The lid of the coffin was removed by three finger widths. Perhaps this person was guilty of guilt. He didn't dare to make too much movement for others to notice. He moved extremely lightly, and his palm was trembling slightly due to his inner excitement.
A large piece of light entered the coffin, and when the messenger was about to look down, a cold voice came from behind: "What are you doing?"
The person who came was the leader of the Wang alliance. He couldn't wait, and felt that he should come to invite people in person, so that he would appear sincere and respectful. He didn't expect to see this subordinate sneaking in from a distance when he arrived.
"Alliance lord, I... I'm waking up Senior Sun." The messenger immediately turned around when he heard the sound, and people panicked, but he still forced himself to stabilize and couldn't get out of his way.
"Don't you want your life, idiot." Alliance Leader Wang took a few steps forward, bent over to salute, and said, "My subordinates are reckless, if they disturb Senior Sun, I hope you will have a lot."
The messenger next to him glanced into the coffin while Alliance Leader Wang bowed his head. It was this look that immediately made him back again and again, "You, who are you... Who are you?"
Upon hearing the sound, Alliance Leader Wang stepped forward and stretched out his head to look, his pupils shrank sharply, and he wanted to retreat immediately, but found that his body was imprisoned in place, unable to move. Squinting to his subordinates, seeing him also had a terrified look, unable to move.
Yan Xuhuan jumped out of the coffin with Duguyan in his arms, and sighed to the leader of the alliance: "I made a special trip to send people's heads, the courtesy is light and affectionate!"
After speaking, after unblocking Duguyan's acupuncture point, he picked up the curtain and went out, and the two people behind were slid by the seven-star knife, and the two heads rolled to the ground, and their eyes were wide-eyed.
The two walked in the shadows, walking through the grass with their cats waist, listening carefully to the sound of patrol footsteps in the air, stopping and avoiding precisely. Seeing that he was about to leave the enemy camp, he didn't want to but stepped on the trap.
One of Duguyan's feet was bitten fiercely by the long-toothed hunting clip, and instantly a red liquid overflowed from his feet, and his head was full of cold sweat.
Pain into the bone marrow.
But even so, Duguyan just groaned, trembling slender eyelashes trying to hold back the pain that almost blurted out.
"Who's where?" After this pause, let the patrol team catch up. Through the dense fog, they saw two vague figures in the grass in front of the boulder. The torches were thrown over and illuminated. For a moment, he immediately exclaimed: "The assassin is here, shoot arrows, shoot arrows."
Yan Xuhuan pushed open the hunting clip, but did not expect that the long teeth had a barb, causing more serious secondary damage. Duguyan groaned heavily, and his body fell softly on Feng Shayan.
Seeing the bloody barb on the long teeth, Yan Xuhuan's face turned cold, her eyebrows lowered, covering the flash of self-blame.
"Go." Yan Xuhuan took the person into his arms, jumped up, stepped on the stones that were constantly spaced, and quickly disappeared into the night, leaving behind a group of people chasing, from time to time spears and sharp arrows whistled from behind Come.
Duguyan closed his eyes and leaned against Fengsuoyan's arms, enduring the severe pain, his eyebrows were locked, and his face was pale.
Nine times out of ten, this leg is going to be lame.
The hunting clip is used by the locals to hunt large beasts. It has good elasticity and strong force. It also has barbs. When caught by it, the animal cannot break free.
"Prepare, prepare." Bai Cai posted on the town wall behind a straw man. With his small eyes open, he saw a figure galloping in the fog, and immediately reminded everyone who had been ready to go.
The thin clouds in the sky covered the moon and thickened it, making the night even darker.
After Yan Xuhuan kicked up the wall, she said to the emerging Bai Cai and several others: "I'll leave it to you here." After that, she jumped down with Duguyan in her arms and found a bright spot on the side of the street not far away. A better place is to put people on the cold stone steps and sit down.
With the orange light, Yan Xuhuan gently took off Duguyan's soaked shoes and socks. Originally supposed to be the white ankle, the blood was blurred, the flesh was turned out, and the hole was constantly gurgling, which was very terrifying.
"Now I'll give you medicine, it will hurt a little."
"Yeah." Duguyan snorted in response, seeing three small bottles appearing out of thin air in this man's hand, his brows picked up.
