The wind of the thunderbolt

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I can't remember how many things I ate with her, how many places I visited without her, or how many words I said to her.Nanfeng Bujing, who was walking away from the Piaoying six times with Xiangling, quietly listened to Xiangling muttering there alone.The eyes watched gently, not relaxing for a moment, afraid that in the blink of an eye, the scalding warmth would freeze into ice.

"Lingqing, walk carefully, watch out for peach branches." Nanfeng Bujing helped Xiang Ling, who was walking backwards, pick up a peach branch blocking the way.

"I won't fall, besides you are here, right?" Xiang Ling smiled and continued to go her own way.

Shaking his head, Nanfeng Bujing decided to let it go, looking fondly at Xiang Ling who was as happy as a child in front of him, always keeping a distance not too close or far away, afraid of knocking her down but also able to avoid potential dangers for her .

"Feng Qing, why don't you leave?" Xiang Ling suddenly stopped when she saw Nan Feng Bu Jing in front of her, and after ten steps, she would be Liu Piao Ying.

Nanfeng Bujing didn't speak, and there was even world-destroying anger in his eyes, as cold as a lone wolf about to lose his lifelong partner.

Xiang Ling followed his gaze and looked behind him.A pink figure suddenly appeared in Liuchu Piaoying in the distance.

Look at the iconic silk flower red umbrella on that person's shoulders—it is definitely Hanyancui.

After hesitating for a while, Xiang Ling finally called out: "Sister Cui..."

"Xiang Ling" Han Yancui said quietly, stung by the scene in front of her, "When were you so close?" I tried my best to wipe the wedge from your heart, but I forgot to prevent others from approaching you bottom of my heart.Am I doomed to have nothing to do with you?Xiang Ling.

"No, Sister Cui~" Xiang Ling didn't know how to explain it, and her face was red with anxiety.

Nanfeng Bujing in the distance stood on the spot, not approaching, but he couldn't let people ignore his existence.A faint sense of unease rose in my heart, from the moment I saw Han Yancui, my heart was always like a storm sweeping the waves, and it was so turbulent that it was difficult to calm down.Looking at the two people in the pavilion talking from a distance, until seeing Xiang Ling's face changed drastically, he seemed to understand something in his heart.He couldn't think of another person who could make her mood fluctuate so much—Master Fengxiu, God, are you reluctant to leave it to me for three days?

"What? Mister is injured? Who can hurt him?" Suddenly hearing that Master Fengxiu was injured, Xiang Ling panicked.I wish I could grow wings and fly back and forth.

"It's a person that you and I have never thought of, the Marquis of Triumph who turned into the master of Fuyingzhai." Han Yancui mentioned the name that upset her, and her heart skipped a beat inexplicably. Once upon a time~ I would have this feeling?That person is the Marquis of Triumph, the most terrifying existence in the Huo Zhai Buddha Prison!A flustered sense of fear rose in Han Yancui's heart...

"What!" Xiang Ling exclaimed, "Oh my god, it turned out to be him! I haven't heard about him in the past 300 years. I can't imagine that he is in a difficult situation. It's terrible!"

Recalling the only positive memory about the Marquis of Triumph, I had nightmares for several days in a row, and even had to take Anshenxiang to fall asleep. door, I would tremble all over, dripping with cold sweat...

"I didn't expect that public punishment would cause you to be unable to let go for so long." Holding Xiangling's cold hand and slowly transferring the warm internal force, Han Yancui sighed, "The most urgent thing now is to find the wedge immediately. Heal him."

For a moment, Xiangling was still in peace, unable to make a choice.Thinking of Nan Feng Bu Jing's desperate expression, Xiang Ling felt a pain in her heart...

"What are you waiting for? You don't want to save Mr.?!"

Han Yancui's voice sounded like a slap in the face, and Xiang Ling, who was caught in a dilemma, woke up in vain.yes!If I hesitate like this again, if I can't save my husband by then, I will regret it for the rest of my life!

"Sister Cui, you go first, I will come after I have a few words with him."

Han Yancui looked at Nanfeng Bujing, and felt an indescribable sense of loss in her heart——Xiang Ling started to care about Nanfeng Bujing, why Nanfeng Bujing, who was also a loser, was lucky enough to get such a favor? read?

Watching Han Yancui's back disappear into the shadow of flowers, Xiang Ling turned her head and walked towards Nan Feng Bu Jing.

"Are you tired? I know you are a little tired. Lingqing, go and rest first. Tomorrow we will go to a place like a paradise. Your sister Cui must have missed you before coming to see you. You can leave the day after tomorrow." Here it is." Nanfeng Bujing didn't dare to look at Xiangling's longing eyes, talking about it from left to right.

"I'm sorry..." Xiang Ling finally opened his mouth. "I have something urgent to leave immediately."

Nanfeng Bujing smiled wryly: "What's urgent? Can't we do it later? Tomorrow is the [-]th month, only tomorrow... only tomorrow..." After finishing the sentence, there was a trace of sadness.

"I will come back to continue this unfinished covenant." Xiang Ling took Nan Feng Bujing's hand, like a guarantee or a promise.

His body trembled, Nan Feng Bujing hugged Xiang Ling, put his head on her shoulder, and said softly——

"I'm waiting for you."

If you are still in the future at the dawn of tomorrow, then I will destroy the world!

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