The ancient dragon embankment of Ruoshui Three Thousand

Wu Xie stood silently in front of the collapsed cave for a long time, and the scenes he experienced replayed in his mind like a rewind. All this seemed like a dream. Kou's death, on the one hand felt pity for Xiaolong and Gu Qianyue's end, on the other hand shook his head and lamented Qi Yu's persistence and ending, his heart was full of messy threads full of contradictions and loss, and he couldn't make sense of it.What is even more regrettable is that he never fulfilled Gu Qianyue's entrustment, and fulfilled Xiaolong's wish.

"Innocence, it's a pity for little sister Xiaokou, why can't you think about it so much? The fat man watched helplessly as the weapon in his hand disappeared." The fat man came over and patted Wu Xie on the shoulder, and glanced at the remaining Xibei in his hand. Goods, with a look of disappointment on his face.

"If it wasn't for her, we wouldn't be able to get out. Who would have thought that she was actually a real man." Wu Xie still finds it hard to believe this kind of gender change. After all, such a cute girl... ...

"Well, she is indeed a female man, much stronger than you. Look at the madness you held my little brother back then, tsk tsk." The fat man snorted and joked. Not the same, but I am ashamed to be a man.

"That's not what I meant, forget it." Wu Xie was too lazy to talk to him, and it was unnecessary to explain what happened to Xiaokou, because breaking other people's thoughts is cruel after all.He suddenly turned around and smiled at the fat man, heaving a sigh of relief.Life and death are determined by fate, and if anyone can control fate, it will only be a plaything played by fate in the end.So it is enough to cherish what is in front of you.

He looked up and was about to take a step, but he saw Poker Ping resting under a big tree not far away with his knife in his arms, talking to Zhuo Linyu who was standing next to him with his head bowed. The atmosphere there was very strange. An evil fire suddenly sprang out, so I just ran straight over regardless of 21, mother, I can't let you say anything this time, dare to step out of the wall of the young master, give it a try.

"Hey, naive, what do you mean by forget it? Hey, hey, don't go..." Fatty, who was confused about the situation, yelled behind him with all his strength, why did he feel that Xiao Tianzhen suddenly became murderous?

……

Wu Xie walked to sit next to Poker Fing, looked up at Zhuo Linyu who had a gloomy face, and didn't feel a lot more relaxed until the other left dejectedly.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"..."

I also know that this stuffy gourd is unwilling to say more. Judging by Zhuo Linyu's miraculous anger, it is obvious that he did not get any advantage, but instead fell into a show. Wu Xie knows that there is no doubt that it will continue to be entangled. Anyway, people just watch it tighter Well, as for the ex or something (although it's definitely not), it's no big deal if he's a man.Glancing down, his eyes fell on the ancient black gold knife, and he immediately changed the topic:

"Fortunately, Fatty remembered to retrieve this knife. It's a pity to lose it."

Poker Ping looked down at the knife in front of him, his face was still calm, but fortunately he no longer acted dumb:

"It was lost for many years."

"Then did you recognize this knife when you took it from the third uncle?" Wu Xie was a little surprised. After all, this knife is a treasure of the Sikong family, how could it fall into the hands of the third uncle?

"It looks familiar, but I don't remember." Poker Ping shook his head and said.

"Oh, that's it. I regretted that time for a long time, my lord. I went one step too late, and you got on the back of the dragon just like that." Wu Xie smiled pretending to be regretful.

"I'll give it to you if you like it." Poker Ping generously handed over the knife without the slightest hesitation.

Wu Xie was stunned for a second, but declined awkwardly.Judging by Poker's attitude, it seems that he has a deep affection for this knife. Maybe that period of memory is deeper. Although the memory may not be good, he certainly has no reason to win people's love.Being stared at by Pokerfing's deep eyes, Wu Xie felt that it was better to stop this topic, the deceased was just a knife, although he felt uncomfortable when he mentioned something related to Sikong's family.So he paused and changed the subject again:

"Brother, the remaining Gu on your body..."

"Life is fine... only longevity Gu, there is no solution."

"Oh, that's good, let's think of other ways, don't worry."

It turned out that there was only Longevity Gu, but fortunately, he never wanted to see Poker Fing vomit blood desperately again, that would only make his heart ache and cause chaos.Thinking about it carefully, Sikong Chi used the green cicada as a medicine to induce the longevity Gu, and it is also the same way to cure the Gu, but he hasn't seen that little mouse for a long time, I don't know where it is now, is it safe?

"Aren't you calling Ling?" Poker-Face suddenly asked for no reason.

"Huh?" Wu Xie turned around and looked at him in confusion.

"The you at that time gave me the name." Poker-Face's expression remained unchanged, as if the person who spoke just now was not him.

Although he didn't come up with the name, Wu Xie was still happy when he recalled the past. It turned out that he remembered everything, and remembered the intersection he had.He didn't know how Poker-Face knew these absurd things, and if he asked, it would be too embarrassing. At that time, he was simply a fool.

"Uh... I'm used to it, hehe, I think it's better to call my little brother more friendly, don't you like it?"

"..."

