Qinglong's eyes flashed with crazy murderous intent, the blue light flashed, and the blade was less than a meter away from Wu Song, Wu Song had never felt that death was so close to him like this time.

With such a close distance and such a fast sword technique, Wu Song has no time to dodge, is it all about to end?

"Don't, stop it!" A woman's coquettish cry reached the ears of Wu Song and the others, and at the same time, a gray-black whip wrapped around the Qinglong Knife, stopping its attack.

Wu Song was stunned, why was this woman's voice so familiar? When he saw the scorpion-like hook tail at the end of the whip, a wave of ecstasy surged through his body, and he struggled to his feet, turning his head to look to the right.

Dressed in purple, with exquisite curves, not eating fireworks, it is a red bird, a little finch that Wu Song misses day and night, Wu Song is short of breath at this time, and his heartbeat is even faster than just now.

Suzaku had already arrived when Qinglong and Wu Song were fighting, but the two of them were too focused on fighting at that time, so no one noticed. When she found out that the man who fought with Qinglong turned out to be her lover who she cared about day and night, she was a little stunned for a while.

But when she saw Wu Song being knocked away by the green dragon, she hurriedly rushed over, stopped it loudly, and wrapped the green dragon's knife with the poisonous dragon whip to prevent it from falling on Wu Song's body.

"Suzaku, why did you stop me from killing this person, he was the murderer of Xuanwu?" Qinglong had already put away the knife at this time, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes when he looked at Suzaku, so his tone of asking her was also very gentle.

Suzaku had a pained expression on her face, as if there was something unspeakable, and she muttered, "Actually...... I ......" but he didn't say a few words, and he didn't say anything, he just looked at Wu Song fixedly.

Wu Song had already picked up the Longquan knife that had fallen to the ground, and he had thousands of words to say to this parting beauty at the moment, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt so pale and powerless, and he had to turn into a greeting, "Little Sparrow, you are here." ”

As soon as the words fell, a string of tears had already hung on Suzaku's face, and as soon as her hand holding the poisonous dragon whip loosened, the whip fell and fell on the grass, but she had already rushed to Wu Song's side, gently touching Wu Song's cheek with her cold little hand, and choked speechlessly.

At this moment, the endless thoughts and worries have turned into the ardent eyes of the lovers and melted into the hearts of the two people.

Qinglong felt a dizziness in his head, the woman he had been in love with since he was a child, but at this moment he looked at other men affectionately, he felt that his mind was about to explode, boundless anger surged into his heart, his eyes became redder and redder, like a demon, "I'm going to kill you." With that, he raised the knife in his hand and slashed at Wu Song like lightning.

"Don't." Suzaku was originally facing away from Qinglong, but feeling the blade behind her, she hurriedly turned around, opened her hands, and firmly blocked Wu Song's body.

Before Wu Song could react, the blade of the green dragon came to Suzaku's body, but it quickly stopped. Wu Song took the opportunity to pull her back to his side at this time.

Qinglong's teeth clenched, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he slowly put away his Qinglong knife, and asked sadly, "Can he be worthy of your death for him?" This sentence is asking Suzaku, and it seems to be asking himself.

"I'm sorry, Brother Qinglong, I've always regarded you as a good friend, please don't hate me." Suzaku looked at the usually gentle and elegant Qinglong's crazy appearance, and he also felt a little blamed in his heart.

Looking at the hands of Wu Song and Suzaku clasped tightly, Qinglong felt as if his world had collapsed, the madness in his eyes had faded, and he forced himself to calm down, "Okay, good, I, Qinglong, should never know you, and you should never go back to Dark Dragon." ”

After that, without waiting for Suzaku to answer, he turned around and left.

A tear flowed down Qinglong's cheek, Qinglong, who had never cried, cried for the first time, and now he finally understood who the "Wu Song" Suzaku shouted in his dream along the way, and since she had found happiness, what could he do? can only silently watch her happy, and it is not a joke for him to say not to go back to the dark dragon, after all, if Suzaku goes back, it must not be a good ending waiting for her.

If you are fine, I will be well.

Qinglong's figure faded away, fading out of Wu Song's field of vision.

Although Suzaku was a little uncomfortable, but at this time, Wu Song's safety was what she was most concerned about, she turned around and asked earnestly, "Lover, how are you, are you injured?" ”

Wu Song held her hand on his face, he could feel the cold sweat on it, it was her infatuation with him, his heart was a little drunk for a while, remembering everything this woman had done for herself, he gently kissed Suzaku's lips, just kissed gently.

