Inside the house, there was silence, thinking about what I had experienced, in and out of the dream, I suddenly felt strange and familiar, and some strange fragments appeared in my head from time to time, and I felt that my head was about to crack.

"Mother, mother." "Liuyun, Liuyun, come on." No matter how much I called, no one answered, "Ahem, ahem." "Why is it so bitter, where does it taste. It turned out that I was already in a dream, but when I woke up, I saw Rixuan carefully blowing medicine for me, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, and I struggled to sit up, "I, I don't want to eat, it's too bitter." ”

Pushing the decoction away, how do you know that he went out with a hint of anger, look, dumbfounded, even relatives will not let you make trouble for no reason, not to mention - hey!

After a while, he appeared again, "Come, drink, it shouldn't be bitter with sugar." "I, do it myself." The slightest heat entered the lungs, and the hearts of those who were moved to tears, for some reason, felt that the ice became warm. "Sugar gourd." I was a little surprised at how he knew, so I hesitated. "What, don't you eat?" As he spoke, he was about to "poison" the crystal fruit: "Who, whoever said it, how could I." "I took it and took a big bite, it was so sweet.

A few days later. "Finally able to get out and walk." "Miss, Le'er, slow down, put on your cloak, the doctor said you can't catch a cold anymore." "Give it to me, I didn't expect you to be quite sweet little girl." After speaking, he made a grimace and ran away like a thief. The flowers in the back garden should be blooming, I heard that this hundred leaf flowers are rare to see, but I can't miss it, and I'll go to enjoy it for the time being.

The lizard flower had small buds but had not yet bloomed, and in the forest, he was light, easily cutting a graceful arc in the air. Wherever the sword pointed, the bamboo was cut off by the sword qi. When the wind rises, his clothes are fluttering, and the flying bamboo leaves dance with him, adding a sense of elegance to him.

"Childe." I don't know when a person appeared out of thin air, about the same age as me, his neck was cold, and the sharp blade of the sword shone in the warm sun. "Hey, who are you, why are you so bold in my house."

"Lang Qian, put it down." As he spoke, the man looked reluctant to put down his sword.

Brother Rixuan walked over, "Brother Rixuan, is he?" I see, he should be your admirer, to protect you. "Well, I am." "Lang Qian." Brother Rixuan interrupted him, seemingly not wanting him to continue.

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