Gritting his teeth, he said angrily: "My man, you also have an infected finger, you really have the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!"
At this moment, Su stood there trembling slightly, her long hair held by the hairpin lazily spread behind her, and her whole person was like a red flower standing in the wind and trembling in the wind.
A flash of red light shone from his slender neck, which was a pair of coral-red earrings. They swayed with his trembling body, and he finally fell down.
Nangong Qi hurried over, held Su in his arms and whispered: "Fourteen..."
There was a smile on Su's lips, and her rouged lips were like a red camellia flower blooming in the snow, exuding a sense of charm. Her pale face was bloodless, but it was made a bit enchanting by the rouge on her cheeks. , a fair and thin chin with a nice smell of powder.
A drop of tear flowed out from the corner of Su's red eyes, which was crystal clear. The long and thick eyelashes were wet with tears, like a thin layer of frost.
He had gone through so much pain in his life, but he had never shed a tear. But now he was crying, which made people feel heartbroken.
Nangong Qi wiped out the bandits' den and burned down the entire village. Two figures, one white and one red, looked so shocking in front of the blazing fire. He came here covered with stars and moon, just to be gentle for the rest of his life.
Nangong Qi picked up his bride in red and turned away while being burned by the fire.
cave.
The warmth of the bonfire makes people feel lazy.
"pain--"
Su was half asleep when he felt a burst of pain and couldn't help but wake up from his sleep.
Nangong Qi hugged him and put his hands around his waist. His waist was so thin that it was heartbreaking. He lowered his eyes and looked at the wound on his back and said softly: "Don't move, I'm bandaging the wound for you."
Su rested her head lazily on his shoulder, feeling it was very tight. He was so weak that he didn't bother to move anymore and allowed him to bandage his wound.
Nangong Qi looked at the bleeding wound on his back and scolded in a low voice, "Why do you always make yourself scarred before you give up?"
Su didn't know whether he was dreaming or waking up, so he answered him angrily.
Nangong Qi was startled, and the hand holding the bandage couldn't help but be startled. At this moment, Su was like a docile little lamb, but he didn't look like the arrogant and domineering Demon Lord at all.
He carefully wrapped the newly replaced bandages layer by layer. Looking at the old bandages that were replaced, they were all stained with blood, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.
Su looked at him lazily and said, "Why are you here?"
Nangong Qi said: "I found that Dongfang Yexing and Long Youtian were missing, so I guessed that they must be looking for you. I know that you were injured and you must not be able to go far. So I prepared to try my luck at Jianghu Inn , I didn’t expect to see the three beauties of the devil there.”
"Did Dongfang Yexing and Long Zhaotian rush to kill me?"
"Yes, Mo Yan and Ye Canghen lured them away. I learned from Tianmo Sanmei that you might have been kidnapped by bandits, so I rushed to Heishan Village, and I didn't expect to catch you just in time to get married!" Nangong Qi joked. typical.
Su chuckled lightly, and the breath tickled his ear, and he said, "Then you're here to steal the bride?"
"You worship the Moon Demon Lord, how did you end up in this situation?"
"If you had come a step later, you wouldn't have been able to see me..."
He closed his eyes slightly as he spoke and put on his clothes. Because of the injury on his back, he could only lie on his side on the straw couch to rest.
The firelight shone on Su's beautiful face, and his features looked so haggard at this moment. Nangong Qi looked at him and wanted to say something, but finally held back.
Su didn't raise her eyes and said slowly: "You leave, what will happen to Youruo?"
Nangong Qi stretched out his hand, broke off a branch, and threw it into the fire. The fire suddenly burned more intensely and made a crackling sound. He said, "Don't worry. My disciple is guarding Youruo. Nothing will happen."
Su felt a little groggy all over, and the warm firelight shining on his body made him feel sleepy. With Nangong Qi by his side, he felt more and more at ease, and he wanted to fall asleep in a daze.
Seeing him like this, Nangong Qi asked softly: "Are you sleepy?"
"Being exposed to the 'human face with peach blossoms complementing each other', I feel sleepy all over..." He murmured, not even having the strength to speak.
Nangong Qi said: "Go to sleep, I will guard you..."
This time Su didn't answer, and he finally couldn't hold on and fell into a deep sleep. He may have always thought this was a dream, so he took off his disguise and exposed his vulnerability.
Nangong Qi had never hurt him, and to Su, he was safe. As long as this person is here, he has nothing to fear, even if the sky falls, he can sleep peacefully.
The firelight trembled slightly, the shadows of the two people were reflected on the stone wall, and everything became quiet and quiet.
…………
Blue Moon Valley.
After the baptism of spring rain, the peach blossoms in the valley changed from their previous beauty to a faint mist, and withered away in the wind and rain.
Even if there is no wind, there are still peach blossoms falling in the peach forest, with a certain helpless sadness. The soft petals cover the ground and have become a thin layer of spring mourning.
