[Xiao Li Fei Dao] No Salt Female

rain.

I don't know when it got down.

An extremely thin, extremely sharp sword lay in front of Jing Wuming. To be precise, it was not a sword, but a thin piece of iron sandwiched with cork, without even a hilt.

But Jing Wuming felt familiar.

He took a breath.Apart from the dirt in the rain, he seemed to be able to smell the blood on the sword.

Not strong enough.

Not as thick as his.

But in some places, it is really similar, his sword is the same sharp, the same fast, and the same does not talk about moves and does not ask for a way out.

"You are A Fei," Jing Wuming said coldly, with his right hand holding the sword at his waist, ready to go, "Why stop me?"

Ah Fei said indifferently: "Because she wants to see you." After finishing speaking, the sword was put away, a cold light flashed, and it was inserted straight into the belt without the scabbard.

Once upon a time, when he hadn't been able to stand beside Shangguan Jinhong and was just a clumsy beginner, he had used such a crude sword.

"Sister Yun." Ah Fei's eyes passed him and stayed on the man, with a slight warmth in his eyes, which melted the icy night rain.

Jing Wuming suddenly felt jealous.

Just because this young man is somewhat similar to himself, just because he can call her name familiarly and gently, he already feels jealous.

It was as if A Fei had taken his place, calmly standing beside Bo Yun.

And he could only sneak a look at her silhouette from the window.

"A Fei, you go back, I have a few words to say to him alone." A clear and light voice sounded, calm and waveless, but it made Jing Wuming's body stiffen involuntarily.

Ah Fei didn't move, the young man's eyes fell on Jing Wuming, suspicious and vigilant.

Bo Yun smiled: "Go, don't worry, he won't hurt me."

Jing Wuming had an impulse, he wanted to take advantage of the moment A Fei turned around and stab his sword through his back, passing through his heart, and took his life.

He didn't have a big enmity with this boy, he was just angry, and once again he felt that Ah Fei had indeed replaced him.

But Jing Wuming's pride will not allow him to do this, if he wants to fight or kill someone, he should be upright.

The cold rainwater invaded the inner clothes from the outside, Jing Wuming stood there straight, motionless, he was used to standing like a stone like this, his body became colder and harder every inch.

A soft sigh came.

A warm and soft body embraced him from behind.

The last time, the last time he met her in the dense forest, it was also a heavy rain.

He and she lit a fire in the wooden house to keep warm and dry clothes, and she once hugged him gently from behind like this.

Heart-burningly warm and intoxicatingly soft.

Jing Wuming's tightly clenched fists relaxed, at this moment he had forgotten to be jealous of A Fei.

"Those two medicinal materials are extremely rare. I have been looking for them for many years but have not found them. You...haven't gotten them easily?" She opened her mouth, and what she was talking about was indeed the things he sent over.

Jing Wuming didn't make any movement, he was silent.What is the medicinal material that Bo Yun is looking for? He knew it ten years ago. Even if the master told him that Bo Yun was dead, he still couldn't help but pay attention to it. Every time he came out, he would pay attention to the whereabouts of these medicinal materials. There are these things.

The last time he saw Bo Yun, he knew that she lacked something, so he secretly made up his mind to find her for her.

But the Yangsheng Ganoderma was destroyed by his momentary loss of composure.

Thinking of this, Jing Wuming was a little annoyed.

Bo Yun sighed softly at this moment: "You neither answer my words nor look back at me. Do you dislike me for being ugly and old?"

"No!" Jing Wuming suddenly turned around, met those smiling eyes, suddenly full of impulse and had nowhere to vent, and didn't know what to say.

Bo Yun suddenly felt relieved, why should he care about Xiaojing's current identity? Although they have different purposes, he is still the stuffy Xiaojing who secretly cares about her but never speaks out.

Ten years have passed, how can people not change?

As long as there is a little bit of change in the changes, she should be satisfied.To ask for more is greed.

Bo Yun smiled at Jing Wuming.

She stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, and hugged him close to her body.

Although the rain was cold, the clothes were already wet, and the scorching heat was transmitted through the fabric of the two people's clothes, and it was unknown who it was.

Bo Yun felt that Jing Wuming's body was as cold and hard as a piece of iron.

Ten years ago, he was no higher than her ears.

"Xiao Jing," Bo Yun took half a step back, held his face in his hands, and asked seriously, "You are now following Shangguan Jin Hong, right?"

