Pampering the sea

Xin Yue's eyes swept away, and before he could make a move, a man on the opposite side opened his eyes wide in horror, looking at the delicate and delicate girl in front of him in disbelief, as if he was still shocked by her vigor like a cheetah, Xin Yue Without the slightest fluctuation, his face sank like water, and with a flick of his wrist, a sharp sword suddenly appeared in his hand. He raised his wrist with unparalleled force, and flew out quickly with a sound of swiping. The fierce sword seemed to have eyes in an instant. Swipe towards the heart of the nearest person, and with a bang, he was killed instantly.

When a person came to kill, Xin Yue squinted his eyes, and immediately rushed over like a swift and fierce lion, hooked his grabbing arm, elbowed his knees, a dazzling white light flashed in the air, and Xin Yuefei also pulled out like a lion. With a knife, the man's throat suddenly exploded a huge hole, his robust body fell to the ground with a bang, and snowflakes flew all over the sky.

The posture is neat, the clouds are flowing, and the cherry blossoms are as decisive and decisive. Soon, the ten men who came here to attack have all died, and the smell of blood is so strong that it cannot be dispelled.

Corpses were lying on the ground, human and animal. Xin Yue, who had been fighting for a long time, was like a spring that had been stretched for too long. She was so tired that she sat on the ground at once, with big drops of sweat running down her small chin. Falling down, soaking the ground where blood and snow meet.

Her complexion was pale and barely pale, but she knew that now was not the time to fall down at all. Although she really didn't want to stand up at all, she didn't want to gather her strength, but after a short rest of three seconds, she still thrust her sword into the ground. On the ground, stood up firmly and quickly.

She staggered two steps, gritted her teeth and stood firm. At this moment, her injured right foot exuded burning pain, as if it had been burned by fire.

She tremblingly walked in front of Yan Zhan, squatted down, and called out a little anxiously, "Are you okay?"

Yan Zhan didn't say a word, nor did he open his eyes. Xu had a life-and-death experience with him. Xin Yue regained the feeling of a comrade-in-arms who shared weal and woe with him, as if a long time ago, she and her teammates landed in the Far East port Walking in the jungle tacitly, fighting north and south in the hail of bullets, on the verge of life and death again and again, and working together again and again, the friendship of sharing weal and woe is condensed in the wind and rain.

Sometimes she is actually very satisfied and easy to let go. She doesn't know why Yan Zhan treats her so well, why he saves her from danger, why he puts herself in such a dangerous situation, all she knows is that in such a situation In this situation, she felt an indescribable warmth.

She, too, isn't that annoying.

She smiled slightly, her face was pale, but at this moment, Yan Zhan closed her eyes tightly.

Xin Yue's heart suddenly rose to her throat, she pushed Yan Zhan's blood-stained body, frowned and said, "Yan Zhan, wake up."

The subtle and soft voice seemed to melt into Yan Zhan's ears with a touch of wind. He seemed to smell a touch of spring in the cold winter, which was so warm that the world was clear and bright.

The pain in his waist ran over his body like a car, he frowned and opened his eyes.

The girl's face was very pale, her palm-sized face was frowning, and her dark eyes were full of worries that could no longer be concealed, as if there was a faint light shining.

Yan Zhan was startled, an unexplainable emotion swirled in his heart instantly, his eyes were like stars, and he smiled faintly and said to Xin Yue:

"How could I fall before you."

Xin Yue didn't know why, but suddenly she was in a good mood. She smiled slightly, like a child, with a clear smile and white teeth.

"I'll help you up."

Yan Zhan felt as if Xin Yue had suddenly changed into a different person. He lost many thorns around him and became like a normal girl.

He was helped up by her, and suddenly found that she was really young, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

He was a little curious, how did she acquire such a powerful skill? Obviously, it did not happen overnight. He is also a person who has practiced Kung Fu. He knows very well that without more than ten years of hard training, she would never have such an achievement. .

Then she has practiced since she was a child.But why?

"Do you have a master? Who is your master?"

Xin Yue supported Yan Zhan to move forward, and moved his lips lightly when he heard this: "What master?"

"It's the master who taught you kung fu."

"I don't have a master." Xin Yue said lightly.

Sure enough, Yan Zhan didn't ask any more questions, but after two seconds, he threw another question to her: "With such skill, you must have suffered a lot. But why do you have to practice so hard as a girl? What about your parents? What about the rest of your family?"

There was a sudden gasp, and Yan Zhan could feel Xin Yue's trembling shoulders, and immediately thought of something, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to stir up your sadness."

Xin Yue remained silent the whole time without speaking, just supported Yan Zhan like that, and walked towards the exit direction he had identified. Her feet were limping, her white teeth bit her pale lower lip, and her clothes were wet again with tears.

She got it and cut the thorns, and continued to walk forward.

"Sorry, I..." Yan Zhan frowned when he heard the slight sniffing sound, and said again, "I made you feel bad."

He didn't know why he had to say so much. He was obviously injured and couldn't pull up any strength at all. He shouldn't have spoken, it was a waste of strength.

However, there is always a strange feeling in his heart. He knows that he and she are not from the same world, and the adversity at this time may turn into a dream in the future. After they go out, they will part ways and go their separate ways. It is very likely that they will never meet again in their lifetime, and they will never walk out of the mountains with mutual support like now.

That's why he thought so and asked a little more.He wants to know, more, a little bit about her.He didn't know what kind of emotion it was because of, he was confused by the conflicting emotions in his body, and couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

It may be curiosity, it may be pure appreciation, or there may be a touch of emotion that crosses the line.

"I do not blame you."

The cold wind blew Xin Yue's black hair, her eyes were clear, she raised her head to look at Yan Zhan, and then quickly lowered her head.

"Huh?" Yan Zhan frowned slightly, but still asked, "Then why do you look uncomfortable?"

"I'm not feeling bad." Xin Yue's voice was soft, with a kind of coldness and thinness that seemed like a world away, "I just don't want to talk."

Yan Zhan glanced at her depressedly. He was fine just now, but now he doesn't want to talk. Isn't this just uncomfortable?

At this moment, Xin Yue also looked towards him, as if he couldn't restrain his joy, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth and said:

"I want to keep some things longer. I'm afraid that when I speak, the feeling of joy will disappear quickly."

Yan Zhan raised his eyebrows, joy?What joy is there in this?