【Grain wattle】turbulent flow

At Zhengmao time, the north gate of Suzhou city.

The winter solstice will be in a few days, and the night will be extremely long. The sky will still be dark, and the streets and houses will be shrouded in thick fog. At a glance, only a gray silhouette can be vaguely discerned.

There was no one around, and occasionally a few cock crows floated in the cold wind of this winter morning, until a few light horseshoes approached from far and near, breaking the silence.

A carriage came from the depths of the dense fog and appeared at the end of the narrow alley leading to the city gate.

The car was moving at a leisurely pace, and the person sitting on the shaft in front held the reins in his hands, humming a little tune leisurely to the sound of the ruts rolling over the bluestone road: "Will be drinking, don't stop drinking, with Junge A song, please listen to me..."

His voice is clear and full of vibes. Although there are a few notes that are out of tune, a piece of music is quite smooth, with a bit of whimsy.

This alley is extremely long, halfway through, the car stopped and the song stopped.

The person in the car asked in a tight voice, "Are you here?"

The man outside shook his head and said, "Whoever should come will always come."

In front of them, stood a row of seven people, blocking the way forward tightly.Those seven people were all dressed in brocade clothes, their bodies were covered with night dew, they didn't know where they came from, or they were standing here from the beginning.

The leader shouted and asked, "Who is the person in the car?"

The driver smiled and said, "You don't know? Since you don't know, why did you stop us?"

He said this presumptuously, and the man in brocade frowned upon hearing this, and said coldly: "The boy is rude, do you know who I am?"

The driver rubbed his eyes and muttered, "Tiqi, you all look the same."

The person at the head was still calm, and a person beside him stepped forward and said angrily: "How dare you speak to our Lord Xiahou like this!"

The driver squinted his eyes at the man opposite, and said, "Oh, you are Xia Houyu."

Xia Houyu also stared at him closely, and asked, "Who are you, and who did you learn from?"

The driver replied leisurely: "No family, no faction, Fu Jianhan."

As soon as the word Fu Jianhan came out, Xiahou and the hand holding the long knife at the waist suddenly tightened.

People in the Jianghu may have never seen Fu Jianhan, but few people have never heard of this legendary swordsman who was born out of nowhere and won the second place in the last Young Heroes in one fell swoop.What's more, Fu Jianhan has another identity. He is also the life-and-death friend of the current martial arts leader Dongfang Weiming.

His appearance here made Xia Houyu feel mixed joy and sorrow.The good news is that this shows that behind him is most likely the person they are waiting for.Worrying, even if there is only one person with a sword in front of him, it is extremely difficult to deal with, not to mention there are two other people who have gone to nowhere at this moment.

Xiahou and immediately made a decision.He wants to do it, and fast.Only by making a quick decision can he get ahead of the other group of people and get the things in their hands completely.

So he showed the knife.The knife has not been unsheathed, and it is more of a symbol of orders.The moment he raised his hand, the other six people rushed towards the carriage.

Yu Shan was easily deceived that time, which was a painful lesson for him. This time when he chased after Suzhou, Xiahou and the people with him were all elites trained by himself, and everyone was a one-in-a-million knife master .

Fu Jianhan could tell at a glance that the Jue Dao Formation formed by these cavalry was several times stronger than the low-level disciples of the Jue Dao Sect in the Jianghu.Over the years, many martial arts sects have gradually declined and there are no successors. Even the top players in the sect are much inferior to those a hundred years ago. Part of the reason is that there are many young people who have become officials. Attracted by the generous benefits that the imperial court can give.

And these people in the martial arts used by the government, although not well-known, are just the real first-class masters, such as Xia Houyu in front of him, and his subordinate Tiqi.

Fu Jianhan squeezed the reins tightly, turned around and said, "Brother Shaolin, sit still."

The blade was getting closer, but instead of retreating, he shook the reins and drove the carriage forward.

This alley is very narrow, so narrow that even if there is only one carriage, the carriage bumps into the high walls on both sides from time to time when driving fast.The driver was definitely not an ordinary horse. Facing the light of the knife, he didn't flinch. Instead, he rushed faster and faster until the first knife was about to cut its neck——

With a neighing sound, the horse raised its front hooves high, and the person on the shaft stood up suddenly at the same instant, still holding the rein tightly with one hand, while the other hand drew out the long sword carried on his back.

Compared with the peerless magic weapon that everyone is vying for outside, this sword is really simple and unpretentious, but in the hands of the person at the front of the car, it seems to burst out thousands of cold lights, like a handful of swords pouring down from a high place. snow color.

