"Doctor Jun, has your house been repaired?"

Yan Dusk, who stayed in the Tang Gate for several days, found that there was really nothing interesting here, she didn't dare to practice swords in other people's houses, and there was nothing else she could do on weekdays except boiling medicine, Aunt Chun and Wu Shao kept warning her not to go too far, it was really better to stay in Jun Biming's medicine house, and she could also read, cook, and catch bamboo rats.

"It's been ...... a long time ago" Jun Biming replied while packing up the silver needles that had just been retreated for the twilight, but when he thought of Tang Feifei's instructions, he changed his words and answered: "What's wrong?" Isn't it good here? ”

It's good to eat and live, but it's not good to live!

"I see that you have mellowed these days, and you can protect yourself here...... Jun Biming muttered to himself, thinking of Li Fu's martial arts, that day he really saw that when this person was facing Tang Ang's sword, she was on par with Tang Sangongzi, who was the crown of the Tang Sect, and she was really worthy of the rumored hero!

Even in the ghost place of Tangmen, Li Fu can get out of the way!

Hearing this, Yan Du couldn't help but touch her chin, she was round?

"By the way, I heard Aunt Fei Fei say that you actually dare to force Tang Ang to drink medicine, you are really a master of art and bold!" Jun Biming packed up his medicine box and chatted with her before leaving.

Yan Du remembered that Jun Biming would go to Sister Fei Fei to see a doctor first on weekdays, and only then came to give her an injection after reading it, that is to say, Sister Fei Fei also had a physical illness?

Although he was a little worried, after all, it was someone else's disease, and Yan Duan didn't want to ask, so he swallowed his curiosity back into his stomach and replied: "Tang Gongzi is not a beast, is it possible for him to drink medicine and eat me?" ”

Jun Biming's expression was frank when he saw Yan Duan, and he was really not afraid of Tang Ang, this guy hadn't even inquired about the name of Tang Sangongzi, and he really lived in the big ravine all year round.

Jun Biming thought about it like this, but he thought it was a good thing, after all, Aunt Fei Fei still wanted to match these two people, so she smiled and quipped: "Tang Ang is not a beast, but he is like a bamboo bear, and he is cute." "And by nature, withdrawn, alone.

Cute and cute? Yan Du listened to Jun Biming's description of Tang Ang, and squeezed out an embarrassed smile, since that day's attack on Tang Ang's lost soul, she has always stayed away from him.

She had offended him again before, and these days, she had sent the medicine and left, knowing that although Tang Ang did not trust her, he also had no conflict of interest between the two parties, and she could not harm him and put herself in greater danger.

But if she really has the opportunity, she thinks it's okay to get to know each other.

After all, Master said that Uncle Ah Chuan is the only person in the world who will make her lose her soul. She didn't understand it then, and she still doesn't understand it now, but it really made her meet such a person, shouldn't she understand?

Bidding farewell to Jun Biming, she walked to the window bored, looked up at the Miao Miao bamboo sea in the distance outside the window, the breeze blew across the river, and the deep sky was shy and the clouds closed the moon, she suddenly felt that she was withdrawn from the world, and the unspeakable depression and dullness spread in her heart.

"When the rainy season is over, go back!"

Yan Dusk's eyes are filled with invisible starlight, the moon is covered by dark clouds, the Milky Way is sunk by darkness, homeless little girl, where is the way home in the world?

Is it the Yishui River in Youzhou, the Hanlin Mansion in Shengjing, or where is it......

The low breath suppressed the entire Bashu, and also shrouded the Tang Sect so that no light could be seen.

"Young master, the third master of Longhu Mountain is Yanhong's brother Cuizhu, he and his apprentice Xiao San'er both died in that fire, and there are no bones left." Wu Shao reported in a low voice, he knew that the young master didn't care about any cuizhu at all, but after all, he still had a problem with Yan Hong in his heart, even if she had already left, silently!

Tang Ang listened, and there was no change in his eyes, just a cold "um".

For a long time, he stared at the medicinal soup that was warmed by warm charcoal in front of him, and the charcoal that had burned so much that it had lost its sparks turned into white ashes.

"Young master, drink the medicine!" Wu Shao respectfully brought it to Tang Ang, Tang Ang looked down at the black medicinal soup, and a heroic and somewhat childish face appeared in his mind.

A strange feeling came out of his heart, but before he could feel it, he was weighed down by a big hand called "reason".

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Early in the morning, Wu Shao found Yan Dui, who was still eating breakfast, and instructed with a wilted expression: "The third girl is going out today, I have to follow, she asked you to serve the young master for me first." ”

Yan Du looked at the listless black tree, took a bite of the yellow croaker made by Aunt Chun, and thought that he should do some work here every day for nothing, so he readily agreed:

"Don't worry! I will definitely serve Tang Gongzi well. ”

After hearing this, Wu Shao looked embarrassed, as if there was something unspeakable, but he finally spoke: "The young master may be a little withdrawn, but he will not make things difficult for his subordinates, I hope that Li Gongzi will take care of it!" ”

Yan Du opened a pair of black and white eyes, and nodded happily, she was the guard of the imperial grandson a few months ago, and she didn't serve a lot of meat or two!

"Relax, I have experience!" Yan Duan took a sip of porridge violently, stood up after eating and drinking, the dark saber on his waist reflected the clear sky, and he didn't know how sassy it was: "I'll go find Tang Gongzi now!" ”

"The young master should practice swords in the backyard of Haibu Pavilion, be quiet when you go, don't disturb him!" Wu Shao stared at Yan Dui, who had already run out of the door, and said with a slender back, he knew that Li Fu should be a martial arts student, but he didn't know if he could be defeated by the rest of the Tang Sect, so he hurriedly added: "Remember, don't walk around!" ”

Her ears were calloused when she heard this, but she still turned around and replied with a smile: "Okay! ”

In the blink of an eye, she disappeared in front of the black eyes.

