Chapter 118 I Promised That Woman (2)

The night is still long, the moonlight is as cool as water, the cliffs are steep, the trees are full of trees, and the howling of wild animals seems to be far away...

On the steep mountaintop, Long Shangxue sat alone on a rock, dressed in black clothes, with his right hand resting casually on his long leg, lowering his head and looking down the cliff, his snow-like face was extraordinarily silent.

A bell sound approached, Long Shangxue turned his black eyes, raised his right hand suddenly and swung it backwards, only to receive a greasy chicken leg, and then Long Zhao couldn't restrain his laughter, "Do you think that's the case?" I'm here to try your martial arts again, I'm going downstairs to steal something, I'm really starving."

"..." Long Shangxue threw the chicken leg at her, "I'm not hungry."

"What's wrong with you? You don't eat any food?" Long Zhaoru turned around at Liu's waist, and sat down on the huge rock next to Long Shangxue. Seeing that his eyes were always on the bottom, he looked down. In the valley, only a patch of fireflies could be seen, "What's there to see?"

There was a little bit of fire in Long Shangxue's eyes, and the sound of Long Zhao smacking his lips came from the side. Looking sideways, he saw Long Zhao holding the chicken leg and biting it, and a picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. With a fishbone face, after a meal, her mouth will never be a little oily, and it will be as clean as if she just washed her face.

"Young lady's food looks more delicate." Long Shangxue Tianwai said.

Long Zhaozheng's chewing mouth suddenly stopped, and after swallowing hard, he looked at Long Shangxue in a daze, and said puzzledly, "You forgot, I learned this from you?"

Because every time he eats like this, she finds it very delicious, and as time goes by, she learns from him.

Long Shangxue turned back and looked down the mountain again, but she didn't hear Long Zhao smacking her lips again, only she couldn't help asking, "Long Er, what are you looking at?"

"I won't kill Wang Guyong." Long Shangxue said suddenly, her voice was hoarse and hoarse, "I've already played the ghost flute, so you kill him in my name."

"What do you mean?" Long Zhao couldn't understand what he heard, and couldn't eat anymore, he threw the chicken leg and wiped his hands and asked, "Why didn't you kill Wang Guyong?"

"I promised that woman." Long Shangxue stood up from the rock, one step forward was the cliff, "I won't do it myself."

(End of this chapter)

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