The Tiqi are experienced in hundreds of battles, but none of them have ever seen such sword energy.

That red dress was clearly standing on the narrow shaft of the car, but it seemed to be blurry because his movements were so fast.The three-foot cold light shot out from the man's hand, filling the high wall, almost everywhere.

Tiqi, who rushed to the front, missed a single blow, but felt a chill in his chest, and had been stabbed in the center by Fu Jianhan's sword.The brocade clothes worn by Tiqi were originally woven from golden silk from the Western Regions, and ordinary swords could not be pierced, but the sword still left a deep crack on his outer robe.That Ti Qi's eyes were faintly startled, and he wanted to raise the knife to strike again, but the second sword came in an instant.This sword was so precise, it pierced into the same spot exactly, the thin blade pierced through the torn golden silkworm coat, pierced three points into the flesh, and nailed him to the side wall with overwhelming force superior.The person and the carriage didn't even stop, they dragged the horse forward several feet, when Fu Jianhan withdrew his sword, a column of blood sprayed from the chest of the person under the sword, and finally fell to the ground.

Seeing the sharp edge of the sword, the rest of the Tiqi didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so they got up to 12 spirits and rushed forward together.They could see that although Fu Jianhan's swordsmanship was fast, he only had one hand to use because he needed to control the rein.This is a huge disadvantage, especially in the case of one against many.

Fu Jianhan was still standing on the shaft of the chariot with his sword in his hand, his hair fluttering in the back of his head, with a careless smile on his face, as if he was not fighting Tiqi alone at this time, but was driving casually on the field ridge in the countryside.Facing the remaining six people, his heart was still quiet.Because he knows that at this moment, he also has an advantage.

His advantage is that this alley is really too narrow, so narrow that even if the group of Tiqi rushed up together, they couldn't really attack in a group.Therefore, for every sword he strikes, he only needs to deal with two people at the same time.

He squinted his eyes, and chanted again: "The ancient sages are all lonely—"

When he was chanting the holy words, his left hand suddenly let go of the rein, and he slapped the saddle with his palm, and he jumped up sideways, one toe kicked the blade attacking from the left, kicking it half an inch, and followed The toe on the other side also fell on Na Tiqi's shoulder, and his feet clamped tightly on the man's neck and twisted lightly.

Na Tiqi was caught off guard, and was pulled so that he could not stand still and staggered half a step forward. The horse's raised front hoof kicked him hard in the chest, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

And at the same time that the sternum shattered sounded from his ears, the long sword in Fu Jianhan's hand didn't stop. He just used the force of the twist to turn half a circle in the air, avoiding the cut from the right. The long knife, the long sword in the right hand brushed the blade and went straight forward, sending it into the flank of the other Tiqi.

When "Lonely" exited twice, he had already landed on the shaft of the chariot again, holding the rein in his hand again.

The sky was dim, and the fog that could not be dispelled seemed to be thicker now. In this long narrow alley, the brightest thing was the pair of morning star-like eyes of the red-clothed knight in the car. long sword.

In just a short moment, three Tiqi had already been seriously injured. Except for Xia Houyu who was standing still at the end of the alley, the remaining three Tiqi looked at each other and flew up in unison, using exactly the same moves.

This move is called "Human Trace Extermination", and it is a decisive blow of the Jue Dao Formation. Where the Dao Intent falls, it seems that there is a vast snowfall, and even the birds have only one dead end.

Three saber lights slashed down on his head, Fu Jianhan lowered his upper body, raised his sword with his backhand, and resisted the combined blow of the three sabers.

With three long knives on his back, he couldn't help but knelt down on one knee. Although he still held on to the reins, he drove forward under the weight of the cart, forcing the three of them to retreat against the wall, but after all, there were some signs of the end of their strength.

Seeing that the blade was getting closer and closer, the person kneeling at the front of the car raised his eyebrows, still wanting to continue the libretto, but blood foam overflowed from his lips and teeth, so he had to clenched his teeth tightly.

At this time, the people in the car sang for him.

Lu Shaolin's voice was not high, and there was a slight Jiangnan accent in his tone, but there was a trace of upright heroism in it, which passed into Fu Jianhan's ears through the misty water around him, and successfully condensed the breath in his chest.

