The last touch of the sunset also fell in Zhuge Qinghong's stupid gaze, and the corners of the woman's slightly hooked mouth in front of her were exactly the same as in her memory.

The cozy ink crow seemed to see the owner who had turned into an idiot in the distance, and raised his head and snorted at him. Xiao Xinyi stopped his movements and looked at Zhuge Qinghong, seeing him standing in the distance with a few branches in his arms that were sharpened as thick as his wrists.

The man in the pale blue shirt was shrouded in the rosy afterglow of the setting sun, and the occasional wind blew the corners of his clothes, Xiao Xinyi didn't dare to look at the gentle look like water in his eyes, and stood up and lowered his head to pull up the ink crow and slap the fallen leaves on its body.

Zhuge Qinghong slowly walked to the side and put the branches on the ground, took out a dagger from the boot to cut down the surrounding weeds, at this time there was no new grass in the woods, all the dead branches and leaves, he quickly cleaned up a flat open space, and then walked to Xiao Hei and took a package from it, opened it was some thin ropes and a few pieces of silk, Xiao Xinyi watched him skillfully use branches and silk to build a temporary tent, couldn't help but be a little stunned, could it be that the son of the dignified martial arts alliance leader often does this kind of thing.

After setting up the tent, Zhuge Qinghong spread the soft hay and fallen leaves around the tent into a thick layer, and then covered it with a piece of silk. After doing all this, he stood up and turned his head to Xiao Xinyi and said: "I am in a hurry to go out, I haven't prepared too many things, these are what I usually use when I go out, and I hope the girl will not dislike it."

Xiao Xinyi raised her eyes and looked at the tent, it was strange to say, the silk silk on the tent looked transparent, but after holding it up, she couldn't see through it at all, even so, she didn't want to live in his tent, raised her eyes and said: "Childe doesn't have to be so troublesome, I can rest outside with a cloak, look at Childe's thin clothes, the tent is still used by Childe himself."

"Miss Jiang, you don't have to worry about such a trivial matter." Zhuge Qinghong stared at Xiao Xinyi with a serious face.

Xiao Xinyi looked at him, knowing that any more disputes would not be as she wished, and the cold wind in the forest was indeed a little unbearable for her, so she bowed her head slightly and hugged her fist and saluted: "Then tonight will be wronged by the son."

Zhuge Qinghong smiled slightly bitterly, walked to the side and looked around to stand still, then one palm on the top and the other hand on the bottom, the two hands were just simply flipped twice, and the surrounding hay and leaves automatically gathered in one place, and even the hay branches that took root on the ground were also drawn out by the internal force, bringing out some soil, and soon there was an open space of about a zhang around him, Xiao Xinyi was slightly surprised when he looked at his movements, Zhuge Qinghong actually had such a deep internal force.

Although it is not difficult for a martial arts person who has cultivated a little internal strength to gather these hayes in one place, he also needs to use his heart and method to exercise his skills, and he simply exudes his internal force at that station, the so-called gestures, Xiao Xinyi can see at a glance that he is just making a show, who is he learning from? In Xiao Xinyi's understanding of people in the martial arts, only the master has such a deep internal force, but it is impossible for the master to accept him as an apprentice, is there still a hidden master in the rivers and lakes?

The reason why Xiao Xinyi dared to let Zhuge Qinghong go on the road with her when friends and enemies were unknown was because he was confident that he would not be able to hurt her. But now, if the two fight, I don't know who can subdue whom.

Zhuge Qinghong found a few stones from the side and formed a circle, and then lit the remaining wooden sticks with hay, and after a while, the surroundings warmed up, and after doing this, he turned back to Xiao Xinyi, who was pale from the cold, and said, "I'll go find something to eat, and it will be warmer if you go into the tent." Seeing Xiao Xinyi nodded, he strode towards the distance.

If it weren't for seeing Xiao Xinyi so cold, why would he be so anxious to expose his internal strength that he had never shown before, maybe deep in his heart, he was not willing to hide anything from her at all.

