Bump –

The teacup shattered, like something had shattered.

"But the red on your body—" Shu Mingyu was stunned at this moment, a little frightened by his anger.

"That's the king's business, it's none of your business!"

gloomy, turning his back, Xiling Yue said with a cold face.

In his eyes, something hot seemed to be rolling.

Shu Mingyu tilted his head fiercely and took a deep breath.

"Xiling Yue, that's what you said, don't regret it! I, I, I'm not without a place to go. Let's go, there are so many places in the world that can accommodate my dreaming jade! ”

He walked away without even looking back.

She was afraid that she couldn't help it, and the tears were thrown in front of that person.

She can't cry, and even if she does, she must not shed tears in front of this hateful fellow.

Boom - Boom - Boom -

In the Hefeng Xuan, the Eight Immortals Table was thunderbolted in half.

On the ground, there were scattered pen and ink, inkstones, scrolls, and broken porcelain pieces, shining coldly-

Xiling Yue sat there silently.

His slender white jade-like hands, bewitching blood-colored, were stained.

Didi Di Di –

Dripping onto the placket of his clothes, dripping onto the floor, blooming one after another red poppy, beautiful, but with a deadly viciousness.

Outside the door, in the shadows, a straight body stood silently.

Dressed in black and with black hair, his eyes were slightly open.

Suddenly, the figure jumped up and flew in the other direction.

After Shu Mingyu ran out of King Ning's mansion, she ran and ran on the streets of the ancient city without a purpose.

She didn't know how long she had been running, and she didn't know how far she had gone.

I only know one thing, she has to run, run hard, run as hard as she can, and get away from that person, the farther away the better.

Until his legs are weak, until the green silk is messy, until he no longer has the strength to cry.

Su Mingyu stopped abusing her legs, which had long been numb, and she sat down exhausted against a big tree.

At this moment, her face was pale, her lips were blue, her eyes were blank, and the corners of her shirt and skirt were torn in a few places, and she pulled out a flying ribbon.

Two drunkards were confronted with wine jugs in their hands, shouting unpleasant tunes, stepping on the gravel road, and staggering over.

The disgusting smell of alcohol in the air stimulated Su Mingyu's nose so uncomfortably that she couldn't help but raise her hand to pinch the tip of her nose, waiting for them to hurry over.

But they stood unsteadily in front of her, staring at her with confused eyes, and had no intention of leaving.

"Ah San, you see that this little lady is pretty, more beautiful than the rouge of Cuixianglou."

One of them, a strong man with a beard, looked at Su Mingyu and drooled dementedly.

"Big brother, it's really pretty, or-"

A short man with a thief's eyebrows, and a lewd look flashed in his small eyes.

Su Mingyu's expression was cold, and she looked at them vigilantly.

Dare to love that she is a house leak today or has she been hit by wind and rain? All the bad luck has been put on her?

If it were normal, she would have given them a little color.

But now that she has nothing to do with her, there is no poison to hide in her body, and as far as her little bit of martial arts is not enough, the other party is a little stronger, and she can't deal with it.

Therefore, the thirty-six plans, the right moment to slip away is the best policy.

So she took advantage of the omission of the two of them to exchange ears, and secretly walked under their noses, preparing for a loach to come out of the net.

But I don't know if everything is going well today, Su Mingyu's small movements were immediately seen through by the short man, and he smiled with both hands and blocked Su Mingyu's way.

"Little lady, where are you hiding?"

As he spoke, his groping hand hooked her white jaw.

Smack-

"Presumptuous! Take away your dirty hands! ”

Su Mingyu's apricot eyes widened, she raised her hand and waved it fiercely, opening the short and thin hand.

The short man rubbed the back of his hand in pain, and his little eyes suddenly lit up with anger.

He raised his hand to grab Shu Mingyu and teach her a lesson, but in mid-air, he was intercepted by the bearded man.

"Ah San, this girl's spicy energy, I like it. You go to the side and see how your eldest brother conquers this. The bearded man threw his hands and forced Su Mingyu against the trunk of the tree.

As soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of big yellow teeth, with a strong smell of wine, moved towards Su Mingyu's cheeks.

Su Mingyu had no choice but to fight with him.

But unfortunately, the two people opposite are really practitioners.

Soon, her hands were firmly trapped by the beard.

She wanted to hit the other party's vital point with her foot, but the other party quickly saw through it and trapped her feet and couldn't move.

"Little lady, don't struggle hard, serve the good master well, wait until the master is satisfied, and ensure that you eat fragrant and drink spicy."

The bearded man approached Su Mingyu he, and his lips kissed Shu Mingyu's lip flap.

Su Mingyu tried hard to avoid it, and now her only sharp weapon was her mouth.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she bit the bearded man's shoulder fiercely, biting into his flesh, biting until the smell of blood spread in her lip, biting until the other party screamed.