"What's wrong?...Brother?"

"up to you."

"..."

Poker-Fing always spoke in a calm tone, sometimes Wu Xie felt that Poker-Fing under the snow cliff was a little agitated that day, was it really just a show for Qi Yu?It's really hard to figure out when it's hot and cold, and it's really hard to get along with.Forget it, it doesn't matter if it's a play or not, as long as it's him, anyway, I've already gotten used to his style, if one day my little brother's personality really turns into Zhang Tu's, I really can't accept it.

Taking the water bottle handed over by Poker Bottle, Wu Xie glanced around subconsciously, and inadvertently met the eyes of the black glasses. There was no other emotion in the eyes hidden behind the sunglasses, but the black glasses had a solemn face. The antics of constantly raising eyebrows still succeeded in causing Wu Xie to spray out the water he had just taken in.

Wu Xie held back his smile and looked away in embarrassment, but the collar was pulled aside at the next moment. He turned his face to the side wonderingly, and the two pieces of cold film blocked his lips. Wu Xie was startled by the sudden kiss. Jumping, stunned for a moment, still blushing and responding softly, but within a moment, he couldn't laugh or cry. Poker bottle didn't seem to want to kiss him, but bit the freshly healed wound on his lip as if venting, he hurt He tried his best to hide back, but was held down by the opponent on the back of the head and passively endured all the pain.

"Uh... hiss... little brother, lighten up..." Damn, it hurts so much.Nervously looking up, he found that no one seemed to notice it except the black glasses, so he breathed a sigh of relief and awkwardly covered the corners of his bleeding lips.Seeing Wu Xie pull down his whole face depressedly, but holding back his breath and couldn't bear to attack him as the culprit, Poker-Face suddenly felt that the actions just now might be a little too much:

"The wound is an eyesore." I wanted to explain, but I didn't realize that the negative value of my expressive ability was off the charts. The meaning was not as clear as consciousness, and there was an unquenchable scorching flame under the eyes that were as cold as glaciers.Poker bottle gently stretched out his hand to caress the other's ruptured bloody mouth, his eyes were smudged with a hint of tenderness and apology.

Wu Xie was stunned for a moment before realizing Poker Ping's unique way of being jealous. Most of the anger in his heart disappeared immediately, and he slightly raised the corners of his mouth to look at his handsome face. There was nothing more satisfying than that he was still alive. and satisfied.Presumably, the hole on the corner of the mouth was left by the black glasses before, but isn't this horrific situation now more of an eyesore?

"I once thought that if I kill you, I will accompany you, but I won't be able to do it after all."

"Ah? Why?" He wasn't hallucinating, right?Brother wants to kill him?when?

Poker-Face remained silent as always, but his eyes seemed to glance over the wound that he repeatedly ravaged. The pink and tender lips were red in color, shining brightly under the light, showing a thrilling magnificence.Wu Xie stayed for a while before grasping a trace of clarity. The only time Pok You Ping showed murderous looks towards him was when he was about to accept the feelings of the black glasses, but at the time he didn't understand the inner world. Now that I think about it, he actually made my little brother so angry so much?Thinking of this, my mood suddenly improved like a spring breeze, and I couldn't help grinning:

"Don't worry, if you die, I will accompany you. So you have to live well, I don't want to die yet."

"..."

The wind is blowing the leaves rustling, the scenery here is strange to say, the snow on the high mountain is perennial, and the foot of the mountain is full of spring.Perhaps due to the impact of the volcanic eruption, the warm breeze made people feel drowsier. Coupled with the overworked body, Wu Xie felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, so he leaned on a warm shoulder and fell asleep peacefully.

This sleep was quite comfortable, and it was already [-] o'clock in the evening when I opened my eyes again. The setting sun was trying to draw an end to the twilight, and the rays of the sun burned half of the sky red, rendering the earth dazzling.Wu Xie was stunned for half a second, only to realize that everyone was packing up and getting ready to go on the road.

"Yo, you're awake? If you don't wake up, I'll let my little brother take you home." The fat man winked at him, and picked up his bulging backpack.Seeing this, Wu Xie pursed his lips. It seemed that the fat man had picked up a lot of things, so why did he return empty-handed like he complained?By the way, when did you fucking come out?

"Where's Third Uncle and Pan Zi?"

"I left in the afternoon. I said that there was something urgent to deal with at the hall. Let us rest enough and go down the mountain on our own. There are people at the bottom of the mountain to respond."

"Damn!" Wu Xie stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Run away before explaining things clearly? Old fox, if you dare to perfunctory Lao Tzu when you go back, he will look good on you."

"I said naive," the fat man ignored Wu Xie who was on the verge of rage, and leaned over to tease in a low voice, not afraid of death:

"You should take care of yourself first. Look at you. People who don't know you think you are fighting with your mouth. Maybe you will be awarded a Nobel Prize or something later. Hehehe... Interesting."

"What do you mean?"

"I still don't understand? Everyone else is injured on the body, only your mouth is injured. Haha..."

Wu Xie reacted for two seconds, and finally couldn't bear to burst out her suppressed anger:

"Fuck... fuck you..."