"Repair the meridians, three times a day, one capsule at a time." As she spoke, Yan Xuhuan pulled the cork off the small medicine bottle containing the pills for oral administration, and handed it to Duguyan. "The nourishing potion, three times a day, a small cap at a time." While talking about how to take it, he unscrewed it and handed it to her.
After Duguyan took it, a small pure white pill came out, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it slightly. Then he took the medicine and poured out a small cap of cyan liquid, with a strong cold aroma. Just smelling it, he felt comfortable all over his body, and it seemed that even the pain was relieved a lot.
Looking up at the person sitting cross-legged on the ground and bowing his head to treat her wounds, the longer the contact time, the more surprising her. Just like this night, you never know what's hidden in that darkness.
With Yan Xuhuan's action of cleaning up the medicine, Duguyan's legs will unconsciously want to shrink, in order to disperse the pain caused by the medicine, he asked casually: "You have already made a plan to attract them to the bait. ."
"A ready-made weapon, of course, is to be accepted with a smile. This can leave a lot of money and a lot of time."
"Are you going to attack the Dragon City?" Duguyan shrank his legs in pain, his head was slightly tilted back, his slender neck was stretched out in a perfect arc, and there was a light snort between his lips. The cold sweat on his face reflected an orange halo, adding a delicate and morbid beauty.
"Yes." Seeing this, Yan Xuhuan held her feet and lowered her head to blow lightly while cleaning up, trying to relieve the pain.
"You don't seem to lie very often." It seemed that every answer was so honest, but she didn't seem like a person who would tell the truth like that.
"There are more truths than lies to you."
Hearing this, Duguyan snorted, not knowing what to think for a while, and sighed softly: "You will kill Dugulong?" Even if he can't remember, he is still a blood relative, and he can't just ignore him because he doesn't have his memory.
Yan Xuhuan's hand applying the ointment paused for a short time, so short that Duguyan didn't notice it. "It won't be me who killed him."
"You didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you." At that time, how could her subordinates who fought in the world allow the descendants of the Dugu Dynasty to continue to survive.
"Life is a matter of life. If you take him to incognito at this time and withdraw from this competition, no one will kill him."
"Leave?" Duguyan murmured, just as such a thought came to the fore, it was killed. Intuition and the voice in her head kept telling her that she couldn't leave.
The two fell silent. There were already many people standing on the street. Everyone was looking at the town wall and chatting with each other. As they looked at each other, straw men with sharp arrows were tied with hemp ropes and thrown into the street, and some people waiting by the side quickly pulled them out and bundled them into a pile.
"Leader." A junior trotted over from the restaurant diagonally opposite, stopped a zhang away and shouted in a low voice.
Before, he was able to rush to Feng Shuyan to talk to her, but now I don't know if it was because Duguyan was there, so he was a little shy and didn't dare to come up.
"Is something wrong?" Yan Xuhuan asked without raising her head while she was putting on stockings for Duguyan.
"City Lord Yun invites the two of you to come and sit down." Xiao Er replied quickly.
"Do you want to see him?" Yan Xuhuan raised her eyes and asked Duguyan.
"Don't go."
"Did you hear that?" Yan Xuhuan turned to the embarrassed little Er.
"Alliance leader, City Lord Yun said, if you don't go, he will slap the shopkeeper." Xiao Er made a gesture of wiping his neck, looking a little embarrassed and a little flustered.
Yan Xuhuan looked towards the restaurant. Before the upstairs was languishing, Tu Suyun with a long body was standing there, looking here and making a gesture of please.
"Let's take a walk." Yan Xuhuan retracted his gaze as he spoke, and leaned over to pick up Duguyan who was sitting on the stone steps.
"Okay." Duguyan put his hands on her shoulders, lowered his eyes and responded softly.
For some reason, my heart beat a little faster.
The little two looked at the two identical clothes, very much like twin sisters, but looking at this behavior, they looked like a couple.
Especially the wind alliance master, the action of hugging a person is called a smooth slip! ! !
In the eyes of everyone, Feng Shuyan hugged the person with no red face and no heartbeat, and entered the wine shop generously.
Inside the restaurant, vines are clinging to the stone walls, the artificial creek on the ground is ding-dong, and the wine tables are separated by bamboo curtains.
