Wu Wuqing said in his mouth was a dumpling shop.

When he was a child, he remembered that he liked to eat the colorful rice balls cooked by his nurse in Wufuli.

At that time, his home was not broken, and it had not been framed and destroyed.

Ye Feng stopped raising his eyes and saw a trace of darkness and shadow in Wu Wuqing's eyes.

Then, retracting his curiosity and scrutiny, he just waited for this empty stomach to be able to feed a full one.

The two men sat comfortably on two benches, sitting across each other without saying a word.

Quietly, like a hazy moonlight.

I saw that the boss beckoned them to eat, and bowls and two bowls of hot rice balls were served one after another.

Served......

Wu Wuqing's hand was withdrawn from under the table, and it was placed in the corner of the table. Putting down his sword and chuckling, he couldn't help but be startled Ye Fengzhu raised his head and glanced at him.

His fingers were as slender as his tall posture.

Ye Fengzhu finally withdrew his gaze that stayed in Wu Wuqing, he couldn't help but be a little fascinated by the woman opposite, smiled and looked back, and even returned to the same sitting posture as before, his fingers were still placed as they were, obediently, cold and with a hint of faint and unknown scorching, bound in the air and the wind and grass.

Ye Fengzhi felt that there were some strange signs inexplicably, and he jumped out of the night.

In short, the first thing to do now is to enjoy this steaming bowl of rice balls.

"Why haven't you moved your chopsticks yet?" Ye Feng stopped and said in an inquiring tone.

"Oh......" Wu Wuqing looked at him, "It's a midsummer night, and it's delicious when it's cool." ”

In the past, he was alone, waiting for the wind to blow, whether it was a summer night or a long winter night with nowhere to go.

Ye Feng stopped and realized, he seemed to be a regular visitor who used to sit here.

Although the boss spoke politely and coldly to him, she could tell that he often came here......

Ye Feng stopped and saw that Wu Wuqing didn't speak, and she herself was embarrassed to move her chopsticks.

Besides, she didn't want to expose such an ugly appearance in front of a big man, and besides, there was a man sitting across from her - such a good-looking man.

Wu Wuqing saw that she didn't eat it, and felt a little surprised.

"Aren't you hungry?" Wu Wuqing said, "Could it be ...... You're disgusted with ......."

"Nope." Ye Feng stopped and waved his hand, "No! ”

"Then you should use your chopsticks." Wu Wuqing said in a commanding tone, "Don't be hungry. ”

Ye Feng felt inexplicably funny in his heart.

Men are really rough nerves, and they don't understand girls' minds at all.

"Inside this rice ball...... What's the stuffing? Ye Feng stopped carelessly picking up a rice ball.

"Red bean paste filling." Wu Wuqing replied.

"In the past, I loved this stuffing the most, both when I was a child and when I grew up."

"There were other stuffings, but unfortunately I came late today, and I can't eat them when I bring you here."

"No, I also like to eat red bean paste filling." Ye Fengzhu retorted.

Wu Wuqing hesitated for a second or two, smiled, his cold eyes were frosty, but because of a hint of laughter, a thin layer of ice melted outside.

"Then don't you eat it quickly...... Wu Wuqing said, "It's almost cold." ”

"It's okay, I'll accompany you." Ye Feng stopped saying a word and was shocked, Wu Wuqing was nowhere to hide, not just happy or sad.

The night was quiet, and it was probably only the two of them sitting in front of them.

The fire in the fire pit shone brightly, became fainter and weaker, and gradually shrank into a small flame that left aside only a heart where they had nowhere to put it. Bookbag netting

At the table, the two people sitting opposite each other had nothing to talk about, and they all turned into one rice ball after another into the throat, and entered the stomach, mixed with hot and cold.

Ye Feng suddenly felt a hint of coolness in his heart, Wu Wuqing is like this, will he get stomach problems after a long time?

If there are too many cold things in the stomach, it will cause chills to the stomach.

If this goes on for a long time......

"Is there something wrong?" Wu Wuqing asked.

The dumplings were also finished, and it was time for them to go home.

"Nope." Ye Feng paused and refused, put down the soup bowl, this glutinous rice ball is really delicious, the color is good-looking, it naturally makes people have a great appetite, and their appetite is not reduced, and they have eaten all the essence before they know it.

Abruptly stopped in his throat and sighed.

She wanted to have a bowl, but suddenly she was in no mood.

She was puzzled and worried, hesitating, why did she worry about Wu Wuqing?