Jing Wuming moved his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything, just nodded.

Bo Yun didn't have any overreaction, she was very calm, even asked him very gently and patiently: "Then can you stop following him and walk with me, and go wherever you want, okay?"

Jing Wuming was silent for a moment this time.

Bo Yun didn't speak, she waited patiently for his answer, until she heard Jing Wuming's hoarse and strange tone, she refused with difficulty: "I can't."

"So," Bo Yun didn't force him, she just raised her head, stared at his face, gently stroked his cheek, reluctant to part, "Although I really want to talk to you about the past ten years, I want to know what happened to you , but today seems inappropriate."

"You don't obey the rules and stay here for too long, will Shangguan Jinhong punish you?"

"It seems that no matter what, I don't care about it." Bo Yun didn't seem to be expecting his answer, but just smiled lightly, "Thank you very much for the medicinal materials you brought, but next time we meet, we will be enemies."

She stood on tiptoe, Jing Wuming's dead gray eyes rolled around, and suddenly closed in a hurry, Ren Baoyun left a light kiss on each of his eyes.

"The next time we meet, don't worry about the feelings of old people. If you are an enemy, you are an enemy."

Jing Wuming's face was already covered with icy raindrops, but these two gentle kisses, with the warmth of her lips and the fragrance after bathing, made him forget about it in an instant, and only felt dizzy for a while. Sweet hits.

Then it was empty.

Jing Wuming turned his head to look, Bo Yun only left him with this sentence, and a slender and indifferent back.

She never looked back at him, not even a glance.

Ten years ago, Bo Yun once kissed his eyes, saying that his silver-gray eyes were beautiful.

Ten years later, she used the same gesture to tell him that we are enemies.

Yes, it is the enemy.

Li Xun Huan's friends are the Lord's enemies.

Jing Wuming's eyes fell silent in an instant, so dark that no light could penetrate them, indifferent and heartless, more terrifying than the eyes of a dead person.

A Fei stood under a tree quietly.

Bo Yun passed by, turned his head in surprise: "A Fei, hide under the tree in rainy days, in case of thunder, do you want Nian An to marry a coke cousin?"

Ah Fei's facial muscles twitched imperceptibly. Fortunately, the weather was bad and the light was poor at night, so no one noticed.

"Why didn't you pull him over?" Ah Fei said.

"Pull it over? How can it be that easy?" Bo Yun smiled and shook his head: "If you stand too far away, you won't be able to see the expression on his face, but I can see it clearly. When I said I wanted him to leave with me, he Dazed and helpless, entangled, painful. Like the best sword, after ten years with Shangguan Jinhong, he probably can't leave that man anymore. Drop, this is Xiaojing today.When Bo Yun thought about it, he felt sad.

As for A Fei, he carefully recalled Jing Wuming's face, but he really couldn't imagine seeing any expression on that person's face. Although Nian An sometimes said that he was very expressionless, A Fei felt that he was still A little better than Jing Wuming.

"I really want to kill Shangguan Jinhong as soon as possible," Bo Yun was grinding his teeth, "Kill him, and Xiao Jing won't be so entangled in pain. Shangguan Jinhong is really not a fucking thing!"

The foul language exploded.

A Fei was silent.In fact, he wanted to say that his eyes were not that bad. He saw the scene where Bo Yun kissed Jing Wuming's eyes. Jing Wuming went with her, so he might agree.

Because it seems that Jing Wuming has no resistance to Bo Yun who treats him like that.

Just like sometimes Nian An treats herself...

Ah Fei suddenly accelerated the pace of going back, and swish swish actually used lightness kung fu.Bo Yun was leisurely walking in front of him in the rain, but was suddenly overtaken by A Fei. Bo Yun was stunned for a while, and suddenly became furious: "A Fei, who told you to run in front of my sister? Come back! You still run, you still run!"

Ah Fei ignored her and almost disappeared in a blink of an eye.

At this time, Bo Yun turned her head and took a look at the open space where she and Jing Wuming were talking, the sky was dark, and there was no one there, a slight sadness rose in her heart.

Different ways do not conspire with each other, and in this rivers and lakes, different ways are probably the precursors of bloody storms.

Xiao Jing, I hope you will not be soft-hearted when you see me next time.

Be soft, I'm afraid you will die.