Ouyang Yuting and the Western Regions Divine Finger look different, and of course their personalities are different, but at this moment their eyes are the same, their eyes bulge out, staring at Feng Jiao deadly, waiting for the answer in her mouth.

Feng Jiao pursed her lips and said coquettishly: "Why are you staring at people like this? ”

Where did Ouyang Yuting still have the heart to flirt at this moment, and scolded: "Say quickly, who did Tie Xiao go to find at night?"

Feng Jiao pretended to be resentful and said: "You have no conscience, you were still talking to me just now, but now you turn your face and don't recognize people." ”

Ouyang Yuting's face suddenly sank.

Feng Jiao continued: "Besides, who he went to see in the middle of the night, how would I know?"

The God of the Western Regions pointed out, "He didn't tell you?"

Feng Jiao said: "Yo, look at what you said, he is not stupid enough to tell me everything." ”

The Western Regions Divine Finger and Ouyang Yuting glanced at each other, looking a little disappointed.

Feng Jiao suddenly stood up, twisted her wicker-like waist and said, "But since I have accepted your money, I should always reveal some information to you." ”

The God of the Western Regions pointed out, "What information?"

Feng Jiao said: "I'm a person, I'm used to smelling rouge powder, and I can always smell a little strange smell." ”

The Western Regions God Finger asked, "Tie Xiao came back from outside, and the smell on his body changed?"

Feng Jiao said: "General Tie is a non-smoker, but when he came back from outside, he had a strong smell of dry smoke, which made people cough all the time. ”

The Western Regions God Finger smiled: "You are very delicate." ”

In this Luoyang City, there is probably only one person in Luoyang City who is worthy of Tie Xiao entrusting "Song of Baked Cakes" to smoke dry tobacco.

Tingyulou is no longer a secret place, and it is not safe here at all.

But Xiao Xiaotian was still listening to the rain building.

She was stroking the piano on the desk, and her sound had become desolate and desolate.

The door to the rain building is open.

There were several corpses lying outside the door, all of them with a red dot in the center of their eyebrows, which were shot by Xiao Xiaotian's nail bone needle.

The door kept open, but no one could get in.

And at this moment, there is still one person outside the door.

He is not angry and arrogant, he is stocky, and he holds a giant sword in his hand, which is enough to crack the stone and open the mountain!

He had been standing in the doorway for a long time, as if he was attracted by the beautiful sound of the mountain stream, and as if he was too frightened by the corpse on the ground to take any chances.

The song is finished.

Xiao Xiaotian actually spoke first: "The head of the Taishan Sect is here, but why don't you come in?"

Zhu Zhanpeng, the head of the Taishan faction, said in a deep voice: "Xiao Nuxia has not been invited, how dare she trespass?"

Xiao Xiaotian sneered: "Since you are here to kill me, do you still need to be invited?"

Zhu Zhanpeng said: "But I may not be able to beat you." ”

Xiao Xiaotian said: "But you still came." ”

Zhu Zhanpeng said: "It is our upright responsibility to eliminate harm for martial arts, who will go to the region if I don't go to the region?"

Before the words fell, Zhu Zhanpeng had already jumped up, the giant sword in his hand pointed directly at Xiao Xiaotian, and rushed straight into the house.

This is exactly the Taishan faction's trick "How is Dai Zongfu", this sword seems to come faster than Xiao Xiaotian's nail bone needle, not to mention the momentum.

Xiao Xiaotian saw that he couldn't win, so he didn't make any more moves, and closed his eyes.

Suddenly heard a miserable cry of "ah" outside the door, and the whole mountain stream fell silent again.

Xiao Xiaotian opened her eyes, she couldn't believe it.

Zhu Zhanpeng had died tragically on the ground, and there was a small red dot on his eyebrows.

That's undoubtedly penetrated by a nail needle!

But who else would nail the bones?

And the power of this bone nail needle is probably ten times as much as his own, and it is unbelievably fast.

Xiao Xiaotian muttered, "How could it be? It could never be her." ”

"Why can't it be me?"

