blue wind

Behind the curtain, there is a warm spring scene.

Cocklebur looked very tired.He was curled up there with his back to Lang Ling, like a tired cat curled up between the beds to rest, with traces of love all over his body.

Lang Ling's demeanor was stern, eyes half closed, one hand was around the thin waist of the cocklebur, and the other hand was caressing the soft long hair of the cocklebur.

The room was quiet for a while.Suddenly, Langling said quietly: "Stay here."

The body of cocklebur froze slightly.

"What's so good about Gu Moling, why don't you come and be my Tingfeng Pavilion's person." Langling twisted a strand of hair and played with her fingertips, "Don't you like this kind of life?"

Xanthium paused for a long time, then slowly said: "Don't dare to hope."

So it's just that I don't dare, not that I don't want to?

Langling remained silent for a while before asking: "Do you have to go?"

Cocklebur gave a faint "hmm".

"That's a pity." Langling sighed, whispering in his ear, "Why do you believe that I will just let you go?"

Cocklebur doesn't believe it.

So the next moment, he suddenly exploded!

In the blink of an eye, he pushed Lang Ling away with an elbow, then turned his waist and exerted strength, and in the blink of an eye, he sat astride Lang Ling, a sharp piece of broken porcelain in his hand hit the target's fragile throat. "

"Believe it or not," Xanthium said slowly, "it doesn't matter."

Lang Ling lay on her back and looked at him.

The man's face was still flushed, his sweaty long hair still stuck to his neck and shoulders messily, he was panting heavily, his whole body was covered with bruises and purple marks that made people imagine, his whole body didn't know whether he was out of strength or still caught in the tide of emotion, It's trembling slightly now.

But his hands didn't shake.The piece of porcelain pressed against Lang Ling's throat without trembling at all, like a poisonous snake with a core, ready to take a bite at any time.

Being pressed under her body was such a threat, but Lang Ling didn't seem to panic.He even smiled.

"So, are you waiting for me here?"

Cocklebur didn't answer.This long-planned sneak attack almost exhausted what little energy he had left. He was panting so badly that he could only pass the broken porcelain in his hand forward like a knife.

"Hide it under the pillow." Lang Ling looked at him intently, and asked a question at the right time, "How did you bring it in?"

"In the sleeve." Xan'er didn't want to say more, but Lang Ling could guess a lot based on this one word.

Presumably Xanthium chose a more suitable piece of arc, a piece of broken porcelain that can be buckled on the arm, hid it in the sleeve and brought it into the bedroom, and then moved it under the pillow while he was going to get the medicine and bandage.

Then lure him into a fight, no matter whether it succeeds or not, it can make him relax his vigilance, and then catch the opportunity he wants.

What a perfect assassin.

Lang Ling lowered her eyes, trying to look at the piece of broken porcelain, but because of the angle, she could only see Xan'er's hand.He tried to lower his head, but as soon as he moved, the sharp tiles came closer, and the uneven edges pricked his skin with slight pain.

So he gave up the action, just smiled and said: "Okay, let me lose - what do you want?"

"Let me go." Cocklebur whispered, "You can't stop me."

He knew very well that Lang Ling didn't want to let him go, and he absolutely couldn't.No matter how high his lurking skills are, he can't hide from the hidden guards in the courtyard, let alone a martial arts master like Lang Ling, otherwise he would not have thought twice, and finally gave up sneaking away and chose such a A desperate way.

Lang Ling suppressed her smile and frowned slightly.

"You could have waited for a better time, why did you choose this time to do it?" His tone was a little light, "So eager to go back? ——But as far as I know, your mission time is very free."

Cocklebur remained silent.

His mission time is indeed free, Huayan is very generous in this regard, even if he does not return for a whole year for a mission goal, it is not a big deal.

There was only one exception—when the Lord called him, no matter where he was, he had to go back within five days.

How could he not hear the faint sullenness in Langling's words, but it has been three days now, so he had to leave.

Seeing his silence, Lang Ling knew his answer.

In fact, there is no reason to keep him, but there is still some reconciliation.

"You don't want to kill me, do you?" Lang Ling sighed softly.

"After all," Xanthium said softly, "Thanks for taking care of it."

"That's it." Lang Ling lowered her eyes and raised her hand suddenly!

He moved extremely fast, even though he was on guard, Xanthium was still pinched by his wrist.But Xanthium didn't react slowly, seeing that he couldn't break free, he used offense instead of defense, and leaped forward, intending to use his own weight to press the porcelain piece into Langling's throat.

It's a pity that he was thrown out the next moment, and was thrown on the bed with such force that he almost vomited a mouthful of blood.He still wanted to struggle, but Lang Ling turned over and pressed his hands firmly on top of his head, almost crushing his wrist bones.

In the blink of an eye, the situation was reversed, and Lang Ling restrained the disobedient guy under him, with a faint coldness in his eyes.

"Cocklebur," he murmured in that man's ear, "as a killer, why do you still retain such meaningless innocence?"

