Each object was stained with a light crispy bone powder, and the spruce blocked more than 20 pieces, and the last book, when it was prickly rotten, was even more powdery.

At the time, she was so annoyed that she didn't notice it.

Sang Yueren's performance seemed to be true and fake, which confused her mind even more. The blood of the Sang Yue people is very normal, not normal, but suddenly Spruce is extremely jealous of him.

This accelerates the exertion of the medicinal properties of crispy bone powder.

The spruce was so soft that it was on the ground, from the hand holding the sword to the whole limb. Moreover, what is lost is only strength, and it does not affect consciousness. Sang Yueren's cool hands held her hand, and her slender waist was wrapped around her other arm.

"Look at my face, wouldn't it be nice if you just treated me as him?" Sang Yue people finally really felt the softness of their beloved's body, and that warm feeling was really a wonderful taste that he had never enjoyed, "You liked him so much at the beginning, and you traveled thousands of miles back and forth, just to see him." 'He' is right in front of you right now, huh!" he said, bringing his face closer.

The Sang family's disguise technique is indeed superb, and Sang Yueren's face, which no one knows what it looks like except himself, is portrayed exactly like the real Cheng Yitian at this moment.

The broad forehead, the eyebrows, the eyes, the nose, the lips—

If it weren't for the ambiguous posture and the ** in his eyes that could not be concealed, Spruce was obsessed for a while, but he also ignored his true identity.

"What is false is what is false. This sentence is the second time she has said to Sang Yue people today.

The limbs are weak, and the mouth can still move: "Even if you change the skin of your body, your blood is still the blood of the Sangyue people, and your heart is still the heart of the Sangyue people." You're from Sangyue, not Cheng Yitian—"

"Is it Cheng Yitian who doesn't obey?"

"Like you say!"

Sang Yueren's brows furrowed, and the arm holding her trembled nervously.

"Boom-" She was pushed against the wall.

"Huh-" was the sound of clothes being torn.

Spruce's angry voice came: "Sangyue people, I will kill you, I will kill you!" The anger quickly turned to pleading, "Please don't do this, I came here with all my hard work, not to meet you......"

Dry energy and kun energy gathered in the dantian, rushing in the meridians, and suddenly, as if the sound of a sharp blade unsheathed sounded in the air. Cheng Yitian didn't pay attention to how the cow tendon rope that tied him was broken. Broken magically, inch by inch. It's like a lot of knives, one by one, cutting the rope like this.

The hemp kernel in the mouth was not taken out. Kicked open the carved door and leaped behind the man in the room.

Carrying the Sang Yue people up like chickens, Cheng Yitian was furious. If there is a candle flame in the house at this time, everything can be seen clearly, and the people of Sang Yue may be frightened. At this time, Cheng Yitian is no longer the gentle and humble son of Yicheng, his eyes are violent, and there is a shallow red line on his forehead.

At that moment, Cheng Yitian wanted to beat this scumbag to death with one palm. However, the violence dissipated with the red line that quickly disappeared, and Cheng Yitian's hand just waved outward, and the Sang Yue people were like a sandbag that was thrown out, passing through the carved door that had been kicked open, and falling on the ground in the middle of the hugging building.

Scattered on the ground are the broken cow tendon ropes.

Sang Yueren was shocked, and when he saw it in his eyes, it was difficult to react for a while. Eventually, he realized something was wrong and grabbed a pile of broken rope remains from the ground.

Did someone sneak in and help Cheng Yitian?

soaked himself and Cheng Yitian in vinegar, in order to make it impossible for addicts and smelling birds to find here.

Or did the spruce notify Yuezhou Xixinlou before he came?

Don't know, don't know, don't know!

It was obviously a well-designed game, but in the end it became like this, and the Sang Yue people could really only shout: "I really don't know anything!"

As a result of the rapid circulation of the two true forces of Qianyuan Chaotian Gong in his body, Cheng Yitian hugged a person in his arms, jumped on the roof, and ran very quickly along the stretching roof. This has nothing to do with the level of light work, and the pure body does not exercise so rapidly, and it cannot calm the surging internal breath in the body.

Ran all the way to a very remote place, the wild sky was low and the trees were low, Jiang Qingyue was close to people, and Cheng Yitian felt much better. Reaching out to the mouth, he took out the hemp kernel that had been stuffed in his mouth, shook it with one hand, and threw it far into the heart of the river. Only then do you put down the spruce.

Spruce's clothes were torn and could not be concealed, and her white shoulders and half of her chest were shy and exposed.

She was embarrassed, so Cheng Yitian put her under a tree, made her recline against the thick trunk, and then took off his coat and covered her.

Spruce's heart warmed and he said gratefully, "Thank you." ”

The strength of the anesthetic has not completely passed, and Cheng Yitian can't speak. Sitting with Spruce, his hand, holding her hand, that's all there is to it.

