Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 21: Seal with a kiss

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His eyes are darker than the sky at this moment, and dark clouds are drenched with cyan electric lights, and under the electric lights is the boundless sea of ​​surging waves.

For the first time, Meng Fuyao saw him with such a look in his eyes that was so desperate to swallow no one. The memory of Yuan Zhaohuo was graceful and calm, and the wind didn’t move. Tai Shan fell smoothly before kicking Tai Shan. She thought she was here. In life, there will never be a chance to see him change color.

However, at this moment, Meng Fuyao's heart sank in an instant with this look. She choked her breath, her eyes drooped, she turned her head subconsciously, her fingers tightened on the turf, and she sucked again. He raised his head and looked straight at Yuan Zhaohu.

Hate me, hate me... I can't escape your influence, so I have to force you to leave by yourself...

Yuan Zhaoxu just stared at her without any movement or expression. Even the waves in his eyes at the beginning were gone.

He just condensed in front of the fire, the light of the fire thinly outlined the arc of his side face, and his long eyelashes were slightly hanging, as quiet as a virgin.

However, everyone felt that the atmosphere around him suddenly changed.

It seems that someone suddenly poured a pot of paste in the air, which instantly glued the original hearty and clean winter night, and the stratus clouds felt more heavy and pressed down, and the flames that were originally peeling off, all It seems to be much weaker, burning quietly.

The cheers gradually weakened, and Ms. Hu Sang’s ecstasy turned into confusion. She froze there, looking at Yuan Zhaoxu for a while, and Meng Fuyao, who was stared at by Yuan Zhaoxu for a while.

In the suffocating silence, Yuan Zhaoxuan finally moved.

He didn't move, he moved like thunder, stretched out his hand and pulled Meng Fuyao, who was staring at him blankly, and threw it out rudely.

Meng Fuyao was thrown a parabola in the air, and slapped a horse outside the circle with his **** facing forward and backward. Before Meng Fuyao had time to exclaim, a purple shadow flashed in front of him. Yuan Zhaoxuan had already landed on the horse. Face to face with her, he saw her open her mouth to call. He clicked on the dumb acupoint with his finger, and then slapped the horse. .

These few actions were thunderous in one go, and they were too fast to catch up. Everyone felt that the two figures flashed one after another, and the lord of the city was "hijacked" by the gorgeous.

Ms. Hu Sang chased up in shock, crying, "My lord... you accepted my Jinpa!"

Yuan Zhaoxu didn't look back, but suddenly a fat ball rushed out of his arms. The fat ball crawled on his shoulders and pulled the paws of the girl Husang who was chasing behind him, spreading his embroidery. Jinpa with mandarin duck and willow branches.

In the fire, Master Yuanbao barked his sharp teeth and looked at the master's suitor with triumphant eyes. In his paws, Jinpa and white hair fluttered unrestrainedly.

It’s not that I’m always ready, my master has been sold by that shameless man...

"Boom!"

The tragic girl Husang who had been to the mouse in courtship, fainted...

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Meng Fuyao never thought that Yuan Zhaoxuan would be able to run so fast that it was almost crazy. The speed of riding a horse was almost comparable to the speed of modern cars. The wind blew through her ears like a knife, and her turban was torn apart. The long hair was scattered in the wind, and some of them were stranded with the horse bridle, causing pain. Meng Fuyao couldn't avoid it, and slammed hard, a strand of green silk fell like a smoke, like a red dust. Big dream.

Meng Fuyao didn't even look at the hair. He tightened his lips and watched the surrounding scenery rapidly retreating. Those trees, people, houses, and houses disappeared from his eyes in an instant, just like floating lights and shadows. it is good? Back to the beginning, back to the original point, back to the quiet and quiet Meng Fuyao, seeing each other is like not seeing, and being sentimental is worse than being ruthless.

She was still froze on the horse, and Yuan Zhaoxuan's way of throwing her on the horse was not polite at all. She was planted there like a piece of wood, and the acupuncture points couldn't control herself. As the horse swayed and swayed, Yuan Zhao Zhao held her waist with one hand and the rein, and even through the thick winter clothes, he could even detect the coldness of his palm.

