Obviously, Luo Qingxue knew this person, Xie Shan's son, Xie Jun. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, although she knew Xie Jun, she probably didn't know that this young man, who was only one year older than herself, was actually the commander of this generation of Falling Snow Valley Shadow Guard.

Xie Jun stared at the wound on Luo Qingxue's left shoulder, his eyes were full of distress, and after a while, he asked coldly, "Miss, who hurt you?"

Luo Qingxue did not answer.

A trace of murderous intent flashed in Xie Jun's eyes, and he said coldly again: "Eldest Miss, you said, let's go and pick that person's skin to avenge you."

Luo Qingxue was silent, and after a while, she finally spoke: "Forget it."

Xie Jun's face suddenly turned gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "Could it be him"?

Luo Qingxue immediately shook her head and said, "No."

Xie Jun asked: "It's not him, who is it, eldest lady, you said, who hurt you, we are angry for you."

Luo Qingxue said coldly: "I've already said it, no need."

Xie Jun frowned and said, "Since it's not him, why did the eldest lady stop us?"

Luo Qingxue was already in a bad mood, but when she heard this, she was annoyed for a while, and sneered: "I said it wasn't him." And, even if it's him, it's my own business, and it's not your turn to take care of it."

Xie Jun was suddenly embarrassed, looked at Luo Qingxue quite embarrassed for a while, and after a while, he said, "Don't be angry, the eldest lady is too talkative."

Luo Qingxue snorted coldly and didn't speak again.

The rain seemed to be a little lighter, but Luo Qingxue's clothes were already soaked, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, a person next to him said: "Brother Xie, let's find a place to shelter from the rain, what are you doing standing on this street, you see that the eldest lady is soaked."

"Yes, yes, yes......", Xie Jun nodded again and again, and then glanced at the other person next to him, and said, "You go and buy a few clean clothes to change with the eldest lady."

The man was flattered and was about to leave happily, but Luo Qingxue had coldly refused: "No."

Xie Jun was a little embarrassed for a while, so he had to signal the man to stop for the time being, and then asked Luo Qingxue tentatively: "Miss, what ......is that?" Then let's go back first, you see it's raining so hard, it's not good to stand outside all the time. In case you catch a cold, the young valley master will not be allowed to pick the skin of us people when you go back."

Luo Qingxue hesitated, suddenly turned around and glanced behind in a daze, and then after a long time, she finally withdrew her gaze in despair.

turned around, but did not walk away immediately, but lingered for a while, and then slowly left.

Gradually, the rain that had been a little lighter seemed to fall a lot more.

Yang Xiaofeng stood in the rain, completely soaked, and the water droplets on his clothes had even begun to flow down the corners of his clothes.

Seeing that Luo Qingxue finally left safely under the escort of the people in Luoxue Valley, he finally breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. However, at the same time, there was a strong sense of loss in his heart, just like the signal tube he was holding in his hand at the moment, empty.

I remember that this signal canister was given to him by Luo Qingyu when he went to Blackstone Town, and he always carried it with him later, and he didn't want it to come in handy today.

Thinking of this, he only felt extremely bitter in his heart.

In a trance, the signal canister fell from his hand and fell to the ground with a "snap".

He didn't bother to pick it up again, it was just an empty cylinder, and it had no use value, so why bother picking it up again.

However, after a while, he still picked it up, wiped the water on it, and kicked it into his arms again.

Perhaps, for him, this is not just an empty cylinder, but also a memory. A sweet memory, but at the end it is extremely sad.

It's not so much that he just kicked a small empty signal canister into his arms, but that he buried a piece of the past in his heart.

The rain kept falling, and before I knew it, the rain that had been a little light gradually became heavier again, and after a while, it actually rained heavily.

Yang Xiaofeng has also been standing in the rain, not only on his clothes, but also on his face and hair. However, he still stood in the heavy rain, letting the pouring rain pour on him and hit him in the face.

All the while, he didn't have the slightest intention of evading.

Or perhaps, he also thought about dodging, but in the end he found that there was no way to avoid it.

This huge street, at a glance, there is no shelter from the rain except for the pedestrians who come and go.

So, he could only stand in the heavy rain, allowing the rain to pour in from the collar of his clothes, cold his blood and his heart.

The next moment, the rain above his head disappeared in an instant, did the rain stop?

The rain didn't stop at all, not only did it not stop, but it even increased a few points. What was originally pouring rain has turned into a torrential rain.

Why did the rain disappear in an instant, because he had an extra umbrella above his head?

I don't know when, Lin Yuhan was already standing behind him. She held an umbrella in her hand, covering all the rain above his head.

However, because the rain was too strong, and the umbrella in her hand was a little small. So, although she used the umbrella in her hand to cover him from all the rain, half of her own body was wet.

But what does it matter?

For his sake, she can even ignore her own life, and care about being wet with half of her sleeves wet by the rain?

Yang Xiaofeng looked at the heavy rain in front of him, and Lin Yuhan looked at him from behind.

Finally, she smiled sadly and said, "You said that you would try to forget her."

Yang Xiaofeng was silent, and after a long silence, he said lightly: "Yes." I said it".

Lin Yuhan said bitterly: "However, although you say this, you can't do it at all." Because in your heart, the person who has always been the most important will always be her."

Yang Xiaofeng didn't admit it, but he didn't deny it either, he just whispered: "Except for my younger brother and master, she is already my only relative in this world."

Lin Yuhan was stunned for a moment, and then laughed miserably: "In your heart, you have regarded her as a relative"?

