Hero Tomb

It was only just after sunset, but the guest room of the restaurant was dark, as if it was night. He Lanyuan rummaged through the fire pocket by the table and was about to light a candle, but when he raised his hand, he felt a sudden pain in his palm, but It made him weak for a moment, and the torch in his hand fell to the table with a clatter.

Frowning tightly, He Lanyuan held his left hand with his right hand, his face was gloomy, his thin eyebrows were twisted into balls, he went to the window and opened it, the sky outside was dark and oppressive, obviously it was about to rain cats and dogs, so The sword wound on the palm and the wound on the chest are also hurting.

The feeling at this time made He Lanyuan the worst. These years, there were only two things he hated the most, one was the heavy rain, and the other was the space where he was alone.

At this time, he is the most dangerous and cannot be easily provoked.

When it rains heavily, it will always remind him of the scene when his father and son were separated, and the death of his friend, but the space of only one person will only remind him of... that... that... once... some things...

I can't remember what it is, I only know that there are copper walls and iron walls all around, and the sound of cold iron chains has always been so harsh...

Outside the window, although the voices from the street are not very lively, as long as it is just a little bit, this voice will make He Lanyuan like it very much. I don't know why, but I just like it...

Enduring the pain from his palm, he could only hold it with his left hand because of his weakness, and sighed softly, He Lanyuan's expression froze: "If you don't come out again, don't blame me for being rude to you."

"Really, so ruthless..." The familiar sad sigh, no need to look, He Lanyuan already knows who it is, the bandit who suddenly disappeared for several days.

Turning around, she saw that Bandit Ling was already standing in the room at some point: "What are you doing here?" He Lanyuan's voice was slightly cold, but he looked at Bandit Ling with no displeasure.

Bandit Ling shrugged and smiled: "Of course I came to look for you. I left for a few days, afraid that you would worry about me, so I hurried back to Liuliju early this morning. I didn't expect you to leave without saying goodbye. It really made me sad Already!"

He Lanyuan looked at him indifferently, and just ordered: "You, light the candle, I don't like the room being too dark"

"Yes, yes, my little ancestor." Robo Ling nodded, stepped forward to light a candle, and the room seemed to be much warmer with the light.

Standing at the table, Bandit looked at He Lanyuan's face that was warmed by the candlelight, restrained his indecency just now, and his eyes were full of concern: "Just now I saw that the fire folder in your hand suddenly It fell, what happened to your hand? Why do you keep holding it?"

"It has nothing to do with you." He Lanyuan only gave this answer.

But Bandit Ling has always been a thick-skinned person, he stepped forward by mistake, and grabbed He Lanyuan's hand and held it very naturally: "If your hand hurts, I will rub it for you."

"Let go!"

"Don't move! Be honest!" Bandit Ling held He Lanyuan's hand tightly, and rubbed his thumb hard against his palm: "I have a unique skill, and I never rub it easily. Don't be ungrateful!"

Frowning and looking at Duoling's serious face, He Lanyuan was not talking, but felt the pain in his palm, which seemed to be relieved a little by being rubbed by Duoling, so he followed Duoling silently.

Bandit Ling rubbed He Lanyuan's palm, and complained a little bit: "I said you are really a mess, we two got to know each other for a while, if you want to leave, you won't wait for me to come back and say hello to me, you know I chased you out with internal injuries, but it will aggravate the injury, since you don't plan to take care of me, then don't let me worry about you."

Looking at Duoling fixedly, He Lanyuan said coldly: "I didn't make you worry about me"

Duoling shrugged his shoulders and sighed: "It's me who has too many things to worry about you. I can't help it. Who made me like you?"

He Lanyuan was startled and didn't speak any more.

Duoling suddenly looked up at him: "Can you tell me why you suddenly left without saying goodbye?"

"Have you seen the imperial list on the bulletin board?" He Lanyuan said, "I have nowhere to go, and I have nowhere to live, so I want to find something to do."

Bandit Ling nodded: "That's why you want to find His Royal Highness, the grandson of the emperor who was robbed."

He Lanyuan only said: "He is a child..."

"But it's also Shangguan's family." Duoling looked at him with suspicion in his eyes: "I don't think you seem to meddle in other people's business. Why did you suddenly intervene in Shangguan's affairs this time? Do you want to be famous?" Or Li?"

"I want to be an official." He Lanyuan's words seemed to displease He Lanyuan, and he suddenly withdrew his hand: "Are you satisfied with this answer?"

Bandit Ling nodded, with a teasing look on his face: "You are a woodpecker?"

He Lanyuan listened suspiciously: "What do you mean?"

"Woodpeckers, specialize in pecking coffins." Bandit Ling smiled.