From Meng Fuyao's perspective, only his lower jaw can be seen. The lines are delicate and firm, and a thin lip is pressed tighter than her. Yuan Zhaoxuan always smiles, and he smiles calmly and respectfully smiles everywhere. Jiang Shan, Meng Fuyao was used to his smile, not used to the almost stern arc of his mouth. She subconsciously reached out to smooth it out, but she couldn't lift her hand to remember that her soft numb acupoint had been sealed.

A long ride, through the empty and quiet streets, the rivers beside the streets are flowing quietly, some people in the Rong are putting on colorful river lights, and those lights flashing multicolored halo drifting by and then being swept by the wind Get up-Rong Ren raised his head in amazement, watching the silhouettes of those galloping wildly in the festive season suddenly disappear, watching the crimson bougainvillea scattered all over the city by the gust of wind, and then fluttering on them.

Falling flowers and floating lanterns, stone roads and frost, so many people are joyful this night, carnival all night; this night a pair of people are silent, the moonlight is silent.

The hooves clattered, knocking on the darkness of the night, the city gate was already in sight, Yuan Zhaoxuan took out the token from Meng Fuyao's arms, and threw it at the soldiers who came to interrogate, "The Lord of the city has an emergency. Military intelligence, open the door!"

Bingding opened the door without saying a word, Yuan Zhaoyuan galloped away, Meng Fuyao looked up in shock and asked, "Why are you out of town?"

Yuan Zhao didn't look at her, as if he didn't care about her plan at all. Meng Fuyao touched a gray nose and had to shut up, but after a while he heard him say, "You need to be brainwashed."

"Huh?" Meng Fuyao did not understand, but he also knew that Yuan Zhaozhen was really offended by her today. It would be better to be honest when he wanted to go home, so he shrank his neck and said nothing.

On the opposite side, Master Yuan Bao suddenly struggling out of Yuan Zhaoxuan's arms, "jumped" Meng Fuyao's forehead, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, and Meng Fuyao could understand it miraculously-you are stupid.

Yes, it's stupid, but not so stupid, maybe I will do something stupid in the future...

Meng Fu shook his nose and looked up at the hazy and gloomy moon. In another time and space, what was his mother doing? Does she still have money to support dialysis? Research all did not give her martyrs subsidies? Every time she goes to the hospital, she rides her bike on her own. Who is carrying her now?

Seventeen years. Seventeen years have passed since the Wuzhou Continent. She is really afraid that this world will be parallel to that world. She is afraid that her mother will not be able to wait for her for seventeen years. But there are things that cannot be given up because of fear. Is the time in these two worlds different? What if the great supernatural powers of the Evergreen Temple could help her return to a certain past time? What if, what if the mother has been waiting for her?

Meng Fuyao raised her head and let the frosty wind blow over her cold forehead and wide open eyes. The wind was so cold that she heard the sound of some liquid freezing in her eyes.

Suddenly, his body shook and was shattered along with the fine ice crystals. Meng Fuyao raised his head in a daze, only to see Yuan Zhaoxuan had stopped his horse, and in front of him was a continuous mountain range, verdant as a cover, extending from the foot of the mountain range. The vast plains rushed away endlessly, and the wind roared from the plains, walking through the rocky mountains, making a sharp whistle.

Meng Fuyao didn’t know what this place was, but Yuan Zhaoxuan seemed to be very familiar. He got off the horse, picked up Meng Fuyao, and Meng Fuyao waited for him to relieve her acupuncture points, but Yuan Zhaohuan ignored her at all and carried her. He went straight up the mountain.

His feet are extremely fast, and the winding and dangerous mountain road is flat under his feet. Meng Fuyao, who was carried by him, is so dizzy. Meng Fuyao is not humming, and smiles silently-look. It turns out that no matter how gentle and generous a person is, he will be like a mad lion if he is angered.

Fortunately, Yuan Zhaoxuan stopped quickly. Before Meng Fu shook his heavy head, he smelled a strong sulphur smell. The corner of his eyes also saw the white gas that seemed to be turbulent, and he was taken aback.