When Fu Jianhan heard the four words "Only the Drinker", Fu Jianhan stood up little by little, and then said the three words "Liu", "Qi" and "Name" one by one, and the long sword in his hand was like a swimming dragon, Perform three moves, stab each of the three Tiqi who have lost their momentum.

With three blunt bangs in a row, the three long knives hit the bluestone ground one by one, and were left behind by the speeding carriage.

Fu Jianhan defeated six Tiqi in a row with one man and one sword, but he still didn't dare to let go, because the last and most powerful enemy was still standing in front of him.

Just when Fu Jianhan pierced the right shoulder of his last subordinate, Xia Houyu started to move, Fu Jianhan didn't even have time to withdraw his sword, he saw that he had already rushed to him.

This time, even Fu Jianhan suppressed the smile at the corner of his mouth.

He let go of the rein and jumped straight up, taking the initiative to make a move for the first time today.

The libretto in the carriage didn't stop, and accompanied by the sound of knives and swords, the voice became more urgent and louder.

The two of them tossed and turned between the two high walls, their bodies intertwined, and after dozens of moves, Fu Jianhan leaned on his sword and landed on the roof of the carriage. He was stabbed in his right shoulder, bleeding profusely.

Opposite him, Xia Houyu fell on the saddle, still standing firmly, slowly turned the long knife in his hand, and said with a half smile: "Fu Shaoxia, you have nothing to do with the Golden Wind Escort, why don't you just hand over Lu Shaolin , when the time comes, it will be no problem to be promoted to a higher position, so why do you have to fight to the death?"

Fu Jianhan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth casually, shook his head and said with a smile: "You don't understand, Brother Shaolin and I are friends who have drank wine together. I, Fu Jianhan, have nothing to worry about in this world. The only thing I care about is drinking. , friends. And what I care most about is the friends who drink with me!"

Before he finished speaking, he jumped up again and swung the long sword in his hand with all his strength.

This sword seems to have condensed all his life's strength, and it can almost split the thick and cold mist with a single line of sharpness.

At the same time, Xia Houyu made his last blow.

The song "Jiangjinjiu" has been sung to the end, and the sword shadow like the wind and snow cuts straight into the sword intent like the mountain and the sea. At that moment, the mountain is covered with heavy snow, and the strong wind whips up huge waves. A foot-wide crack appears on the bluestone below. On the ground, winding from one end of the alley to the other, only the carriage under the feet of the two people remained intact.

A moment later, a few soft sounds were heard suddenly, the long sword in Fu Jianhan's hand couldn't bear the mighty saber intent, it broke into several pieces and fell to the ground.

And the blade in Xiahou's hand had already reached Fu Jianhan's neck, and with only half a force, he could chop off his head.

But he didn't have the strength to move forward.

Because his chest had already been pierced by another long knife that was much more inconspicuous.

Xia Houyu slowly turned his head away, looking at the person holding the knife who he had always regarded as his prey, his eyes widened in disbelief: "You..."

Lu Shaolin silently drew out his family's matching knife, raised his sleeve and slowly wiped off the splattered blood on his face, and gently finished the last line of the libretto.

——Sell the eternal sorrow with you.

Xia Houyu fell, and he also killed one of his father-killing enemies.Can the deep-seated sorrow ever get rid of half of it?

Behind him, Fu Jianhan let out a long breath, and put his hand on Lu Shaolin's shoulder.

The city gate was right in front of them, but at the end of the empty long alley, there was still no sunlight rising to illuminate the way ahead.They couldn't help but wonder, did the battle that took place outside the other city gate determine the outcome?

On the path outside the west gate of Suzhou City, two people and a horse were walking silently.

Coming out of the abandoned house last night, Jing Ji kept thinking about Gu Yuexuan's words.He still remembered the yelling at that time.If Jiang Yu hadn't said things too seriously, with Gu Yuexuan's personality, he would never have been really angry.

And Gu Yuexuan's subsequent reaction made him understand even more.That little bastard Jiang Yu must have wanted to provoke the relationship between the three senior brothers again, and said some stupid things about him and the third junior brother in front of Gu Yuexuan.Thinking about it further, ever since he left the valley, there must have been many rumors about him in the world, and now that it has reached Gu Yuexuan's ears, no matter how annoyed he is, it will not be messed up.Then, what Jiang Yu deliberately told Gu Yuexuan must have something to do with Dongfang Weiming.

Thorn has never looked at other people's faces very much, it's not that they don't know it, but they disdain it.He didn't pay attention to most people, let alone pay attention to them.But there is always someone who is worthy of his thinking and seeing.Gu Yuexuan was obviously that person.

