Distress Tours

The sky changed suddenly, the yellow sand suddenly rose on the rolling ground, and it was raining. Even though it was only a dozen steps away from the tree, Buluomei was still drenched by the raindrops. Checking the items inside, "Well, the folding fan is fine, but I don't know if the inside of Nanfeng's scroll was rained?"

Xiang Duxiu used her true energy to separate the raindrops, and she was separated from Buluomei by the rain curtain, and the volume was also blocked a lot: "Amei, it is easy to be struck by lightning under the tree on a rainy day."

The leaves are denser than last time to shelter from the rain. Buluomei, who didn't hear Xiang Duxiu's words, found a place where it is not easy to fall into the water, and unfolded it carefully: under the bright moon, the woman's face was smudged by the water droplets that just fell The back is hazy, with a graceful body, leaning slightly and gently supporting the delicate and charming flowers with bare hands.

——"Young Master likes the setting of this garden very much. It was also under the moonlight at that time. You made a picture of a beautiful woman picking flowers there. There is no painting of the face of a beautiful woman."

It turned out that Xiang Duxiu liked such delicate women... Bu Luomei pretended to be indifferent, and said with a smile: "Not bad."

"Amei, what are you talking about?" Xiang Duxiu, who didn't get a response, stepped under the tree. The place to shelter from the rain was a bit small, so Xiang Duxiu had to move closer to Buluomei. It is the voice that enhances the close proximity.

Startled by the sudden loud voice, Bu Luomei broke free from Xiang Duxiu's restraint on her shoulders, and raised her eyebrows, "The painting Nan Feng Bu Jing bestowed on me is gone."

The restless Xiang Duxiu looked at the picture scroll on his chest, then at Bu Luomei, who was slightly anxious, and tried to comfort him: "Probably because he knew that he was not as good as me, so he left in shame and anger."

"Are you melon skin? How could Huajuan run on its own?" Bu Luomei grinned, she didn't like meeting the other party's non-cooperation with a serious attitude.

"Amei doesn't have to feel that it is too expensive to bear. Since she is my friend, just accept it safely."

"I... have you seen the picture scroll of Nanfeng Bujing?"

"No, don't worry, friend."

"What can I worry about? Why did the scroll disappear?"

Xiang Duxiu took a few steps back without changing her expression, and it was not until Bu Luomei realized that the oppressive feeling that had been hanging above disappeared.

Unknowingly, the rain had stopped, Buluomei felt even more chaotic in the breeze, Xiang Duxiu remained silent, but the more he remained silent, the more Buluomei felt that he was bullying him, she swallowed Drooling, "Return the scroll to me, this matter is no exception."

There was no response to the outstretched hands, and Xiang Duxiu's attitude made Bu Luomei very puzzled, but there should be a limit to joking!

"..." As soon as he opened his lips, he saw that the other party pressed his fingers to his lips, making a sound of silence, he leaned slightly, his expression was solemn, he didn't twitch, but he also opened his almond eyes, observing the movement around him.

It's a pity that the surroundings are extremely quiet and weird. After the first break of the shower, the sun is lazily scattered on the ground, and a few petals of cherry blossoms that seem to be attached to flames float down.

These are surrounded by green trees, where did the cherry blossoms come from?While he was in a daze, Xiang Duxiu in front of him had transformed into an extraordinary beauty, casually drew a sword flower, drew his sword gracefully, and left in a hurry, "I will go back as soon as I go."

The object of venting is no longer present. After calming down, Bu Luomei's heart seems to have been sprinkled with five flavors. No matter how self-centered Xiang Duxiu is on weekdays, she will not be the one who did such a thing. Did she do it? Is it too much, doubting him without evidence, questioning him... He is the most benevolent and righteous to himself, and he has not given trust to him for eating and drinking for nothing. It is a bit too much for friends to do this, right?

Bu Luomei picked up the scroll that had just dropped accidentally, and the raindrops stained it, the ink faded, and some dust was also stirred up, even if she wiped it lightly, it couldn't be restored, "Maybe it's because there is no fate. "

After finishing the picture scrolls, Xiang Duxiu and the untransformed Master Fuyingzhai walked in her direction.

"Okay, they didn't come after them." Xiang Duxiu stopped between Buluomei and Fuyingzhaizhu, took out a silk scarf from her clothes, and wiped the blade self-consciously.

We all know that Master Fuyingzhai is all pink from head to toe, and it happens that Buluomei's clothes are also the same, so the pink and tender Master Fuyingzhai smiled politely at Buluomei, "It must be the girl who is scheduled to be Buluomei. , I also learned about the girl from Qin Jiaxian, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Triumph Hou, when watching dramas before, Bu Luomei also liked Hou's outfit, full of vigor!Now when she is incarnated as the master of Fuyingzhai, if she hadn't learned what happened next, she would never have believed that Hou would have such a time.

The pink and tender Buluomei naturally wants to return the gift, "I have been admiring for a long time, and I am triumphant...cough cough, Master Fu Yingzhai."

