Qinghe took a closer look, making the jade very different from the past, squatting on the ground, shrunk into a ball, pale, eyes full of determination, abnormal expression, and indescribable resentment.

Qinghe hesitated for a moment, coughed lightly, and Fang Dang slowly stepped forward: "Sister Yu, I've been looking for you for a long time, and it turned out to be here." ”

Lang Yu turned around abruptly and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Qinghe. After thinking about it for a long time, he sobered up, hurriedly waved his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes, and hid the "Emei Yin and Yang Thorn" in his hand into his arms.

After adjusting his expression and calming his voice, Qinghe asked: "Sister He, your body is not well, it is not good for life and recuperation, and in the middle of the night, why are you running around?" ”

Qinghe was sad in her heart, and smiled on her face: "Sister Yu, the three of you, one is crying in the room, one is in a daze, and the other is grinding arrows under the bamboo." Where can I sleep? ”

Lang Yu wanted to swallow tears and pretend to be happy, but unexpectedly, tears rippled, and he didn't want to be seen by Qinghe, so he hurriedly turned his head to the side: "Sister He, don't worry, everything will always be fine, and we can all think about it." ”

Qinghe tried her best to turn a blind eye and whispered comfort: "In my opinion, Sister Yu can't think about it the most." You sharpen your knives late at night, and set it to kill demons tomorrow. ”

Lang Yu's tears flowed silently, still trying his best to suppress it, trying his best to hide it: "Don't talk nonsense, it's not early, let's go back." After speaking, he pulled Qinghe and walked back.

At the moment of the tentacle, Qinghe suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and he couldn't bear it: "Good sister, there are many people in Jiawang, and even Shu Jun has forbearance for three points, not to mention our common people?" You must promise me that as long as you take back the cliff life, the matter of revenge will come a long way. ”

Hearing this, Lang Yu stopped abruptly. Under the moonlight, she looked at her best friend fixedly, and suddenly, her grief and anger were unstoppable, and her hatred was irresistible. A pair of eyes, shining, resentful and sad; A small face, full of tears, poignant and crazy.

She trembled violently and trembled wildly for a long time, finally forcibly suppressed, finally pretended to regain her composure, and was finally able to speak, but with a heavy nasal voice: "You are an outsider, you don't have to be in danger, you don't need to think too much. ”

Qinghe looked at Langyu, less cowardly, and more resolute: "Although I can't help myself, I have become one with you, and I can no longer stay out of it." ”

Lang Yu shook his head again and again, looked at the looming cold moon, and whispered: "In this world, how many people are not involuntarily? How many people will do what they want? Qinghe is obedient and goes back to your room. Only if the world is clean, only if this evil never happened. ”

Qinghe looked at the jade, full of pity: "Sister Yu, don't think about revenge again, I dare to go back with confidence." ”

Lang Yu couldn't suppress it anymore, and his low voice was like crying: "Qinghe, you know!" This is to tell the birds not to fly, the fish not to swim, the beasts not to run, and the insects not to jump! I only hate myself for being incompetent! Why am I short-sighted? Why am I so low? I can't avenge my father, I can't hate my brother, I drag down Qiu Shan, I can't take good care of my sister-in-law, and I can't protect Yasheng! In that case, why should I endure humiliation and steal my life? ”

Seeing that Langyu was extremely painful, Qinghe said in his heart: "Rongyu Bingxue is smart, it must be a known truth." lest she not listen to the admonition, put herself in danger, and was anxious, and choked up: "Sister Yu, it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." We are not gentlemen, it is better to spend 20 years, lie down and taste the gall, there will always be a day when the big enemy will be snowed. ”

Langyu was in extreme pain, couldn't hold it anymore, gritted his teeth, shed tears, his shoulders trembled, and only after a while did he say with sadness and hatred: "This hatred is not shared!" This hatred is not the same as the sun and the moon! Hurt my father! Kill my brother! Rob my nephew! Another twenty years? Where can I get it! ”

Qinghe's heart ached very much, and she hugged this little man who was soft on the outside and strong on the inside: "If Sister Yu can endure it, this revenge will eventually be avenged." If Sister Yu can't bear it, only Jiuquan will hate. ”

Lang Yu was sad and indignant: "If you don't kill Zhuo Xing, you are living, what's the use?" ”

Qinghe's heart was extremely painful: "Sister Yu, think about Qiu Shan, how can you ignore your past wishes?" ”

Lang Yu was sad and painful: "That's all some infatuation!" If I can't kill Zhuo Xing, I'm willing to die and accompany my father and brother's soul! ”

Qinghe was infinitely worried: "Sister Jade! The love of relatives is better than Baoyu! The enemy's life is as cheap as rubble! How can you abandon the treasure and go and take the rubble? ”