Ye Zhenfeng held an umbrella painted with misty spring colors and gently came to Han Ziyue's side. Her clothes were already covered with a thin layer of rain, as if she didn't realize it was raining at all.
The white hair snaked on both sides of her cheeks, adding a layer of charm to her. He held an umbrella for her beside her and stood silently for a long time.
Standing close to his lover, with his eyes looking to the horizon, he could feel that a rain was falling in her heart at this moment, a more sad rain.
After a long time, she realized that he had come to her side. She turned to look at the person standing silently behind her and said, "Zhenfeng, when did you come?"
Ye Zhenfeng smiled slightly and said, "It's raining, didn't you even notice?"
She stretched out her hand to catch the raindrops hanging outside the edge of the umbrella, showed a rippling smile, looked up at the drizzle, with broken raindrops hanging on her eyelashes, and sighed softly: "Yes, it's raining, and I'm scared." I didn’t notice it. Fortunately, you held an umbrella for me. By the way, I heard that your master went to Wind Valley to find the Moon Worshiping Demon Lord?"
Ye Zhenfeng said: "I've been gone for a day. I don't know what's going on? However, Dongfang Yexing and Long Guotian haven't come back either. I hope Master can influence the Demon Lord and make him give up his obsession with ruling the world with demons."
Han Ziyue said:
"It's easier said than done. The fighting between the demons and humans has lasted for tens of millions of years. The Moon Worshiping Demon Lord is reborn in this world with his obsessions from his previous life. Do you think he will give up his obsessions easily for your master? If possible, he I would never have chosen to join the demonic path in the first place and let the demons kill them wantonly."
"Perhaps he did have some affection for your master in the past, but these affections will eventually be separated in the conflicts between each other. As time goes by, the good things that remain in each other's hearts will also dissipate with the wind. "
Ye Zhenfeng held the umbrella handle tightly, looked at her, and said slowly: "If one day, you and I are in a dilemma, will we also let go of each other?"
Han Ziyue turned to look at him and said softly: "There are too many people in this world who are easy to let go of each other. Those who are entangled with each other and refuse to give up look like fools..."
"I'm just a fool, because the only person I want in this world is you." After he said that, he reached out and took her into his arms. The rain outside the umbrella seemed to suddenly become noisy, and the umbrella The person inside seems to be in another selfless time and space.
She put her arms around his broad back and rubbed it gently. She raised her head slightly in his arms, looked at him and said, "We are all fools. When a fool meets a fool, he will not look so stupid."
He lowered his head and looked at her. Her beautiful eyes glowed with a faint purple glow, like two beautiful gems. The corners of her eyes were red, dyeing a touch of warmth in the rainy and misty spring mountains. He He held her slender waist tighter.
Ye Zhenfeng's eyes sparkled lightly, as if he were holding a sparkling star in his mouth. He lowered his head and kissed her fiery red lips. Their breaths intertwined, feeling each other's temperature and testing each other's tenderness.
That sweet kiss, like the entanglement of flowers, leaves and vines, is inseparable, and finally turns into all kinds of affection in the continuous spring rain, and becomes meaningful together with the peach blossoms falling in the wind and rain, and is engraved in the mountains and rivers.
If you are the wind, I am the flower. If you are the cloud, I am the rain.
I see you in everything in the world, and miss you in the eternity of time. You are an indispensable part of my life, deep in my bones, flowing in my blood, with the same heartbeat, the same obsession and madness.
If possible, please let God mix you and me into a ball of spring mud and reshape us into the same donor. We will never be separated in this life.
After nightfall, the rain became heavier and heavier, and everything in the world was covered in heavy rain. Many peach blossoms fell again, and the incomplete ones were stuck in the mud.
The night rain was heavy and there was thunder. A bolt of thunder pierced the sky, and the wind chime hanging by the window suddenly rang.
Ye Zhenfeng suddenly woke up from his sleep and hurriedly looked out the window at the bamboo building, only to see a wisp of ice and snow suddenly floating out of the bamboo building opposite.
In an instant, a golden dragon rushed out from the bamboo building and leaped into the night sky accompanied by ice and snow.
"Father--"
Ye Zhenfeng yelled and hurriedly chased after him.
His black figure quickly blended into the night. The cold rain hit his face, and he spread out his gorgeous golden wings. The golden wing rode the wind and rain away, and he almost jumped to the top of the sky chasing the golden dragon.
"Father—Father—"
The golden dragon suddenly looked back, its huge dragon body winding in the air, its scales glowing golden.
Its eyes were empty and dazed, and two strands of dragon whiskers were floating lightly in the air. Raindrops rained heavily on its dragon scales, making the sound of raindrops hitting cold iron.
The giant dragon let out a dull roar in the dusk sky. The dragon's roar seemed to shake the mountains of Jiuzhou and stir up the water of the four seas, which made people tremble all over.
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