Chapter 158 See the Day again

Wu Cang Juelan held his jaw with one hand and thought for a moment. He raised his head and said, "Well... Xin Yan's war is so boring, so you can play as you want."

Play? Red sandalwood looked at the bloody figure who turned around and walked out of the tent with a black line on his forehead. This is a battle of life and death. Why does he treat it as a child's play like her young master?

Out of the big tent, and then out of the camp for five miles, it is a forest land. There is a small hill next to the forest land. The red sandalwood stands on the hill and looks at the four fields buried by the night. The mountains are tall and powerful, but there is only a black outline, which is a little dull for no reason.

There is no moon tonight. In this autumn, the wind is not strong, but it is a little cool.

The straight body of the red sandalwood station could not see the fatigue and weakness during the day, and his eyes shot brightly into the night sky.

It was very quiet around, and gradually, a depression became deeper and deeper around.

There was a gust of wind in the forest for no reason, bringing the sound of leaves falling. She frowned slightly and looked in that direction, but did not find any figure.

The body is a little tight, and the intuition is not right. It has always been a breeze that is neither painful nor itchy. Suddenly there is such a big movement, it is not deliberately ghosts!

"Suddenly~" The black hair in the ear suddenly moved, and the hair that grew to the ankle suddenly swayed, but nothing was touched in this extreme swaying.

Red sandalwood's heart tightened. At that moment, she clearly felt the human breath, but only at the moment when she was close to her.

How strong is this person?

Who is it? The pupils are deep, and the feeling of the body is also put to the maximum when you think about it.

There is no movement, and there is no movement.

Only the natural breeze caresses the earth.

Red sandalwood did not open her mouth to ask. She was worried that once she opened her mouth to break the stiff atmosphere, she would be smashed like a stone hole through the glass. She was covered with sharp and fine scum.

She hasn't had such a deep sense of crisis for a long time. Even the wooden tower has never brought her such a strong sense of crisis. She still has resistable power for the wooden tower, but at this moment, she actually feels that her power is just a bunch in the river.

"Little brother, what are you looking at?" A light and cool voice suddenly came close to her ear.

Red sandalwood turned his head in an instant, but there was no one around him. Instead, there was a man sitting under a tree ten steps away from her. He looked up at the dark night sky, as if he had always maintained that posture for a long time.

But she was sure that the sudden voice was him.

She squeezed her lips and did not answer. In this case, she couldn't figure it out. The best answer was silence.

She was speechless, but the man replied for her with great interest, "I know, hey hey, you're looking at the moon again."

Look at the moon? Red Sandalwood was surprised. He really didn't understand why this man said this answer so positively. What kind of moon is he looking at? Is there no moon tonight? But vaguely, in my memory, there seems to be a little familiarity.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look at the moon."

"There is no moon tonight."

"Yes."

"Oh? Where is the moon?

"In what I said."

"Yes, yes, the moon is in the words. Why didn't I think of it? Little brother, it turns out that you are not brain-damaged. You are so awesome.

The words that came to her mind made her eyes suddenly widen. This person, she seemed to have seen three years ago, the strange teenager who suddenly appeared after the cloud lake gap.

I didn't expect to see you again in three years, and I didn't expect that when I saw her again, she was still not as good as him, at such a strange and perverted speed...

"Yes, look at the moon." She finally spoke.

"Little brother, it's been three years, and I can finally come out to see you." His voice was cool and cool, and the coolness was like a cold wind climbing up the spine, making people's whole body stiff.

"You," according to his words, she wanted to ask: Have you been locked up for three years and can't come out? But when I think about it, it's still safe to say less and make fewer mistakes, "Uh-huh." She sent out a monosyllable from her throat.

"The weather is going to change." The man was not afraid of the coolness on the ground at all. He hummed with a weed and didn't know what he was singing.

Although red sandalwood didn't know how to look at the sky, she subconsciously looked up at the sky carefully. Of course, she didn't see anything. So he asked shamelessly, "What's going on?"

The man took off the weed from his mouth and put it in his hand and swayed it. He repeated the sentence, "The weather is going to change."

There is a faint uneasiness in the red sandalwood. The hidden worry brought to her by this inexplicable person is even heavier than this war.

He pouted and hummed vaguely, suddenly threw away the weed, looked at her with a smile and said, "Do you remember who I am? Little brother."

Under his happy smile, the red sandalwood wood skin was inexplicably numb. She said lightly, "You are, shadow."

"Wow, you still remember me." He jumped three feet high with great pleasure. He couldn't wait to run over immediately and pick her up and turn around excitedly.

At the feet of the red sandalwood, he subconsciously wanted to take a step back. He really couldn't figure out what was so happy about it. He jumped and jumped, but he still didn't get close to her.

