Xie Zimiao had a good night's sleep and read the novel~

Really down-to-earth, stable, no distractions, fell asleep in a blink of an eye, slept for a few hours, until dawn・・・・・・ she hadn't slept like this for a long time, she couldn't even remember when the last time she slept so deeply. Starting

Since the collapse of the Fu family and the fall of Xie Zimiao, she has developed a bad habit, every time she lies in bed, she can't help but think nonsense in her heart, thinking about how to take revenge; Missing former loved ones; She even fantasizes about how one day she will pray to those who are looking at her from afar in Heaven.

If the dream that you really look forward to, but can never come true, will slowly become a nightmare, and the porcelain doll is trapped in it, unable to sleep at night. She is Dayan's thief, not the only one, but the most useless.

There are many thieves in Dayan Kingdom, Xie Men's lackeys, Fu Party Gu Lord, Tan Jiajun, etc., and no one expects Xie Zimiao to do anything, but the real trouble is that Xie Zimiao can't let go of it himself: the blood feud between the two pairs of parents and countless relatives should not be pretended to be in the hands of others, and the Xie family and the Fu family are the only ones left, and a burden is placed there, except for her Xie Zimiao, no one is qualified to carry it.

She couldn't carry it, but she still gritted her teeth to carry it, and she couldn't straighten her waist, breathe, or sleep because of this burden. Until one day she suddenly discovered that there was another person in the world, who was more qualified than her to take on this burden, not to mention ability, only qualifications, the son of the Fu family and the son-in-law of the Xie family were more suitable than her daughter-in-law and daughter.

And what really surprised her was that this person was also much stronger and more ferocious than her. The sky above the clouds that dragonflies can't reach, but it's a soaring paradise for eagles.

But then he died.

The burden that had been picked up by him fell back on her, and in the midst of this unloading, the burden seemed to become heavier, and almost immediately crushed Xie Zimiao's sky. God forbid, this guy has been dead for more than a month, and then comes back with a grin and an indescribable feeling of happiness, an indescribable sense of ease, and a feeling of security that even she didn't expect...... Although Song Yang is now injured badly, the bandages wrapped in wounds all over his body are enough for a large family to cut new clothes for the New Year, but the porcelain doll just feels that he has nothing to worry about with him.

So this night, Xie Zimiao slept in the dark, and after opening her eyes, she didn't know where she was for a while, but the muzziness did not prevent her from feeling that the blanket was very warm, the pillow was just right, and the leaning behind her was very soft and comfortable...... It's not all that soft, either.

Xie Zimiao was completely awake, and then his face was red, and his arm was still pillowed under his head.

Afraid that Song Yang was still asleep and didn't dare to look back, Xie Zimiao carefully moved her body forward and stopped squeezing him, but as soon as she moved like this, Song Yang's voice came from behind her head: "Awake?" After asking, Song Yang laughed: "You really sleep." ”

With his back to Song Yang, Xie Zimiao smiled, simply stopped pretending, stretched out his arms and legs, stretched his waist widely, just like when he was a child, kicked off the blanket on his body, sat up, looked down at his shirt, and looked at his shirts, as if he was a little Ling, but he was still wearing it・・・・・・

Song Yang was also getting up, but his movements were much stiffer, he was already injured, plus his arm was numb, and he didn't dare to move when he saw the porcelain doll sleeping sweetly at night for fear of disturbing her sweet dreams, and now his whole body was sore, painful and stiff, it was not easy to sit up, and the most painful thing in the long night was another thing... The taste of the torment is something that only he knows

The porcelain doll didn't care about putting on her robe, and she was busy reaching out to help Song Yang, with some apologies hidden in her eyes: "It's really a little sorry that you didn't dare to move all night, in fact, you don't have to be so cautious, just push me away when you're tired." ”

Song Yang finally sat up, and said with a smile while moving his arms: "It's not like I haven't moved all night, you are considerate, and let me change my arm halfway through sleep." ”

Xie Zimiao shook his head and couldn't remember the process at all, while Song Yang smiled strangely: "Don't you really feel anything unusual?" After waking up compared to before going to bed? ”

Xie Zimiao's eyes were blank, he thought about it carefully, looked around left and right, and finally suddenly realized, and then looked stunned: "This... Isn't this a ghost? ”

Before going to bed, she lay on Song Yang's right side, pillowing Song Yang's right arm, but I don't know what's going on, after waking up, she ran to Song Yang's left side, no need to ask, the arm under the head just now is also Song Yang's left arm......