When Gu Yuexuan smiled at him tonight, his brows were still slightly frowned.He must be troubled by Jiang Yu's words.Thorn knew very well that his senior brother could not really fall for that clumsy trick to provoke, so the worry on Gu Yuexuan's brows was definitely worried about their senior brother.

Now he hopes that Gu Yuexuan will be happy every day, looking at Gu Yuexuan's frowning brows, he really wants to reach out and rub them.As a result, half of his hand was stretched out, and the person beside him just turned his head sideways. He suddenly felt embarrassed, raised his hand around Gu Yuexuan's shoulder, landed on the smooth-haired horse, and muttered: "That boy Fu Jianhan, It’s quite rich to find such a good horse.”

Gu Yuexuan nodded and said: "Brother Fu said, Weiming and Brother Ren Xian from Zhujian Villa have made sufficient preparations for him this trip, so there is no need to worry about money."

Thorn suddenly said: "So don't worry too much."

Gu Yuexuan didn't react: "What?"

Thorn curled his lips and said, "I said, Weiming is still in the mood to arrange these things properly. Jiang Tianxiong's scrambling behind his back, he won't be aware of it at all? Besides, even if there is a big trouble, we are still there. Didn't you say that no matter what the junior brother has, the senior brother will carry it together? The brat is also my junior brother, this time you don't want to stand alone."

Gu Yuexuan looked at him, with a little warmth in his eyes, and said, "Okay."

Thorn said without hesitation: "That's right. Don't frown all the time, you age quickly."

Gu Yuexuan raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "When I get old, will Ah Ji hate me?"

Thorn snorted, "It's enough now... Cough, wait until I'm really old."

He thought of the Hangusan that would strike at any moment, and abruptly stopped talking, and the little bit of lightness and joy that had just floated up in his heart disappeared quickly.

Gu Yuexuan knew what he was thinking of, but his face was still pale, so the frowning person turned into a thorn.

At this time, they had walked all the way to the outskirts. In front of them was half an ancient wall, a dark forest, a small stream and a few rocks.That small stream is probably connected to the canal that surrounds the city. It goes straight to the north. Although the water is not deep, it flows quickly. If you walk along this stream for a while, you will be able to leave Suzhou City.

Compared with the north gate, which is easy to defend and difficult to get out, this road seems to be much easier to walk.Judging from the news obtained last night, there were ambushes at the two city gates in the northwest, and because the distance was not far, the two groups of troops still had time to help each other.Because of this, the four of them decided to divide into two groups. Fu Jianhan drove Lu Shaolin to the north gate, while Gu Yuexuan and Jing Zhi came to the west to drag other enemies.

It was still dark, and there seemed to be only the shadows of trees and stones in front of us.But both of them were open-minded, and there were countless powerful enemies standing in the shadow.

Knowing that it was an ambush, they still had no choice but to rush in, because this might be the only chance of survival.

Gu Yuexuan was about to lead the horse to continue walking, when suddenly the thorns grabbed the reins.

He turned his head and looked at the thorns for a long time.

Thorn wanted to say a lot in an instant, but suddenly couldn't say anything.As easy as this road seems to be, it is actually as difficult as it is.In this battle, the enemy must do their best to deal with the two of them, even if he is as conceited as he is, he doesn't have much confidence.None of them knew whether they could get out of Suzhou City alive.

Gu Yuexuan didn't say much, he stretched out his hand, and lightly shook Thorn's palm.

The moment he shook hands with that hand, Thorn exhaled lightly, as if he had figured it out again.

Left and right have made an appointment for a lifetime, so no matter how long this lifetime is, they can always go on together.

When there were still three feet away from the woods, Gu Yuexuan stopped.

He raised his head, glanced leisurely across the forest, and suddenly struck the horse beside him hard on the rump.

The horse couldn't stand his palm, neighed, and galloped into the woods ahead.

As if excited by the wind and sand raised by the horseshoe, the silent tree shadow swayed slightly.

And at the same moment, the two people who were walking calmly on the road just now flew up from the left and the right, one rushed to the frontmost boulder, and the other leaped onto the half of the city wall.

Even if a top expert can concentrate and hold his breath, hiding his own existence in the environment, he still can't hide the cold killing intent emanating from his body.Ever since they approached the forest, there was always an extremely tense tension hovering in the air, but at this moment, the tension was broken by Gu Yuexuan and Thorn's preemptive strike.

