Finest Servant

Brother, brother, are you back? "Qiaoqiao with eyes full of tears, like a sparrow, threw herself into his arms ecstatically, hugged him tightly, and shed tears before saying a word.

"Little baby, do you miss me?" He smiled habitually, and was about to give this little girl a big bear hug, but he felt his throat was extremely dry, not only could he not speak, even his own hands could not out of sight.

This shock was no small matter, "Ah—ah—" he danced and struggled desperately.

"Lin Lang," the woman in her arms raised her head, but it had already turned into a green and beautiful face. Miss Xiao was holding a red swaddle in her arms, shaking it gently back and forth, her face was filled with the radiance of maternal love, and she said with a gentle smile: "Look, this is our baby, and he is smiling at you. This scoundrel, long It has to be exactly like you. Look, he's actually smiling!"

my child? He stretched out his hand ecstatically, hugging his flesh and blood tightly. The little powdery face in the swaddling baby was rosy and cute, and his eyes, nose, and mouth were his replicas everywhere.

Son, I have a son! He lowered his head excitedly, and was about to kiss his son's cheek, when he suddenly heard a stern voice, "Be careful, Lin Lang!"

A whistling ink arrow shot into his chest with lightning, instantly pierced his skin and headed for his heart.

The Grim Reaper had already held his hand, and was about to take him away as soon as he saw it. The infant child suddenly opened his eyes, opened his pink hands and danced, his little face bloomed into a newborn flower: "Father—"

The young eagles begin to sing, and the orioles begin to cry!

His body shook violently, as if he had been electrocuted. Instant tears filled my eyes: "I have a son, I have a son. I can't die!!"

"Ah—" he cried out like he just woke up from a dream. The hands and feet danced wildly. It's like fighting against the sky. Eyes swiped open.

Qingxuan is gone! The baby is gone!

There was gurgling water in my ears. The dim flames flickered in front of his eyes, scorching his cheeks. Even though he was so close, his whole body was cold. Sweat beaded like rain. There was no strength in the whole body, and the dryness in the throat seemed to be broken. Only the sharp pain came from the chest. Almost cut to the bone marrow, so real and clear.

He took a weak breath, and in a trance, recalled the last battle that day. Endless killings, bright red everywhere. Deadly ink arrows. Snow goose feathers flying all over the sky. A tiny bit, floating in front of my eyes.

The faint humming of cicadas rang in my ears, and a faint fragrance wafted by my side. Little nameless flowers are mixed in the green grass everywhere, competing for splendor and blooming in full bloom. Not far away, a cluster of brightly colored bonfires lit up,

It is bright red and bright, with sparks crackling non-stop.

He let out a long breath. I want to move my body a little bit. But I felt like my whole body was broken, and there was no pain anywhere. Except the fingers can move. Even tilting the neck is an extravagant wish.

This time, it was completely over. He wanted to cry in his heart, but suddenly he wanted to laugh, for he could save his life in Yu Jia's hands. What reason is there to be unhappy?

The body is covered with thick green grass, and the body is covered with fragrant clothes. He lay quietly among the wildflowers. Fragrance everywhere. The creek water flowed by his side, and the sound of papa patting the water surface came from his ears.

A woman in a rough Hu suit, with her hair tied up casually and her sleeves rolled up lightly, was standing in the clear stream with her shiny little feet, holding two clothes in her hand and patted them lightly. On her cheeks and hair, in the dim bonfire, it was as crystal clear as white jade.

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

Lin Wanrong's throat was dry, and with all his strength, he called out softly: "Sister Immortal——"

The buzzing sound was as light as a mosquito, and even he himself couldn't hear it clearly. The woman who was doing the laundry, however, froze as if her acupoints had been tapped, and the clothes she held in her hand fell into the water with a "slap". She turned around trembling, and what greeted her were the little thief's star-like eyes.

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

"Little thief—" Running a few steps away from him, Ning Yuxi suddenly stopped and stared at him blankly. She wanted to stretch out her little hand, but she didn't seem to believe her eyes. She stared blankly for a long time, then suddenly covered her lips in a hurry, crying and laughing, tears falling like rain.

She took off her white clothes, wore a thorn hairpin cloth skirt, her black hair was randomly coiled up, messily scattered around her ears, her eyes were like water, her eyebrows were lightly raised, and her naked feet were as crystal clear as jade. Amidst the fatigue and laziness, there is an undisguised charming youth. Such a fairy has never been seen before. Lin Wanrong stared blankly, and said after a long time: "Sister Fairy, can fairies return to vulgarity?!"

Ning Yuxi walked slowly to his side, took his trembling hand, and shed tears gently: "In front of you, I have never been a fairy. Now, I just want to be a woman, a real woman, and wash your clothes for you." Cook food, bear children, and reproduce for generations.”

Lin Wanrong blinked, her eyes sparkling: Sister, you have to hold back. While doing laundry and cooking, can you ask your sister to work part-time as a fairy? You know, I like to watch you fly in the sky, and then I chase you underground. Only when you fall down like that can you be nervous and exciting. "

"You evil person!" Fairy Ning blushed, and wanted to squeeze his waist hard, but when she reached out her hand, the movement was extremely gentle, and she burst into tears and laughed.

It's good to be alive, to be able to tease Sister Fairy. He grinned, but the wound was affected, and he coughed violently. In the severe pain, he felt that his internal organs were displaced, and blood gushed out from the corner of his mouth.

