Black Lotus Tactics Manual

On the third day of his stay in Chang'an, I received a letter from Liu Fuyi in a hurry. There was still rainy rain on the envelope, and the thin paper was crumpled by dew.

Mu Yao's trembling fingers exposed her eagerness when she unfolded the stationery, but after a glance, she smiled palely, folded the paper into four folds without a word, and locked it in the box.

"Sister A." Mu Sheng's black eyes fixed on her face, and her nerves tightened sharply. "What's wrong?"

She lowered her eyes, the tears and moles in the corners of her eyes flashed under the lamp, and her skin seemed to be transparent.

Mu Sheng's hand tapped on the box: "Let me see."

"Don't care about him, let's get the next set ..."

"Let me see." He was motionless, his eyes full of coldness, and rarely showed his stubbornness in front of his sister.

The grin on Mu Yao's face finally faded, and some of them broke their hands and leaned on the chair.

Mu Sheng pursed his lips and took out the pale piece of paper. The handwriting on the letter was unusually scribble, with only two lines: "The situation has changed and the return date is uncertain. Don't wait, go first."

He slammed and slapped the paper on the table with a heavy voice: "Sister!"

Don't go too far, Mu Yao quickly wiped off the glittering eyes that overflowed the corners of her eyes, took a deep breath, and smiled strongly with red eyes: "Ah, don't make trouble."

Mu Sheng looked at her face in silence, and she had rarely shown such a disoriented look unless she was forced to a desperate situation.

He knew that Sister Ai had a deep affection for Liu Fuyi. When he was young, he could not intervene. He was so jealous and sour for so many years. After several disasters, they are inseparable from encryption one by one and hard to shake. Seeing them develop all the way to getting married, he just thought that maybe this is the end of the story, the end of his passive acceptance, and it's all right.

It's already like this, what else can he do?

But why is it that this time, Liu Fuyi suddenly left Auntie away ...

For so many years, Mu Yao has never cried in front of him.

A strange icy cold slowly precipitated in his eyes: "Sister A, will he wait for him this time?"

Mu Yao looked up in surprise: "What do you mean?"

His tone became colder and colder: "It's the same thing over and over again, shouldn't Sister forgive him?"

"Forgive?" She frowned. "Fuyi didn't feel sorry for me, so why not forgive me?"

His low eyes and soft and beautiful eyelashes covered his tumultuous hatred: "Liu Gongzi is always unclean, half-hearted, swaying, and no woman will come to the door, he will not refuse. Sister, this is what you like people?"

Mu Yao was stunned, and then shivered with rage, "A Sheng, why are you so mean when you talk?"

The teenager suddenly stood up, looked down at Mu Yao, and remained silent for a long time. It seemed to have reached the point of repression, and a sneer of unexplained meaning was issued: "mean?"

Mu Yao also stood up hurriedly. The familiar innocence and kindness in the dark eyes of the person in front of him quickly faded away. The strange surrogacy emerged, and even a coldness filled him, which was completely different from the usual.

Mu Yao paused, his tone lowered: "What the **** do you want to say?"

"If I wanted to say for so many years, shouldn't Sister have expected it." His eyes seemed to be frozen, and the sarcasm in his mouth became more obvious. "If he likes you enough, he hastened to marry you, he has now Even if you marry you all three times, you never thought about it, would you not want him from now on? "

"Mu Sheng!" Mu Yao was stabbed with a sore foot, and his scalp burst into bursts. Then he realized that what he said today was all subjective, and he said it was very unpleasant, almost rebellious.

She was already angry, he fanned the fire ... She barely suppressed the fire and tried to explain: "Don't you recognize it for so many years? Fuyi is not as you said."

She deliberately softened her tone, trying to ease the atmosphere at this time.

"So what?" He showed no mercy and pressed hard, "In my opinion, you don't need to rely on him at all, beg him."

"Who begged him?" Mu Yao's self-esteem was suddenly trampled down, and the fire in his heart was ignited, and his expression cooled down. "Although I have been with Fuyi, it is because I like it. he!"

She paused and felt it was pointless to argue with him-because he didn't understand.

The tone slowed down, "I love you, I wish ... A sound, you still don't understand." She sat down slowly, took a sip of water wearily, trying to calm herself down, "You first Go out and let me be quiet. "

"I don't understand. Sister A sober?" Mu Sheng stood still, feeling an oppressive sense of oppression.

"A sound, go out ..."

