The dark corridor was cold and cramped, and with the help of the faint light scattered by the magic circle, only the silhouettes of the two people could be seen dimly. The man in the heavy armor of the dark iron leaning against the wall of the corridor was still unconscious, his chest rising and falling with his burning breath. Looking at another silhouette, it is a young woman in a blue and purple cloud smoke gauze skirt, at this time she is slightly snuggling on the man's shoulder, and she is in a coma. I saw the corners of her mouth smiling peacefully, like a dawn moon. It must have been a sweet dream.

The dream is beautiful and shallow, Hua Youyou woke up first, and the first glance of his eyes was poured on Jiang Wangchen, seeing that his breathing was steady, and his palms were as warm as ever, he should be fine, and the clouds on his brows were also blown away. Looking at the hands that he and Jiang Wangchen were clasping tightly, they were like shy little girls, their faces were red, and their cheeks were like peach. smiled again, and happily said to himself: "It's not a disaster now, you finally escaped from danger, and I can be with you again, although the environment is not elegant, and it is quite bad to say, but with you by your side, it is romantic everywhere." ”

Although it is absurd, it does not affect Hua Youyou's heart for a while.

It wasn't until Jiang Wangchen woke up with a shaking shoulder that she came back to her senses.

Jiang Wangchen was in a trance, feeling dizzy in his head, and said, "Where is this?"

"I think this should be the secret hidden behind the seal of the magic circle, judging from the surrounding environment, we are now in a corridor with a secret entrance, and I don't know where it will lead. Hua Youyu replied.

In response to what Hua Youyou said, Jiang Wangchen observed the Yongdao, the cut surface of the Yongdao is rectangular, about three feet high, half a zhang wide, if two people stand side by side, it seems a little narrow. The top of the road is arched, the walls on both sides are made of bricks and stones, and every ridge on the masonry is like condensing the years, revealing the heaviness and simplicity, looking deep along the road, it is the depth of the gradual darkening, and I don't know where it leads, and in the corridor, looking back through the pale red halo of the magic circle, it is like looking at the reflection in the water through a layer of light veil, and you can vaguely see the scene left after the previous battle. Jiang Wangchen thought of the last abnormal change of the magic circle, and secretly rejoiced: not only was he not torn apart and decomposed by the magic circle, but he also escaped the siege and killing of the demon beasts, it was really a life of nine deaths!

"Are you alright? ”

"I'm fine, what about you?" Hua Youyou's eyebrows smiled, and she asked with the same concern.

"I'm fine. As soon as Jiang Wangchen finished speaking, he wanted to stand up with his hands on the ground, but as soon as his left hand supported half of his body, he froze and stopped. Because he found that his right hand was clutching the delicate and delicate of the flower at this very moment, it was a delicate and soft slenderness, and it had the same temperature as his palm.

Jiang Wangchen was extremely embarrassed, but fortunately, the light in the corridor was dim, covering the fiery redness on his face. I didn't dare to think about it anymore at the moment, and hurriedly let go of my hand.

Hua Youyou watched Jiang Wangchen's every move in his eyes, and didn't want the rude and rude man he met for the first time to be shy at the moment, so he couldn't help but sneer and teased: "Why, a big man, he is not afraid of life and death when he sees you, and now he is still shy." Have you never touched a girl's hand?"

Jiang Wangchen was silent, his head was so low that he was about to be buried in the ground.

Hua Youyou was so unforgiving that she said arrogantly: "Why don't you hold my hand, do you think my hand is not slender enough, or am I not beautiful enough?"

If she is not beautiful, why can only the faint rainbow glimmer reflect the clouds on her cheeks, and the ripples of March smoke and rain in the eyelids.

Jiang Wangchen didn't dare to think much about it in his heart, he was still as silent as a tree, and he felt too embarrassed to lower his head, so he stood up, pretending not to hear, and just looked at Yongdao blindly.

Hua Youyou didn't give up, and smiled: "You don't dare." ”

"This circle has sealed the way out, and I want to go deep into the tunnel to see if I can find another exit. Jiang Wangchen replied to the question, and buried it in his heart: "This demon woman is really frivolous, she doesn't know self-respect and self-love at all, and the woman should be as gentle and elegant as a woman in the border city." How can you fight and kill here. ”

Hua Youyou saw that Jiang Wangchen really didn't pay attention to himself, so he put away his smile and followed him silently.

The road is unfathomable, the deeper it goes, the weaker the light becomes, the silence is everywhere, and occasionally a gust of wind passes by, with a faint dilapidation, which makes people inevitably a little upset.

The two of them walked one after the other, keeping a proper distance, and tiptoeing as much as possible, for fear of making any noise, disturbing the quiet, and adding to the quiet.

