When will the son not be romantic

The night is like a mist that blinds people's eyes, and the surging clouds cover the bright moon, deepening the night.Not a single bird song could be heard in the woods, and even the crickets lowered their voices.

Suddenly, a sound of horseshoes broke into this world, as if breaking a layer of film, bringing a glimmer of life to the forest.The carriage was pressed against the broken pebbles on the road, making it a little bumpy.

"Clang clang."

"Hee hee hee."

Two strange laughter sounded in the woods, and two black shadows flitted across the tall treetops.If there is a martial arts person here at this time, he must marvel at the high lightness skills of the two.

The two of them flew away like kites on the wind, heading towards the galloping carriage.

"I have heard for a long time that Mr. Danhua's martial arts are world-class and his swordsmanship is outstanding. Today, the two monsters of Langzhou came to learn a thing or two."

Before the words fell, the swords of the two monsters had already been shot.The pair of swords glowed red with blood, piercing into the carriage from both sides.

Time seemed to stand still, and the dark woods returned to silence again.

……

With the sound of piercing the air, two cold lights shot out from the carriage, and they hit the shoulder sockets of the two monsters in Langzhou, but it was the broken swords of the two.

Just as the two were shocked, the lights in the carriage came on.A clear male voice sounded, with a chuckle, said: "Forgive others and forgive others, this sword - I will return it to you."

At the end of the sentence, the sound of insects reappeared everywhere, and everything seemed to return to the world.The horse neighed, pulled the carriage and ran away with a grunt.

"Ahem, Mr. Danhua is indeed capable."

"The two of us are not their opponents."

The tacit understanding between the two monsters was abnormal, and each of them communicated in half a sentence.

"Find a place first."

"Healing."

The two were about to use lightness kung fu to leave, but a person walked out from the dark woods, a handsome young man in blue clothes and white skirt.

The Langzhou twin monsters were shocked and put on guard.This person was able to get close to them without anyone noticing, and his martial arts are definitely not inferior to them.

"Your Mightiness."

"who is it?"

The boy in blue didn't answer, just staring at their broken swords.After looking at it for a while, he said leisurely: "The fracture is uneven, it was broken by internal force. Did this Mr. Danhua not even draw his sword?"

The Langzhou twin monsters felt bad and turned around to leave.But the boy's sword was faster, and before the two monsters could see his move, they were already separated.

With a wave of his sword, the young man swept away all the blood stained on it, and put the sword back into its sheath.

He frowned and pondered for a moment, then murmured: "Young Master Danhua didn't use his sword to kill people, but I did. I lost this round."

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The carriage came out of the woods and slowed down.

"Grand...Young Master!" Ling Bai held his hair and couldn't help crying out.

Xue Yixiao looked at the strands of broken hair in his hand, beat his head angrily, and apologized in a low voice, "I didn't think carefully, I didn't expect that the two monsters of Langzhou would be so coincidental that they just hit your bun with a sword .”

Holding his hair in his hands, Ling Bai sighed helplessly, counting him unlucky.

"My lord, can you bring me a piece of hair?" Ling Bai casually brushed his hair a few times, the hairpin that tied his hair had been broken, so he had to find a hair tie first.

He grabbed his hair and looked back at the windshield paper on both sides of the car with a sad expression on his face.The window is broken and needs to be re-pasted.He got up aggrieved and looked at how he could mend it without leaking.

Seeing him busy up and down, Xue Yixiao asked him to sit down, stretched out her hand to open the box beside her, and rummaged through it.

"I found it." Xue Yixiao took out a blue hair tie from the box, turned around and pressed Ling Bai in front of him, combed his hair carefully, and tied the headband.

"That's fine."

Ling Bai stretched out his hand to touch the top of his head, climbed to the side of the cabinet, took a mirror to look around, and it seemed that he could still see.

Xue Yixiao combed his hair in a scholar's bun, tied all the hair together and coiled it on the top of his head, leaving a few broken hairs hanging on both sides of his cheeks in front of his forehead.

Ling Bai frowned, twisted his deliberately left hair, and turned his head to look at Xue Yixiao, "My lord, why don't you comb this hair up? It's a hindrance if it hangs down, it will block your eyes."

Xue Yixiao knocked him on the head, hating iron for being weak and said: "This is a fashionable hair bun, and those scholars in the city like to tie it up like this, won't you learn how to dress like others?"

Lingbai let out a cry of pain when he knocked him, covering the red mark on his forehead that was patted by the fan, and muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a scholar."

He complained, but still let the two hairs flutter on his forehead, and got up to find something to repair the car window.

Before the carriage stopped, Ling Bai could not stand firmly on the carriage.Xue Yixiao was terrified when she saw it, she was really afraid that if he didn't pay attention, she would fall out of the car.

He sighed, pulled Ling Bai by the collar, pushed him down on the seat, got up and reined in the horse.

Ling Bai blushed slightly, rubbing his hands together and said: "My lord, don't stop, I'll fix it soon. Don't miss the time to enter the city."

Xue Yixiao squeezed his face, waved him away, and reached out to pick up the tool for pasting the window paper, "Sit down, I'll do it."

"Then how can I do it?" Ling Bai waved his hands again and again, going forward to grab it, "Young master is a young master! You can't do this kind of thing!"

"It's okay, don't fall."

Ling Bai fought back and forth with him, but he still refused to let go.Xue Yixiao couldn't help it, pondered for a moment and said: "Then why not just sleep in the carriage for one night today and fix it tomorrow."

Ling Bai hesitated, looked at the car window, "But the air leak—"

"Have you forgotten that your son is a martial artist?"

Ling Bai hesitated for a moment before agreeing to come down, dragged out the quilt, and spread it out in the carriage with great effort.

Xue Yixiao got in first, lifted a corner of the quilt and patted it, "Come in and sleep."

Ling Bai frowned tightly, as if facing the death penalty, he lay down stiffly.

Xue Yixiao chuckled, stretched out her hand to embrace him, and patted his waist and stomach like trying to coax a child, "Go to sleep."

Ling Bai closed his eyes, and there seemed to be a scent of flowers permeating the tip of his nose.Um?Has the son used incense?It smells good.

The sound of crickets lingered around the carriage, as if playing a lullaby for the two inside.

Ling Bai had already fallen asleep, and occasionally a gust of cold wind blew in from the car window, forcing him to squeeze into Xue Yixiao's arms again.

Following his movements, Xue Yixiao froze all over, tightened her abdomen and moved back, trying to distance herself from him.But Ling Bai sensed the heat source's departure, so he also chased after him, hugged his back sideways, raised his right leg, and bent his knees to clamp his waist.

Now the two are really intimate, Xiao Xiaoxue clings to another soft flesh, a little uneasy.

Xue Yixiao lowered her head, rubbing her chin against the top of his hair, and there was a slight sound of rubbing the clothes beside her ears.He let out a sigh of relief slowly, his voice hoarse: "It seems that I won't be able to sleep tonight."

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