Song Yang laughed: "Sleep until midnight, you will die begging to arch backwards, like a pig climbing a mountain, and then turn over from me, you came again soon after dawn, if it weren't for the noise of the herdsmen outside, it is estimated that you can still turn back to your original position." )”

Rarely, the porcelain doll opened its mouth wide in surprise, surprised and laughed. Song Yang thought thoughtfully: "I can't remember the past, so I'm not sure ...... As far as I can tell, you're the first to roll on me. ”

The porcelain doll laughed, chasing Song Yang's words and pondering in her heart: Last night, I rolled on him?

The sandman team set off and continued to the north, I don't know if it was too coincidental or not, and the sky was always blue and clear for a while, not to mention the torrential rain that could be used to wash away sins, and not even a drop of light rain had been seen. Without Tianshui, Song Yang would not be able to clear his guilt and leave the ranks of the sand people.

Even when Song Yang was in his heyday, without the help of Shamin, it would not be easy to get out of the wasteland alone, not to mention that now that his cultivation has plummeted and his whole body is injured, there is no other way but to be patient and honestly follow Bai Yin's team.

However, because he couldn't remember the previous things, he didn't have too many worries in his heart, so Song Yang's life was not too sad.

The heavy rain never came, but Bai Yin encountered the most terrible black sandstorm on the grassland.

On this day, the team was advancing, and before I knew it, the air became stuffy and abnormal, and suddenly there were horns from the front of the team, and then all the sandmen were anxious, led by many elders and quickly dispersed, from a bird's-eye view of the sky, the team of tens of thousands of people was almost scattered in a hurry... About two or three hours later, there was a loud and dull sound caused by the explosion of air, and immediately a black storm covered in wild sand appeared without warning, and swept across the wasteland.

The only difference is that the last time they were in a black sandstorm, this time they were led by the sandmen to hide in the dirt pit, hiding in the distance and watching the sandstorm rage. The sandstorm lasted for more than an hour, and then gradually faded and finally dissipated. Read the novel to %%

Seeing the appearance of the sand people to the black sandstorm as if they were facing a great enemy, and then thinking about their previous experiences, the class and the porcelain doll both realized something, and took the opportunity of dinner that night to confirm the matter with the sand king, and the latter no longer hid it, and told them the truth with a smile...... Sand people are able to predict the arrival of black sandstorms in advance by the anomalies of the sky, the soil, and insects and ants.

In addition, among the ancestors of the sandmen, there are also wonderful characters like the twelve corpses of the mountain streams, who have penetrated the miscellaneous winds of the sandstorm and made strange windbreakers, so that the sandfolk can fight in the black storm and be invincible with the help of the sky.

This was originally an unbelievable thing, but it was falsely exaggerated by the dog herdsmen, and finally became a legend that the sandmen were able to summon black sandstorms. As for the battle of the sea of flowers experienced by Song Yang and his party, it was just just in time for the black sandstorm to descend that night, and the sandmen took the opportunity to attack and kill the dog Rong wolf・・・・・・

During the journey, the surrounding sand people took good care of Song Yang and others, but they didn't have much language communication, but they were the Baiyin Sand King, who would come to talk to Song Yang as long as they were fine. Maybe it's because the teacher is Han, and it can be seen that Shawang is very close to the Han people.

The porcelain doll is a young woman, and the sand king understands the rules of the Han people, both respecting and avoiding suspicion, and can't laugh with her casually; As for the deputy son of Master Ban, there is no need to say more, Shawang doesn't touch the old man's moldy head, he only chats with Song Yang.

Song Yang lost his memory, and his thoughts about people were much simpler, which highlighted his cheerful son, and he chatted with the sand king quite well, and the two of them became acquainted with each other, although they didn't talk about everything, but at least they were friends.

