Way of Choices

Poof.

Not laughter.

A mouthful of blood spewed out of Xu Yourong's lips.

All fell on Chen Changsheng.

Chen Changsheng looked very embarrassed.

Xu Yourong opened his eyes and saw this scene. After a little thought, he guessed what had happened before.

She lifted her sleeve to wipe off the blood stains on the corners of her lips, revealing a mischievous smile.

Chen Changsheng didn't care about himself, looked at her pale face, and worriedly asked, "Are you all right?"

Xu Yourong knew that he had a slight cleansing addiction, looked at him and ignored it, moved slightly, and took out the handkerchief to wipe off the blood on his face carefully for him.

"It's good to force the blood out."

She was meditating and treating her wounds with her eyes closed against the twilight, but Chen Changsheng was wrong.

Chen Changsheng felt a little embarrassed, but more worried, even if she heard that she was fine.

The retreat of Hezhai is a very important thing. Today, Xu Yourong was forced to break through the wall because of his reason, and his practice will be greatly affected.

The most important thing is that her Taoist heart will be covered with a trace of inexhaustible traces, and it is even more likely that she will never find an opportunity to break through.

Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng's mood became more and more heavy.

Xu Yourong knew what he was thinking and said: "Many monks encountered such a situation, and once frustrated, they said that their hearts were shaken. There is no need to ask about the sacred opportunity, but you don’t have to worry about me, because I am more than anyone else. Confident, I am still young."

The so-called monasticism is the years. As the youngest monk in history who can see the threshold, she still has many years to appreciate the taste. The most important thing is that she herself has a very sober understanding of this, so as to ensure that these years will not be wasted and her Dao Xin will not be affected in any way.

Listening to this, Chen Changsheng's mood was slightly better.

The blood on his face has been wiped clean by Xu Yourong, and occasionally remnants. It disappeared into flames with the twilight and disappeared, but the clothes could not be handled. Naturally, he took out a clean suit from the Tibetan sword sheath, and then turned around to change it. The whole action was particularly skillful, as if it had been repeated countless times.

Xu Yourong asked: "You are always used to carrying clean clothes? Why do you change so skillfully?"

Chen Changsheng thought about the big hole pierced in the wall of the National College of Education, the little girl who was staring at her eyes holding the edge of the big wooden barrel, and her small face was already red, but she pretended not to care. Suddenly she gave birth to a lot of misses, but where It will be mentioned, only to talk about the pictures of the bottom of the Beixin Bridge leading to the cold lake.

Xu Yourong knew the story of the Beixin Bridge from an early age and was not surprised, and asked, "What the **** is the little black dragon?"

This question is about the death of the other Tianxin.

Although everyone now knows that this is a conspiracy in Daxizhou, the problem is that before the conspiracy was uncovered, Chen Changsheng still did not agree to let the little black dragon come out to confront, Bingxue was as clever as her, naturally already guessed that something must happen in The body of the little black dragon.

Chen Changsheng said: "It is impossible to confirm now, but she should not be in danger."

Xu Yourong said, "What needs to be done?"

Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "Wait for a while."

Xu Yourong stopped talking and asked, "Have you ever been here?"

Chen Changsheng said: "I have seen some of the scenery you mentioned in the letter, but I have no time to take a closer look."

Xu Yourong smiled and said, "Shall I take you to see?"

Chen Changsheng said: "Okay."

The mountain breeze is lightly made, the flowers and trees are shaking, the fragrance is striking, the white crane breaks into the twilight, and falls in front of them.

Accompanied by a clear voice, Bai He lifted the two of them into the air and tore through the twilight again at a very fast speed. Standing on the cliff, looking at the wilderness and Tongjiang under the twilight and the mountains that have become ink-washed, Chen Changsheng said with emotion: "When you were a kid, you said in the letter that the scenery here is excellent, and it was true."

Xu Yourongqiang calmly said, "Did I ever write to you as a child? You may have remembered it wrong, but I wrote a lot of letters to you a few years ago."

Chen Changsheng said with a smile: "Bai He should all remember, why did you forget?"

Listening to this, Bai He tweeted beside him, indicating that this was indeed the case.

Xu Yourong's face showed a slightly annoyed expression and said, "I don't know how you deceived its trust. I didn't even listen to my words."

Chen Changsheng took her hand and sat down on the most prominent bluestone by the cliff.

"I have been meditating on this bluestone since childhood."

"Well, you said in the letter when you were nine years old."

"Hey, you really remembered it wrong."

"I remember correctly, because the scenery you described in the letter is exactly the same as here."

"I don't want to talk to you anymore."

"Well, you said in the letter three years ago, there are many birds here, why didn't I see them?"

"Do you want to see it? I can let many birds come to play."

"This is the so-called Ten Thousand Birds?"

"Yes."

"Forget it, the night is coming, you have to rest, why bother."

"Alright."

"But what about that pheasant?"

What Chen Changsheng said was naturally the golden-winged Dapeng bird in Zhouyuan that was far from grown.

"It likes to eat meat, I sent it to the grassland."

"grassland?"

"The grassland you gave me."

"Well...Let's take a look at the opportunity."

"What are you going to see?"

"If the monsters in Zhou Garden like it, they can live there, and we...can."

"..."

Yesterday, I ran all the way from Fengyang County, and I was worried. I also encountered the two major events of Nanxi Zhaihezhai and Bietianxin's death. Several thrilling battles have already made Chen Changsheng exhausted to the extreme, and his fatigue has gradually come.

He and Xu Yourong sat on the bluestone beside the cliff, leaning against each other, just like in Zhou Yuan, very relaxed and comfortable, and soon closed their eyes.

Do not know how long it took, Xu Yourong suddenly opened his eyes.

She looked at Chen Changsheng's face quietly, as if she wanted to find some emotions besides fatigue, but found nothing.

He was as clean as he was then, from the inside to the outside, not dusty or distracting.

"Chen Changsheng, why did you refuse to reply to my letter after ten years old?"

Xu Yourong looked at him and said softly.

Chen Changsheng had fallen asleep and could not answer her question.

Suddenly, Xu Yourong looked at Chen Changsheng with his eyes wide open, a curious look on his face, and then he became a little nervous without knowing what he had thought of.

She looked around.

The birdsong between the peaks and cliffs suddenly stopped, and the beasts bowed their heads, but the white crane also turned its neck and looked at the distant mountains.

Xu Yourong bowed his head and kissed.

Well, like the taste of glutinous rice cake, it's not bad.

Just then, Chen Changsheng opened his eyes.

But there is no separation.

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