Vol 11 Chapter 1234: -No. 1237

However, Yue'er listened to Lin Hu's roar, so she easily agreed to let her go, ecstatic, and couldn't help not believe it. She said, "Just what?"
Fang Lang squeezed the wine bowl. After a while, I didn't know how to say it, until the bowl was in a hand with a broken mouth and the thumb was stabbed. He said, "If Master Han is true," he said. "I didn't know what to say until my hand bit my mouth and my thumb was punctured."
But Lin Hu suddenly stood up and snatched his words. Fang Lang said: "Since Master Han is not here, you want to go out, I will leave you safe and sound." If you want to go, I will go with you. But you must prepare for the worst. You have to assure me that nothing is impulsive. "
Lin Huyue sat down softly, buried her in her arms, lying on the table, sobbing.
"What should I do without him? How can I survive?"
Fang Lang shook his head, sighed, and suddenly raised his head, as if seeing the starry sky on this wall tile, he said: "I used to think so, but when I really lost, I knew. In fact, there is nothing that can't be lost." It's just that you will become another person, and maybe you will also be surprised. Live for a cold faith. Maybe I can only live in the shadows of the past all my life. But no matter what, a person will survive. Girls, people live not only for themselves, but also for the people they love. There are many lifestyles in your life. Even if you lose the most important thing, you must live for what you still have and what is left. "
As he said, Fang Lang shed tears unconsciously, he picked up the wine jar, looked up and took a drink. The wine is like a waterfall, half falling into the throat, half spilling into the chest, as if pouring into the memory of the past.
The two people had a carnival, a pain, and everyone complained without words. For a while, the atmosphere was very strong and the air seemed to be stagnant. There are thousands of knots in their hearts that cannot be solved, they can only indulge in their own world. The jade that had left Han Lun had become very fragile, which made Fang Lang feel strange. Fang Lang who was able to say such things seemed to be not the one she knew who mocked her life. Although they were close at hand, they both felt far apart.
After a long time, the wine has run out, but people will not get drunk. Fang Lang stood up, suddenly feeling weak. He laughed at himself: "I can't believe that today's wine is particularly intoxicating. No one is drunk, and no one is drunk." He laughed several times, only to see Lin Huyue'er pass out. Fang Lang waved in and said, "Get drunk girl fox and send her to my house to rest."
Yun Yanyunsheng was about to go to Fuling Hu Yue, Yue'er seemed to move her fingers, and then gradually woke up, she got a haircut, staggered, and said, "I'll go back and pack my things."
Thinking of his desire, Fang Lang nodded and agreed: "Tomorrow morning, we will leave." You go back and rest. Shennong Valley to Wuyi Mountain also has at least a 10-day trip. A good spirit is the best way to get there. "
Jed nodded and said nothing, so she turned and left. Yun Yan slowly hugged her, Yue'er smiled and said thank you, the two ladies lifted the door out.
Fang Lang went out and counted the time. It was probably time to go to campus. As a result, he had to go out, the language of the moon had been brought out from the door, and Fang Lang walked out as soon as he walked out of the house, putting on his robe.
Fang Lang said, "Go and rest by yourself. You don't have to wait, but the door is open." I am leaving tomorrow, and you will give me some water and food. "
Yueyu didn't seem surprised, but gently asked: "When will the Lord come back?" As he tidied a corner of his clothes.
Fang Lang said: "It is possible, maybe ten and a half days, maybe a few years later, if you get into trouble, you may not be able to come back."
"God must be careful here," she said. "I will prepare plenty of water and food. The host had better prepare more thick clothes, which must be used."
Fang Lang turned around strangely, the moonlight shining through her cheeks, flowing like frost, falling quietly, only to feel the peaceful beauty that the woman could not tell before. Fang Lang said, "Yue Yu, did you grow up in Shennong Valley?" Now that the moon is clear, why don't you and I talk about the past and add some fun. "
Yueyu shook his head and said, "Everyone has a past that he doesn't want to mention. Why did you shake it out and ruin the night scene?" Yueyu is just a and a maid, and the past is not worth talking about. God still has important things, isn't it? "
Fang Lang turned around, looked at the moon, smiled and said, "Yue Yu, you are not a bitch, you are a smart person." But why do you live so carefully? "Aren't you tired?" He looked at her again, and walked out the door alone, never looking back.
Yueyu lowered her head until Luo whistled and walked out the door, slowly raising her head, eyes flushed, and muttering to herself: "Lord, you are the first master to treat us as a human being. Yueyu is very grateful to you, but Yueyu can't help you, please cherish it."
While talking, he bowed to where Fang Lang left. Suddenly, she only felt a breeze blowing over her back, and suddenly the alarm sounded. She turned around, ten fingers, and a few silver needles came out of the thin mosquito foot, and she saw a silver light flashing in the air. After a while, the silver needle on the thin mosquito's foot fell out of her hand, and after a while, she saw a silver light flashing in the sky. In the darkness not far away, there was a sound of iron and gold.
"What's the matter, your heart?" The darkness gradually revealed the shape of a person, and his figure was hidden high, a long robe, long, but hidden in the dark corner, only black silhouettes could be seen .
When the moon saw it, he was panicked and immediately knelt, crossed his chest and saluted him. The man laughed several times and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."
The language of the moon was buried deep on his head, and the atmosphere did not dare to come out, only timidly said: "No."
The man suddenly turned around, his robe was trembling, a strong wind blew in the house, and the lampshade on the screen was blown to the ground. The language of the moon suddenly felt a sore throat, and a strong hand was stuck on her neck, gently mentioning that she was empty. The man said: "You just said those things, don't you think you said too much?"
The language of the moon looked painful, and the body struggled to say: "The Lord is angry, and the language of the moon knows sin."..
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