Smack-

A hot pain spread across her cheeks.

Phew-

Su Mingyu spit out a mouthful of blood, and there was a happy smile in his eyes.

The bearded man has red eyes!

"Stinky girl, you actually bite Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu let you taste what it means to toast and not eat and drink."

He raised his hand and pulled Su Mingyu's green silk closer to his line of sight, and raised his hand to restrain her chin.

Su Mingyu held back the pain of her scalp, a sneer tugged at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes looked at the beard sharply and coldly.

The bearded man became annoyed and angry under her contemptuous gaze.

He beat Shu Mingyu fiercely.

His eyes, staring at Shu Mingyu was like staring at a piece of good fat, drooling greedily, and approached Shu Mingyu obscenely.

Su Mingyu knew that she couldn't hide, so she gritted her teeth and held on, she closed her eyes angrily, and muttered silently in her heart.

Su Mingyu, you remember, you are now a mad dog biting you, just like a mad dog biting you!

She kept mentally suggesting it, but the humiliation she imagined was not coming.

On the contrary, in my ears, I heard a plop, plop twice.

What's going on? She opened her eyes in surprise.

But he found that the bearded dead fish's eyes were rolling upward, and he was lying on the ground in disbelief, and on his fat neck, there was a blood mark, which was constantly bubbling out.

The short man threw himself on the ground, his head slightly raised, his expression frightened, and a bloodshot from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at their appearance, I'm afraid that if they don't react, they will be killed!

Su Mingyu couldn't help but pull a comfortable smile at the corner of his mouth.

Looking up, three feet away, a black-clothed and black-haired young man, like a javelin, stood there, standing tall.

At this moment, the aura exuded by his body still echoed in the air and could not be dissipated for a long time.

A pair of cold black bright pupils rippled with slight fine marks. The blood-stained cold light sword in his hand flashed slightly in the wind, and it was a little dazzling.

Dragon City!

It turned out to be Dragon City!

Su Mingyu's eyes flashed with water, and she didn't know what kind of mood she was in at the moment.

I only know that it is really nice and good to see him at this time.

Dragging her weak legs, she slowly walked in front of the cold young man step by step.

She wanted to thank him, but her throat felt like something was choking.

Her lips opened, but she never uttered a single word.

"You, are you alright?" Long Cheng looked at her torn clothes and red and swollen cheeks, and his hand holding the sword tightened.

The sourness of the panting, the surging heat, I don't know why, it was useless to suppress Su Mingyu, and two lines of clear tears slipped down her cheeks.

"Dragon City!" She threw herself into the arms of the cold boy, shuddering and pulling his shirt tight, hugging him tremblingly.

"It's nice to see you." She looked up and smiled slightly.

"And, thank you!"

Her nerves relaxed, and her consciousness sank into darkness.

Long Cheng's body stiffened suddenly, his pupils locked, and a little red light flashed out. His hand lightly picked up Su Mingyu and moved her face to the part of his heart.

"Sleep, it's okay." Murmuring like the wind.

Who is it?

Who was in her dreams, with such a gentle tone and so careful movements, for fear of hurting her in the slightest.

Who delivered warmth to her in the cold darkness?

She wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't do so, so she could only let her thoughts flicker, flicker—

However, she was in a coma, and for some reason, her closed eyes rolled out crystal pearls, hot and scorching.

The corners of her mouth actually hooked up a pear vortex with a light smile.

Reassuring, trusting –

Long Cheng looked at Shu Mingyu, who was smiling lightly in his sleep, and his pupils were slightly stunned.

Suddenly, the corners of his mouth hooked, it was an imperceptible arc, but no matter how small the arc was, how faint it was.

Long Cheng still laughed.

Where the breeze rises, the flying leaves are scattered, tossing and turning like butterflies, fluttering in the air.

The black figure, carefully holding the quiet woman, has a soft light in his eyes.

Where the leaves are flying, the cold back in the distance looks a little different at this moment.

A little more warmth——

When I woke up, I saw the stone blue silver gauze tent of Xiangzhu and the carved ancient bed of pineapple flowers and trees.

Surprised by what he saw, Shu Mingyu sat up weakly from the bed.

The sunlight shone through the gap and met her slightly hazy apricot eyes, which were somewhat uncomfortable and dazzling, making her squint.

In the wandering gaze, her eyes suddenly fixed on a certain place, stagnant......

The young man, the lonely boy, stood in front of the tain-colored gauze curtain, with his back to her, his back was desolate and meager

The faint sunlight sprinkled on the snowy nose did not reflect the warm tones at all, but portrayed his handsome silhouette like a knife vividly, with a poignant and silent poignant.

At this moment, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes seemed to be stupid, there was no focus, and he looked into the distance in a daze.

Maybe it was Shu Mingyu's action of getting up that alarmed the young man who was immersed in a state of contemplation.

The boy was like the wind, and he suddenly looked back.