Someone else's could be your pain.

Scoki reluctantly continued to endure the magic sounds.

Guang Keer didn't go out that night, except for some criminals and guards, all the relatives went to attend the bonfire party held by the Great Khan in the palace.

Seeing that the owner was sullen, Xiao Lu took some small fireworks with gunpowder wrapped in paper, and said with a smile: "Three masters, go to the yard to light some fireworks to play, it's very beautiful." ”

The palm wound on the left side of her face didn't heal so quickly, she was still swollen and tall, and she smiled and spoke, accidentally involved in the sore spot, and grinned silently in pain.

Guang Ke'er said quietly: "In private, you still call me Miss, hey, forget it, it's better to keep the three masters safe, in case someone hears and tells Grandma that I can't protect you, and you will suffer in vain." ”

Xiao Lu didn't know how to answer, lowered her head and thought for a while, "Miss, let me call you for the last night." ”

"Well, okay. Guang Keer responded sullenly, her mind slowly drifted away, and she seemed to say casually: "The beautiful scenery of a good day is a day, and the courtyard is pleasing to the people, but it looks like a flowing year, like a beautiful flower." Xiaolu, it would be nice if the fireworks could take away all the sorrows!"

Xiao Lu tilted her head, looked into her master's eyes and said, "Miss, you have something on your mind, your eyes were still pure the day before yesterday, how can there be a layer tonight...... Well, there's a layer of melancholy color. ”

"Xiaolu, do you know what melancholy is?"

"Well, the moonlight shines down, shining on the violets, and that's the melancholy color. The black words that were cut off with a book knife could not be cut off the enduring black sadness. And the gray color, slowly become the vicissitudes of life, through thousands of years of time, engraved in the brain never forget, after years of singing, called unforgettable, or called hurt by love. ”

"Dead Nizi, read the vernacular sentence I wrote before, and tear your mouth later. Guang Keer feigned anger.

"Don't dare, don't dare, it's different to have a sweetheart, you can bully one person with two people. Xiao Lu said unabashedly.

Guang Ke'er was guessed to be thinking, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she touched Xiao Lu's head and said: "What does the little girl know about her sweetheart, hey, okay, you and I are like sisters, and I will tell you about a person I met recently." ”

"This is a Dahan young hero...... Guang Keer recounted the deeds of Shi Keqi that she knew, but omitted the stories that happened in her room in the past few days.

Xiao Lu listened and listened to the stars in her eyes, kept smacking her tongue, and finally said: "He is so powerful, he is already a hero, the hero stands up to the sky, and the young lady is as beautiful as a fairy, if the two walk together, it is not just a match for a fairy." ”

"Dead girl, it's getting more and more excessive. Guang Keer's hands formed a pincer shape, and he pinched Xiaolu's white and tender cheeks a few times with a little force.

"No, it hurts, Miss let it go...... Have you seen him in person, or have you heard a story?"

"I've seen it, how good it would be if I didn't meet, cross-racial love often dies miserably in this novel, and I am afraid of experiencing this. ”

Xiao Lu suddenly jumped up half a meter high on the spot as if she had taken a stimulant, and she couldn't stop, and said while jumping: "Wow, Miss, how do you know him?"

"Do you remember the night of the thief?"

"Remember, me, I had a cold, and now my cough is better. Xiao Lu suddenly thought of something, and said in surprise: "He is the thief that night?

Guang Keer nodded.

"Did it hurt you, Xiaolu is really useless, I don't even know that the thief has entered the house. ”

"He is a hero, how could he hurt an unarmed woman who doesn't know the slightest bit of martial arts. ”

"That's good, if he hurts Miss, he's not a hero, he's a dog thief. I'm not in the house now, but if I really come out of nowhere, I guess it will scare me. Xiao Lu's eyes were spinning around, for fear that a living person would pop out of the corner.

"Gone early, coward. ”

"Hehe, that's good, it's good to say that lonely men and widows get along in the same room, Miss, did he insult you?"

"Nasty ghost, why do you ask so carefully, others will borrow this room to recuperate for two or three days, and leave as soon as the injury is healed. ”

"Is he handsome?"

"Heroic, no, it's ranciful, I don't know how many days he hasn't taken a bath, anyway, there is a rancid smell on his body. ”

"Then did you help him take a bath, miss, being a hero is very busy, and it's normal to have no time to take a shower. Xiao Lu laughed.

Guang Keer knocked her head and said, "Say this, you will be energetic, incarnated as a ghost elf, and usually do things in a daze." ”

"Miss, are you happy or are you a little worried about him?"

"Everyone is gone, it doesn't matter if you're happy or worried. ”

"Oh, then forget about him, when he hasn't come, go, set off fireworks. Xiaolu greeted the young lady.

The thin layer of snow and ice had long since melted, and time always passed quickly, and in a flash it was the night of the sixth day of the Heavenly Blessing Festival.

Shi Keqi, who lived like a year in the firewood room, heard the laughter and laughter from time to time outside the alleyway, and felt very uncomfortable. Every day a slave came in to pile up the chopped wood and take away the old firewood that had been stored.

The dust was large in the movement, and the space for hiding was very small, and he was almost found on the first day, but fortunately he flashed quickly, and it would be much better to figure out the rules of wood-chopping slaves in the next few days.

He tightened the leather bag tied into a dumpling behind his back, and lifted the one-handed sword he had stolen from the next door last night.