When Gu Yuexuan's toes landed on the rock, he had already extended his palm, but when the wind of the palm was about to touch the person in front of him, he saw the appearance of that person clearly and was startled in his heart.Under the half-bright sky, the man's skin showed a strange purple-gray color, plus there was a knife scar on it, and his right eye was green. He was one of the most famous killers in Tianyi City.

This killer named Poison is extremely poisonous all over his body, even if his fist and palm skills have reached the peak, he dare not touch it forcefully.Gu Yuexuan had no choice but to withdraw his palm, changed his move midway, raised his toe and kicked the poisonous chest.

He originally had the upper hand in this attack, but he wasted half of the opportunity in the midst of receiving and kicking. The strength that could have knocked people down from the rock only caused the poison to take half a step back.

The poisonous monster laughed, and rushed back with clawed hands. The fingernails on its ten fingers were dark green, and they were all inch long. They were stained with poison at a glance.Gu Yuexuan simply did not use his palms to get close to him, but only relied on the wind of his legs to resist the poisonous gas, the hem of his clothes fluttered, and he forced the poisonous gas back three steps.

At this time, the sound of the wind behind the ear suddenly tightened, Gu Yuexuan stepped aside, the fist wind from behind brushed his raised hair and hit the stone obliquely in front of him, causing the half-person-high stone to be shattered into fine powder .

The person who rushed towards him was about nine feet tall, with thick muscles and disheveled hair, a pair of white and black eyes staring as big as copper bells, and the pair of fists were even more solid and terrifying, when they swung through the air There is a slight rust gas, which really looks like a meteor hammer.

Tianyi City dispatched two top killers at once, Gu Yuexuan could not be careless, one person used two, his legs swept away the poison, his two fists fought madly, but his heart was still tied to the other person who was more than ten feet away.

The thorn was like a wild goose, and it flew towards the city wall. The person was still in the air, but the light of the knife in his hand had already struck first, sweeping across the dark wall.Only a few muffled bangs were heard, and several Baguamen disciples who were hiding in the dark were hit by the knife wind and fell from the wall one after another.

Thorn was not yet happy, he felt a determination approaching from the back of his neck, the force was so strong and fierce that even he didn't dare to hit the front directly, he turned half a zhang after volleying before regaining his footing.

A man was coming out from the other side of the wall.The man was wearing a dark gown, his withered white beard and hair fluttering in the wind, and in a pair of old hands, he was holding a knife that was as shiny as ink and nearly two feet wide.

Seeing the ink knife, Thorn couldn't help shaking.It was him!The rumored elder brother of Shang Heming, a master of Bagua sect who has long since retired, and the current sect master Shang Heming, "Crouching Dragon Saber" Shang Longyin!

Thorn originally thought that with his current skills, even if the businessmen and his sons came to set up the kill himself, he would have a [-]% chance of winning, but he didn't expect that those people in the court could invite this legendary hidden master to come here to intercept him and him. Gu Yuexuan.Just that one knife swung from two feet away has such power, which shows that this person's skill is unfathomable and can be called the best in the world.

Having to meet a strong enemy, Thorn clenched his hands, not only was he not afraid, but he was full of pride.As a martial artist, how can he not feel a little excited to have the opportunity to fight against senior masters like this?

He paused for a moment, and Shang Longyin on the opposite side also stopped for a moment, and then the two flew up at the same time and rushed towards each other.

When the Crouching Dragon Saber came out, it seemed that there was a faint dragon chant. The blade was clearly black, but the blade was very bright.

Although Shang Longyin also used the gossip sword technique, it was quite different from Shang Heming's school. His sword intent was not fierce, it could even be called simple, relying on the energy accumulated between each knife, The tricks are linked together, the light of the knife is dense and dense, rushing from all directions, sealing the thorns inside.

Thorn greeted him with a pair of swords, and went all out to resist the overwhelming sword intent.

However, there was a big gap between the two in terms of skill. After a hundred moves, the thorns were a little weak, not to mention the bloodstains on the arms and shoulders, and the chest was even more painful.

There was another knife slashing in front of him, the thorns could not retreat, he leaned back, half of his body was hanging outside the high wall, and he could hook the protruding wall bricks with his feet.

Shang Longyin hurriedly chased after him, raising the broadsword high again.There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was fully sure that the thorns would not be able to escape this knife.

