Zhu Yachuan looked at the waves of knife intent, and the layers came to his face. At that moment, his right hand hurriedly raised the copper hammer to resist it. Although this move 'Riding the Wind and Waves' is not as powerful as the 'Breaking the Waves Slash' with a one-shot blow, its momentum is extended, and it is suppressed layer by layer. Every layer of sword intent is determined with no death. Every time Zhuyachuan takes the next layer, it becomes tighter and tighter, and its body retreats several meters, and the copper hammer swayes, and can no longer withstand the collision, and is cut by force. Without the copper hammer, Zhu Yachuan's strength was greatly reduced, and seeing the knife intent in the back row, he was finally unable to resist anymore and sat on the ground weakly. In the face of death, Zhu Yachuan couldn't believe that he didn't struggle at all, but calmly looked at the air waves that were engulfing him, there was something strange in his eyes, and his heart returned to his original desire: The air waves are more like clouds on the Swak grassland, the Swak grassland, that is the place where I ran with the "little red hoof" and chased the sunset, that is the youth we lost together (1).

"At the end of the day, there are some good nostalgia, which is always good. Zhu Yachuan closed his eyes and sought contentment in his heart: "Why did I suddenly smell a faint fragrance in the air, this seems to be the fragrance of grass after the rainy season in the Swak steppe, is it that I have already returned to the Swak steppe, no, this is the fragrance of flowers, the Swak steppe has no floral fragrance." ”

Zhu Yachuan woke up in his heart, and suddenly opened his eyes, this is not the Dongdu Mountainside, where is it. It was still pitch black, with only the scattered torches and crescent moon giving some light. Zhu Yachuan saw clearly at this time that the warrior's sword intent was swept by the petals that rose from the ground, slowly fading its strength, and finally turned into a breeze that blew the petals like flower rain and fell, thinking that the fragrance of the flowers came from here.

Seeing that the knife intent was gone, Zhu Yachuan no longer disregarded his image, rolled on the ground twice in a row, and finally got out of the crisis.

Xing Hao and Jiang Wangchen knew that there was no more chance, so they also stopped their offensive and looked at a charming woman slowly walking from the darkness behind Zhu Yachuan. The woman was dressed in a blue and purple silk dress, her eyes were longing, she smiled smartly, and she was as shy as a bud waiting to be released, like a hibiscus under the moon. Her appearance, even the surrounding anger and killing intent are also a little lighter because of her.

The woman smiled and looked at the embarrassed Pig Ya Chuan, and said, "Pig Ya Chuan, is this all you have the ability to?"

Zhu Yachuan had an excellent face, and in front of everyone, he was ridiculed by the woman so much, but because others had just saved his life, he didn't dare to refute, and he didn't know how to hide his embarrassment, so he deliberately looked at the sky, pretending to be absent-minded, which was very funny.

The woman no longer paid attention to Zhu Yachuan, looked at Xing and Jiang, seemed to be smiling, and said, "You are the ...... of the city guards over there."

Before the woman finished speaking, Jiang Wangchen held the sword in both hands and killed it again. The woman sighed and complained softly: "You really don't have the demeanor of a gentleman, and you don't wait for this girl to finish speaking." ”

Jiang Wangchen ignored it, wielding a heavy sword and making a fatal move. The woman didn't fight back, just avoided, seeing her feet spinning, her body was light and elegant, and her graceful posture dodged the blade of the sword, like a butterfly fluttering among the flowers, which was really graceful and calm.

The woman retreated into the distance and said coquettishly: "A man in the world, who doesn't want to look at me more, but I just met a wood like you who doesn't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade." Count me out of luck. The woman scolded, but her heart was even more curious, and she couldn't help but look at the piece of wood in front of her.

The soft moonlight reflects the clear silhouette of the man, the facial features are cold and clear, and the lines are three-dimensional and distinct. Because of the battle, his eyes became focused and scorching, and the elegant temperament of the rich boy was very different, and he was even more arrogant after many years of military service, especially the raunchy beard, which added a bit of wild and unrestrained like a gale, and he was really a handsome and rough wood.

When Xing Hao saw Jiang Wangchen fighting with the woman, he came back to his senses, and then blamed himself again: how could he lose his mind at this juncture. But I didn't know that the woman was born with charm. Xing Hao raised his double knives and attacked the Pig Tooth River, and shouted loudly: "Wangchen, don't go too deep into the forest, I'm afraid there will be an ambush." ”

This woman is young, but her demon skills are so strong, although Jiang Wangchen has tried all her killing moves, but Jian Feng even stained her clothes, so how can he not be surprised, but he shouted without admitting it: "Stinky demon girl, if you have the ability, don't dodge, dare to stand with me head-on?"

