blue wind

Cocklebur's face turned pale.

He didn't even know how he answered "yes" stiffly, and then drifted into his room like a wandering ghost.When he came back to his senses, he was already sitting on the only chair in the room, in a daze for an unknown amount of time.

He froze for a moment, then changed his face suddenly, and hurriedly groped around.

Fortunately, the fox fur was placed on the bedside, and the lantern was placed on the table, and nothing was missing.

Xanthium heaved a sigh of relief, but for some reason, he hesitated for a while, and lit the candle in the lantern anyway.

The light shines through the tulle, although it is dim, it also brings a lot of warmth.Xanthium put his hands outside the gauze layer, and finally felt the warmth melt away the biting cold all over his body.

It's a pity that he forgot that this is the Gu Mo Ridge where poisonous insects are everywhere, and insects can fall on the head wherever you walk.Candles can not only bring light and warmth to humans, but also attract flying insects. People in Gu Moling never light lamps at night, precisely because of this.

As the only light in the huge mountains, groups of moths and insects soon gathered.They flew over window frames and thresholds, looking for all possible gaps, and rushed towards the dancing candle flames like a pilgrimage, even if their wings were completely burnt.

Cocklebur's ears are full of the sound of moths flapping their wings.He had already stood up to drive them away, but there were too many moths, and he was unable to use his internal strength outwards, so many of them bypassed him, flew in from the gap between the upper and lower sides of the lantern, and rushed towards the candle flame without fear of death.

Another moth blazed into a ball of fire on the candle.It hit the tulle wrapped around the lantern, and instantly extinguished into a charred black corpse, but the fire on its body fell on the outer wall, igniting the dry gauze.

Slowly, the whole lantern burned up.Still later, it lit the wooden table.

The burning "cracking" sound suddenly amplified several times, and thick black smoke began to escape outward.When Xanthium realized what had happened, his instinct made him want to run away.

His previous experiences had engraved his fear of flames into his bone marrow.

But he soon remembered that the lantern Lang Ling bought for him was still there.

In fact, the fire was so big that ordinary people should know that the lantern must have burned out. If he still wanted to save something, he should take the fox fur away and find water to put out the fire.

But at that moment, cocklebur so anxiously... stretched out his hand into the fire.

It was as if what was burnt up in the blazing heat was not a three-five-dollar lantern, but some unparalleled treasure in the world.

……

Gu Mo Ridge is flooded.

However, the fire was not serious, because the courtyard where the fire started was originally a Taoist temple built with stones, but the pitiful wooden furniture inside were all burned down.

While Hua Yan directed people to put out the fire, he glanced at the cocklebur who was holding a fox fur that was blackened by him and was dazed beside him since he pulled him out of the fire.

His eyes fell on the fox fur in Xan'er's arms, and various complex emotions such as sadness, ridicule, and nostalgia flashed in his eyes, and finally settled into an indescribable pity, which seemed to be directed at Xan'er, but also It seems to be facing myself.

"Did he give it to you?" he whispered.

Cocklebur raised his head blankly.

"It's okay." Hua Yan's expression returned to casualness in an instant, "You can go to another room to rest, there are not many other things here, only the house."

Xanthium was in a trance, and walked away.

Hua Yan said calmly behind him: "Don't forget the mission."

Cocklebur froze in place, and after a while, replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Hua Yan nodded dispensably, and let him go.

The others who were called to put out the fire looked fearfully and whispered.

"Oh my god, how dare Guardian Zuo just leave like this, Master Ridge seems to be in a bad mood..."

"Hey, who doesn't know, Master Ridge is the one who favors Protector Zuo the most, what is such a trivial matter?"

"Heh." A person sneered, "Who knows how he won the favor? That guy always lives in the same yard as Lord Ridge, maybe..."

The person who said this was the newly-appointed Protector Right. That person's half-length hair hung down to cover half of his face, and the whole person almost had gloom written on his face.The others exchanged glances and shut their mouths one after another, but only they knew what they were thinking in their hearts.

At this moment, Hua Yan reprimanded lightly: "What are you looking at, who wants to go to the ice prison?"

He spoke lightly, but the others all showed expressions of fear, and they didn't dare to speak anymore.

Xanthium stumbled to find an empty room, pushed the door and broke in without looking, closed the door, and leaned on the door frame in a daze.After a while,

He looked down at the fox fur in his arms, slowly raised his hand, and wiped away the dust he touched.

Free.

But without Lang Ling, he is free, where is his shelter?

He already knew it very well in his heart, Hua Yan must have known about him and Lang Ling by saying this.In his heart, his master is as powerful as Lang Ling, so it's not surprising that he can deduce it from the clues, but...

His Master was forcing him to make a choice.

Xanth slowly clenched the fox fur in his hand.

He had lived in Gu Mo Ridge for more than ten years, and once thought that this was his destination.

But now, something has changed.