I don't know how long I have been walking, but I remember that every heartbeat is like a petal, experiencing the changes of the four seasons. I don't know how deep I went, I just followed Jiang Wangchen's back with a glimmer of light in the dark, and I had a ridiculous delusion in my heart: "If I can go on like this, I can remember your back again and again, and I am no longer afraid of forgetting." ”

Jiang Wangchen cautiously explored the way, and his thoughts were chaotic: "I don't know where the eldest brother is now, whether he is alive or dead, what about the second brother, can I still call him the second brother again?" There are also brothers who have fought together, and they have seen Lin Zhujian, who is also a teacher and friend, die in the chaos of the army, and the whereabouts of the cold are unknown. ”

Although he believed that he had already seen through life and death, he was still hit by the cruelty of the battle and the reality of his heart, and he couldn't bear it, and let out a long sigh to vent the depression in his heart.

Hua Youyou sighed in her heart, and asked softly, "Are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Jiang Wangchen replied flatly.

Two simple dialogues break the silence of Yongdao. After the voice drifted away, the two strangers in the darkness were even more embarrassed, it should be Jiang Wangchen who felt that his tone was too indifferent, which caused him to be cramped and uneasy, so he spoke again and broke the silence.

"Hua Youyou!" Jiang Wangchen paused, and then said, "May I ask you a question?"

Hua Youyou was stunned at first, this man with five big and three thick really remembered his name.

Although Jiang Wangchen's voice was a little thick and hoarse caused by thirst, it sounded soft and refreshing to her, and then smiled: "Yes!"

"Yesterday we fought, why did you stop. Why did you save me today?"

"I just think you're like an old friend of mine. "The flowers are faint and the eyes are like ripples, and those eyes look back at the past.

"That's it?"

"yes, what's wrong. Hua Youyou asked rhetorically, tilting her head sideways.

"No, no. Jiang Wangchen shook his head and smiled bitterly in his heart: This reason is simple and casual, but it is also like your character.

"Jiang Wangchen, can I ask you a question?" Hua Youyu put away her smile and bit her lower lip lightly.

Jiang Wangchen nodded his head: "Hmm!"

"Do you hate me?"

"Hate you?" Jiang Wangchen asked himself, as if in order to think better, he stopped, and shook his head with an indifferent smile: "I can't talk about hate." At least you don't have my brother's blood on your hands. And you saved me. ”

Hua Youyou also stopped, thinking about everything, and finally returned to the most fundamental and insurmountable "moat" ravine, and complained: "Can ...... But you're a Terran, and I'm ...... And I'm a demon. Isn't that enough?

The human race and the demon race have always been incompatible, and there have been countless large-scale conflicts in history, and over the past few hundred years, the deep-rooted hatred and prejudice have been like pus that cannot be dissolved, uglyly infecting this devastated continent.

Since Jiang Wangchen joined the army, he has mostly fought with beasts and monsters, and the concept instilled is that "the human race and the demon race have a common enmity, and every border city warrior should regard the demon clan as a mortal enemy." "If it weren't for Hua Youyou who had saved him, even if he was trapped in Yongdao now, with his resolute and resolute character, he would definitely have to fight Hua Youyou again.

Jiang Wangchen originally thought that demon beasts were ugly and ferocious. I don't want to appear so suddenly, not only changed his previous impression of demon beasts, but also saved his life, and the reason is that even humans have never had a simplicity. The initial foundation in his heart also began to shake - what kind of existence the demon beast was, and what kind of world the demon beast world was.

Jiang Wangchen didn't know how to respond to this question now, as if only the habitual silence was more appropriate, so he moved his pace again and walked straight to the depths of the corridor.

Hua Youyu was stunned in place, trapped in reality, as if she was trying to grasp Jiang Wangchen's silence, but she couldn't guess it, only the melancholy in her eyes was implied. However, the heart of the young girl is always delicate and sensitive, and spacious and bright.

"I don't care if you hate me or not, at least you were gentle when you called my name just now, at least now we don't have to fight each other, but calmly together, even in the dark corridors, it's a stroll, right? ”

Hua Youyou thought like this, and the gloom between her eyebrows immediately dissipated, like a tired bird regaining its vitality, and followed Jiang Wangchen's back step by step.

The two regained their calm, still only a gust of wind came out from the depths, lingering in the corridor, listening carefully to the sound of the wind, and like the sigh of the woman in the boudoir, sad and graceful, lingering and compassionate. Looking at the narrow and deep road, I don't know where it leads, just like that fate, always in the dark is extremely dazed, not knowing where to go in the future.