At this moment, compared to the valley of despair where rivers of blood flowed, it can be said that the cliff is peaceful and pure.

Li Ziqing, who was only wearing a white undershirt, leaned against the door without hesitation, and looked at the people who came by with a slight smile hidden at the corner of her mouth.

Leng Sichen walked quickly towards Li Ziqing, frowned and said unhappily: "Why did you come out?" ”

Li Ziqing took the medicine in Leng Sichen's hand with a smile and returned to the house.

Leng Sichen looked at her back and didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Is there such a big difference between wearing a mask and not wearing a mask? Why is this girl's attitude towards herself different?

However, as long as he thought of finding her covered in blood at the bottom of the cliff, his heart was turbulent.

He himself was reluctant to touch her, and someone dared to hurt her so badly, it seemed that person really didn't want to live.

If she hadn't come back and found her in the grass, she would ......

Leng Sichen in the back didn't dare to think about it at all.

Now this girl is still smiling heartlessly, I really don't know if she knows it or not.

No matter what, he will definitely find out about this matter, and he will definitely not let anyone hurt her in the slightest, including himself!

When Leng Sichen entered the house, he saw someone with his head down and didn't know what he was tinkering with, and when he heard his footsteps, he hurriedly put the thing behind him.

Leng Sichen looked at Li Ziqing like a little squirrel stealing food funny, and his eyes were full of pampering.

walked up to her, touched her long black hair draped behind her, and her tone was full of tenderness: "What are you doing?" ”

"Huh?" Li Ziqing raised her head suddenly, and a pair of pure eyes looked straight into Leng Sichen's deep eyes.

"What are you doing?" Leng Sichen repeated what he had just said, his eyes became even more charming, and a hand quietly stretched out behind Li Ziqing.

"I didn't ...... Not...... Didn't do anything. Li Ziqing has never been watched by a person like this, and her words are a little stumbling.

"Yikes!"

Li Ziqing, who was just about to say something, suddenly felt the hand that had been behind her back suddenly loosened, and nervously looked at the thing that was already in Leng Sichen's hand, and lowered her eyes to look around, but she refused to look at Leng Sichen.

Leng Sichen looked at the things in his hand, a little incredible.

I didn't expect Li Ziqing, who has always been indifferent to anything, to be as popular as her usual daughter's family, but she ...... This technique does not seem to be very skillful.

Leng Sichen took the handkerchief that was only half embroidered and studied it repeatedly, looked at it a few times, and was stunned to see what Li Ziqing was embroidering.

As soon as he wanted to ask, the handkerchief in his hand was snatched away, and then a white shadow flickered, and he was the only one left in the whole room.

Leng Sichen still maintained the previous action of holding the handkerchief, dumbfounded, but his heart was happy.

Li Ziqing, this is ...... Shy?

As soon as this thought appeared, Leng Sichen's heart beat violently.

calmed down a little and was a little excited, and looked for Li Ziqing's figure with long legs.

After looking for a while, I found a certain woman squatting next to the stream behind the house with a piece of grass in her hand, and her little head was little by little.

Leng Sichen twisted his eyebrows to look at the emaciated figure under the background of the night, instinctively took off his coat and gently draped it on Li Ziqing, who seemed to be asleep, his movements were very gentle, for fear of waking her up.

However, Li Ziqing, who was used to light sleep, had been woken up.

He opened a pair of wistful eyes and looked up at the person standing in front of him.

The deep night, the sparse falling stars, the moonlight like water shining on Leng Sichen's handsome face, and the gentle eyes like the moon made Li Ziqing think of a sentence.

The gentleman is unparalleled in the world, and the stranger is like jade.

Old-fashioned words, but, in Li Ziqing's opinion, this sentence seems to be written by the man in front of him.

Li Ziqing felt that the moonlight tonight was very annoying. It's obviously soft, but I don't know why Li Ziqing felt the glitch.

It was as if the person in front of him was like a god, sacred and inviolable.

However, he was obviously just a person he saved on a whim.

Li Ziqing tried to find her own memories of him in her mind, and in the end, sadly, she found that she knew nothing but that his name was Leng Sichen.

And the intersection between herself and him is only these two times, once in the Valley of Despair, she saved him; The second time, this time, he saved her.

This can be regarded as a return of favors.

Li Ziqing made up so much in her mind here, and she didn't notice that the man's eyes slowly turned from gentleness at the beginning to worry as time passed.

Leng Sichen looked at Li Ziqing, who didn't say a word, with some concern, for fear that she would be uncomfortable.

Leng Sichen saw the fragility and loneliness in Li Ziqing's eyes, he really wanted to hug Li Ziqing and tell her that no matter what happened, he would always be by her side.

However, now, he is not who she is, so he does not have the qualifications to hug her, nor does he have the courage, he is afraid that Li Ziqing will push away.

Therefore, now he can only stand aside and watch Li Ziqing, and he can't do anything.

Li Ziqing stood up, returned the man's robe to him, and walked towards the room with his mind in his mind.

Leng Sichen froze in place, his eyes were about to stare out of the hole in his clothes, and his hands kept clenching to announce the unrest in his heart at this time.

Night, cool as water.

......

In the Valley of Despair under the same night sky, everyone is desperately guarding their homeland.

A pair of scarlet eyes stared at the people who were still killing on the other side, and the Valley of Despair became the only belief that supported them.

It's been a day of fighting, and even the god of war can't feel tired, not to mention that they're just a bunch of ordinary people.

This kind of scene is the same as the scene of Li Ziqing on the mountain behind the Flame Castle before, seeing that there are fewer and fewer people in the Valley of Despair, and the brows in the dark night are furrowed even deeper. If this continues, sooner or later, the Valley of Despair will not be able to hold it.

Only......

Dark Night's expression became solemn, as if he had made a big decision.

Slowly put the pill into his mouth, and suddenly his wrist hurt, and the pill that was about to be swallowed fell to the ground.

Darkly stared at a certain man standing in front of him, and just wanted to get angry, who knew that the person opposite seemed to be even angrier than him: "Are you stupid, is a ruthless valley worth destroying your body like this?" ”

After staying in the dark for a while, he probably didn't expect Leng Shiyi to be so angry.

I didn't blame him for hindering his own business, and he still yelled at himself now.

Thinking of this, Dark Night was not to be outdone and roared back: "Who are you?" Why do you care about me? ”

Leng Shiyi opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything after all, his eyes gradually dimmed, and a sword that snatched through the night rushed into the battlefield.

As soon as those pavilion killers who were originally slow and leisurely saw the deputy pavilion master coming, they immediately cheered up their spirits and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

Dark Night opened his mouth wide and looked at the figure in the center in shock.

Helpless, he could only take a random sword from the corpse lying on the ground and rush in again.

Killing and killing, I saw a completely black figure in the dark night, not from the Fire Castle, nor from the Pavilion, let alone from their side.

In the dark night, a feather arrow flew by, and after dodging, he bent down, his cheek brushed the blade of the sword, and the dark night's eyes were sharp, and the long sword in his hand pierced the heart of the person opposite.

In the next time, the Valley of Despair was a battle again, and there was no room to think about it in the dark.

At night, blood was all over the ground......