Ahead, there was just a cliff, and a few faint white mist were rising from the bottom of the cliff. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Luo Qingxue looked at it for a while, and asked softly, "Have you ever been down there?"

"You're talking about the bottom of this cliff"?

"Hmm".

Yang Xiaofeng shook his head and said, "Many years ago, when I was young, I did want to go down there to have a look."

Luo Qingxue glanced at him sideways and said, "What about now?"

"Now, I don't want to go."

"Why ......", Luo Qingxue asked, "Aren't you curious?"

"Of course I'm curious......", Yang Xiaofeng nodded: "It's just that I want to keep the mystery in my heart."

He didn't let Luo Qingxue speak, and continued: "When I was a child, I heard my grandfather say that the bottom of this cliff is a deep pool, and it is all water. Other than that, it's just trees, grass, or whatever, or just dead leaves and rocks. If I really go down and look at it, I will be disappointed, but if I don't, I can imagine it in my heart."

Luo Qingxue lowered her head and thought for a while, blinked and said, "I don't understand this, isn't it good to know the truth?"

"Why do you have to know the truth, what can you get if you know the truth, all you get is disappointment......", Yang Xiaofeng said with a smile: "There are too many beautiful things, while you know the truth about it, you just lose the original sense of mystery about it." So, for a lot of things, I want to keep it as it was in my heart."

Luo Qingxue still didn't understand. It's just that she doesn't need to understand anymore.

For the first time, she looked at Yang Xiaofeng very formally.

Yang Xiaofeng felt a little hairy, and his expression was very unnatural for a while, and he said, "What...... What's the matter, why are you looking at me like that?"

Luo Qingxue said lightly: "I only know now that you can also pretend to be a ghost."

Yang Xiaofeng wanted to jump on his feet, but he didn't have the courage, so he had to protest dissatisfiedly: "Why am I pretending to be a ghost"?

Luo Qingxue grinned and chuckled: "That's you, you've changed."

Yang Xiaofeng has indeed changed, but he has just changed back to his original appearance.

"Well, whatever you say is what you say."

Luo Qingxue stomped her feet and shouted, "Listen to this tone, are you unconvinced?"

Yang Xiaofeng hurriedly said: "Obey and obey, how dare I disobey."

Luo Qingxue squinted her eyes and said, "You really obey, I remember that you have always been very rarely convinced."

"It's true that I rarely convince people, but there is one person who obeys no matter what she says."

"Who"?

Yang Xiaofeng didn't speak.

Luo Qingxue couldn't help but punch him, in fact, she knew that what he said was herself, but she just wanted to hear him say it in person, and asked, "Who is it?"

Yang Xiaofeng pretended to be deep and said: "What do you say"?

"How do I know".

Yang Xiaofeng gently stroked the bun on her forehead, and said in a harmonious voice: "Who else will you have besides my wife."

Luo Qingxue smiled.

Yang Xiaofeng also smiled.

It's just that suddenly, the smile on his eyebrows instantly completely condensed on his face, and out of subconscious, he blocked in front of Luo Qingxue, and even directly took her into his arms.

The next moment, a sharp sword blade had slammed into Luo Qingxue's back.

Luo Qingxue was startled for a moment, and seemed to be a little puzzled, but then, she finally realized what was going on.

She already felt a strong killing intent.

Yang Xiaofeng has turned back. Although the opponent's sword was fast, he could still bounce it away easily, but when he saw the opponent's face clearly, the hand he had already stretched out suddenly stopped in mid-air.

Then, a sharp blade stabbed him in the shoulder on the spot.

Why didn't he block it?

Can't he stop it?

In this world, even Yang Xiaofeng can't stop the sword, but I'm afraid there is no one.

Why didn't he avoid it?

Can't he avoid it?

In this world, even Yang Xiaofeng can't avoid the sword, but there is no fear.

Even if the opponent's sword is ten times faster at this time, even if there are ten more people who attack him at this time. He can also block and avoid it with ease.

