Chapter Ninety-Two: The Road Ahead Is Like the Way Home
(Spoiler alert: the current Su Qin should be lonely, like a Yimi flower that grows quietly in the 'Ruthless Sea' of the Lousha Dynasty.) Actually, Yimi flowers bloom, under the blue plum tree, these two plots represent two people, one is Ning Blueberry who has appeared, and the other is in the Lousha Dynasty, if you follow the outline, my beloved little cat appears at the end of the fifth volume, well, I said that this story is huge, so I want to write it slowly, and friends who have time can sort out the list of characters in Fengyan. )
From the moment Bai Qi took the first step, Su Qin's gaze stayed on his back, Bai Qi's back was not tall, in Su Qin's opinion, he was still thin, I don't know if it was because the cold was too heavy, Su Qin always felt that Bai Qi's clothes at this time were too thin, I don't know what to remember, Su Qin smiled bitterly, the scar at the corner of his mouth made him look a little more helpless, from Bai Qi's figure turning into a dot in the dark and then disappearing, Su Qin looked motionless like this, but it can be seen from the white bone patterns exposed at the knuckles of his right hand that the handle of the knife he was holding at this moment used a lot of strength。
There was no change in time at this moment, but Su Qin felt that time passed very slowly—it was still a little heavy, and he couldn't breathe.
It's not fear, it's just worry, but there is no way to choose.
I don't know how long it took, until Su Qin faintly heard a shout coming from the place where the Qilin Army was stationed, he exhaled lightly, did not hesitate any longer, taking advantage of the fire from the Qilin Army, Su Qin's body ran in the dark, like a wolf looking for prey in the mountains, silently, but his fangs were slightly exposed.
The distance of 100 zhang Su Qin used the limit speed of his body, and when he came to the fence made of wooden sticks by the Qilin Army, his body jumped up, rolled on the ground, and crawled towards the nearest tent, but he met several Qilin Army soldiers along the way, but they were all attracted by the fire in the middle of the camp, Su Qin did not have much trouble dodging, and when Su Qin came to a tent, he secretly lifted the tent and kicked it, taking advantage of the light of the torches inside to see the layout of the tent clearly, and immediately got into it when he heard the sound of talking not far away。
There were two soldiers sleeping in the tent, Su Qin looked up at the corner of the tent with the armor of the Qilin Army, gritted his teeth, held a scimitar in his hand, solved the two Qilin Army soldiers between the two ups and downs, and then hurriedly put the armor on his body, after doing all this, Su Qin looked at the two dead soldiers, hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and took the torch, and put it in the corner of the tent - the torch was only three inches away from the position of the tent, and Su Qin knew that it would not be long before the tent would catch fire.
After doing all this, Su Qin threw away the scimitar, then picked up a spear and walked out of the tent.
After the initial panic, the Qilin Army has now calmed down, some soldiers are searching for something with spears, while others are standing outside the tent with weapons.
Su Qin lowered his head and walked in the direction of Tiantai Mountain.
"You, stop. ”
Su Qin had just walked less than a hundred steps when a shout came from behind.
"What's the matter, my lord?" Su Qin looked at the other party's armband and shouted.
"The general has ordered the few enemies not to move around without permission. The man looked Su Qin up and down a few times and said.
"Received!" Su Qin said and made a straightening motion, then pointed to a tent not far away and said, "I'll go back to my residence." ”
"The enemy is wearing the armor of the Kirin Army. Just as Su Qin was about to take a step, a shout came from a distance, and Su Qin knew that it was someone who had discovered something after the tent he had just killed had caught fire.
"You go and tell the squads to start assembling. The commander looked at Su Qin and said.
Su Qin responded, and when he turned to leave, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he decided to make the fire in the Qilin Army camp even more vigorous - taking the opportunity to notify the other gatherings, it was just right to start, and he could also fight for Bai Qi to have some life.
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Although it is a cold winter wax moon, but the camellia and begonias in the small courtyard of the farmhouse at the foot of the Hanging Temple Mountain are blooming, somewhat unscrupulous taste, even in the starless and moonless night, they are originally fragrant and extremely charming, and they are still gorgeous to eye-catching without pretending to be a gesture.
The wooden door of the main house was half hidden, Ye Qiaoshui raised his right hand and gently brushed his bangs in front of him, as if he wanted to see the dew condensed by the cold air on the flowers - this was a sleepless night, the fire in the stove in the house was already half-extinguished, the charcoal inside was red and black, and a cold wind blew, causing Xiao Huang who was lying next to the stove to raise his neck and whine in a low voice.
No one saw this frightening picture, only a wolf dog with a very human nature watched quietly, even if the beast understands human nature after all, it is still an animal, so Xiao Huang doesn't understand why Ye Qianshui just played a song Why he opened the wood door to look at the flowers outside, that is, the pink dress that Ye Qianshui is wearing now, in Xiao Huang's opinion, he just feels a little dazzling, and he can't understand whether this long skirt is simple, whether it is simple and does not lose its brilliance.
Ye is weak and full of green silk and is only pinned by a delicate hosta, which looks simple and elegant, and the faces inside the veil are plain and faceless, giving people a feeling of indifference and gentleness. Especially at this moment, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, how shocking should it be to be so beautiful that it makes people palpitate?
She leaned quietly by the wooden door, not knowing what she was thinking, and after a while, her brows furrowed slightly, as if with a faint sorrow, which made people feel distressed.
Xiao Huang roared in a low voice again, disturbing a certain emotion in Ye Xiaoshui's heart, she turned her head and looked at Xiao Huang who came to her legs and feet unconsciously, a trace of tenderness flashed in her eyes, she thought about it, and finally gently bent down and patted Xiao Huang's head.
"Xiao Huang, you haven't seen other people of the same kind all these years, do you feel lonely? Why do I feel inexplicable empty now, the Buddha said that everything is empty, but I don't understand, I don't understand why there are always shadows flashing in my heart, this feeling is very uncomfortable - I want to catch but can't grasp it. Am I looking forward to something? But I can't tell. Speaking of which, Ye Qiaoshui didn't care whether Xiao Huang understood it or not, and pointed to the flowers and plants in the courtyard, "Look at them, although they are withering, but when they come to the next year, they will be full of flowers.
"The eighteen years of the years now think about it, it seems that every day is alternating in the light and shadow of this day and night, and now I look up and immediately see another spring, I remember that others say that the traces left by time unconsciously are too thrilling, but there are no traces, I didn't think so at first, but now I also feel so, and why do I always feel that what happened in that spring, except for the flowers blooming, is not true?"
Speaking of this, Ye Qiaoshui smiled bitterly, then looked at the flowers in the courtyard and said quietly, "That bowl of Meng Po soup, I don't know if he drank it?" After speaking, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, because two figures came to the pepper thorn fence in the small courtyard.
One of them, Ye Xiaoshui, was vaguely impressed, and the other person, if she remembered correctly, was Yan Shoucheng, whom she had met eighteen years ago.
How did they find here?