Yang Xiaofeng nodded and said with a wry smile: "Not bad." No matter what our relationship is now, no matter what her current status means to me, we have already visited the church and become relatives, so she will always be my wife."

Lin Yuhan suddenly roared angrily: "Then do you know how dangerous it was just now?"

Yang Xiaofeng nodded slowly and said, "I know."

"You know, you really know ......", Lin Yuhan shook his head again and again, and said: "I know that your martial arts have reached the realm of transformation, and the speed of your sword can be said to be the fastest among the people I have ever seen." But I'm afraid you can't think of it, not to mention my father, at least five of the twelve Dharma Protectors of the Guangfeng Moon Sect are not much inferior to you."

Yang Xiaofeng nodded again and said, "I know it too."

Lin Yuhan was stunned and whispered: "But you still have to save him, even if you are facing all the masters of Fengyue, you still have to save her"?

"When I rescued her, I didn't think about what kind of opponent I would face, because the person I wanted to save was her."

"Because the person you want to save is her...... Hehe......".

Lin Yuhan laughed miserably, kept repeating Yang Xiaofeng's words, for a long time, and said astringently: "So, you can even ignore your own life"?

"When she's in danger, I don't think about myself anymore."

"You can risk your life for her"?

"I've lost so many loved ones that I can't afford to lose her anymore no matter what. I can't imagine how I would live without her, and I can't imagine what I would live without her."

"What about me......"?

Lin Yuhan clenched her teeth, although she didn't have a trace of certainty, she still asked this question that had been hidden in her heart for too long.

"If one day, I am also taken captive, will you also save me at the risk of your life as you did to save her today"?

Yang Xiaofeng suddenly fell silent, completely silent.

Lin Yuhan is waiting and looking forward to it.

However, she did not wait for his answer after all.

Too much time has passed, and when Lin Yuhan's heart has been completely cooled for a long time, he still hasn't given her any answers.

Lin Yuhan smiled, and the umbrella above his head slowly slipped from his hand, and gently fell to the ground and fell into the rain.

Her face was immediately wet with the rain, or maybe there were tears in the rain.

She looked at Yang Xiaofeng blankly.

Yang Xiaofeng still didn't speak, and he didn't look back.

Why does he have to be so cruel?

His heart is harder than a stone, and his heart is made of iron.

Even if he said no, even if he brought Lin Yuhan despair, it was better than silence.

Why, does he have to choose silence?

What is this, there is obviously no hope, but it seems to be mixed with a bit of hope.

It turns out that the most terrible thing in the world is not complete despair, but you don't know if what you are facing is despair.

Lin Yuhan smiled.

Still smiling, she turned around and ran quickly into the rain.

Yang Xiaofeng also smiled, smiling bitterly.

At this moment, he really hated himself. He hated his cowardice, he hated his incompetence, and he had even begun to hate his fate.

His heart is also made of flesh.

Although, he may never accept Lin Yuhan's affection, but can't he even give her a promise?

It was just a promise, but he still didn't give it to her.

It's not that he's too cruel, it's that he's not daring. Once, once he also swore to the people around him that he thought he would never break his promise:

"You are my sister, don't worry, no matter when, my brother will protect you, and this will never change ...... anyone."

"Axue, I promise you. No matter what happens in the future, I will always be by your side to protect you, and unless I die, I will never leave you again."

What a beautiful vow, when he made it, he thought that the so-called earth was nothing more than that.

But now, what about his oaths, his promises?

He promised to protect her sister for the rest of his life, and died in his arms. He watched his sister die in front of him, and he saw that the enemy who killed his sister was in front of him, but he couldn't do it.

It's ridiculous to think about it, he said he wanted to protect his sister, but in the end, he didn't even have the courage to avenge her.

There is another, another person who he said he would never leave again, who would never fail in this life, now?

Now he could only watch from afar as she left alone.

This is his vow, this is his promise!

Why, or what is necessary, for a promise like this?

So, he could only be silent.

But his silence brought Lin Yuhan only despair.

He could only bring her despair.

He didn't dare to give her hope, not even the faintest glimmer of hope.

Despair from the beginning hurts at least less than despair at the sight of hope.

However, since they are all injuries, what is the severity?

The rain is still falling.

turned around, Lin Yuhan couldn't be found in front of him at all, if it wasn't for the umbrella that fell in the rain to remind him, he even had an illusion of whether she had really been here just now.

He didn't look back at her the whole time.

Possessed, he slowly picked up the umbrella that had fallen on the ground and gently opened it.

This time, while holding an umbrella, the rain was still dripping, and he realized that this originally beautifully made oil-paper umbrella had already cracked a big hole at this time.

It was through this opening that the rain poured down.

The umbrella is cracked, what about the heart?

This cracked umbrella is not more like a heart, a broken heart.

The umbrella is broken, and the heart is already broken.

The rain ran down his cheeks and into his mouth, and it seemed to be a little salty and a little astringent, but his heart was even more bitter.

Yang Xiaofeng began to laugh again, smiling bitterly.

He smiled bitterly, looking at the cracked umbrella in his hand, he understood that this time, he completely broke Lin Yuhan's heart.

The rain was still falling, and after a torrential downpour, the rain was much lighter again.

Yang Xiaofeng was still standing in the rain, and at this moment, a question suddenly arose in his heart.

What is the rain, is it weeping from the heavens?

Perhaps, the rain is really the tears shed by the heavens. And this little drizzle at the beginning of March is more like a sad tear between infatuated children when they part.

It turned out that the drizzle was a thousand points, and every little bit was tears.