The masculinity was sent over, and in the late autumn night, she also felt warm, and the medicinal power of the crisp bones was also decreasing, and after half an hour, Spruce's hand could hold his hand backwards.

Cheng Yitian coughed and tentatively opened his mouth: "Yun'er." ”

The spruce greeted her gaze with a tender look like water.

After a while, he asked, "Just now, with the Sang Yue people, some of the things you said are true?" Spruce didn't answer, and he blushed more and more. Not wanting to waste this rare time, he forced himself to continue, "You want to see me, like me, and I don't marry - are these true?"

There was no need to transfer the real power to her, and the tips of her fingers were suddenly a little cold.

Still couldn't get the expected response, Cheng Yitian couldn't control his anger.

The two of them stood up one after another, and the spruce who stood up put on Cheng Yitian's coat. On the clothes, there is a fresh smell like green bamboo. However, did she really decide to let this surround her from now on?

"Spruce—"

"Hmm. ”

"You-" The fledgling Yicheng Gongzi, as if he had used up all his courage in those words just now, insisted on saying this, but he was speechless, and then he couldn't continue.

If you like it, you should say it, right?

However, from the time he met to the present, he has clearly expressed to her that he likes her, and she does not accept it, does it mean that he refuses?

But even if he refuses, he wants to hear it with his own ears, doesn't he?

"Say it!" The three words were firm and clear, the agitated emotions calmed down a lot, and his tone slowly returned to his former calmness.

Spruce said, "There are many things that you don't know yet. ”

Cheng Yitian stared at her.

"If those things are not resolved, you and I will not be able to be together. ”

Cheng Yitian let out a sigh.

The distance between people is sometimes at the moment when the mind is separated, and even if it is actually close together, in the real sense, it will be very divided.

Like he and she do now—

Obviously close at hand, the eye contact lost the warmth that had just arrived. Cheng Yitian didn't move, and his face turned cold. Spruce's heart ached, and her helplessness, along with her stubbornness, made her look away. Cheng Yitian turned around and faced each other sideways.

It was supposed to be an intimate couple, and in the blink of an eye, they were like passers-by.

Cheng Yitian asked Spruce: "In Yuezhou, where do you live?"

"Inn. ”

"Let's move to Tiannan Inn. After a pause, Cheng Yitian explained, "It was under Uncle Du's order, and it was heavily guarded, and the Sangyue people would never have a chance to approach you again." ”

Spruce knew his kindness and whispered, "Thank you." ”

The two of them looked at each other, their eyes quickly moving away. Seeing that the time was not early, Cheng Yitian said, "I'll send you there." Spruce let out a tame "um" and bowed his head behind him. The two of them walked one after the other, and walked to the West Tiannan Inn on Dongyu Street, which was parallel to Liuzi Street.

The inn was open all day for business, and the shopkeeper knew his son-in-law, and hurriedly ran out from behind the counter to say goodbye. Cheng Yitian knew that spruce was exquisite, and ordered: "Open Tianzi No. 1 room for this girl, the bedding is brand new, and Hangzhou silk is used inside and out." In the Baiyun porcelain in Jingdezhen, the tea leaves are all replaced by Tianfu clouds. The incense in the incense burner is pear-scented. ”

"No need for pear fragrance. "Spruce cut.

Cheng Yitian turned his head to look at her.

"No incense. Spruce smiled faintly, and his cunning appearance defeated Cheng Yitian's teasing in a beautiful way.

Cheng Yitian said "oh", his heart fluttered slightly, and he turned back and looked at the shopkeeper: "Then use the simplest agarwood." ”

Spruce muttered in a low voice, vague, Cheng Yitian pretended not to hear, and Spruce ignored that he didn't say it at all.

The shopkeeper wrote them down one by one, arranged them personally, and led the spruce to the back.

Cheng Yitian rested in the tea shop of Tiannan Inn, and after an hour, the sky began to dawn. According to the son's instructions, the guy went to the clothing shop early in the morning to buy a new set of clothes, and when he came back, he changed them for Cheng Yitian. The shopkeeper took someone to deliver breakfast, Cheng Yitian ran out, and he didn't go to see the spruce, went out of the inn, turned around, and then turned onto Liuzi Street, and then went back to his home.

Seeing the black lacquered door of his house, Cheng Yitian couldn't help but sigh. was imprisoned by the Sang Yue people, which made him feel uncomfortable again. Since childhood, he has been cared for by his father-in-law, and until now, even if his father-in-law was angry with his deviance, scolded himself, and lived in seclusion by himself, how could he have only hated himself like that, and he had no time to be cruel anymore? Meng Yaoxian, Meng Shenxian, and Sang Yue people all just wanted to gain benefits from themselves, but their father-in-law was not.

Raising his hand and knocking on the door, he felt a deep emotion in his heart.