Qin Fan had never seen Fu Ling crying so sadly, her lively and confident appearance had always been in his mind, the sky was dark and moonless, but the lake was clear, which could vaguely illuminate people's cheeks. The lake is like a realm, illuminating the outline of the beauty, and the sad appearance of the pear blossom with rain made Qin Fan in a trance, and unconsciously came to Fu Ling's side, and called in a low voice: "Sister Fu Ling......"

Hearing this, Fu Ling was startled, turned around and saw that it was Qin Fan, and then he was relieved, and then there was a sour feeling in his heart, and he actually threw himself into Qin Fan's arms, bowed his head and cried.

Qin Fan's body stiffened, I don't know why Fu Ling, who had always been strong, was so painful, but there was nothing else after this thought passed through his mind, and he felt the beautiful woman crying low in his arms as if his body was petrified, unable to move a bit, his brain was blank, and he didn't know how to move.

Her sobs echoed in her ears, so unreal. A trace of the unique fragrance of his daughter lingered around him but it was so real, and the faint warm body temperature made him feel like a dream, and the scene in the dream actually happened today.

Qin Fan's mind was blank, and he subconsciously wanted to stretch out his hands and hug this woman tightly, only in this way could he feel a little bit of security, all of this was real. However, he didn't dare, his originally blank mind flickered in a short moment, and he looked at the front with empty eyes, and it was pitch black in front of him, but it didn't matter. The important thing is that one of his hands is finally slowly rising, as if he wants to hug the person in his arms, but in an instant, he fell down again.

He, after all, still didn't dare.

Perhaps, after embracing you, life will be different from now on, right?

There seemed to be a low laugh in his ears, but he looked around and didn't see anyone else, maybe the laugh that was laughing at himself came from the bottom of his heart, he thought.

Fu Ling left Qin Fan's embrace at this time, and Wu felt empty, as if he had lost something.

At this moment, his arms were already wet.

When he looked up, he saw Fu Ling staring at him with blazing eyes, tears in his eyes that had not yet dried up, and his eyes were a little red.

Looking at each other, those eyes full of tears seemed to pierce Qin Fan's heart. At this moment, Qin Fan suddenly had an irrepressible impulse in his heart, wanting to protect and protect this woman from seeing her so sad again.

"Can you stop continuing, can you not continue to compete, shall we give up?" The woman was dressed in red clothes and trembled a little in the night, and a face in the lake with a bit of poignancy and sadness said to Qin Fan: "Go back, go back to your hometown, don't continue to compete." ”

Looking at the woman's poignant face with a little sadness, Qin Fan's heart was torn apart, as if these pains were brought to her by himself, watching Fu Ling crying and saying such a request, his heart was full of incomprehension and pain, and he said secretly: "Is it really related to himself?" ”

He forcibly steadied himself and asked, "Why? Why did you let me leave Kyoto?"

Fu Ling wanted to speak and stopped, hesitated for a moment, bit his lip tightly, as if there was something unspeakable, but when he looked up, he saw Qin Fanzheng looking at himself with a melancholy expression and a little pity, his heart moved, and suddenly he thought: When did Qin Fan's little brother be so gentle to me?

It's just that this thought only flashed in his mind, and then he was drowned in sadness, and cried loudly: "This Kyushu Dabi is just the beginning, just the beginning...... and then he couldn't say a word anymore, just crying bitterly.

Qin Fan's heart jumped when he heard this, he also noticed something wrong in the past few days, it seemed that everyone around him had become a little abnormal, and at this moment, when he heard Fu Ling's brainless words, he was even more confused but always felt that something was unusual in this darkness, and immediately asked: "What is just the beginning?" Sister Fu Ling made it clear. ”

Fu Ling opened his mouth, but he never said anything, only after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "If you believe Sister Fu Ling, don't continue to ask, hurry up and clean up, go back!" After a pause, she said again: "Even if you stay, you won't be that Cangwu opponent tomorrow, and ...... And it's very likely that he will die, I heard Yun Zhongjun say that even he is very difficult to defeat that person, let alone you. ”

"What's more, it's you" The five big words seemed to be extremely heavy, and he couldn't breathe, and there were no other thoughts in his mind, only the five words "What's more, it's you" lingered for a long time.

The autumn wind was slightly cold, blowing Qin Fan's robe, and after a period of silence, Qin Fan looked at Fu Ling and slowly shook his head and said, "No, I won't leave." ”

At this moment, Qin Fan's body was cold, and it seemed that even his heart was cold, but suddenly a fanatical thought arose, this thought was so hot that his whole body became hot, and there seemed to be a fire in his chest. This thought was not to fulfill his mother's last wish, nor to realize the original intention to change this terrible society, but a burning thought that he couldn't say, like excitement, and like nervousness.

