A small word was clear in his head, Xuan Yuan smiled, thought about it, changed it a little, pointed at the blood on the finger, and gently stroked on the table.
After writing, I looked at the bright red on the table for a long time. He seemed to have taken care of the wounds on his shoulders, leaving only a slight itch, but his head was suddenly sore. After all, he could no longer suppress his emotions, turned and ran out of the garden, followed the road, and didn't feel the door of the mansion.
Here, quietly, but the backyard is very lively.
In my head, the humble little comb dangled, and my head was in pain, Xuan Yuan called out in pain, stroking his head and ran out of the house, only to drive away the pain.
There are not many shops on the street. Long Feili chose this house in a secluded place. It is dusk to the end of the depression, and it will be night.
Dozens of purple shadows jumped lightly, anxiously following Xuan Yuan.
The crowd exchanged glances. Two of them were to step forward and bring them back. One hundred of them were transferred by the emperor from the emperor with a thousand embargoes. The embargoes were stationed in the outskirts, and they were in charge of guarding here. Around the house. It does not interfere with the activities of any master, and only protects in secret. Among them, the Emperor Ziwei, who is next to Xuan Xuan, dispatched the most, with a total of more than ten, all dead.
A slight movement of the green shadow has fallen in front of the Ziwei.
"Go back, I'll follow."
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Xuan Yuan ran for a while, and fell to the ground. She smiled bitterly, and was about to support the ground, but she handed it to her.
She was puzzled, looked up, but was a young boy in a green dress, his eyes were cold, but his expression was slightly stretched.
"You are ..."
"The breeze, the emperor is my brother." The boy's tone was impatient.
I met in the pharmacy that day. Although Xuan Yuan didn't remember well, he still had some subtle impressions.
"Thank you." Xuan Yuan put his hand in the man's hand, and Qingfeng mentioned it slightly, and had pulled her up.
The two's hands were still held together. Xuan Yuan only felt that the big palm of the breeze was hot and wet, and he seemed to have a layer of sweat. He tried hard to hold her hand tightly, and he held it tightly. Cocoon even scratched into her soft skin. However, he did not let go, and she was embarrassed to break away, and the two stood silent for a while.
At the end, Xuan Yuan had to say, "Uh, I'm up, thank you."
Qingfeng came here now, like touching a hot potato and throwing her away.
Xuan Yuan is bitter and funny, really a strange person.
"Qing ... Wind, I'll take a stroll, and I'll go back later." She whispered softly, saying goodbye.
"Well." The boy squeaked coldly.
After taking a few steps, Xuan Yuan was slightly surprised, and he was still following her.
"Aren't you going back?" Xuan Yuan sighed slightly.
"I follow to protect you." The breeze hurriedly came over.
玑 玑 Xuan Yun was so upset and unhappy that he didn't want anyone to follow, but when he said that, he was embarrassed to reject it and had to say, "Thank you."
The two walked one after the other, watching the sparse shops on the street, the lanterns rose.
"Nian Xuanxuan." Suddenly, the voice of Qingfeng came from behind, dispirited, "I know you are not happy."
玑 玑 Xuan Yi suddenly said, "How do you know?"
"You don't care about me." Qingfeng interrupted her with a rough voice, and there was a piercing anger in her heart. He was actually in the garden just now.
He came out unintentionally, but saw her turn out of the corridor. Later she talked with Ruyi. She wrote on the table, and he all looked behind the pillars. He was going to walk away, but he was just gazing at her, but ... he couldn't move away.
He was shocked in his heart and was about to walk away, but saw her pale and walked out, but he couldn't help coming over.
玑 玑 Xuan Yuan was still lingering, and the voice of Qingfeng came again.
"Go back."
"I want to go a little longer, you go back first."
玑 Xuan Yan's words were eloquent, the hot breath had been beaten in his ears.
"Ruyi Girl is a good woman, so don't worry too much, don't betray your brother." Xuan Yuan was startled, but the breeze was just beside her, and she spoke in a loud voice.
"Betrayal?" Xuan pursed the word, not understanding what Qingfeng said.
"My mother-in-law thought that my father had a woman outside. She later ... had an affair with another man. My father killed her and followed her. Brother treated you well, you can't Betray him, do you understand? "
At the beginning of Qingfeng's fashion, he lowered his voice, and speaking of the last sentence, his tone suddenly suffocated.
玑 玑 Xuan Yi was shocked. Although she had forgotten the breeze, she had a faint feeling when she talked for a while, this is a man who hides herself deeply.
She didn't care that he would say such a thing to her, after all, it was a disgraceful sad thing, how could he tell her? Could it be that, because of Long Fei Li, the two had a deep relationship before?
其实 其实 In fact, how could Xuan Yuan understand the complex mentality of Qingfeng at this moment? Even if it's Qingfeng himself, I'm afraid I can't figure it out.
He experienced upheaval as a child, with a temper of silence. Long Feili has great gratitude to him, and the two of them have the same skills, and their friendship is deep. Later, he found that he liked Xuan Yuan, but Xuan Yuan was Long Feili's woman again.
This woman is destined to never be owned by him. She is with his most respected people. He is joyful and painful. He is struggling to suppress his feelings, but he sees Xuan Yuan smiling at Feng Zhanbai in the Yanyulou. It also provoked Long Xiuwen's contention with Na Minglang.
The other party is Long Feili. He can give in and guard him silently, but if he is other men, he can't help being jealous, but there is a kind of irritation: why she likes other men but can't like herself.
So, he loved, but could not help but anger and hate Xuanyuan.