A few days later, Song Yang's wolf skin was concocted, Jin's wolf skin saddle, the wolf's head was thrown behind the saddle, if you ride it, it will be a 'wolf riding upside down, look, although the wolf head is in the way, but it is really majestic, the sand king sent the saddle with a smile: "I regret it a little, I am reluctant to give it to you." ”

Song Yang was very generous: "If you like it, take it, I will give it to you, and I will find a way to give it to your Uighur friends." ”

Shawang was overjoyed: "Really? ”

Song Yang was shocked: "Why are you so real?" ”

The sand king laughed: "It's better not to, lest you go back and have no way to explain to your daughter-in-law." ”

In addition to the saddle, the wolf skins, according to black, white, and red, were made into a tapestry, two leather robes, and two leather hats, making a total of three blankets, six robes, and six hats.

The leather robes and fur hats of each type of Yan are one large and one small, which fits the figure of Song Yang and Xie Zimiao, and Sha Min's craftsmanship in concocting leather materials, whether it is a blanket, a leather robe or a hat, the leather is soft and fluffy, the tentacles are soft and comfortable, and the workmanship is exquisite, but Song Yang frowned again after looking at the leather goods and expressing his gratitude: "Why don't you have a coat and hat for the class adults?" ”

The porcelain doll called the old man a classman, and Song Yang also shouted along, although he didn't know what kind of official the old man was.

Sha Wang explained: "Master Ban later came to me alone, and said that he didn't like this kind of bells and whistles, so he used ordinary leather to sew him a set of covers and wear, rest assured, I don't dare to treat him badly, the ordinary set sewn for him, but it is really thick leather, not as beautiful as yours, but warmer than yours." ”

The leather goods were delivered, and Xie Zihao was busy...... was busy with how to match Song Yang's clothes, pulling Song Yang left and right, and finally made up his mind:

When Song Yang wore a black robe, she wore a red robe, black and red commensurate with male domineering and female enchantment; If Song Yang wants to wear a red robe, she will pass on the white robe, and the man will be as fierce as fire, and the woman should be elegant and beautiful; If Song Yang wears a white robe, she will choose a black robe, her husband will be chic and dignified, and his wife will be mysterious and noble・・・・・・

This kind of woman's thoughts, Song Yang can't understand no matter what, and the porcelain doll smiled: "Usually you can dress whatever you want, don't worry about anything, I will follow you to match my robe." ”

The class master was wearing a gray wolf skin robe, and watched the two dolls tossing and turning for clothes from the side, the old face was full of disdain, but there was a smile hidden in his eyes: the two dolls together, they have mastered most of the wealth of the Dahong treasure map, and they can be regarded as the world's first-class rich, even if a mountain of gold is piled up in front of them, they are afraid that they will dislike this mountain, why is it so dazzling, but now they are happy for a few wolf skins?

The environment is special, and it can't be guessed according to common sense, but Song Yang and the porcelain doll are now very cheap, but they are more pure and happy, and the class can fully understand that the people of the twilight have a much deeper understanding of the word "happy" than the dolls.

When camping at dusk that night, Song Yang was approached by the sand king to talk about the world, and Master Ban found Xie Zimiao: "When I chatted with the barbarians, I learned that three days later was a festival for them, and the name of this festival was somewhat interesting, and it was a good day for them to get married. Speaking of this, Master Ban changed his words: "In the past, you told me how important Song Yang is, and it was all about your revenge, but after he came back, in my opinion, your happiness is not just someone who helped you pick up the burden." ”

People are old and fine, and the feelings of those children can't escape the eyes of the class adults, Xie Zimiao smiled and was not as embarrassed as an ordinary woman, but nodded calmly: "I like him very much." ”

The old man smiled: "I also visited Dayan back then, and I have met Prime Minister Fu and Master Xie, so I can count it more seriously, I am also the elder of the two of you, or... Let me call the shots, and take advantage of the auspicious day of the barbarian to do your good deeds." ”

Unexpectedly, Xie Zimiao shook his head, and the class man frowned: "What are your concerns?" Are you still afraid that Song Yang will not agree? Don't worry, I can see ......."

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, Xie Zimiao continued to shake his head: "It's not that I'm afraid that he won't agree, it's that things can't be done." After speaking, she didn't explain much and said seriously to the class master: "Your old kindness, Xie Zimao bowed to you." But the marriage... Not right now. ”

Master Ban snorted, and with his son, he didn't bother to ask the reason, flicked his sleeves and turned his head away.