The woman put away her smile, blushed angrily, and said, "What did you just say?"

Jiang Wangchen said: "Do you dare me to stand in front of me?"

"No, I'm talking about the previous sentence. ”

"If you can, don't dodge. ”

"No, it's the previous sentence. ”

Jiang Wangchen had never dealt with a woman, and he didn't know how to say so much in the battle, so he said annoyingly: "Stinky demon girl, if you want to fight, why bother to be as verbose as an old woman, it's really annoying." ”

The moonlight is soft, quiet as flowing water slowly falls, the inlaid poplar tree, under the blowing of the breeze, shaking the rain and dew crystalline, the woman has her back to the moonlight, hazy and picturesque, but some people are not good at romance, and they don't know how to appreciate.

At this time, the woman's eyebrows were frowned, and her phoenix eyes were wide open (2), she was really angry, and she stopped talking and began to dance in the moonlight. Jiang Wangchen's eyes were stunned for a moment, and he thought in his heart: Why is this demon girl so strange, she has to chat halfway through the fight, and she has to dance after chatting, but to be honest, the dancing posture is really wonderful, and her clothes are fluttering, like a fairy. I can't help but feel refreshed.

Before the idea in Jiang Wangchen's heart landed, the woman turned into petals and danced, dissipating and disappearing, leaving only the remaining petals on the empty ground.

Jiang Wangchen rubbed his eyes vigorously, making sure that this was not an illusion, knowing that this demon girl was weird, he regained his vigilance in his heart.

The fragrance of flowers in the air, unconsciously diffused, from the initial into the heart and spleen, to too rich and intense, this trick "flowers without a shadow" is gradually increasing, and when the killing machine is like a flower, fully blooming bewitching, you will never have the opportunity to appreciate it.

The woman appeared behind Jiang Wangchen out of thin air, and used a false trick to "spend no shadow", and with this trick "the pear blossoms are gone", with poignancy and grievances, she attacked Jiang Wangchen's back menacingly.

Jiang Wangchen didn't notice it from beginning to end, he only felt that there was a hint of murderous outburst, but he couldn't discern the direction.

Seeing that the woman's palm was about to fall on Jiang Wangchen's back, he saw that the killing intent in the woman's eyes suddenly faded, and he hurriedly put away the palm. His expression was stunned, and he was a little lost in his eyes, and he fell next to Jiang Wangchen in a daze, as if he was worried about the past.

Jiang Wangchen was also stunned when he saw the woman suddenly landing beside him. I don't know why this woman bypassed her life just now, and she fell beside her for no reason. Seeing that the woman no longer had the will to fight, Jiang Wangchen also put down the heavy sword. The two of them stood silently, each with their own thoughts.

"Do you remember the thousand flowers that look back at the mountain peak?" the woman asked suddenly, the voice was like the tinkling of the mountain stream, the eyes were as soft as the moonlight, and the smile was as thin as the spring breeze. This question is like a long-planned longing, and it is like a heart-pounding temptation.

It's just that the man, who has never met and interacted with a woman, and who knows any customs, but he also carefully flipped through his memory, but he never found any bits and pieces about Wangshan Peak and Qianyouhua, and finally he could only shake his head with a flushed face.

"What's your name?" the woman asked in a whisper.

Jiang Wangchen thought to himself: If you don't change your name, you won't change your surname. It was reported in a sonorous and powerful manner: "Jiang Wangchen of the border city guard!"

"Jiang Wangchen, don't forget that my name is Hua Youyou" The woman's eyes were rippling, and there was anger in her words, an order, and a melancholy confusion.

The moonlight was originally suitable for romance, and the "rustling" sound of the poplar tree blowing in the wind was also beautiful. It's just that tonight doesn't quite fit in. The two figures elongated by the moonlight belong to different worlds, but they happen to be juxtaposed together tonight, which just happens.

I don't know how long it took for Hua Youyou to move, and slowly walked into the darkness without looking back.

Jiang Wangchen looked at the flowers and walked away, and wanted to raise his hand to say "thank you", but he felt that it was not appropriate, so those two words were stuck in his throat after all, and he didn't say it.