The wind of the thunderbolt

Since yesterday, three people, three thoughts, sleepless all night.

After that day, Xiang Ling couldn't tell, she always felt that something was different, and she vaguely understood, but—but couldn't tell, what was the reason for this uneasy feeling.

I can't even explain why I kissed him, why I fell into an uncontrollable fall, why...the one who loves him the most is Mr....

After that kiss, she couldn't restrain the sense of panic in her heart, pushed him away, and hid.After thinking about it all night, I can't understand why?

"How long are you going to hide from me? Lingqing." After only one night, Nan Feng Bujing haggarded like a candle in the wind.

"I..." Seeing Nan Feng Bujing's face, Xiang Ling wanted to escape reluctantly, but found that all escape routes had been blocked.

"Hey, Lingqing, you don't have to feel any burden. Yesterday was just a mistake, and I will never do it again." Nanfeng Bujing smiled, perfect and impeccable. "Lingqing, let's have breakfast." After finishing speaking, he took the lead to go forward.

No longer habitually holding her hand, Xiang Ling couldn't explain why the loss in her heart was for, looking at her empty hand, she almost shed tears.

Nanfeng Bujing forced himself not to be soft-hearted, not to give up, not to look back, but his heart—it really hurts.

This is the pain in life that has to be endured

Because, what qualifications do I have to stay?

The three people who were still very lively when they came here yesterday sat together in an eerie and quiet way, each taking a few mouthfuls of breakfast indiscriminately.When they stopped, they looked at each other.

For a while, they were speechless.

"Alas..." Xue Sheng sighed, taking the lead in breaking the awkward atmosphere. "I want to speak with you alone."

"Alright, I also want to ask about some things." Nanfeng Bujing looked at Xuesheng washing his sword, and motioned him to leave with him.

Looking at the figures of the two leaving, Xiang Ling felt a little sad in her heart.

I don't know what the two talked about, but after returning, Nan Feng Bujing seemed a little relieved.

Afterwards, Xue Sheng washed his sword and told his swordsmith to follow Nan Feng Bu Jing to the Nantian Divine Pillar, but he took the map drawn by Nan Feng Bu Jing and hurried to the "Yin Xia Pavilion". .

"Let's go." Nanfeng Bujing looked at Xue Sheng Xijian riding a fast horse out of sight, and called Xiang Ling beside him.

Outside the door is a carriage that has been prepared.And Nanfeng Bujing is riding a fast horse.

Not to mention the sense of loss in his heart, Xiang Ling stepped into the carriage and lowered the curtain.

Two people, two hearts.So far away.

Jumang City

"My lord, is there enough backup for this time?" Triumph Marquis said coolly, looking at Taixi Gong who was so busy these days that his heels didn't even touch the ground.

Wasn't it, wasn't that by the triumphant Hou, who couldn't be free for a few days—the tired and exhausted Tai Xigong couldn't steal a moment of leisure, but the triumphant Hou appeared behind her like a ghost again, and insisted on not letting her go. She takes a break.

"Ah...", Tai Xigong sighed heavily, stopped talking back, and honestly went to do what the Marquis of Triumph told him.

Taixigong knew that it was useless to talk back, and the king had already confessed that 'the prince is the master, and the prince is the deputy'.The first level of officialdom crushes people to death...

ha!Triumph Hou lay leisurely in Wenfeng Pavilion drinking fine wine.After Zihan went to the Tower of Mercy as a hostage, he always felt that something was missing in his life. Alas, the fun was even more pitiful, but now—Marquis Kaixuan sometimes felt that taking revenge on Taixigong for Han—this was also a very What a great way to kill boredom...

"Hmm..." Hou Kaixuan squinted his eyes and looked at the sky carefully - it was...

A green vulture flew from the sky and flew straight down to Wenying Pavilion, and stopped on the table.Triumph Hou hugged the green eagle, and took off the Thousand Miles Message from his feet.

"That's it...ha! It's okay to make you happy." Hou Kaixuan smiled strangely, picked up a pen and wrote back a few strokes, then tied the bird's feet and let the green eagle fly.

Now, the rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building...

three days later

Over the past few days, the swordsmiths have been continuously forging the strong iron bones provided by the Zhuyi Dynasty, pouring iron slurry into the broken places of the divine pillars, and Nanfeng Bujing tamps the slurry with strong palm force every time it is filled.

"Now the divine pillar has been repaired to some extent, Lingqing. In a few days, you will have to go back to the Slaughter Broken Island." Nanfeng Bujing looked at the Nantian divine pillar. The divine pillar was repaired, but his heart would never half empty.

"Yes." Nodding slightly, Xiang Ling looked at the silent night sky with a lot of thoughts.

"Lingqing, I have written a letter to Master Fengxiu to take you away. I estimated that he should be able to come. You are from the same place. This is the best ending." Nanfeng Bujing Lying on the lawn, looking at the sky like her. "In the future, you have to learn to restrain your temper, but Master Fengxiu is a very gentle person, no matter what, he will always tolerate you. Only he in this world can I bless you with confidence. Lingqing, you will be happy "Because it is you, I am willing to grant you endless happiness.

"You..." Xiang Ling looked at Nanfeng Bujing like this, which made her a little strange and distressed.

"Hey, maybe there will be no more chances in the future. Lingqing, meeting you is the happiest thing in my life." Nanfeng Bujing held Xiang Ling's hand, and since the kiss that day, he has never held it again . 'Now——she is about to disappear in my world, what else do I have to worry about? '"If it wasn't for you, I would have gone mad and died, so you gave me a second life."

"Meeting me, Feng Qing is very bitter, I know." Xiang Ling curled up in Nan Feng Bu Jing's arms.

The night wind was very cold, it had been raining for days, and the air was a little humid. Nanfeng Bujing hugged the person in his arms tightly, inputting internal energy for her to keep warm.

"Actually, it's not bitter at all." 'Because that bit of sweetness has overwhelmed all the pain, for this, I can face no matter how much pain I suffer with a smile.For you, the south wind does not compete with you. '

"Feng Qing." Xiang Ling rubbed her head against Nan Feng Bu Jing's arms, grunted a little tiredly, and fell into a deep sleep.

"If I meet Feng Qing first, how good would it be?"

Nanfeng Bujing's eyes widened, filled with endless sadness.

It turned out that I didn't lose to him, I just lost to time.

How much I want to tell her loudly, don't go, stay.

But suddenly found out—what can I do to keep her?

With what capacity to retain her?

I am a latecomer to her world, so I am destined to be a passerby who leaves early.

300 years and three days is the difference between hell and heaven.

--------------------------I am the dividing line that cannot be retained---------------- -----------------

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