[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

From the moment Zhang Zhongqian saw the bamboo, he felt relieved. He was not completely sure that the bamboo would come, but he couldn't show it. He sat motionless, holding a teacup in his hand, like Like someone who didn't notice, there was an inexplicable smile on his lips.

In contrast, Zhu Zi's complexion was not good: "Where are people?"

Of course Zhang Zhongqian knew who Zhuzi was referring to, but he was thinking of someone indifferently.

Zhuzi seldom uses weapons, because he can solve many problems with just these hands, but this time he used a weapon, which is the soft sword on his body. Few people know that Zhuzi is best at soft swords, almost It has reached the point where you can do whatever you want, as if you are in a state of perfection, no matter what angle or place, where your heart is, what your sword is pointing at.

At this time, the sword in Zhuzi's hand became straight because of his inner strength, and there was no doubt that the sword could pierce a person's throat at any time. The light reflected on the sword gave off a slight chill, which was enough to make all heroes terrified. , but Zhang Zhongqian's face remained unchanged: "If you kill me, you think you will see her again."

Zhuzi's expression was not good at all. He hadn't been threatened for a long time, but he still had to put away his sword and stood not far away. His voice was as sharp as his sword. He was never a defensive player. Person: "You know, if I want to kill you, it's easy for me, and everyone thinks I'm dead, no one will doubt me."

"I know," Zhang Zhongqian nodded, "but Yingyan's illness has relapsed again."

Zhuzi looked at him and sized him up for a long time before asking: "You like her."

Perhaps Zhuzi is insensitive to his own affairs, but he is extremely sensitive to what happens to others.

Zhang Zhongqian didn't hide anything, his tenderness and dedication to Han Yingyan could be seen in his eyes, and Zhang Zhongqian didn't need to hide anything when facing bamboo.

"But you can't be together, I won't let the blood of the Gu seedlings flow outside, but can you not keep your own blood?" Zhuzi asked sharply, although he didn't care about the constraints of the world, but he was very happy. Know the rules of human relations in the world, and just because you know them, you don't care about them.

"I will take care of her for the rest of her life, no matter who she marries in the end." Zhang Zhongqian's answer did not take any time to think, as if he had thought about this question thousands of times.

Obviously the two of them are not similar, but at that moment, there is a hint of sympathy for each other. The love is so deep that people don't know it, maybe it's not that they don't know it, but it's not important anymore, only one person in the world is enough.

"Say what you want."

"You cure Yingyan completely, and you promise that this matter will never be known by the world." Zhang Zhongqian stared at the bamboo, not in the least deterred by the cold air on his body.

"I thought I had already promised you." Bamboo's voice was cold.

Zhang Zhongqian replied: "But the current situation, Lu Xiaofeng can still find out."

"You really think highly of him." Zhuzi snorted coldly.

"I have to have such concerns. He has messed up a lot of games."

After Zhang Zhongqian finished speaking, Zhuzi didn't answer right away. It is true that he deliberately exposed some flaws before. If Lu Xiaofeng casually asked his old friends, he would know that he would not die so easily. If he followed up to investigate the matter of Gu Miao, it would easily involve Han Yingyan, after all, it didn't take long for that matter to happen.Zhuzi doesn't like to be threatened by others, and he still has some selfish intentions. He hopes to stand up and upright, instead of being able to say nothing about himself.

"Okay." No one knew how reluctant Zhuzi was when he agreed to this sentence. If he could, he really wanted to kill Zhang Zhongqian. What about in the future?Facing the pursuit of old and new enemies, and then repeating the same mistakes?Bamboo can only say to himself from the bottom of his heart that this can be regarded as a fresh start.

When Zhuzi finally saw Mei Qingqian for the first time, he had a feeling of being stunned for many years, why this person is so important, she is really so good, it makes people fall in love at first sight, no, Zhuzi thinks maybe she is the loneliest in him When he suddenly approached his heart, Zhuzi seemed to understand a little bit. Someone once said that feelings are the most unreasonable thing in this world.

When the sun hit the clear and shallow face, there seemed to be a golden halo, and Zhuzi began to feel dizzy when he saw it.

Qingqian's cheeks were flushed by the sun, she no longer felt any pain in her body, she opened her eyes and stood up to see the bamboo, the person she repeated in her dream who fell down because of her, is fine now Standing in front of her, the momentary joy was replaced by anger, the flowers are drunk alone, and the bamboos are all the same people, they don't say anything to her, they always make decisions for her.

Mei Qingqian's tone is not good, it can even be said to be ironic: "I am dead, and I can see dead people."

Mei Qingqian said, sorting out the matter roughly, but there are still a few things that are not clear, the murderer of Huachao Festival is Han Yingyan, so why does Zhuzi admit that he is the murderer?What does this have to do with Southern Xinjiang?Mei Qingqian always feels that after walking for so long, the more things she has seen, the more things she can't see clearly. Among these intricate relationships, there is a huge conspiracy being planned, and she herself is also in a dilemma. In this conspiracy, she thought it was time to go back and plan carefully.

"I promised Zhang Zhongqian to bear this matter with all my strength, and I am not going to see you again at that time."

Mei Qingqian felt bitter when she heard this sentence, she was silent for a long time before asking: "Did you see her?"

"Yeah." Bamboo walked to her side, not far or near, just where he could touch her with his hand.

Why don't you go with her?Mei Qingqian hated to be puzzled, but she didn't know in what capacity she asked. After thinking about it for a while, she still only said: "Can I go?"

"can."

Zhuzi's voice was still cold and clear, and his sleeves were clear and light, and he thought of the first time they met. He had an immortal temperament.

And Huaduzui... Huaduzui...

Mei Qingqian kept chanting this name, but her heart became wider and wider, as if she let go of these three words, and there would be no more waves.

In the end, Mei Qingqian is still going on the road alone, and the person returns, what is the love?

Mei Qingqian's pace of going back was much firmer than when she was on the road, she knew that there was a feast waiting for her ahead.