[Crossing Sword III] Call me Your Lady Queen

Cold moon, cold heart, endless cold.

Cold wind, cold night, cold killing intent...

In the past, they toasted and talked and laughed, but now they are cold to lovers.

The people under the moon stared at each other coldly, the figure that never moved, stared at the person in front of him unmoving for a moment, five years of grievances, reappeared overnight, and stalemate, it was the tranquility before the bloody storm, quiet, and unbearable.

Sui Yin said nothing, and ghosts were silent when they saw sorrow. After the confrontation of silence, there was a chuckle, which seemed to be mocking, and seemed to be contemptuous. The old friendship was exhausted.

Staring coldly at Gui Jianchou's gently moving right hand, Sui Yin smiled lightly, with his hands behind his back, confident and arrogant: "Do you want to do it?"

Gui Jianchou still kept silent, the ruthless mask, under the refraction of the moonlight, cast a piece of ice, Sui Yin couldn't get an answer, and smiled meaningfully: "For the sake of our ten years of acquaintance, if you want to fight, I have a word of advice, you, do you not listen?"

"Oh?" In the darkness, the silent killer spoke for the first time, as deep and waveless as ever.

Sui Yin smiled uncontrollably, and waved lightly with one hand: "From the moment you turned your gaze on Ye Qi again, you have lost the qualification to fight with me!"

The ghost was sad and silent, his eyes hidden in the night suddenly darkened.

"So, instead of blindly investigating the past, it's better to cherish the people in front of you, and let's stop here, please."

After saying that, the man flicked his black sleeves, and left with the wind, Gui Jianchou stood where he was, watching him go, thinking about what he said just now, a trace of sarcasm suddenly flashed on his cold face.

"Ha...you have changed."

He stared coldly at the direction where Sui Yin left, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes: "What made you change..."

Does it mean that you also lose the qualification to fight me to the death...

Or rather, courage...

A wandering heart, once there is a concern, can you still let yourself be as usual, life and death are up to you?

When you have someone in your heart, you will change, become strange, soft, and afraid of death. This is a bondage and a weakness.

They are still a kind of people...

Gui Jianchou was silent in the forest for a long time, then turned around and left, hating, letting go, hating, letting go, the truth that is about to be obtained, but unable to give up, even if it means hurting a person severely However, after this incident, he will repay this affection, even if it pays off with his life...

In Yangzhou, on the towering city gate, a black figure quietly stared at the endless darkness in front of him, letting the cold wind lift his clothes and dance with the wind.

People say that a person's blue hair is like a love thread, and there is no one in his heart, so it's okay to fly in the wind. If someone is in the heart and the love thread is pulled, it will not be as elegant as before. There is a saying.

At one time, he thought that the girlish feelings flowing out of Liuxiang's boudoir were not enough to be exposed, but once he tasted it personally, he could feel the taste of each other, but it was really hard to describe...

However, compared to the neat and entangled kindness and resentment in the past, thinking about it now, it doesn't feel bad.

The next day, when the first light of dawn dispelled the darkness, a figure quietly returned to the guest room. The person on the bed was still sleeping, and seemed to be very uncomfortable. Curled up into a ball under the quilt, that pitiful look again, as if being bullied by Tian Yu again.

It's funny to think of Suiyin at that time, but he just came back from the outside, his body was cold, so he stopped sitting on the bed, turned around and sat back at the table, poured a cup of cold tea, and sorted out the information he got from Mr. Wu, according to his eyeliner all the way After tracking, before Qiu Yanruo's parents fled to Daoxiang Village, Xuan Jing was still on him, but after the three of them fled to Daoxiang Village, Xuan Jing disappeared. Afterwards, Qiu Yanruo and his wife died, and his only son Qiu Yanruo also died On the front line, I thought it was impossible to escape this catastrophe, but unexpectedly I stayed for a while later, which is considered a fate.

But after getting along with each other these days, it seems that Qiu Yanyu really does not know Xuanjing's whereabouts. In this way, it is really not easy to find it, and all the possible hiding places in Daoxiang Village are almost trampled by various forces. Thinking about it this way, If he wanted to find Xuan Jing, he might have to do it himself.

Just as he was thinking, there was another movement of turning over from the bed tent, followed by a gasp. Sui Yin was not so cold at this time, so he got up to look. Qiu Yanyu had almost woken up at this time, but I slept uncomfortably in the middle of the night, which made me very confused when I woke up. I couldn't open my eyes, but I frowned in pain, as if I had been wronged so much.

"Wake up."

Sui Yin chuckled, reached out to hug him into his arms, let him lie on his lap, and then slowly massaged his sore waist. Sui Yin's massage skills are good, and Qiu Yanyu feels very comfortable every time he is kneaded by him , she stretched her arms around his waist and let him knead it, and buried her in his arms with her eyes closed, humming.

"Where have you been?"

Waking up in the middle of the night and not seeing him, the body in his arms was still a bit cold, Qiu Yanyu rubbed against his arms dissatisfied.

"I met an old friend, let's exchange some pleasantries."

