[Lu Xiaofeng + Sword Three] Great battle!former love

After Mei Qingqian walked around outside, she finally came to the door of the Black Widow. Instead of going in, she flew to the roof with light work. She moved very lightly, so long as she didn't look up, she couldn't see her. She saw the black widow at home, holding a medicine hoe, squatting there, carefully inspecting every herb in the medicine field, the sun shone on her face, and she could clearly see her focus and happiness.

Mei Qingqian looked at her on the roof and thought about something.

Of course, she would not believe everything Shi Lao San said. A person who told herself so much news for no reason, Mei Qingqian was always extra careful, but at least half of what he said was true. For example, there was indeed a man , because black widows don't become widows for no reason.

Qingqian watched Black Widow on the roof for a few days. Her work and rest were very regular, even rigid. She woke up when the sky was just shining. Come back with some flowers and plants, play with her small medicine field, and sometimes she will do some experiments on the people in the wooden house. She rarely goes out and rarely communicates with the outside world. Do more unconsciously, and then look at a place in a trance, Mei Qingqian thinks, it must be that she is thinking about the person who lived with her.

It was a woman who was emotionally traumatized, and she even isolated herself from the whole world to escape the fact that the person was no longer there.Mei Qingqian knows that the Black Widow is not a good person, but she is a poor person, and the way to impress this seemingly hard-hearted but fragile woman, Mei Qingqian knows, there is one-

On this day, Mei Qingqian finally stood in front of the Black Widow.

It was not surprising that the black widow saw her. Mei Qingqian had been watching her from the roof for several days without much concealment. As long as she paid a little attention, she could be found. The voice of the black widow was as gentle as ever: " I almost thought you were in love with me."

Mei Qingqian shook her head, her complexion was very bad, her complexion was very pale, her eyes were dark and dark, it was obvious that she hadn't slept well in the past few nights, the clothes she was wearing today were very loose, which made her look thinner.

The black widow didn't like to see her like this, and she spoke very meanly: "It's a donkey that backs up, I think you don't move even if you hit it."

Mei Qingqian pursed her lips again and again, she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything, her face changed several times before she said: "I can do anything..."

Mei Qingqian's whole face was flushed red, looking embarrassed and humiliated, the black widow looked at her, feeling a little bit interesting, and said, "For my treasure?"

Mei Qingqian bit her lower lip and nodded.

"In order to save Hua Liulang?" The black widow deliberately emphasized Hua Duzui's title, and she also called it very intimately. She could see that Qingqian Mei really gave up face. Since she can say it, she can do it too get.

"Yes." Mei Qingqian replied firmly.

The black widow looked at Mei Qingqian, as if she was considering the feasibility, Mei Qingqian's waist was straight, but her eyes were flustered, it could be seen that she was very nervous.

The black widow suddenly laughed, her posture was casual and lazy, she covered her mouth and smiled, she was charming, she said: "Girl, quickly boil the bath water for my wife~"

The black widow seemed to really regard Mei Qingqian as a maid, instructing her to do this and that, but she didn't mention the treasure at all.The brows that are clear and shallow are getting tighter and tighter.

Finally one day, just when Mei Qingqian couldn't help but want to ask, the Black Widow asked her: "Are you in a hurry?"

At this time, the black widow was lying on her body, reading medical books while enjoying the treatment of feeding fruit with her sleeves light and light.

Mei Qingqian nodded, she is now very aware of Black Widow's temper, she is always self-centered, assertive and bossy, stubborn and self-willed.

"Why?" Black Widow always likes to ask her questions, as if she sees another person through her questions, maybe she used to be.

"I heard that he was locked in a dungeon." Mei Qingqian didn't say the man's name.

But the black widow didn't answer her again, she looked at the medical book, moved the medical technique swinging, and finally put it on her face, when Mei Qingqian noticed, she had fallen asleep leaning on her shoulder, Mei Qingqian carefully straightened her body, fortunately they were on the couch just now, Mei Qingqian found a blanket and covered the black widow's body.

Qingqian stayed next to the black widow for a long time, and finally sighed. The sigh was helpless and worrying, as if thousands of words hit people's hearts, and finally she backed out.

The sound of footsteps gradually disappeared, but the black widow opened her eyes. She didn't speak, but just opened her eyes.

At this time, a floor in the house opened, and a secret passage appeared in a short while. The man who came out of the secret passage was really that gray-eyed man. The black widow had many enemies, and the secret passage in the house was also prepared. There are quite a few, but only those few people really know the secret way: "Are you relenting?"

The black widow didn't speak, she was still thinking about that sentence - I heard that he was locked in the dungeon, that sentence was simple and plain, but it reminded the black widow of a very dark and helpless time long, long ago.

Her enemy has captured her lover, and she desperately searches for it.At that time, she was also in such a hurry. For a piece of news, she could do everything. She couldn't sleep at night, and was always awakened by nightmares. Looking for, like a crazy she wolf in the grassland, she thought over and over again in her heart, hurry up, hurry up, he doesn't know how much pain he will suffer in their hands.

The man sighed, he walked to the black widow's bed and shook her, the black widow was still in a daze, stuck in the memory.

"Yan Niang, Yan Niang." The gray-eyed man's voice was very soft and gentle, at this moment he smiled, his eyes shone brightly, making one's heart soften in a mess.

The black widow suddenly turned her face and stared at him. Suddenly, she hugged his neck with her arms. Just as she was about to push her gray eyes away, she heard the black widow's choked cry. She hugged him and shouted something else. A person's name was called so many times that her voice became hoarse, and he heard the black widow ask him: "Haitongqing, you, tell me, if I, a little earlier, would he, would he?" Yes, he won't die, he, will he be angry with me."

The man supported the bed with his hands to avoid pressing the people under him. His beautiful gray eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog. He was very confused. Because of my own love joy, but also because of his pain, what kind of thing is that, so full of magic.

For the first time, he began to think about his father's words-is it really worth noting that children love each other?