Shuzhong, heavy rain.

Flowers bloom, leaves fall, wind and rain fluttering, such as falling into a fairyland, like a yellow spring falling from the sky.

The Prison Dragon Valley is located in a desperate danger, surrounded by cliffs, black magpies are difficult to fly, isolated from the world, and it is really like a place where the dragon is imprisoned.

There are evergreen trees in the valley and flowers that never fall at all times. Pavilions, terraces, pavilions, and fields, are planted with rare and exotic grasses.

Qingqing was in charge of tending to a newly planted slope, and when it rained heavily, she was worried that it would break, so she held an oil-paper umbrella to check on the delicate seedlings. The wind and rain were sudden, the road was slippery, and she walked very carefully, and her skirt was wet and stained with mud, but she couldn't care about it anymore, and wanted to dredge the ditch as soon as possible and drain the water from the ground.

The valley was far away from people, and in this rainstorm, other medicine farmers and maids had already returned to the house to hide from the rain, and there were only green anxious and thin figures left on the hillside, like grass seedlings fluttering in the rain.

She didn't complain, she was busy with the work in her hands, and she didn't know whether it was rain or sweat on her pretty face, which made her delicate skin more vibrant and beautiful. Suddenly, she stopped what she was doing and looked at the figure that appeared in the rain in amazement.

The two of them had only one figure, staggering.

The emaciated boy carrying the unconscious woman on his back could no longer be counted as walking. He used his hands and feet together, as if he was kneeling and crawling. The rain had washed away the blood from his body, but the tattered clothes, the bloody wounds, and the white and blue complexion all told that this was a man who could fall down at any time, or even die at any time.

"Hey." Qingqing hurriedly dropped the hoe and trotted over. She saw the boy look up at her with difficulty, a smile on his lips, and then he fell to the ground.

What a beautiful smile! How did he laugh? Qingqing thought. She didn't even dare to move the boy easily, for fear of touching his wounds.

Xiao Xiao carried Duanmu fish on his back, trekked through mountains and rivers, stayed awake all night, did not drink or eat, and after more than ten battles with the pursuers of the Black Dragon Society, he finally arrived here in three days. He didn't know how long he could hold on, and he didn't know how long Duanmuyu could last, but the beauty behind him no longer woke up, and he forgot about the pain. He only has a trace of obsession, even if he climbs, he will send her home.

Xiao Xiao woke up feeling very hungry.

When he was younger, he woke up every day with the feeling of hunger. At that time, he was living on the streets, with nothing to lose. Before he could fully understand the world, he was struggling to survive in it. It was so difficult to live, but fortunately, his parents gave him a bright mind and a healthy body.

Xiao Xiao's second feeling was that his body didn't seem to be so healthy, and if he moved a little, it hurt him to grin his teeth.

Xiao Xiao's third feeling was a chill, and then he saw Feng Nanqiu, who had been standing by the bed for an unknown amount of time. Her face was as cold as snow, her eyes were like knives, and she stared at Xiao Xiao coldly. It's like looking at a dead body, more like looking at an ant.

There are countless talented people in the world who praise her gorgeousness with gorgeous language, but in fact, her beauty can not be described in words. Although it has passed through the years, there is no trace on her face, just like her name, and there is no autumn leaf falling. In terms of appearance, Duanmuyu actually inherited his mother less than just in case. But Duanmuyu's sassy and heroic posture is something that the cold Phoenix Fairy does not have.

Feng Nanqiu didn't look down on any man in the world, she gave birth to a daughter, just because she wanted a daughter.

Thinking of her daughter, Feng Nanqiu's eyes became even colder. Xiao Xiao opened his mouth and asked, "Is she still alive?" ”

This man is quite special. He didn't ask me where I was, how I was, who you were. Feng Nanqiu thought of Xiao Xiao's tragic appearance when he first saw him, and his coldness subsided slightly. She replied, "Alive, but dying." ”

Xiao Xiao looked puzzled and asked, "She said that as long as she sees you, you can save her?" ”

"If it had been two days ago, I could have saved her." Feng Nanqiu said. It's rare for her to say so many things in a year, and today is for her daughter.

Is it still too late? Xiao Xiao's eyes were gloomy, knowing that the will of heaven could not be violated, and sure enough, fate was irresistible. Could it be that he is really destined to be in trouble, the people close to him, and the people he wants to protect are destined to have no good end?

"Still, someone can save her!" Feng Nanqiu held back these words for a long time.

Xiao Xiao rekindled hope and asked, "Who is it?" Suddenly there was a faint uneasiness in my heart.

Feng Nanqiu stared at Xiao Xiao and said, "It's you!" As long as you use my exercises and inject the power of a body into her body, she can not only heal, but also soar to the sky with martial arts attainments. ”

Sure enough, how could the Phoenix Fairy care about the life and death of a strange man, and stay by the bedside all the time. She is just for her daughter, and the magic of the Ice and Fire Exercises lies in the dual cultivation, where one party sacrifices half of the power for the other party, and the skill becomes more and more pure and strong. If the other party returns the power, they can break through the shackles and break out of the cocoon into a butterfly.

Xiao Xiao smiled bitterly and asked, "Then what happened to me?" ”

"If you lose all your skills, you may be able to barely save your life." Feng Nanqiu said lightly. She was already thinking about how to coerce and induce the teenager to give in. A handsome young man with strange skills, with a splendid future, can find a beautiful family like a flower again, who would risk becoming a waste and sacrifice himself?

Xiao Xiao smiled again, the smile was very charming, Feng Nanqiu thought that she had never seen such a charming smile in her life, under the handsomeness, it was awe-inspiring, so that you couldn't fathom it, she felt that she was going to be fascinated.

