Wu Yu

The author has something to say: Basically, the extra episodes of wishing will be written to Da, I love you (ˊ?ˋ*)?

The two watched them go away, and it took a long time for them to recover.

"Yunlou." Meng Yi looked at him closely, with concern in his eyes. The two had been separated for several months. At first, they were holding back something to say, but when they met, they didn't know where to start, so they had to be dry. Ask the previous sentence, "... how are you doing?"

"Everything is fine." Xie Lingyu stretched out his hand to give him a hug, the touch of his hands made him frown, and he pulled some distance away, "It's you, why did you lose weight?"

It's so weird.

Meng Yi, a glutton, was not so thin when he was in Fanzhen, but now his face is more obvious, and he is much handsomer.

Meng Yi's expression was uncomfortable for a moment, he waved his hands and said, "Hey... don't you know me, it's nothing more than a family matter."

Xie Lingyu nodded knowingly, without asking any further questions, he led Meng Yi towards Xie's mansion, and the two walked side by side, as they had done countless times before, as if the world had already been decided in a trance.

But it's not over yet.

"Ziyue, I might..." Xie Lingyu exhaled, stopped and looked at him, "I'm leaving today."

Now the capital seems a little deserted, and the frontier is dangerous, so it is not convenient for him to take Meng Yi with him.

Meng Yi shook his head indifferently, instead of being disappointed as Xie Lingyu imagined, he hooked his shoulder instead. Meng Yi was a little shorter, looking a little nondescript.

"Yunlou, brother, although I'm not promising, I'm not so hypocritical." Meng Yi looked at him with a smile in his eyes, "...you were never willing to be buried in the capital."

"I'll take care of your family for you, so...don't worry."

Xie Lingyu's eyes widened slightly, his heart trembled, and the tip of his nose suddenly became sore. He gave him a thump with a smile on his red eyes, "Wait for me to come back."

"it is good."

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The moon is hazy.

Xie Lingyu didn't delay, and didn't even have time to say goodbye to his father. He only asked Meng Yi to bring some words, and then rode his horse towards Mocheng alone.

Xu Shi was sentimental at night, Xie Lingyu felt an inexplicable heaviness in his heart, as if he was being pressed down by a big rock, making him breathless.

But when he thought that Qingqiu Jue was still waiting for him, Xie Lingyu couldn't help but relax his frown. He touched the bundle, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

There is a black cloak in the shape of a little fox, which is the "treasure" he stole from the Qingqiu mansion.

Horseshoes trampled through the dust.

It was convenient for him to move alone, from the horizon of the sky to the sunset, after another round, he arrived in Mocheng.

The people in Mocheng recognized him and greeted him friendly one after another. He responded one by one with a smile in his eyes.

Meaux is alive.

Children play and run around, street vendors collect their stalls and go home, and people who go together in twos and threes gossiping. They know nothing about the bloody storm in the capital and live their own lives.

Xie Lingyu came down to lead the horse, his smile gradually faded, and he waved the rein casually in his hands. He walked in the crowd and suddenly felt a little empty.

The common people have tasted their own ups and downs, maybe not so satisfactory, but they can't get used to other tastes.

No wonder it is said that the world is so big, but there is no place for oneself, there is no one around, and the heart is empty. Even walking in this bustling street, I am like a strange person who does not touch fireworks. Listening to other people's excitement makes me feel more and more lonely .

No matter how many people are around, they are just passers-by.

At night, each went back to each house, and the crowds dispersed, only the moonlight was the company, and the residual eaves shaded the light, and one person was blowing the wind and listening to the rain.

...I always feel that every step under my feet is not practical.

Xie Lingyu suddenly felt an inexplicable panic, which made him hold the reins tightly and quicken his pace. He took a shortcut and went straight to the inn where Jin Chan was.

Jin Chan happened to be checking the bill, when he heard the door being slammed against the wall, his eyebrows twitched in distress, and he said angrily, "Oh, who is this..."

A shadow fell in front of Jin Zang, shrouded in front of Jin Zang, Jin Zang's heart skipped a beat, his arrogant tone stopped, he put on a smiling face and raised his head, "Yo, I'll just say who has such strong hands, Mr. Xie, don't come here~ "

Xie Lingyu glanced around, not in the mood to break up with him, his expression was a little dignified, and the smile on his face was no longer there, "Fox face."

The smile on Jin Zang's face felt uncomfortable for a moment, he scratched his face, pointed to the upstairs, and said in a muffled voice, "There."

Xie Lingyu thanked him, and hurried upstairs. Jin Tang opened his mouth behind him, as if he wanted to say something, but finally he sighed.

Steady and impatient footsteps sounded.

"Bang." With a sound, the door was pushed open and closed again, Xie Lingyu's eyes flickered, and he saw the fox face standing in front of the window.

Neither of them spoke. Xie Lingyu's breathing was a little rough. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly he snorted, "You are waiting for me."

All the anomalies were explained at this moment, and the soldier talisman was just a cover. Lost and sullen flashed in Xie Lingyu's eyes, and he was about to shake his sleeves and leave before Humian could answer.

There was a movement outside the window, several hidden guards surrounded him firmly, Xie Lingyu paused, his face turned cold, "Get out of the way."

The hidden guards cupped their fists to apologize to him, but they didn't back away. Xie Lingyu smiled angrily, and turned to look at Hu Mian, "Hu Mian, do you think they can stop me?"

The fox's eyes were downcast, making it impossible to see the expression, "Of course they can't stop Mr. Xie, but will Mr. Xie really hurt them?"

Xie Lingyu's expression did not loosen, "He is in danger, if you stop me... don't blame me for being rude."

It's true that these are Qingqiu Jue's people, but he definitely won't let Qingqiu Jue take risks.

Xie Lingyu drew out the sword at his waist, before raising his hand, Humian said again: "Huaijin left a letter, Mr. Xie might as well read it before we talk about it."

Xie Lingyu paused, suppressed his anger, retracted the sword, strode forward, but gently took the letter in his hand.

It may not be called a letter, there is no writing on the letter paper, only a confusing picture.

There was a star on a small stone. A passing little fox picked up the star, pressed the small stone with his paws, and dug up the soil to cover it. Finally, the fox walked away with the star.

This is the "signature" he once told Qingqiu Jue.

The little stone is him, and the fox is Qingqiu Jue.

Qingqiu Jue left with his long-cherished wish, and fought with his back, even if he put himself in danger, he still wanted to protect him.

Xie Lingyu's fingers trembled slightly. He pinched the letter paper and looked directly at the fox, his voice was a little unsteady.

"Nanxi's 20 troops are eyeing the tiger. Now Daxuan only has 15 soldiers. If there is no reinforcements, the chances of winning are not great!"

The fox's face hesitated to speak, with a complicated expression on his face.

Xie Lingyu looked at the fox's face, as if he knew what he was thinking, "I know he is sure to win, I believe he has this ability, but so what... what does he think of me?!"

"He is sure that he can win, so is he sure that he will not be injured or take risks? If he can, will he not dare to tell me!"

The fox's face was startled, "He's just afraid..."

"Aren't I afraid?!" Xie Lingyu roared with red eyes, his elegant aura dissipated, adding a bit of chill, "He's going here for Qingqiu, for the world..."

Xie Lingyu drew his sword again, this time across his neck, Humian was startled, but saw his eyes were red, and he paused every word.

"But the only thing I'm afraid of is losing him again."