Yan all over the world

Chapter 234 Advising You to Cherish Your Youth (7)
"Instead of waiting for the enemy's power to grow, it's better to plan ahead and kill the vitality first," Mu Xin wrote clearly, "In his view, Gao Xu is already a strong enemy, and he can't tolerate you again. You already have such power. To win the hearts of the people, who knows what will change in the future? Even if King Yan's great cause is not accomplished, it is always good to have one less powerful enemy, not to mention that your existence has already damaged his reputation and status."

I was silent, looking up at the sky, a group of autumn geese were shocked and swayed down, and Mo Ran's figure passed through the clouds, writing a big "person" character, just a stroke and a stroke, what a simple word, but how complicated!

Looking at the sky, I said word for word: "I will go, but I will never be forced to go!"

It rains in autumn night.

The rain is silent but dense, still in the slightly bleak autumn wind, wet the bluestone ground squarely, the stone road seems to be covered with a layer of glaze, and the grey-black shadow is greasy, reflecting the faint wind lamp under the eaves of Siyingju. Fluttering red light.

With a squeak, the gold-painted red door opened a line, the woman's seductive laughter came indistinctly, mixed with a lingering sound of seeing her off and asking her to stay, a drunken man with a face full of intoxication came out crookedly.

Walking far away, I couldn't help but look back, and laughed loudly: "Miss Yuxian...uh... don't send, don't send... I will come to you tomorrow... don't send..."

In fact, people have already closed the door.

As soon as the man turned his head, the light hit his face, a young and ordinary face, with rather lean brows and eyes, but his nose was hooked like an eagle, which seemed a bit abrupt.

I stood indifferently in the dark, and lightly asked Lan Zhou beside me: "Is it him?"

With a pale face, but the sockets of his eyes turned red instantly, Lan Zhou nodded almost sobbing.

I frowned and scolded: "Don't cry! You are not ashamed to cry for such a man!"

She gritted her teeth, wiped away tears with her backhand, and said, "Yes, I don't cry, it's him who is sorry for me, why should I cry?"

I nodded and said, "Okay, the next thing is up to you. Do whatever you want, and my subordinates will help you secretly."

She thought about it obsessively, and asked me uncertainly: "Princess... what should I do?"

I turned around and looked into her eyes.

"You can be a ghost, scaring this guy with a ghost in his heart, you can take the person I give you to you, you can make this guy with a mask, or he can also cast him. Use the money from betraying your lover to wander around brothels and Chuguan...you can do nothing."

"It depends on how much you hate him, it depends on your heart, your nostalgia and hatred for him, which one prevailed in the final decision," I slowly pointed to my heart: "Even if you can't bear to put a finger on him I'm not surprised either."

Turning my head, staring at the falling raindrops under the eaves, I smiled without a smile.

"Because women are a very strange thing, their hatred is always more contradictory than love."

Cold and rainy autumn night.

The raindrops smeared the sky and made the sky cool, and the bluestone alley shimmered like a wave shadow. Walking on it is like wading across a long river. You can see the scenery on the side flowing like a dream, and you can't see the deep end ahead, what kind of world it will be.

I walked slowly, walking in the rain, and the rain was like falling flowers, the skirt of the clothes fell, and the corners of the clothes were slightly wet.

After stroking the clothes, my eyes fell on the cuffs coldly and softly, the snow-colored silk was not damp at all.

Thoughts dragged on and on like rain, I can't forget, this is my Yanxuexiao left by He Lanyou.

Naturally, he remembered more clearly the most important thing in that baggage.

After all, he... didn't take away the Nianhua Zhijue.

During the nine months together, he had countless opportunities to take away or open the peerless rare treasure that was related to his life and death, and even related to the century-old foundation of the Ziming Sect, but he didn't.

Is it because he is too proud to take advantage of others' danger, or is his skill in transforming organs from evil beings so superb that He Lanyou has worked in vain for several months?
In the cave of Miaofeng Mountain, the finger tactics hanging high in the firelight once forced him out of the cave who wanted to keep me.

I remember his eyes at that time did not fall on the finger, but focused on my face for a moment, I couldn't understand the flickering thoughts, or rather, I didn't want to understand.

At that moment, I only knew that Aunt Ai Lu's head was lying beside me coldly, and I will always remember her pale face, like a huge and heavy shadow, between us.

The torrential water, the other shore is difficult to cross.

My steps, knocking slowly in the desolate alley.Step by step.

There are vague thoughts in my heart, this dark alley, this bluestone road in the rain, this darkness so dim that I can’t recognize my face, I can hear my own breathing, the sound of silence in the vast world, and the surrounding sky is empty , The stars are all hidden, at this moment I suddenly feel lonely, infinitely lonely.

However, it is clear that the heart is so empty at this moment, but there seems to be some voice that has been ringing in the ear, whispering softly... May as well look back, may as well look back.

No, I don't want to look back.

All the way forward, the pace is firm.

The sound of the wind is thin, like the breath of a person who is far away, far away in the sky but close to the ear.

Step by step.

There is a face that is always smiling, abrupt and natural, gradually protruding from the edge of the night.

Step by step.

Outside the window, the cold moon was full, the clouds were sparse, and in the soft sound of the wind, he said softly, "I am willing."

Step by step.

He said: "There are many things that are not so easy to forget. Let alone a month, if you put it away for a lifetime, you may still remember it in the next life."

Step by step.

He said, "At this moment, I only hope that this voice can be called by you for a lifetime."

Step by step.

He stepped forward, held my hand sincerely, and said: "Now I know I regret it. Although wealth and glory are good, they are not worth the long-term companionship of a close friend day and night. Susu, just wait for me and you, and start over."

Step by step.

He asked, "Would you like to treat me like this for the rest of your life?"

Step by step.

He looked at the fire, trees and silver flowers, with a weak expression and a bright smile: "Susu, if life can always be bright and beautiful with fireworks tonight, how wonderful it would be."

(End of this chapter)