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Zhao Shitu also heard the sound of the keel breaking. At that moment, the strings in his brain also broke, and the palm of his hand became extremely cold in an instant.

His hands were still on Shangguan Qing's body, he began to struggle violently, pushing away the shoulders of the man in his arms, trying to break free.

Shangguanqing didn't let him succeed, instead he used even more strength to hold him, Yingyuan's wings shook violently in the turbulent wind, and it was about to overturn.Zhao Shitu finally had no choice but to close his eyes tightly.

The next moment, he fell heavily to the ground.

He slammed into the ground firmly, and rolled aside involuntarily.But he didn't feel much pain, because the moment he hit the ground, he hit the opponent's body first, not the hard ground.

There was an empty space around him suddenly, and it was still dark in front of his eyes. He got up, groped around, and said anxiously: "Shangguan! Shangguan love! Are you okay!"

"I'm fine." A familiar voice sounded behind him.

The tone was as calm as ever, and there was no sign of injury. Even if there was, it was firmly locked between the lips and teeth by the owner of the voice, and he would never reveal half a word.

Zhao Shitu turned his head and saw that Shangguanqing was sitting up with his arms propped up. He was in good health, and the light in his eyes was still bright. His thumping chest finally calmed down.

He looked around in his gradually clear vision. They fell into a wide mountain stream. The ground below them was not rocks, but soft ground. There was water in the soil, but now it was frozen into ice balls, exuding a biting cold air.The eagle kite they were riding on was completely destroyed. Not only was the keel broken in two from the center, but the wood on the two wings was also broken and scattered around.

Shangguan Qing was still looking at those fragments.He frowned and said, "Fortunately, it was dirt, not rock."

Zhao Shitu shuddered violently, rushed to him, bent down, grabbed his collar, and shouted: "It's okay? You almost fell yourself to death! I told you to let go of me, why didn't you listen!"

Shangguan Qing raised his head and looked at him blankly.

Zhao Shitu went on to say: "It is much safer for two people to fall to the ground one after the other in preparation. Could it be that you don't believe me? You are too conceited. You are not the only one who can be a hero!"

Shangguanqing was a little dazed, and after he finished talking, he lowered his head and said, "You're right, but I don't want to be a hero."

"You..." Zhao Shitu was startled for a moment, and quickly let go of Shangguanqing's collar.He vaguely guessed what he would hear next, and felt somewhat involuntarily timid because of it.

He withdrew a little from the opponent, cast his gaze into the distance, and tried to straighten his knees and stand up again.

Before gaining a foothold, his wrist was grabbed by the opponent.

Shangguan Qing held him tightly with the strength she had just exerted in the air, and said firmly, "I just don't want to let go."

Zhao Shitu slipped, was dragged off balance, and fell firmly into Shangguanqing's arms.

He was sullen in his chest, anxious and annoyed, and desperately wanted to break free.

However, the person in his arms buried his head in the socket of his shoulder, and sprinkled his hot breath on his back.

Shangguanqing was even more flustered than he was, sitting stiffly on the spot, leaning on Zhao Shitu's shoulder, tightening his arms recklessly.

His breathing was rapid, and the voice that came out of his mouth was even more rapid, like a gust of wind and rain in August.

Zhao Shitu stopped struggling, because he heard those fragmentary words clearly, and repeated them repeatedly, with a trembling intention, spinning between his teeth, and kept hitting his eardrum.

Those words are all his names.

Shangguan Qing was calling his name.

He could no longer struggle.It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he didn't want to. He suddenly understood why Shangguan Qing wanted to hold onto him tightly just now when he was in the air.

It's not out of arrogance or mistrust, it's just a subconscious reaction. Because I don't want to let go, I instinctively hugged tightly, for fear that if I relax for a while, I will miss it again and regret it forever.

Either unwilling or unable, the so-called emotion is just such a simple thing.

It seems that the stars in the sky are falling into the pool, and a tree of pear blossoms is spread in front of the hall.Where the thread of love touches, it is the most clear and clear mind in the world, and it will inevitably be wrinkled and full of ripples.

