Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 303

Lie Yunji wanted to rush into the fire a few times, but Qingxia held her tightly. Suddenly, there was a crackling sound, and all the tiles on the roof suddenly fell off. Oslanya screamed, and was crushed below.

Qing Xia and Lie Yunji were stunned for a moment, they didn't expect this wicked witch to end up like this, but at this moment, they have no time to think too much.Just as he was about to turn around and run away, a vigorous figure suddenly approached and shouted: "Two idiots, run!" Holding one with one hand, he started running crazily down the corridor.

Round after round of surprises came too quickly, Lie Yunji and Qing Xia were a little stunned, because at this moment, the man pulling them was Yang Feng who had been missing for more than six years.

"Why are you here?" In the crackling fire, Lie Yunji's eyes were full of joy, and he shouted loudly while running.

Yang Feng replied: "I was seriously injured that day, and I was rescued by others. I came here all the way. My injury was very serious, and I only got better last year. I went out to find you, but you were not here."

At this moment, noisy footsteps suddenly sounded, and it seemed that a large number of people were approaching.Yang Feng's complexion brightened, and he said happily: "They must be here, and we just found out that you came in, so run, we are saved."

However, as soon as the words fell, there was a loud explosion sound, and the bodies of the three of Qingxia were immediately blown away, and they hit the stone wall heavily.At the last moment of coma, Qing Xia only vaguely saw a blue shadow quickly approaching her, embracing herself in her arms, the familiar fragrance was like lingering water, making her dizzy.

Dizziness struck instantly, and the whole world was plunged into darkness.Inhaling the fragrance of the best orchid, a delicate bamboo door was slowly pushed open, and all you could see was a blue ocean.

Bamboo benches, small bamboo chairs, blue curtains floating slowly on the blue bamboo bed, picturesque landscape paintings on the walls, white and elegant candlesticks in the corner, all boxes and cabinets are placed just right Put it in the corner of the house.The hut is not big, but it is extremely quiet. The bamboo sea outside the window makes a faint sound of wind in the breeze, and the quiet fragrance permeates from the window.White flowers flutter and sway in the bamboo forest, as magnificent as a fairyland.

A pale woman was lying on the bamboo bed. She seemed to be very tired. Even when she was asleep, her beautiful eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.Her eyes are sunken, her lips are blue and white, her small cheeks are thin, and there are fine crow's feet in the corners of her eyes. Her skin is no longer as smooth as a girl's. She has walked in the desert wind and sand for many years, and her face has left The traces were left, and the once tender skin became rough.There were several scars on her injured shoulder, new and old wounds accumulated together, like a few winding snakes.Her back was burned by the fire, and there were several blisters. After being opened, thin pus flowed out, flowing through the arrow wounds on her back, which looked so shocking.She has severe frostbite on her right foot, which is the root cause of the disease many years ago. Back then, in the Ice Palace, she carried a man on her bare feet and escaped step by step on the icy ice. After entering the state of death, he didn't utter a word of pain afterward...

It is such a petite body, such a pair of weak shoulders, but it bears too many burdens and too many pressures that people can't imagine.For so many years, she has been cursed by the world, walked in the rain of blades and blood, and shuttled in the rolling yellow sand. When she was struggling and persistent, did she carefully recuperate this scarred body?
His slender fingers swept across her eyebrows, like a gentle wind, with a touch of warmth and deep care, gently applied medicine to her, bandaged her, and wiped off the dirty blood on her cheeks.

That trembling finger, the cold and familiar touch, it has been a long time, I forgot how long, I have not touched it.

The water is rippling, as in a dream.

Qingxia seemed to be caught in a dream, she dreamed of Qin Zhiyan again, like so many times in the past six years, she couldn't see his face, but she could feel his temperature and smell him The breath on her body, the pleasant scent of Chuanbei, made her sleep very deeply, as if her whole body was soaked in a hot spring. The warm water swept over her eyes, over her nose, and over her head, gradually engulfing her whole body. Covered, warm as the warm sun in March.

It has never been as real as this time, she didn't even dare to open her eyes, if this is a dream, please don't let her wake up again, she stretched out her hand, and tightly grasped the thin and slender fingers, Hold it tightly, and then, the corners of the eyes are sour, but no tears are shed.

Qin Zhiyan, I will not cry. You once said that I am the strongest woman in the world. No matter what happens, I will stand strong. Now, I will not cry, make trouble, or make you angry and worry , can you stay with me for a while?
The sandalwood on the bamboo platform was burning faintly, and the room was quiet, with epiphyllum growing in the dark.

