There is no moon in the night, and there is no one there. If there is a moon, there will be a moonwatcher. The night breeze moves like countless nights. The moon in the sky looks at the joys and sorrows of the world. The figure in the moonlight, hidden or visible, the moonlight sprinkled on the person's face, not real, but it did exist, as if the moonlight could not compare to this person.

The young man has lived in the palace for a long time, and apart from the people in the palace, there are not many outsiders. In the past few years, he has been obsessed with martial arts, and he has never paid close attention to a person like this.

The woman was like a fairy in Qiongzhong, and her uncombed temples hung down naturally, and the cyan color was draped behind the girl like a waterfall. A pair of starry eyes are bright and shining, not like people in the palace. There were no distracting thoughts in his eyes, just looking at Sikong Duan and himself attentively.

The woman stood like a flower shining on the water, and her body was like a weak wind supporting a willow.

When the girl saw her brother, she quickly stepped forward and threw herself into the young man's arms, and her voice was like a heavenly sound: "My brother didn't wake me up when he came back, did he want to sneak away again?"

The young man reassured: "I will only come back for one night, and I will leave at the beginning of the hour." Slowly pushing the girl away, I didn't want to be so tender in front of this person.

The girl only asked attentively at this moment: "Who is this little brother?" The swarthy young man was about to speak, but the handsome young man grabbed it: "I am Murong Liancheng, your brother's classmate, and I live in the palace together." Visiting late at night disturbed the girl. ”

The girl glanced at it slightly, and her starry eyes moved slightly: "Since she is a guest, the little woman is polite." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled up the swarthy young man's arm, "Brother, come on, I have just learned a tune, I want to play it to you." The young man couldn't stop her, so he had to walk out of the courtyard gate and go to the girl's boudoir. The father and the boy were left in the courtyard.

Sikong Yu had no choice but to smile bitterly: "The little girl Beiguan has grown up, not like a woman in the Central Plains, she doesn't know etiquette, I hope the prince won't be angry." ”

"There is the sound of silk and bamboo, you can listen to it. The boy smiled softly. Sikong Yu hurriedly invited into the inner room, and the two sat on the stone bench outside the girl's boudoir.

The sound of the piano was already raised, and the young man closed his eyes and savored it. This song is not like the sound of Yuliang City, the capital is prosperous and prosperous, and it is admired that the dance pavilion and song platform, the high-rise buildings and mansions, and it is not the sorrow of the children's love and the bitterness of the spring night, and it is not like the lament of not meeting the talents and moving to the left. There is no trace of the breath of the pass, but some are the scenery of thousands of horses galloping.

The boy stood in this vast and boundless wilderness, separated by a line between heaven and earth, with distant mountains and blue skies reflecting each other. The horses galloping in the distance rolled in like a tide, and there was not a trace of room to be seen. Mixed with the dust of the horse's hooves, it rushed forward.

The sound of horses' hooves seems to be chaotic and rhythmic. Like a war song, the thunder is ear-catching, and all the horses are flattened. The horses, with their proud heads raised and their graceful manes shaking, soared over the sea-wide meadow in harmony with this grand melody.

The boy watched the horses approach, but did not dodge, for he saw a man.

The pretty shadow rode on a snow-white steed galloping among the horses, its hooves churning and its long mane flying.

Dressed in turquoise clothes, with both feet in stirrups, although the waist is slender, he is not afraid of this strong horse galloping, pulling the horse rope with one hand and holding the whip with the other.

The long hair fluttered like horsehair, the green silk flew behind him, the girl's pink face had beads of sweat, and the red lips were closed and looked ahead.

The boy was passed by the ten thousand horses, and the dust slowly blurred his vision, and the pretty girl could not see it.

But it was the dark clouds in the sky, the thunder was staggered, the wind rose, and the rain like beans fell in an instant, and the cold rain fell on the young man's face and hands, like a cold knife back gently slashed, strange and real.

But people came with white oil umbrellas, and the rain couldn't see the appearance, only the slender figure, like a woman.

The girl approached her slowly, as if she had come for herself, and there was no joy or sorrow on her face, and the rain wet her shoes and skirts.

The young man thought to himself, and when the man approached, he bowed slowly, and was about to speak, but it was the woman who walked through his body.

There seemed to be a strange appearance of green silk caressing in his hand, and he hurriedly turned around to look, only to see the pretty back disappear into the rain.

I don't know how long it has passed, but the clouds have dispersed and the rain has stopped. A crescent moon slowly rose up, and the small pool of raindrops on the field reflected the moonlight, cold and silent, and the cold light sprinkled on the earth.

The night seemed silent, with occasional fireflies in the distance. Dozens of pairs of fireflies seemed to be in groups, and when they flew closer, they realized that it was the wild wolf of the plain.

The young man didn't have time to think about it and set up a position. The feet are separated, as if they are on standby. The evil wolf led by him pounced, and the young man opened his neck with one hand, and poked the tip of his right finger into his heart. The wolf screamed in grief, his strength dissipated, and he was kicked away by the boy.

The wolves seemed to be frightened, but they refused to retreat, but at this time, the three wolves pounced, the young man toe hard, flew up to avoid the wolf pounce, stepped down on the head of the second wolf with both feet, and smashed the wolf's head with one palm.

The wolves seemed to be enraged by the wolf's blood, and the pack flocked. The young man got up again and jumped out of the air, and he was afraid: "You brutes, Uncle Ben doesn't have time to play with you." The wolves chased after him, and the boy used what he had learned on weekdays, flew and walked, and he was thrown away in a moment.

