In the sky, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce; On the ground, everything is silent; The two men and women lying hand in hand lay quietly on the grass, and the clammy and cold earth qi penetrated into the wound on Nangong Du's back one by one, he shivered and slowly woke up. He was sore and cold, only the soft warmth came from his right hand, as soon as he raised his hand, he was followed by another white soft wattle, he was stunned for a moment, and then turned his head to look: under the moonlight, a beautiful and pale face came into view, the wet and messy black hair was sticking to her face, the black and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and the pale pink lips moved slightly, wanting to say goodbye. Xiu frowned slightly, as if he had fallen into an unpleasant dream...... That's right, this is the female killer who escaped with him. In just one day and one night, they went from being mortal enemies to being a pair of partners who fled for their lives together. Nangong Du smiled silently, opened his hand easily, and the chill suddenly penetrated into his palm, ruthlessly dispelling the only bit of warmth.

The female killer was alarmed, slowly opened her eyes, and her blank gaze soon collided with Nangong Du's deep pupils. For some reason, she felt that she couldn't escape his gaze, and the two looked at each other quietly, but for a moment it seemed like years.

The female killer was invaded by the cold, and suddenly coughed, finally breaking the silence, this embarrassment, and ...... It's ambiguous. She sat up, folded her arms, looked up at the moon, and took a deep breath. The two were silent for a moment, Nangong Du suddenly got up, and the female killer immediately grabbed his arm reflexively and raised her eyes to look at him...... There are some dependencies. So, he tried to whisper, "I...... Go find some firewood and come back and make a fire. Otherwise, we'll both freeze to death. He smiled. The female killer immediately bowed her head in shame and let go of her hand at the same time.

After a while, a warm fire rose, and the female killer finally didn't have to hug her arms anymore, and roasted the fire comfortably, and her expression relaxed a lot. Seeing her relaxed, Nangong Du couldn't help but relax, and said casually: "I didn't expect that we would have a time to run for our lives together, ha...... It seems that everyone is afraid of death. The female killer pouted: "It's you who are not afraid of death, I never said that I am not afraid of death!" Nangong Du was quite surprised when he saw her answer, but he also came to chat with her, and said with a smile: "That's right, I really haven't seen you as a killer who is so afraid of death." The female killer raised her hand and threw a handful of dead leaves onto the fire, and the fire was dying and trembling, just like her emotions at the moment. She lowered her head, was silent for a while, and suddenly sneered: "Actually, the first thing I learned since I was a child is not to be afraid of death. I just don't think there's anything I deserve to die right now. If I die now, like this dead leaf thrown into the fire, there will be no trace left. Nangong Du didn't expect this female killer to say this to herself, which was quite surprising. He coughed a little embarrassed, and then said, "Ugh...... No one is the same, and all that can be left behind after death is a piece of loess and a tombstone. The female killer raised her eyes and looked into the distance, and said quietly: "One tombstone, one tombstone, but unfortunately, I am a nameless person without a surname, and I don't even have a tombstone." When Nangong Du heard her say this, he suddenly remembered that he really didn't know the name of the female killer, so he said: "No name, no surname? What do you mean, girl? The female killer bowed her head and said: "You can call me Skylark, this is my code name in Thousand Bird Pavilion, of course, I am not the first Skylark, nor the last, in a few years, under the name of Skylark, there will be a new face." And then...... I don't know where to go. She raised her head and stared at Nangong Du with burning eyes.

Nangong Du's heartstrings suddenly moved, thinking about himself, the only purpose of his previous life was to take revenge, whose revenge was it? Isn't it the enmity of the Nangong family. Nangong's surname is his root, giving him honor as well as hatred. And the girl in front of her is just the most ordinary killer in the killer organization, no surname is like no root, and naturally she doesn't know where she is going back?

He was a little blank of her confusion, but ...... So what, everyone has their own dilemma. Who can help whom. The two were silent for a moment, and in this moment, Nangong Du suddenly realized that the common crisis between the two had actually passed, so what about the cloudy day?

Nangong Du stretched and said, "I'm sleepy, let's sleep for a while." So saying, he lay down with his back to the lark.

The lark looked at his slightly undulating back, and didn't know what he was thinking, Nangong Du felt her sit still for a moment before lying down, but soon there was an even faint snoring sound......

Early the next morning, the morning mist fell on the lark's face, there was a gentle coolness, she suddenly woke up, sat up suddenly, turned her head to see, last night's bonfire had become a pile of ashes, there was no one next to it, Nangong Du was gone? I don't know why, she intuitively felt that Nangong Du didn't leave temporarily like yesterday, but ...... Secretly gone. She sat stunned, feeling uncomfortable like she had never felt before, a little angry, a little sad, a little anxious and a little desperate. However, she didn't want to chase him at all, and the reason why she didn't want to chase him might be the same as Nangong Du leaving quietly. None of them know how to face each other and continue to be enemies this new day? Or be friends?

The lark found the river, washed herself, and went east along the river, for they had fled from the three wild brothers to the west, and she planned to go in the opposite direction, and would always leave the place. The lark cleaned up his mood and walked slowly along the river, but for some reason, the events of the past two days always appeared in his mind, and the appearance of that guy always appeared. The past two days have been dangerous, and she has almost died several times, but now that she thinks about it, it was the easiest few days in all these years, and she was even a little afraid of returning to the world, so she walked extremely slowly.

After walking for about half an hour, the lark vaguely saw a person lying on the river beach in front of him, dressed in black like ink, and with a long figure. She felt as if she had been pricked by a needle, and immediately rushed forward and took a look at the person - it was Nangong Du.

The lark hugged Nangong Du and kept calling him. But I saw that his eyes were closed, his face was like gold paper, and the hand holding his back suddenly felt a little sticky, she picked up her hand and saw that her palm was full of purple and black poisonous blood. The lark was shocked, and immediately took off his upper clothes, only to see a purple-black knife wound on Nangong Du's back, hideous and terrifying. The lark didn't have time to think about it, so he took some water by the river and wiped his wounds, ready to treat him. Every killer in the Thousand Bird Pavilion has been trained in medical skills, as long as it is not a strange poison or serious injury, he can basically heal himself by himself, and the lark did not hesitate, rolled up his sleeves and began to diagnose and treat.