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The surroundings became more and more silent, and Daxue just walked tirelessly, running left and right, presumably he was not in the vicinity, otherwise as long as Ah Piao was within the two-shot area, Daxue would be able to find him.

Zisang spread it out.

Kai Qiannan didn't think that the blood on her sleeve could be Bai Yunmo's, or someone else's. She kept waving arrows to protect her on the boat, but she didn't expect Zisang to be injured too.

Where did she think about it, Zisang was still protecting Bai Yunmo in his arms.When an arrow was shot, Bai Yunmo was looking around in a daze, Zisang raised his hand and hugged it forward, and the sharp arrow on the wall flew past.

Seeing that Zisang was gasping for breath and couldn't move, Nan Wufang noticed that the crimson on his arms was getting deeper and deeper.

Zisang leaned against the tree and sat down, swallowed, his face pale: "Tell me not to drink, this meeting is just about time."

Nan Wushan pushed back half of Zisang's skirt, looking around, except for his eyes full of spring, the big red spot on his left arm was the scratch of the arrow cluster. "

She cut a strip of cloth from the outer robe, tied it on Zisang, and took the already wet silk handkerchief to wipe Zisang's wound.

When she lowered her head, her eyes would always fall below the collarbone, so she had to tilt her head.

Zisang laughed at her, raised his good hand and turned Nan Wu's face away: "You dared to look at it before, why don't you dare now."

Then those eyes fell below the half-cloaked collarbone again, looking at the looming cherry red in the snow-white moisturized skin.

Then she turned her head sideways to prevent Zisang from holding her chin.

I dared to watch it before, because I didn't worry about it before.

"Well, what's on your mind?" Zisang didn't tease her any more, he just glanced slightly at the girl who didn't talk much.

Except for the scars on his face, there is not much change, except that he is taller, his outline is deeper, his brow bone is higher, and his eyes are hidden deeper.

"Think, your body is different from before."

"Ok?"

In the past, a person who was only twelve or thirteen years old was just a fluffy child, but now he has grown where he should have grown, especially when he took off his clothes. The difference is naturally big.

Are you making fun of me, but I didn't see you laughing, and when Zisang came back to his senses, he saw the corners of the mouth of the person in front of him slowly curled up, and he bent out of his mouth in a chuckle.

In fact, a person who doesn't like to laugh always has an advantage, that is, once she smiles in front of you, it is very rare, and it is always like a completely different person.

Zisang raised his middle finger and tapped on the tip of Nan Wu's chin: "It's good for you like this. When you smile, your lips, eyes and nose look good. It's boring to be cold all day long."

Then Nan Wu's face froze, and the rare smile just now faded away.

It's a minor injury, and it's fine if it's tied up.

The two people, who were all wet, found a dilapidated shack, which seemed to be used by fishermen to store sundries or something, but there was no one there anyway.

Nan Wu searched for dry firewood, lit a fire with the flint in the shed, and Daxue fluffed the hair on his body, squatting on the fire to bake.

When Zisang dived into the water, all he had left was the single shirt inside, so he had to take it all off and put it in front of the fire to roast, with only a petticoat half covering his body.

There is nothing to hide, and most of them are still half-naked|exposed in the firelight.

Nan Wu just took off a brocade shirt outside and was drying it in his hand, his face was blushing brightly through the heat, and the deep color in his eyes was completely hidden in evasiveness.

"Bai Yunmo has Ah Piao to protect her, so nothing should happen." Zisang bent her knees, resting her face on her knees, looking down at Huo Miao'er jumping around.

Besides, someone as smart as Bai Yunmo.

But sometimes she is too angry, like when she was on the boat, she was not clear at all, she always worried too much.

Thinking of this, Zisang raised his eyes, full of doubts.

She said to Nan Wu: "Bai Yunmo and I are different. I always feel that so many things in this world have nothing to do with me, but Bai Yunmo is not like that."

When the dumb uncle hurt his leg, Yunmo said that he couldn't just leave like this. Later, the dumb uncle fell ill again, so she vowed to study medicine. Those girls Yu Bai Yunmo were just a group of prostitutes. There are more women.

Zisang felt that death was death, although it was chilling, but in the end it might be their fate, but Bai Yunmo was not like that.

Bai Yunmo even wanted to die with him.

From Bai Yunmo's point of view, everyone's life is the same, so she studies medicine, everyone is important, so seeing those women fall in front of her one by one, her heart feels like a knife.

Zisang only thought that it was their fate, but what Bai Yunmo thought was, even if it was only a chance of fate, I also cared.

Women in the world are like duckweed in the water. If anyone says in vain that their lives should die here, no one in the world will care about them.

Perhaps Bai Yunmo just wanted to be that water, and support them well.

"This is the difference between Bai Yunmo and you and me." Zi Sang looked at Nan Wu firmly, into those deep eyes, as if talking in a mirror.

"Bai Yunmo has everything in her heart. She has affection, righteousness, and heart. She has eyes to see and respect those people. She won't say it, and it has nothing to do with me."

So when I saw her, I felt like I saw a real living thing.

