Pu Yu looked at the top of Jiang Andong's head, and his heart was clear.

"Brother Pu Yu, can you save Yi Fang?" Jiang Andong looked up at Pu Yu.

Jiang'an Winter closed the door for dinner. It's late in autumn, after a long time of work, it's dark, you can't see anything at night, there are no guests, and it's safe to close the door.

Pu Yu turned his head to look at her: "Shall I go to Biyan Cave to save her?"

Jiang Andong didn't know how to answer him, so he must not be able to. She moved the corners of her mouth, twitched her chin, and didn't speak.

"Am I going to send people to death or to save people?" said Pu Yu with a smile.

"What does this mean?" Jiang Andong felt a little turbulent in his heart.

"I mean, although my Puyu is better at martial arts, I haven't been able to steal so many people by myself. Pu Yu said with a smile.

"Brother Pu Yu is making fun of me?" saw the corners of her mouth suddenly freeze.

"What?" Pu Yu was also stunned.

"Why do you think this tone is weird, it's not making fun of me. I am ignorant and ignorant, but as long as Brother Pu Yu says that he can't save it, he can't save it, why bother saying that if you are sent to death, Ah Dong will tell you to die?" Jiang An Dongxiu raised his eyebrows, and for the first time he was angry in front of him.

That's not what I meant. Pu Yu was about to explain, but was interrupted by Jiang Andong: "It doesn't matter if it's not, I've already received a reply, that is, Brother Pu Yu can't save people." But in the future, don't say anything like me telling you to die, it not only scares people's guts, but also dirties my heart for Brother Puyu. She packed up the dishes and chopsticks and went into the kitchen.

Pu Yu sat there stunned, didn't say anything, but felt that before he could react, everything seemed to have passed again. But the woman's storm always rains and drizzles, and Pu Yu never imagined that it would be like this in the next few days.

There was a drizzle in the night, and the moisture in Puyu's room was only from the window, but it was mixed with the smell of the soil, and it felt very refreshing.

He lay on the bed, his muscles and bones limp. It's just that when I remember the events of dinner, I just have some bad feelings in my heart.

What should it be? He really couldn't do it. Biyan Cave, Wind and Rain Pavilion and Lingmen are all like this, Yi Fang is involved in Yi Jun, and Yi Jun is involved in Xia Puyu's forward steps. He is also struggling, how to get out of this circle?

He is also a mud bodhisattva crossing the river, how can he reach out to save others?

Jiang Andong also understood, but she still couldn't control her mouth to ask, and she felt that she wanted to ask him, and she still felt a little urgent in her heart.

Now both of them are tossing and turning, one is unable to help themselves, the other is self-conscious, resentful of the people next to them, and also resentful of themselves.

It's just that why is she bothered? It's just that it's too sad, Yi Fang's sword hangs in the house every day, and it seems to be hanging in her heart. Yi Fang tossed and turned, and several wicked people pinched her to involve several parties.

This encounter seemed to be joyful and sorrowful. Pu Yu's days are also longer than in the past, which Jiang Andong didn't expect. I remember pushing the door open on the second day, the autumn wind blew into the house, and saw that the door was open, Xia Puyu stood in the open space outside the door and danced with a stick, it seemed that the move was much better than the last time I saw it, and it was strong and powerful, it was Pu Yu, and it was better than Pu Yu in the past. This made Jiang Andong feel uncomfortable, obviously so powerful, but he didn't know how to come to the rescue.

Jiang Andong understands his ignorance, but he still doesn't give up, that arrogance does not admit defeat, and never bows to him, whether it is powerless or that joke.

She turned around angrily and headed for the kitchen.

Pu Yu turned around, blinked, lowered his eyes, and entered the room.

He had been sitting in the doorway looking into the kitchen. She added water and washed rice, chopping vegetables and burning oil very skillfully, and every move was easy and unambiguous. It's like dancing with a knife and a gun on the board, where it seems that her hands are enough to control the rivers and lakes. This is probably the intention of the moon fishing monk, right? Jiang'an Dong has her best side. Although it's just that firewood, rice, oil and salt are not as good as these chivalrous knights, it is enough for her.

Pu Yu looked at her steady manipulation and smiled softly. He understands why he laughs like that. This smile seems to be the same as Yi Jun's death, but it is different. He was naked, and he was the first person to patronize Jiang Xuezhai this winter.

But the fate is here, and how much does it have to do with the first and second?

"Ah Dong?" Pu Yu stood up and whispered to her.

Jiang Andong really didn't stop, as if he didn't listen.

Where did Yi Jun's death come from? Not only did he not take it himself, but he also felt that he couldn't take it at all.

Even he himself values the second and Pu Yu. Pu Yuduo has a few catties of meat more than himself in the eyes of others.

I saw Jiang Andong come out with a meal, put it on the table, and put an empty bowl and a full bowl on it. It means that Pu Yu is sheng by himself.

And then too. Tea was brought to him, but he did not add any more water to him, but wanted to drink and scoop it himself.

This is something that Uratama did not expect. She hadn't spoken to him in over a day. said that Pu Yu said it himself, and Jiang Andong didn't take his words.

This is a grievance, but Jiang'an Winter is different. It's too easy to do, as long as everything goes back to before he came, and she eats and sleeps alone, without talking or thinking.

But in essence, she understood, she couldn't go back to before he came. Her world is already small, and it is not easy to pretend to be a big person, and it is still difficult to take it out again. Now she misses him as much as she misses him.

"Are you going to ignore me all the time?"

One of them went around the room, and the other sat in the room and watched. It seems to be detached, but in fact, it is indeed detached from God at this moment. But the heart is together. But this situation is not a good thing. Jiang Andong needs to get through this hurdle of his own. Even if it is a calamity, she is also his calamity. If he got up and ran to the Wind and Rain Pavilion or the Biyan Cave at this moment, this calamity would have been fulfilled.

Gui Yan's first horse galloping. This time back to the stars, he would never have imagined. Everything is unpredictable, although the drum in his heart is constantly beating all the way, and every point hits his heart heavily. All the news began to disperse from the clouds on the horizon, falling into this river and lake like a random flower.

Whether it is Fengyu Pavilion or Jiang Xuezhai, or Lingmen, half-jailed prisoners and so on.

Everyone was shocked at that moment, when a certain black-clothed shadow floated into the night with silver flowers and floated out of the threshold.

It seems that the night in Songjiang was extremely quiet, there was no half of the waves, and the wind wisps drifted by, without alarming half of all living beings.

"The head of Tianxingzhao died at the hands of Biyan Cave, and the seven disciples of the master returned to Yan. ”

The tea jar in Jiang Andong's hand fell to the ground, and he saw that the guest was holding a few copper plates and running towards the river, looking like he was about to cross the river.

Pu Yu turned his head to look at Jiang Andong, and neither of them was speechless.

I remember that when Guiyan returned to Luying Mountain, he saw a corpse in front of the mountain gate, and there were blood stains and bows and arrows on the steps. Looking at the way this corpse fell towards the situation, it was a sneak attack.

He was suddenly at a loss, and strode towards the main room, only to see that the door was open, and he was still waving with the remaining strength of Fang Cai, and the thief had disappeared.

The mist was lying in Gui Qi's arms, his limbs and veins were broken, and he was convulsing from bleeding and pain. Even if he waited for the return of the goose, his heart fell.

"Brother!"

Gui Yan knelt down in front of Luo Wu, lowered his head, and a piece of black hair hung down on his neck.

"Uncle Shi is not in the Guan, Master is waiting for you. ”

At this moment, Luowu opened his mouth to speak.