Outside the door, a young girl in a white Mongolian robe with a ruddy face, a high nose, and big eyes. She carried a sky-blue oil-paper umbrella on her back, and the plain fabric of her robe was dotted with pale pink checkered...

Xiao Xiaotian's Xiao Suo's eyes suddenly lit up: "It's really you!?"

There was no melancholy in the eyes of the Mongolian girl: "Who else will come all the way to see you?"

The expression on Xiao Xiaotian's face became very complicated and said, "Yes, yes, I'm afraid that only my good sister Gegentana still remembers me in this world." ”

Gergentana wondered, "Isn't my sister happy to see me?"

Xiao Xiaotian smiled: "How come, I can't hope you can't come." ”

Gergentana said, "Then why is my sister's face happy and sad for a while?"

Xiao Xiaotian said: "Do I have it?"

Gergentana said, "Of course. ”

Xiao Xiaotian was about to speak, but was interrupted by Gegentana: "Why don't you let my sister guess?"

Xiao Xiaotian nodded in agreement.

Gegentana said, "Sister is happy first, and that joy is naturally for me, because you think I must be the same as I think you are." ”

Xiao Xiaotian said: "You are right about this. ”

Gergentana continued: "My sister then turned from joy to sorrow, but it was not all for me. ”

Xiao Xiaotian's lips pursed, "What is that for?"

Gegentana paused and said, "It's for Yelu Hanyan, my sister is waiting for him, and he hasn't come back for a long time." ”

She continued, "And my sister doesn't know how to answer when I ask, right?"

Xiao Xiaotian looked at Gegentana with a look of surprise and said, "How do you know?"

Gegentana hesitated for a moment and said, "Hmm... I saw him. ”

Xiao Xiaotian asked anxiously, "Where is he?"

Gegentana said, "Luoyang." ”

Xiao Xiaotian said: "Luoyang?

Gegentana said: "Monk Hongyuan was indeed killed by him. ”

Xiao Xiaotian sighed: "He still went." ”

She then asked, "What else did he tell you, and when will he come back?"

Gegentana couldn't help but feel a little sour when she saw Xiao Xiaotian's appearance, and she said, "We didn't speak. ”

Xiao Xiaotian said: "Why?"

"He didn't recognize me. ”

Xiao Xiaotian asked again, "Then where did he go?"

Gergentana said, "This... I don't know very well. ”

Xiao Xiaotian's eyes were full of Xiao Suo again, and her gaze dimmed again.

Gegentana didn't tell Xiao Xiaotian about the woman in black beside Yelu Hanyan, because she wasn't sure yet, and she couldn't bear to make Xiao Xiaotian even more sad and painful.

Gergentana wanted to divert the topic first, but she feigned anger and said, "Look at you, you only know how to ask him, but you don't ask me a word." ”

Xiao Xiaotian then remembered that she had only been concerned about Yelu Hanyan for the past half a day, but she couldn't help but be a little cold to this good friend who came from afar.

She said again and again: "It's me who is bad, it's me who is not good." He dragged Gergentana to the back room.

Xiao Xiaotian made a cup of tea for Gegentana.

A delicate jade cup, filled with new tea, just smelling the faint fragrance of tea, it is like being in the wilderness.

Gergentana quipped, "Now it's okay, I'm afraid I'm thirsty, so I make tea for me, so that I can be asked by you again, right?"

Xiao Xiaotian finally smiled: "I want to ask you, but I only ask you this time." ”

Gegentana sniffed the tea leaves and said, "That's pretty much it. ”

She was here with Xiao Xiaotian, the melancholy in her eyes seemed to have completely disappeared, and she was happy from the heart.

Both of them seem to have endless words, endless bitterness and pain. And at this moment, all the difficulties in life are diluted by the joy of meeting.

This effect is especially noticeable when friends who have been separated for many years are reunited.

If you were to make a metaphor for this friendship, the sky-blue oil-paper umbrella on Gergentana's back would be the best material.

True friendship is like an oil-paper umbrella stretched out in the rain...

The only thornless rose in the world is friendship.

And everyone has their own pain, and they are all suffering in silence.

A white night.