"I'm going to be angry that you're playing tricks on my sister like this!" Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info can fool everyone, but can't fool the elf's Yan'er. had to use this sentence to suppress Yan'er, who still wanted to continue, and didn't dare to let her continue. Bai Xiaojian is by his side, with his cultivation, if he wants to hear anything, he can hear it.

Sitting there quietly, still waiting. Waiting for the moment when Ouyang Han woke up, waiting for him to open his mouth to scold. I don't mind that Cui'er and Yan'er are around, and I don't understand what they mean. Since childhood, I have not felt mother's love, and I have lived in that dark jungle since I was a child. Even if she can integrate into the human world, she still can't understand the delicate heart of the girl.

Ouyang Ziyan is the girl who worships Xiaojian the most. She is Ouyang Tianhua's biological daughter and Ouyang Han's younger sister. However, Ouyang Han is such a careful person, and sometimes he can make Ouyang Ziyan cry. Ouyang Han is a person who grew up in the world and should know all feelings. A woman's heart, a needle at the bottom of the sea. Ouyang Han had said it countless times, especially when he was in a cold war with Ouyang Ziyan.

Most of the feelings that belong to people were taught by Ouyang Han to worship Xiaojian. He is rigorous because he is shaping a person's personality. Only if he can be sure that it is right, he will teach, and if he is not sure, he will let Bai Xiaojian understand it himself. It's been more than ten years, maybe I'm too stupid. Still can't understand them, still can't read them.

On her red face, there was a subtle smile. It turns out that there is such beauty in the world, even more beautiful than the flowers in the mountains. I didn't hear what Yan'er said to Cui'er just now, worship Xiaojian is upright and is an out-and-out gentleman. Yan'er just wanted Cui'er to hear it, so she said that she shouldn't have heard it.

Looking at it from the side, it was only slightly curious. If you can't read their hearts, you can't understand the meaning of their every action. Yan'er still smiled mischievously, although she didn't continue, she still held Cui'er's left hand affectionately and refused to let go. I guess I'm happy, I'm glad to have time and mood to get together and laugh again.

A darkened brazier was right next to them, within reach of Cui'er's reach. At this time, she was taking a few pieces from the carbon pile next to her and adding them to the brazier. The flames jumping due to the disturbance reflected Cui'er's shyness even more. Even the tongs that were playing with the charcoal were a little unstable, because her heart couldn't control it accurately.

Even if you don't think about it, you can see a lot. Because with a pair of eyes of eternal night, you can see any detail. Even if you don't think about it, you can hear a lot. The ears are as sensitive as beasts, and they are supported by the cultivation that has entered the realm of rebellion. The slightly red and swollen eyes were so obvious in the light of the fire.

Quietly waiting, and the heart is also quiet. It's not far away, even if you deliberately try to keep your voice down. The sound of choking, even the sound of tears dripping, Bai Xiaojian heard it. I just can't understand why she's crying. It's sad, you should be happy. It's all over, and you shouldn't be sad about it anymore.

Maybe it's really as Ouyang Han said, it can't be seen clearly, it's unpredictable. Even he scratched his head for his sister who got along day and night. It's okay, why do you know too much? I envy Ouyang Han and Ouyang Ziyan, although they are sad, they are always more happy than these. Even if you can't guess it, Ouyang Ziyan's support and care for Ouyang Han is indescribably important.

rarely mentioned to himself what happened when he was a child, especially after Ouyang Ziyan's mother died and before he met him. At that time, Ouyang Ziyan had just been born and couldn't remember many things. And Ouyang Tianhua didn't want to mention the saddest time, which was the saddest time in his life.

It was growing up in the grasslands of the northwest, in the territory of the people of the Li clan. From his words, you can only know that he is not happy. It's that I don't want to mention it, I want to bury everything in my heart. I don't want to let myself deviate again, because I have inherited the supreme power of the rotary knife.

