Chapter 69: A pair of amorous eyes
There was a whoosh twice, as if something was breaking through the wind, and then there was still silence.
But this silence was different from the usual deathly silence, as if something was tense, and I couldn't help but tense up and look at the dark passageway.
In the dim light, a tall figure slowly appeared.
It was a tall, sturdy man in black, masked in a black scarf, walking over us step by step.
I couldn't believe my eyes, the prison was heavily guarded, how did this person get in? And - it seems that not a single soldier has been alarmed at all, as if in a no-man's land!
In my surprised gaze in disbelief, the man in black slowly walked over, stopped at the door of the old man's cage, looked inside, and said, "Yao Lao." ”
"Here you go again."
"I'm here to pick up the medicine and leave."
"I've said a long time ago that I won't leave without finding what I'm looking for."
"Yao Lao, it's been more than 20 years, red face and white bones, vicissitudes of life, what you are looking for may have long been returned to dust, so why bother to be persistent?"
"If you want to talk about persistence, the old man said that he would not leave, but you still come every year all these years, we, who is more persistent?"
“……”
They were talking to themselves, and I was lying next to me, as if listening to the Arabian Nights.
This old man is called "Medicine Lao", no wonder he said that his blood marrow is more powerful than medicine, but this man in black can enter the prison so lightly, and he comes every year, and this old man can leave, but he does not leave.
What the hell is going on? Am I dreaming?!
Just when I was stunned, the medicine elder said to the people outside: "If you really want to save people, I hope that you can save this girl." ”
The man followed his finger and looked at me, and I looked up at him, and the two of them looked at each other.
When I saw the eyes under the black scarf, I suddenly felt a thrill in my heart.
I have seen a lot of good-looking eyes, as warm as Pei Yuanxiu, as sharp as Pei Yuanhao, as clear as Pei Yuanfeng, even the old man next door, his eyes are also very spiritual, but compared to this pair of eyes looking at me, they are inferior.
It was a pair of perfectly shaped eyes, black and white, with clear contours, and long eyelashes like crow's wings; The eyes are floating like rippling water, brilliant and shining; The corners of the eyes are slightly raised, and they are slanted into the sideburns, which is actually a pair of charming eyes.
But what shot out of such a pair of charming eyes was a very yang gaze.
It's like the softest silk satin, wrapped in the sharpest sword, and that extreme contradiction makes these eyes more and more perfect and attractive.
He looked at me, probably because I looked too wolf, and he frowned slightly: "Who is she?" ”
"She's nobody, but, old man, I want you to get her out."
His sword brow furrowed even tighter, and a pimple wrung out between his eyebrows.
"Why, you don't want to?"
The old man had always been kind and angry when he spoke, and he was not angry at the moment, but there was an indescribable pressure.