The wind mourns, rolling up heavy dust, and blowing on the face and causing pain.

He took off his brocade robe and covered the wind and sand for Nan Tangerine. I hugged her for a while.

There is no vulgar rouge smell, and there is a touch of blood. Thinking of this, he looked back at Xiao Jiu's body.

No mood swings.

It's like Beihuai, who Nan Tang first met, indifferent and alienated.

He can sense the loneliness in the hearts of others, but he is also on the edge and ignores it. As long as he thinks it is superfluous, it has nothing to do with him. I'd rather turn a blind eye than let this matter disturb my heart, let alone contradict the trajectory of his life, and then easily forget about this obstacle.

There is almost never a hesitation.

But Nan Tang is a special existence for him, and he wants to change for her, so he has to protect her.

He got up, slowly picked up the sword and a pot of wine in Xiao Jiu's hand, and looked at the corpse.

Qiong slowly slid down the wall, and the corpse had an illusory change, a little transparent.

Beihuai smiled cruelly and swung his sword through the corpse's abdomen.

It's just that when the sword touched the corpse, it scattered into black feathers and drifted away with the wind.

Yellow sand, bright moon, lonely mountain.

He sheathed his sword and lamented that it was gone.

Under the same wheel Chanjuan, Wang Sampan leaned on the railing and looked into the distance.

Years of hard travel in business have allowed her to practice excellent intuition, this time things must not be simple, it is so late tonight, Zhao Xinjiao has not returned, where is she going?

That's it, naturally she has her plans.

Who knows that the Ming Dynasty king sampan entered Zhao Xin's house, but there was no trace of return.

She keenly smelled the unusual smell, so she hurriedly went downstairs to discuss with Yi Yujie.

It's just that she doesn't seem to have the leisure to talk to herself, so she can't be moved to leave Xiao Jiu.

This woman, she forgets her friends.

She had a plan, so she just went to Nan Tang, and it was true that Suzaku didn't learn it in vain back then.

And I have to bring someone with me - Luan Hongyi.

Since Luan Hongyi was seriously injured by Nan Cheng as Ling Dui, he has been treated by Yi Yujie, and his body has already healed, and now is the time to come in handy.

She decided to go to the General's Mansion to fetch Suzaku first, hoping to escape Gao Shibai's eyes and ears with her lame three-legged cat kung fu.

On the day Nan Tang left, he didn't know how much depressed, she was distressed when she looked at it, if Nan Tang saw it, it was estimated that she would not be able to go to Wu Lan.

Watching the falcon that went to explore the way out of sight, it spread the news to the lost people who were thousands of miles away.

It turns out that the thoughts that arise inadvertently can really affect sentient beings.

She glanced back at Yi Yujie, who was still talking and laughing, and smiled helplessly, I don't know if I can see you again this time.

The peach blossoms were scorching, making the lonely figure in front of Suzaku thinner.

She stubbornly spoke: "See General Gao." ”

Gao Shibai turned his head in the twilight, the undisguised loneliness in his eyes was heart-wrenching, he didn't even say that he didn't have to be polite, but said: "Yun Jian, where is she?" ”

Wang Sampan choked up, he really didn't know how to lie about this piece of affection.

"Why can you even tell me, but not a word about me. Is it in her heart, I have already left. Gao Shibai looked at Wang Sampan's eyes, as if he could see an answer.

Wang Sampan turned his head and said, "When she comes back, there will be an answer." But her affection for you, your love for her is insignificant in comparison. These words came from the bottom of my heart.

Gao Shibai didn't refute, or even had a position, so why didn't he know?

"I'll wait for that answer, but please tell her that Qi Xun and I get along very well, don't worry about it."

Wang Sampan is not a fragile person, but when he heard this, he burst into tears. She had so many sighs and helplessness about this infatuation, and finally lost to reality.

Even a word of "fart" choked in my throat.