There was no accident, he sighed slightly, and said, "I know ......"

"Okay, don't give a sentence! It's so unpleasant!" Fengyun was also dragged a little dry by him. Even if this guy doesn't want to say thank you, he doesn't have to fool me with this, right?

Long Tao smiled, not angry, nodded and said, "Okay, but you are not here at the right time, tomorrow I will meet an old friend, after that, I will answer some of your questions." ”

"Oh. Fengyun, who received a definite reply, was a little relieved, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll come back the day after tomorrow." ”

The dragon set did not stay, Fengyun shook his head, turned around and walked outside.

When Fengyun's back disappeared, Wen'er walked out from a distance and said with a smile: "It looks like a big grin, but in fact he is always vigilant, quite an interesting young man." ”

Hearing this, Long Tao turned around, and when he saw her, his expression suddenly became a little dazed, and he suddenly raised his hand and wanted to touch her cheek. Wen'er's eyes were happy, and the smile had not yet spread to her face, but the dragon set had regained her clarity and lowered her hand.

With a soft sigh, the dragon set passed her and walked inside.

A wisp of sadness surged up between Wen'er's eyebrows, but she was pressed down in a moment, smiled, and quickly kept up with the pace of the dragon.

This small river originates deep in the mountains, and there are artificially dug trails on both sides of the babbling water. Walking up the stairs and through the dark tunnel, the interior is a valley full of trees and birds.

A man in his fifties was hoeing grass in a small field, and when he saw the dragon coming over, he bowed down and said, "Father, you are back." ”

The dragon set nodded, and continued to walk inside.

Under a huge willow tree that occupies half of the valley, several wooden houses are scattered, and an old man with gray hair walked out with a copper basin, and after seeing the dragon set, he bowed down and said, "Father, the eighth child's injury has been healed." ”

The dragon set waved his hand, and the old man was about to leave with the copper basin, but he was stopped by the dragon set and asked, "What about eleven?"

The old man looked at the top of Gu Feng and said, "I've gone to the stargazing platform." ”

Long Tao frowned and nodded, didn't say anything more, and let him leave.

Wen'er stepped forward and said, "Let's go see the eighth child?"

Long Tao shook his head and said, "Let's eat first!" With that, he walked into the East House first.

Wen'er stood there for a moment and walked towards the kitchen.

"Mother, the meal is ready. An old woman in her fifties poured food on her plate and smiled at Wen'er.

Wen'er instructed: "Eleven is at the stargazing platform, you will go and bring him some food in a while." ”

The old woman smiled, "I know." ”

Wen'er nodded and said to her, "I'll talk to Emperor Cang, and you can go to the West House for dinner!"

The old woman nodded in agreement, and quickly brought her food to the Westinghouse.

Wen'er picked out two plates of side dishes, walked to the stove, reached out and took out a wine jar from the boiling hot water, and walked towards the east house.

Clothing the dragon with vegetables, Wen'er casually chatted and asked, "That kid looks like you back then." ”

The dragon set of chopsticks stopped, and then said: "The ignorant are just fearless, I was not as reckless as him back then, but you, it seems that you care about him?"

Wen'er glared at him with disgust and smiled, "Are you jealous?"

Long Tao put down the chopsticks, glanced at Wen'er, and said: "This time Li Mu came, I have to go back with him, there is a Xiong clan has been on the throne for three years, I can't wait......"

Wen'er's face instantly lost her blood, and she slowly put down her chopsticks, and the atmosphere fell silent for a while.

After waiting for a long time, Wen'er suddenly asked, "You still have to go to her." ”

A trace of guilt flashed in the dragon's eyes, but he didn't speak.

With a chuckle, Wen'er's face was already indifferent, and she said in a suppressed tone: "No matter how similar I learn, it's not her after all, right?"

Long Tao opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything after all.

Her shoulders trembled, and Wen'er suddenly shouted with uncontrollable excitement: "Then when you created me, did you think about my feelings? I am also thoughtful! I am not an object! You use me as a substitute for her, is it fair to me?"

The dragon was silent and didn't say a word.

Wen'er pounced, her beautiful face was full of pleading, she pointed out the window and said, "Isn't it good for us to live here?" If you want to hear the rain, I will make the rain for you, if you want to see the snow, I will snow for you, this is our home, do you just throw it away?"

With the flick of her fingers, the scenery outside the window suddenly changed seasonally, and the raindrops were frozen into snowflakes by the cold that appeared out of thin air before they fell. The hoeing man, who was eating in the east room, looked at the unpredictable weather outside, sighed, and muttered, "My crops!"

Seeing that Long Tao was still unmoved, Wen'er became anxious, stood up and shouted loudly: "The surname is Long! You can figure it out, now you are no longer Cangjie! I have gone to great lengths to drag you out of the hands of the system, and if you go back like this, is it right for me? Wenzi is already dead! Are you going to die now!"

"Shut up!"

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Wen'er's fair face had an extra palm print, a trace of heartache flashed in Long Tao's eyes, and she hurriedly reached out to touch it, but she sneered and pushed it away, and said, "See clearly, you hit me!" With that, she pushed open the door and ran out, disappearing in a moment.

