Don't be tempted, sir

The air was filled with smoke and it was silent. Shen Yining stood there feeling a little scared. While he could still see more clearly, he found a relatively sturdy azalea tree nearby and squatted down.

He waved to the maid and whispered, "Come quickly! We'll hide here!"

"Miss Shen, just hide! I will protect you!"

Shen Yining's legs were numb after squatting for a long time. He stood up and dared not walk around. He held onto the tree trunk and flexed his legs. The fog had become thicker, and it was dark, so he couldn't see anything. "I'm so scared! Can Lord Song still find me?"

The humidity was heavy. My injured leg was a little painful. My hair and cheeks were all damp. My cloak was almost soaked. I felt helpless! I couldn't see or hear. [Did Lord Song feel like this when he was blind?]

The surroundings were strangely quiet, Shen Yining asked quietly: "Lan'er, are you still there?"

No one answered! I was even more frightened and called out in a low voice: "Lan'er...Lan'er...I'm so scared!"

Lan Er reminded quietly: "Girl! Don't make any noise, it's coming!"

When Shen Yining heard this, he covered his mouth with his hands and dared not make any more sound. [I don't say anything, I'm so scared! I want to go home! I miss Song...] Suddenly he felt something was wrong! He stopped shouting in his heart and listened quietly to the movements around him.

"Young Master, here I come!"

"Ok!"

At this moment, Song Xiaoyuan was sitting in the pavilion in the distant mountains, reading a book leisurely.

Several arrows were shot straight at Song Xiaoyuan, each one was deadly. He dodged them with his eyes wide open and tilted his head. The book in his hand flew out and deflected the arrow from the door opposite him. He then rolled over to avoid it and drew out the Red Moon Sword.

A group of men in black looked at each other, nodded, and rushed forward with swords! The shadow guards intercepted and fought with them, and Ah Wu attacked with his sword, invincible: "Ah~~~~I haven't felt so good in a long time!"

The men in black paused and tried to block with their swords but their attacks were all cut off. Ah Wu used a beautiful Eagle Wings move to slash the throats of several men, and blood immediately flowed out. The rest were a little timid and attacked Song Xiaoyuan.

Song Xiaoyuan stood in the pavilion, his eyes were cold and deep, his slender right hand cleverly exerted force, and the Red Moon Sword in his hand flew towards the black-clothed man, so fast that before he could react, the Red Moon had already pierced his chest. He emerged from the pavilion without a shadow and pulled out the Red Moon! Before a group of black-clothed men could make a move, their throats were pierced by the Red Moon. When the Red Moon pierced the chest of the last man, Shen Xiaoyuan held the hilt of the sword, his eyes were cold: "You guys are good at picking."

The black-clad Deadpool spat out blood, and Song Xiaoyuan drew his sword and retreated, "Tsk..."

A group of people behind him were still eager to try, Song Xiaoyuan turned around and watched with calm eyes. Several men in black surrounded and fought with each other. At this moment, a lot of blood stains were splashed on their moon-white brocade clothes, just like the ghostly red spider lilies blooming under the moon.

Ah Wu, who was still fighting excitedly, asked: "Master, please leave some people alive!" The few remaining Deadpools in black were even more frightened when they heard this, and some of them ran away.

Song Xiaoyuan killed the last person in front of him, and the splashing blood splashed on his face, but his eyes remained calm. The red moon in his hand wept blood, and his eyes moved slightly as he looked at the sea of ​​flowers in the distance: "It's late, let's kill them all!"

Then he disappeared in Yuanshan Pavilion and hurried towards Muchun Pavilion where Shen Yining was.

The fleeing men in black scattered, and three of them boldly escaped into the cuckoo mist.

Shen Yining, who was afraid of covering her mouth, stood tired and squatted down to hug herself. The surroundings were terribly quiet! There was no light in front of her, only humid air, and her whole body was soaked in water vapor. Just when she was cold and scared, she heard footsteps approaching her. The faint sound in the darkness would be amplified.

He stood up excitedly, thinking it was Song Xiaoyuan coming, but the footsteps did not seem like a human, so he slowly squatted down for fear of making any noise. He listened as it got closer, and then he heard the sound of swords fighting.

Shen Yining sat on the ground, covered his mouth and curled up into a small body, crying silently out of fear. After fighting for a long time, he only heard Lan'er's weak voice: "Hurry... run...!"

Shen Yining wanted to run, but his legs were weak and he could only crawl two steps on the ground with his hands. He stood up and ran in the direction he was facing. He didn't even notice the azalea branch cutting his neck, and he didn't dare to make a sound. He could only run around groping in the fog.

Suddenly he bumped into a wall of flesh and fell to the ground. His butt hurt, but Shen Yining covered his mouth without crying out. He couldn't see anything and didn't dare to move.

The man in black waved his sword wildly and shouted, "Who! Who is it!"

The red moon pierced through the chest of the man in black, and the scorching blood sprayed on Shen Yining's face. At this moment, he could no longer hold back! He got up and screamed and ran away: "Ah! I'm so scared! Song Xiaoyuan, where are you? Wuuwuwu..."

"Shen Yining! I'm here!"

Shen Yining paused when she heard this, sobbing and whispering, "Where are you? Song Xiaoyuan!"

"Shen Yining, I'm here!"

I recognized his voice and wanted to go find him.

A familiar and gentle voice came from the mist: "Don't move, say something! I'm here to find you!"

Shen Yining stood there obediently and sobbed as she agreed: "I was waiting for you there just now. I was so scared! I couldn't hear or see. Oh, right! You must have been like this when you were sick before..."

Just as he was about to continue speaking, he was suddenly embraced in his arms. The scent of cedar lingered around his nose. Shen Yining finally felt relieved. She also reached out to hug him, burying her head in his arms and sobbing.

Song Xiaoyuan gently stroked her back as she cried and trembled, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I'm late!"

She sobbed in his arms: "It doesn't matter, as long as you're here!"

Song Xiaoyuan let go of the person in his arms, took off her already soaked cloak, and held her up firmly: "Let's go back."

Shen Yining leaned against his chest and murmured softly: "Song Xiaoyuan..."

Curved lips hugged her and responded patiently: "Yeah."

"Song Xiaoyuan..."

"Ah."

"Song Xiaoyuan"

"Ah."

"pain..."

"Where does it hurt?"

"My knee... hurts..."

After leaving the sea of ​​azaleas, they could see the lighted path. He carried her to Wen Tanglin and put her on the couch. The maids were waiting to serve her, but Shen Yining refused to let go of the hand hanging on Song Xiaoyuan's neck and murmured, "Don't go! Don't leave me alone!"

Song Xiaoyuan hugged her and asked softly, "Do you know that I am Song Xiaoyuan, not Shen Changqing?"

The person in his arms did not respond, so Song Xiaoyuan could only ask the maids and servants to help take off their shoes and socks, take off their blood-stained coats, and carry her into the hot spring pool.

Seeing the blood stains on her face, Song Xiaoyuan gently wiped them off and coaxed her softly, "Does your leg still hurt?"

"Yeah, it hurts."

Song Xiaoyuan just held her in his arms and sat in the pool, rubbing her knees.

Ban Xu: "I know you are Song Xiaoyuan!"

Song Xiaoyuan turned to look at Shen Yining who had her head buried in his arms.

"White Snow Pine Fragrance" Shen Yining looked up at those deep eyes and said, "Thank you, Master Song!"

Seeing her cheeks slowly regain their rosy color, he replied gently, "You're welcome!"