A tree of holly is floating

A gust of cold wind blew in the alley, and the torn red water chestnut was wrapped in the puddle of five-colored dust on the ground, flying towards the sky one after another.

The bamboo hat with the veil hanging over it flipped several times in the air, and the fine hair covering the woman's forehead was blown up by the strong wind, revealing a terrifying face.

A sudden scar stretched from the corner of the eye across the bridge of the nose to the other side of the cheek.

But what surprised Dansha the most was not the pale and slightly distorted face, but the tenderness in those tired eyes.

It was like just waking up from a shock, or just waking up from a dream. After a moment of being absent-minded, there was only a crying roar: "Get out!"

She has never been so eager to draw a line with anyone, but she has no room to resist and can only be manipulated by others.

Beads of sweat ooze from Can Yan's forehead, still struggling to climb up to Dansha, then propped up one leg, and stubbornly hugged him by the waist.

Dansha shivered and curled up into a ball, still cursing non-stop, but Can Yan already gritted his teeth and stood up.

The short arrow pierced into the chest backwards. Although it didn't hit the vital point, the black blood stain had already soaked a large area of ​​the plain clothes.

She walked very slowly and with great difficulty, but step by step, she was as steady as possible, wanting to give the person in her arms the last warmth and security.

Dansha's cursing sound became smaller and smaller, and then turned into a low sob. The two hands that were struggling and beating slowly climbed up her neck and hugged her tightly.

Hong Wa was all moved by this situation, and then turned around and left in a meandering way.And Can Yan also carried Dansha tremblingly to the other end of the alley, only Fu Sheng was left sitting there blankly.

The first ray of sunlight in the morning shone through the arched door at the end of the alley, and the golden sun dazzled people blindly.

The cold and bleak pre-dawn disappeared in an instant. It was supposed to be the beginning of the revival of all things, but it suddenly became the end of everything.

A string of jumping shadows was getting closer and closer, and the sound of metal armor's cold impact and friction followed, and dozens of spears pointed at the two people who were blocked in the middle.

Can Yan couldn't move anymore, with a bang, he knelt down on the ground with his knees straight, but his arms were still holding Dansha firmly and tightly.

And Dansha has completely collapsed, crying uncontrollably.

Sure enough, one life is for one life, but, what is for life is replaced by Remnant Smoke.

The tip of Fu Sheng's nose turned sour, and his heart felt a little congested.

Dansha has been pursuing what she can't get all her life, whether it is Dongqing or freedom, even if love begets obsession, love begets hatred, even if she uses all the most despicable means, even if she wants to destroy everything she thinks is beautiful in the end. s things.

But she never looked back, the one who followed her all the time, accompanies her madly to make trouble with her, knowing that she is a moth to the flame to seek death, but is still willing to silently guard her, escort her, and take care of her aftermath , even someone who would rather take a life for her.

what is this?

Unswerving until death?

Is it just for Dansha's change of heart or to change his past?

Maybe she was crying bitterly at this time just looking at herself in pity!

And the most pitiful thing is Can Yan. A curtain of tulle covers her ugly face, but it also becomes an insurmountable barrier between her and Dansha. All the perseverance and forbearance, in the eyes of the other party, are just bleak alienation and indifference.

As for Xue Jin and Wang Chuan, they acted in a way against the sky, disregarding their flesh and blood, and they would not end well in the end, but at least they supported them all the way and never gave up, and they never had any grievances.

While sighing with regret, Fu Sheng finally realized suddenly.

It turns out that the so-called deep love is not whether you have the courage to die for the other party, but whether you have the confidence to live hard for a better future!

Suddenly got up from the ground, regardless of the ragged clothes on his body, Fusheng grabbed the soft sword that fell on the ground, and rushed out facing the direction of the sunrise.

The thought that popped up in her mind immediately flooded her limbs and bones. The pain in her chest has far surpassed the pain in the flesh and the pulling of the muscles and bones. That name, repeated over and over again.

She once thought that she would take everything and face the difficulties and hardships in front of her alone. Even if the fish died and the net broke, as long as Dongqing could live well, it would be worth it.

Dongqing must know this idea, and she must also be ready to die for her at any time.

It is understandable that lovers are willing to do everything for each other, but is it really meaningful to do so?

After losing the love of your life, it is like falling into a cold and dark abyss, and the rest of your life will be spent in endless thoughts and pain.

Such a life is tantamount to a huge cage, regret and tears will go hand in hand and go deep into the bone marrow.

In the face of such suffering and torture, will there be real happiness?Will it be true freedom?

She and Dongqing are husband and wife who have worshiped the venerable, wrote a marriage letter, wrapped a red thread and entered the bridal chamber. Nothing can separate them, whether it is a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, even life and death!

This is the life and death agreement with Zicheng!

When Fusheng unexpectedly jumped onto the back of the tile and kicked Wang Chuan away, the two people in the fight were a little caught off guard, but the next moment Fusheng had already thrown himself into Dongqing's arms, raised his head and kissed him.

How much she wants Dongqing to know how much she loves her, so much that she can not only die for her, but also work hard to live with her!

As much as Fu Sheng thought about it now, he kissed her so hard, he just wished he could eat her in his mouth, or swallow her directly in his stomach.

Although this sudden and domineering kiss made Dongqing a little surprised, but feeling the slightly trembling little body in her arms, her tense nerves immediately relaxed, and her originally cold and sharp gaze became gentle and affectionate.

I don't know what kind of ability this villain has, he can always let himself off guard so easily, even if he is fighting for his life on the roof at this time, alas, if she wants to kiss, then let's kiss first!

He raised his hand to clasp her slender neck and held her tightly in his arms, gently rubbed and comforted her, and tried to follow her rhythm to cater to her and satisfy her, making this lingering kiss more detailed and in-depth.

After a while, Wen Cun already connected with each other, and after parting reluctantly, the two of them put their foreheads together and smiled at each other.

Looking at the wet face in front of her eyes, Dongqing couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears hanging in the corner of her eyes.

But what does this matter?

They have fought side by side and have experienced life and death, so even if it is blood, what is there to be afraid of?

After carefully brushing back the hair that Fusheng had stuck to her face, Dongqing asked, "Together?"

Fu Sheng held the soft sword and nodded heavily: "Together!"

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