Tu Suyun sat cross-legged on the light gray cushion, watching the masked woman dancing on the stage in front of her, dancing gracefully, and the ringtone was crisp. The exposed eyes are bright and charming. The curved and twisted waist is extremely soft, and it sucks the minds of most people.
After passing through several drunken drinkers with Dugu Yan, Yan Xuhuan sat opposite him. Xiao Er has already poured a cup of tea with great insight and placed it in front of Duguyan. As soon as she put it down, she jumped away like her butt was on fire, leaning in front of the counter and peeking at the back of her head.
The shopkeeper shook the abacus beads, and at a glance, he knew that this stinky boy was fascinated by beauty. He couldn't help but sigh in a low voice: "It's still too young."
If you can't eat the swan meat in your mouth, what are you thinking about? With this kung fu, it is better to give Lao Tzu an extra table, so as to stop Lao Tzu from earning money.
Tu Suyun took the unopened small wine jar and poured a bowl for Feng Broken Smoke himself. The slowly rising aroma of wine came to his nostrils, and slowly dispersed around, attracting the warriors at the adjacent table to look up, his face full of faces. Intoxicated and coveted.
"Shopkeeper, what kind of wine is this? Give Lao Tzu a jar." Just after he finished speaking, he felt that it was not enough, so he slapped his lower lip and shouted, "No, give Lao Tzu three jars."
"Treasurer, you're not being kind. You have such a good wine, why don't you show it?" The speaker slammed the table heavily, and the bowl, chopsticks, and wine jar clacked for a while. "My lord, I drank this cat urine for a long time."
When the shopkeeper saw everyone protesting, he shook the abacus beads in his hand and slammed them on the counter, which immediately shocked everyone. Damn, why is the shopkeeper of this turtle grandson a bit stubborn.
"Little Er, serve you guys a drink."
Hearing the shopkeeper say this, everyone felt relieved, and pretended to be arrogant.
"A jar of a hundred fish-eye gold beads, no credit will not be refunded." The shopkeeper continued to raise his voice.
"Okay." Xiao Er responded in a loud voice.
When everyone heard it, their eyes were all staring out, with a look of anger and anger, and they wanted to swear.
It's just that little jar of ghosts that asks for a hundred fish-eye gold beads. Why don't your grandson just copy the guy and grab it? Open a black shop, I don't have so many in a bag.
So, everyone scolded and murmured and gave up on it. It was useless to be greedy and greedy.
Seeing this, Xiao Er took his steps back. His shopkeeper [Thousand Days Drunk] had only five bottles in stock, but he didn't have any extra to greet these warriors.
The surrounding noise gradually subsided, and the conversation between Feng Shuyan and Tu Suyun gradually became clear.
Tu Suyun held the wine bowl and said towards Fengshuiyan: "Thank you for taking care of Yan'er." After speaking, he raised his head and drank it.
Feng Shuyan squinted at Duguyan on the left, and replied meaningfully: "This is what it should be." He took a small sip of the wine bowl and tasted it. "It's really good."
The opposite Tu Suyun just smiled and did not reply, his sharp and deep star eyes lowered, staring at the frosty Duguyan from the corner of his eye. This look of strangers not entering seems to have returned to the scene when they first met.
It seems that his desire to conquer again has been rekindled.
Climbing peaks, men will always enjoy it. Difficult women, however, are much more fun and exciting than Peak. Whether it is the process of conquest or the result of possession, it will be extremely satisfying!
Before Feng Shuyan finished drinking a bowl of wine, the person fell dizzy and drunk. Fortunately, Duguyan's attention was always on her, and he wrapped his arms around him and leaned on his shoulders.
This drink is full of stamina, Feng Shuyan still smiled at Duguyan with the corners of his lips bent at the first moment, and the next moment he tilted his head and fainted. If there is no special hangover soup to solve it, I am afraid that I will sleep for ten days and a half months.
"It seems that her drinking capacity needs to improve." Tu Suyun looked at the wine bowl in his hand, took a sip, and snapped his fingers when he put it down.
The warriors who were among the drinkers put away the laughter on their faces, drew their knives and stepped forward, standing behind their master.
"What do you mean?" Duguyan wrapped Feng Shayan's soft waist with one hand and held the hilt of the sword with the other. His eyes were a bit colder than before, and he looked at Tu Suyun as if he was braving the cold air.
