Yang Shu Mei Ying

Chu Feiyang immediately went outside the cabin where Jun Shuying lived. When he stopped, he didn't understand why he came.

The windows of the hut were still glowing with dim light, and sometimes a figure flickered from the window, holding his hands on his waist, a little awkward. That is the attitude that Jun Shuying will never reveal in front of people. The corners of Chu Feiyang's mouth slightly bent, letting the tender emotions of the heart flow through the limbs and bones without restraint.

From the moment he met Jun Shuying, the unlucky man suffered constantly, as if all the bad luck in the world had caught up with him alone. In the past, Chu Feiyang only thought that it was due to his inferior character-even now, he likes Jun Shuying, and in the face of Jun Shuying, he has a heart full of blind endless love. But he still could not sympathize with Jun Shuying's experiences. Instead, I always think of his mess, and no matter how unlucky the coldness and calculations of his face can't be beaten, I can't help but think of it.

Chu Feiyang firmly believes that people like Jun Shuying are unbeatable. He doesn't need cheap sympathy, or artificial sympathy. But there is always something that Jun Shuying cannot resist. Chu Feiyang looked at the shaking figure in front of the window, smiled slightly and touched his chin.

Suddenly a pleasant flute came out. Chu Feiyang recognized the voice. When he and Jun Shuying first met, Jun Shuying finally relied on this flute to save his life from his sword. The flute and melodious peculiar to flute suddenly brought the day of the decisive battle closer-it was not a long time ago-the gentle music sound that was inappropriate at that time was still in the ear, but the cold cold heart at that time was far away It's like a lifetime.

The summer night in the mountains is quiet and cool, and the sound of the stream flowing not far away is empty and pleasant, occasionally a few frogs cry, and the light of some fireflies flashes far and near. The sound of flute has always been gentle, without agitation, without surging, and blends seamlessly with the peace and quiet of this mountain.

Chu Feiyang flies lightly on a tree, lying on a thick trunk, with his eyes open, he can see the bright and dark starlight on the dark sky. When he closes his eyes, he can feel the gentle touch of the sound of the flute, slowly Go to sleep deep.

When I woke up, it was already twilight. Chu Fei lifted down the tree and wandered for a moment before the closed wooden door, before flying back to Pie, lying in bed waiting for dawn.

Chu Feiyang stayed all night outside the wooden house, Jun Shuying was used to alertness, and naturally noticed. But he didn't show up, and Jun Shuying didn't bother to bother. But sneer was unavoidable under his heart, presumably he did not believe him, and a special surveillance came.

However, Chu Feiyang did not completely wrong him, and Jun Shuying had no intention of staying honest. Chu Feiyang determined that Gao Fang would be saved if he lived, but according to his understanding of Gao Fang, if Gao Fang was seriously injured and not dead, he would always have a way to live on the mountain without being discovered. He just needs to put some clues everywhere. If Gao Feng can see it alive, he will come to him. If you still can't find him ... Jun Shuying laughed bitterly, he would not be lucky to think that Gao Fang had already gone down the mountain well. Otherwise Gao Fang would go to him anyway. I am afraid that as Chu Feiyang said, Gao Fang died. After so many days, it is estimated that only a pile of bones is left.

Jun Shuying wiped his face, rubbed his sore waist, and his legs and feet were swollen uncomfortably. A round of tomorrow's head, all the places where there is no shadow around it are all white and bright, and it is extremely hot. Fortunately, the road on Longyue Mountain is not as rugged as Canglang Mountain.

This is a wood on the back of a mountain, and there is a small four-corner gazebo by the road. Jun Shuying walked into the gazebo and was ready to take a break, but in the distance he saw a personal figure coming up from the mountain. Jun Shu Ying thought for a while, and drew himself into the woods behind, hiding.

The comer was a pale green shirt, thin and thin, and he came straight to the pavilion just out of Jun Shuying. The man sat down and spread his sleeves to fan himself. Shaoqi stood up again, carefully arranged his clothes, walked back and forth a few steps in the gazebo, and sat down again.

Jun Shuying looked out from behind the hiding tree, and was a bit surprised when he saw the face of the man. He knew this person, and that was Song Lanyu, the fish of the Song family who had destroyed his door. However, if you think about it a bit, you won't be surprised. Chu Feiyang must have rescued people and sent them to the Qingfeng Sword. No wonder it couldn't be found at that time. Jun Shuying sneered, and it turned out that from the beginning, Chu Feiyang was doing bad things for him.

Looking at Song Lanyu's eager look, he was obviously waiting for someone. Jun Shuying restrained the killing of Su Li. For a small Song Lanyu, it's not worth fighting and scaring the snake, causing these people to doubt.