I haven't figured it out yet, my body suddenly vacated, and then there was a "bang".

"Ah!"

The spray exploded, and the beads flew into chaos. Meng Fuyao suddenly fell into the water. The water around her body was not cold but warm, and the white air was noisy, and she staggered into the water and got up. Only then did I realize that my acupuncture points have been unlocked at some point.

Holding a stone half exposed to the surface of the water, Meng Fuyao wiped a handful of water on his face, and looked at all sides wet, and then he could see that this is a natural hot spring built on a mountain. Yuan Zhaoxu threw it in.

She stood in a daze in the water, looking at Yuan Zhaoxu, who was sinking in the shadows on the shore, flushed with hot water, and her head was dizzy, and she didn't understand what he was going to do for a while.

Half of Yuan Zhaoxuan's face was shown in the dark moonlight, and half of it was sunk in the dark shadow of the mountain. Only a pair of eyes were shining brightly, and the gentleness and grace of the day were all turned into cold as jade, he watched quietly Looking at Meng Fuyao in the water, he said, "Wash, wash well, clear your mind, and understand what you want and what you should do."

Meng Fuyao was stunned in the water, full of water, embarrassed like a homeless dog. The man on the other side stood there like a jade tree, his voice calm and steady, every word was like jade and stone, every word was like jade broken.

"I'll give you one night to wash well, wash away the selfish indulgence and frivolousness in your heart that shouldn't belong to you, wash until you understand that you can't rely on pets and coquettish, and use others' tolerance as a reason for presumptuous ; Understand that you can refuse to escape, but you have no right to blaspheme the dignity of others and interfere with others’ freedom of choice."

Meng Fuyao was shaking, shaking in the hot water, she slowly squatted down and squatted in the water.

"It’s my business to like you and chase you, just as it’s your business to avoid me and reject me. If you don’t want to see me, you can understand and say to me, never meet, Yuan Zhaoxu will disappear from you forever. Right now, Fuyao, do you want it? If you want, say it now."

Meng Fu shook her head and looked at him, her wet face was dripping with water. She opened her mouth, but she didn't say a word.

Yuan Zhaoxu looked at her condescendingly, with a calm tone and sad eyes.

"Fuyao, you have things on your mind, and you never want to share your thoughts with me. I am not unable to accept rejection, but I cannot accept your unreasonable rejection and abandonment, and even want to put me to others, Fuyao, You are so selfish and cruel. You cherish your own heart, but you abandon the heart of others."

Meng Fuyao held his heart, struggled for a long time, and finally squeezed out a word.

"Why do you... exactly like me?"

Yuan Zhaoxuan went silent suddenly. After a long time, he gently picked up a leaf in the wind and said lightly:

"I met a woman who overlapped with a certain shadow in my heart. I approached her because I wanted to see her clearly, but in this approach, I gradually forgot my original purpose. I never understood what I wanted for my life. And the taste of cherishing, but because this woman has a cherished mood, cherish it—I forget that shadow, I just want to see her existence."

Facing Meng Fuyao, he opened his palms completely for the first time, and the misty moonlight illuminates the pretty lotus flower.

"I hope very much-she can be like this lotus flower born in my blood*skin, and will always be by my side, until the crossing of life and death and time, to see me and her annihilated into ashes at the same time. Finally."

Meng Fuyao stood in the water in a daze, stiff from eyebrows to mouth and nose. A long time later, she suddenly sat down in the water and cried loudly.

"Yuan Zhaoxu, can you not be so sensational?"

"Yuan Zhaoxu, I'm not as selfish as you said, I'm so **** unselfish!"

The rush of emotions invaded like this hot spring water, scouring the embankment of her emotions, something burst open, exploding in the surging internal organs, she His consciousness and * seemed to be shattered at this moment, turned into the dim starlight of this night, and soared into the sky.

The pain is overwhelming, and the black cyan reveals hideous jagged teeth, a little bit grinds the mind and thinking, she gritted her teeth and endured, swallowing the blood that was rising, the sweet smell seemed to be exciting She felt unwilling and angry for a long time.

