MTL - Finest Servant-Chapter 610 The sky never dies

Brother, brother, are you back? "The coincidence with tears in his eyes, like a bird, plunged into his arms ecstatically and hugged him tightly.

"Baby, did you miss me?" He smiled habitually, and was about to give this little Nixi a big bear hug, but felt that his throat was extremely dry, not only the words could not be said, even his own hands, but also Invisible.

This shock was not trivial. "Ah-ah-" He danced, struggling desperately.

"Lin Lang," the woman in her arms looked up, but she turned into a beautiful face. Miss Xiao held a red badger in her arms, shaking it gently back and forth, her face filled with the brilliance of motherly love, and smiled softly: "Look, this is our baby, he is smiling at you. This bad guy, long It must be exactly like you. Look, he's really laughing! "

my child? He stretched out his hands ecstatically, hugging his blood tightly. The puffy little face in Tongli is rosy and cute, and his eyes, nose, mouth, and his copy are everywhere.

Son, I have a son! He bowed his head in excitement, was about to go to kiss his son's cheek, and suddenly heard a scream of sorrow: "Lin Lang be careful!"

A whistling ink arrow, lightning strikes his chest, instantly breaks his skin and heads towards his heart.

Death had held his hand, and when he saw it, he would take him away. Suddenly the child opened his eyes, and opened his pink little hands dancing, his face bloomed into a new flower: "Daddy--"

The young eagle started to cry, and the oriole started to cry!

His body shook, as if he had been charged. Tears burst into tears: "I have a son, I have a son. I can't die !!!"

"Ah-" He cried, crying like a dream. Hands and feet dancing frantically. It's like fighting against the sky. The eyes brushed and opened.

Qing Xuan is gone! The baby is gone!

There was gurgling water in my ears. The yellow light flickered in front of his eyes, burning his cheeks. Despite being so close, he was cold. Sweat drops like rain. There was no energy in the whole body, and the throat seemed to burst dry. There was only pain in the chest. Almost cut into the bone marrow, so real and clear.

He gasped weakly, stunned, and remembered the last battle of that day. Killing endlessly, bright red everywhere. Mortal arrows. Snow falling over the goose feathers. The slightest hint came to my eyes.

There was a faint weeping cicada in the ear, and a faint fragrance floated on his side. The unknown flowers are mixed in the green grass all over the ground, and they are in full bloom. Not far away was a bunch of brightly colored campfires, bright red and bright, and Mars was crackling nonstop.

He breathed a long breath. Want to move your body slightly. But I feel like my body is broken, and there is no pain everywhere. Except for finger movement. Even leaning around the neck is a luxury.

This time, it was completely played. He wanted to cry, and suddenly he wanted to laugh, and he could recover a life in Yu Jia's hands. Is there any reason to be unhappy?

It was covered with thick grass and covered with fragrant clothes. He was lying quietly among the wild flowers. Fragrance everywhere. The stream flowing from his side, came to his ears and patted the sound of the water gently.

A woman wearing a rough hoodie with her buns curled up, her sleeves rolled lightly, her little feet standing in the clear stream, and she patted with two clothes in her hand. Up and down, in the dim bonfire, it was as white as jade.

Without her favorite white clothes, the plump figure is still so familiar, even more kind. She cleaned her clothes, like a most ordinary lichen woman, with a gentle and focused look so beautiful.

Lin Wanrong's throat was dry, and she exhausted all her strength and called out softly: "Sister Shenxian--"

The buzzing sound was as light as a mosquito, and he couldn't even hear himself. The woman who was laundering looked like she had been punched in a hole, her body was stagnant, and the clothes she carried in her hand fell into the water with a pop. She turned and shivered, and greeted her with the shining eyes of the little thief.

The bright red lips were pursed slightly, and she suddenly stepped on the water like crazy. Jade-like feet, stepping on the rushing water drops in the river, like a surging torrent, flying above the shore.

"Little thief—" A few steps away from him, Ning Yuxi suddenly stopped, staring blankly at him, his little hand wanted to stretch out, but he seemed to distrust his eyes. She stared for a long time, suddenly covering her lips, crying and laughing, tears falling like rain.

She took off her white clothes, struck a **** sarong, her black hair curled up randomly, scattered to her ears, her eyes were like water, her eyebrows were light, and her feet were bright like jade. Tired and lazy, there was a charming charm that could not be concealed. Such a fairy has never been seen before. Lin Wanrong watched blankly, and said for a long time: "Sister Fairy, can the fairies also be vulgar?"

Ning Yuxi walked slowly to him, took his shaking hand, and wept softly, "I've never been a fairy before you. Now, I just want to be a woman, be a real woman, and give you laundry Cooking, having children, and having children for generations. "

Lin Wanrong blinked, and Jingjing's eyes flashed: sister, you have to hold back. While washing and cooking, can you ask my sister to work part-time as a fairy? You know, I like to watch you fly in the sky, and then I chase underground. When you do that, you can be nervous and exciting. "

"You evil man!" Ning Xianzi's face was red and red, and she wanted to twist her waist fiercely. When she stretched out her hand, she moved very softly, crying and laughing.

It ’s so good to be alive, you can make fun of my elder sister. He grinned, but touched the wound, and coughed sharply. In the severe pain, he felt that all of his internal organs had been shifted, and the blood overflowed from his mouth.

The fairy gently shook her head, raised her sleeves, gently wiped the red blood stains, and held his hand tightly, and said softly, "Does it hurt?"

