Su Wu touched the darkness and went to the edge of the woods to peek at Fu Jiezi and Yanling for a while. Su Wu was worried that the "shamanic saintess" would suddenly arrive at nightfall. But what Su Wu saw was that the two of them rolled together! Fu Jiezi seemed to be about to succeed, but Su Wu quickly concluded that he didn't, because he walked away angrily, and then Yanling beckoned him again, and he sat back.

The black rumble, and the situation after that is not clear is clear. The night is still long...... Su Wu became more and more ill, insisted on trying not to make a sound, and walked to the date place one foot deep and one foot shallow, which was the place where Fu Jiezi tied the cloth strip in the evening.

Su Wu had at least one reason to remind Fu Jiezi that such nonsense would affect the entire plan! Isn't Yanling Maudun's daughter? What if he falls in love with her and feels compassionate? Fu Jiezi came over, he tiptoed, Su Wu estimated that Yanling over there had already slept. Su Wu stood with his back to him. So much so that he could not distinguish his footsteps. "I'm tired." Su Wu said. "I've got wine, you can take a sip." Fu Jiezi said sincerely. He did hand over a small wine bag. If he was in a normal state of mind, Su Wu would reproach him, after all, they were all on special missions, and they were carrying Yan Ling, an important hostage of the "Shaman Saintess", and they couldn't be greedy. But Su Wu didn't say anything, took the wine bag and silently took a few big sips. Su Wude admits that the taste of the wine is not bad, and it is an aged wine. As soon as the wine entered his stomach, he exhaled and felt much more comfortable, so he raised the wine bag and drank a few more sips.

Putting down the wine bag, Su Wu saw that Fu Jiezi was also relaxed, and he laughed in the dark. "What are you laughing at?" Su Wu said.

Su Wu's voice was strangely hoarse, perhaps because he had drunk too much. "Your Excellency, you have opened my eyes tonight." He grinned. "I used to think that you were an old-fashioned captain with soldiers, but it turned out that I was wrong, and you hid very deeply." "What am I hiding?" Fu Jiezi said hoarsely. "You draw a knife and drink alcohol, in fact, they are very fast, you can say that you are a thief fast." Staring at Fu Jiezi, he said seriously.

"Oh." "When it's over," Su Wu said sullenly, "please have a drink." "No problem."

"How do you know it's okay?" "Yanling believes in me." Fu Jiezi said. "I was about to talk to you about Yanling."

Su Wu's tone became solemn, hoping that there would be this feeling between them. Su Wu struggled to find a familiar way of talking. "Don't be too affectionate with Yanling...... Su Wu said slowly. I didn't make out with Yanling! He insisted.

"I mean no." "You see?" "Didn't see it......," Su Wu choked up, "just a reminder." "My lord, there's no need!" Su Wu could sense that Fu Jiezi was not happy to talk about this topic.

"It's necessary." Su Wu said coldly. "Good, good." Fu Jiezi said. "Don't take it seriously, I can take it seriously." Su Wu said.

"Really, it's good to coax Yanling." "That's what worries me." "Which? Me, or Yanling? ”

"I'm not at ease with either of you."

"Why?" "I'm afraid of you, and I'm tempted by her." Su Wu finally expressed his worries. Unexpectedly, Fu Jiezi smiled: "What heart, lustful heart?" ”

Su Wu's face was ugly, and he said, "If you are fascinated by her, it will be a big deal!" Fu Jiezi still grinned: "How can she charm me, unless I charm her." "Don't make me angry." Su Wu said coldly. "You never got angry before," Fu Jiezi said, "My lord, I don't think you're sick, you're a little crazy!" Su Wu thought to himself that he had hit the nail on the head! But Su Wu would not admit it.

"Why am I crazy?" Su Wu said. "It's like two." Fu Jiezi said unhappily. "I'm under too much pressure......," Su Wu confessed to him wistfully, "I'm afraid something will happen." You think, the Huns Maodun army pressed the border...... ""There will be no accident." ”

"But Yanling may be deceitful and ruin the plan." "Sabotage plans? Didn't we set this trap? There are so many of us at the moment, can't we deal with one of her? "What else did she tell you?" "She said she had a dream -- it was a little girl's play, and I didn't have time to ask about it yet." Fu Jiezi hesitated for a moment and said. "Oh, dreams?" Su Wu fell into a deep groan.

