The sleepless mood is happy, the sword in his hand is extremely sharp, and a full forty sword shadows are divided, which is the wonderful trick of "looking horizontally at the side of the ridge into a peak".

The shadow of the sword fell like a summer rainstorm, and they came to sweep Li Dong one after another.

Li Dongzheng laid out the sword aura of "Mrs. Xiang", which was already rare; Sleepless at night successfully escaped for a while, and seized the opportunity to fight back, she "ahh

The two of them used their own means, they didn't care about the other, they couldn't take care of the tail, and they were a little embarrassed for a while.

The sleepless body dodged most of the fierce attacks, but the outfit above his head was still inevitably tragically damaged and cut by the sword qi.

"fluttering" for a while, the jewelry such as Bu Shao, Yindian, and copper hairpins worn all fell down with the broken hair.

Without the restraint of these objects, his hair was scattered, revealing the appearance of a man. I didn't realize it for a while, and I didn't know what to do.

Look at Li Dong again.

Of the forty sword shadows that were sleepless at night, thirty-nine were resolved by her, but as the saying goes, "manpower is sometimes poor", after all, there was still one, dangerously, slashing across her face, leaving a blood mark on her white and flawless face.

In an instant, the white jade-like skin overflowed with scarlet dots, and fine blood beads poured out, condensed and shattered, and fell one after another.

The small half of his face was blurred with blood.

The world fell silent.

There is only the hissing wind, the rustle of dead trees and leaves, and the distant pastoral twilight song if there is nothing.

Both of them took the fight and stood on the spot with their swords, staring at each other speechlessly.

Li Dong looked at the sleepless night emanating from the cloak.

The charm between his eyebrows overshadowed the disguise of women's clothing, and the wildness of his hair was scattered, breaking through the constraints of delicate jewelry, and finally revealing a sense of déjà vu.

For a while, in the cold winter, the spring breeze gradually rose.

Laughing and drunk with the spring breeze, the spring breeze enters my dream. Someone woke up and asked: Is it cold? Is it warm? But he said: Cold and warm are spring.

"You, you are ......" Li Dong's cold face gradually softened, Hao's teeth bit his lower lip, and Lan Xiang's rich breath stagnated.

He was the man who was on the outskirts of Changsha that day, with a sword on her neck and calmly saying "You lost".

He is the "girl" who drinks and eats meat alone in the white water wine shop today, with the sword on the greasy wooden table.

Momentary hesitation: is he a man, or a "girl"?

She looked at the sleepless night with her cloak and looked at the complicated and inexplicable look in his eyes, Hui Zhilan's heart was like her, she didn't need to ask, it was self-explanatory:

He's a man.

Sometimes, he can also be a "girl." ”

She couldn't help laughing, she didn't smile, but she wanted to laugh. But more than that, it's shame.

The previous doubts and inexplicable insistences, and the "relationship" that was forcibly fabricated in order to get the sword back, were all entangled in their hearts at the same time, and they turned upwards and flew into two glows.

She even ignored the sword wounds.

Blood is dripping and falling.

。。。

Sleepless Night, I've never been so sad in my life.

He has been growing his hair for several years, and finally has some length, but he washed his hair on the Black Elk Peak in the early hours of yesterday morning, and one or two out of ten went away.

Today's battle against Li Dong went to the second or third, leaving only half of the original length.

The west wind rises, the scalp is cold, and the hand probes the green silk and puts it down.

Before reaching middle age, there are already concerns about baldness.

Sad husband!

At this time, he suddenly realized that he was now gray-faced, his long hair was broken, and the image of that beautiful maid was probably gone, and he must have revealed the face of the original man.

Sure enough, seeing Li Dong's expression change abruptly, the corners of his mouth murmured: "It's you, night, sleepless night......"

He was dismantled on the spot, ashamed and landless, and hated to find a crack in the ground to get into, and hide in the ground to become a unity.

Seeing the sword wound on her face, she knew that it was caused by herself. I want to say sorry, but I feel that there is no mistake in hurting her because of a big misunderstanding today, and I was forced to fight back.

Once the emotions are contradictory, when the words come to the mouth, it seems to weigh a thousand pounds, and they can't open it when they want to.

The two of them looked at each other and couldn't move their eyes, their faces were hot, they had their own concerns, and they had their own difficulties.

Sleepless at night, he tore off a clean piece of cloth in his skirt and shook out the internal force.

Nabu flew towards Li Dong's wound, blocking the flow of blood.

This rough bandaging is the only thing he can do at the moment.

Don't stay any longer, the wind and clouds picked up the jewelry scattered on the ground, and the light work of "in the deep snow in the front village, a branch opened last night" was launched, and he fled for his life.

The figure of the young man in women's clothing passed away, startling the dead leaves on the ground swirling and the dust flying, and it took a long time to fall.

Gently wiped the blood off his face, Li Dong's green and jade fingers grabbed the cloth tightly, and he was stunned for a while before gently folding it and putting it in his arms.

"Ahh

She cut off a piece of the corner of her snow-white clothes and covered it in front of her face, covering her face.

The veiled girl looked up to the sky and was speechless.

After a long time, a sigh fell, I don't know if it was a sigh for the slight flaws in my face since then, or a sigh for something.

。。。

At dusk, I passed the Black Elk Peak without sleep, and arrived at a small town a few miles below the peak, Beishan Town.

I chose a small inn in the town, stayed here for one night, and left again the next morning.

He's counted the footsteps. If you don't stay in the store, continue to go, and it may be midnight when you arrive in Changsha City. At that time, you had to climb over the wall to enter the city, not to mention, Luo Xiangzhuding had already fallen asleep.

Although my heart is full of memories, it is too selfish to wake people up in the middle of the night to see her.

On the second day, the sky was just bright, and I had a sleepless breakfast, groomed in the mirror, dressed up, and still dressed up as a woman. He carried a few hot steamed buns in his arms for eating on the road, and walked out of the inn.

A blast of cold air blew in, making the whole body tense.

He was busy using his internal strength to resist, which made him feel better.

"Today is the 39th day, the coldest day of the year, buy some charcoal...... Five cents a piece, five cents a piece, buy some charcoal......"

A ragged charcoal seller on the side of the road squatted in the corner, hugged his body tightly, and shouted with heat.

His hands and feet were blue from the cold, and his ears were quite large.

When I looked at it at night without sleep, it was not because my ears were big, but because of chilblains.

It's impossible to tell if it's an ear with chilblains or an ear from chilblains.

Sleepless at night, he touched a piece of broken silver from his bosom and came out.

"I'll buy a few pieces of charcoal."

The charcoal seller took the silver tremblingly, weighed it, and said busily: "Such a big piece of silver? I will sell you all this basket of coal, and I will have all the money left. You, you wait for me, I'll buy a steamed bun and find it for you. ”

He leaned over to buy steamed buns, took a step, and then turned back and pleaded for sleeplessness: "You wait for me, I'll be back soon." ”

Before he finished speaking, Sleepless Ye took out a steamed bun from his arms and handed it to him.

The hand trembled visibly in a panic, stiff and icy, leaving a few finger black marks on the steamed bun.

"Wait? Hehe, uncle, I'm the most annoying person to wait. That's it, no more verbose, I bought charcoal, and the money was given to you. Leave it at that, don't bother me, I'm not a good stubble. ”

Sleepless at night, he carried the basket of coal, and walked away without looking back.

On the charcoal seller's dark face, two lines of turbid tears fell.