Xiao Xiang's brows were tightly locked, and he was worried about how to persuade him to let go of his obsession, but he was at a loss. After a while, the sound of the flute gradually stopped, and the debate machine put the flute on his waist with his backhand, walked slowly to Xiao Xiang, and said softly: "The dew is cold at night, the princess should go back to the room early." ”

As soon as he said this, Xiao Xiang remembered the true purpose of his journey here. Her face suddenly turned red, and her voice was like a mosquito: "I...... Lost. ”

The debate machine was already about to leave, but when he heard Xiao Xiang say this, he couldn't help but stop and looked at her in surprise. Xiao Xiang's face was even redder, fortunately it was night, and it was not so obvious. A smile gradually appeared on the face of the debater, and his voice was much lighter than Fang Cai, and anyone could hear the smile in it at once: "The poor monk is about to go back to the room, but he is on the way with the princess, is the princess willing to walk with the poor monk?" ”

Xiao Xiang nodded busily, she was willing.

The debater smiled slightly, raised his steps and walked forward. When Xiao Xiang saw him start, he couldn't help but feel anxious, for fear that he would get lost again. An arrow stepped forward, trying to catch up with the debate machine. Not wanting this to be the lake, she slipped and almost fell. Xiao Xiang didn't think about it, he reached out and grabbed it, just like the drowning man wanted to grab the driftwood.

I only heard a bang...... Half of the sleeve of the debate machine was torn off by her out of thin air!!

But even if she pulled her sleeves, she couldn't avoid the fate of falling. Fortunately, there are no prominent boulders here, so Xiao Xiang did not break his appearance, but the pain of skin and flesh is indispensable.

She gritted her teeth, feeling a burning pain in her right palm, which she thought was caused by the friction against the ground when she fell. Don't get infected, that's the first thought in her head. When I looked up, I saw that the debate machine was staring at him with straight eyes...... Half a sleeve in the hand.

When Xiao Xiang set his eyes on him, the debate machine came back to his senses, with a little embarrassment on his face. After all, no matter how open the atmosphere of the Tang Dynasty was, it was not easy for men and women to meet each other like this. Although Xiao Xiang said that he was pulling the sleeves of the debate, the style of the clothes determined the ...... The sleeves are torn off, and the shirt is not easy to hold. Therefore, now the debate machine is almost naked, which is very inconsistent with etiquette.

It must be known that in the early Tang Dynasty, monks could be regarded as the upper class. The upper class is even more particular about etiquette, and even if there is anything out of the ordinary, it is in private, and on the surface it is done very well.

The two glanced at each other, sighed, stepped forward, took half of the clothes in Xiao Xiang's hand, and covered his upper body.

Xiao Xiang bit his lip and was ashamed to find a hole to get into.

"Hurry up, I'll send you back." I don't know if the debate machine was suffocated by the scene just now, and he forgot to call himself a poor monk. However, neither he nor Xiao Xiang noticed, Xiao Xiang nodded, and was just about to get up, when a piercing pain hit her ankle, she was unsteady on her feet, and fell down hard.

This time, the debater really frowned, and asked, "How?" ”

Xiao Xiang couldn't answer his question, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and tears had fallen out. She reached out and felt that her ankle was swollen like a steamed bun, and the skin was stretched open, and it was thinly attached to the tendons, as if it would collapse at a slight touch. It's like a lychee, as soon as the outer film breaks, the juice inside gushes out. It's just that this spurt should be bright red blood...... Xiao Xiang's aching teeth chattered, unable to speak.

The debater looked at her fixedly from the side, and let out an inaudible sigh in his throat. He took two steps forward, looking a little hesitant, but he still squatted down and touched Xiao Xiang's ankles with both hands.

