"West. She whispered.

He happily understood: she was clearly more familiar with the nearby terrain. "You lead the way. He held the beautiful woman's hand firmly and leaned against the camp wall behind him, which was the last breathing place in the dead end.

The white-clothed holy envoy came to surround him. Fire Butterfly and Fang Xi had hideous faces, staring at each other.

The corners of Xie Junhe's tense mouth suddenly smiled weirdly. With a raised hand, it was not a sword, but a hidden weapon at the bottom of the sleeve.

In the earth-shattering explosion, a thick dust mist was released, and there was an extremely unpleasant stench. "Beware of poison!" I don't know who shouted, and the white-clothed holy envoys hid their faces one after another, crying bitterly.

"It's worth dying. Xie Junhe flew to the corner of the eaves, and the clamor behind him was shredded by the black robe. Running, he held her tightly in his arms, and for the rest of his life, he didn't want to let go.

"What kind of poisonous thing! I was deceived by this kid again!" Tang Yao stomped his feet on the ground, extremely annoyed. Fire Butterfly and Fang Xi wanted to chase after them when they heard the words, but their eyes suddenly felt extremely spicy, and they kept sneezing, where could they still tell the way!

"Chase, chase!"

Only on the rugged mountain road, two figures, one black and one white, shuttled under the cover of the dense forest, and ran for half an hour.

"I won't chase it again!" When Xie Junhe stopped, Su Su only had the strength to gasp for air. Under the moon, the flushed face is particularly lovely. The wise woman, deliberately saying that it was going west, took him to the hill to the east. So there was no trace of the white-clothed holy envoy chasing along the way. Looking back in the direction of Tiger Cliff, the light of the torches meandered and twisted, getting farther and farther away from them. Looking at the south from afar, I saw that the long river was like blood, and Bilian Continent was blazing in the sky - it was obviously a big war.

"More than ten years ago, I was bullied by a young man in Huayue Building, and you were the same, beating that person hard, pulling me out of a few streets and hiding in the alley. She gasped and laughed, and the wisdom in her smile was even more than it had been back then.

He also smiled: "That kid...... Who let his hands go out of place?"

"But you don't have to—just break his arm...... Weird and scary ......"

"I didn't break his neck, and he's lucky. Xie Junhe said in a thick voice, "Those three guys dare to do this to you today, and sooner or later they will have to pay it back." ”

"Didn't you pay it back just now? What kind of secret weapon does it smell so strange?"

"Old man Qian from Bilianzhou, a very interesting person, said a few days ago that he had developed a new weapon, and it stinked so much that everyone didn't dare to use it, so I asked him for a few of these projectiles, and by the way, I stuffed a handful of pepper into it. I was going to use it to make fun of people, but who knows, let those three taste it. Xie Junhe said with his eyebrows fluttering, "It's okay, let this old man Tang who loves secret weapons also taste the power of his master." ”

She laughed as she listened, and when she heard the pepper, she leaned forward and leaned back with joy. Just for a moment, he suddenly smiled again, and stared at him with a little sorrow, for a long time.

"I'm sorry. He suddenly cramped, "I forgot, you hate me the most for being so brave and ruthless......"

"Nope. She gently raised her hand to wipe the sweat from the corners of his forehead and wipe away the dust of the years, but she could not erase the vicissitudes of twelve years. After all, it is twelve years of ups and downs in the rivers and lakes, floating in the world, his never-raunchy stubble and messy hair are more uninhibited and arrogant, the thin lines of his cheeks are more sharp as knives, and even, there is a little bit of old age between his eyebrows.

"I don't want you to always stand up for me...... I just hope I'll see you again......" She looked at the mess under the hem of his robe, the bruise on his left arm from parrying the impact, and the blood foam that had congealed at the corner of his mouth. Faintly, there were tears in the corners of his eyes again.

What he feared most was her tears. Her tears always carry a gentle warmth, inadvertently, into his heart. Every time she was about to go away, she could always sense it, so she hugged the pipa, sang a faint sadness, and quietly wiped away her tears in no one's place. Every time she returned, there were always strange injuries on her body, and she quietly handed over the wound medicine, turned her head away, and collected her weak tears. In those days, who else sympathized with him except her?

He swore not to let her cry, but in the end, it was always him who caused her to grieve silently.

"Don't cry...... he hugged her into his arms, "Susu, since God has returned you to me, I will never lose you again." persuaded her to put away her tears, but her face was already full of tears. "You know, I've been looking for you for twelve years, from the north shore to the south coast, in every wine shop, just hoping to hear your lute. But I can't find you anywhere. I hate myself, why can't I keep even the woman I love the most...... I'm sorry...... Makes you suffer......"

She held back her tears and smiled again: "It's all over." Mo Yang said, you have been executed by Qin Ye, I don't believe it, but I don't know where to find you. I'm sorry to worry you for twelve years. But I know you're coming......"

Mo Yang...... This guy is still haunted. Xie Junhe smiled bitterly, ironically, without Mo Yang's revenge and a trace of kindness, Xu Susu would not have survived.

I haven't seen each other for 12 years, and I met again overnight, as if there were a thousand words, but I was speechless and choked.

Xie Junhe never imagined that he would reunite with Su Su in such a situation, so that at this moment, he was at a loss, and he didn't know where to go. Jiang Shaoyun's people should not have retreated yet. Blackstone Cliff? Thousands of miles away. There was a lot of danger in the Beacon Ridge, and he didn't want to stir Su Su into the chaos again.

But she seemed to have penetrated his thoughts: "Follow me to a place, not far from here." ”

All the way forward, down the high post, it is a mysterious valley surrounded by mountains. But there is a small building, lying quietly on the side of the mountain stream and spring. The big wooden waterwheel was spinning and the wheels were creaking and rattling. The water flow irrigates several acres of fertile land, and it is self-sufficient. What a paradise.

"Where do you live?"

She nodded quietly.

Gently pushed away the firewood, lit the lanterns and candles, a courtyard of simplicity and elegance. Xie Junhe didn't understand why he felt a little familiar with this courtyard.

"Wait a moment for me. She invited him into the hut behind the bamboo curtain, but she smiled slyly and flashed into the room on the left.

Walking up the stairs, he walked into the room, pulled a stool and sat down, casually carried the pot on the table, and wanted to pour tea, but found the faint fragrance of wine wafting in the pot. He smiled lightly, poured a small glass, and drank it silently. The aroma of wine is overflowing, and it is intoxicating. Sweet like a spring, rich and mellow. The entrance seems to have a thousand flavors at the same time, deeply infiltrating every inch of bones, every minute of texture, the strength of this wine!

I have never tasted wine comparable to Ningxiang Pavilion in the mountains and wilderness.

Raise your eyes, the four walls are gloomy. On the altar is the tablet of the old luthier. On the left wall, there are dusty harps and lutes. It seems that the days of Huayuelou are still continuing in this hut. It's a pity that he can no longer laugh and get drunk with the old luthier. Fingertips caress the strings of the lute, I wonder if there is still an old time in this string.