"Anyway, what she thinks has nothing to do with her actions. Your Excellency, you don't have to think about it. Fu Jiezi looked at it and became concerned again. Su Wu was silent, still pondering. "My lord, I know you've been keeping your eyes on the 'Shaman', and you're so nervous that you're sick. It's getting late, go and rest. Su Wu was stunned. My lord? He shouted. Therefore, you must not be intimate with Yanling. Su Wu said without a head and a brain, and turned the topic back. Oh--" Fu Jiezi smiled bitterly, "Why? ”

The art of bitter smile, or bitterness, is indeed contagious. Su Wu told him the answer: "If you get involved with her, the plan will be revealed, and I don't want to see you die." He spoke slowly, slowly, and his eyes were fixed on him like nails. If the gaze is a hammer, then Su Wu hopes to slowly and slowly drive this nail into his heart, so that he can firmly remember his words. "Because, we are fighting an enemy together!" One more sentence. However, when he raised his eyes, he understood that Su Wu was wrong. "My lord, action is action, you don't care about the rest!" He said. His voice was hoarse, as if he had drunk too much wine, or someone had touched a vulnerable part of his heart.

He has true feelings for Yanling, why is he so sensitive! Could it be that after only a day of leaving, he began to defend her, and did not want to talk to me deeply? "Today in the woods, we have deceived Yanling, you just follow along." "How many days are you going to go?" "It will take a few days, we will leave for a few days, are you afraid that she will not be able to run away?" He said coldly. Fu Jiezi left, and quietly disappeared into the woods with anger. Su Wu knew that he had gone back to accompany Yanling. He actually collided with him for a female prisoner. Su Wu was very sad and painful. A few sips of wine churning in the stomach! This person has never been good at drinking, and he can only say that Su Wu has tried his best to persuade Fu Jiezi, and he is really desperate! Because he remembered his last cold question. How many days are you going to go? He is really too strong to drink, and he feels so sad that he wants to advise the world not to drink! The second day belonged to Fu Jiezi, and there was a slightly drunken smell in the air. He was riding a tall horse and running on the road with Yanling in his arms. He didn't pick a big road, he took a small road that no one wanted, and sometimes he took a shortcut, as long as the direction was right. He was still in a good mood, partly because of the good scenery along the way, and partly because he had slept well. When you get enough sleep, most of the fatigue of the previous night will be swept away, and you will be full of anticipation for the new day. He and Yanling came to a valley. Yan Ling carried the knife bag cross-body, holding the rattan stick, and Fu Jiezi had a bow and arrow, waist and knife. Fast horse heroes, indulge in the rivers and lakes, and there is nothing more happy than this! Fu Jiezi grabbed the reins and ran for most of the day, and both men and horses needed to rest. He dismounted and helped Yanling down.

Yan Ling carried a rattan stick and tried to walk a few steps. She smelled something and turned her head slightly, facing ahead. "Flowers blooming ahead?" She asked. "It's a prairie." Fu Jiezi said. In front of the valley, a large grassland stretches like a valley of flowers. The flowers of early autumn, delicate and colorful, swaying in the wind and blooming in silence! It was like a magic carpet, and it was like a paradise in life's dreams.

Life is not heaven, dreams are usually very short, flowers bloom, the same short, so people are willing to hover more in dreams, when they see the rare beauty of flowers, people will stop. Fu Jiezi chose to rest here for similar reasons.

He stared at the grassland flower valley, thinking that it was a pity that Yanling couldn't see it. In his life, there had always been only wine, knives, and friends, and the women were infatuated with him, but they were only passing by, and never kept in his heart, but now he actually stopped, and admired the flowers in a serious manner. He did not enjoy the flowers alone, but for Yanling. He thought that if Yanling saw this beautiful valley of flowers, she would be very happy.

He was surprised that he actually this heart for a girl. "Is this flower bush huge?" Sure enough, Yan Ling asked softly. "I can't see the end!" Fu Jiezi described it to her like this, and couldn't help but hate himself for being clumsy. Perhaps, it would be nice to memorize more poems with adults--I'm afraid Fu Jiezi is thinking so with chagrin. "Is it beautiful? How beautiful is it? ”

"It's beautiful." Fu Jiezi had an idea and said, "It seems that the wind has blown away the color and sprinkled it all over the hillside." Yan Ling smiled and said, "I almost forgot, you are a horse stepping on Feiyan, and you are full of poems when you open and close your mouth." ”

Fu Jiezi found that her smile was more beautiful than the flowers in front of her. He stopped looking at the flowers, but at her infatuately. Reflecting the valley of flowers in the distance, her smile has a charm. It's a pity that she rarely laughed before, so when she smiled, Fu Jiezi couldn't help but stare at it. He feels like a nymphomaniac! Thinking of this, Fu Jiezi smiled bitterly, he found that after knowing her, he liked it a little.

