C570 What kind of person is she?

Under the moonlight, the man's clothes were fluttering in the wind, his long hair fluttering in the wind. The sand in the distance was thousands of kilometers long, and the shadows of the trees nearby were swaying gently.

The flower of the sword was facing Haoyue, the wind was blowing and the clouds were moving, his thoughts were in flux, as if he had just met her that day, she had appeared on the mountain road just like a fairy, her hair in a mess, her eyes clear, striding forward and seeing him without a trace of panic.

He took her back to the city, her legs aching from the saddle, and she gritted her teeth and said nothing, her narrow back straight as a strong sapling.

Later on, she gave him a money bag. Although the embroidery process was rough, it was obvious that she was very serious and had sewn her heart into it. It was a pity that he had only cared about his man's face at that time. Now that he thought about it, it was too late.

And then …

With a shake of his sword, a stream of silver light rippled like waves in the air. Tears that had been there for a long time rolled down his face, he knew that when he descended the mountain that day, he would take her and run away, hiding her beauty.

And now, along the long road of life, he would walk alone. Without her, his sky would forever be gray.

The final move, a sword piercing through the air, carried with it a whistle. Before the sound could fade, Zhang Xuan heard someone clapping his hands.

He turned his head and saw Lan Jihua walking over, "Good sword technique."

Du Changfeng did not really want to say anything, but the corners of his mouth twitched in response.

"Drink?" Lan Jihua raised the bottle in his hand, and snickered, "I stole it from the cellar, Ying Ying will definitely find trouble with me tomorrow.

Regarding drinking, Du Changfeng had never rejected anyone, even though Lan Jihua had stolen the wine from his wine cellar. In truth, he did not view this inn as his own. He was not interested in doing business, and with Bai Qianfan's death, he had even less time to take care of things. Fortunately, Shi Yingying was experienced and capable, and was able to hold on by herself.

They sat on the roof and drank.

Lan Jihua asked, "Where do you learn sword arts from in Brother Du?"

"…"

"Brother Du is really married to Yingying?"

"…"

"I don't think that Brother Du is a business person. Was he used to be in this line of work before?"

"…"

Lan Jihua seemed to be accustomed to Du Changfeng's silence. If he did not answer, then he would talk to himself.

"Brother Du and Princess Chu are old friends?"

"…"

"Brother Du being like this will make Ying Ying sad."

"…"

"Brother Du, is he beautiful? What kind of person is she? "

"She's pretty," Du Changfeng finally replied. "She's a … "A very good person." He suddenly turned to look at him. "Have you ever loved anyone?"

Lan Jihua shook his head, and asked probingly, "Could it be … Brother Du loves Princess Chu? "

Du Changfeng laughed bitterly, "To be exact, it's me who is unrequited. You might not believe me if I told you, but I have not met her that many times, but I have never forgotten her. For her, I …" He did not continue, but only shook his head, as if he was sighing.

Lan Wenhua handed the wine over to him, "Ask for what love is in this world and ask for a person's life and death promise. Brother Du is a man of love, he loves a person to the fullest. It's not just the Brother Du, I heard that the Prince Chu had left to go north because of her, and now that they are nearing the Linan City, they will soon break into the city. "

Du Changfeng frowned, "Has the fight already reached to Lin An?"

"Brother Du doesn't know? Every few days, a messenger would bring back news that the Prince Chu's army had already arrived outside of the Linan City. The emperor within the Forbidden Palace would probably be in a constant state of panic and everyone would be guessing when the Prince Chu would break. "

Du Changfeng really did not know, that there would be chaos and chaos every day, with news from all over the place. Although he was there, he did not hear anything, even though his heart was tightly shut.

Lan Jihua saw that he drank two consecutive drinks and snatched the bottle away, "Don't drink all of them, it's my turn, this bottle of wine still needs to be on my account." He raised his head and drank a mouthful, then said, "Brother Du, I am very curious about that Princess Chu, what does she look like and how does she have a cold personality?"

Du Changfeng then drank it up and chatted about Bai Qianfan more, "She used to be small and small, like a little girl, with a face the size of a palm. However, her eyes were big and black, with dimples in her smile, and she was very cute.

Lan Jihua revealed a strange expression, "Why am I listening, you are talking about an oriole. She is petite, has big eyes, dimples when she laughs, is very straightforward, and she speaks quite interestingly, and she doesn't put on any airs. "

When Shi Yingying was mentioned, Du Changfeng immediately had a cold face, and snorted from his nose, "How is she small, look at the flesh on her chin, all the way down there, his eyes are big, and why don't I feel that, also, she's not called straightforward, he's called intrepid. You've been together with her for a long time, you will know, she's not only valiant, she … "In short …" Du Changfeng seemed to be unable to finish his words as he sighed, "You'll know how scary she is in the future. Compared to Qianyan, she's like a world, an earth cannot be compared."

Lan Jihua could not hold back and laughed, he turned to look at the window at the opposite side, it was Shi Yingying's room. If she knew that he had such an evaluation in Du Changfeng's eyes, he would probably chase after him in his dreams.

The people of the Northwest liked to fill their wine bottles with pottery. The big crude wine bottles could hold two to three jin of wine. With a single sip, they completely turned the big bottle of wine upside down.

Du Changfeng's heart was thwarted, it was easier to get drunk than it was to get drunk. He greeted Lan Jihua, then flew past a window and went back to his room to sleep.

Lan Jihua shook the empty wine bottle upside down, making sure that there was no more wine, before putting it aside and holding onto his knees as he stared at the full moon in the sky in a daze. A small face slowly appeared in front of him, with a pair of big, clear, black eyes.

He smiled at her absentmindedly. He had never met her, but she seemed to have met him before … Suddenly, he woke up with a start, not knowing if the person in front of him was Princess Chu or Shi Yingying …

There was a bird flying in the air. He moved his ears and put his finger to his lips. He let out a very soft whistle. After a while, a bird swooped down and landed on his shoulder.

Lan Jihua took out a small scroll from the pigeon's leg ring and unrolled it slowly. Under the moonlight, he glanced at the three words "Blazing Mountain" on the paper and relaxed his face, with a faint smile, he took out a charcoal stick he brought along and wrote a few words on the back of the slip of paper. Then, he placed it back into the pigeon's leg ring and said in a low voice: "It's been hard on you.

With a lift of his hand, the pigeon spread its wings and flew high into the sky. In the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the night sky.