Sitting back at the table in a daze, Long Tao took out a bone whistle that had been rubbed round and smooth from his waist, stroked it gently, and muttered: "Wen'er, don't be afraid, I will definitely save you back." ”

In the small stone house at the top of the valley, a little boy of eleven or twelve years old was gobbling up the dishes on the plate, and the old woman who cooked was about to pour him a bowl of water, but found that the water in the pot had been frozen into ice by the cold that had just suddenly appeared, and it was emitting a cold mist under the sun that was coming out again.

The old woman didn't care, she stroked her hand, and in a moment the hot air came out of the pot, and poured it again, and poured the warm tea into the bowl, and the little boy picked it up and drank it.

"Shhhhh

The old woman didn't ask why, but smiled and agreed, "Okay!" With that, she carefully poured the tea residue from the pot into the bowl, and sipped it as if it were a treasure. As the tea poured into her stomach, the gray hair on her temples was turning black at a visible rate.

The little boy had eaten and drunk to his heart's content, ran back into the house, sat on a futon woven of grass stems, and dozed off with a half-squinted look at the slowly rotating and floating piece of jade in the air, while the sixth sister sitting next to him did not dare to look at the piece of jade.

When Wen'er pushed the door in again, Long Tao had already finished eating and was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

walked over with an indifferent expression, sat on the edge of the bed, Wen'er stretched out her jade hand and gently took off his glasses, put them aside, and helped him rub his temples.

There was a comfortable hum in the nostrils of the dragon set, Wen'er leaned down slightly, and whispered in his ear: "The water of the Turtle Back Spring is extremely cold today, you know that I like colder water, so I washed my body by the spring, but I can't wash it in some places, why don't you accompany me to wash it again?"

Long Tao opened his eyes, looked at Wen'er's delicate red lips, reached out and stroked her hair that was not yet dry, and said, "Then sweat first and then wash, it is more refreshing." With that, he stretched out his hand and carried Wen'er to the bed, and after a while, there was a moving panting sound in the room.

......

Fengyun came out of the bush, and just happened to meet Gray Liu'er and Xiaowei, who followed the scent, and they were dangling from the bush, waiting for him to appear.

"Brother!" Ash Liu'er cheered and ran two steps, the contents of the clay jar clanged, and she quickly stopped.

Fengyun agreed, and walked over listlessly.

"Where's Long Yingtai?" asked Gray Liu'er.

Fengyun said angrily: "I was picked up by his father, who slammed the door." ”

"Slamming the door?" Gray Liu'er couldn't understand again. Feng Yun said angrily: "Yes, I was polite, I didn't expect him to really not keep it, he didn't even care about food, but I also saved his son, I knew this, it would be better to give it to Zhu Ganglie!"

Grumbling, Fengyun took the back basket on Gray Liu'er's back, and said distressedly: "It's all in place, don't carry it, how tired are you?"

"I'm not tired!" said Gray Liu'er happily.

With Ash Liu'er and Xiaowei, I found an open area and put everything on the ground. Fengyun pulled out the remaining jerky and lit a fire, and the sky was already dark.

casually ate some jerky, and Fengyun urinated around the bonfire. After experimenting, Fengyun found that the skill of drawing the ground as a dungeon is simply a magic skill for survival in the wild. With his current physical fitness, ordinary beasts are no longer his opponents, even if he encounters the rhinoceros firefighter who likes to put out fires, he estimates that he can maneuver around for a few rounds, as long as he doesn't sleep too hard, he will basically not be in any danger in prison. Even flies, mosquitoes, and other insects can't get into prison, so it's not too useful.

After a few days of driving, Gray Liu'er and Xiaowei fell asleep as soon as they lay down, and Gray Liu'er, who was originally very dishonest, was so tired that he couldn't toss, otherwise he would have fallen into Fengyun's arms.

But I don't know if I'm too tired or what, although Fengyun wants to sleep very much, he can't sleep when he closes his eyes, as if he always has something in his heart.

"Little wind. A call came.

"Who!" Fengyun rolled over and sat up, looking around vigilantly.

"Xiaofeng, you come, I'll have a word with you. The voice came again, Fengyun looked through the moonlight, but found that it was Wen'er's sister-in-law standing not far behind him, smiling and waving at him.

For a while, countless years passed in his mind, and he got rid of some mixed thoughts such as dumplings and sister-in-law, Fengyun said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, it's so late, you have something to do with me?"

Wen'er's face was moist, looking forward to Liubo, and said with a smile: "What's the matter? Are you afraid that I won't be able to eat you?"

Fengyun quietly looked at the invisible cage under her feet, and said with a smile: "Seriously, I'm really a little scared." ”

Wen'er shook her head helplessly, and walked towards him slowly, a faint mist bloomed from under her feet, instantly enveloping everything around, Gray Liu'er and Xiaowei were unaware in their sleep, Fengyun looked at Wen'er's sister-in-law who easily stepped into prison, and chose to stay still with a smile.

"I'll make a long story short, I need you to help me kill someone tomorrow. Wen'er's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, but her words were as cold as a sharp blade.