He turned a deaf ear, slightly hooked his lips, but there was no temperature in his smile. "I think Auntie is confused."

"..." Mu Yao raised his head, staring at him with pale eyes and sneered: "Well, even as you said, I rely on Liu Fuyi. Then if I leave him, you say, we two should Who do you rely on? "

Her tone increased, with a trace of grievances and pain: "The Mu family is up to today, but Gouyan is still breathing. You think that without the support of Fu Yi, how do we still have a place in the demon river and lake?"

Mu Sheng was silent for a moment and sneered eccentrically: "That's because-Sister A is not enough to believe me from beginning to end."

Mu Yao frowned: "Why don't I believe you?"

"I said that I can protect you and avenge my father and mother. You never thought about it. You would rather believe Liu Fuyi than trust me."

"..." Mu Yao was smirked by him. "What is your strength? Don't I know what my sister is? Most of your techniques are taught by me. The instruments are given by me. Mu Family's technique, I myself I have learned a little bit of knowledge, not to mention you? You can't even beat me, how to face 'her' ... "

"I can." He interrupted abruptly, his eyes ruffled with dark clouds, staring down at his folded and spread fingers, his breath trembling, but his voice was very soft, "I can not only beat you, Looking at the world, few people can be my opponents. "

Mu Yao looked at him for a moment, his face extremely ugly, "How do you want to do it, remove the hair band?"

She sneered: "Is it right? Unscrupulous, unscrupulous ... so many years, I will teach you this?"

Mu Sheng's expression suddenly showed a crack, which was well hidden behind his face.

Mu Yao pushed the cold tea aside, and the movement was bigger. The tea splashed out and wet her fingers: "Under the crack, did you give the sachet that fell out of Miao Miao's arms?"

Hearing the name, he suddenly raised his eyes, and his surprise was not subsided. He saw Mu Yao sneering pale: "Do you know what Ling Miaomiao said? She said, she picked it up on the road."

"..." Mu Sheng's complexion suddenly became complicated.

She defends him like this from the back ...

"Is there anything in the sachet, don't you think I don't know? Miao Miao is not sensible, helping you hide me, she thinks this is for your good ..."

"Sister ..." He interrupted again, the look on the teenager's face was completely broken, and his eyes were hollow: "What am I, don't you already know?"

"..."

He took two steps, his steps were very light, but he seemed to step on a dangerous critical line.

"No matter how decent it is, I can't change the inferiority in my bones." When he issued the word "inferiority", the tone of his voice with a cold smile was horrifying.

"I not only drew that one backslash, there are many more, so many ... I can't count them." He burst into a bright smile, which was creepy.

"I used the forbidden technique three times and five times. The monster that died in my hands, I don't know how many." His long eyelashes hung down, casting a small shadow on the bottom of his eyes, but the youthful and handsome face was filled with the strong breath of the shadow. I must report, blood debts, in front of Sister, just pretend to be a docile pet, cheating a little pity-now I tell Sister ... "

Mu Yao got up suddenly, stepped back abruptly, her steps were vain, her lips slightly opened, and she was unable to speak for a while.

He raised his face with a broken smile: "I told Sister A, I can rely on it, much stronger than Liu Fuyi. We will be sisters since then."

"It ’s just revenge. If Sister wants to kill‘ She ’, I have my own way. There are countless beauties in the world. Sister A is free to choose, why not rely on a Liu Fuyi ..."

Her lips twitched for a long while, shaking her head violently, and finally made a sound: "Impossible."

Yan Ci refused, as if beheading with a knife, to determine his ending.

"Isn't it possible?" The sneer sneered and paused for a while, as if to pull back the diffused wisdom a little, "It is impossible to give up Liu Fuyi, or ..."

The fingers in his sleeve were shaking slightly, but his face maintained a smile of oppression: "I don't deserve to be at Mu Family, to be your brother?"

Mu Yao's face was green, and she stepped back a few steps. In a huge panic, she touched the dagger in her sleeve and quietly held it in her hand. Then she calmed down a little.

"A Sheng, you are tired ... go back and rest first."

The most familiar face in front of him turned out to have a very stiff smile, and deliberately put a soft tone in his mouth, which could not hide the confusion in the ending.

Mu Sheng's steps froze suddenly, as if pouring a pot of ice water over his face.

He wished that Sister Slap could slap him, beat him, scold him, and reprimand him as usual, so that he would know that he was still her family or her brother.

——Never as she is now, she smiled at him pretentiously, like an unarmed hunter, wandering wisely with the beast.