She almost indulged howling, struggling to slap the water with her hands desperately, smashing the water, and then falling down, pouring her all over.

Her near-sharp voice also pierced the silence of the mountain forest night like a steel knife.

"I am not afraid of the torture of my lover and the confusion of love! I am afraid of short-term gatherings and permanent parting!"

"All the days I have been here are borrowed. Do you understand what I borrowed? If I pat my **** and go away, Yuan Zhaohuo, would you like to scold me at that time. Give up for reasons, and abandon your heart as if you are dead?'"

"My love shouldn't be here, I restrain myself and push you away, I just don't want to hurt you! Do you **** understand or understand..." Meng Fuyao was full of tears and trembling. With slurred speech, he suddenly jumped up vigorously, rushed ashore, and violently dragged Yuan Zhaohu down.

Yuan Zhaoxu was staring at her gaffe in shock, and he hurriedly pulled her into the water, and was instantly wet. Meng Fuyao didn't care about it, and desperately pushed him into the water. Crying.

"Disappear! Disappear for me! You **** disappear for me! From now on I am no longer afraid of you, I just couldn't speak because of a toothache, and now I tell you, yes, I don't want you , I don’t want you, just follow what you just said and disappear in front of me forever..."

"I changed my mind."

Yuan Zhaoxu, who was desperately pumped into the water by her, suddenly spoke. The former coolness of the forest in her tone has disappeared, replaced by a near-mild calm.

He stood up from the center of the hot spring, and with a wave of his hand, he grasped Meng Fuyao's waving hands around. He gripped very tightly, and Meng Fuyao suddenly couldn't move at all. The two of them were facing each other in the center of the hot spring. Yuan Zhaoxuan looked into her eyes and said quietly, "You didn't say it just now. Now that it's too late, it doesn't count."

"If you **** say it doesn't count, it doesn't count...uh..."

A pair of cold, soft lips suddenly closed her lips gently.

Meng Fuyao was so shocked that he had forgotten who he was.

She stood stiffly in the water, in a weird posture with one hand still gesturing, watching Yuan Zhaoxuan leaning over to taste herself, accepting the passing of his lips and tongue. Entangling, it was a light kiss like a butterfly's wings and feathers, and it gradually went from shallower to deeper. There was a sweetness like snow between his mouth. It was a slightly cool and refreshing but not cold taste, warm and delicate. It is like the most beautiful dream that all cardamom women have ever had in the small building in the willow head on the moon.

Such dreams were blurred and entangled, like mist and wind surrounded Meng Fuyao, the gentle breath of the man in front of her, the faint smell of strange fragrance hit, her heart was suddenly softened.

With a slight sigh, Meng Fu raised his head dazedly, no longer having the strength to push away the tenderness at this moment.

The moonlight is reflected in the heart of the wave, and the men and women who are embracing each other with wet bodies cross their necks in a bright water, like a lotus flower blooming in the heart of a pond.

The wind swept across the water, and he wrote his poems in a single stroke. The poems are also gentle and touching.

The air is fragrant, and the emerald vines hang down from the pool, intertwined and swaying together.

Meng Fuyao was in the drifting cloud, hearing Yuan Zhaohan buried in his neck, he suddenly whispered, "At this moment, I will seal it with a kiss."

Seal it with a kiss...what a beautiful word, but can it really seal this moment of peace, persisting in the mountains and rivers, the vicissitudes of life?

Meng Fuyao only felt that she didn't know where the pain started again. Her arms trembled. Yuan Zhaoxuan had let go of her. His eyes reflected the moonlight waves, which was another pool of more beautiful clear water.

Meng Fuyao turned away with a slight flushing face, his eyes swept down unconsciously, and he saw Yuan Zhaoxu, who was wet and facing, his undressed half untied, and water droplets rolled over his bare chest, but his skin was more watery. The beads are more lustrous and smooth, with nephrite-like light shining under the moonlight, and a touch of delicate collarbone, shallowly extending into the semi-open collar, attracting people to explore the scenery inside the collar.