Sui Yin explained with a faint smile.

Qiu Yanyu curled her lips slightly: "It took most of the night to exchange greetings, do you two talk half a word at the same time? How can old friends meet in the middle of the night?"

Sui Yin just laughed, and after he finished complaining, he slowly explained: "It can be regarded as a friend, but today, I don't know whether it is a friend or an enemy."

Qiu Yanyu was taken aback, and raised her head from his embrace: "What do you mean? You love each other and kill each other?"

"What are you thinking about falling in love and killing each other?" Sui Yin laughed: "Well... how should I put it, seven or eight years ago, we were still good friends, and then we broke up after a quarrel."

Qiu Yanyu burst out laughing: "You guys played house, you broke up after a fight, didn't you fight?"

Sui Yin nodded: "It was a fight, and both sides suffered from the fight. After the fight, they became enemies. But after four or five years, when we meet again, there is not much killing intent."

Qiu Yanyu: "Hey, you're right, time kills everything, so is a fight a big deal, so are you reconciled now?"

Sui Yin shook his head: "It's just to confirm that he won't trouble us for the time being. As for reconciliation, heh, I don't really want to reconcile."

Qiu Yanyu frowned: "Hmm...why do you two quarrel?"

"Because we are too boring." Sui Yin replied with a smile.

"...Boring, how old were you at that time, were you bored?"

"Well... about twenty."

"Twenty or so..." Qiu Yanyu lowered her head to calculate her age five years ago and five years later, then cast a disgusted glance at Sui Yin: "Old man."

Before the words fell, the ass that had finally stopped the pain was slapped mercilessly, and Qiu Yanyu, who was still in Sui Yin's arms, almost jumped up with an 'ow', and stared at Sui angrily. Yin: "What are you doing?"

Sui Yin smiled and blinked, innocently: "Massage."

"Why are you massaging my waist and spanking my ass?"

"Um...sorry, mistake."

"you!"

Annoyed and flushed, Qiu Yanyu pushed Sui Yin away fiercely, pulled the quilt to hook the clothes beside the bed, but Sui Yin took a step ahead of him, picked up the clothes and put them on the chair beside him, and took a good rest She stared at Qiu Yanyu who was sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt angrily and staring at him after rushing to nothing.

"Hurry up and bring it to me." Qiu Yanyu was both annoyed and ashamed, wrapped in the quilt and refused to let go, but seeing Sui Yin slowly picking out her ears, she said calmly: "I'm an old bone, move a little It makes a clicking sound when you move your joints, are you willing to let me take it? Be quick and go by yourself."

"You're talking nonsense." Qiu Yanyu, who was teased, rushed towards Sui Yin, and after the other party caught her, she threw herself into his arms and rubbed fiercely: "Crack? Crack? Really? Well, it rang and you were still like that last night?"

"What's that called... People feel refreshed on happy occasions?"

"Bah, nonsense, I don't want to wear your clothes anymore, you go out and cut one for me, I don't want white ones, I also want black ones with patterns and big sleeves, hehe."

Sui Yin laughed: "You are a son of Qixiufang, what kind of black clothes do you wear, what do you buy, you are not allowed to choose your appearance."

As he said that, he rewrapped Qiu Yanyu in his arms and put them on the bed, got up and walked out the door, Qiu Yanyu couldn't help being taken aback when he saw him going out, and hurriedly shouted: "Hey, hey, you, don't you ask?" How do you cut my size? Don't cut it blindly."

He asked indeed, who would have thought that Suiyin just gave him a meaningful smile when he turned around and closed the door, and walked away without saying a word, but it was just a clear smile, which made Qiu Yanyu's face swell He got into the quilt fiercely as if he was ripe again.

As soon as he left the inn, Sui Yin asked Xiao Er where the newly opened tailor shop was, and was about to go out. Unexpectedly, just as he took his steps, Sui Yin's eyes froze slightly, and as soon as he moved his steps, he flashed into the crowd beside him , disappeared into the crowd in the blink of an eye, the little girl turned her head and saw that the guest officer had disappeared just now, she couldn't help being shocked, and went to look for it again, but couldn't find it, just thinking about who Fanggao was When I was about to die, a young man in brocade clothes came to the door of the inn.

"Excuse me, is there a Young Hero Qiu Yanyu living here?"

When Xiao Er heard the voice, he hurriedly turned around, and saw a young master Tibetan sword in a luxurious gold dress standing by the door, looking at him with a gentle expression, and hurriedly replied: "Yes, yes, objective but looking for him? "

Ye Qi nodded: "That's right, I'm his friend, can I trouble you to show me the way?"

How dare the young master refuse to speak, Xiaoer immediately nodded and bowed to welcome Ye Qi in, and looked at the young master curiously as he walked. He had an heavy sword on his waist and a light sword on his back. He was dressed like a disciple of Tibetan swords. Strangely, he carried not only a light sword on his back, but also a long sandalwood box, which looked like a weapon, and it should be a long sword.

Look at the workmanship of this box, it looks like a gift.

The author has something to say: Xiaoqiu to upgrade the weapon first~