Perhaps he underestimated his own growth and underestimated his abilities. Maybe I didn't expect that I would walk such a long way with him. I could already see his sad soul, and I could already guess what he was going through. His actions are always formal to his conjectures.

As an outcast, in an unfamiliar environment. One has no mother to take care of, and Ouyang Tianhua is in endless sadness. Loneliness, with him. Excluded and suspicious. Isn't this the prelude to being bullied, isn't it the source of his sadness? There is no one who can help him in time, and no one can comfort him.

Bullied, lonely. But his soul is still so noble, and his personality is not deviated. This is not only because of his father Ouyang Tianhua, but also because of the company of Ouyang Ziyan. Ouyang Han has always loved Ouyang Ziyan very much, and he has been in love with him since he met. And Ouyang Ziyan has always been well-behaved and obedient, and she has begun to take on the responsibility of a mother when she is very young. took care of Ouyang Han, with her gentleness and delicacy.

This is important, even if it is inconspicuous. Although I didn't understand it before, after more than ten years of hard work to integrate into this sky, I already know this. Warmth, really important. Even if Ouyang Han is lonely, even if everyone can't read it. But at least he has someone to accompany him, and someone can take care of him intimately.

Only those who know happiness know how to protect happiness, and as an outcast, Ouyang Han, who is suspicious and bullied, seems to be far from happiness. But Ouyang Ziyan made him feel that he understood this word deeply. That's why he desperately wants to share this happiness, and he is the first person to get it.

Looking at Cui'er and Yan'er, Bai Xiaojian's heart tugged again. Ouyang Ziyan, who was far away at home, probably didn't know that these things had happened. How to tell her, how to explain Ouyang Han's scars...... I couldn't bear to see her sad expression anymore, and I couldn't bear to hear her sad cry anymore.

broke his promise again, because he had told her that he would protect him. She doesn't blame herself, though, or even say a word. Because she also knew how much danger she and Ouyang Han had to face, and she also knew that any mutation on the battlefield could happen. However, these are not reasons, at least in their own hearts.

Hopefully this is the last time, the last time to face it all. It's no longer bothered, because I have full confidence. This is the last time, and it is worth paying for these. What's more, he got the help of the Yuan clan and the help of the "think tank" who used to be the king. It will be smooth sailing, and his ideals will be realized soon.

The night is getting deeper. Cui'er and Yan'er were still sitting there, whispering something from time to time. The delicate meal was gradually drying out, as time was slowly passing. The sun rises and the sun sets. This is nature, the law of nature. The outside is calming down because of the adherence of the people of the Yuan clan. Homes will be slowly rebuilt because the disaster has passed.

"Gollum ......" a small voice, drowned in the small words of Cui'er and Yan'er. I didn't notice it, and even Bai Xiaojian didn't pay attention. The heart has returned to peace. It's because of this peaceful whisper, because of Yan'er's slightly naughty wisdom. Emotions can be conducted, especially in such a small room.

"Gollum...... Gollum...... "The voice rang out again. As if unwilling, as if protesting. Immersed in the warm words, Cui'er and Yan'er didn't hear it. Bai Xiaojian, who had been sitting there quietly, had already paid attention and turned his head to look at Ouyang Han.

The expression has changed, from the original calm to the bitter face. It's not just the expressions that change. His left arm had somehow reached out from the covers. Although it is small, it can be appreciated by Xiaojian's carefulness and memory. Stretching out his hand, he shook it at Cui'er and Yan'er. You need to judge with your voice and not be disturbed.

He didn't speak, but neither Yan'er nor Cui'er guessed wrong. I have seen Ouyang Han's face, and I have seen the corners of his eyes that are constantly twitching on his face. He had already grasped his left hand in his own, detecting his blood. A smile was forming on his nervous face.

To live is to suffer. Ouyang Han, who had long understood this truth, realized it again. Stiff body, not commanded at all. Even his own eyelids are like lead. It's not numbness, because numbness doesn't feel pain. At this time, his whole body was like being cut by a thousand knives, and he couldn't use any strength.