But he didn't know where he was now, so he slowly fixed his eyes and saw the burly man sitting opposite him, closing his eyes and smiling.

I was still standing in the garden, only to know that it was the illusion of the sound of the piano. Sikong Xuan pushed open the boudoir door and came out, but he also looked flustered, obviously disturbed by the sound of the piano.

The young man pretended to be calm: "Break, you sister is so powerful, you just came back and was generalized." I'm afraid that this general's mansion won't be able to return in the future. As soon as he finished speaking, it was the girl who rushed out of the door, smashed her fist, and was caught by Sikong Yu with one hand.

"There are many rudeness in the little girl, forgive me. But the general said angrily. The young man didn't think much about it: "Ling Yuan's piano skills are both true and false, and it is a pity to be able to build heaven and earth with this." What I saw today was astonishing. ”

The young man smiled and saluted Sikong and said, "Today's visit is quite rewarding." General, we'll go back later, we have important things to do tomorrow. The three of them said goodbye, and the general personally sent them out of the house.

Sikong Yu returned to the house and scolded the girl. The girl was annoyed by her father's obstruction, and she was scolded, and she couldn't sleep anymore, and she couldn't sleep all night.

The two left the general's mansion and walked all the way to the palace. Passing by a house, it does not look like an official mansion, but seems to be the courtyard of an ordinary wealthy businessman. Although the decoration is magnificent, it does not dare to go beyond the rules.

One of them cannot be higher than the official mansion, the second is that the things of the dragon and phoenix are not available, and the third is that the lights and flames cannot be held after the curfew.

If no city patrol guards see it, it's fine. The occasional candle flame is fine. However, there seemed to be a lot of people walking in the courtyard of this house.

The handsome boy heard something unusual in his voice and stopped. With a slight wave of their hands, the two of them jumped to the gate of the courtyard to listen, and there seemed to be the sound of swords. Hurriedly climbed over the wall and hurried to the ridge of the roof.

Leaning over to take a closer look, it was several men in black carrying things, which seemed to be belongings, packed in wooden boxes. It was piled up at the gate of the courtyard, and there seemed to be a light in the inner room.

The boy flew over the ridge. When they fell into the inner courtyard, they found a woman crying. The whimpering voice was low, and he never cried.

poked open the paper window and found a woman with her hands tied to the wooden pole on the bed, her mouth tied with a white cloth, and she could not speak. Tears rolled down his eyes, and he didn't know whether it was sweat or tears on his neck, and his sideburns were messy. Both hands tried to break free, but they couldn't move.

Another man was dressed in black and masked, with his back to Liancheng, as if he was laughing indulgently. The girl was not only angry in pain, but her feet tried to kick away hard, but she was restrained by the man's hand.

The woman was forced, and the man pinched him hard. His legs were blue and purple, and his painful waist was twisted, but he couldn't break free. Tears blurred, staining the temples, and hair was soft but messy.

The handsome young man was furious in his heart and kicked the door open. He scolded angrily: "Bold bandits, do this evil thing." If you don't die soon!!"

The young eagle eyes scolded angrily, pointing a single finger at the bandit leader. When the man heard this, his figure paused. Slowly moving out, the girl seemed to relax. I couldn't hold on anymore and passed out.

The man straightened his pants and got out of bed to stand. About eight feet, I saw that this young man was only seventeen or eighteen years old.

smiled: "There is a little beast in this family who has not died, someone came and slaughtered this kid." Bad for me, good thing. He pinched the girl's pink jaw and shook her head. The girl is like a marionette, unable to move.

But several men came running with swords, and stood outside the door. A dark figure descended from the sky and kicked away the people who wanted to enter the house. Standing outside the door, the two of them stood with their backs to each other. The blade came with a cold light and fell towards the void.

The young man's figure moved to dodge the knife momentum, and slammed into the man's heart with one palm. The man fell back three feet and vomited blood, and could not get up again. The rest of the people saw that the young man was quite skillful, and they did not dare to rush forward. Looking at each other, they stopped.

The person in the room pulled out the sword on the bed and shouted angrily: "Is my sword not good?" Several people were afraid of the man's intimidation, and they all swung their swords and stepped over, and the cold light came from several directions, and the knife was swift.

Sikong broke the two palms together, and blasted the blade horizontally, and several people who were shocked lost their blades, and all the blades fell to the ground. Walking forward, or palm or sword style, several people lay on the ground, unable to get up again. Stepping into the house again, he stared at the bandit leader.

The man confronted Liancheng with a sword, and suddenly laughed: "Two little miscellaneous hairs, quite a bit of fist and foot kung fu." The handsome young man was naturally afraid that he would hurt the girl with his sword, so he did not dare to act rashly, but just held the door.

Seeing that Sikong has solved a few people, now that he has a helper, he can naturally deal with this guy well. Look at the woman on the bed, her body moved slightly, she seemed to be still alive, and she didn't know if she was worried about her life.

After thinking about it for a while, he raised his fist and ran towards the man, as if he was going to fight hard, as if the people in the village were fighting, and there was no order.

The man didn't seem to have thought about such a scene, "Is this kid going to die? If you hold a sword at this moment, it is a good time to defeat the enemy with one move." ”

At the moment, the sword is pointed directly at the heart. Seeing that he was about to pierce in, he saw that the man's figure fell, and he ran too fast and broke his foot. The figure dodged the sword, only piercing the clothes.

The burly bandit leader laughed arrogantly: "You kid is useless, I still think of you as a character." He kicked the boy in the stomach and slammed his body into the foot of the table in the room. The young man was angry and scolded, but he couldn't get up.