Lang Yu was extremely sad: "You are not me, how do you know that my heart hurts!" ”

Qinghe was anxious: "I have also had pain in my skin, and I know Yin Shuai's state of mind when he was dying." What he is most concerned about is not looking forward to the tragic death of the enemy, but to hope that his children will live well! In my opinion, it is better to kill Zhuo Xing than to leave it to Shu Jun to do; Saving the life of the cliff is the top priority. ”

Seeing that Lang Yu's hatred was unabated, Qinghe suddenly changed his mind: "Sister Yu, you go over there to see Qiu Shan." His grief and indignation are much greater than yours. I'm just afraid that he will be impulsive, so he will go to Jiawangfu desperately, regardless of life or death. ”

This sentence really worked, and Langyu was full of grief and indignation, and instantly turned into watery tenderness, and hurriedly hid the "Emei Yin and Yang Thorn", rushed to the Qinghe point, and jumped away quickly.

The two bitter people sat together, holding hands and looking at each other with teary eyes, choking and speechless.

Qinghe didn't step forward, just stood aside, thinking about tomorrow's battle, and felt cold all over his body. I urgently needed to warm up, and suddenly I remembered the hot springs with excellent detoxification effects, and I went to Wuli Lake.

Walking on the road, think about making jade, think about hills, think about cliffs, think about Daiyan. Thinking about myself before and after, I only feel that everything is not satisfactory, and I only feel that life is too hard.

She wandered in this life, although the time is still shallow, but because she is far away from Ah Long, it seems that she has gone through thousands of years. The road ahead is far away, thousands of miles away, the cold poison has not been cleared, the body is in pain, and there is only love left.

People are in the tea mountain, and they are widowed. All over the mountains, are clusters of new tea, the breeze blows, wisps of tea fragrance, refreshing people's hearts, more cool.

The winding mountain road is empty, and she seems to be the only one in the entire tea mountain. She has always loved to be lively, but now, she is alone, guarding a piece of vicissitudes and desolation, and there is only sadness and sorrow in her heart, only feeling extremely lonely, only feeling infinitely lonely.

Looking up at the sky, the moon is in the sky. Only then did I remember that today is the Lantern Festival. Involuntarily, thinking back to the past, at this moment, they are all by Ah Long's side and sharing the sweet and sweet rice balls.

The moon in the sky is full and full, and the silver light is like water and practice, quietly pouring in the world. The east wind rises steeply on the ground, bringing a coolness, blowing a mist, faintly, looming, like the mist and dark green smoke.

Looking up into the distance, the height is staggered, dense bushes, full of bamboos, and the Wuli Lake is overlapped and wrapped. The moonlight is mottled through the clusters of green bamboos, and it shines through, and the lake water is sparkling and sparkling, and the waves are thin in circles.

Looking up again, over the sea of tea mountains and bamboos, it is Yunjian Mountain again, the towering peak, like a sharp sword, straight into the clouds.

The unbearable cold moon lonely sword made her miss the happy times in her previous life. How could she forget Aaron? How can you forget to go to the South China Sea together, step on a sampan, face thousands of waves, and surf at high speed? In that modern age, how free? How joyful?

Inadvertently, tears flowed down my face. Unconsciously, he whispered in his mouth:

Last year, I showed my eyes today, and the wind and waves were like waves. This year's New Year's Eve is sorrowful, just like spring flowing eastward.

The cold moon is still bright, and the past is unbearable. Qinghe is thinner than tea, where are the Yiren crying?

Unexpectedly, the most precious memories of the previous life were interrupted by the little nightingale of this life. The nightingale's cry was melodious and melodious. She looked eagerly at each other, but was nowhere to be seen. I feel that the excitement only belongs to the little nightingale, what does it have to do with her? Thinking like this makes me even more sad.

I was grieving, and suddenly heard very fast and light footsteps, from far to near, rushing forward. was startled, and two figures, one white and one black, floated in.

The woman in white was like a clouded leopard, and with a vertical leap, she floated out a few feet away. The man in black behind her whispered, his voice full of pathos: "Mother! Stay! ”

The woman in white hesitated when she heard this, and finally stopped and turned around. In the moonlight, her face is like beautiful jade, and silver threads are like snow. Although she is handsome in the dust, although she shows the vicissitudes of life, her voice contains love and kindness: "Ah Mu, since you are all right, your mother is very relieved, you also let your mother go with peace of mind." ”

The man in black took an arrow step, flew over, quickly knelt at the feet of the woman in white, hugged her legs with both hands, and burst into tears: "Mother, Ah Mu hasn't seen me for several years, and I still want to take a few more looks, but I really can't bear to let my mother go!" ”