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- Xia E, who was surrounded by a group of coquettish women, her face turned as red as an apple, and she fiddled with the corners of her clothes at a loss. She didn't know if someone was telling her what was on her mind, or she didn't know how to respond to such a shy comment. It was an embarrassing question, but a gust of wind blew gently, and she seemed to notice something and raised her head suddenly.
There was a flash of light in the eyes that were originally slightly panicked, revealing a trace of struggle and resistance. Then he suppressed this emotion again, as if he had accepted a fateful arrangement, he calmly raised his head and looked at The man dressed in black fell from the sky.
"Ah, it's the Young Master who's here!" A group of women also spotted the man in black, whispering, and suddenly became silent. The monks patrolling in the distance immediately caught up, saluted respectfully, and then stood aside.
"You don't have to be formal!" Yang Hong fell lightly, his expression serious, but his eyes were fixed on Xia E for a moment. Her fleeting expression just now did not escape Yang Hong's perception, and he looked at her deeply. Said: "Xia'e, are you free? Can you talk to me?"
"Let's talk? The young master actually wants to chat with Xiao'e?" A group of women had a strange look on their faces and glanced at Xia E and Yang Hong, very confused.
Judging from Yang Hong's appearance, it was obvious that he came here specifically to find Xia E. The woman who teased Xia E before had a blush on her cheeks. She had also been practicing for a while. How could she not know that what she said before was probably ** It had already entered Yang Hong's ears. Thinking of his unbridled chatting and laughing just now, he couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in his heart.
The majestic scenes of Yang Hong transforming into a human-demonic body, moving mountains with bare hands, and burying dragon veins are still echoing in the minds of these people. At this time, they have long regarded him as an immortal, and everyone regards him as a god in their hearts, especially These women's hearts fluttered even more, and they developed feelings of admiration.
"It's a pity that our bodies are not clean, otherwise!" A group of women's faces were filled with bitterness, and this thought flashed through their hearts. Since ancient times, heroes have loved beauties, and beauties only shed tears for heroes. Although they have fallen into the world of mortals, they have not disappeared. The deep throbbing in my heart, who can say that women are heartless and actors are meaningless? I can only say that the love is not true and the justice is not deep.
The subtle expressions on the faces of these women could not escape Yang Hong's eyes. He sighed slightly and said with a smile: "By the way, there is one more thing. I will be in seclusion in a few days. Before that, I want to treat you to a banquet. I wonder if the sisters would appreciate the honor and dance for us?"
Yang Hong has no discrimination against this group of women in his heart. The reason why he says this is not out of pity from the strong to the weak. He simply wants to boost their self-confidence. After all, Yu Wan'er did something to him and now she is in crisis. , is very likely to be imprisoned by Xue Luohu, and he wants to take care of these women on behalf of Yu Wan'er.
"A banquet?" The slender and reserved faces of a group of women suddenly radiated a light, and they all raised their heads in surprise.
"Yes, I am indeed inviting you to a banquet, and of course there are others. In fact, you have been working hard because of me for so long, but I have not done anything to you. I feel a little sorry, so I want to get everyone together, so Sisters, do you appreciate me?" Yang Hong nodded.
This group of women, who had been teasing unscrupulously before, now started to squirm, especially the woman who claimed to have had close contact with Yang Hong. Her face was shy and her head almost retracted into her chest. Yang Hong laughed and said: "Since I don't object, I agree." OK, I will let you know in three days, okay Xia E, let¡¯s go out for a walk!¡±
By the Sanjiang River, the water was crystal clear and flowing gurglingly. Xia'e reached out and took out a handful of hands, letting the coldness pass through her fingers. Her face was peaceful and peaceful. Yang Hong stood beside her without saying anything. His eyes gradually recalled the scene when he first met Xia E, and he shook his head slightly and sighed.
Yang Hong understood what this little girl already knew. The shy look that originally belonged to her disappeared and was replaced by a slightly reluctant silence.
"Young master, you don't need to say anything. I actually know all this. What is supposed to come will always come. You can't hide. Now I just want to take one last look at the world in peace!" Xia E didn't look back. He said, playing with the river water with his hands, letting the water stains wet his clothes.
Yang Hong nodded. Although Xia E's back was turned to her, he could clearly feel that the little girl was smiling. He had vaguely seen that kind of smile somewhere before. It was Fang Dong, who was supposed to be dead, but was still smiling. A boy with a special existence who lived for three years.
He vaguely felt that Xia E and Fang Dong seemed to have the same fate. One was a boy who died four years ago, and the other was a girl who also died ten years ago. However, they both died for different reasons and different reasons. way, miraculously survived.
Perhaps only those who have truly faced death and touched death will have a special understanding of "life". The smiles on the faces of Fang Dong and Xia E seemed to be a kind of light reluctance, and they would not give up.Sri's insistence can only be accepted calmly.
"Can you listen to me sing a song?" Xia E suddenly turned around and smiled at Yang Hong.
Yang Hong was stunned for a moment, then nodded, Xia E cleared her throat and sang: "The feathers of the mayfly, the clothes are beautiful. The worry in the heart is where I am going. The wings of the mayfly are picking up the clothes. The worry in the heart is in me. Come home. The mayflies are digging and reading, and the sackcloth is like snow. My heart is full of worries, and I am returning home"
The light and melodious voice seemed to flow into Yang Hong's heart along with the gurgling water. He seemed to feel Xia'e's desire for life, as well as the slightly reluctant and confused pursuit, and even a vague feeling. Irony, as for who the person making the irony was, Yang Hong didn't know, or he didn't want to know.
"I was supposed to die, but I lived again, and then spent ten years living without dying. During these ten years, I didn't grow taller, my appearance remained the same, and I watched the people around me grow up one by one. , one by one from childish to graceful"
"But I have maintained this appearance for ten years. You know, I once listened to my heartbeat. The strong pulse sound made me think that I was still alive and not the living dead I imagined. So For ten years, I have always thought of myself as an eleven-year-old girl"
"Ten or eleven years old, it wasn't until you appeared in front of me that I woke up from this dream, and the memories from ten years ago also woke up."
"Actually, I didn't lie to you. My parents are indeed dead. In a battle between monks ten years ago, innocent people were affected and died, and I was already dead at that time!"
Xia E seemed to be murmuring to herself, or telling Yang Hong, and the tip of Yang Hong's heart seemed to be stabbed by a sharp thorn.
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