Zanxing

Hairpin Xing was hesitating how to persuade the sad boy to leave quickly, but Gu Baiying suddenly grabbed her arm and rushed out the door: Go!

Mimi rushed into the yard with it. Hairpin Xing had just run into the yard when she suddenly thought of something and turned around and said to Gu Baiying, Wait a minute! She turned and rushed back.

Yang Xingxing! Gu Baiying's pupils shrank, she wanted to pull her hand and fluttered in the air, only to see the figure of Xingxing disappear into the thatched hut.

He quickly chased in, only to reach the door, a wooden beam slammed down, Gu Baiying stretched out his hand to block, the beam hit his arm, there was a loud noise in the house, and the roof of the thatched hut collapsed.

Mimi screamed at the door in a hurry, Gu Baiying's heart sank, the embroidered bone gun swept across, and cut a path, Gu Baiying was about to rush in, the shadow of the hairpin star appeared in front of the door, her hair was disheveled and her head was covered. There was a layer of grass clippings, and the whole person was disgraced. When he saw Gu Baiying, he smiled.

I still have the heart to laugh! Gu Baiying was so angry that she dragged her out of the house and swept in the direction of Shishan: I've never seen a fuel bottle like you!

The barren, barren gray stone mountain was blocked by an invisible barrier every time he walked here. Now, a layer of light waves like water ripples are gradually rippling in the ground shaking. The ripples gradually washed away, showing a vortex-like entrance at the very center, and the hairpin said: The barrier is open.

She followed Gu Baiying forward, and as soon as she got close to the whirlpool, she felt a suction pull her and fly in. Mimi had already got into the Qiankun bag, and in the flash of lightning, Hairpin Xing grabbed the paws of Baiqieji. Want to bring the white cut chicken out of here too.

The bald-tailed chicken pecked at the back of her hand, and she felt a pain in her heart. The hairpin was caught off guard and let go, and saw the arrogant and arrogant pheasant spread its wings and swayed to the thatched hut that was collapsing.

Under the azure blue sky, like a crappy kite, it flew to its warm-colored home, and gradually disappeared.

When Zhan Xing opened his eyes again, he found himself in a mountain cave with Gu Baiying beside him.

The secret realm in the painting has disappeared, the barren rocky mountain, the lonely and warm thatched hut, the dense and beautiful bipedia tree, and the bald-tailed pheasant will forever dissipate with the prohibition, and will never appear again. in front of the world.

It was pitch black outside, and it seemed to be raining. Hairpin Xing got up from the ground and asked, Is this a tiger's den?

If that's the case, don't be scorched to death by Jinhuahu's voice again.

No, Gu Baiying looked outside: We should still be on Neverwinter Mountain.

Hairpin Xing breathed a sigh of relief: Fortunately, this secret realm enchantment did not place the entrance in any dangerous place.

Gu Baiying turned his head, his handsome face was ashen with anger, and he began to settle accounts after the fall. He stared at Hairpin Xing and scolded: Yang Hairpinxing, are you crazy? Why did you suddenly rush back just now? No one will stop you if you want to die, so don't insult me. The reputation of the Taiyan faction!

Hairpin Xing let him swear a few words. At the end, he took out two mud dolls from his arms. After hesitating for a while, he slowly reached out and handed them over, and said in a low voice, Hey, this is for you.

Gu Baiying was stunned.

Two crudely made clay puppets were lying on the woman's palm. The palms were also dirty and gray, with a cut on them, and the blood was solidified by the gray, showing a cold color.

He suddenly fell silent.

Hairpin Xing coughed twice: I originally wanted to take that pile of poems away, but it was too close to the window, and they were all buried in the soil. In the end, only this one was found. She tried her best to keep her tone softer. This is made by Fairy Qinghua, you keep it and think about it.

He didn't speak, didn't look at the hairpin star, just stood quietly in the cave.

The sound of wind and rain was particularly evident in the dark night. The coldness gradually came over from the outside, and the cave was filled with the cold air unique to the mountain night.

After a long time, Hairpin Xing heard his voice: You are injured.

She stuffed the two clay puppets into Gu Baiying's hands, put her hands behind her back, and said with a smile, Small wounds will be healed in just one stick of incense.

The teenager took two steps forward, and the voice came from the darkness: Come here, I will bandage you.

It's really not necessary.

come over.

The hairpin star passed by honestly.

Before we can enjoy the joy of reunion, we must accept the separation of our loved ones. This young man is only nineteen years old now, Hairpin Xing can't imagine his mood at the moment, but thinking about it, it is not something that can make people easy.

The lighting talisman was stuck in the cave, he sat down by the mountain wall, took out a medicine bottle from the Qiankun bag, grabbed the hairpin's hand, first cleaned the wound with cleansing, and then applied a thin layer Thin medicinal powder. The medicine bottle was also bells and whistles, and at first glance it was the handwriting of the real Shaoyang. However, the powder is very useful. As soon as I put it on, I feel a cool and ironing feeling.

The young man lost his usual arrogance, his bandaging movements were gentle and careful, and his expression was calm as if nothing had happened. His facial features are handsome and bright, and his profile is as delicate as a painting.

It's just that this painting is now three-pointed lonely, like the night rain in this mountain, cold and lonely.

Hairpin Xing racked his brains to break the conversation, lest he gradually indulge in this loneliness, she said: I have used the sound transmission to Brother Tian and the others, but there is still no reply. Do you want to go out to find them later?

No. Gu Baiying wrapped a snow-white cloth around her hand: There are many spirit beasts in Neverwinter Mountain, and it is dangerous at night. We will stay here and go out tomorrow.

But here we are, if the Golden Flower Tiger comes again.

I've placed a ban at the mouth of the cave.

Another moment of silence.

His fingertips are slender and white, and the shape is quite good-looking. There are thin calluses left by practicing guns all year round between the fingertips, and occasionally it itches when rubbing the skin. Gu Baiying tied the cloth in a beautiful knot and let go of Hairpin Xing's hand. Hairpin Xing clenched his fists, opened his palms again, and looked at each other: Thank you, uncle, I'm fine.

He lowered his eyes, got up, walked to the other side and sat down: rest.

A look that refuses to speak any more.

Heavy rain.

The wind also gradually became stronger, whistling and trying every means to get in from the outside. Some fine raindrops were slanted into by the wind and fell on the hairpin star, soaked in the coolness.

Seeing that there were still some dry branches and leaves in the cave, she got up and walked over, gathered the branches and leaves together, and lit it with fire.

There is fire in the rainy night.

The branches made a crackling sound in the fire, the rain outside was rustling, and the wind blew the flames to tilt and move, and a cluster of warmth slowly came over.