Meng Fuyao stared blankly, suddenly felt that her nose was hot, and when she lowered her head, she saw the water faint and red. There was a bang in her mind, "The embarrassment is so big that the beauty is getting a nosebleed. How should I meet people in the future..." Before I finished my thoughts, I felt sweet in my chest. Something came out of my mouth unobstructed.

Meng Fu shook his head subconsciously, and saw that a bleak rain of blood suddenly fell in the sky, dyeing the bleak moonlight red, and the rain of blood fell on her and Yuan Zhao’s face. Above, she saw Yuan Zhaoxuan's shocked eyes with bloodstains on her face, and at the same time she saw herself slowly falling down magically.

"Fortunately...it's not that I am greedy for beauty and nosebleeds..." When Meng Fuyao fell down, the last unrelated thought came out very relieved.

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A ray of firelight, jumping in the closed field of vision, the aroma of food and the warmth of the firelight sneak into silence.

When Meng Fuyao opened his eyes, he saw the dark dark dome of the cave, the shining red fire, and Yuan Zhaoxuan next to the fire, turning over his clothes unskillfully.

Clothing...clothing!

The consciousness in Meng Fuyao's mind returned instantly, he jumped up in shock, and quickly touched his whole body, calling...Fortunately, the underwear was still there.

Grabbing the covering on his body, which is Yuan Zhaoxuan's outer robe, Meng Fuyao rubbed it lightly, vaguely remembering the previous events, and couldn't help but blush.

I looked around and saw Master Yuan Bao drawing circles in the corner of the cave. Hey, the hair was not wet. Was it not in his arms when Yuan Zhao went into the water earlier? What is it depressed?

Yuan Zhaoxuan turned his head, the eyelashes and eyeballs were so dark in the firelight, he looked at Meng Fuyao, and said for a while, "Zong Yue didn't tell me that you are in love."

Meng Fuyao grinned, leaned back weakly, and said, "Now you understand?"

"Wrong," Yuan Zhaoxuan shook his head, "What kind of poison, after all, there is a way to solve it, the most difficult thing is actually my own heart, so you don’t make excuses."

Meng Fuyao said silently, "Well, I was wrong, but I think I was wrong."

Yuan Zhaoxuan understood her weird words in ancient times. He stared at Meng Fuyao, and suddenly reached out and stroked her hair gently, saying, "You stubborn little thing..."

Meng Fuyao waited for him to get angry, beat him, beat me, I was very upset.

Yuan Zhaoxuan got up and helped her up. Her long hair had already dispersed because of the previous struggle. Because there was no Xianghuo, it was sticking to the back and was rubbed by the rocks. Yuan Zhaoxuan sat down. Behind her, she gently lifted her hair, carefully held it in the palm of her hand, straightened it out with her fingers, and dried it with the heat of the fire a little bit, while faintly saying, "Hair is wet. Be careful to stay sick."

Meng Fuyao clenched his fingers and did not speak, the clear and charming fragrance of the man behind him came. The fingers he fiddled with her hair were soft and dexterous, and the slightly itchy and numb sensation* spread through the whole body like electricity, she was comfortable As if falling into the clouds, a pack of tears gradually filled his eyes.

She would rather he throw her, slap her, and go to the pool to scold her than to face such an irresistible and inescapable gentleness!

Yuan Zhaoxu kept silent, and his hair gradually dried out. He seemed to think about it for a while before he actually tied her braids.

Meng Fuyao couldn't help but chuckle even though he was full of entanglements, and said, "Don't tell me, you will be omnipotent, and even women's braids will be knotted."

Yuan Zhao didn’t answer. He untied her hair and untied what seemed to be a reminiscence of the braiding technique. After a while, he said indifferently, "Suxi doesn’t comb her hair, silk hair covers her shoulders, Wan stretches her knees , Where can not be pitiful......"

His deep and elegant voice, yin Oh, this long, mellow sentence, soft and gentle, Meng Fuyao trembled, one of her hair was unintentionally torn off, she hurriedly covered her smile, "Oh, it hurts."

