Chapter 216: Who Enters the Room in the Middle of the Night?

Where can Wei Luo sleep? She just kept her eyes closed.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly her eyes went dark.

Wei Luo was stunned and opened his eyes.

At this glance, she met a handsome white face.

The visitor was looking at her with a pair of bright black eyes, his head sticking out of her face, tilting his head, seriously, with doubt.

Wei Luo stared at him, feeling uncomfortable being looked at by him like this, so he closed his eyes and sighed, "You are a 。。。。。。

”

She really didn't know what to say.

Someone smiled.

He turned his face away, swaggered down on his knees on the table in front of the bed, and while pouring himself wine, he glanced at Wei Luo, his eyes were bright, and he said with great curiosity: "Woman, how dull is it today? I didn't know that I had come. ”

Wei Luo lowered his head, put on his shoes and robes himself, and then, Man walked over to the collapse opposite him and sat down.

She raised her head, looked at the person quietly, and sighed, "Sword blame, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

The person who came was dressed in white and had a long body, a handsome face, and a good smile without a heart, but it was not the sword blame?

Wei Luo's greeting is very ordinary.

However, as soon as her words came out, Jian Qijun's face turned blue, and then, his ears were slightly red, and the wine bottle was picked up and put down, put down and picked up, and his expression was completely uncomfortable.

It's really strange that such an expression and such an action appear on this guy's body. Wei Luo blinked, leaned forward, leaned over his face, and looked at him carefully in the hazy moonlight.

She stared at it for a long time, and then said strangely: "Look at you tonight, why are you as shy as a woman?" ”

The sword blame was furious.

He raised his eyebrows, raised his head with a swish, glared at Wei Luo viciously, and said angrily: "Hugh is talking nonsense, how can I be like a woman?" ”

As soon as he said this, he winked at Shangwei Luo's still curious face.

At that moment, he lowered his head and said dejectedly: "I have no face to see you." ”

Wei Luo tilted his head and said with a light smile: "Why do you say this? ”

The sword blame ignored her, and said to himself, "I really don't have the face to see you." Hey, hey, hey。。。。。。 ”

After sighing a few times, he picked up a few wine bottles, poured himself a bottle of wine, and drank it heavily with his head up. He put the wine bottle on a few sides, stood up quickly, and said in hatred: "Duh! It's a shame in my life! I let you see you in Xintian, but as a result, you were trapped in Gongzi Jingling's mansion, revealing your female body, and losing yourself to him. It's just a matter of losing your body, and you, a woman, will have to sleep with your husband sooner or later。。。。。。 ”

As soon as Jian Ji said this, Wei Luo rolled his eyes again and again. She grinded her teeth, and it took a long time to swallow a breath of depression, without shouting angrily and interrupting his nonsense.

The sword blame was obviously in a rage, and he slapped a lot of his right hand on the table, annoyed: "It's hateful, I set a fire, but I can't save you." Grandma's, my sword was also chased by the two old wolves in Gongzi's Jingling Mansion and ran away for three or four thousand miles! ”

When he said this, his mouth was obviously dry, and he picked up a few wine bottles and drank them upside down.

At this time, there was a rush of footsteps outside, faintly the light of torches, and the voice of a swordsman floated in, "Female general? ”

Wei Luo still tilted her head and stared at Jian Jiao, and after hearing the call outside, she didn't look back, and shouted: "There is an old man visiting at night, don't be surprised!" ”

"No."

She just said a word, and the footsteps outside faded away, and the torch light faded away.

These swordsmen all knew that Wei Luo was brave and brave, and they didn't worry much about her safety.

Wei Luo heard the indignation in Jian Ji's tone, as well as the strong self-blame, and couldn't help but stretch out his head curiously, looked at him and asked, "Then, how did you deal with yourself?" ”

Jian Ji was talking endlessly, choked with curiosity in her tone.

He raised his head and glared at her fiercely, and saw that Wei Luo was still blinking at him, and he didn't receive his anger at all, so he lowered his head sullenly, and said sullenly: "I don't feel like I have the face to see you." ”

See me without a face?

Wei Luo's eyes rolled.

Suddenly, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed, "So, you changed your face?" Is that the swordsman in white really you? ”

In Wei Luo's tone, there was really an element of temptation.

Who knows, as soon as Jian Ji heard her words, his handsome face as thick as a wall buried down, and he almost buried his entire head in his chest.

Wei Luo stared straight at him, staring at him.

After a while, she smiled dumbly: "Yes, you think that with the face of a sword, you can't face me, so you can easily become a white-clothed swordsman." Then, the last time I was kidnapped by the Chu people, you felt faceless to see me again, so you showed your sword face against me again? But no? ”

The more she talked, the funnier she became, and the more she talked, the funnier she became. If it weren't for his look, that tone, such a ridiculous reason and action, she would have laughed at it even if she heard it.

As Wei Luo spoke, the head of the sword blame was buried lower and lower, and buried lower and lower.

As soon as her smiling voice fell, suddenly, the sword raised his head, he stretched out his right hand, "snapped" and slapped a heavy palm on the several, gritted his teeth and shouted: "Yes! This time I'll face you with my true face! I will protect you in the name of my sword! Duh! If you miss again, if you miss again, if you miss again, I, I 。。。。。。 I'm calling my brother! ”

As soon as his last few words came out, Wei Luo couldn't hold back any longer, pursed his mouth, and laughed out loud.

She smiled and buried her face in her arms, ignoring the sword's angry expression.

It wasn't until this moment that she realized that this disciple and prodigal son, who was always smiling, was really an extremely innocent, extremely funny, and extremely simple person.

Wei Luoge laughed for a long time, and in the face of her silver bell-like laughter, one of the sword's faces became darker and darker.

However, after less than ten laughs, Wei Luo's laughter stopped abruptly.

She bowed her head.

It was at this glance that Jian Ji glanced at the loneliness and powerlessness on her face.

He was slightly stunned.

Then, with a roll of his eyes, he leaned his face towards her, and said with a smile: "Woman, since you are depressed, why don't I protect you away from the world?" Oh, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the bright moon is in the group, the two of us are walking together, thousands of miles away, isn't it also fast? ”

When he talked to the back, the more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the more he spoke, the more passionate his tone became.

Wei Luo looked up.

She looked at him quietly, faintly, and shook her head slowly.

The sword blame is on the head, it is the time when she is talking endlessly, seeing her shaking her head like this, she can't help but be hoarse, her face collapses, and she is depressed for a long time.

The moonlight is faintly reflected, and the faint silver glow is paved.

Wei Luo raised his head, quietly looked at the crescent moon in the sky, and said in a low voice, "I can't leave Yoshinobu-kun now. If he is willing, my useless body can be exchanged for a hundred inheritances for him! Let him have no worries in this life! If he doesn't want to, I can't leave him and leave him to face all this alone. ”