blue wind

After watching the fireworks, they went to the more famous Yuelao Temple, but there were too many people in the temple, and there was no place to stay.Relying on her superb lightness skills, Langling squeezed in and snatched two red ropes that were said to have been blessed by Yuelao, wrote her and Xanthium's names on them, and tied them high on the peach tree that was used as a marriage tree. Then he backed out, took the cocklebur and went elsewhere.

Due to Xanthium's physical condition, Lang Ling did not take him around much after all.They played a few small games such as throwing pots and darts, and then they went back home.

Going to fashion is still the afterglow of the setting sun, but returning is already full of stars.After Xanth washed up, he went to bed with Lang Ling, and when he lay in that person's arms and listened to the continuous sound of fireworks outside the window, he really had a sense of reality of being part of the bustle.He listened attentively for a while, then rubbed himself in Langling's arms, and fell asleep peacefully.

In this way, cocklebur stayed in Tingfeng Pavilion until the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.His injuries gradually healed, but because the scattered internal force rolled back at the moment the gate of life was broken, it blocked his tendons, so now the internal force cannot be recovered for a long time.

That night, Lang Ling was using her own internal strength to gradually break away the blockage in the veins of the cocklebur.He tried many methods, and finally felt that this method was the most effective—up to now, the internal strength of Xanthium was indeed slowly recovering.

He knew that Xanthium's veins were fragile, so he proceeded with great care, but unexpectedly Xanthia's whole body trembled, he clutched the skirt of his chest, gasped for a few times, and the pain caused cold sweat to break out from his forehead.

Langling was startled, hurriedly stopped the transmission of internal energy, pulled him into her arms, and said worriedly: "What's going on, I didn't look like this before..."

His gaze fell on the hand of Xanthium anthurium tightly covering his heart, he suddenly understood a little bit, and said in a deep voice: "It's fate Gu? That guy is telling you to go back, right?"

The sharp pain in the heart came and went quickly, the cocklebur was relieved for a while, and then nodded to Langling.

Lang Ling's complexion immediately became ugly.But he also knew that it was the limit for that person to tolerate Xanthium staying with him for so long. If it wasn't for Xanthium's recovery, that guy would definitely call him back immediately.

So he didn't say anything, just leaned over and nibbled on the lips of Xanthium dissatisfied, and sighed: "If your lord is angry, avoid yourself, don't lean over to ask him to punish you, understand?"

On the other hand, Xanthium still seemed unwilling to leave, and said dawdly, "You can stay a little longer."

"Don't make trouble." Langling had already put on her clothes, picked up a lamp she bought at the temple fair, and looked at him with lowered eyes, "If he wants to punish you, I have no way of knowing, and I can't stop it. To reduce the possibility of him punishing you."

He said this quite unwillingly, as if he had bowed his head to Hua Yan.But there is no way, as long as the life of Xanthium is still in the hands of the other party, he will compromise for a day.

Cang Er understood Lang Ling's attitude, and knew that he was going to leave after all. Although it was not obvious on the surface, he was still a little unhappy after all.

Langling sighed, stroked his hair, and said softly: "It's okay, we will have many new years like this in the future, won't we?"

Cocklebur gave a low "hmm".

"Let's go, I'll take you out." Lang Ling smoothly put the cloak on Xan'er, and gave him another lamp.

This lamp is a pair with the lamp in his hand, both are round lanterns embroidered with auspicious clouds in gold thread, one blue and one purple, the candles are lit and swaying in the hazy gauze.

Langling silently sent the cocklebur out the door.

Outside the door, the wind was howling and the snow was rushing, and the ground was covered with a vast expanse of white, covering up all traces, looking very pure and flawless.Cang'er carried the lantern, stood out the door, turned back to look at Langling, moved his lips, and finally said: "This lamp...just stay here."

"Carry it." Langling said softly: "Your internal strength has not yet fully recovered, and you are going to travel at night again. It is good to carry this lamp to prevent others from bumping into you."

Cocklebur was silent.He lowered his head, took a few steps outside, stopped, and turned to look at Langling again.

Lang Ling didn't follow him out, but stood at the door, holding a dim yellow lamp flickering in the wind and snow, and said with a sense of loss, "Go ahead."

This scene suddenly coincided with the history of a long, long time ago, and Cang'er vaguely remembered the first time he left Tingfeng Pavilion, that person also whispered to him: "Let's go."

Xan'er tightened the big cloak, took a few steps forward, turned back again, and looked at Langling silently.

He didn't know why, but suddenly there was a strong uneasiness in his heart, as if something was about to happen after he left.

But Langling just thought it was his reluctance, so she said softly, "Let's go."

The lamp in his hand dangled and dangled in the wind and snow, but it was always lit with a little warm yellow light.That light also enveloped the attic behind Lang Ling, as if a warm world had been separated from the wind and snow, and despite the turbulent waves outside, it remained motionless like a mountain.

Xanthium stood in the wind and snow, although he couldn't see the candlelight, he seemed to be able to feel the coveted temperature.He felt a little cold, so he silently fastened the cloak a little tighter, and buried his face in the long fox fur to resist the cold wind outside.

Because of Lang Ling's existence, he felt a little comfort in his heart.

Maybe it's just that I feel wrong.With Lang Ling around, no matter how bad things are, she is not afraid.

"The snowstorm is coming." Lang Ling reminded him seeing that he was still standing.

Xanthium took a deep look at Langling, turned around, and walked slowly into the depths of the wind and snow.

