Dreams in Paradise

Xia Jincheng gradually closed the situation again.

Liushui and Hualuo still practice sword together every morning.The swordsmanship taught by the master, Luohongjian, Baixinjian, and their unfinished combination of two swords.

Those dozens of yellowed and moth-eaten sword books were about to be torn apart by them.

After practicing swords that day, Liu Shui carried a pile of sword manuals to the study room, spread out paper, dipped pen and ink thickly, and re-transcribed these sword manuals one by one.

Hualuo collected a lot of new sword manuals and sat in the study to look through them.

The two talked a few words from time to time, and sometimes they had too many thoughts, and when it came to arousal, it was like a river going straight down, day and night.

Wang Huohuo committed a crime, and after waiting for three days and three nights, he flew into Xiajin City in the dead of night.

Caiwei has always been heavily guarded, and Cheng Caicai quickly saw a passing figure and chased after her.However, Wang Huohuo's colorful cloud chasing the moon was perfect, and Cheng Caicai lost it after a stick of incense. She raised a bamboo flute and blew three short notes, and the whole city searched for him.

Wang Huohuo flitted past in the shadow of countless fiery red lanterns, his heart was on fire, nervous and excited.He came to the legendary Ye Wang and was chased by the top killers in the rivers and lakes. He felt extremely excited when he thought about it.

He ran around in Xiajin City, neither knowing the real names of Liushui and Hualuo, nor where they came from.But these days, he was treated very considerately, and he knew it well, and he was looking for the tall and luxurious-looking courtyard with all his heart.

He didn't know why he had to see them, but if he didn't see them, he would toss and turn and couldn't let go.

Xiajincheng is covered by red lights everywhere, and the darkness is filled with warm red haze, which is indescribably charming.

Xia Jincheng is too big, he has to find people and avoid them, even if there are colorful clouds chasing the moon, it is very hard.

Wang Huohuo decided to find a secluded place to rest.

Finding a place with no lights, Wang Huohuo heard the movement in the building, but he didn't know whether there was anyone or no one, and if there was anyone, he should have fallen asleep.He leaned against a pillar at the corner of the porch and sat panting.

There was no one around, and those who chased him didn't know where they went.After being chased for most of the night and not being chased, he felt a little proud.

Suddenly, someone patted on the shoulder, and Wang Huohuo was still elated. He turned his head to look, and immediately screamed and ran, shouting as he ran, "Ghost! There is a ghost! Help!"

He didn't dare to turn back, he went straight to the brightly lit place, and he didn't care about the people chasing him coming from all directions and covering a large area in darkness.

He swept from one bank of the Yanshui River to the other bank, and plunged into the brightly lit red silk palace.

The pursuers stopped their steps immediately, and Cheng Weiwei and Cheng Caicai stood at the entrance of the Hongxiu Palace together, reported their names, and told Ziluo the reason who opened the door.

Ziluo put the two of them in, and hurried to the study to report.

The Red Silk Hall was too big, and Wang Huohuo felt a little bit in his heart when he saw that no one was chasing after him. He was not afraid of being discovered, so he only went to the brightly lit place.

Seeing the red lights, there are two familiar figures under the moon in front of the window.

The fear in Wang Huohuo's heart disappeared completely, he didn't care about the consequences, he rushed to the window excitedly and broke through the window.

Ziluo had already come to report, and Liushui took the sword to wait and see, but it was Wang Huohuo who was smiling all over his face.

He put his sword back into its sheath, "You have regrets in Huamanlou's heart if you were not stripped naked. After chasing after thousands of miles, you still chose a broken window to enter. If you are so persistent, should I be beautiful as an adult? Tomorrow morning Then hang you on the Yanshui River for people to see."

Wang Huohuo was originally eager to see people, but now seeing the two of them right in front of him, he didn't know what to say, and just kept giggling.

Hualuo didn't have much to say with him, but still took the sword manual and read it slowly.

Liu Shui said: "Since we are here, we will stay for two days. In the middle of the night, I will have someone take you to the guest room to rest."

Wang Huohuo blinked, "Aren't you driving me out?"

Liu Shui said: "How have I ever overtaken you? Let's talk tomorrow if we have something to say."

Ziluo knocked on the door and came in, "Master?"

Liu Shui said: "Treat the distinguished guest well, and take him to the guest building to rest."

Wang Huohuo looked at the two of them pitifully, Liu Shui nodded to him, "Go, see you tomorrow."

The Red Silk Hall was quiet again.

Liu Shui took the book in his hand, "Let's go to rest too."

Hualuo was led by him to the bedroom.

The red gauze tent was lowered, the brocade quilt was covered, and the two hugged each other and lay on the bed.

Hua Luo said: "Since you've come in, treat him well, and he will leave when he sees enough."

Liu Shui nodded, and rubbed against his arms again, "Yeah."

Some grievances.

Hualuo knew that he wanted to meet the source in his heart, and knew that he was hurt by those people in the past.His transparent glazed heart was once held so generously in front of others, but now it is carefully put away.

It is so wronged, so depressed.

That airy and flowing young master, that fearless young master, just grew up like this.

Hualuo gently caressed his finger with red flowers on his heart, "I will hold this heart in your palm forever, on the apex of it."

Liu Shui finally raised his buried head and looked at him deeply.

Hualuo looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I will always hold it, cherish it, and protect it."

Liu Shui's eyes were clouded, "...Hua Luo, am I really wrong?"

Hualuo held his tear-filled face, gently kissed away the bitterness in his heart, "No."