Zhao Shitu stroked Shangguan Qing's hair, and said softly: "Why did you suddenly appear? I thought you already..."

Still resting on his shoulder, Shangguan replied, "I did almost die."

The movements of Zhao Shitu's hands stopped abruptly, and he said in a stiff voice, "What happened that day? Did you win the horse's head cut? He cut off the rope bridge?"

Shangguan Qing shook his head lightly and said, "It was cut off by me."

When he shook his head, the hair scattered on Zhao Shitu's shoulders got into Zhao Shitu's neck, which was as sharp as a needle prick. The latter withdrew from the hug and retreated a little, still holding his shoulders with both hands, and asked: "Are you Are you going to die alone?"

Shangguanqing raised his eyes, met the other party's gaze, and said slowly: "I wrestled with Ma Touzhan to the edge of the cliff, and he insisted on forcing me out of my madness. I wanted to die with him while my mind was still alive. It was the best way..."

Zhao Shitu interrupted him and said, "This method is not good at all."

Shangguan was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly, and changed his words: "This is the only way."

He finally told the truth.Zhao Shitu still stared at him firmly, and saw an unshakable determination in his tightly pursed lips.

Rather than going mad and hurting others, he would rather choose to die.

Even if he chooses again, he will make the same decision without hesitation.

How could Zhao Shitu not understand, he could only sigh and let go of his shoulders.

Shangguanqing was stunned for a moment, and immediately added: "Anyway, I didn't get what I wanted. My knife pierced his body, but I survived by luck. Not only that, but I also found a secret book of Rakshasa kung fu on him. , it’s the real thing, not a fake, so I’m not dead, I’m still alive and well, so you don’t have to think about it…”

He is not good at arguing, so his wording is confusing and his sentences don't convey his ideas.

Zhao Shitu completely ignored his panic, and continued to torture him with scolding eyes: "I haven't forgiven you yet."

Shangguanqing was speechless, he opened and closed his lips several times, but in the end he just blinked.

Above the dome, there were stars like wild, and when he blinked, the starlight also fell in his eyes.

The starlight of the entire sky gathered in the depths of those black eyes.

Zhao Shitu wanted to turn away, but Shangguanqing leaned forward in front of him, stared at him solemnly, and said word by word: "I'm sorry."

Zhao Shitu had nowhere to hide.

Such a pair of starry eyes are clean and vivid, unless you don't look at them, once you take a look, you can't move them away.

Zhao Shitu couldn't move his eyes away. He knew that Shangguanqing was such a stubborn person, but he couldn't do anything about it.

He recalled in a daze how he fell in love with this person. After countless plots and intrigues, he was even more fascinated by the unique and pure qualities of this person, but he had nothing to do with this purity.

He raised his hand, and with trembling fingers, slowly stroked the cheek that was close at hand.

Delicate lines were printed on the tips of his fingers, and the sparse stubble stung his palms.

He sighed between his teeth and asked softly, "What should I do with you?"

Shangguan looked at him blankly, with a bit of bewilderment in his eyes, a bit of aggrieved, with a dreamy expression, he stretched out his hand again, and pulled him into his arms.

Shangguan Qing's actions were not as tough as before, but instead seemed to be asking for comfort, she pressed the tip of her nose against the other's forehead and rubbed gently.

He said softly, "I'm finally back."

Zhao Shitu nodded.

He added, "Don't leave me again."

His tone was almost pleading, meltingly gentle.He let go of his fist, wrapped his palm around the hand of the person in his arms, rubbed his five fingers on the back of the hand, finally closed his eyes, put his lips against the other's cheek, and moved down gropingly.

The breath he exhaled sprinkled on Zhao Shitu's face, hot and flustered.

A resolute and strong man, lingering in his lover's arms, asks for a kiss like a child.

Zhao Shitu didn't respond to him, instead he made up his mind and pushed him away abruptly.