The fairy gently shook her head, lifted her sleeves, gently wiped off the bright red blood stains, 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 pouring down.

"It's okay, it's okay, it'll be fine soon." Lin Wanrong clenched her cold hand, panting for a long time.

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

"Understood!" The little thief said with a grin, "Sister let me go!"

Never forget it for a moment. "

Ning Yuxi stroked his hair slowly. Shaking his head lightly: "Never forget for a moment? You are lying to me again! Do you remember when you stood in front of me that day? Why did you leave the greatest pain to me——Why did you do this? Treat me, you cruel person, I hate you, I hate you for life—"

She fell on the thief's chest and wept bitterly. His shoulders trembled and he choked so hard that he was almost suffocating. The heartbreak of these days finally vented like a landslide.

Cry, cry, is there anything happier than crying in this world? Silently, he couldn't help but choked up.

Let the tears flow sideways, the two hugged each other quietly, lying on their backs among the beautiful flowers. As wide as the world is, their hearts are as far away as they are. How many times can there be such wonderful moments in life?

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

Fairy Ning burst into tears. Loudly said: "You are not allowed to talk nonsense! My little thief will never die!"

never die? When I am not an old man? He smiled silently. She said softly: "Well, I will always be with Sister Shenxian, and we will never die. However, I am really curious, can Yujia's powerful archery skills not kill me? Then I will be proud in the future. "

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

"Look at this." The fairy slowly handed a thin silk vest to him. This silk vest has long been soaked in blood, and a big hole was cut in the middle of the heart. The silk was covered in it, leaving only a thin layer, which had been stretched out of shape and fell down. The power of Yugana's arrow was so great, although the silk used its elasticity to resolve part of the force, it had already shot deep into his chest with the ink arrow, as evidenced by the dried blood stains on it.

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Lin Wanrong was stunned for a long time, and suddenly wanted to laugh out loud. Thanks to the old man, the emperor, for giving me such a good vest. I will definitely burn incense for you when I get home.

This silk armor was sent to him by the emperor himself when he was in Beijing that day. Listening to the high chief's boastful talk and boasting about this thing, he didn't take it seriously, and he never cared about wearing it on his body. When Li Wuling was injured, he gave the vest to Xiao Lizi. It's just that Hu Bugui and others forced him to wear it again for safety reasons to participate in the sheep picking contest. Unexpectedly, at the critical moment, it saved lives.

Still, the old man has vision and insight! He was so excited that he burst into tears, wishing he could get up now and bow to his father-in-law.

Fairy sighed, and said softly: "Little thief, do you know how we escaped from Yujia?"

"I know," he nodded slightly, and sighed silently: "In her eyes, I am already a person who must die! She won't do anything to a dead me."

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

"Although this Yujia is a Turkic woman, she is the pearl on the grassland. She has reached the pinnacle of resourcefulness, force, and methods. She is the best in the world. It's a pity that as a woman, she is destined to fall once. This is our destiny." gone."

Fairy Ning glanced at him faintly, as if she had a thousand words to tell him.

Lin Wanrong was silent for a long time, then suddenly let out a long breath, and said softly: "Sister Fairy, I have a question, actually I have always wanted to ask you. You have clearly erased Yue Ya'er's memory, why does she still seem to recognize me?!"

Ning Yuxi smiled wryly: "Forgetting, how can it be so easy? Little thief, look, what is this?!"

She took out a few broken and dry sheepskins from her bosom, and slowly brought them to his eyes.

Under the dim light of the fire, the sheepskin was densely covered with small characters, which seemed to be written with the juice of some kind of medicinal herb, and it was messy and graceful. He opened his eyes wide, but he couldn't recognize a single word. He said helplessly, "Sister, how do you write in Turkic? I don't understand."

"Stupid little thief, how can I write this?" The fairy shook her head and sighed: "This is the text that your beautiful captive, Crescent Moon, secretly recorded before I performed the spell."

Written by Crescent Moon? What did she write?

"Every piece of sheepskin is written about you. Grasslands, deserts, snow-capped mountains, what you said to her, what you did to her, everything you experienced in life and death, she recorded it all. There are four sheepskins in total." The fairy shook her head lightly: "This woman's intelligence is really rare in the world."

"Why is she writing this?!" Lin Wanrong asked puzzled.

"Because she knows what you're going to do to her!" Ning Yuxi sighed, "The four sheepskins are hidden in the bun, chest, scabbard, and boot sole. It has the name of that person. As long as she finds one and sees it, she will never forget that cruel person!"

Lin Wanrong squeezed her palms tightly, gritted her teeth, and said nothing.

"Little thief, when I cast spells on Yujia, I was, I was somewhat reserved, and I couldn't do it." The fairy shook her head and wept silently: "We girls, when we come to this world, we meet a lover who loves me. How difficult it is to be in love with someone! How can a good fortune that can only be cultivated in a hundred years be erased so easily? So, I want to give her a chance, and I will also give you a chance. If she recognizes you, then the heavens will not Destroy lovers!"

The little thief was silent, his face pale.

"I'm glad I did this," Fairy Ning said softly, "God is fair, I kept hope for Yujia, God will give you back to me!!"

He shook his head weakly, tears gleaming: "Sister, I'm so tired, I want to go home!"