Pirate’s Infinite Wings

However, Yue'er listened to Lin Hu's roar, so she easily agreed to let her go. She was ecstatic, and couldn't help but feel a little disbelieving. She said, "Just what?"

Fang Lang pinched the wine bowl, and after a while, I didn't know what to say, until the bowl was in a hand with a broken mouth, and my thumb was stabbed, saying: "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."

Bu Linhu stood up suddenly and took his words away. Fang Lang said: "Since Master Han is not here now, if you want to go out, I will let you be safe and sound." If you want to go, I will go with you. But you have to prepare for the worst. You have to promise me that nothing can be impulsive. "

After hearing this, Lin Huyue sat down softly, buried her in her arms, and lay on the table, sobbing.

"What would I do without him? How would I live?"

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 cannot be lost.” It’s just that you will become another person, and maybe you will also feel strange. Live for a cold faith. Maybe I can only live in the shadow of the past all my life. But no matter what, one survives. Girl, people live not only for themselves, but for the ones they love. There are many ways to live in your life, even if you lose the most important things, you have to live for what you still have and what is left. "

As he spoke, Fang Lang shed tears unknowingly. He picked up the wine jar, looked up and drank a glass. The wine is like a waterfall, half of it falls into the throat and half of it spills into the chest, as if pouring in the memory of the past.

Two people had a carnival and 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 resolved, and they can only indulge in their own world. Yu, who left Han Lun, had become very fragile, which made Fang Lang feel strange. Fang Lang, who was able to say such things, didn't seem to be the person she knew who laughed at her life. Although they are close, both feel far apart.

After a long time, the wine has run out, but people will not get drunk. Fang Lang stood up, suddenly feeling powerless. 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 a few times, only to see Lin Huyue'er passed out. Fang Lang waved in and said, "Get the fox girl drunk and send her to my house to rest."

Yunyan Yunsheng was about to go to Fuling Huyue, Yue'er seemed to move her ten fingers, and then gradually woke up, she got a haircut, got up in a daze, and said, "I'll go back and pack my things."

Fang Lang thought of his longing, nodded and agreed: "Tomorrow morning, we will set off." You go back and take a rest. Shennong Valley to Wuyi Mountain is also at least a 10-day itinerary. A good spirit is the best way to get there. "

Jade nodded without speaking, so she turned and left. Yunyan hugged her slowly, Yue'er smiled and said thank you, and the two ladies lifted the door out.

Fang Lang went out, counting the time, it was probably time to go to campus. So he had to go out, and the language of the moon had been brought out from the door. As soon as Fang Lang walked out of the house, he walked out and put on his robe.

Fang Lang said: "Go and rest by yourself, you don't have to wait, but the door is open." I'm leaving tomorrow, and you will give me some water and food. "

Yue Yu didn't seem surprised, but asked softly: "When will the Lord come back?" when he was arranging a corner of his clothes.

Fang Lang said: "This 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 master had better prepare more thick clothes, these clothes must be used."

Fang Lang turned around strangely, and the moonlight shone on her cheeks through the moonlight, flowing like frost, and falling quietly, only feeling the beauty of the woman's indescribable tranquility in front of her. 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 have more fun. "

Yueyu shook his head and said: "Everyone has a past that he doesn't want to mention, why do you shake it out and ruin the night scene?" Yueyu is just a slut and a maid, the past is not worth talking about. God still has important things to do, doesn't he? "

Fang Lang turned around, looked at the moon, and said with a smile, "Yue Yu, you are not a bitch, you are a smart man." But why do you live so carefully? "Aren't you tired?" He looked at her again, walked out the door alone, and never looked back.

Yueyu lowered his head until Luo whistled and walked out the door, slowly raised his head, his eyes were red, and said to himself: "Lord, you are the first master to treat us as human beings, Yueyu is very grateful to you, but Yueyu can't help you, please cherish it."

As he spoke, he bowed to where Fang Lang left. Suddenly, she only felt a gust of wind blowing across her back, and suddenly the alarm sounded, she turned around, ten fingers, a few silver needles came out from the thin mosquito foot, and a silver light flashed in the air After a while, the silver needle on the thin mosquito's foot fell out of her hand, and for 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 wrong, your heart?" The darkness gradually revealed the shape of a person, and his figure was hidden high up, a long robe, but hidden in a dark corner, only a black silhouette could be seen .

Seeing the appearance, Moon Language panicked and immediately knelt down, crossing his chest and facing

He salutes. The man laughed a few times and said, "You haven't answered my question yet."

The moon language was deeply buried on the head, and the air did not dare to come out, only timidly said: "No."

The man turned around suddenly, his robe was trembling, a sudden gust of wind blew up the house, and the lampshade on the screen was blown to the ground. Moon's language suddenly felt a sore throat, and saw a strong hand stuck on her neck, gently lifting her to be empty. The man said, "Don't you think you said too much of what you said just now?"

The language of the moon looked painful, the body struggled and said: "The Lord is angry, the language of the moon knows sin." ..