Chapter 4 Fahai, You Don't Know Love4
Tilting Huang's heart was faintly throbbing, and he looked at the man with a cold complexion, and his black eyes were faintly misty.
He wouldn't know how many planes she had traveled and how many planes she had traveled before she finally stood in front of him......
And Huiqing didn't plan to spend it like this.
He looked at the sky, and then looked at the village at the foot of the mountain, where the winding mountain road was hidden in the grass and green trees, and there was no end in sight.
Hui Qing said lightly:
"Let's go, or you won't be able to go down the mountain until dark."
The monsters that run rampant in the mountains will be more rampant after dark, and they must find a relatively safe place to stay before dark.
He glanced at the Tilting Phoenix, motioned for her to follow, and walked forward, deliberately slowing down.
However, long legs are an advantage, where can her pair of small short legs be compared?
In fact, Dumping Huang followed him all the way and had walked more than 20 miles of mountain roads.
His legs were already sore and heavy, not to mention lead, and the soles of his feet were grinding out large blisters.
But I never screamed that I was in pain, and I didn't cry out that I was tired.
Huiqing deliberately let her know the hard work of rushing, and when she got to the bottom of the mountain, she didn't follow him anymore.
But she pursed her lips, gritted her teeth secretly, opened her short legs, and strode to follow!
Huiqing was silent all the way, his face was calm and peaceful, but his eyes were vigilant, sweeping the grass on both sides from time to time.
Occasionally, he tilted his head slightly to take a look at her situation, the side lines of his face were elegant and delicate, and his expression was as noble as a white orchid under the moon.
The Tilting Phoenix dragged his heavy legs, one foot deep and one shallow, and tried to follow him.
The white and pink little face is already tired and red, and the texture is like a good blood jade, which is thrillingly beautiful.
Sweat ran down her face.
He sighed and slowly wiped his sweat with his blood-stained sleeves, and his face was stained with blood.
She didn't care, she rested in place for a while, her little hand on her sore waist, and continued to walk forward.
Even if it's climbing, you have to follow him!
Hui Qing glanced back at her lightly, swept his sleeves, brushed the dust off the bluestone on the side of the road, and sat down cross-legged.
He has a straight posture and a straight posture, like a statue, gently plucking a string of prayer beads with one hand, holding a palm in front of his chest with one hand, and moving his lips slightly with his eyes closed, as if chanting scriptures.
Seeing him stop, he couldn't help but smile a little, and his steps were a little brisker.
She hummed softly in her heart, his heart, after all, is not made of stone.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, he just wanted her to rest, otherwise with his footsteps, he would walk for several hours without resting.
……
Huiqing did not monopolize the bluestone, and after the phoenix passed, he smiled sweetly and sat down next to him carefully.
After sitting down, she gently pinched her legs, but her eyes were peeking at the monk next to her.
The monk with a clear and handsome face is chanting with his eyes closed, his expression is calm and peaceful, and he has a bit of a solemn Buddha rhyme.
"No wonder it's a 'Buddha' who was born with a wise root." He tilted his head and looked at him with a slight smile.
Look at his skin as bright as jade, look at his nose as straight as a mountain, and look at his long eyelashes that are pitch black and thick and spread out like crow feathers......
He looks very similar to her Ah Chen. Even if it's a soul fragment, it's still so good-looking.
Only the bewitching flame mark in the center of the eyebrows is missing.
His mark alone.
Although Hui Qing was aware of her direct gaze, his face did not change.
However, it was a little darker, and they could not rest for long.
He opened his eyes, got up, and walked down the hill on his own.
Tilting Phoenix also hurriedly caught up.
It's just that she didn't take a few steps-
A gust of mountain wind blew, making her shiver and sneez.
Tilting Huang rubbed his nose slightly, feeling a little cold, but it should be hot after walking for a while.
It was getting darker.
The mountain wind gradually became fierce.
Her head was a little drowsy and her steps were getting slower......
……
When the twilight was dyeing, Hui Qing was used to looking back and back.
On the mountain road, there was no longer the figure of the little girl.