His tone was understated, his face was neither red nor out of breath, as if he had just experienced an insignificant farce.

However, Xanthium felt a warm liquid falling on the side of his neck, and at the same time, there was a blood-specific rusty smell in the air.

His blow was not ineffective.

The sharp edge of the porcelain piece cut the skin of Langling's neck, and if it was a little deeper, the ruptured aorta could send him to see Yan Luo.

It's a ruthless person to talk about pure kindness with him as if you can chat with him like this.

Lang Ling didn't care about the bleeding wound.In other words, this wound was expected by him, so there was no need to pay attention to it.

He just quietly looked at the cocklebur that was no longer struggling. After staring for a long time, he lowered his head and bit his light pink lips as if venting his anger.

Cocklebur couldn't escape if it wanted to, couldn't hide if it wanted to.Because of his resistance, Lang Ling even pinched his wrist with one hand and clasped the back of his head with the other, and asked for a kiss almost brutally.

He was forced to have no choice but to accept it, and the result was that he was kissed so badly that his eyes stared at him due to lack of oxygen.

In the end, Langling voluntarily gave up the aggressive attack, and let go of the cocklebur's lips, but did not let go of his pressed hand.Xanthium lay on his back on the bed, panting slightly, feeling a kind of numb peace in his heart.

From this point of view, if he does not die, he will not be able to escape the fate of being a prisoner for people to enjoy.

Lang Ling was right.Without the intention of killing, he lost from the beginning.

And the loser... shall bear the due price.

Lang Ling didn't care about Xanth's silence.He rested his neck on the cocklebur's neck for a while, then raised his head indifferently, let go of his hands, sat up, put on his clothes slowly, did not look at the bed, just stared at the night sky outside the house, and whispered : "Put on your clothes and let's go."

For a moment, Xanthium thought that he had an auditory hallucination.He turned over cautiously, and slowly retreated to the corner of the bed far away from Langling, huddled there, hesitating.

"Still leaving," Langling glanced at him, "Are you waiting for me to repent?"

Cocklebur still did not move.He asked in a hoarse voice: "Why...?"

"I promised to let you go in a month." Lang Ling stood up, "I promised and then backed out, I'm not so bad... At least not to you."

"Then you just..."

"It's not really teasing you, I have this plan." Lang Ling interrupted Xan'er's words, rather casually, "I knew you wouldn't answer, of course, it would be good if you agreed."

He turned his head sideways and saw that the cocklebur was still huddled there, he couldn't help sighing, picked up the navy blue robe, waved his hands to cover the cocklebur, and walked out.

Xanthium took the opportunity to touch the broken porcelain that had gone somewhere.But before he touched it, the sound of Lang Ling's returning footsteps came, and he immediately withdrew his hand, still huddling in the corner of the bed.

After a while Langling came in and handed Xanthium a set of underwear.

Xanthium took it, and didn't avoid Langling, she got it done in twos and twos, and sat upright on the edge of the bed with her robe on, looking very quiet and well-behaved.

"Let's go." Langling said.

Xanthium paused for a long while, seeing that Langling really had no intention of stopping him, then got out of bed, faced Langling, and carefully moved to the window step by step.

"Wait." Lang Ling suddenly stopped him.

Xanth's footsteps stopped, and he lowered his body abruptly, assuming an attacking posture.

However, he didn't wait for any attack, only heard a clear ringing sound and a friction sound, like a sharp knife falling to the ground, and slid close to his feet.

"Your dagger." Lang Ling said, "I return it to you."

Xanthium hesitated for a moment, then slowly squatted down, groping for the handle of the sharp knife.

It's his bat tooth.

There was a slight movement in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He just stood up straight, clenched his teeth tightly, took a deep "look" at Langling through the black cloth, and suddenly flipped back, and went straight out of the wide-open window.

Lang Ling kept looking at him, and when she saw him flipping out like this, she couldn't help being startled, she subconsciously took two steps forward, leaned on the railing and looked out, and saw the navy blue robe floating on the ground, so she didn't notice it breathed a sigh of relief.

It happened suddenly, and the hidden guards stepped forward to stop Xanthium.Langling tapped on the railing twice with her fingers, and when she attracted the attention of the people below, she yelled, "Let him go."

The hidden guard cupped his hands, retreated into the shadows and disappeared.Xanthium put away the dagger, turned back to glance at the attic, gave him a slight nod, and then ran up a few steps, pointing his toes, fluttering his sleeves, and flew across the courtyard wall like a big eagle, without looking back. leave.

Langling watched the figure of cocklebur disappear into the vast forest behind the courtyard in a few ups and downs.

He finally let the little bat go.

Maybe we won't see each other again in the future.

Lang Ling lowered her eyes, tapped the railing a few times with her fingertips unconsciously, clenched her fists tightly, and then gradually loosened them again.

Forget it, this kind of wild animal in the mountains and forests should not break its wings and be a bird in his cage because of his own selfish desires.

That would be untenable.

He probably thought about it, but he was still in a bad mood, but the corners of his lips curled up, and he turned and went back to the house.