I don't know how long it has passed, the sky is dark and bright again, the sound of silkworms outside the window is clear and moving, birds are chirping, and the breeze brings a delicate fragrance.The person on the bed flapped his eyelashes lightly, and immediately opened his eyes.

The moment she opened her eyes, Qing Xia's mind was in a trance, she thought she was still dreaming, she thought she was not awake, like many times in these six years.So she sat on the bed very calmly and looked at everything in the room, the bamboo bench, the small bamboo chair, the bamboo floor, the bookshelves, the boxes, the cabinets, the light landscape paintings, and the steaming face Basins, open windows, and birds chirping outside.

Everything is too good to be true, especially after escaping from such a desperate situation, Qing Xia is in a trance, even thinking that she is dead.

The morning dew epiphyllum, so close to the world, eight years have gone by in an instant, this most beautiful place buried deep in memory, like a dreamland, completely caught all her thoughts.

I don't know how long it has passed, she sat there, her legs and feet were already numb, and the surrounding scenery still hadn't changed in the slightest.Suddenly, Qing Xia's body shook violently, she immediately raised her head, her eyes stared at everything around her, her mouth was half-opened in surprise, her fists clenched tighter and tighter, her nails sank deep into her flesh, bleeding scarlet of blood.

It's not a dream, it's not a dream.

Qing Xia suddenly jumped out of bed, her legs and feet went limp, and she almost fell to the ground.She supported the bedpost, pressed her palm on her heart, and her breathing became more and more rapid.Yes, she saw Qin Zhiyan, in the sea of ​​flames, she saw that handsome and elegant man, although she didn't see that face, but she saw his blue clothes, felt his slender fingers, touched His firm chest smelled the fragrance of Chuanbei on his body.He saved her and brought her to this Azure Wood Hall, he must be right, absolutely right.

Qing Xia's eyes were reddened, it's not known whether it was from the thick smoke, or because she was too excited.She wanted to walk over to push open the door, but found that her legs were trembling slightly. She stretched out her hands a few times, but retracted them again.After finally making up her mind, she suddenly held her face in worry, turned around hastily, ran to the side table, picked up the small bronze mirror on the table, and carefully looked at her face.Her complexion was too pale and her lips were bloodless, so she could only roughly brush her hair and wipe her face in a hurry.

Standing in front of the door, he took several deep breaths, finally, he closed his eyes slightly, and opened the door with a bang.

The bright sunlight suddenly shone on her face, shaking her eyes so much that she could barely open them. She opened them slowly, and a white robe fluttered in the wind. Facing the morning wind, the corners of her skirt kept fluttering, and her thick black hair Dispersed behind her, her small face became thinner and paler.The bright and brilliant sunlight shines on the bamboo forest, and through the sparse bamboo leaves, it sprinkles mottled shimmer. Under the bamboo forest is a small flowerbed. In front of the flowerbed is a stone platform with a pot of tea and two teacups on it. , a bamboo chair was placed beside the stone platform, on which sat a man in a light robe.

The man's brows are clear, his eyes are gentle, and there is a strong sense of vicissitudes and warmth all over his body. He looked at Qing Xia with a light smile, and suddenly moved the corners of his mouth, smiling lightly, with a voice as mellow as a stream, and said gently: "Wake up!" gone."

Qing Xia's tears suddenly fell like uncontrollable beads, hitting the green bamboo threshold drop by drop.

In the light flower garden, there are a few flowers and plants with the fragrance of Chuanbei, and the breeze is rippling, which smells so good and clear.

It turns out that it has always been like this, as much as there is hope, there will be as much disappointment.

"We met before." The breeze blew through the bamboo forest, and the man still looked at her with a smile. Here, someone may be anxious for you."

Qing Xia felt very tired, and she remembered that evening in the Persian Gulf, the setting sun was like blood on the battlefield, dyeing the sky dark red.She threw herself into the waves of the bay, feeling uncontrollable tiredness all over her body, and those sad feelings of powerlessness crawled all over her body like gnawing ants.She slowly sat on the threshold, nodded weakly, and said in a weary voice: "I remember you, your surname is Liang."

"Girl has a good memory," Mr. Liang said with a sudden smile, "I even helped you take away a little girl who had a crush on you."

Qing Xia raised her head, her brows gradually frowned, and said softly: "Why are you here? Who are you? Did you save me? Where is my partner?"

Mr. Liang smiled lightly and said, "You ask so many questions at once, which one do you want me to answer first?"

"Answer one by one."

Mr. Liang shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you don't have that much time."

(End of this chapter)