Things have come to this, if Xiao Xinyi refuses again, it will be a little hypocritical, she walked to the tent, the tent is very small, but it can only accommodate one person, Xiao Xinyi can't help but be surprised again and again inside, although the tent is impermeable from the outside, but from the inside to the outside is to see clearly, what is even more strange is that the fire is baked, the inside of the tent is actually warm, not inferior to the greenhouse with a stove, this thing is extraordinary.

Xiao Xinyi studied his brother's "Wulin Biography" all day long, and boasted that he knew most of the people and things in the martial arts, and now it seems that the people and things in the rivers and lakes are definitely much more complicated than those recorded in the book.

Before you know it, it's already dark, maybe tomorrow the weather is not good, the moon in the sky is not too bright, a little hazy. Xiao Xinyi, who was preoccupied, heard movement in the distance, and saw that Zhuge Qinghong had returned, holding a sharpened branch in his hand, with a cleaned rabbit strung on it, and a bundle of dry branches tied behind his back. Although it was like this, the forest wind blew his clothes and fluttered away, and the hazy moonlight lined his dusty temperament, as if he had strayed into the mortal world and was about to step on the moon at any time.

Xiao Xinyi looked at Zhuge Qinghong who was walking slowly through the firelight, and was in a trance for a while. It seemed as if a long time had passed, and it was as if time had stopped at this moment.

But now she would never have imagined that for many years to come, this scene would often appear in her dreams, and she did not want to wake up.

Zhuge Qinghong walked to the fire, added a few dry firewood, found a stone, sat down, and roasted the rabbit. When the rabbit was roasted, he said to the tent, "Girl, come out and have something to eat." After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside, Zhuge Qinghong was startled, walked quickly to the tent and opened the door curtain to see that she was asleep.

The woman in front of her was lying sideways in her cloak like a kitten, her long eyelashes moving as if she was sleeping a little unsteadily. Zhuge Qinghong was both distressed and a little happy in her heart, feeling sorry that she must have been exhausted for the past few days to be so tired, happy that she could sleep peacefully in front of him, it can be seen that she is defenseless against him in her heart, and she is still willing to believe him.

Zhuge Qinghong stretched out his hand to help her pull the cloak, hesitated for a moment and shrank back, carefully closed the door curtain, returned to the fire, tore off half of the rabbit and ate it, and the half was on the stone next to the fire. After eating, Zhuge Qinghong sat on the stone and rested against the trunk of the tree next to him, and the ink crow stood next to him and slept Zhengxiang.

Zhuge Qinghong is also running around day after day, in order to eliminate the gang of robbers as soon as possible and rush back to the villa to celebrate his father's birthday, he has not slept well for many days, but he is not sleepy at all now, because now there are people around him who need his protection, although this forest is under his control, but he does not dare to gamble, he can no longer see her hurt in front of his eyes.

Xiao Xinyi, who slept until midnight, was awakened by a nightmare again, this time the dream was a little different from the previous one, there was a little boy in the dream, one moment he was holding hands with him to watch the fireworks in the sky, and the next moment the little boy was engulfed by the sudden raging fire, and she was the only one left in the vast world in the dark night.

Xiao Xinyi saw Zhuge Qinghong sleeping against the trunk through the tent, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and got up and walked out of the tent, as soon as the tent came out of the tent late at night, Xiao Xinyi tightened the cloak on his body, saw the fire that was about to burn out and added a few branches to it, looked back at Zhuge Qinghong who was thinly dressed, hesitated for a moment and then took off the cloak, walked to him and gently covered him.

Then he walked to the fire and picked up the half of the roast rabbit and ate it, the roast rabbit was still warm, and Zhuge Qinghong put it in a position that would neither let the fire burn nor be cold.

Xiao Xinyi thought that the sleeping Zhuge Qinghong was hooking a curved arc at this time, like the brightest sunshine in winter.