His palms were cold, and Xiao Xiang only felt that the heat in his ankles was shocked by the coldness, and it seemed to be a little better. Then he heard the defense machine in his ear: "Princess, bear with me, the poor monk needs to do a check for you." ”

Xiao Xiang gritted her teeth and nodded, feeling the hand of the debate machine slide over the swollen part of her ankle, and pressed it again, she only felt a little relief from the pain. Just as she wanted to speak, the debater slammed her foot......

"Ahh She couldn't help but scream, as if her foot had been broken by him, and the pain was unbearable.

"Alright." The tone of the argument was soft, as if to comfort her, "The poor monk has put the princess's dislocated ankle back in place, but she is still not allowed to walk for three days, and she needs to stay in bed to recuperate." He paused, then added, "Now...... It shouldn't hurt as much as it just now, right? ”

It seems that he really cares about himself. Xiao Xiang was stunned for a moment, the pain in his feet was really not so strong, but there were some faint ones. She nodded and thanked her.

The next words were choked in my throat, and I couldn't say anything.

The debate machine glanced at her, and squatted down in front of her: "Wronged princess, the poor monk carried you back." ”

His back was broad, with no extra muscles, and he looked very strong. People like Xiao Xiang have always had a good impression, and she remembered that she had said to Ling Ye before that such a man would give women a sense of security.

But...... The man with such a back in front of him turned out to be a monk.

couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and the panic in his heart rose again, and he ...... Will it be like Gao Yang in history, on the road of no return?

I thought so in my heart, but I still put my hand around his neck and lay on the back of the debate machine.

The heat of the body is transmitted through the clothes, and it seems to be a little hot. She blushed slightly, and was smelling the faint scent of sandalwood on her body, and the ethereal feeling when she worshiped the Buddha seemed to return to her mind, and she was relieved that she didn't have any troubles.

It was so quiet that she could clearly hear the heartbeat of the debater: like a drum, rapid and powerful.

The debate machine carried her on her back like this, and walked towards the courtyard step by step. Neither of them spoke, or they were unwilling to speak, or they had nothing to say.

It's like a century.

Xiao Xiang seemed to be able to hear her own sigh, but the sigh was so light that she almost thought it was just her own auditory hallucination.

"Debate machine...... Why are you a monk? ”

The sigh was blown away by the wind, as if it were gone.

It's just that the body of the debater seems to be slightly stiffened at this moment, and it quickly returns to normal.

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In the early Tang Dynasty, Chang'an, a prosperous city in the prosperous era, was prosperous with silk and bamboo sheng songs, but under the bright dancing streamer, there was an unknown undercurrent of danger.

On a snowy night, hug the piano and throw yourself at the door. She bears the name of falling into the sky, and her name is Leki, but she is actually an apostate. The so-called Yan genus is an assassin who was executed outside the law in all dynasties, and a murderer who was raised like a beast by the imperial court. Those who enter this sophistication will be brave and swift, ruthless and ruthless, and live by chasing their lives with blood.

It's just that even if his hands are stained with blood, and even he can only take other people's lives in exchange for tomorrow's way to survive, he can't keep the safety of the people around him. In order to find out the enmity of her relatives and the mystery of her life experience, she walked on the reverse path, entered the turbulence, and was shrewd and step-by-step everywhere, but she could not escape the fate of the sword fighter herself who would be pointed to by the sword.

A magic piano that understands human nature, two marriages like the wind, the unbreakable retribution on the Sansheng Stone, and the desperate situation where there is no way out. Is the person you meet an enemy or a friend? Is it trust or betrayal? Is it letting go or dwelling...... Who is the one who entrusts; Where is the truth?

Until the fate ends in the return to the sail and the sea, the flowers fall into the pool, and when it is clear, the life has been over.

The thought of greed caused the eight parts to fall into the sky. Millions of catastrophes, thoughts of migration, stone fire, wind lamps, passing waves, Rev movies, endless rotation.

There is no time, there is no space, there is no time for sin, there is no time for equality, there is no time for life and death;

The day is impermanent, the night is impermanent, love is impermanent, karma is impermanent, and all actions are impermanent.

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