What a random hostility.

His gaze fell down on her trembling cuff, revealing the outline of the blade of the dagger vaguely.

The night was so dark, as if the snow drifting across the mountains and swept through, turning into countless ice edges stabbing into every point on his body.

——It turns out that sister A is just like those people, afraid of his true face.

It was just that he was so weak that he did not dare to tear his face for the time being, so he had to use a little pretentious cooperation to stabilize him first.

Something seemed to crack open in his heart.

The only remaining self-esteem at that point was a clatter, so broken that it couldn't be picked up.

He remained silent for a long time, withdrew his footsteps and turned around, as if the world had turned around at this moment, and from then on it became dark night, step by step, spinning in the endless night.

Lonely, no relatives.

"Sister ... Let's take a break soon."

"Your essence ... there is a difference in appearance, the heart of the viper."

"Anyway, Brother Liu and Sister Mu are not the same way. They can die for the life and live for the Great Righteousness, can you?"

"You and Sister Mu are not suitable, no one will understand you, you have to worry about the petals ..."

He didn't remember how he got to Ling Miaomiao's room, he just remembered that he was like a near-dead traveler trapped in the desert, and ran toward the oasis of illusion by instinct.

She used to be a magnificent and lively other shore, attracting his attention a little bit. Now he is a broken kite, an outlying lone goose, and if there is no other shore spark, it can only be a ship in the lost waves.

"Mu Sheng, you have a missing mother, you love her very much. You grew up next to your sister, only her care next to her ... Did she just fill the vacancy, did you put it on your mother? Love, pass on to ... "

"If you keep a little tiger, just see it has no claws, no resistance, possess it, dominate it, watch the joke of the tiger becoming a cat, and fear that one day it will bite back, so guard against it, I'm afraid of it ... this is Ye Gonghaolong. "

The cold moonlight hit the corridor, and his mind went back and forth, sentence by sentence, all the words she had said.

But, how can she be so sharp ... the words Zhu Zhuji, proverbs?

The door was pushed open, swayed with a candle hula on the table, and the room was broken and haloed.

Ling Miaomiao put down her book and stood up in surprise. "You are going wrong, your room is next door ..."

The words came to a halt, because she found Mu Sheng's face extremely unsightly, and the whole person floated in front of her like a ghost, and the teenager who was one head taller than her, shuddered insignificantly.

She was stunned and thought for a while. Today, he stayed at Mu Yao, it seems longer than usual. Isn't it ...

She gaped: "You ... you ... you confessed?"

"I haven't." He said for a long time, there was no focal length in his eyes, like a traveler who was frozen in the winter, the reaction was slower by half a beat.

"No ... what does it mean?" Ling Miaomiao confused him.

His lips were trembling: "Nothing is nothing."

But looking at this, he must have gone, a break has already occurred, and it will be a crucial moment of blackening immediately. She didn't care about the black lotus going to the wrong room. She quickly packed up the books and pens and walked away with light hands: "Then I won't disturb you, you alone ..."

The clothes were suddenly pulled from behind.

"... Where are you going?" His voice was low, and he seemed exhausted.

Ling Miaomiao let him grab, holding the book in his hand, blinking his back to him, "I ... I'm going to sleep in your room."

It's strange, the average person is lost in love and rejected, don't you want to stay quiet for yourself?

"..." He was silent, unable to say what he wanted to keep for a long time, and just pulled her clothes around.

He perceives in a chaos that if she is allowed to go, he may crash immediately.

Ling Miao Miao paused: "Well ... well, I won't go."

He just let go. Miao Miaoan settled down and sat down, poured him a cup of hot tea, lay on the table, and looked at him carefully: "Drink some water."

He didn't move, and she put his hands together on the cup, and immediately held his hands irresistibly, forcing him to feel the temperature of the cup.

The two's hands overlapped for a moment, both before and after it was warm, and the sound of Mu lowered their long eyelashes, shaking their hands and taking a cup of tea.

Warm, running down his throat, straight to his heart.

He warmed up.

Ling Miaomiao had already slipped over to the bed and bent over to make the bed. She slapped her flat bedding with her hands and turned back halfway: "Otherwise ... you sleep in me today, okay?"

He nodded, letting Ling Miaomiao pull him and settle him on her bed.

Ling Miaomiao was lying on the edge of the bed, patting him across the quilt, eyes bright: "Don't think about anything, go to sleep, I'm guarding you."

The author has something to say: Sound: No, no, no confession ... 【Crying】