The Farmer Girl Gets Rich

Autumn is here, and the night is already very cold, but when Zuo reached out to pat Gu Xiaowan's back, he found that the girl's back was sweaty.

Gu Xiaowan didn't notice the others, but the despair in her chest seemed to come from the sky, and she couldn't breathe.

She didn't know the woman in the dream. Why was she so sad to see her jumping off the cliff?

"Girl, you are sweaty on your body, change your clothes and sleep again, so you don't have to catch a cold!" Zuo brought a clean coat and served her to put it on.

Gu Xiaowan has never been accustomed to people being too personally waiting, and she has always done the thing about wearing Chinese clothes.

Now she was exhausted by the scenes in her dream, and she listened to Zuo's words and allowed Zuo to take off her shirt.

I saw Gu Xiaowan's open placket as white as jade-porcelain skin, smoothly like a fine snow-colored brocade, without any blemishes, and people couldn't help but reach out to feel it.

Azuo changed her clean clothes without squinting. When she turned to her back, she suddenly stopped.

Didn’t she have never seen Gu Xiaowan’s back, she clearly remembered that the girl was very clean, and there were no defects at all, but now

On the girl's back, something seemed to be looming, only a rudiment was faintly seen, but it was like an unbloomed flower bone, and it was faintly red.

She doesn't remember what the girl drew on her body! Zuo calmly wiped with his hands, but the things on his back seemed to grow out of his body.

Ah Zuo Xin sighed.

Seeing her pause, Gu Xiaowan asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay!" Zuo felt that this was too weird. She didn't dare to tell the girl, so she suppressed what she saw.

Gu Xiaowan had always been immersed in the reality of her dreams, even her breathing was painful in despair, and she didn't notice the strangeness of Zuo.

After changing her clothes, Gu Xiaowan lay down again, but the despair in her dream made her dare not close her eyes for fear of seeing the **** scene of the white-clothed woman in her dream.

She would be desperate and worried and want to cry.

It's like, the woman in white in the dream is like herself!

Similarly, there is Zuo who can't sleep anymore, thinking of the red light flashing in the girl's eyes just now, and the imprint that suddenly appeared on the back, like a flower bud, but the embryo of the flower looks like It doesn't look like what you usually see, but it looks a little strange.

She was a little surprised, but she wondered if she was unreasonably worried. She has served a girl for so many years, and she has never seen a strange girl before.

Xu is because her eyes are blurred, and she is really scared.

The road from the city gate back to the broken temple is very long. The faint mountain breeze blows on his face at night, and his face is cold, with the slightest consent.

auzw.com Su Ziyue doesn't care about anything. He is holding the lantern, carefully watching the road under his feet, and walking towards the ruined temple.

Just as he walked to the place where he met them, a huge stone was on the side of the road, and Su Ziyue's footsteps stopped immediately.

He came to the side of the big rock, saw this huge boulder, and frowned.

There are no high mountains, only dense forests. Then this stone was artificially placed in the middle of the road. Why would someone put a big stone in the middle of the night?

The evening breeze came, as if mixed with a **** breath.

The alarm bell in Su Ziyue's heart rang loudly. He flew away and flew away in the direction of the smell. When he walked into the dense forest, everything in front of him surprised him.

I saw in the dense forest, more than 20 people in black were covered with a sword, lying on the ground in a cruel manner.

With these inexplicable people in black and the big rock, Su Ziyue only felt that his heart was about to jump in his throat, he flew away from the dense forest, and rushed towards the city wall without stopping.

Damn him, he should have known there was a problem here, he should have watched him enter the city safely!

Su Ziyue blamed himself and worried, and soon he arrived at the city gate. The city gate was closed. There was no carriage outside the city gate. It seemed that they should have entered!

However, Su Ziyue was not at ease. He stayed in a dense forest not far from the city gate, planning to wait a while to see the situation before leaving.

Where did I know that a strong smell of blood came again, and a bad thought flooded in his mind. When he went to look at it again, similarly, more than 20 people with the appearance of bandits were lying on the ground in all directions, already broken. Out of breath.

A group of masked men in black, a group of bandits, more than forty people, deal with three people, even if those two martial arts are powerful? How can it be more than crowded!

Su Ziyue only felt that his blood was rising, as if someone was grabbing his heart, making him unable to breathe smoothly.

He collapsed on the ground, looking at the dead bandits, speechless for a long time.

At night, it's dark, and you can't see your fingers!

No one saw it. On top of a towering mountain, there was a man in white fluttering standing quietly. His long body was jade and his white clothes were not stained at all, but he was holding a handful of blood dripping with cold light on his head. Of the sword.

The sword was radiant with cold light and scorched, and a drop of blood dripped from the tip of the sword, like a drop of dew on a leaf.

The mountain breeze is whistling, white clothes hunting, the man's long hair like ink flies up and down under the blowing of the mountain breeze, that beautiful face like a **** looks down on everything under the mountain, like a king over the world.

His expression was lazy and alienated. What was totally inconsistent with it was the cold light in his eyes, which was unusually sharp and cold, like ice that had accumulated for thousands of years.

Next to the evil man was a child who was not very old. He looked up at the tall and handsome man beside him, and asked in a bewildered manner: "Master, why don't you go to see his mother?"

The evil charm man’s mouth had a lazy but charming smile, his tone was cold, with a kind of irresistible deterrence, but because he was speaking to a child, his tone was also rare and gentle: "Your teacher doesn’t recognize me yet. !"

The tone was very gentle, like the gurgling stream of water, but he could hear the deep loss, hopeless loneliness.