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Dugu Jialuo sat at the door for a while, looked at it and put out the fire with earth when it was dark, and turned around and walked into the grass hut.

There was a little residual wine in the bowl on the table, and Lu Hong was sleeping in the chair.

The windows in this thatched hut were broken, and the cold wind was blowing, and the wind was blowing, and his hair was gently stirring in front of his forehead.

There was not even a broken bed in the house, Dugu Jialuo walked past him and laid a floor with thatch at random, and when he lay on it and was about to sleep, he couldn't help but look at Lu Hong.

Although he is wrapped in fox fur, the aura on his body has weakened a lot, and it is obvious that he has just experienced a few fierce battles, and if he sleeps like this all night, he may catch a cold.

Ahh

When she put the blanket over him, she inadvertently caught a glimpse of his handsome face, slanted eyebrows, narrow eyes, and long eyelashes...... The facial features came into view one by one, and this was the first time I saw him sleeping, so peaceful, so quiet.

The person in my memory is either lazy and lazy or sharp, with the ups and downs of the world, and has never had this moment of stability.

I remembered that when I was in Jiangnan, when I first met this person, he was a light white horse, a young man fighting a sword, falling and chic, like her, he seemed to be a ranger in the rivers and lakes;

Since the world is full of friends, there is naturally no shortage of money, in comparison, he only has a wooden sword and a washed white cloth clothes, when he goes to the school to eavesdrop on Mr. lectures, and when he goes to the martial arts hall to steal swordsmanship, he is often driven out, and those people often call her "little bastard", she also scolds back unrelentingly while running, and the next day she still goes her own way, and over time those schools and martial arts halls are also used to it, sometimes she doesn't go and some people feel unaccustomed, but compared to him after all, it is a difference.

He never disliked himself, whenever he had free time, he would always find himself with wine, fragrant tea or snacks, he was a year or two older than himself, but he knew much more things, heaven and earth, three religions and nine streams, there seemed to be nothing in this world that he did not know.

He has traveled through many places, the territory of 10,000 miles east of Dasheng Pass, the gloomy place of chasing corpses, the magnificent Pi Mountain, the undulating North Sea, the legendary and bizarre Tu Demon Mountain, and the dreamlike East China Sea...... She still remembered that day, under the moonlight, he said that he was going to look for the lost fairyland recorded in the book, the abode of the old gods, and he happily wanted to go with him to find it and see the world together......

It was the most memorable time of her life, and this person fulfilled all the fantasies in her heart during that time.

She once naively thought, if there is no red-clothed, charming woman in this world, this person does not have so many fetters, just a careless ranger, he has walked through the north and south of the river, walked through the cape of the world, walked to the south of the Yangtze River, met her, and then joined hands with her to find the lost fairyland, is this kind of life the most fulfilling?

Unfortunately, there is no such thing as an if.

When the red-clothed woman came to Jiangnan, she knew that the fantasy was just a spring dream, Lu Hong is Lu Hong, the heir of Xinghua Village, a master of swordsmanship, Dugu Jialuo is Dugu Jialuo, an orphan with no name, what people call "little bastards", they just had an intersection for a while, just like the carriages and horses of large families often walked past the little beggar at the mouth of Wuyi Alley, kindly put some silver taels on the ground, and then drove away......

When there was a light rain in the sky, Lu Hong left Wuyi Lane to buy an oil-paper umbrella in the shop, and walked on the painting bridge with the red-clothed woman who was like fire.

She stood at the mouth of the alley and watched their figures fade away, and the light rain soaked her clothes, and she cried in the rain, and hated him ever since......

Many of the past came to mind, and one by one dissipated like a cloud of smoke, but the face in front of her became extremely clear, but it gave her an incomparably distant feeling, she was so close to him for the first time, feeling his breathing, she couldn't help but get a little closer.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Lu Hong opened his eyes, and when he saw that her face was different, he sat up with an "ah" startled, stood up and took two steps back.

"You... Covet my man, Galo, calm down, don't be impulsive......",

"To Die",

Jia Luo's face turned red, ashamed and angry, raised his hand and punched him in the eye socket, Lu Hong covered his eyes with a "ah-yo", looking at her in shock and innocence.

Dugu Jialuo's face was even redder, and he felt guilty in his heart, but he didn't want to admit it, the corners of his mouth moved, and said, "Who told you to talk nonsense? I'm afraid you'll freeze to death",

Reaching out and pointing to the blanket that had slipped to the ground, he walked to the edge of the bunk and sat down.

Lu Hong rubbed his eyes, sat down again, and muttered: "It's really inexplicable, I don't look like a girl at all",

Touching the kettle on his waist, it seemed to be empty, so he could only barely drink some residual wine, and remembered the desolate scene of Bihe staggering away with Yan Lie's corpse, and suddenly felt that his heart was not a taste.

glanced out the window, saw that the sky was already full of stars, felt a little hungry in his belly, and said, "You rest for a while, I'll go find something to eat."

Dugu Jialuo shook his head: "Eat mine",

Reaching into the Qianyuan bag, he touched the remaining two pieces of sesame cake and dumplings, his heart moved, and he took out the steamed buns and pickles wrapped in oil paper and handed them to him.

The three layers inside and three layers outside the steamed bun are tightly wrapped, and there is still a little heat when the oil paper is opened, Lu Hong can't help but throw herself to the ground with the five bodies she admires, and is about to barely satisfy his stomach when he suddenly hears a slight sound, his heart moved, turned his head and made a silent gesture to Dugu Jialuo, and whispered: "Someone is coming",

Dugu Jialuo was slightly stunned, but saw him beckoning to him, blowing out the candles on the table, and moving his body to the window.

Sure enough, after a while, the sound of messy footsteps came to my ears in the distance.