Langling looked at him from a distance, seeing him hesitantly take a few steps, then stop, look back, walk forward again, stop and look back, and so on, until he stopped tens of meters later, and finally looked back. After a glance, after all, he no longer hesitated, and his back quickly disappeared into the vast snowy night.

Lang Ling watched the cocklebur go away.Beside him, An Xiao showed his figure, and said respectfully: "My lord, the Songbian faction has already started to attack."

"En." Langling responded lightly.

He had never stayed in one place too much before, but this time he stayed in Xiyang City for nearly two months due to the injury of the cocklebur, and after all, someone with a heart got some clues.Together with this chaos, his surroundings immediately became a dangerous place again.If not, even if he was in a hurry, he would never have urged Xan'er to leave at night.

I just hope everything goes well with him.

……

Cang'er has a keen mind, and already faintly sensed Lang Ling's intention to drive him away, so he wisely didn't stay any longer, but left silently.Because less than [-]% of his internal strength had recovered, it was already the afternoon of the second day when he rushed back to Gu Mo Ridge, and by the time he went up the mountain, the sun had already set to the west.

As soon as he reached the top of the mountain, someone came up to meet him anxiously: "Master Zuo Dharma Protector, the Lord of the Mountain tells you to go see him immediately!"

Cocklebur was slightly taken aback.

His residence is not far from Huayan, and most of the time he came back to the temple to report to Huayan, so in the past, that person would never ask anyone to call him, he would just lazily tease the spiders and so on. He comes by himself.This time, I don't know what happened, which made his master rush to find him in such a hurry.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man who came to call him was sweating profusely, lowered his voice and said, "Oh, Lord Guardian Zuo, go quickly! I know that the Lord of the Ridge has always trusted you the most, but this time it's different. , before you came back, the lord made a big fuss, the corpses of those who pissed off the lord are still hot! You better hurry up!"

Some bad premonitions surged up in Xanth's heart again, like rolling black clouds.He hesitated for a while, then handed over the lantern in his hand and the fox fur cloak he was wearing to the man, and said coldly: "Put it in my room, if you lose it..."

He didn't finish speaking, but the man had already understood the unfinished meaning of his words, immediately felt a chill down his spine, and hurriedly nodded.

Xanthium stared at him again, then took a step and hurried to the main hall.

As soon as he stepped into the palace gate, he was shocked by the invisible dignified atmosphere.He didn't dare to raise his head, so he just lifted his clothes and knelt down, knocked his forehead on the stone slab, and said in a low voice, "Your subordinates are referring to the lord, what is the lord's order?"

The person above was silent for a while, and then said quietly: "I'm back."

Xanthium was at a loss, and could only respond: "Yes."

He didn't dare to raise his head, so he couldn't see Hua Yan's expression clearly, he could only hear the first rustle of sleeves rubbing against each other, followed by footsteps getting closer.The sound of footsteps coming down the steps slowly circled around him like a knock on his heart.

Cocklebur froze in place.Fear rose from his heart and turned into a cold that could freeze people.

"Little bat," Hua Yan's voice rang leisurely above his head, "It's been more than ten years. When you first came, you were still such a small one, but now it's so big."

His bestial instincts were warning him.He knelt on the ground, his clothes gradually soaked in cold sweat.

"Don't be nervous." Hua Yan walked around and returned to his seat, crossing his fingers and resting his chin, his eyes were far away, as if he was looking at something, but he didn't seem to see anything, "What do you think of Gu Mo Ridge? "

Cocklebur didn't dare to answer casually.He didn't know what answer Hua Yan expected to hear, so he could only respond in silence.

And Huayan didn't care about his silence.

"What a taciturn character." He muttered, smiled again, and continued on his own, "I know that Gu Mo Ridge is not a good place, it's deserted, birds don't shit, and the ground is full of poisonous insects —A lot of people say that, right? I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for..."

Xanthium remained silent, not understanding the meaning of what he mentioned.

"Every time I sit here, I always feel that this place is like a prison." Hua Yan murmured, "Your life is in my hands, and mine is in the hands of this land—who? There is no escape from this prison."

As Hua Yan spoke, he didn't know what to think of, so he also fell silent.He was absent-minded for a moment, and when he spoke again, he changed the subject: "Do you want to be free, little bat?"

free?

Cocklebur raised his head blankly.

"The fate Gu was given to you for the purpose of detoxification. At the beginning, I asked you if you wanted to detoxify it, but you refused." Hua Yan said softly, "What about now? If I ask you now, do you want to get rid of this control over your life? Is it a thing, would you say you want it?"

This time the cocklebur understood.His hands slowly clenched into fists, and his nails scratched the ground softly.

After a long, deathly silence, he spoke and said softly, "Yes."

"As expected you will." Hua Yan leaned back on the chair back and murmured, "As expected you will."

Xanthium is actually a person who doesn't like change very much. He used to think like an ostrich that running on both sides of Gumo Ridge and Tingfeng Pavilion is not bad.But now, when the words were really spoken, he felt a little more relieved, knelt on the ground, and respectfully kowtowed: "May the lord allow it."

"Forget it." Hua Yan said slowly, "Then you can do me another favor, and I will detoxify you after it is done."

Xanthium subconsciously kowtowed again: "Please tell me, Lord."

Hua Yan sat up straight, and after a moment, said coldly: "Kill Lang Ling."

Cocklebur raised his head abruptly.

The whisper was like the whisper of a devil, echoing in his ears: "Kill Langling. Kill him, and I will give you back your freedom."

The author has something to say: Huayan's inner os: ahhh, I have sharpened the knife for ten years, and I have raised the cub for ten years!Lang Ling, you pig who loves cabbage, I want you to die! ! !