He silently made up his mind in his heart, dragged his tired body to the bed in the room, hugged the warm fox fur, curled up and fell asleep.

He didn't notice at all, since he and Hua Yan were the only two people living in this courtyard, why would there be such bedding as a bed in an empty room he randomly chose.

After an unknown amount of time, the door of the room was quietly pushed open.The iconic fiery red shirt fluttered in silently, standing in front of the cocklebur bed, staring at the person on the bed for a long time.

Xanthium seemed to feel something in his sleep, rubbed the fox fur restlessly, and buried his face in the long fox fur.

Hua Yan saw that the tip of the fox fur under his eyes was shining with a little silvery luster under the moonlight, as if it was stained with some kind of water stain.

He gave a "tsk" in his heart.

"You love him and trust him." Hua Yan murmured, "But is he? Even if he is now, will he always be?"

The murmured voice startled the cocklebur.He suddenly raised his head from the fox fur, but there was no one in the room.

Xanthium tilted her head in doubt, and it could only be attributed to the fact that she was too worried and had auditory hallucinations today.It was just such an interruption that he no longer felt sleepy, so he just sat there for a whole night.

Early the next morning, he went down the mountain.Not long after he crossed the venomous road, a shadow followed furtively.

Hua Yan, who was sitting on the top of the tree surrounded by insects and snakes, could see clearly, but he just sneered disdainfully.

His right protector, why are they all such childish fools?Do you think that guy can't kill a bastard like you now that he looks like a weak and sick beauty?Then what is the number one killer in Jianghu, the sharp blade of Gu Mo Ridge?What's more, Lang Ling is not a good match.

He just watched the two go away with a glint in his eyes.A dark green snake climbed up his arm, wrapped around his neck, and whispered to him affectionately, but he just sat there, as if he was just a branch growing from a tree.

After walking for a while, Xanth realized that someone was following him.

In fact, it's not impossible to deal with that person, but it will take a lot of work, and Xan'er is in a hurry to see Langling, so naturally he is not in the mood to deal with him, and just uses the terrain to easily get rid of him.

After realizing that he had lost someone after chasing him, the right protector of Gu Mo Ridge angrily kicked onto the tree.But soon, he looked at the bright white bug resting in his palm, and smiled sinisterly again.

So what, as long as there is this soul chasing Gu, he will be able to find that guy after all.

At this time, Xanthium was pinching another white bug, hesitating whether to pinch it to death.In the end, he still decided to take it to Lang Ling to have a look. If Lang Ling had no other arrangements, he would crush it to death; if he could catch one or two valuable people, he would keep it for now.

Thinking of this, he put the little white bug in a porcelain vase and carefully put it away.

Further forward is Xiyang City.Xanthium nimbly jumped onto a tree, and after looking into the distance for a while, the brightly lit attic seemed to reappear in his mind, and every beam and column was very clear.

At this point, he felt a little cowardly again, and he didn't dare to go forward, wondering if Lang Ling would be angry because of his decision.

... Probably not, that person has always been good-tempered towards him.

Moreover, in the future there will be better people who can stand beside that person openly.

He jumped down from the tree and glides for a while with light work before landing on the ground.Passing through the entire forest, he bypassed Xiyang City and directly entered the courtyard of Tingfeng Pavilion from the back mountain.

There are no traps here, and Langling is eager for him to come more, and never sends anyone to stop him, so every time Xanthium walks from here is very smooth, so smooth that he often forgets that this is not someone to watch The back garden of the house.

Unexpectedly, he had just climbed over the wall this time, and as soon as he landed, there was a sword light coming straight to his heart.That sword light was as lonely as the moon and snow, like a fleeting silhouette of a lone bird, so fast that it was unstoppable.

Cocklebur stopped.It's not that he doesn't want to hide, but that in the blink of an eye, he already has a plan in mind.

Can't escape.No matter what, you can't escape.

Is his life going to end here?Didn't he bleed to death in a certain mission, didn't he spend the rest of his life locked in a dark ice prison, but did he want to die here, in Tingfeng Pavilion?

At that moment, a little sadness and regret welled up in his heart, and he felt a little relieved.

The blade is imminent.The howling wind blew all his long hair back, and before the metal sword tip reached, the external internal force was already cutting cracks in his robe.

In a daze, Cang'er heard the man who drew the sword softly "Huh", as if he was surprised by something.Afterwards, the force on the blade weakened, but obviously it could no longer be retracted, so it could only deflect to one side as much as possible.

Cocklebur quickly re-judged.

Still can't avoid it, but can already avoid the vital point.

It just goes through his shoulders.

Xanthium tried its best to turn its body under the sword light, and was ready to face the pain.

However, at this critical moment, a fan suddenly flew from the slanting stab, and hit the blade heavily!

At the same time, a familiar voice yelled, "Stop!"

The author has something to say: Lang Ling: Why do I always appear at the critical moment?

Author: Ah, ah, the plot needs it! (top the lid and run)