Seeing Qin Fan's resolute face, Fu Ling still pleaded again: "I know that it is your mother's expectation to be the champion, and you also want to be the champion and try to make some achievements, but this time it is really not, it is really not, listen to Sister Fu Ling's words, go back!"

Seeing Fu Ling's pleading with tears on his face, although he didn't say the reason, the appearance of the pear blossom with rain and red eyes made Qin Fan's heart break and soften.

What kind of look is that?

Helpless, painful and sad, like an abandoned child crying helplessly and sadly in the rain at night, every cry was like a sharp sword piercing into the deepest softness of his heart.

Qin Fan was almost moved by this woman, even if he asked him to die for her at this moment, he wouldn't hesitate! When he opened his mouth, he was about to open his mouth to agree to the other party, but at this time, a handsome and handsome man's face appeared in his mind, and Yun Zhongjun said with a low smile: "What's more, it's you!"

"What's more, you! ...... you."

Closing his eyes, Qin Fan's hands were instantly clenched, making the nails of his hands dig deep into his palms, his face was pale, he gritted his teeth, and a few words slowly spit out from his mouth: "I'm sorry......"

Fu Ling's body trembled almost before Qin Fan's words fell, and the cold wind blew up and hit the two people. After a while, Na Fu Ling slowly calmed down, her body was not trembling, but she lowered her head, and she couldn't see her expression clearly.

After a while, the faint voice of Fuling came out, the wind was cold, and the sound seemed to be colder than the autumn wind, bitter and piercing, hurting people's souls.

"You don't know, do you? Actually, I am the princess of the Kyoto wilderness, the only daughter of His Majesty today. Listening to Fu Ling's words, although Qin Fan had already prepared in his heart, he still trembled at the moment, but heard Fu Ling say again: "That Yunzhongjun is the son of the general on the edge of the town, and now there is smoke everywhere, the barbarians are attacking, and there are monsters in troubled times, and everywhere you have to beg the general on the edge of the town." Speaking of this, Fu Ling paused, and seemed a little sad. Qin Fan suddenly had a bad premonition in her heart, and vaguely guessed what she was going to say next.

"I have known Yun Zhongjun since I was a child, and not long after I was born, my father had already ordered me to be engaged to Yun Zhongjun. Fu Ling still kept his head down, sobbing from time to time. "After the big competition, after Wu Zhuangyuan is selected, his father will announce the matter in public. ”

Listening to Fu Ling's words, Qin Fan's pale face would lose a bit of blood every time he said a word, and finally when Fu Ling finished speaking, Qin Fan turned his face sideways, not letting Fu Ling see his face, and said astringently: "Then are you willing?"

"I'm willing, it's just ......" Fu Ling was about to continue, but he stopped abruptly, glanced at the dark moonless sky, suddenly raised his head, looked up at the sky, and said: "I am willing, I am ...... Willing ......" The voice was resolute, but the voice suddenly lowered down, and on a smiling face on the lake, there was a drop of crystal pulley from the corner of the eye, and it quietly landed on the ground that Qin Fan couldn't see, making a soft "pop" sound.

She was willing, yes! How could that smile be fake? Thinking about it, Qin Fan's head lowered deeper and deeper, maybe it would be enough to see her happy, at least he could feel a faint happiness.

The twilight was vast, the darkness was not moonlight, and a thin figure behind the lake and forest watched quietly, watching Qin Fan lower his head and clenching his fists, his tightly raised body was like a bow and arrow about to explode, but it only softened in a few moments, and his body was bent a little more than before.

The autumn wind was bleak, and Fu Ling didn't know when he had left, leaving Qin Fan alone with his head down and clenching his fists, silent, as if he was suppressing something, but sometimes his body tensed and sometimes softened, and his clenched fists also clenched and softened with the tense body.

And a figure behind the lake forest just stayed quietly in the night, covering his thin body with the dark night, quietly watching Qin Fan's every move, quietly, quietly, but he also clenched his fists at some point......

......

At dawn, when the first faint light shone on Qin Fan through the high sky covered with black clouds, Qin Fan, who was covered in wet cold dew and frost water, suddenly opened his eyes, and a scarlet flash in his eyes disappeared.

He stood straight in this forest all night.

"Pap, papa" footsteps passed through the forest, and a girl walked over from behind the forest, took a towel in her hand, and gently came to Qin Fan's eyes, then reached out and handed the towel in her hand.

"Qin An, why are you here?" Qin Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he didn't take the towel in Qin An's hand.

Qin An smiled and didn't speak, but just raised the towel in his hand a little higher.

Qin Fan stood in a daze for a long night, who was behind the forest who also endured the wind, frost, rain and dew, and the biting cold wind accompanied him to stand late at night?