But there is a class of people who are strong when they meet the strong.Thorn has been pulling Gu Yuexuan to compete in martial arts since he was a child, and he has long been used to being suppressed and beaten because of his internal strength, and he also knows how to fight back.

He relied on the vigor in his heart.

No one is better suited to hold a knife in one hand and a sword in the other than he.Ever since he was a child, there always seemed to be two forces competing in his chest. One made him feel grateful for the meticulous care of his master and senior brothers, and wanted him to follow the rules and live according to their wishes; If you want to fight against the rules and morals of the world, you will not be satisfied if you don't work hard.

The magic knife and Buddha sword are extremely sharp, and the thorns themselves are sharper than the sword in his hand.

This fortitude, combined with the denseness accumulated over the years of Shangshang Longyin, gave Thorn a chance to win.

Swinging the magic knife, he backhanded against the Crouching Dragon knife that was slashing down from the top of his head. With a violent force on the back of the thorn, he gritted his teeth and lifted his hanging upper body inch by inch. There was no backing down.

Shang Longyin increased his strength, but he was surprised in his heart, he did not expect this young man to be so strong.This astonishment caused him to vent such a small gap in his dense breath.

The thorns are grabbing the gap.He gave a low cry, ignored the crouching dragon blade that was about to cut into his chest, moved it up half an inch, and suddenly raised the Buddha sword in the other hand.

His sword is more decisive and faster than Shang Longyin's sword.

An old cry of pain came from the city wall, and Shang Longyin's arm fell down the city wall together with Crouching Dragon Saber.

The thorns jumped to the ground, and the sword touched the ground, panting slightly.Although he was considered to have won this battle, he was also severely injured. If he didn't hold on with all his strength, he would lose his strength and kneel on the ground.

Just at this moment, he heard a whizzing noise from the forest, followed by an urgent cry—"Aji!"

At that time, Gu Yuexuan was wrestling with the poisonous madman. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a row of hidden weapons flying out of the forest, but the bush didn't respond in time. His heart was shocked and he rushed towards the bush without thinking.

The beating was in high spirits, he couldn't let him leave as soon as he said it, a pair of giant fists approached him in a blink of an eye.

Between turning around to block and flying, Gu Yuexuan chose the latter without hesitation.

After being punched in the back, Gu Yuexuan did not change his direction, but still jumped to the side of the thorn in time, threw the person to the ground, and rolled out more than ten feet with the momentum, avoiding the row of poisonous hidden weapons.

In a trance, Jing Ji only felt the coldness under his body, and then realized that it was Gu Yuexuan who hugged him and fell into that stream.

Gu Yuexuan hugged the thorns tightly with both hands, raised his head from in front of him, before he could speak, he spit out a mouthful of blood when he opened his lips.

Thorn suddenly woke up.

He's going to get up... get up and get out of here alive!

There was a neighing sound not far away, and he raised his head, only to find that the steed that ran far away had gone back and forth.

The hearts of the two people in the water were all relieved.

They waited until the appointed time - at the gate on the other side, Fu Jianhan had led Lu Shaolin out of trouble.

Gu Yuexuan got the strength from somewhere, and withdrew his arms around the back of the thorn, and the people jumped out of the water, and they all landed on the horse's back.

The horse was very brave, and led them to gallop all the way through the water, rushing into the depths of the forest.

Gradually only the sound of the wind remained behind, and there was no shadow of pursuers in sight. Thorn recovered from the severe pain of the wound, but found that the hand holding the rein of the person behind him gradually loosened.

He took a breath, grabbed the hand, clasped the man's increasingly cold fingers, and shouted back: "Don't sleep!"

Gu Yuexuan's chin rested on his shoulder, hugging him tighter, a pair of slightly closed eyes actually opened again under his roar.

The fingers that I held firmly regained strength, and I only heard the person behind me whispering against my ear: "Okay, don't sleep... I promised Ah Ji... this life will not be so short." .”

Thorn's heart trembled, only felt a slight coolness on his cheeks, and hastily wiped it with the back of his hand, and found that it was a light snow falling from the sky at some time.

The snow was thin, but it fell very densely, and after a while, it dyed Gu Yuexuan's hair hanging on his shoulders with silvery white spots.

Presumably I am the same.

The thorns shook their heads slightly, as if they were really clinging to the man's hand like this, cuddling each other, and they turned gray overnight.

Thinking like this, he felt that there was nothing worth caring about behind him, the rustling wind and the thousands of miles of ice and snow...

Anyway, no matter what, he already held the deepest warmth from this world in his hands.