The hero's return should have been cheers and cheers, but how could it be in this silent and lonely night? Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wen Yunfeng and Lan Lin were still hugging each other tightly, it was strange why they didn't speak? The moonlight was in the sky, bright and kind, this was also a rare moon in the border city.

Finally, Lan Lin still spoke, how could there be no dialogue between people? Even if words only express hypocrisy and mistakes, they still have to speak, otherwise why should they have a mouth?

Lan Lin wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Brother Wen, I thought I wouldn't see you again!"

Wen Yunfeng clenched Lan Lin's hands and put them on his chest, this action is the sense of security that many women dream of, how difficult this action is for a ruthless swordsman, but fortunately, Wen Yunfeng still did it.

Wen Yunfeng said softly: "Lin'er, you must remember that no matter where or what the circumstances, the reason why Wen Yunfeng can survive is because of you and Nan'er, and I think it is this reason that has allowed me to survive to this day." Life is impermanent, a spring, autumn, winter and summer, a season of flowers blooming and falling, ephemeral things always make people nostalgic, how long is my life? Even I don't know, fortunately I am still with you, so you don't need to be nostalgic; if I walk in front of you, there is this nostalgia can also let you live well in this world. ”

Listening to Wen Yunfeng's long and affectionate narration, Lan Lin understood a little, and some didn't understand, so she wouldn't ask anything? There is a man who talks endlessly about the Arabian Nights in his ear, which is also the happiness of a woman's life, and it is not so important whether she can understand it or not!

Lan Lin finally smiled, looked at Wen Yunfeng and said, "Okay! It's good to come back! Don't talk so much, you must be tired!"

With that, Lan Lin helped the scarred Wen Yunfeng into the small courtyard.

How many women in this world can be as humble as Lan Lin? Can be so humble in the face of love, how can this world torture Wen Yunfeng? He has already made the woman who loves her bear too much heart. Under the blue sky, there are contradictions all the time, where there are contradictions, there are rivers and lakes, love is also rivers and lakes, involuntary but each other!

In the past few days, Bian Long and his disciples have almost made a mistake up and down the border city, but they have never found Wen Yunfeng.

On this day, the scorching sun was in the sky, the people outside the courtyard were boiling, Bian Long sat alone in the hut, the light in the room was not too good and it seemed a little dim, and from time to time there was a scream of crows in his ears.

Bian Long's mind kept thinking of the situation when he blew up the Qing army's artillery that night, and the corners of his mouth muttered: "Impossible! Impossible! It's all too easy, or is there something in it that I don't have the same about?"

Bian Long carefully recalled everything that happened on the way from the time he entered the Qing army camp to the time he left, the dense broken arrows that fell on the ground, and the pool of blood that was about to dry under the broken arrows, this scene seemed to be a little weird, and it seemed to be full of inextricable connections.

Bian Long said suspiciously again: "Does these things have anything to do with Brother Wen? This is impossible, Brother Wen and I have always talked about everything and will not hide anything, but there is always something wrong in this, no, I have to go and see if Brother Wen has arrived home?"

With that, Bian Long got up and walked towards the hut courtyard again.

Along the way, he was actually very entangled, he thought of thousands of words that should be said in the face of Lan Lin, but when he arrived at the gate of the thatched hut courtyard, he fell into a deep entanglement again.

Bian Long muttered to himself, "Is it okay for me to ask like this, if Brother Wen returns safely, but if Brother Wen still doesn't return, how can I explain it to Miss Lanlin?"

Bian Long hesitated for a long time, lingered for a long time, and then withdrew his outstretched hand, and finally he left quietly.

When Bian Long just disappeared at the end of the corner, Wen Yunfeng looked at the hoe and Lan Lin holding the vegetable basket, and the two walked out talking and laughing.

Even if Bian Long stays for a moment longer, even if Wen Yunfeng comes out first, the two confidants who cherish each other will meet here. However, it was this step away that Bian Long continued his endless worry and anxiety, and this time he didn't have the courage to knock on the door, there would be no next time.

Walking on the street, the six gods and no master Bian Long is a little lonely, maybe he has been lonely in the border city for so many years, but since Wen Yunfeng's appearance seems to be less lonely, but now Wen Yunfeng has evaporated from the world for no reason, and lonely people will either be lonely all the time, if there are ripples in their lives, they will no longer be able to bear loneliness!

Walking to a wine shop, the oncoming aroma of wine attracted Bian Long, and when he was upset, he was undoubtedly the most in need of wine to comfort, and the stronger the wine, the better!

