163 Baguio plays the house, and Oiran plays the assassin
Zhu Hailang taught him this set of "thunderbolt footwork" and "flash body method" over and over again under this moon, and thought that he was better than the "lost step" and "Ling Bo micro step". Wan Qian Yanyun had seen the "lost step" on Peach Blossom Island, and he saw Zhu Hailang's footwork, which was the nemesis of the lost step, which was the key to fast control.
In this night, he taught the posture of speed running and the harmony of luck, Wan Qi Yanyun only learned the most basic dodge technique of rough fast running, and he can travel a hundred miles at a fast run, which is very good for ordinary people, and it is also very enviable.
That night, Magnolia was practicing the martial arts she learned among the flowers alone, although she was not at the top level. However, martial arts are compatible, and you can comprehend denser and higher-level moves between skill. She realized two tricks tonight, which even the old bustard wouldn't have. But Magnolia was not satisfied, she wanted to get rid of Huang Xiaomei's control as soon as possible, practiced over and over again, and found a set of her own martial arts. After a while, the sun gradually rose in the east, and the sky dawned, and she fell asleep.
The sun was shining in the woods, and the birds were singing their own happiness, and the bonfire had long since been extinguished. Lonely and nameless had already left this forest, and when Zhao Biyao woke up, he was no longer there, he was in .......
- Lonely and nameless, he woke up with unbearable pain in his right arm, and suddenly felt that the broken part of his right arm and a trace of refreshing cold and refreshing feeling. He turned his head and found that it was the witch Zhao Bayao again, he wanted to get up but she stopped him, he lay down and saw that he was lying on the bed with a warm hotbed, and the soft quilt was something he had never covered.
It turned out that this was their cave room, and he was very handsome in the clothes of the bridegroom, and she was beautiful and moving in the clothes of the bride.
He said excitedly, "You——。 ”
Zhao Biyao looked at him with a smile and said, "Nameless brother, can we still play at home like when we were children? This time we play really, you are my groom, and I am the bride you said you would marry me, okay?"
Nameless wants to be angry, but this woman, that is, this woman, is still by his side. She has no requirements for herself, and takes care of herself, how can he not be unkind? Besides, he also liked Baguio, although she said so to herself, but he knew in his heart: "I——。 ”
Zhao Biyao saw that he wanted to refuse, so he asked him to hide what he wanted to say in his heart forever and said, "That's right, you said that I am the most beautiful bride in the world." ”
Nameless looked at her with a happy smile, she wanted to fake the real thing, but Nameless didn't want to take it seriously and said, "We——。 ”
Zhao Biyao has had a sense of spiritual connection with Nameless since she was a child, so she preemptively said: "Yes, this is our cave room. ”
His right arm was exposed, and she was carefully rubbing the bruises and skins. She said lukewarmly: "Why do you see me and want to leave, am I so terrible? Is it a deliberate evasion, or is there a deliberate injury, you say!"
Nameless looked at her with an indescribable feeling in his heart, he was afraid of destroying her current status because he couldn't give it to others. He didn't want to lose Fu Baobao, and he couldn't accept that others occupied the place in the baby's heart, so Nameless said very contradictoryly: "I don't want to owe too much to others." ”
Nameless blinked and saw that she still had many questions to ask, which were nothing more than some caring and considerate words, so he refused and said, "Girl, can we not talk about this issue?"
Zhao Biyao grabbed a handful of the nameless right arm that had just been connected, and asked coldly, "Girl, you call me girl." ”
"yes, yes, just a weird casual question. He was silently pinched by her, and couldn't help but cry out in pain: "Tap, tap." ”
Nameless looked at the place where Zhao Biyao was still wiping the bruises with alcohol for herself, and looked around carefully at the layout of this room. You can see the wind chimes, and the wishing stars, and the thousand paper cranes hanging all over these places. The decoration is very good-looking, and it can be seen by the stone wall house. She decorated it very carefully. It is reminiscent of this as a warm home, as long as he stays, he can have all the material life that he has not lived, and put an end to the pursuit without a goal.
He turned his eyes to look at her in front of him again, he knew that there was no room for him to struggle, and he looked at her and found that she was not as annoying as he thought. He cautiously asked her and said, "Is this your home?"
