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The mountain wind is pressing. Grass and trees swaying. The friction room was like a low sobbing sound. The man in black fell to the ground. Birds hovering low altitude. Ploppy. Flapping its wings heavily and slowly. A bloody black in the middle. The two men looked at each other. White clothes intertwined. It's as if there is no one else in the world.

The sun is obscured by drifting clouds. A strong wind blows between heaven and earth. The vastness. Looking down from the top of the mountain. The ground is wrinkled. People are like mayflies. Meng Hui frowned slightly. Span up. Foot twigs. Draw your sword with lightning speed. Straight into the chest of a man in black. Mourning the wilderness.

A wave of men in black is coming. Tang Li secretly hid behind a tree when people were not paying attention. The men in black weren't targeting him. So there's no danger to him. After knowing that his situation is safe. Tang Li lay down in the grass. A pair of peach blossom eyes swept around. There was a look of good show on his face.

Zhong Liyu waved his palm. Lianzhou left his embrace. Dodge attack. Just listen to a few clicks. One by one, the black heads fell down one by one.

There is a broadsword behind. The front has a good palm. The left is blocked. On the right is the mountain. The boat is trapped in the middle. Hold back the pain to the bone. Kicked the man in black in front of him. Suddenly, the object in front of my eyes shifted unexpectedly. The wind sent lotus incense into her nostrils. She frowned. I'm going to push the man next to me.

Meng Hui wrapped his arms around her waist. There was a faint look on his face. The voice was a little deep: "Do you want to find death?"

Lian Zhou's eyebrows are lightly raised. Said coldly: "Even if they kill you. I don't want you to save it."

The girl's voice was crisp and vaguely hoarse. Chin lifted. The little face is pale but full of stubbornness. Pride is like a blooming rose.

Meng Hui could feel the softness of her body. But I felt very far away from her. It's the kind of distance that can't be crossed. Her face was frosty. Layers of real emotions are hidden.

"Lord Wang."

"Young Master."

The sound of horses' hooves. Like a grand brass bell ringing. Rushing from the east and west.

Tang Li hid behind a tree. Looking at the guards of the royal palace and the Meng mansion. Rubbing the ground up. shouted: "Little Meng Xiaozhou. The king's men are coming."

Tang Li and Meng Hui rushed to the deep forest of the valley first. The guards didn't have the speed of their horses. That's why it's a step slower.

Reign. The sound of fighting began. Soon. The men in black were beaten and fled. There are endless birds flying in the forest. Like black insects and termites. Abound.

Blood stained Zhong Liyu's robes. Lian Zhou shouted: "Zhong Liyu."

Meng buckled back to her waist. He said coldly, "Don't go over."

Lian Zhou raised his head. His eyes were fixed: "Let go of me."

There was no anger in her eyes. There is not even hatred. It's as calm as water. She tilted her chin slightly. The wind rustles in the woods. Her hair was lifted by the wind. Swept his hand across her waist. Sweep over his chest and jaw. Blowing in the wind. Like a fluttering butterfly wing.

In memory.

He laughed disapprovingly, "If you can kill me."

The carriage shook gently. Axle tossing. Rolled over a level ground. The night breeze blows from the window. The curtain of the carriage made a subtle rustling sound. The moonlight is flowing in June. She's sitting on that end. Raise your little face. Said: "Someday. I will."

She was the same then. The eyes are deep and firm. It's like a starless and moonless night. Dark and silent quiet sky behind you. He doesn't remember why she said that. I don't want to remember. And this stubbornness and determination. Nor is it meant to be remembered. It's just that it fell into the bottom of the eye invisibly.

Leaves shake off. Fragments of memory burst apart. So much of the past has been lost in the torrent of time. Wild. Meng Hui had been shaking for a moment. But his hand rested firmly on her waist. Didn't let go.

"Don't force me to do it."

Her little face was so pale and weak that she couldn't look like it. He chuckled lowly, "You're the hands. You can't beat me."

Lian Zhou just wanted to speak. I heard a voice coming from behind me. Warm as the wind. But he was so determined: "Let her go."

Tang Li wore a fiery red fur. Standing in the encirclement of the palace guards with his hands crossed over his chest. With a smile on his face. He squinted at Zhong Liyu, whose clothes were stained with blood. Zhongli Yu raised his eyebrows slightly. He said coldly: "Meng Hui. Even my people dare to rob it. You're impatient."

Forehead. It's a hooligan ruffian.

Meng Hui didn't let go. He hugged Lianzhou's shoulders tightly. He smiled lightly: "Su Wen Xuan Yin Cheng Qing saw that General Cheng was mighty and extraordinary. See you today. It's really extraordinary."

Zhong Liyu's eyelids lifted. Belly slander. What a cunning fox. obviously knew that he was Prince Xuanyin. But the wrong will be wrong. Call him General Cheng. At that time, I will trouble this fox. He can also apologize lightly.

Meng Hui looked at him lightly. Smile politely. The eyes came to me. Like saying. Who told you to wear Cheng Qingjian's clothes. Pretend to be him.

This is the second time Zhong Liyu has seen Meng Hui. The first time was at the Huatang Inn. At that time, Meng Hui secretly imprisoned Zhong Liyu in order to threaten Lian Zhou. Zhong Liyu asked the guards of the Meng Mansion to tell Meng Hui that he had what he wanted. Shamelessly deceived him like that. In the end, he only said one sentence to Meng Hui: "I just want to see. What kind of person are you?"

Meng looked back at him. There was a hint of coldness hidden between the eyebrows of the light smile. but he did not speak;

The trajectory of time passes slowly. Life is really full of uncertainties. Who would have thought that the children in the Chunsheng Pavilion would be called around and have a low status. It turned out to be the crown prince of a dignified and noble country.

Meng Hui hugged Lian Zhou. Hit the horse. To one of the guards next to him, he commanded, "You. . . Dismount."

Horses vacated. Meng Hui smiled at Zhong Liyu and said, "General Cheng. Please."

Zhong Liyu did not step forward and stepped on the horse. He smiled calmly. He was not in a hurry to get the boat out of his hands. He was leaning on a big tree with his back. The tall figure is idle. smiled faintly: "Pretend. Keep loading it for me."

Tang Liqi squinted his peach blossom eyes. He asked the guards beside him, "Do you have any melon seeds?"

Everyone was confused. What does the prince want melon seeds to do at this time. But he only replied sneeringly: "Back to the words of the prince. The subordinates didn't bring melon seeds."

Daylight is back in the air. Zhong Liyu leans against a tree. The sun shone on him through the dappled leaves. Outline his figure more tall and straight. A blood-stained knife was plunged into the earth. The dark dragon pattern on it is simple and deep. The long wind blew the corners of his clothes. He was down-and-out. Atmospheric Rendering. Like a dormant dragon.

One person. One tree. A knife. Heroic teenager. The vast and delicate are intertwined. The scenery is unique and stunning.

Right away. Lian Zhou leaned on Meng Hui's arms. He said coldly: "Meng Hui. You let go of me."

Now Meng Hui has skillfully channeled Zhong Liyu's identity. Zhong Liyu just has the heart to protect him. You can't use the status of the prince to suppress him. And he couldn't defeat the many guards of the Meng Mansion and the Liwang Mansion. So she can't rely on him.

If she is caught back by Meng Hui. It is natural to imagine how miserable the ending that awaits her is.

Five fingers into claws. Lightning grappling. Can't rely on others. It's on your own.