Leaning on the cliff of the sky, it goes straight down the river for thousands of feet. The two moths in the sky, sorrow and hatred, when is the extreme!

The twilight tide is in a hurry, and the wine is smelling the flute. Outside the green mountains, there is smoke and blue in the distance.

Chu Tao stopped his horse on the top of the black stone cliff, staring at his eyes and groaning loudly. The crown jade brocade robe, riding boots and swords, there has never been less. The purple sash is dancing with the white enchantment, and the straight body shows its handsome demeanor. There was still a faint smile in his eyes. It's just a little more ethereal. The bright son of the past, now because of his thinness and paleness, has added a bit of vicissitudes of sedimentation, and has become thick - this smile is more and more intoxicating.

Separated by a water, the clouds cover the fog, encompassing thousands of melancholy.

Xue Hai jumped down from the black colt, and his pink peach-like clothes jumped lively: "Brother, what do you want?" Chu Tao looked back at her, pulled her braids, and smiled. The strong wind passed, and he coughed slightly.

Xue Hai looked at his brother's pale face, and was really distressed. Holding his hands high, he wiped away the sweat from him.

"It's okay, I haven't driven a horse for a long time, it's rare to be comfortable. ”

Xue Hai pouted and said, "But if Senior Liu knew that you were riding a horse so desperately, you should frown and nag again! Chu Tao laughed loudly: "If Senior Liu knows, he must be angry!"

"No, it's my brother's injury...... Ouch!" Xue Hai held his head and screamed, "Gray wolf!"

Chu Tao withdrew his hand: "It's rare to take you out for a ride, and you actually take care of your brother?" Looking at the sea of snow jumping in the maple leaves everywhere, he couldn't be serious. In the past six months, Wang Hong looked at Bilianzhou, Qian Tieli was in charge of the business of the dart bureau, Duan Shiyu was in contact with the various major sects, and Feng Ruohan was taking care of the Feather Sword Sect, he only hung the title of head to recuperate, but how could he be idle?

"It's late autumn again......" In the sigh of the sea of snow, there was actually a melancholy sound.

"How?"

Xue Hai looked at the river fog stupidly, stunned.

Chu Tao knew in his heart, and gently put his hand on her shoulder: "There is good news, Junhe will be back soon." ”

"Really?" for a moment, the big apricot eyes shimmered.

"The day before yesterday came the news, just two words: will return. It's been half a year, and it's time for him to be angry. ”

"It's all my brother's fault, I know he is leaving, but I don't stay!"

Chu Tao paced slightly: "He can stabilize the situation for me, and he has done his best." If you stay for a long time, you will be unhappy. Instead of intrigue, it is better to let loose in the rivers and lakes. ”

Xue Hai was still puzzled: "What did Jun and Big Brother do?"

Chu Tao stared at his sister gently: "Do you miss him?"

"Big bad wolf!" Xue Hai pouted and stomped his feet, his eyes widened, but his face was as bright as a peach blossom.

Chu Tao looked up to the sky and laughed a few times: "When are you going to lie to your brother with that little bit of caution?" The maids told me that the little girl who used to run all over the yard has suddenly behaved like a kitten recently, neither swinging nor breaking branches, just sitting in front of the window in a daze, or pestering them to teach you needlework. Oh, needlework!"

A thrashing fell on Chu Tao's shoulder. The sea of snow just didn't say anything.

Wordsless, they are worth a thousand words.

"I know, girl. ”

Xue Hai suddenly became very angry and said, "What do you know? It's not what you think, it must not be!"

Chu Tao gently grabbed her shoulders and smiled, "Do you always treat your brother as a big bad wolf?"

"Then don't ask, okay, Xue Hai has grown up!" Xue Hai blinked his eyes and said seriously.

Although Chu Tao was stunned, he also nodded dotingly.

The autumn wind rises, and how many flowers fall. But it is a love word that is the most difficult to say.