She didn't want to fall into a bottomless pit from which she could never get out.

Along the way, seeing Ye Feng, he didn't say much.

Wu Wuqing couldn't help but be a little worried about her.

But I don't know how to open my mouth to her.

With pouring water as an introduction to the words, he is cocooning himself......

has arrived at the bridgehead, and after passing through the bridgehead, Ye Feng stopped and returned to the Tongfu Pavilion.

She can't go back to Qianyi Pavilion for the time being, and the proprietress and customers there have already been offended by her.

"Your sword ......," Wu Wuqing said quietly.

He stared at Ye Feng's lonely back, the willow leaves frowned, and the moon fluttered dragons.

Everything returns, and everything seems to come to an end.

Ye Feng didn't speak, she didn't look back for a single step, and went all the way to the other side of the bridge.

Wu Wuqing couldn't see her head, and she couldn't see her outline clearly......

Wu Wuqing had no choice but to remain silent and fold the sword back.

When will she think about it, so why not come and pick it up?

So he resolutely turned away and went out of his body.

Ye Feng stopped and wanted to turn back, but her footsteps didn't listen to her.

I had to keep dragging it out, step by step.

Her heart was dripping blood, and with a single step, she was cut a shallow wound.

Things happened, and she fell to the end, and there was not much left of the lesson and repentance, she only remembered to be perfect, and to fulfill herself and the people she loved.

Otherwise...... All of them would end up miserable because of her alone.

She didn't want others to be involved and hurt because of her, just because of the identity behind her Ye Fengzhu......

She also didn't want others to be left out and abandoned because of her uncertain mind.

The next day, it must have been a good day.

Ye Feng stopped looking up and looked into the distance, and saw the stars shining brightly, and there was no boundlessness.

The blue sky is like a lake.

Sleep peacefully with your hands on your pillows.

Ye Feng couldn't help but recall the old days.

At that time, there was a white-clothed handsome boy, riding on the shoulders of a white horse, with clear eyes exactly the same as pouring water, and the delicacy of his voice was also the same, as if he had crushed a touch of shallow sun and early morning breeze in the shallow stream of time.

But she resolutely refused.

She didn't want to get on that horse again, to fulfill another wish that would eventually fail and not be fulfilled.

As soon as she stepped on that sailboat, she was determined to love someone for the rest of her life.

But no one can truly understand a person and fall in love with someone thoroughly.

Unless that person makes her heart die, completely, from head to toe.

Cutting off a person's thoughts and thoughts, and all thoughts are extinguished, is the beginning of all struggles and the source of chasing.

Master Jian Nanxia once said this to her.

Maybe! Until now, she hadn't really understood the deeper meaning of this sentence.

Maybe...... Only when she got to that day could she really reflect on who was the person she had always loved in her heart.

The first time she saw the pouring water, she was indeed tempted.

He was like a ray of sunshine penetrating her heart, robbing her of three points of courage.

From then on, I will never look back.

Until, she met Bai Yu Guanren again, he was the first man she fell in love with in her life, she couldn't forget it, how could she give up the original feelings?

If the pouring water is a diamond, then Wu Wuqing is the vast sky, and the diamond is just a touch of the stars.

Sometimes, however, diamonds come more violently and urgently.

It was like a crashed meteor shower, and one of them hit her heart with precision.

However, that vast sky is still there, and he has never taken a step, which is the heart that represents Wu Wuqing.

Perhaps, from beginning to end, Wu Wuqing has never been sincere for a woman, including her Ye Feng.

But Mo Yan is like a Bodhi seed that landed in the mortal world, giving her a trace of relief and happiness in the sea of sorrow and suffering.

She couldn't help but indulge, and gradually she didn't know the way back, and she couldn't return to the original place she started.

Only the man who poured the water could make her understand why she set out, he had not changed from beginning to end, saying that the wind was the wind and the rain was the rain, although he turned his face ruthlessly, but still made people infatuated and fallen.

He's too pure, too straightforward, and that's his flaw.

Only occasionally in the process of love entanglement, he degenerated into stubbornness and cowardice.

This man taught her a lot, from which she learned to distinguish between right and wrong, dare to love and hate.

After she hurt him, he was able to accept all her strengths and weaknesses as he always was, showing that he was indeed a man she deserved to trust for the rest of her life.

However, he was still ruthless, and he didn't completely plan to stop and forgive her for her mistakes.

If you love someone, you may not be able to do it at all! How can you be as tolerant as a stranger who has not dabbled in the past?