041-Cang'er Sangtian 1
When Dongfang Er called Ruyao and Ru Li into the house, there was no panic on his face, he only frowned slightly, and said with some difficulty, "I won't change her clothes, you guys." ”
"The seventh master is so funny, and he will be shy." Ruyao teased, but was glared back at by Ru Li, "I'm not wrong, sister, look at him, and he knows to turn his back." ”
Dongfang Er looked at the crescent moon that was covered by the night in the snow, and a warm warmth gradually rose in his heart, a year after that, he actually met her in this way, and remembered her appearance that day, and the corners of his mouth that were slightly raised were full of disagreement.
"No, if you do this, the emperor will definitely cut off your throne." Lan Mo squatted in front of the small altar of flowers in the Baicao Garden of Lianjin Palace, the unknown small flowers were decorated by the florists with gorgeous jars, and it became a pot of palace scenery, Lan Mo was gloomy in his heart, the flowers and plants were like this, what ability did she have to please the entire Oriental royal family, what she wanted to insist on was only to help the person in her heart fulfill his wish.
"My father has allowed me to return to Cang'er after my wedding, as long as you nod, I will have a way to take you away." Dongfang Er's expression did not have a trace of frivolity, and even more was full of responsibility and firmness, he gently removed the flower shovel in Lan Mo's hand, and said extremely seriously, "Second brother goes to the border, I know that it takes a lot of ideological struggle to let you leave with me silently at this moment, but as long as you agree, I will lend all Cang'er's stubborn garrison to the second brother to use, Mo'er, you know......"
"The Seventh Prince, if it's too heavy, Lan Mo doesn't understand it, and he won't say it, but my mother often says, Luohua deliberately flows ruthlessly, I am the most ruthless flowing water in the mortal world, where it flows, where it is my home, I am a rootless person, I can't stand the kindness of the Seventh Prince, I'm sorry."
Lan Mo got up to leave, and a continuous breeze suddenly blew in the quiet Baicao Garden, scattered magnolia petals scattered in Lan Mo's hair, on her clothes, in front of her heels, when she looked up again, Dongfang Er's calm eyes were as tender as water, and Lan Mo's eyes were sincere and frightened.
"Then I'm going to fall with the flowing water." Dongfang Er affirmed that the warmth of the palm warmed Lan Mo's heart that had long been frozen, but it could never melt her unwilling to thaw heart.
The snow kept falling, and the corner of his clothes was gently pulled up by a person, and his thoughts returned to the present, and his gentle face contained a shallow smile, "Seventh Master, dress the girl." ”
"Let's go." Dongfang Erdao, the surrounding is like a dead silence, there is no sound, is this the sound of sleep.
When Luo Shui's soft sword was on Dongfang Er's neck, he didn't hold Lan Mo's Yao, and reached out to take the jade bone pipa behind him, but he was stunned by Long Yanluo, who was already standing behind Dongfang Er, and didn't dare to start.
"If you play a note, he'll have an organ cut off." Long Yanluo said in a deep voice, he calmly examined everything in front of him, in the dark and slightly white snowy night, a meteor-like glow suddenly flashed, Dongfang Er didn't move, he just replied casually, "It's me who believed you." ”
Long Yanluo didn't say much about Dongfang Er's life, he looked at the white-clothed masked people who swarmed in with satisfaction, and explained, "I can only blame you for not learning the rhythm of music for a year, thinking that the sound of death can still trap the ears of this king, and say, I should thank you, thank you for using the army to contain my eldest brother." ”
The speed of the glass hand is extremely fast, she will play the blood drop Ruan with her back to her, however, the current situation does not allow her to play, Dongfang Er's neck has been cut by the sharp Luoshui soft sword A slender blood mark, but she is holding the girl, there is no way to separate herself.
Even though the magic sound is in her ears, Lan Mo, who has eight points of sanity, can no longer continue to indulge, Lan's meditation mantra, with an absolutely calm and calm mind to get rid of all distracting thoughts, release her own imprisonment, get rid of the temporary shackles of Biluoqu, she uses her tenacious willpower to break through little by little, only a little bit.
He took advantage of Dongfang Er, yes, he used it. On a cold night, fine sweat was oozing from Lan Mo's forehead, and her eyeballs rolled violently under her closed eyelids, and she heard neatly floating footsteps all around, and her footwork was surprisingly similar to Long Yanluo's. The man who once rescued her on Luoyang Mountain, she didn't want to read it, at this moment she just wanted to protect the people she wanted to protect, and at this moment she just wanted to live in the world without apologies.
The woman's eyes opened slightly, a ray of cold light suddenly burst out, she was wearing a snow-white fox fur fur, countless wooden fan pendants danced in the snowy night with the exquisite figure, the white-clothed masked man quickly surrounded the blue end into a circle, and the Luoshui soft sword that had already been bounced off by the fan pendant won time for Dongfang Er.
Ruoyao and Ruoli duo suddenly played together, a bone-eroding requiem, the listener was dizzy, if there was no deep internal force to protect the heart, the blood and tears would not stop in a moment, until the blood and tears were drained and died. Lan Mo had broken through the confinement in her heart, and the gentle palm sent by a person behind her added a protective shield to her heart.
She fought with a number of white-faced people who began to leave blood and tears, approaching, Huairou, booby-trapping, the three moves were clean and neat, and then looking at the other side, Dongfang Er's Biluo piccolo was pulled into a spear, and the metal sound of weapons connecting was rubbing.
"Long Yanluo, you can't catch us." Dongfang Er stabbed the person in front of him with a shot, and saw Long Yanluo dodge in the opposite direction, and the soft sword pierced into Dongfang Er's left arm like a swimming dragon, and the blood suddenly soaked his clothes, and he was blinding and blood-red.
"This king despises those who deliberately give in the most." Long Yanluo said ruthlessly, his swordsmanship is easy to deal with Dongfang Er, and the fainting in the house just now is just a delaying tactic, a good king of Longnan who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.
Lan Mo turned around and tripped over the last white-clothed masked man, and with just one glance, he found that Dongfang Er's left arm was injured, and Ruo Yao and Zuo Li had already flown up to the eaves, and the three of them were in unison, facing Long Yanluo, who had a frivolous face.
"Lan Mo, you want to leave with him?" Long Yanluo said to Lan Mo, who was standing below in a daze, "He is Dongfang Er, Dongfang Yu's own brother, and the son of the imperial concubine, so are you sure you want to leave with the enemy's family?" ”
Lan Mo held his breath and condensed, a trace of worry flashed, the melody of the magic sound in his ears became more and more intense, seventy-seven and forty-nine were superimposed, is Dongfang Er going to make a desperate bet, Lan Mo shouted, "Dongfang Er, don't play!" She jumped in front of Dongfang Er, her eyes flickered unbearably, must we all die together, she looked at Long Yanluo with a calm expression and said, "You let us go." ”
"Impossible." Long Yanluo's Luoshui soft sword obviously didn't taste enough of blood, when the sword body reached Dongfang Er's side, Ruoyao and Ruoli actually protected Lan Mo and Dongfang Er's body at the same time, the blade of Luoshui's soft sword pierced into Ruo Yao's abdomen, and Ruan, a drop of blood from the glass, instantly chiseled a big hole in the eaves, and saw Lan Mo, who was full of resentment, and Dongfang Er, who was seriously injured and unconscious, accidentally fell into a soup spring that was constantly rising with mist.