Chapter Seventy-Seven: Sword Dance on a Snowy Night
"In such a short period of time, it is very difficult to be able to communicate with your own artifact. I think back then, I tamed the black crow, but it took half a year. Hanchen said.
"Really?" After listening to him, Luo Yao's two big eyes blinked, and his little face was also dyed with the color of maple leaves.
Hanchen looked at her, the smile on the corner of his mouth slowly faded, his eyes fell straight on her delicate face, and he said a soft "um" in his mouth.
Luo Yao was very happy, and picked up the Xiyue Sword to look at it carefully. Hanchen looked at her quietly, a hint of obsession flashing in his eyes.
The cold moon had risen unconsciously, anchored in the sky like a glowing boat.
Roast chicken scorchs above the campfire, making a 'sizzle' sound. The chicken skin outside was roasted to a bright golden brown, and the fragrance wafted far away.
Luo Yao was so hungry that his saliva was about to come out, and he reached out to tear a piece of chicken down. Hanchen gently patted the back of the little gluttonous cat's hand, and said with a smile, "Wait a little longer, it's not good yet." ”
Luo Yao withdrew his hand with a pout, staring at the roast chicken with his eyes open, and kept swallowing his saliva.
Hanchen estimated that it was almost roasted, so he first pulled off the two chicken legs, wrapped them in oiled paper, and handed them to Luo Yao, and did not forget to tell her, "Take the bottom of the oiled paper and be careful of scalding." ”
Luo Yao's eyes lit up, snatched the chicken legs, and ate them very openly.
Hanchen smiled, took the rest of the chicken off the grill, tore a piece of meat from it, and ate it slowly.
After eating the chicken legs, Luo Yao touched his little belly, breathed a long sigh of relief, and leaned back satisfied. Maybe he was in a good mood after eating, and when he saw Hanchen looking at her, he also gave him a sweet smile back.
Hanchen stared at her more and more with burning eyes. Luo Yao couldn't help but touch the corners of his mouth and cheeks, and then asked him, "Is there something sticky on my face?" ”
Hanchen smiled and shook his head.
"Then what do you think I'm doing?"
Hanchen didn't answer her, and after a while, he said, "Luo Luo, you smiled at me just now. ”
Luo Yao raised his eyebrows, "So what?" ”
Hanchen turned his head, with a trace of regret in his eyes, the emotion seemed to be just a flash, and Luo Yao didn't have time to look carefully.
"After that, you never really smiled at me again." Hanchen paused, and asked with some difficulty, "You're still blaming me, aren't you?" ”
Luo Yao was stunned for a moment, and only reacted after a while, he said that he was forcing her.
Luo Yao lowered his eyes, "If I don't blame you, it must be a lie." But lying to you is also at fault. I, a member of the Protoss, stepped into the Demon Palace without permission, and it stands to reason that I violated the covenant between the two races. You didn't use this as an excuse to make things difficult for my father, which is already very righteous. So, the two of us, even if we don't owe each other. ”
After listening to her, Hanchen nodded and said, "It makes sense, then our account will be written off." ”
"But you still owe me an account, how are you going to pay it back?" Hanchen continued.
Luo Yao asked curiously, "What do I owe you?" ”
"Owe me a heart," Hanchen said very seriously, "You deceived my feelings, how do you plan to compensate me?" ”
Luo Yao's eyes widened, "When did I cheat on your feelings?" ”
Hanchen looked sideways at her, "What do you say?" ”
Luo Yao turned his head a little uncomfortably and said, "I know you're interesting to me, but I told you from the beginning that I can't like you. ”
Hanchen sneered, "Who was the person who asked me to give her time and said that he would consider accepting me?" ”
Luo Yao listened to his slightly sarcastic tone, and was choked for a while, and after a while, he whispered, "That's a delaying tactic, it doesn't count." ”
Hanchen didn't say anything, and his eyes became a little cold.
Seeing him like this, Luo Yao had the courage to say, "What about you?" You keep saying you like me, do you really like me?
You told me that you liked my queen mother. If you are good to me, it may be love and Wu, or it may be empathy, transplanting your feelings for the queen mother to me. Or to put it a little darker, you are born of love and hate, and you want to play with my mother's daughter.
But no matter what kind of possibility is above, you don't really like me. ”
Luo Yao paused, and then said, "Hanchen, my queen mother is no longer here, you can also put it down." Don't come back to me again. No matter how similar the two of us looked, I wasn't her. ”
Speaking of this, Luo Yao's heart jumped inexplicably with sadness.
I'm not the one you really like.
I'm her daughter, not her stand-in.
Hanchen didn't expect her to think so, and her good-looking brows furrowed slightly, "Who told you that I like you because of this?" ”
"You." Luo Yao replied without raising his head, "You told me in person in the garden of the Demon Palace before. ”
Hanchen felt a little like lifting a stone and hitting his own foot.
I didn't know what kind of wind I was smoking, but I actually told her this.