"Oh, ha ha..." An eighteen- or nineteen-year-old teenager is as happy as a child. It's really puzzling that it's such a nonsensical reason.

He turned around happily and turned halfway. He suddenly stopped, maintained the oblique posture, turned his head to look at her, and suddenly realized, "Shadow... Ah! There is something to do when the shadow comes out.

He straightened his body from the slope like a piece of wood, and then waved to her happily, "Little brother, don't send me. We'll see you again."

In just one moment, she lost his trace. The red sandalwood stood still. From beginning to end, she didn't understand what was going on. This person, three years ago, she felt that he seemed to have some nerve problems. In short, it is still very different from normal people.

That's why she remembered him. After so many years, she immediately remembered such a situation, all because she had never really understood it in her heart.

"Amu." The familiar call came from the forest, and the red sandalwood looked back and saw that Wu Cang Juelan came with Leng Guyun and a large group of soldiers. The eyes of the boss who looked at her were so shocked and happy.

She also walked towards them and approached. She looked at the soldiers directly under her name with a rare smile and said, "Why, I'm not dead, am I?"

"No," they shook their heads and said stupidly, "It's really the leader."

"Run 50 miles with a load." Red sandalwood deliberately said this with a straight face. Seeing the soldier who collapsed in an instant, he said lightly, "Frighten you."

In this way, the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and completely woke up from the shock of the leader's death.

Leng Guyun looked at her excitedly and didn't know how to speak for a moment, but his eager eyes were enough to explain everything.

Red sandalwood came to him in a few steps, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Gu Yun, next, we are going to fight side by side again."

"Okay, okay!" Leng Guyun nodded heavily.

Red Sandalwood turned around and looked at the people who had been watching them interacting and standing aside with a smile. He walked to him and looked at the night sky and asked softly, "Is it going to change?"

Wu Cang Juelan was a little surprised why she asked such a question. She looked at the celestial phenomena and said, "No, the autumn is cool, and tomorrow is still cloudy and sunny."

Red sandalwood frowned slightly, so what was his sentence that he was going to change?

"What's wrong with Amu?" Wu Cang Juelan saw her restrained her eyebrows and meditated and asked with concern.

"Is there any bad news on your side recently?" She asked a little abruptly.

"bad news." He thought about it carefully and said, "There is a lot of news about the big place, but I don't know what Amu specifically asked."

Red sandalwood took a deep breath and said, "Forget it, let nature take its course. It's important to take care of the present."

Wu Cang Juelan raised her eyebrows slightly. She obviously had something on her mind, but she didn't say it. I will ask him. It should not be a trivial matter. What will it be? It seems that they should keep a close eye on things, but it's better not to make any mistakes.

"Let's go." Red sandalwood ordered Leng Guyun to say.

Fighty thousand soldiers, by taking advantage of the hiding of the night, bypassed the Kirin Mountains and smuggled behind the Cang army, Guyu City, which originally belonged to the country.

And whether it is Cang camp or leaving camp, they are in the news that Commander You fell off the cliff and died, just one is happy and the other is sad.

It was the third night when 50,000 horses were lightly reduced to the outside of Guyu City.

Fifty thousand people live in the mountain forest outside Guyu City. Red sandalwood is reading the map. Leng Guyun took people to move a temporary rough case and put it under the nearby tree. He said thoughtfully, "The leader is injured. If you stand for a long time, you might as well sit down and have a look."

Red sandalwood then stared at the map with a slight afterglow from the corners of his eyes and wanted to sit down with the root of the ** tree.

Just halfway through the movement of the body, the arm was suddenly forcibly lifted, accompanied by a slightly reproachful word: "Amu, the ground is wet."

Red sandalwood then remembered that she seems to be having a period now. By the way, wasn't he just absent? It's time to come back.

Thinking about it, a pair of white hands put a cushion on the root of the tree and took her hand to help.

Leng Guyun wiped his sweat silently. He was not considerate, but he needed to be so meticulous to lead a big man...

Wu Cang Juelan helped her sit down calmly. After the phoenix's eyes glanced at the map in her hand and inadvertently said, "Amu, the hot air balloon we sat last time was quite good. When can we experience it again?"

The red sandalwood held the map's fingers closed a little, and the corners of his mouth, which had been tight, slightly scratched a smile. He looked up at him with a smile and said, "Don't wait too long. Let's do it tomorrow night. What do you think?"

He looked up at the night sky, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "It's very good. It's a good time, a place, and people are also harmony."

Leng Guyun stood aside and listened to the two of them playing riddles. Although he didn't quite understand it, he vaguely felt that it should be related to the next siege. After all, their leader was not a person who had leisure to play at this time.