Yuan Zhaohuan's hand paused, and suddenly let go of her braid, and said, "I don't think I can comb it."

Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand and touched his head. He vaguely felt like he was a half-twisted boy bun. He couldn't help but laughed. He was about to make fun of Yuan Zhaohuo and suddenly heard him say, "You are a stubborn little thing...but , I will wait for you."

"Swinging, the bright moon is easy to fall and people are easy to disperse, so you should cherish it." Yuan Zhaoxuan said gently behind her, "I will wait for the day you want to understand."

Suddenly a star of debris exploded from the fire, and the scent of roasted pine nuts burst out. A pine nut burst into Meng Fuyao's palm. She stretched out her hand and held it tightly, as if grabbing a hot heart.

The fire light illuminates the cave, reflecting the figure of the person behind him. He is not burly and majestic, but he always happens to cover her with tenderness. Meng Fuyao stared at the shadow in a daze, at the long hair that fell. Fell on his knees.

The atmosphere in the cave was quiet, and the two of them were silent and filled with unspeakable thoughts, so they heard the voices of Shiye more clearly, hearing the wind passing by the entrance of the cave, and the sound of roaring slightly, in the solemn syllable , Vaguely but suddenly something strange sound came.

The sound, there are falling, gasping, grass rubbing, and the faint noise of swords colliding unintentionally, a little closer.

Meng Fuyao sat up straight and listened attentively. Behind him, Yuan Zhaoxuan immediately raised his hand to extinguish the flame, and said lightly, "In the southwest, someone is being chased and killed, coming here."

Meng Fu shook his head to look at him and asked, "Where is this?"

Yuan Zhaoxuan was silent for a while, before saying, "I have been here once before. This is Haoyang Mountain. It is close to the boundary of the army camp."

Meng Fuyao looked at him in amazement, wondering how the wise and martial Yuan Zhaoxuan would bring himself to such a dangerous place, Yuan Zhaoxuan looked at her without any shame, and said, "I'm racing all the way, forgetting ."

Meng Fuyao rubbed his nose in silence for a while, knowing that he was the one who had caused it. If Yuan Zhaohu hadn't been stunned by himself for a while, he wouldn't be able to run this far at night.

The probe looked out from the entrance of the cave. I don’t know when torches were lit all over the mountains. Stars fell like stars in the sky. The number of people was shocking. The sound of weapon impacts continued to be heard. Someone waved the torch and yelled at the mountain not far away. , "Catch the spies who broke in!"

Meng Fuyao said in a low voice, "So powerful? You know we broke in? Oh, I blame you, the hot spring is too much to draw water."

Her wicked complained first. Yuan Zhao didn’t care about her. He just stared into the darkness and slowly said, “There is a cliff under this cave, which is indented into the cliff wall and covered by vines, etc. I will let you down."

Meng Fuyao suddenly turned his head and said, "What are you going to do?"

"The army was alarmed." Yuan Zhaoxu calmly pointed at the dots of torches. "It seems that the problem is not with us, but with someone who broke into their camp. There are too many people, and you are poisoned. Can’t move, I will send you to a safer place first."

"No," Meng Fuyao flatly refused, "Don't want to leave me and run away."

Yuan Zhaoxuan turned his eyes to look at her, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes for the first time tonight, "Fuyao, when can you get rid of your unsatisfactory ill?"

Meng Fuyao was about to sneer at each other. Suddenly, he heard the noise of footsteps, and then a small black figure staggered past the cave, and turned back anxiously as he ran. The moonlight showered her blood-stained little face.

It turned out to be a knife!

Meng Fuyao called out to blurt out, but immediately covered her mouth, but the next moment she saw the knife turning her head as she ran, suddenly stepped on the air, and then tilted her body and broke off the cliff in front of the cave. The place was planted.

"Knife!"

Meng Fuyao's body immediately rushed out of the cave and rushed down the cliff!

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Writing emotional dramas is really my weakness. I have written thousands of words for a long time, and I don’t know how it’s written, Khan...