This trip is extremely dangerous, and he will cross the enemy territory alone for more than 2,000 miles, and it is really uncertain whether he can set foot on the land of Dahan again. But the martial arts spell is 100% restored, and his heart is full of pride, even if he dies, he will pull a large number of backs.

Shi Keqi listened for a moment, there was no movement outside, the wooden door was unlocked, only a symbolic iron hook was hung up, he used a thin wooden stick to gently pick open the hook, and opened a door. He dodged out lightly, closed the door with his backhand, and inserted the iron hook.

"Who?" someone asked.

Shi Keqi turned his head to see that a few meters away at the gate of the courtyard, stood the daily material of the Chai slave, leading a ragged female slave.

One wants to escape quietly, and the other wants to do things secretly, and the two happen to collide.

"You are busy with you, I will run away from me, shout and be careful that your master will punish you. Guessing the purpose of Chainu's visit at night, Shi Keqi dropped a word, swept out of the courtyard gate, and walked up the wall.

The slave whispered to the slave girl to run away, and when she had just run away, she did not hesitate to tear open her broken voice and shout, "Catch the thief." ”

Well, all the people who cheat are masters of light skills, they walk without a sound, they use their bodies to speak, and single people can't afford to mess with them.

There were a few hisses, and several lightning bolts suddenly lit up, with the breath of death, and slammed into Shi Keqi, who had just jumped off the wall.

Countless torches were lit one after another, and the place was centered around the streets.

"After waiting for a long time, I finally waited for you to appear, there were thousands of ambushes in this radius of thousands of meters, surrounded by iron buckets, even if you put on your wings, you can't fly away, and you can still leave the whole body when you kneel and confess. "It was the old Psychic of the Heroic Soul Temple, his name was Fei Duoba, the leader of this hunt.

In order to catch Shi Keqi, these days he sat in Tianci City, while the whole city was under martial law, and at the same time sent a large number of barbarians to preach to the people in the city: strange things that happen at home must be reported, especially the lack of food and weapons.

He and the people around him analyzed countless reports day and night, sleeping only three or four hours a day, bent on finding the enemy who destroyed the idol and brought shame to everyone.

The grain that Shi Keqi had stolen two days ago was inadvertently discovered by his owner, and it took a day for this trivial little news to be passed to Fedoba's case.

When he saw this news, he immediately pushed aside the other piles of copywriting, keenly aware that that area might be the enemy's hideout, and set up hundreds of masters in this area, and when the news of the loss of a sword came from the man's house again, he was 100% sure.

It's just that I'm not sure where the enemy is hiding, and this area is full of prominent officials and nobles, and it's not good for the army to search on a large scale. The plan of waiting for the rabbit has been tentatively determined, and the masters will occupy all the high places in the vicinity, and there will be an abnormal lightning warning.

If the enemy does not appear in a day or two, he can only offend people and search for the bottom.

Thousands of Divine Armor and other barbarians firmly guarded the entrance of the laneway.

Shi Keqi didn't expect to steal a few days' rations, but he met a particularly careful and conscientious master, who marked every grain bag in the house, and the head of the family took it by himself these days.

If Shi Keqi took a little bit of every grain, the master wouldn't be able to find out, but he only took a few catties of corn, and was discovered by the owner who knew it.

In addition, the time to steal the sword was the night before he escaped, and he wishfully thought that the other party would not know until several days.

He didn't have the heart to think about how to expose his whereabouts now, and since he was discovered, it was nothing more than a dead word.

He dodged those lightning bolts, and said with a clear roar: "There is a lot of nonsense, old monkey, you have eaten too many bananas, and your farts have a burnt smell, look at the sword." ”

A white light flew up, like a white dragon soaring over the ground. The sword light is like a rainbow, the wind is vertical and horizontal, and the sword aura is fierce and compelling.

Shi Keqi used the sword of benevolence and righteousness, as if attacking Fei Duoba, but he shook it, brushed up several swords, and harvested the lives of several grassland warriors who surrounded him.

Fei Duo pulled out his left hand, and a bolt of lightning caught dozens of purple essence lights the size of fireflies, and threw it at Shi Keqi.

As soon as he knocked back his sword, the dozens of points of purple light burst out one after another, and the sound was very small, like an electric ball hitting a winter melon with thick skin and flesh, and no echo could be heard.

Every time a firefly is knocked away, it turns into a purple-white light, scurrying like a snake dance, and disappears in an instant.

Fedoba snorted angrily, swung his staff, and in the air with a few swift virtual paintings, a dazzling cheetah prototype photoelectric object, like a raging prehistoric beast, pounced towards Scoch.

There were also seven or eight lightning meteors of various shapes that came like a moon, and these lightning angles flashed with a cold and cold light, all of which were shot by powerful people with hatred.

This time, the adepts learned to be obedient, and in order to prevent him from repeating his old tricks, he used his strength to fight and kept less than ten people per attack.

Shi Keqi was in danger for a moment, and each time he struggled to dodge or parry the lightning in all directions.

Obviously there are less than ten people, but the sense of oppression caused by it is greater than that of thousands of people, and the strength of each person who shoots is very amazing, and he is not sure of winning a single fight.

After only a dozen moves, he has been in danger several times, and the clothes on his chest are torn, if he doesn't move three points in time, the lightning into the body and the heart will be shattered.