"Not what you think." Hanchen pondered the wording for a while before he said cautiously, "I did have that kind of affection for your mother, but that was tens of thousands of years ago. Moreover, I like you and have nothing to do with her. ”
Luo Yao didn't believe it, looked up into his eyes and asked, "You dare to say that you didn't become interested in me because of this face?" ”
This time, it was Hanchen's turn to choke.
He coughed lightly and said, "At first, it was like this, but later, I thought you were interesting, so I wanted to get to know you, and finally I liked you." ”
"Do you really like me? Why didn't I feel it. Luo Yao smiled self-deprecatingly, "If I don't want to, force me, if I resist, put shackles on me, and take me directly when you want to see me." Hanchen, you don't like me at all, you don't even give me the least respect.
You're interested in what I'm doing, at best.
In fact, in your eyes, I'm just a funny little plaything. When you are in a good mood, you will catch it to tease and tease, and if you are in a bad mood, you will use it to punish and vent. ”
The more Luo Yao talked, the more aggrieved he became, and he almost cried about himself. She rubbed her reddened eyes, looked away, and said, "That's it." In the future, stop pestering me. Otherwise, I'd really turn my face. ”
She looked up, looked at him and smiled, "Don't forget, I'm also the princess of the god realm, the moon god of the god race. It's really annoying me, and I'm definitely going to make it hard for you. ”
Hanchen looked at her fixedly, as if he hadn't heard the threat behind her, and the corners of his mouth gradually hooked up a slightly bitter smile, "It turns out that you have always thought so." ”
As if he had only been frustrated for a few seconds, Lord Demon Venerable raised his head again, and the corners of his mouth changed back to his usual gentle and indifferent smile.
"Luo Luo," Hanchen said, looking at her, "I'm sorry. ”
Luo Yao was stunned, he never thought that the invincible Demon Venerable would admit his mistake, and thought that he had heard it wrong, but he continued, "The previous thing was that I was not good. I've lived hundreds of thousands of years, and I've never liked a person properly, and I've never taken a woman so seriously. So unconsciously, I did a lot of things that hurt you. In the future, I will respect you and learn how to love someone. ”
He gently took her small white hand, lowered his head and kissed the white fingertips.
"Give me another chance, okay?" He asked softly.
For a moment, Luo Yao was almost lost in his affectionate black eyes.
Then the next second, she came to her senses, pulled her little hand out of his big hand, and blurted out, "No." ”
Hanchen expected that she would refuse, smiled bitterly, and didn't force her again.
At some point, scattered snowflakes began to fall in the sky.
The weather in the Dragon Realm is very cold, and in late autumn, the snow has already begun to fall.
Hanchen cast a spell to conjure up a thick fluffy cloak, put it on Luo Yao's shoulder, and suddenly asked, "Do you know how to use a sword?" ”
"A little." Luo Yao said truthfully. She had been practicing spells, martial arts and swordsmanship before, and she hadn't started to learn it systematically. But when Tianshu and Jieran were practicing swords, she watched from the side and learned a little bit from the side. Speaking of which, it is really only a little.
Hanchen walked slowly behind her, took her right hand holding the sword, lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "I'll teach you." ”
As soon as Luo Yao wanted to refuse, he said with a smile, "Don't worry, I won't take advantage of you." I think back then, when I was the Sun Star Monarch, I was the first swordsman of the Protoss. Don't you want to see my swordsmanship? ”
Luo Yao was moved by what he said, so he agreed half-pushed.
The Moon Sword reflected a cold light in the moonlight, accompanied by falling snowflakes, drawing one beautiful arc after another in the air.
Draw, bring, lifting, checking, hitting.
His movements are like flowing water, light and agile, yet chic and elegant.
Pointing, collapsing, stirring, pressing, splitting.
She was carried by him, and it seemed that she could also slash the stars and the moon like him, and sway freely.
Intercept, wash, chop, pick, wipe.
His warm, magnetic voice rang in her ears, explaining every move and form for her, but she didn't seem to hear anything.
Cut, circle, pierc, hang, tease.
When he put away his sword and stood up, she felt a little weak.
Looking up at him, I saw that he was also looking down at her.
Luo Yao's breath suddenly suffocated, and he was about to leave his embrace, but he grabbed him, lowered his head and kissed him fiercely.
Luo Yao was shocked and pushed him hard, but he was held down by his immobile iron arm, and he couldn't break free. After a long time, it wasn't until the snowflakes dyed both of their hair white, and Luo Yao was almost out of breath when he kissed her, that he slowly let go of her.
Luo Yao came to his senses, took a few steps back, glared at him breathlessly, and said, "You just said that you would respect me, and now you are doing this kind of thing!" ”
I don't know if she was angry or shy, her cheeks were red and her eyes were watery. Hanchen hugged her waist and clasped her tightly in his arms again.
"This is the last time." He looked at her rosy cherry lips and promised, "There won't be a next time." ”