"Ah."

Nan Wu's eyes pierced the swaying flames. She may be ruthless, righteous, and unintentional, but she still has eyes.

Those eyes can't see other people, but can only see that woman. It was the same six years ago, and it will be the same six years later.

The woman's surname is Gong, and her name is Zisang.

He turned over the single shirt on the branch and put it back on the fire to roast in silence.

Zisang was in a daze, and said from time to time: "If someone like Bai Yunmo, the Lord Buddha would take her in, the world would be too boring."

This Lord Buddha is too boring.

Nanwu didn't say anything, and slowly watched Zisang's eyelids drop, and then slowly watched Zisang curled up on his side on the haystack.

The half petticoat was useless after all, it didn't cover any important place.

Daxue stared at Zisang for a while, then turned to look at Nanwu, with a smirk, as if laughing at Zisang casually.

Nanwu stretched out her hand for the first time, and Daxue pressed her head against her palm, which was warm.

So the wolf and the wolf turned their heads to look at the Xiangxue nephrite lying on its side from time to time, separated by the half-dried firewood.

After feeling the clothes dry, Nan Wu took them off, approached Zisang softly, knelt down and covered up the alluring nephrite jade.

When she retracted her hand, she brushed her slightly puffed pink lips unconsciously.

It was like this every time she was asked to shut up and go to sleep before, cover her up and tap a little, and she will be much more honest.

Zisang moved, wrapped the warm clothes on his chest, and continued to sleep after rubbing.

Seeing her sleeping so soundly, Nan Wucai took off the single shirt he was wearing inside and dried it too.

He is naked and wants to take a long gown.

The person who was originally lying stretched, sniffed the warm outer shirt, gathered it up and put it on his body, turned his head and squinted his eyes, looked up and down the naked Nan Wu, opened his mouth and said: "It's well arranged. "

Just four words made her blush.

She is usually a quiet person, but in front of Zisang, she is always at a disadvantage when it comes to speaking, and her thoughts are moved by her heart.

She put a black brocade shirt on her body, wrapped it tightly, and sat down awkwardly, not daring to speak.

Zisang found it very interesting that he dared to assassinate the monarch of Nanliang, and he dared to use swords on the old and weak, women and children, but in front of her, he became more and more like a peasant girl.

On another level, she also felt sad.

"Nan Wu, besides me, who else do you know in this world?"

"No."

When she first entered the world, she only knew people who should be killed and people who should not be killed.

Because she is a swordsman, she was born to practice swords, compare swords, and kill people every day.

When she was sold out, the first person who shouldn't be killed was Kongtong, then Zisang, and she didn't know the others.

Kongtong was the one who bought him, and Zisang was the one who named her.

Kong Tong died.

So the Nanliang monarch who should have been killed but not killed became her patriarch, and Zisang was the one to protect.

There is no one else but you.

Even if I wandered among thousands of people looking for you for a long time, those thousands of people are just thousands of people, with no names or connections.

"It's not good for you to be like this." After that, I won't say more, how can I be the only one, I feel burdened.

It's like turning around and sneaking back to find you, thinking that there is only one in this world, and if I can pity you, I will feel very sad if I only remember you.

People shouldn't live like this. Sometimes Zisang feels that the resemblance to Nanwu is here, and there is no one to worry about.

But counting, she is better than Nanwu, she still has Bai Yunmo, Nanwu, and even a Nanliang monarch who will occasionally think of her.

There is only her in Nanwu, if one day, even her son Sang doesn't care about Nanwu, what kind of situation will it be.

Nan Wu pursed his lips, and took the sword next to him. The long sword was full of traces of gunpowder and smoke. There was no cloth for wiping the sword, so he lifted the corner of his robe and wiped it.

"Did you kill many people later?"

"Ah."

Walking so many places, it is inevitable to encounter some annoying people, there are bandits blocking the way, there are shop assistants who are doing bad things, and street bullies who are bullying.

The blood marks on the sword are not easy to remove, especially in the blood groove.

When she put down the sword, those eyes were still looking at her, so she tried not to avoid it.

When did it start? It seems that since she was with Bai Yunmo, every time Zisang looked at her again, she didn't dare to look back.

Such a glamorous person like Bai Yunmo made her feel ashamed and ugly, so every time Zisang looked at her, she always turned her face sideways, not wanting to show that scar.

The two looked at each other for a while, and Zisang said straight away: "Why don't you show your face today?"

Watch for a while, for a while.

Nan Wu didn't speak, and lowered his head.

"Leaving the waterway, I'm afraid it will take two days to return to Baibi City?"

"Well. Two days."

She tried to say two more words.

He took off the clothes that were propped up and felt them dry, then stood up like this, then took off his coat, looked at Zisang with his eyes, and then slowly approached.

Facing the approaching snow-white body with clear muscles, Zisang sat up slightly, squinted his eyes, and seemed to smell the aroma of wine again, but it was mixed with sourness.

In the wilderness, in the shadows of the night, the well-proportioned body glows step by step, and each figure is bent down in front of the eyes.