In the next day, the porcelain doll's 'matching plan' officially began, but unfortunately Sha Min didn't have the eyes to look at the black and red match, red and white match she worked so hard to figure out・・・・・・ it may be that Sha Min thinks that the porcelain doll is as ugly as a yaksha, and it is useless to wear anything.

Fortunately, the porcelain doll had fun on her own, and some people praised her best, and it didn't matter if no one paid attention to her.

After another ten days, the large and small wounds on Song Yang's body were basically healed, and his body that had been refining blood since he was a child was extraordinary. It's a pity that his martial arts are old-fashioned, strong enough, but it's still too bad compared to before the accident

His internal strength cultivation has not dissipated, and the majestic power near the realm of the grandmaster is still there, but it is just dormant in the meridians, as if it is dormant, and he can't wake up no matter how he screams, so that Song Yang always has a feeling that he can't make it out, and he can't say it's awkward.

The days passed quietly, and every night the porcelain doll would shrink into his arms to sleep, and occasionally the little pig would roll over the hill and roll on him, as he did on the first night. Since he came back, her heart has really been down-to-earth, during this time the porcelain doll has slept surprisingly well, not only has she not thought about it before going to bed, but she doesn't even have a dream, she closes her eyes every night and falls asleep quickly, and it must be dawn when she opens her eyes again.

Sleep was guaranteed, and the pale face of the porcelain doll gradually revealed some healthy flush, and the spirit during the day was obviously much better.

But on the other hand, Song Yang is not so energetic. He was very uncomfortable every night, not because he couldn't move, but because he had her in his arms, she was good-looking, and she was very close to him・・・・・・ when the injury was not healed, Song Yang could only endure it, and now the injury is so good that Song Yang can't help it tonight.

In fact, it's not that he can't help it, it's that he doesn't want to endure it, his left arm was used as a pillow by Xie Zimiao, and his other hand can move, not long after lying down, Song Yang's right hand moved slightly, sliding gently through the dress... After a while, seeing that the porcelain doll didn't react, Song Yang's courage was a little bigger... The little girl's breathing was a little nervous, trembling slightly, and her heart was beating faster, so she lay in Song Yang's arms, how could these little reactions be hidden from him.

Xie Zimiao still didn't move, and Song Yang became even more greedy and didn't want to be separated by clothes. However, the porcelain doll's inner skirt is a jumpsuit, hanging straight from the shoulders to the ankles, Song Yang wants to shake it off, but it can't reach the ankles, so he can only go up and up again to find her neckline.

The neckline is not difficult to find, but what Song Yang didn't expect was that her right hand had just wrapped around her neck, and the porcelain doll suddenly lowered her head, opened her mouth and gently bit the hand that was being a thief.

Purely being a thief, Song Yang's hands trembled, but Xie Zimiao was startled, and his voice was a little hesitant: "The bite hurts?" ”

Buyang replied honestly.

'The bite hurts,' 'It doesn't hurt,' such a heartless question and answer is really not like what two smart people can say, and both of them were a little sneering for a while.

With a soft sound, the porcelain doll turned over, and while meeting Song Yang's eyes, she stretched out a hand and rubbed it on his cheek, and after a while, she spoke, her voice was very soft: "I know it's uncomfortable for you to sleep like this." Every morning when I wake up, I secretly resolve to start sleeping separately today; But every night I can't help it, I want to sleep next to you... Leaning on your side to sleep, I'm alive soon... It's me who is overbearing. ”

Song Yang didn't speak, just smiled, tilted his head slightly and kissed her palm. But once again, unexpectedly, the porcelain doll that had just passed through the skirt and didn't react much when she put her hands on and off, after Song Yang's little intimate kiss, was stunned for a moment, and looked at him in a daze without saying a word.

Song Yang didn't know why, so he waited quietly for a while, and when he saw that she was still in a daze, he asked softly, "What's wrong?" ”

The porcelain doll came back to her senses and exhaled slowly: "You kiss my palm." It's the first time I've been kissed by a man when I've grown so big, and I feel like I've been struck by lightning. ”

Song Yang smiled: "This is too exaggerated, right?" ”

The porcelain doll's eyes were very bright, and she was not in a hurry to answer, and put her hand next to Song Yang's mouth: "Can you... One more time. ”