Fast-Crossing Time Travel

Chapter 50 Martial Arts Chapter 19
The starry sky at night is so beautiful that it is dazzling, and the stars blink one by one, hanging in the dark night sky, like a dream.The moonlight is as cool as water, and without the scorching rays of the warm sun during the day, the flames of a bonfire seem to illuminate the entire night sky. The flames in the outskirts of the night make people feel safe. The red light, The warm firelight dispelled the coldness of the night. Sitting in front of the firelight, Song Jiajia, who was fiddling with wood, glanced at the two people beside him, and said indifferently.

"I keep vigil..." The purple clothes were almost turned red by the flames, and the dazzling red purple set off the icy cold and gorgeous facial features even more beautiful, enchanting and seductive, but the beautiful face was full of chills. Shuang, she doesn't even look at Lu Zhanyuan who looks like she is on the sidelines...

Lu Zhanyuan, who was at the side, watched her proficiently light a fire, skillfully catch wild game for barbecue, felt distressed, walked over involuntarily, sat beside her slowly, looked into her frosty eyes, was full of distress, he quietly said Looking at her, looking at her face illuminated by the fire, looking at her unbelievable beauty, looking at her intact legs, he opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't ask, and sat beside her quietly... …

"Do you want to drink water..." He Ruanjun in yellow clothes also sat down, and timidly handed the water to Song Jiajia. , her face turned pale, her fingers trembled a little, and even her eyes averted a little. Song Jiajia couldn't help but smiled sarcastically, and said softly sarcastically.

"Didn't I warn you, why, don't you have a long memory?..." Binghan's voice was so cold that it made He Ruanjun in front of him tremble and frightened, but he still gritted his teeth and looked at her with tears in his eyes.
"I...I just want...to do my part, I know you don't like me, I'll leave when I arrive in Yushui Town tomorrow..." He Ruanjun said timidly in a weak voice, but his hand was still He held up the glass of water stubbornly, his eyes were full of perseverance, Lu Zhanyuan looked at it and frowned and said
"Mochou, she is also kind, it's just a glass of water, you just accept it..."

"I... thank you for your care all the way, this is the only thing I can do, please accept, I will not bother you tomorrow..." He Ruanjun's eyes were red, and tears rolled in his big eyes, holding a glass of water Her hands have already started to stiffen, her eyes are full of dodge, the only thing that remains the same, is indeed the hand that has been holding up all the time...

"Mochou, why are you so wary of others? She just wants to say goodbye..." Lu Zhanyuan's frown became deeper and deeper. Looking at the woman who was completely immersed in his own world, he raised his eyebrows at others. He felt a little distressed about the woman in a city wall, and wanted her to see the beauty of this world, but she never appreciated it, as if she was still in her own world, Lu Zhanyuan's eyes were a little weak, and he looked at it complicatedly. She glanced at...

Song Jiajia felt his complicated glance, and the inner strength that was slowly raised was helplessly withdrawn, and she put down the palm that was quietly moved, her heart was full of bitterness, feeling that everything she did was misunderstood but there was nothing she could do, that's all, if Tomorrow is a catastrophe they can't escape, so let's bear it, let's see how many people they can ambush tomorrow...

With eyes full of bitterness, she took the water in her glass, drained it on her back, threw the glass to the ground, her eyes and heart were full of pain, she sat by the fire feebly, enjoying what this might be The last night, maybe she will leave this world tomorrow, I'm sorry, Mo Chou, I really tried my best, but the values ​​are really too far apart, the world is so different.

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The carriage swayed into Yushui Town. Yushui Town seems to be very prosperous. Yushui Town is a prosperous ancient city. The charm of the ancient city can be felt from the buildings at the gate of the city. The gate is majestic but has a little history The gate of flavor stands at the gate, Song Jiajia looks at the word Yushui Town at the gate, her heart is full of bitterness, but she still has no choice but to quietly treat with silver needles, hoping to drag it out later It will be half an hour...

The bustling streets in the city have the flavor of some ancient towns, wooden attics, traditional red lanterns, the crowds in the beautiful town are full of people, strong men with knives, knights with swords, women with children, Men, women, old and young were all walking on the street, the noisy voices around seemed to be normal, but Song Jiajia's expression was tense, at this time He Ruanjun in the goose yellow dress spoke

"Send me to the alley in the south of Yushui Town..." He Ruanjun took a deep look at the woman in the purple dress in front of him, the resentment in his eyes was suppressed, and he suppressed the excitement in his heart. I can't hide my joy even if I try to hide it, my eyes are raised...

The dilapidated carriage drove into the alley, but the alley was abnormally quiet, as if entering the suburbs from the downtown area, it suddenly became quiet, but He Ruanjun jumped out of the carriage first, and looked at Lu Zhanyuan who got off the carriage Her eyes were full of love, and she was not hiding the obsession in her eyes at this time, standing aside and looking provocatively at the woman in purple shirt who got off the carriage and did not speak...

"Li Mochou, today is your death day, don't worry, Lu Lang, I will take good care of him for you..." The woman in the yellow shirt smiled complacently, her proud voice could not be hidden, her eyes were full of excitement ...

All kinds of people came out of the originally quiet place around, there was the swordsman holding a sword, the woman holding a child was holding a soft sword in her hand, and the leader was a scar across The man on the face, the man stood there without saying a word, his voice was full of chilling and hatred, the lights of the knives gleamed, and the red lights of the swords criss-crossed, exuding a chilling atmosphere...

"Do you think you can restrain me with your inferior medicine? You are underestimating me..." Song Jiajia forcibly suppressed the power of the medicine, took out the whisk, and just stood there alone, looking valiant , the invincible posture, the aura is fully open, the bleakness and chilling in the eyes are released, the purple robe is flying, accompanied by the long black hair, the stern eyebrows, the cold and chilling aura shocked everyone...

For a moment, everyone was a little dazed, and they all looked like He Ruanjun in yellow clothes, but He Ruanjun blurted out in surprise,

"Impossible, I watched her drink up that glass of water yesterday...|"

Lu Zhanyuan on the side looked at the woman in yellow in disbelief, at the resentment hidden in her usually weak face, at the invisible soul under her weak face, He looked at the purple-shirted woman surrounded by guilt and regret in his eyes. A scene of everything she had done flashed before his eyes, and he knelt on the ground powerlessly. He was the one who was sorry for her, and it was he who let her fall into this level...

"Don't worry..."

The man in blue clothes stared at the group of people in front of him with red eyes, and shouted loudly

"You, all of you claim to be famous and upright men in the world, but what you do is lowly. Where did Mochou mess with you, and you, He Ruanjun, I shouldn't save you..." Lu Zhanyuan had completely collapsed, looking Looking at Mo Chou, who was put into a dangerous situation by his hands, his heart was full of pain like being cut by a knife, and he looked at the group of them with red eyes full of resentment...

In the world, there has never been such a thing as good or evil. The world has always been the law of the jungle, and the world has always been the shadow of swords and swords, but he didn't understand it. He deserved to die for putting her into such a situation...

"Mochou... I'm damned..." Lu Zhanyuan fell to the ground powerlessly as if his soul had been taken out, his eyes were full of tears, and his red eyes looked at the purple-clothed woman surrounded by the crowd, so gorgeous, Such a graceful and graceful appearance, just like the beautiful rosy clouds that day, makes people look up to her proudly, it is he who has caused her to become like this time and time again...

(End of this chapter)