He Lanyuan frowned slightly, and suddenly looked at him seriously: "Rooting?"

"I'm here" Bandit Ling replied immediately.

He Lanyuan stepped closer to him, and suddenly asked, "Do you like me?"

Duoling immediately swears: "In this life, I am willing to go up the mountain of swords and down the sea of ​​fire for you, and I will not hesitate!" This is a serious word, but He Lanyuan only took it as a joke.

Staring at Duoling's face, He Lanyuan suddenly said, "Close your eyes"

"What, why?" Duoling looked pleasantly surprised: "Lanyuan, in fact, it's better for me to take the initiative for this kind of thing!"

He Lanyuan was still the same, only looked at him and suddenly softened his eyes: "Close your eyes"

Duoling immediately smirked happily: "Lan Yuan, in fact, if you are embarrassed, you can close your eyes and let me take the initiative!!!" After finishing speaking, Duoling's body flew out like a ball, There was a bang on the door.

Very miserable.

He Lanyuan frowned and flicked his sleeves, snorted, and ignored him.

The robbery was heavy to the end, with a look of pain but helplessness.

How to explain this kind of sullen personality?

But... I really like it more than before.

Although he kicked Bandit Ling, He Lanyuan did not drive him out of the room, and Bandit Ling stayed in the room with a stern face, resting on the table, because the bed belonged to He Lanyuan, and Bandit Ling would really dare to go there Climb up to ensure that He Lanyuan will not be relentless in killing people at any time.

As soon as Xu Shi arrived at night, it began to rain heavily outside the house. He Lanyuan was lying on the couch, his body huddled up, his brows were tightened, and his expression was full of pain and suffering.

Bandit Ling was lying on the table with his legs crossed, thinking wildly, suddenly turned his head to see the figure on the bed trembling slightly, and immediately frowned and approached suspiciously: "Lan Yuan?" What's wrong with him?

"Get out...!" He Lanyuan felt uncomfortable, and his voice was trembling and weak.

Bandit Ling was startled, and hurriedly pulled him up from the quilt: "Lan Yuan, what's wrong with you? Why did you become like this when you were fine?"

He Lanyuan's face was pale, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat: "Let go... let go... I'll be fine after a while..."

Duoling was sullen: "Your body is frozen like this and you can't bear it! What's going on!?" Rubbing He Lanyuan's arms with both hands, Duoling simply hugged him in his arms, and then moved He strengthened his internal strength to increase the warmth of his body, and then pulled the quilt to wrap them both up.

He Lanyuan seemed to be a little tired from the tossing, so he could only lean softly on Baoling's arms, listening to Baoling's questioning, he didn't know if he really lost his strength or didn't want to answer, so he just closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while past.

"Lanyuan? Lanyuan?" Bandit Ling lowered his head and saw that his eyes were closed tightly, and his frowning eyebrows seemed to be loose. He sighed and stopped talking. He just carefully protected him, but he didn't think about it. Suddenly someone opened the door and came in.

"Villa Master...?" Duoling was astonished: "You... why did you come in person?"

"Let me take a look at him." The person who stepped in by the door was dressed in white clothes like a bright moon. Ten years of white horses did not bring any changes to him, but only added to his character.

Bai Huamao, this person who walked out of the painting is still as bright and shining as the same for ten years.

"How is he?" Walking to the bed, Bai Huajiao reached out and touched He Lanyuan's forehead, the temperature was abnormally cold.

Bandit Ling hurriedly withdrew his skills and let He Lanyuan go.

The warmth enveloping the body suddenly dissipated, He Lanyuan immediately frowned, and the corners of his mouth groaned obviously uncomfortable, Bai Huayu simply brushed his clothes and sat down in front of the couch: "You go out first"

"Yes" glanced at He Lanyuan who was on the bed, although Bandit Ling was displeased, he had no choice but to turn around and leave, closing the door for the two of them.

Staring at He Lanyuan's appearance with eyes as deep as water, Bai Huajiao sighed slightly, raised his hand and pressed He Lanyuan's chest, and then used his kung fu to pass the kung fu on his body.

The most effective way to relieve He Lanyuan's torment is to use the power of pure yang to roam the acupuncture points around him, otherwise He Lanyuan can only endure it for six hours...

Bai Huajiao already knew this method seven years ago. At that time, He Lanyuan's body was already covered with scars. What happened to him in those days when he was taken away by others? Bai Huacao I haven't been able to ask clearly from the beginning to the end. I just remember that when he reappeared seven years ago, it was so sudden that people were caught off guard...

The author has something to say: the bitter feeling of returning to work soon... I can only write and save the manuscript desperately~