Walking to the wine shop, Bian Long asked for a few jars of spirits and drank it.

At this time, there were two people walking outside, their eyes were a little obscene, they looked at Bian Long, and Bian Long also noticed these two people. The moment the eyes of the three of them met, everyone was secretly thinking about it in their hearts.

The two rough mining men asked the shopkeeper for a few jars of wine with a northern accent, and sat not far from Bian Long.

Bian Long's cheeks were a little red, and he looked a little drunk, after all, it was difficult to get used to this kind of spirit for a while after being used to drinking warm wine, but even if he was drunk, Bian Long still kept his senses.

Bian Long said to himself in his heart: "These two people have strange movements, obscene speech and behavior, they don't look like people in the border city when they look and listen to their accents, since the Qing army moved into the West Desert, the border city has never been quiet, I have to observe these two people carefully!"

But after waiting for a long time, the two big men were chatting about some inconsequential topics, and Bian Long couldn't bear it anymore and prepared to leave.

At this time, one of the big men with a red face who drank and said with a long sigh: "Hey, I'm afraid there will never be a place to stand in front of the general in the future!"

This sentence immediately caught Bian Long's attention, and he gave up the idea of leaving, pretending to drink while listening carefully to the conversation here.

At this time, another big man also sighed: "Who said no? I really don't know what the general has taken a fancy to him? Although he is strong in martial arts and superb in swordsmanship, he is a reckless man after all, and besides, it is not a matter of time before we have an army of 100,000 to take the border city?"

The big man looked around and said, "You'd better be quiet, don't be heard by others!"

The big man smiled and said, "What's the matter? Even Wen Yunfeng is under our command, just a border dragon guarding here, and the border city will be ours sooner or later!"

After that, the two continued to talk and laugh and drink.

Bian Long carefully recalled the conversation between the two big men and Fang Cai, it was certain that he would not believe that Wen Yunfeng had betrayed Bian Cheng, but he was still sitting here and ready to continue listening, which proved that he was more or less angry and suspicious in his heart.

At this time, the two big men began to talk again.

A big man said: "This general can be regarded as losing his wife and breaking his soldiers, I was thinking of killing Bian Long in one fell swoop when he came to blow up the cannon, but who knew that Wen Yunfeng suddenly visited at this time? In order to show his sincerity, the general led most of the soldiers to pick up the wind and dust for him, and he thought that he could also clean up Bian Long with the arrow array, but unexpectedly, an ignorant drunken little soldier rushed into the formation and touched the mechanism, and finally let Bian Long come and pick up a bargain for nothing!"

Another big man chimed in: "I can't say that, now that Wen Yunfeng has joined us, it is like a tiger with wings, and it is also troublesome to carry these cannons, so it's good to let him blow up!"

After that, the two continued to talk and laugh and drink.

Hearing this, Bian Long still didn't fully believe it, but he had already begun to doubt, and from the hand he held the wine bowl, he could see how tangled and angry he was in his heart.

Bian Long lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Impossible, impossible, how could Brother Wen do such a thing?"

The two big men secretly looked at Bian Long, looking at Bian Long's hesitant and tangled expression, the two looked at each other and smiled, presumably their goal had been achieved!

Bian Long sorted out this matter from beginning to end, only to find that there were indeed too many loopholes in it, and he muttered to himself: "Why did Brother Wen suddenly mention the matter of the Qing army's artillery to me that day? If he really wanted to do it himself, just do it directly, why did he mention it to me? I did hear them cheering in the Qing army camp that night, why is all this so coincidental? Or has it always been under the control of others?"

Trust has been dissipated by rumors at this moment, after all, Bian Long and Wen Yunfeng have not known each other for a long time, compared to seeing each other at first sight, perhaps time is the best proof of human nature.

Bian Long angrily drank all the liquor in the altar, got up and staggered out of the wine shop, and walked in the direction of Xicheng Tower.

Looking at Bian Long's departing figure, the two big men smiled and said: "It seems that the general is right, the Central Plains people are small-minded, and outsiders can make them kill each other with one or two broken words, what is the meaning of such an excesses in this world?"

The two big men also retreated, got up and walked out of the wine shop and walked in the direction of Xicheng Tower.

For the sake of a city, Bian Long had to be cautious, so he had reason to be suspicious; he suspected that Wen Yunfeng was undoubtedly the biggest joke on the rivers and lakes, but someone always had to play a joke, and often a funny joke ended up in tears!