Tu Suyun sneered and shook his head. "This sentence, you should actually ask yourself. Take people away." The warrior behind him heard the words and immediately stepped forward, preparing to forcibly take away the wind and smoke.
"Hmph." Duguyan snorted coldly, hugged the person and stood up, the unsheathed long sword lying in front of him.
Seeing this, the warriors who stepped forward did not know what to do. After all, this person was the master's woman, and they dared not take ten people from her hands. What's more, they can't beat her together, so what's the confidence
Tu Suyun knew her temperament very well. It would be impossible to easily take people away from her. "Yan'er, if you do this, you will regret it in the end."
"City Master Yun, the future is the future. Today, I definitely won't allow anyone to take her away."
"Okay, I want to see, will you regret it?" Tu Suyun glanced at her injured foot, then refilled the wine on his own, and the wine ding dong, "Today, you defeated my men. , then let the two of you go."
When the samurai under his command heard the master's words, there was no hesitation. Holding the hilt of the sword, he stepped forward, surrounded Duguyan in groups, attacked him in groups, avoided the key points, and struck ruthlessly.
Tu Suyun just sat there, letting the swords, lights, swords and shadows wreak havoc around him, drinking wine leisurely. Admiring Duguyan enduring the severe pain from his feet, protecting the people in his arms and fighting with his subordinates.
Even if she is injured, these subordinates are not her opponents, but they are just holding on for a few more rounds.
Sure enough, it didn't take long for these carefully selected subordinates to be defeated one by one, and they fell to the ground.
Duguyan put his sword into the sheath, picked up the man by the waist, and left the tavern with a cold body. Where she walked with her back straight, there were little blood-colored flowers blooming in the night. I thought it was a wound that was just about to heal, but it opened again due to strenuous exercise.
The shopkeeper and the second did not hear the sound of the fight, so they quietly emerged from behind the counter, looking at the broken and messy scene, and the drinkers who had long since disappeared, their hearts hurt so much that they wanted to cry.
Haven't paid for the beads yet! ! !
Who wants this loss? Duguyan, Tu Suyun, or Fengshayan? Damn, no one dares to speak.
This bad luck can only be swallowed with tears.
After turning the corner, the lights dimmed, and Duguyan stopped in the dark, wanting to rest for a while.
"Hmm." The man in his arms let out an extremely sultry hum, and then he woke up leisurely and asked, "Why are you outside?"
"You're drunk." Duguyan replied.
Hearing this, Yan Xuhuan sighed angrily, raised her hand to wrap her neck, and rubbed like a spoiled child. "No wonder I feel erratic and boring."
Duguyan turned her head slightly, looking at her stupefied appearance, she was a little more cute than usual.
"Aren't you leaving yet?" As he spoke, he rubbed his head again, as if looking for a comfortable position.
Duguyan's thin lips parted lightly, and a single voice overflowed, "Go."
After walking dozens of steps, Yan Xuhuan closed her eyes and asked lightly, "Why don't you let me down?" Her tone was so gentle that people couldn't grasp her emotions for a while.
The cold autumn wind rushed out from the narrow alley on the other side, bringing a leaf of fallen leaves past Duguyan's eyes. She couldn't find the answer to Feng Shaoyan's question for a while, so she kept silent, just looked down at her quietly, as if to find the reason from her face.
After waiting for a while, there was no sound from Duguyan, Yan Xuhuan sighed softly and motioned her to put herself down. Seeing that her shoes and socks were soaked again, she felt helpless for a while. No matter how good the medicine she gave, she couldn't stand it.
"Come up." He squatted halfway, letting Duguyan, who wanted to devote himself to his crippled legs, lie on his back and carry the person on his back.
Duguyan's hand naturally wrapped around her temperatureless neck, leaned on her shoulder, and said, "You are not drunk."
"Just woke up." The tone was so casual and gentle, but it was so indifferent when it was carefully tasted.
Duguyan sighed secretly, and didn't want to find out if Breeze Broken Smoke was pretending. She and her are obviously close to each other, but they can't convey each other's temperature.
It's so close, yet it seems like a world away.
The wind was cold in late autumn, and the world was also cold, and the fire of war from a distance added a bit of bleakness.