"Why do you look like a?" Wu Shao muttered unwillingly: "The young master will never like this kind of ......"

Yan Du walked through Haibu Pavilion, the swing in the courtyard still stayed quietly, as if in addition to himself, he had only seen Wu Shao appear here, Tang Ang, I really don't like many people!

There was a burst of sword wind in the backyard, and Yan Du remembered that he had fought with one in the bamboo forest before, and he was slapped in the face by the other party, and now he felt ashamed.

"But if I'm serious about him, who's going to win?" Yan Du wondered in her heart, feeling that the Shattered Star Sword knew her thoughts, and they all echoed with some eagerness.

"Li Fu, draw your sword!"

Suddenly, a deep voice came, and in an instant, the Linxiao sword was like a broken bamboo, coming straight from top to bottom towards Yan Dui's white and delicate face, but with a bruised face.

The sword light had already been glimpsed in the bottom of his eyes, and as soon as Tang Ang's words fell, the Shattered Star Sword had come out of its sheath, Yan Duying's eyebrows were straight, her lips curved a little, and she jumped lightly, dodging the sword blade that came directly in front of her, and her wrist bent slightly, swinging towards Tang Ang.

In an instant, the two stood opposite each other, and Yan Duan saw Tang Ang in front of him clearly, wearing a blue embroidered gold-rimmed brocade robe, his face was handsome and unparalleled, and the sword in his hand was domineering.

"Tang Gongzi, why is your interest so high today, and you take the initiative to find a fight?!"

Yan Du smiled a little slyly, his eyebrows were full of surprise, although Tang Ang's sword aura was strong, he had no killing intent, he should want to learn from him.

The opposing Tang Ang listened to the little girl's slightly immature voice, and under the blue and white brocade clothes hid the identity that everyone asked, and the pair of clear and agile eyes reflected the sunlight on the tops, so dazzling and proud.

"How old are you?" With his questioning, the Linxiao Sword took the lead and swung towards the blue and white figure.

Yan Duan's expression remained unchanged, he was still proud, and he waved his sword and replied with a smile: "Don't be too surprised to say it, Li is thirteen this year." ”

Thirteen, the year of cardamom.

Tang Ang's cold eyes flashed with the spring light of the other party, and the blades were still intertwined, but the heart of victory over her faded.

"Have you ever lost?" Tang Ang's eyes locked, and he met Yan Dusk's eyes, one side was cold, and the other side was warm.

The corners of Yan Dusk's eyes are curved, not affectionate, but affectionate:

"I lost to one person, and I was slapped in the face!"

She replied frankly, the embroidered bamboo leaf robe crossed the other party's eyes, and another move was like a shocking dragon, and the sword qi came from all directions, so that Tang Ang couldn't distract from a trace of his mind.

"I don't count!" The blue sleeves were embroidered with auspicious clouds of gold thread, Tang Ang took all of Yan Dui's moves, and he knew that the other party had not done his best.

"You don't count?" Yan Du raised her eyebrows, Tang Ang really couldn't count that time, because she didn't lose, "That's right, if I lose, I can't stand here now, after all, if I lose, I will die!" ”

Tang Ang was slightly stunned, a girl in her cardamom years, wandering between death and life every time she took out her sword, what made her come to this point?

Yan Du saw that the other party was exposed, although there was an opportunity to take advantage of it, but he also knew that it was time for this exchange to end, so he retreated his sword momentum, lightly lifted his strength, jumped on the high branch, and said loudly: "I won't fight!" I am here to serve you on the orders of Sister Fei Fei! ”

"Waiting?" Tang Ang listened to Yan Duan's words, Yuan Shan's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he said coldly:

"I don't need a girl to 'serve'!"

Xu didn't understand what the other party meant, Yan Du puffed out his cheeks and immediately responded: "Don't underestimate the girl's house!" ”

She put away the Shattered Star Sword and jumped down from the treetops, like a dragonfly landing in front of Tang Ang, with a slender body and a tall body, although he was tall among girls, but against Tang Ang, who was more than six feet tall, he was still a head shorter.

Her eyes were provocative, and with a delicate that she didn't even know about, and her bulging cheeks were as delicate as a little squirrel, and she met Tang Ang's light eyes directly, and a warm and flexible breath that belonged to her suddenly attacked his cold heart.

"In this world, there will always be a woman who can compare with you!"

In this way, Yan Duan felt that his martial arts were not inferior to Tang Ang, and he had a lot of confidence in speaking, and he was quite arrogant.

The man who left himself independent, a heart touched a ripple slightly.

If you want to say that the person in front of you is "beautiful", the bruises on the face are fly in the ointment. If you want to say that the person in front of you is "strong", the sword that has not gone all out can't get out of the Tang Gate. If you want to say that the person in front of you is "proud", the smug smile of the spring breeze is always frank and humble.

She can't say anything!

He put away the sword in his hand, avoided the Yingying autumn water in front of him, turned around and took a step: "Let's go!" ”

Yan Du stared at his tall and slender back, his eyes widened and he made a puzzled voice: "Where are you going?" ”

Tang Ang couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth slightly when he heard the little girl's generous question, but only he could see it.

"Naturally, serve me!".

Good days are always in a hurry, how not to cherish them, look up to the sun when the sky is in the sky, and spend a happy heart.