The wind of the thunderbolt

Holding a plume and feathers, dancing like a sword, in the afterglow of the setting sun, stepping on the golden glow scattered all over the ground, the south wind does not compete with each step, and everything is in my heart.

He holds a sword in his right hand and a cup in his left.Nanfeng Bujing, after finding no one, could only forget his love with wine, like a sword dance with a look at the world, with chaotic steps, intricate figures intertwined, and the wine in the glass in his left hand did not spill a single drop!

"What is this? Ah? What is this?" Unlimited sorrow and sorrow surged up in my left chest, and the south wind was so uncomfortable that the feather sword in my right hand swung even more fiercely. knocked down.

"How dare you laugh at me?" The swift autumn wind blew in the evening, and the peach blossom forest trembled unceasingly with the sharp autumn wind, and the petals scattered in all directions.This rustling sound, in Nan Feng Bu Jing's ears, was like a harsh mocking sound.The boundless anger and hatred are hard to calm down.The sword does not stop!Heart - non-stop!

Looking at the afterglow of the setting sun, Nanfeng Bujing raised his head and drank the wine that he didn't know how sweet it was.I don't know if it's the taste or the feeling that anesthetizes~

"You are so pitifully drunk~" Outside the forest, Han Yancui walked in holding an umbrella, looking at Nan Feng Bujing's drunken state, the corner of his mouth curled into a mocking arc.

"Where is she?" In an instant, so fast that no one could see his figure clearly, Nan Feng Bu Jing's left hand had locked Han Yan Cui's throat~

"Don't you hear that the ceremony comes first and then the soldiers, you're like this—I'm afraid it's not a gentleman~!" Han Yancui still didn't change her expression when facing this life-threatening chokehold.

Nanfeng Bujing sneered a few times: "Haha~ gentleman? Nanfeng Bujing has never been a gentleman, but he just disdains being a villain in vain. I only give you a chance to say a word, don't wait when it's too late!"

With a chuckle, this character of Nanfeng Bujing really aroused his interest, Han Yancui felt that if it wasn't for the good fortune to trick others - he fell in love with someone he shouldn't fall in love with, if it wasn't for Xiang Ling's heart to belong, the present This man named Nanfeng Bujing can be regarded as a good match for Xiangling. "You are always guarding around her. No matter how many times you ruthlessly reject her, you will never lose heart and never give up. But now that she is missing, you get drunk every day and don't care about ordinary things. Have you ever changed your heart towards her? "

"How is it possible! Are you here to ridicule me on purpose?!" Nan Feng Bujing seemed to want to prove something like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "Xiangyue Residence, Hanguang Yishe. Even Tianzhu Mountain, every Where possible and impossible, I dig three feet into the ground, but I can't feel her breath. She avoids me deliberately, what can I do?" After the sentence was finished, the grievances of the past few days seemed to have found an outlet to vent.

"Although Xiangling doesn't accept your affection, she is definitely not the kind of person who shows off her scheming." Han Yancui found that her first impression of the person in front of her was not very friendly, and her tone of voice was no longer as harsh as before. . "She once said to me personally that she has seen every detail of the past 300 years in her heart, and she has kept all your efforts in her heart. In the past 300 years of turning into a stone statue, she has never been wet by rain. Because no matter you No matter how far away you are, as long as you see the sky is wet, you will rush back to hold an umbrella for her. She will remember all these. You will always have a place in her heart." 'I'm sorry, Xiang Ling.These words were indeed spoken by you yourself, but the following sentence was missing.I was also forced to make such a bad move, only if Nan Feng Bujing was moved, he would be willing to exchange the Scroll of God for you.Wedge really has no feelings for you, only I can help you completely give up on him.Maybe God will think that it is shameful for me to unite with secondary enemies to attack the main enemy.But for you I will go against the sky. "

"Is what you said true?" Nanfeng Bujing asked eagerly, unknowingly, the hand at Han Yancui's throat tightened three points.

"I don't need to lie to you." Han Yancui replied coldly. "Xiang Ling, forgive me. No matter what you did wrong in the past, Sister Cui always tolerated it for no reason. I hope you forgive Sister Cui for this first and last deception. '

"Ha! Since she turned from a stone statue into a human body, I have tasted all the sweetness and bitterness. At first I thought I was sentimental. I didn't know that it was the beginning of my waking up. I was discouraged again and again, and I told myself to cheer up. A hundred years later, I said let go , can I really put it down? So what if I'm sober? Thinking of her, I just want to let me go drunk again!"

"Then do you know how much I have spent on her? You can guard her for these 300 years, but I can only endure the poison called missing in the cold place of 'Jiu Ri Han' where there is no sunshine. .Your hundred years are nothing compared to mine—what are you?"

"For a loser in the emotional field, no amount of sacrifice is nothing. Do I deserve to stand here and let you cut my heart into pieces? Go back while I have no intention of using force!" Nan Feng did not compete. Withdrawing the hand on Han Yancui's throat, carrying it behind his back, he walked back to the pavilion.

"Ha!" Han Yancui sighed sadly, "You and I both fall in love with the same person. Compared with you, this person has a wall of sighs called secularity, which will always block between me and her. The distance from her is so close. I blame, blame me for being a woman, I hate, hate that I can only stand behind her, and I don’t even have the qualifications to chase! So every time I see you, I want to stimulate you, Seeing how painful your courtship is, I can find temporary comfort in the mud."

Nan Feng Bujing's face was flat and expressionless.Only the calm breathing showed that he was listening.Nanfeng Bujing, who has always been cold-hearted and quick-spoken, did not open his mouth to add a few strokes to Han Yancui's already scarred heart this time, perhaps he is also a fallen person in the world.

"I'm jealous of you. Compared with the wedge that Xiang Ling likes, I'm more jealous of you who failed. I watched the two of them all the way, and the feeling of loneliness of standing still and watching the two of them go away has melted into my flesh and blood. It has become a terrible habit. Ha! Yes, I am madly jealous of you, why can you show your love so wantonly? No matter how many rejections, you can love so naturally~ Now she is missing, and you are the only one who can save her, how can I be so embarrassing?!" If there is an afterlife in the original work, the grass and trees are not human, and the grass and trees have no heart.If you are not emotional, you will not be trapped by love, suffer from love, or be hurt by love!

"Where is she?!" Hearing the news of the beauty, Nan Feng took a leisurely attitude, stepped forward and grabbed Han Yancui's shoulder.

Perhaps infected with Nanfeng Bujing's "temporary kindness" of "the same person who has fallen in the end of the world", Han Yancui did not intentionally torture the person in front of him, and straightforwardly gave the purpose of this trip: "She has no intention of avoiding you, Instead, she was captured by my organization, and the arbitrator wants you to exchange her with the Scroll of God, I know what this scroll means to you, are you—are you willing?"

"What's the scroll of God?" Nan Feng Bujing let go of his hand, "Tell me the exchange location!"

"The mouth of hell." As soon as Han Yancui said the last word, Nanfeng Bujing disappeared from the scene. (Author: What an amazing speed~) "This is what I envy you the most, how can you love so naturally?! No matter how many setbacks, you can be so chic. Love is love. And I? ~ Even Even if you confess, you can’t be aboveboard. Why am I the loser in the emotional field, but I—— lose more than you!”

Looking in the direction of the mouth of hell, Hanyancui prayed for the safety of Xiangling from the bottom of her heart...

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The author has something to say: Correct the typo~~~~~~~