[Comprehensive] Floating dream with one knife

Although Zhuang Zhou had already decided to leave this world, Xue Chang never said a word about when and how to leave, and Zhuang Zhou never asked a word.

For a while, life was the same as before.

Jinfengxiyu Tower is still the only one in Shengjing City, Wang Xiaoshi is still guarding Wenrou, and Bai Choufei is still ambitious and fighting everywhere.

There is still noise and chatter above the Golden Mayu Hall, and the streets and alleys of the city are also noisy.

The lord of the court is still fatuous, and the enemies at the frontier are still eyeing.

Nothing seems to have changed.

However, there are gradually differences in the subtleties that are invisible to others.

It is said that Fang Xiaohou has recently become entangled with Wuqing, the leader of the four famous arresters. He visits him every day, and has stepped down the threshold of Shenhou Mansion by half an inch.

Really sincere heart, the whole court is shocked.

It is also said that the deputy landlord Bai is worried about the illness of the landlord, and now he is guarding beside Su Mengzhen's sick bed day and night, taking care of daily life and serving food, and he has never slack off in the slightest.

I really did my best, and I don't know how many people's eyeballs are about to get out of the frame and go to the earth.

Waiting day and night, sharing the same bed every night.

This Baichou Feibai deputy landlord with high eyes and unpredictable hearts really seems to have restrained his sharpness and broken his arrogance, and he has fully acted like a loyal minister and good general who is worried about his ministers and his ministers.

Yang Wuxie looked at it, but Bai Choufei was clearly a young man who had just tasted love. His eyebrows and eyes were like knives, his words were like ice, and he couldn't hide his sticky, greasy, burning honey, and Zhuang Zhou was in this world now. No worries, no restraints, but also an attitude of watching with cold eyes and acting as if there is no one else around.

These two people, in their current situation, seem to have really developed a taste of "brotherhood" friendship and "confidante" that you love and I would like to be ambiguous.

That's it.

The sunlight in early summer is the best, like a twenty-eight beauty, neither thick nor light, not clear and not bewitching, graceful and graceful, it makes people feel safe and happy when they see it.

Zhuang Zhou half-lyed on the couch, his eyes melted in the sunlight, and seemed to have a rare tenderness.

"Today must be a fine day."

Yang Wuxie, who had been standing silently, took a quick step forward upon hearing the words, and was about to reach out to lift Su Mengzhen up, but one hand was already on his arm.

The palm is well-proportioned, and the fingers are like jade. Isn't it Bai Choufei, or who?

"I come."

Bai Choufei's eyes didn't look at Yang Wuxie, and one hand seemed to be lightly and casually placed on his arm, but Yang Wuxie's heart trembled involuntarily, and he looked at Su Mengzhen.

Su Mengzhen's eyes were still submerged in the sunlight, and he couldn't see clearly. He seemed to be looking at them, and seemed to be thinking about something that had nothing to do with them.

Yang Wuxie already understood what he meant, he laughed at himself in his heart, and silently withdrew his hand.

Bai Choufei didn't see any joy on his face, he bent down, stretched out his hand gently, wrapped around Su Mengzhen's thin and strong waist, and stared at Su Mengzhen's face with burning eyes.

It's as light as hugging a trembling flower that is about to wither, and it's so hot that you can't wait to swallow someone into your stomach.

Zhuang Zhou raised a hand, and put it on Bai Choufei's arm lazily, drooping his eyelids, the lonely and cold fire in his eyes seemed to be warmed up, with some strange tenderness and tenderness in his life. Cool and thin taste.

It does not belong to Sumeng pillow, but belongs to the taste of Zhuang Zhou.

With the help of Bai Choufei's strength, Zhuang Zhou sat firmly on the special four-wheel padded wooden chair, Yang Wuxie walked out the door and tapped three palms, and four young men with broad shoulders, long legs and masked faces appeared, Holding the lower corner of the chair, he lifted Zhuang Zhou up with the chair firmly.

The four young men tapped their toes lightly and climbed down the steps from the tower. The ups and downs seemed like a breeze caressing the willow catkins, and Zhuang Zhou was not stained by the slightest strength.

The wooden chair fell to the ground, and the four of them bowed their heads deeply, and their figures disappeared into the tower.

Bai Choufei followed closely, stabilized his posture, stretched out his hand to hold the wooden chair, and pushed Su Mengzhen out of the elephant trunk tower steadily.

Outside the tower, the sky is really blue and the clouds are scattered, the birds are whispering, looking around, it is bright and bright, not like the world.

"Second Bai," Zhuang Zhou squinted his eyes, as if slightly stung by the scene, "follow me around the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower."

Bai Choufei raised his willow eyebrows lightly, but they were not like knives and knives, but soft. He was born beautiful, but this time, he was like a pearl out of a box and a treasure knife out of its sheath. The brilliance that does not seem to be in the world, and the clear environment are also incomparable.

"it is good."

These two walked peacefully on Tianquan Mountain, and wherever they passed, everyone bowed their heads in worship.

"The Golden Wind Drizzle Tower has four colored buildings of blue, red, yellow and white and one tower."

Zhuang Zhou looked calm and said suddenly.

"The White Building is the place where all materials are collected and kept."

"The Red Chamber is the gathering place for all armed forces."

"The Yellow House is the center of entertainment."

"The brothel is the general hub for issuing orders."

Zhuang Zhou actually introduced the fourth floor on Tianquan Mountain to Bai Choufei one by one. The corners of his lips raised half an inch, with a half-smile: "The last one is the Elephant Trunk Tower where I live."

"It wasn't originally called the Elephant Trunk Tower. When my father was around, he called it the Golden Wind and Drizzle Tower."

The author has something to say:

I'm back, and all that's left is true love, kiss one!The grades haven't come down yet, I don't feel very good, but I'm in a good mood, so I like it!In the past two days, I have been thinking a lot. I have forgotten all I thought before, and I have forgotten the plot. Do you mind if God unfolds, I really want to write an original.