Qingqing sat on the hillside, holding her head with her hands, looking at the leisurely cattle boredly, but her mind flew to the deep courtyard in the distance. She was just a servant girl who took care of the flowers and plants, and she was not of high enough grade to enter there, but she had heard a lot of rumors from her sisters.

That day, the good-looking boy sent back the valley owner's seriously injured baby daughter. The daughter of the valley owner is a Xu family, and the husband's family is the young owner of Luojian Villa. It is said that Mu Fan is not only excellent in martial arts, but also has the modesty and courtesy and handsome and chic that the children of the family should have. However, the valley owner's daughter was dissatisfied with this and kept wandering the rivers and lakes, and only now did she return from a serious injury. A few days later, I heard that the valley owner's daughter had recovered from her injuries, and the valley owner invited Mu Fan to come as a guest and agree on marriage.

What is the relationship between that young man and the valley owner's daughter? Seeing that he was crawling and continuing to hurry, it was obvious that he was very concerned about the valley owner's daughter. Is he healed now? Will the wound be painful? Qingqing thought about it, and that faint smiling face appeared in front of her again, and suddenly her pretty face was slightly slight, why did she always think about him? Maybe people don't remember their little handmaiden at all.

The girl shook her head vigorously, trying to get the man from her mind in her dreams.

Xiao Xiao slowly walked to her side.

He smiled softly and said to Qingqing, "Thank you for saving us." ”

Qingqing was still in a trance, and finally came back to her senses, hurriedly shook her head and saluted, and said, "Son, you are serious, and the little maid is just a gesture." ”

Xiao Xiao smiled: "Your efforts saved my life." It's just that I don't have anything to repay, so I can only say thank you! ”

Is he leaving? His face was so pale, and his steps were vain, as if he had not recovered from a serious injury. Are you so desperate to leave for the sake of the valley master's daughter? Qingqing thought wildly. She looked at the mansion again. In front of the courtyard gate, a group of people surrounded by a handsome boy was going inside, and the lights were everywhere, so lively. Today is the day when the young owner of Luojian Villa visits.

Xiao Xiao followed her gaze, and also noticed that the excitement over there seemed so incompatible with the hillside and the tranquility of this valley.

Xiao Xiao turned around and said, "I'm leaving." ”

He didn't say goodbye. This world is so big that we may never see each other again in this life. Qingqing understood what he meant, she didn't know where she suddenly got the courage, and reached out and gently pulled his sleeve.

Xiao Xiao looked back in amazement.

Qingqing seemed to have a thousand words at the moment, but she didn't know where to start. She is a servant girl who protects flowers, and she is only a servant girl who protects flowers. In this life, she will never be able to get out of this valley, even if her heart has gone to the ends of the earth with that smiling face. She can't keep it, because this place doesn't belong to her, and nothing in this world belongs to her, not even herself. She said, "Is there anything I can do to help you?" ”

Xiao Xiao thought for a while and said, "Can you give me some entanglement?" ”

Qingqing didn't have silver taels, she stuffed the only jewelry on her body and the gadgets she loved to carry into Xiao Xiao's hands. Then he waved his hand in a dashing manner, turned around and walked away.

Xiao Xiao didn't see the tears when the girl turned around.

He is very calm at the moment, what does not belong to him, just give it back to others. Alone, no worries, where you go, where you are buried, it doesn't matter, right? There was no longer nostalgia, and he turned around and stepped into the fog resolutely.

Duanmuyu woke up quietly, as if he was reincarnated.

The ears are filled with the beautiful song of insects and birds, and the familiar aroma comes to the nose. Without thinking about it, she knew that she was back home, and the comfort of being away from the hustle and bustle of the rivers and lakes made her feel relaxed.

Xuan Gong was working in her body, and she sat up in shock.

Of course, she clearly knew the subtlety of the Ice and Fire Divine Skill, but even if she was dying, she didn't tell Xiao Xiao that his sacrifice could save her. She didn't know why, but she just had a thought in her heart, if she died, she would die, so why bother him.

At this moment, her heart was empty, extremely uncomfortable, and she felt that she had lost something particularly important.

Is it a connection with him?

Suddenly, she got up and looked out in a frenzy.

Mu Fan was sitting precariously, and his mother-in-law was sitting at the top of the hall. Rao thought he was used to seeing big scenes, and he was also suppressed by Feng Nanqiu's aura, which was completely different from the imaginary harmonious scene of Weng and his son-in-law.

At this time, Duanmuyu ran in, and she asked her mother, "What about him?" ”

Feng Nanqiu's face did not change, and he glared at his daughter coldly, but he was unable to answer for a long time. The young man was ruthless with himself, which she had never seen or heard in her life. Even if he left, Feng Nanqiu didn't think of how to deal with it for a moment.

In the face of her daughter's questioning, she could only face each other coldly.

After Duanmuyu searched the entire Prison Dragon Valley, he resolutely packed his bags and left the valley.

Mu Fan didn't even have time to make a grand self-introduction, so he was sent away by Feng Nanqiu.

Five days later, the Black Dragon Society Flying Fish rudder was uprooted by the mysterious hero.

Ten days later, standing in front of the cliff that the two had jumped off before, Duanmuyu stood sadly for a long time. She has a sword in her hand, and the sword is stained with blood, the blood of the Black Dragon Society.

It's just that no matter how sharp the sword is, how can it cut off the troubles of the world?

She didn't know who he was, where he was going, and the traces of him had been wiped out in just over ten days. If he didn't exist, why would there be thoughts and worries in his heart?

When does the attachment begin? Maybe it's that bowl of wine.