Then why didn't he block or avoid?

Because he can't avoid it.

Because he doesn't want to avoid it.

Because the person who slashed at him at this time was Lin Yuhan.

Lin Yuhan's sword was originally stabbed at Luo Qingxue, and jealousy had driven her crazy. Her jealousy had even evolved into hatred now, almost like hatred for her enemies.

But this hatred is really worthy of forgiveness. This hatred is too bleak, or pathetic.

Just ask, what woman in this world can watch the man she loves and other women live a loving life without jealousy or hatred.

The result, the hatred, if not enough to drive people crazy, unless...... Unless she's not human.

It's just because the love is too deep, so the hatred is also too deep.

There is as much love as there is hate. Love and hate are two forms of emotion.

Lin Yuhan's sword was originally stabbed at Luo Qingxue, but now it stabbed into Yang Xiaofeng's shoulder. Because Yang Xiaofeng blocked this sword for Luo Qingxue.

It is a matter of course for a husband to block the sword for his wife.

As a husband, don't say that he is just blocking the sword for his wife, even if he dies for his wife, it is also natural.

The relationship between a wife and her husband is actually a complete living entity.

The next moment, Yang Xiaofeng smiled. He felt relieved that he was not only laughing, he even wanted to laugh, laughing with joy. How many times, it has always been his relatives who block the sword for him, and this time, the person who blocked the sword was finally replaced by him.

This time, he finally did something for the person he loved.

"Brother Yang, you ......", seeing that his sword had pierced into Yang Xiaofeng's shoulder, Lin Yuhan was stunned at that time.

The hand holding the sword hung limply.

"Wind ......", Luo Qingxue was also stunned.

For a while, both women looked at Yang Xiaofeng, watching the blood oozing out of his shoulder little by little.

The same nervousness, the same surprise, even the disbelief.

Lin Yuhan burst into tears, shook his head desperately, and muttered, "I don't understand, why is this?"

Yang Xiaofeng also smiled, smiling bitterly. He smiled wryly and pulled out the sword that was still in his shoulder, and blood immediately poured out. It's just that he just said lightly: "You should understand."

"I should understand...... Hehe...... I should understand ......", Lin Yuhan laughed miserably: "Why should I understand"?

At this moment, she did understand, but in her heart, there was more despair, outright despair.

Or rather, hate, she has never hated someone so much as she does now. She hated Luo Qingxue, and she hated herself even more.

"Wind, you ......", Luo Qingxue looked at the wound on Yang Xiaofeng's body at a loss, she should have shed tears, but she had no tears to shed.

"Ah Xue, I'm fine", Yang Xiaofeng reached out and stroked Luo Qingxue's face, shaking his head to reassure her.

He didn't look at Lin Yuhan again, he didn't pay attention to her at all. In his world, there will be nothing else except his love for Luo Qingxue. There may be some other things, but compared to Luo Qingxue, those are insignificant at all.

Luo Qingxue is his whole world, and when she is by his side, he will no longer notice anything else, of course, there are other people.

He was just at Luo Qingxue all the time, smiling at her all the time.

Luo Qingxue was also laughing. No matter what time it is, no matter what the situation, as long as she can still see the smile on his face, she will feel at ease.

What about Lin Yuhan?

She also looked at Luo Qingxue, but there was only hatred on her face. This kind of hatred is so strong that she wants to ruin Luo Qingxue, and at the same time ruin herself.

She hated desperately, and she hated desolately.

This kind of hatred, Luo Qingxue won't understand, she hasn't hated, so she won't understand.

However, she understands Lin Yuhan's despair. Therefore, she doesn't hate Lin Yuhan.

Yang Xiaofeng will not hate Lin Yuhan.

He doesn't hate anyone anymore.

For Lin Yuhan, he is more guilty, because he understands her hatred, and he understands why she hates.

She was a kind woman, and she had no hatred in her heart. She hated only because she had loved too much.

Lin Yuhan's love has become a kind of obsession, a kind of shackle.