It turns out that a wry smile means stupidity - an idiot. Infatuation. "Do you know, what impressed me the most in the Twelve Bands?" Yanling said. "Which one?" Fu Jiezi actually understood the answer, but he deliberately didn't say it. He likes the simplicity of this girl, and he doesn't want to destroy her simplicity. In the past, women did everything possible to please him, but now he wants to make Yanling happy in every possible way. With her, he is willing to be a simple fool. "You once said," Yanling really sighed, "to take me to the mountains and wilderness...... "yes." Fu Jiezi responded to her affectionately. I've never touched a mountain flower. "Why?" "Because of my mother. He had too many enemies, and they couldn't do anything about her, so they had to fight my idea. Fu Jiezi listened, he guessed that as the daughter of Mao Dun, Yan Ling's childhood must be unusual. My mother can't be with me every day, and she doesn't want my whereabouts to be known," Yanling said, "I was locked in a compound with only my mother and servants, and they didn't dare to take me out, let alone pick flowers from outside, because then others would know that there was a little girl living in the courtyard." ”

Fu Jiezi was moved. "Who would have thought," said Yan Ling melancholy, "that the greatest wish of Maudun's daughter is nothing more than to get a flower." "Her appearance is very poignant. Because her life has been let down for a long time. Fu Jiezi stopped talking. He immediately turned and mounted his horse. He galloped down the hill with his horse. Between heaven and earth, the valley of flowers ripples, if someone is watching, you will see a ride galloping in the bright red painting from afar, very impulsive, but also heroic! In the Valley of Flowers, riders and horses appear small, like a flat boat chasing the waves. The wind blew strongly, blowing the red of the slope. Snow in the distance, pine trees in the distance, wild flowers like brocade green, red and red.

Yan Ling stood still with a cane. A rider from afar leaned down from his horse and plunged his hand into the valley of red flowers. When his left hand is full of flowers, he leans sideways and leans down his right hand. Rustling, it's the sound of the wind; Brush brush brush, it's the flowers flying! So the rider was also dyed red, and the man urged the horse to be more vigorous! Fu Jiezi rode his horse back to the slope in a blink of an eye, he clamped his feet tightly, and abandoned the reins of his horse, because his hands were flawless. He jumped off his horse and held out his hand to Yanling. A bouquet of wildflowers, each one fragrant! Yan Ling was intoxicated, and the flowers were full of flowers. Her face was so close to the flower, flushed like a flower. She bowed her head lovingly to sniff. Then, she smiled. With Fu Jiezi, why did she laugh so often and so much? Her smile was so delicate that it made the mountains full of flowers tarnished, and she was smiling in the mountains and fields, smiling beside the young man Fu Jiezi. Every time he laughs, Fu Jiezi is crazy. He didn't see her enough. Yanling asked in a low voice, "Which one is beautiful?" Fu Jiezi was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized what she meant. He stepped forward to take a closer look and picked out the most brilliant one.

He lifted the most splendid flower and pinned it among the goose's sideburns. Yan Ling turned her head sideways towards Fu Jiezi, as if asking for a beautiful answer. The question is: do flowers match her? Is she beautiful? Oh, and of course it's beautiful! Anyone, if not an idiot, would say that. Fu Jiezi is not even as good as an idiot, and he forgot to speak stupidly. So Yan Ling's face suddenly turned cold. She turned her head slowly, as if listening to the wind. Fu Jiezi stared at her suspiciously. The wind brought the smell of the Valley of Flowers, and the sound there. Yan Ling's face became darker and darker, as if she was disturbed by an unpleasant attack. Fu Jiezi became more and more strange - didn't she like flowers? At this time, Yanling said lightly: "There are people in the flower field, and the chasing soldiers have arrived." Fu Jiezi was shocked! Turn your head and be surprised! In the wind, in the far flower field, sure enough, there were two blue-clothed warriors in neat armor, with a shield in their left hand and a knife in their right hand, staring at each other, with cold killing intent.

The wind is getting colder. Fu Jiezi instinctively grasped the handle of the knife. His palms were covered in cold sweat. Because he swept his gaze and looked at the edge of the flower field - he had always drawn his sword quickly, but this glance made his hand weak, and he couldn't pull out the knife! At the edge of the flower field, there are soul-devouring warriors standing quietly, riding coldly on their horses, each holding a sword and a shield, like a god of death! The wind blows the hillside, and there are only Fu Jiezi and Yanling in the Blue Sky Flower Valley. So, they were clearly the target of their attack! Why come and kill them? If there were a god, God would see that it was a strange beauty, the flowers blooming last in late autumn, and the two young men stood helplessly between heaven and earth, and in a few moments they might wither like flowers! Blood will spray, and the severed limbs will be scattered like petals, rotting in the dirt of the roots!