"No, it doesn't hurt." The thief gasped.

"But I'm in pain !!!" Fairy pressed her cheek to his chest, tears weeping.

"It's okay, it's okay, and it will be okay soon." Lin Wanrong clenched her cold hands, gasping for a long time.

Ning Yuxi spoke softly. Judo: "I know, you will be fine. Because. You still owe me something."

"Understand!" The thief grinned. "Sister put

Never forget it. "

Ning Yuxi slowly stroked his hair. Gently shook his head: "I won't forget it for a moment? You lied to me again! Did you remember that day when you stood in front of me? Why did you leave me the biggest pain-why do you Treat me, you cruel man, I hate you, and I hate you for life— "

She leaned on the thief's chest and wept bitterly. The shoulders trembled and the choked ones almost choked. These days of heartbreak, finally broke out like a landslide.

Cry, cry, is there anything better than crying in this world? Silently, he couldn't help choking.

Ren's tears flowed, the two hugged quietly, lying on their backs in the beautiful flowers. How wide the world is, how far away they are. How many wonderful moments can life have?

"Sister, why didn't I die ?!" Youyou said.

Ning Xianzi burst into tears. Loudly: "No bullshit! My little thief will never die!"

Never die? When am I a veteran? He smiled silently. Softly said: "Well, my elder sister and I will always be together, we will never die. However, I'm really curious, can Yujia's powerful archery not shoot me? Then I will be envious. "

Ning Yuxi glanced angrily at him, seeing the hope in his eyes, his heart suddenly softened.

"Look at this." The fairy slowly handed him a thin silk vest. The silk vest had long been soaked with blood, and a large hole was broken in the middle of the heart, and the silk covered only a thin layer, which had been stretched into shape and the silk fell down. The strength of Yujia's arrow is so great. Although silk has partially resolved its strength by virtue of elasticity, it has penetrated deeply into the chest with the ink arrow, as evidenced by the dry blood on it.

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Lin Wanrong won for a long time and suddenly wanted to laugh out loud. Thank you Emperor Laozhang for giving me such a good vest. I will definitely burn the incense for your elderly when I go home.

When the silk armor was in Beijing that day, the emperor asked Gao Gao to deliver the land for him. Hearing Gao Qiao's rhetoric and blowing this thing up to his imagination, he didn't take it seriously, and he never cared about wearing it. When Li Wuling was injured, he also gave the vest to Xiao Lizi. Only this time to participate in the sheep competition, for safety reasons, Hu Bugui and others forced him to put on again. Unexpectedly, the crucial time was that it saved lives.

The old man still has vision and insight! He burst into tears and was so anxious that he couldn't wait to get up now and bow to the old man.

The fairy sighed and said softly, "Little thief, do you know how we escaped from Yuga?"

"I know," he nodded slightly, and sighed silently: "In her eyes, I'm a dead man! She won't do anything to me who is dead."

This sentence really contains thousands of flavors, which makes people boast.

"Although she is a Turkic woman, she is a pearl on the prairie. Her ingenuity, force, and means are all peaks, and she is the leader of the world. Unfortunately, as a woman, she is destined to fall back once. This is our fate. Now. "

Ning Xianzi glanced at him quietly, as if there were thousands of words to tell him.

Lin Wanrong was silent for a long time, suddenly exhaling a long breath, and whispered softly: "Sister Fairy, there is a question, I have always wanted to ask you. You have clearly cleared the memory of Crescent Moon, why does she seem to recognize me?"

Ning Yuxi smiled bitterly: "Forgetting, which is so easy? Little thief, look, what is this ?!"

She took several pieces of broken and dried sheepskin from her arms and slowly brought them to his eyes.

Under the yellow light, the sheepskin was densely covered with small prints, which seemed to be written with the juice of a certain herb, revealing Juanxiu in the mess. He opened his eyes wide, but couldn't recognize a single word, and said helplessly: "Sister, how do you write in Turkic? I don't understand."

"Stupid little thief, which is what I wrote?" Fairy shook her head and sighed: "This is your beautiful captive crescent, secretly recorded before I perform the operation."

Written by Crescent Moon? What did she write?

"Every piece of sheepskin is written about you. The grasslands, deserts, snowy mountains, what you have said to her, what you have done to her, everything she experienced during the same life and death, she records it There are four sheepskins in total. "The fairy shook her head gently." This woman's intelligence is truly rare in the world. "

"What did she write about these ?!" Lin Wanrong puzzled ~ www.novelbuddy.com ~ because she knew what you were going to do to her! "Ning Yuxi sighed longly:" Four sheepskins were hidden in the bun, chest, scabbard, and sole of the boot. Every word in this sheepskin has that person's name. Just let her find one and see it, she will never forget the cruel person! "

Lin Wanrong clenched his palms, gritted his teeth, and said nothing.

"Little thief, when I applied Yu Jia, it was, I was a bit reserved, I couldn't get out of it." The fairy shook her head and wept silently. How easy it is for a loved one! How can the good fortune that can be cultivated over a century be easily wiped out? So, I want to give her a chance and give you a chance. If she recognizes you, it ’s heaven Kill lover! "

The thief was silent, his face pale.

"I'm glad I did this," Ning Xianzi said softly, "God is fair, I left hope for Yujia, and God will return you to me !!"

He shook his head weakly, and the tears were crystal clear: "Sister, I'm so tired, I want to go home!"