Leaving Suzaku's lips, Wu Song said infatuately, "Little Quech, don't be so good to me, I'm really afraid that I can't afford it." ”

Suzaku blinked her big gentle eyes, she looked at Wu Song, and suddenly "wow", she cried, she fell on Wu Song's chest, sobbed, "Do you know how much I miss you, I dream every night that I live like a normal person with you, there is no dark dragon, nothing, I am just your little finch, but now you are saying these words to break my heart, I hate you, I hate you!" As he spoke, he beat Wu Song's chest like a coquettish little woman.

At this moment, her commotion made Wu Song feel an unprecedented tranquility and serenity, and he just wanted to hug her like this forever, so he didn't say anything, just hugged her so tightly and let her feel his warmth.

The two stayed warm for a long time before returning to Zhujiazhuang together.

Returning to Zhujiazhuang, getting off the horse, Wu Song put his arm around the slender waist of Suzaku and came to his resting place. But when he walked to the door of the house, he met an acquaintance - Hu Sanniang.

This girl must have rushed back from Li Jiazhuang's condolences, if it was normal, Wu Song would definitely take the opportunity to fight with her and tease her. But now that he was by his side, he just wanted to hurry back to his room and talk to her. So Wu Song didn't even say hello, and walked past her with Suzaku in his arms.

Hu Sanniang is not blind, he has already seen Wu Song, but this man didn't even look at himself, and when he saw the soft beauty beside him, he seemed to be a little more beautiful than himself, a trace of annoyance flashed in her eyes, and she felt a little empty in her heart, she turned her head and walked away in the opposite direction of Wu Song and them.

"Lover, what's wrong with this person?" Suzaku looked at Hu Sanniang's inexplicable appearance and asked Wu Song.

Wu Song was also quite strange, he didn't know how to say it at this time. "It's nothing, this person is sick."

You're sick, your whole family is sick, you're insane. Hu Sanniang heard this, her nose was about to smoke, she was a strong person, she didn't admit defeat in everything, she was bullied by Wu Song again and again, although she was a little aggrieved, but she was more unwilling, "Hmph, why do I care so much about this stinky man's opinion?" I'm already a fiancé, but I'll definitely take revenge for this, you wait for me. ”

Thinking like this, Hu Sanniang walked angrily, and actually walked towards Zhu Biao's residence.

Wu Song and Suzaku came to their room, and at this time, Liu Meier was embroidering thorn flowers in the room, and her picturesque eyebrows and the flowers and birds on the cloth complemented each other.

He looked up and saw Wu Song, and shouted in a coquettish voice, "Xianggong-" but before the word "Gong" was shouted, it weakened, and she caught a glimpse of the Suzaku on the side. Then, with a scream, she let go of her hands, and dropped the embroidery on the ground. I saw her holding her finger, which should have been accidentally pricked by a needle.

Wu Song was startled, so he had to temporarily let go of the hand holding Suzaku, trotted to Liu Mei'er's side, and asked with concern, "Mei'er, what's wrong with you, you wait, I'll go get you medicine and gauze." ”

At this time, Suzaku stepped forward and handed Wu Song a bottle, with a look of schadenfreude in his eyes.

Wu Song didn't dare to slack off, and medicated and bandaged Liu Meier's injured finger. Seeing Wu Song bandaging himself seriously, Liu Mei'er asked in a subtle voice, "Xianggong, who is this sister?" ”

"Mei'er, he's the little finch I told you."

"She is the little finch you often miss, and she is really a beauty."

In fact. Wu Song had confessed his romantic history to Suzaku on the way here, as a woman, Suzaku couldn't be jealous, but she loved Wu Song very much, so after pretending to be angry for a while, she was coaxed back by Wu Song's sweet words.

Fortunately, now in the Song Dynasty, it is not a big deal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Similarly, Wu Song has already confessed to Liu Meier and is lenient, resisting strictly, and saying it all in one go, and Liu Meier is even more enthusiastic, she said to Wu Song that no matter how much debt he causes, as long as he has her in his heart, she even asked Wu Song to let her see the Suzaku who has not yet met, this feeling makes Wu Song feel even more guilty, fortunately, he often thinks of Song Huizong, a child who is as many as a dog, and the concubines are everywhere, and the guilt in his heart has gradually decreased.

To be honest, Wu Song felt that he was quite single-minded.

This short misunderstanding made Liu Meier and Suzaku estranged, and after a while, the two of them called their elder sister and younger sister very affectionately, which made Wu Song feel very comfortable in his heart, if it goes on like this forever, it is also a very beautiful thing.

But this is destined to be unrealistic, three days passed in a flash, and the competition for the ancient hundred steel-making smelting map in Zhujiazhuang finally kicked off.