The master's eyes were as indifferent as ice, and the fire spirit's thoughts were instantly extinguished. He swallowed a bit of water before he vomited, "It's a subordinate who thinks more."
After speaking, the fire spirit retreated.
Dooling smiled when he saw him come back dimly.
The fire spirit kicked the iron plate with the master. At this moment, when he saw the earth spirit making fun of him, he was not worried. "What are you laughing at, aren't those words I said in your heart?"
Tu Ling still laughed, "Even if you are right, but I will not think you are so stupid, go to the master to say this, you know that the master sees the safety of the little princess more than anything, and you still go Trouble. "
Although he felt that he was right, the fire spirit at this time was still angry and hummed dissatisfied, "It's good to hide and hide, I just want to see the master's heart is full of heart, and he went to war without regret."
After hearing the words, Tu Ling shook her head with a smile. "Did you have been with Little Princess for so many years, don't you know her character? The master said that if she stayed in Jiangnan, wouldn't she follow up? Since Little Princess dared to come, you Think she's not prepared? "
In this case, let the fire spirit take the lead, he immediately opened his eyes, "You make sense, I really forgot everything when I was in a hurry."
Tu Ling converged with a smile, and looked at the two people who were sitting under the tree, like a tadpole. Before, he could not understand why the master who had always been indifferent to people was not the same to the little princess.
Later, he was not obsessed with the answer, because he found that he had become accustomed to seeing the master and the little princess go into the ground together, just like in this battle, he also wanted to make the little princess together.
The Lord lived a sad life in this life. Only when the little princess was present, he had a little popularity.
From his previous rejection to now he is grateful to God that such a person has come to his master.
Tu Ling receded his sight, and instead of paying attention to the fire spirit's joy, he turned to take up the task of patrolling.
What they can do is to protect the safety of the two masters.
The light of fire illuminated the face of the person under the tree, Xiao Xu bowed his head and looked at the person who came over little by little, and finally did not want her to toss in restlessness, and took her into her arms.
The sleeping person felt that he had fallen into a safe and familiar embrace, and naturally found a comfortable position, and slept in spite of it.
Xiao Xu saw that she was finally quiet, and her stretched face was finally relaxed. His eyes fell on her, and her long black hair blocked her side face. He couldn't help reaching out, exposing his bright face, and then gently Touch it.
In fact, he wanted to do this when she appeared, but he couldn't let her discover her emotions, otherwise she would have no fear of staying.
He sighed, little guy, what should I do with you?
Not willing to let go.
Only by keeping her by his side can he feel relieved, but his side is already full of swords and mountains.
In the face of righteousness, can people be selfish once in order to live a life of selflessness?
Xiao Xu looked at the stars sparsely in the sky, and the dots of light in his eyes disappeared.
The man in his sleep frowned without a trace.
Ding Ding 铮铮 ——
There were sounds of swords, screams, wailing, shouting everywhere.
Chu Qingyan stood blankly in the middle of the crowd. She didn't know how she got here. This was clearly a battlefield.
All the people were struggling to fight, some of them looked embarrassed, some of them looked painful, some were proud, some screamed and practiced.
She didn't know who was fighting who, but soon she saw the flag in the crowd.
South and West characters.
She widened her eyes. Is this the battlefield between Nan Cang and Xi Xuan?
At this moment, she saw the earth spirit led by heavy soldiers on horseback, and the fire spirit throwing a long sword. Is the big ice block nearby?
She didn't think much, and ran towards them immediately, but when she took a few steps and found that the soldier next to her passed through her body and stabbed at the person behind her, she stopped.
Everyone seemed to be seeing her, and pierced her. She tried to speak, but there was no sound at all.
What the **** is going on?
She was too late to react, and a war horse appeared in front of her. The most important thing was the person sitting on the horse's back, a silver tabard, with a silver mask on his face, not angry, like a sword that just came out of the sheath. , With an arrogant momentum, murderous Ling Ran.
As soon as she was happy, she wanted to run towards him, but at this moment, a long arrow came out and appeared behind him. She immediately twitched her throat to make him careful, but she forgot that she said Speechless.
The arrow was inserted into his back like this, revealing from his chest, everything happened too quickly, and she could only watch him fall.
Do not--
Everything fell asleep, only to know that the crickets chirped tirelessly in the mountains and fields.
When Chu Qing opened her eyes with sweat and sweat, the first purpose was to go to the dark night, and then she turned her head to see the figure that made her feel at ease.
It turned out to be a dream.
Fortunately, it's just a dream!
But why do you have such unlucky dreams at this time? Is it because of the nightmare that was left today against the thick-browed man?
Whatever the reason, this kind of dream is not reassuring at all.
Her heart was still throbbing, in a quiet environment, listening to his long breath, her heart slowly settled down.
Watching his deep sleeping face tightly, her eyes were reddish, and finally she stretched out her hands and hugged him gently, and buried her head in his arms.
Big ice cubes, no matter how you rush me, I'm going to follow you faceless.
Alive, I want to be with you, even if I die, I don't want to be apart from you.
In a temple in the far mountains.
Under the lush and thick locust tree, two figures sat opposite each other, and in front of them was a chess game.
"How did you lose again?" A white-haired old man complained.
The senior monk wearing a plain robe, heard a smile and said, "You are uneasy, of course, you have lost the level you used to."
The old man with white hair heard the words explode. "Who said that I was restless, my heart was so calm!"
The monk still smiled, "Why are you playing the poor monk so late?"
The white-haired man could not help but touch his nose and smiled unnaturally. "This is not a good night, isn't it a waste not to be in the next game?"
The monk looked at him calmly.
The white-haired old man quickly lost the game, tossing the white child on the chess board, and scratching his beard, "Isn't I worry about that grandson? I'm in the game again."
The monk withdrew the pieces one by one, and smiled kindly, "The King and the Kyrgyz have a heavenly appearance, and he has his destiny around him, so everything can be changed."
The gray-haired old man's eyes were slightly bright, "The granddaughter really found him right!"
The monk's eyes were unpredictable, "It's Jeffrey, everything has its own set."
The white-haired man groaned for a moment, then got up.
"Where are you going?" The monk asked.
"Of course it's sleeping!" The white-haired old man shook his hands back and swayed back.
The monk looked at his back, smiled and shook his head, then continued to collect chess pieces.