Liu Shui whispered: "Hua Luo, I'm scared..."

Hualuo hugged him tightly with one hand, wiped his tears with the other hand, and said softly: "I will accompany you, I will protect you, and I will guard you."

In the heart of Liushui is a bright moon of Xiaocang Mountain, Hualuo is willing to be the tree that guards the moon, always watching him, guarding him, protecting him well.

That night, Liu Shui cried very sadly.These years, these people, many things that have happened, made him almost lose sight of the moon in his heart.

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The next day was Hualuo's host, Wang Huohuo, but Liu Shui didn't come out to see him.

Hualuo didn't talk much, Wang Huohuo kept asking questions all by himself, and he only answered with a few simple words, and sometimes he simply let Ziluo talk to Wang Huohuo.

Wang Huohuo looked up suddenly while eating, "I saw a black-clothed and black-faced ghost last night, what the hell is that! I was so scared that I broke out in a cold sweat all night."

Zi Luo tried not to smile, seeing Hua Luo's reluctance to talk to her, she took the initiative to say: "Young Master Wang, we haven't seen it before, so we don't know. I'm afraid it's because you haven't been to Xia Jincheng, it's just bullying you."

Wang Huohuo's eyes widened, "What! The ghosts here are also bullying! You are too domineering. We at Yunding Mountain have never been bullying. Tsk! Yewang is so powerful that even ghosts bully people."

After finishing speaking, his eyes fell outside the main hall, and the black-clothed and black-faced "ghost" was floating happily back and forth.Wang Huohuo jumped up all of a sudden, "That's it, oh my god! You dare to come out to scare people in broad daylight! Help!"

He was so frightened that he ran around and hid in the flower hall.

Hualuo saw the "ghost" floating around outside the window, and said, "Since you like him, come in and accompany him, I'm going back to my room."

Wang Huohuo said: "What is it! Don't let him in, don't leave!"

Hualuo had already gone out, Ziluo forced her face to be serious, stopped him, and said: "My lord, my master is weak and can't see this. Don't be afraid, it likes you, it's just teasing you!"

Wang Huohuo's face turned red with anger, "Whoever wants it to like it, let it go out!"

Ziluo said: "This Ziluo can't be in charge, it depends on its happiness."

The black-faced "ghost" is happy!Floating circles around the flower hall.

Wang Huohuo fled out in a hurry, and ran around Xiajincheng all over the city.

The running water is leaning on the couch to bask in the sun, and I see one big and one small, one black and one white, circling around Xiajin City, the runners are yelling and screaming, and the chasing "ghosts" are smiling. It's fun.

He laughed, and said to Hualuo: "Why is your master still so interested?"

Hua Luo said casually: "He always loves to play, and now I have caught him a fun new trick, he must make the best use of everything and people to play it thoroughly before giving up."

Liu Shui said: "Pity the sixth son of the Wang family, he was so frightened that he developed his skills, and the colorful clouds chasing the moon make him walk like riding the wind."

Hua Luo said: "It happens that he can't be idle, let Master tease him and we can be quiet and quiet."

Liu Shui looked at the man running back and forth, "Hua Luo, have you seen what Bai Bing looks like? You can't tell his age just by his voice."

Hua Luo asked without answering, "Do you know why he wears this black mask?"

Liu Shui rolled his eyes when he saw his mysterious and restrained smile, "Could it be that he is too good-looking to be chased by Senior Feng?"

Hua Luo said: "Exactly. He is chasing Wang Huohuo now, and seeing Wang Huohuo running away in fright is the same as seeing himself being chased by Feng Xiaoman and fleeing. He is here to make up for what he has suffered all these years." What a pity!"

Liu Shui laughed loudly, "Bai Bing is really a miraculous person."

Hua Luo said: "Master is not very old, and he is only in his thirties now. Feng Xiaoman is ten years older than him. When he was young, he was the owner of the Cangfeng Pavilion, the proud daughter of heaven, arrogant and arrogant. Domineering, trying all kinds of horrible tricks in order to catch up with Master. Master has been harassing him so much, hiding from her all these years is really worse than death, very pitiful. Let him vent."

Liu Shui said: "It sounds very pitiful. If someone you don't like chases you every day, it is really a miserable thing. I'm full of grievances. I really don't know what kind of accidental mistake this is."

Hualuo leisurely fiddled with the red flowers on the window sill, "Master like him, except for staying far away, never interacting with each other forever, only Senior Feng can figure it out one day and stop pestering him, so that he can be quiet. I reckon, Master has also suffered from heart disease these years, so the black mask has never been taken off in front of people."

He pointed to his silver mask, "People like me don't want to show their true face to others, and it will only increase trouble if people recognize it. But Master has never been like this. He has never been afraid of enemies coming to his door, grievances in Jianghu. His That face was white and flawless, as beautiful as the clear spring flowing from Xiaocang Mountain, and many girls were fascinated by him. I heard from those people that Master used to love to show off his face, but now he no longer wants to be seen by others, nor I don’t want to mention it any more.”

Liu Shui looked at the two people who were still chasing after each other, Wang Huohuo suddenly stopped, approached Bai Bing instead of fleeing, and reached out to take off his mask.

Bai Bing was chasing with great interest, but was caught off guard by his sudden opposite.

Between the hands, the wind passed without a trace, Wang Huohuo held the black mask in the palm of his hand, and his hair passed through, revealing a face that seemed like a dream.

It is as pure as glass, bright as a clear spring, bright as a wind and bright moon, as dreamlike as an illusion.

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