She looked up at Nameless, and felt tired of the world, so she told him what she meant, thinking that he could stay for herself, and said, "It can be said that it is strange at the bottom of the mountain here." This is also our home, if we stay here and live a life of seclusion. No one knows we're here, and we won't go out for the rest of our lives. ”
Nameless's original discouraged heart was only because of the success of his right arm, his ambition, his ambition, and where he went to Fu Qingfeng to pay back the baby. Because she is the only woman he loves the most, if Zhao Biyao changes to Fu Baobao, then he is willing to have a thousand or ten thousand. Nameless knows that it is cruel to reject her, and he also knows that he can't have a good outcome with her. Because I get along with one person, I love another person. The end result is not only to hurt yourself, but also to hurt the people who care about you. Nameless rejected her categorically and said, "But...... No. ”
Zhao Biyao was unwilling, thinking that she was not paying less than others. Besides, this man had grown up with her, and he sneered: "Why." ”
Nameless had to answer her coldly: "I don't know, don't ask me why." ”
Zhao Biyao seems to understand that a person's love is irreplaceable by others. It's ridiculous that he still has to work hard to force himself and force others, and he sneered: "Well, okay." ”
Nameless also told her the truth: "Yes, I can live the life I originally wanted here, and the sun here is bright. ”
She corrected the namelessness and said, "Wrong, it's not sunlight here, it's candles." ”
He saw that the nine candles were organized into a heart, and the more she worked hard to make a warm mood, the more she stinged the nameless. He muttered, "Let me go, the games I played when I was a child are not suitable for adults." ”
She stopped the live needle rust on her hand, originally wanted to surprise him, and said, "You are the one I know, and the most ruthless of him." ”
She fanned all the candles as soon as she fanned them, and Baguio's words seemed to be a little unexpected to him, but they were also in love. Nameless asked cautiously, "Is the one you know like me?"
He lit a candle and brought light to this black hole, a light of hope for love. He couldn't help but smile and asked cautiously, "Who is he?" ”
She carefully said the confusion and said, "He is just lonely and nameless, are you him?"
He looked at his right arm and raised it carefully, "Do you think I look like this?"
"No, it won't. Zhao Biyao replied. Then she lowered her head and just didn't say anything, and he didn't answer, and she went out with doubts. He lay down and looked at the burning candle, for which he had done nothing but lie in bed, and rested or rested. But he told him all the way not to go forward, this is a good place to be.
The night is dark, it seems that everyone's spirit is very good today, and the clouds are faintly lazy fluttering on the night when there is no wind. The moon hung in the air like a sickle, and the sky was warm. Therefore, all the insects came out happily to scatter the scene of the night, the flowers were blooming, the rivers and grass were green, and the moonlight was floating and rippling, and it was an intoxicating night.
Wan Qian Yanyun hung many paintings in the courtyard, and in front of each painting there was a wax bamboo shining in front of it. He was learning to paint in a painting with a hundred lights, and he was driving the candle in front of him, and the wax bamboo was painted. He said on it: 'The wax is gray and the tears are dry.' He saw a moth fighting a fire, and quickly turned to another white piece of paper with the moth fighting the fire.
While he was engrossed in painting, a man dressed in black gauze and red crossed the wall. She was a woman with a sword in her hand. Quietly walking towards this place with light, she suddenly wondered why everyone should have fallen asleep a long time ago in this weather, why there was such a bright and bright wax light in it.
If there is such a bright waxy place, it should be a very noisy scene, and she doesn't know why it is so deserted. The smell of books and ink treasures wafted in, and the fragrant fragrance made her go and think about what the reason was. When she hid, she could see hundreds of wax bamboos burning there, crackling from time to time.
And there was a man who was intently painting, and next to him hung hundreds of paintings, covering the whole room. She turned her eyes and found a man practicing sketching, and when she took a closer look, she saw that this man was her target.
He was painting the moth to the fire with no strokes, and it looked very broad. She drew her sword and rushed over. I only heard him laugh and say, "I am crazy with my pen, and the moon shadow and moon are wide." ......。 ——A pot of wine among the flowers, ten years of spring in the rivers and lakes. ”
She was very uncomfortable listening to it, and a good poem was made up by him, which really sounded disgusting. She thought, "Why am I so nervous at this time, and you are so at ease at that time, does that not make me jealous of you idiot?"
So she drew her sword and sprinted over, and he found that he had poured ink with his pen, and it happened that the red clothes were red, and the black water was black, and the red and black intersected. She waved her sword angrily, and he jumped into hiding.
After seeing that he had gotten into the hundred portraits, Magnolia stabbed left and right a few times, but saw that there was no one in sight, so she used words to stimulate him and said, "Idiot, you come out for me." ”