Suddenly, all the spices in the sachet fell out and scattered in the air, causing a burst of fragrance.

Song Duanyu only felt a strange aroma coming to his nose.

This fragrance seems to be mixed with the fragrance of lavender - as if it is a faint sorrow brought by a certain Yiren standing in the quicksand of time because of unfulfilled love and unfulfilled wishes, which is a sad sorrow.

Song Duanyu only felt that his nose was sore, and at some point, some tears had welled up in his eyes.

In the crystal tears, Song Duanyu seemed to see the woman in plain clothes. The woman has a beautiful face and a tall figure, but there are a few wrinkles at the corners of her eyes.

Who is that person? Naturally, it is the young man's mother, Song Chunyao.

Where is that person? Song Duanyu thought that his mother was still in Qingyang Town. Although Song Duanyu has not returned home for a few days, there have been such examples in the past. Song Duanyu would let Song Chunyao stay in Qingye Building and wait for him.

But Song Chunyao is not in Qingye Building.

She was in the Northern Dragon City, in the magnificent and mighty General's Mansion in the Northern Dragon City.

Naturally, the teenager didn't know about this.

Nalan Su smelled the fragrance of this sachet, and there was no strange expression on his face.

The spices used to make sachets in the Linglong Workshop of Beilongcheng can indeed trigger people's sad thoughts, or there is also a touch of sadness. But for Naransu, the tears and broken hearts that have fallen in the past days have long made her indifferent to these things.

There is nothing more mourning than the death of the heart, but the world has a turnaround. Perhaps even Nalan Su herself didn't know that the seed of a flower was quietly sown in her heart with this trip to the 'Xuanwu Vault'.

Perhaps, the love between lovers in the world is like spring rain, with the wind into the night, moisturizing things silently.

Song Duanyu looked at Nalan Su, and he thought to himself, "Looking at Sister Nalan's appearance, Uncle Zhang and Uncle Zhang should have solved the misunderstanding." That's a good thing. ”

Although Song Duanyu hadn't read much, when he was a child, he often snuggled up next to Song Chunyao.

A candle flame, a mother, and several fascinating stories. Every time Song Duanyu thought of those times, a smile would rise on the corner of his mouth.

Once on a summer night when frogs were full of sounds, Song Chunyao told Song Duanyu, "Good things in the world should only be obtained late, not early, only rare, not appropriate, rare things are difficult to lose, easy things to lose." ”

Song Duanyu looked at the woman in red in front of her, and thought in her heart, "Mother's words, maybe that's what she meant." ”

But there was another person, who smelled the fragrance, but instantly became even more crazy!

This person is Dugufeng.

Dugu Feng's current appearance is really terrifying, like the ghosts in the ghost stories used in Qingyang Town to scare those naughty and naughty children who don't sleep well.

Dugufeng's cloak was scattered, and there were many more knife marks on his clothes.

This scar was not cut by someone else, it was himself.

Blood was constantly oozing out of Dugu Feng's hands—he held the blade back, and the blade was firmly embedded in his palm.

"Xiao'er, Xiao'er", Dugufeng shouted a woman's name in his mouth, and the expression on his face was a little laughable.

The look on his face was distorted, crying was not like crying, laughing was not like laughing. If there were some timid children here, they might be scared to death by this weird-looking and eccentric man.

Dugu Feng beat his chest again and said, "Xiao'er, if I hadn't been a step late that day, you wouldn't have been, you wouldn't have died! You wouldn't have been robbed by those damn horse bandits! They have tarnished your innocence." ”

Dugufeng let out a hoarse roar again, "They deserve to die, they deserve to die!"

What is the story of this Northwest snake king and that woman?

Let's say that more than ten years ago, Dugufeng was just a scholar, and he followed a nearby pharmacy shopkeeper to learn to collect medicines and help, and by the way, he also learned some pharmacological knowledge.

If you want to help in the pharmacy, the biggest gain is not the pharmacology of those Chinese herbal medicines, nor the monthly salary, but the woman in the goose yellow dress who laughed with two pear vortices and was very cute.

The woman's name was Xiao'er, and she was the daughter of the pharmacy manager.

On the first day Dugufeng entered the pharmacy, he fell in love with this woman

Although Dugufeng is a poor scholar, his appearance is first-class, eight feet tall, white and clean-skinned, and he does not lose the heroic spirit of a northwest man, and it is most easy to capture the heart of a girl in the flower season.

And the shopkeeper of the pharmacy is not a snob, he has an old-fashioned heart, and he does not dislike Dugufeng's background, and acquiesces in his dealings with his daughter.

But the good times didn't last long, and a plague suddenly broke out in their town.

The plague spread quickly, and in order to prevent 'Xiao'er' and his father-in-law from contracting the plague, Dugufeng decided to take the risk and go up the mountain to collect medicine.