Buluomei's voice was neither loud nor soft, so martial arts practitioners could hear it clearly, so fake coughing after Buluomei couldn't cover up the words that had been spoken, and the pink and tender Master Fuyingzhai's eyes flashed past The meaning of is unknown.

Even Xiang Duxiu, who was wiping the blade aside, asked curiously, "Amei, what did you just say about triumph?"

Terrible, Bu Luomei's eyes dodged for a while, and she changed into a shy look, turned her face away, "Of course I wish you a triumphant return! It's very worrying to always do some dangerous things."

"Huh? You're not angry anymore?" Putting away the unrefined fragrance that had been restored, Xiang Duxiu recognized the square scarf that she had wiped her sword just now, and hurriedly put it away under her clothes.

"..." Bu Luomei rubbed her temples, and left from the side path, "You guys talk, I'll go to the river to wash my face."

Shady trees, Xiang Duxiu waved his sleeves, and the square scarf became a blanket, and he immediately lay down on his side, inviting the breeze to come. Farewell to Xiang Duxiu.

"This place is sparsely populated, but it's not a place to stay. Master Zhai, can I watch you perform the cherry blossom rain again?" Xiang Duxiu held his head, quite sincerely.

Fuyingzhai Master os: Please call it—Nine Cherry Mantianluo!

It is said that after Bu Luomei washed her face by the river, she only felt a sense of refreshment, and even her mood improved a bit. She wondered how to apologize to Xiang Duxiu, but just now her tone was bad, and the picture scroll... Maybe I accidentally lost it.

Suddenly, there was a faint sobbing sound not far away, and Buluomei approached quietly. Behind the canopy of the tree, a woman dressed as a woman covered in wounds was lying on the river bank trembling faintly.

Why did such a thing happen suddenly?Obviously when you first arrived, the surrounding area was very quiet?Thinking that saving people is the most important thing, Bu Luomei carefully supported the woman to lean against the tree pole, and just found out that she was breathing weakly and seemed to be about to die, "I didn't expect to use it for the first time, it would be in this situation, please persevere, I Help you heal."

I saw Bu Luomei's finger drawing a talisman, and a golden light flashed from her fingertips. With her action, she pushed into the woman's eyebrows. In an instant, the wound on the woman's body gradually healed, but the spiritual energy in Bu Luomei's body dissipated little by little, and finally couldn't hold it. Consumed and supported by the awakened woman.

"Girl! I beg you to save my child!" The tears in the corners of the woman's eyes were still wet, and she longed for the girl in pink in front of her.

"Here, if I can help, I will definitely save it." The first time she used all her little spiritual power, she became completely weak, and Bu Luomei's eyes were staring, but she still wanted to listen carefully to the woman's words.

"Then you agree? Agree!" The woman babbled excitedly, tightly wrapped her arms around Bu Luomei's shoulders, and pulled her up together.

Bu Luomei, who was not in good condition, felt a little pain from being pressed on the shoulder, but felt weak and felt bad.

"She agreed!" The woman shouted like a lunatic, and the bushes on the side shook for a while, and a few burly men walked out, carrying big knives, quite disdainful.

"Give me back my child! This person is for you!"

Bu Luomei was thrown and tugged again, her eyes were starry, she was as uncomfortable as her, but she just gritted her teeth and remained silent.

The big man in front spat out the weeds in his mouth, and ordered the people beside him, "Bring it out."

Immediately, the cries that were getting closer and closer were pushed all the way. Seeing the mother's child, he couldn't help crying and threw himself into the woman's arms. Don't throw it aside if you don't fall.

"Human nature is like this. For one's own benefit, anyone can sacrifice." The big man sneered, then raised Bu Luomei's jaw and looked closely at her appearance, "It's such a pretty girl, boring!"

Bu Luomei dodged the rough hand stubbornly, "Why didn't you do it for your own benefit!" His heart was clear, the biggest harm was death, death, is it terrible?At this moment, Bu Luomei calmed down and calmed down.

"take away."

"Dazi, do you think that is Xiang Duxiu?"

Qin Jianxian looked at Yetuling's instructions, it's amazing, it really is Xiang Duxiu who has nowhere to spare!

"Xiang Duxiu." Qin Jiaxian ran all the way under the shade of the tree, and several different things had been conceived in his mind——entrusted Xiang Duxiu to help.

"Hey, Dazai, why did Xiang Duxiu not reply to you after you shouted for so long?" Ye Tuling followed slowly, but saw that Xiang Duxiu was still asleep in front of him. It's time to get rid of the drowsiness.

Fanning the feather fan wildly, Qin Jiaxian squinted and thought carefully, what game is this guy playing?

Suddenly, Xiang Duxiu opened her tireless amber eyes, looked at the sky, but said to herself, "It's been a long time."

The author has something to say:

When I wrote it before, I felt that the attitude of the heroine was a bit impulsive and reckless