Maybe I've slept for a long time, because I'm so weak and so tormented. The latest in my memory is in Qinglong, with Wang Heng and his men. I guess I had a lot of injuries, although I don't remember how I fell. This should be a certain place in Qinglong Valley, and it is not dead, that is, it has been saved.

The body is slowly recovering. More and more feelings are returning, along with more and more clarity of thought. But the great hunger and thirst have begun to eat away at reason. I'm so hungry, have you really slept for a long time? I'm so thirsty, won't the person who saved me pour some water on himself?

It must be the same wood again, this grandson never knew how to take care of people. Maybe it's some uninhabited barren mountain, or it's just a stone nest. You have to adjust it quickly, and you have to fix your toes quickly. Heyan almost let the rat gnaw off his toes that time, and if this happens again this time, it will definitely not be over with this wooden grandson!

I'm hungry, I'm really hungry. I couldn't exert any strength, and all the sensations I had just felt began to numb again, and even the pain gradually disappeared. It's going to die, it really is. You have to adjust quickly, at least let Wood know that he has regained consciousness. Don't let Wang Heng die, but just lay down and starved to death. If you meet Wang Heng in hell, where will this face go?

Expect the rats to appear at your feet, even if you've already nibbled on a few. At least you don't have to gnaw your own feet raw, don't you, at least the rats are bigger than your own feet, don't you? He is wood, and he can be satisfied with a little rain.

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, you don't have any support, and you're already extremely weak. What little strength you have has must be used where it is most useful, just like striking iron. Good steel is placed on the blade of the knife and slowly adjusts its breath. First of all, you have to get your senses back, and first of all, you can make this body listen to your own words.

Chaos is being suppressed. The mind is conditioned again, and I can even feel the warmth around me. It was as comfortable as being in the clouds, and the great pain seemed to be absorbed. It's not the usual stone nest, it's a gaze plateau, and it's not so warm. It should be something to cover, and it should be something to cover.

Warm and comfortable. Fortunately, but also unfortunate. There will be no rats gnawing their feet, and there will be no rats gnawing on themselves. Resign yourself to fate, I've already learned this kind of thing. Only by accepting fate can we live until now, and only by accepting fate can we have the courage to live. Consciousness is slowly returning. You can already smell the smell and you can smell the aroma of the food.

It is not possible to tell whether it is real or hallucinatory, and it is only possible to know if you open your eyes and see. The still numb body is getting familiar little by little, and the feeling is still blurred. In my ears, I don't know who is whispering. It's not the calmness of worshipping Xiaojian, it's the voice of a woman, the voice of a young girl.

Fighting to the end in the Qinglong Valley, it should have fallen in the Qinglong Valley. Qinglong Valley is the place of the Yuan clan, and they have only women and children left. It's them by their side, it's supposed to be the place where Xiaojian should be. I didn't hear his voice, and my nose was already filled with the aroma of the food. This wood must not have left itself behind, and was thrown in the middle of a group of women.

The little sword that used to be a beast did not completely lose all the habits of the beast. He remained as wary of everyone as he was in the jungles of southern Xinjiang. Promise not to be hunted by others, and ensure that you have time to fight back after someone else attacks. Especially after an injury, this habit becomes more and more obvious. If you are powerless to protect yourself, you must bypass and avoid all dangers.

It is for this reason that after he was injured, he would find a place where no one was to recuperate. He is powerless to protect himself and others. So he won't let himself have something moving around him, even if it's the same person as him. If there is someone else next to him, it means that he is not here.

Hey, kindness is not rewarded. I blocked a dagger for him, and he should have his share of it. But now that he is lying here, he is not even by his side to take care of himself. This wood is getting more and more unconscionable. I knew that I would leave it alone and let him be a beast all the time.

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Wait! Even if this wood has no conscience, it has never been the case now, right? Every time I wake up, I always see his haggard face at first sight. After all, they are brothers for so many years, after all, they have worked hard together for so many years. This grandson is not a ruthless lord, and he will never do such a conscienceless thing.