But who would have thought that when Dugu style medicine came back, he was in a mess.

The pharmacy sign has been torn down.

Dugufeng ran into the pharmacy in a panic, only to see the pharmacy helper all lying on the ground.

They died, they were killed. They had several scar marks of varying shades.

A bad premonition climbed into Dugufeng's heart.

He hurriedly ran to the backyard to find Xiao'er and his "father-in-law".

He didn't find Xiao'er, but he did find the shopkeeper.

He found the shopkeeper by the well in the backyard.

The old man was already dying.

A father used his last strength to tell Dugufeng the news about his daughter.

He wanted Dugufeng to save his daughter.

Dugufeng naturally thought about it too.

He learned from the shopkeeper that the woman who haunted him had been robbed by a gang of horse bandits.

And it came to pass that the plague spread more and more, and some of the bandits contracted it.

So the bandits ran to the town to grab the medicine.

They killed all the people in the pharmacy and took all the medicines.

One of them also fell in love with Xiao'er, who was clear-eyed, and wanted to take her back to the cottage.

And the pharmacy shopkeeper was also seriously injured by those bandits when he was desperately protecting his daughter.

Anger filled Dugufeng's chest.

He found the bandits' lair.

But before he could go up the mountain, a round thing rolled down the mountain road.

Dugufeng just stood there dumbfounded.

The uneasiness in his heart became stronger and stronger, but after a while, that thing had already rolled in front of Dugu Feng.

Dugu Feng was shocked, and his heart was about to break.

It was none other than Xiao'er, who had not yet been dressed before she was thrown out by the thieves on the mountain.

Dugufeng trembled his arms, hugged the girl, and kept calling the girl's name in his mouth, but all she could answer was the empty height and silent silence of the Northwest Desert, as well as the wind and sand one after another.

Since that day, Dugufeng has changed.

He often muttered to himself, "It's useless to be a scholar." ”

So Dugufeng no longer read the sage books that he once regarded as the guide, but began to delve into the pharmacological classics left by the pharmacy shopkeeper.

He studied poison.

Three years later, all the bandits in the cottage were killed overnight.

When the officers and soldiers arrived, they examined the bodies and came to a conclusion: whether these people were poisoned or poisoned by snake venom!

Dugufeng took revenge, but he is no longer the same person he used to be.

Readers, the most obsessive people. There are many ways to live up to it, and this one of his Dugufeng is really unacceptable.

Dugu Feng left the town where he was born and raised. This side of the water and soil carries too many good memories of his past. It's just that for him, those good things are long gone, and only the torment of sadness remains.

He came to the North Dragon City and went to the Linglong Workshop to customize a sachet.

In the dead of night, the "Northwest Snake King", who is usually vigorous and infamous, will hide in a dilapidated temple, holding the sachet, curled up, and crying like a child.

Natural disasters and man-made disasters are unreasonable, and they are very ruthless.

Song Duanyu asked, "Sister Nalan, my move is good, right?"

Nalan Su said with a smile, "A few days ago, why didn't I think of so many ghost ideas from your kid, this Dugu Feng has been like crazy and lost his mind, so naturally he can't tell whose sachet this sachet is, but the fragrance in this sachet is the same."

When he smelled the fragrance, he thought that the "Xiao'er" girl's sachet had been cut off, which is why he was so angry. ”

"Is this a sign of going mad?", Song Duanyu asked, "If this goes on like this for a long time, he will definitely die of exhaustion." ”

Naransu nodded, "Not bad." Originally, it would have been like this, but some unlucky ghosts came. ”

Song Duanyu was stunned. He didn't know what he meant, until he heard the sound of a rope in the grass nearby.

Only then did he realize that there were already blades lurking in the grass.

Nalansu's realm is much higher than Song Duanyu's, so her ear power is also excellent.

But those who lurked in the grass could not have imagined that they were approaching a very dangerous character.

Nalan Su gave Song Duanyu a look.

The previous cooperation in the Xuanwu Underground Palace had already made the two have a tacit understanding.

Song Duanyu shouted at Na Dugu Feng, "Look, Miss Xiao'er is about to be snatched away by those thieves hiding in the grass!"

Those who were hiding in the grass were also strange and puzzled when they listened to Song Duanyu's clueless words.

But in the next second, they already regretted it.

After listening to Song Duanyu's words, Dugu Feng roared, "Who is it, who dares to snatch my Xiao'er, I want you to die!"

As soon as the words fell, Dugu Feng's body changed rapidly, and he slapped seven or eight palms into the surrounding grass!

Wherever each palm goes, there are a few people hiding there.

Although Dugu Feng has now lost most of his sanity, his awareness of the vitality of the living has already become a habit.

The world is full of martial arts. When you are proficient, you will see the six roads, listen to the eight directions, and make a brazen blow.