Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 39: A shocking arrow
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Don’t come, all right?
The greeting without sound, like a thunder in my heart.
Meng Fuyao has imagined many times that she and Yuan Zhaoxu will reunite, maybe at a festival, maybe in a banquet of a nobleman, maybe in another country—but she never thought about it, She would meet him again on the night of Taiyuan Palace’s change, and when they met, he stood beside her enemy, and her sword pointed at his heart.
He was pointed at her heart by her knife, still smiling, and even greeted warmly.
Meng Fuyao settled on the horse’s head, his body turned upside down, the knife was still on, but his heart was inexplicably soft.
Especially when you understand this lip language.
Especially when Yuan Zhaoxuan suddenly moved his arms, he got a snow-white head, his head rolled around with his black eyes, and saw the light of the knife, he suddenly plucked the roots of hairs quickly, and he blocked them.
Does it think that the hair on its **** is a dry general or a sword named Mo Xie?
Meng Fuyao suddenly wanted to laugh. She didn’t even smile and wanted to cry. As a result, she didn’t laugh or cry. She vented and fell straight down.
She secretly screamed bad in her heart after this planting. In any case, Yuan Zhaoxun is now Qi Xunyi’s helper. He failed to rob the horse to pass the test. Yun Hen would definitely refuse to escape alone, but he hurt him.
She fell and fell into a warm chest. The skin exposed outside his collar was as smooth as his satin robe, with a strange fragrance, and the skin on the back of her neck touched his chest slightly. I just felt like my whole body was on fire in a moment.
The flame walked around, but didn’t feel the burning pain. It only felt warm and psychedelic. It was like being immersed in the melting hot spring, from the fingers to the toes, all stretched, the night was thrilling, and the hard work seemed to be instantly Gentle folds, smoothed, and then gently swept away by the clouds.
The breath of the man behind him is warm and mellow like a lost dream, or the spring breeze from the four seasons of Xuanyuan Country, or the most beautiful lotus pond in Taiyuan with a pool of fragrant clear water, soft , Charming, and everywhere.
His lips are so close to her, he brushed her ears from time to time as he moved on the horse, his heart was itchy, and his hot breath brushed his cheeks, soft and moist like a delicate kiss, Meng Fuyao stiffened his back He didn’t dare to move, but his whole body was softened inch by inch, soft and lumpy, foggy, and net, both horizontal and vertical.
This moment is like a flash of sparks, but this moment is like a thousand years.
I heard the person’s voice whispering to my ears in a trance, with a slight smile, and hearing that smile, I felt that the flowers of the four seasons were all blooming in an instant.
“I really want to kiss you…”
Meng Fuyao trembled, wondering a little, did this person’s voice have been poisoned? The words that couldn’t be more simple, when he said it, it seemed that every word had a golden hook, catching the listener’s heart together.
She touched her face and it seemed to be burning.
The voice paused, and when it rose again, it was a little bit more regretful.
“Unfortunately…not now.”
As soon as the voice fell, the source of warmth suddenly disappeared behind her, making Meng Fu’s heart feel empty. She suddenly turned her head, and saw the man with wide-clothes and big-sleeves floating back and letting out the horse underneath. .
He landed and rolled over like clouds, with an extra bow in his hand.
The vermilion bowstring is dark and black arrows, and the iron arrows are faintly shining. He chuckled, flipped his fingers, and gently and skillfully took the arrows, drew the bow, and bowed into a full moon. In the eyes of Yan Lie, who was shocked Qi Xunyi who threw down the horse angrily and chased him in astonishment, amidst the sound of a guard chasing him behind him.
Pointing, Meng Fuyao.
……
Arrows are cold, never so cold.
Meng Fuyao looked back immediately, staring blankly at the arrow that was staring at her like a falcon, and the graceful and noble man who bowed his bow and took the arrow.
At this moment, the air suddenly calmed down, and it was so quiet that I heard the sound of the torch peeling off and the breathing that was suppressed because of tension. The woman who turned around in the firelight looked back, her face was normal, but her eyes were as clear and clean as a distant mountain. Xue, a little bit of surprise, doubt, shock, and incomprehension appeared in his eyes…It was a thousand words, all the things I wanted to say but couldn’t say.
Such a complex and indescribable gaze hit everyone’s heart like a heavy hammer, and everyone for a moment forgot to move.
Only the man with his gaze still smiles slightly and does not move, his bow holding hands are as stable as a mountain, the bowstring is overdrawn, and he groans under his palm, which sounds like a profound sigh .
He moved his fingers back inch by inch, the arrow is on the string, and he will send it!
“Shoo!”