But the eyes are still red, and the murder in the heart cannot disappear at will.

A flying Sun Hao swooped down from the boulder and laughed in his mouth. He picked up Xiaoqing and waved it for a few times and rushed into the abode of fairies and immortals.
Xiaoqing inside "ah" exclaimed with a clash Sun Hao kicked his abode of fairies and immortals door with a heavy foot.
Ji Yikou and Ji Yuliu looked at each other.
Ji Ruxue’s novel says, "Don’t think too much. You need Xiaoqing’s kindness and sword to neutralize your own murder and calm your emotions so that you won’t be influenced by murder, otherwise she will really become a killing machine."
On the second day, Xiaoqing ran to the pear tree and wiped Sun Hao’s agarwood sword with a happy tune.
Ji Yukou quietly ran over and asked in a low voice, "Xiaoqing last night …"
Xiaoqing casually replied, "What happened last night?"
Ji Yukou looked around and still asked, "Did you hurt last night?"
Xiaoqing said strangely, "What hurts? The hill didn’t hit me again. "
Ji Wankou tilted his head and said doubtfully, "But Miu Liu said that you will be in pain today. Xiaoqing, take two steps to show me …"
Xiaoqing jumped up and took a few steps. "Isn’t that good? Inexplicable "
Ji Yukou touched her head. "It didn’t hurt!"
Not far away, Ji Yuliu muttered "idiot"
Ji Ruxue sloped chuckle.
Xiaoqing sat in the pear tree again and wiped the sword intently and said, "Xiaoshan said that the blood in this sword must be wiped off. Don’t make trouble for me. I’m busy."
The three girls looked at Sun Hao’s aloes sword.
Suddenly, I found that the agarwood blade had been dyed bright red and bloody, as if it were circulating in the blood. Looking at the three girls from a distance, I felt a sense of fear.
Xiaoqing has picked up a piece of silk cloth and gently started to wipe agarwood with a humming tune.
The blood color seems to be very good. Wipe it off.
But it didn’t take long for Xiaoqing to wipe off the front of the sword before it was completely wiped, and the blood color reappeared as if there were a lot of blood immersed in the agarwood sword and constantly oozing out.
Xiaoqing muttered, "It’s quite stubborn. I’ll continue to wipe it."
While wiping, Xiaoqing remembered the minor love song of Jijia Gusai’s hometown and sang it gently in her mouth.
How fragrant pear blossoms are, but your face.
It makes people fascinated and fascinated, and the horse-racing wasteland runs to your greenhouse.
Not afraid of the sky and the wild.
How hot love songs are, but I can’t see them.
How many times have I looked at you? You sang all the way through the wilderness.
Love all the way to the end, love to the mountain, high water and long wind, how melodious it is to come from afar, you can open my heart
Love all the way to the end, love to the ground, and God will wait until the grass is blue and white. Come and marry me as the bride.
Singing Xiaoqing seems to have returned to Gusai Bianhuang and remembered knowing Sun Hao bit by bit.
When she first met Xiao Shan, she felt that Xiao Shan was a weak and lovable little brother and gave him a shelter from the wind and rain.
Xiaoxue picked up a sword, Xiaoqing picked up a hill and somehow got a cousin with a lot of history.
After so many years, Xiaoqing gradually grew up with the hill from the little girl in seed of love, and the sunny hill unconsciously entered the atrium.
Not afraid of difficulties, sunny
Although the background is low, although it has become a mystery, it is never discouraged, never sad, never self-pitying, never struggling, but self-improvement and self-confidence unconsciously affect Xiaoqing.
Xiaoqing still remembers himself when Xiaoshan took part in the family test.
Xiaoqing still remembers his joy when the hill shone brilliantly.
Xiaoqing still remembers that when hunting on the edge of the hill, he was elusive, and when the lonely wolf around him was heroic. In fact, at that time, others might not recognize the lonely wolf on the edge of the hill, but Xiaoqing and Xiaoxue knew it.
Fool no one, but Xiaoqing, who knows the root of the matter.
Joining the Sword School was a blockbuster. Ten years’ study of the sword made Lao Yan fly apart. I remember that at that time, Master wondered why he could never understand the benevolence sword. Fur said that he was blind with a benevolence sword.
But Xiaoqing has always had a secret in her heart, even the snow boss didn’t say it, that is, I miss you so much that I can’t understand it when the sword of benevolence is pulled over.
Hill comes back and goes home together.
Hill, whose parents died after being ambushed, came forward to avenge his parents’ death. From now on, Hill became the most beloved and dependent person in his heart.
Gently humming a song, carefully wiping the agarwood sword, Xiaoqing’s face slowly emerged with a soft light with a different smile.
Ji Tuokou opened her mouth to say something. Ji Tuoliu covered her mouth with one hand and winked. Several people quietly retreated away and looked at Xiaoqing seriously.
Guanghua is getting brighter and brighter, but it doesn’t spread outward. Instead, it quietly seems to cover Sun Hao’s agarwood sword as Xiaoqing focuses on wiping the sword.
Layers of white light make the red light of agarwood sword fade away.
Xiaoqing gently hum hum gently wipe!
Heart can’t help but think of the present Corleone.
Last night, Sun Hao held her for a night’s sleep. Throughout the night, Sun Hao kept arching her chest and her heart jumping like a deer. At the same time, she was deeply worried that she was worried about the hill state.
There was a moment when she really wanted to go back to Jijiabao and live happily and anxiously together as before. In those years when the iron was hot in the hills, it seems that all generations miss the quiet time.
Now it’s higher, but Xiaoqing’s sense of security is better than when she doesn’t know anything.
I don’t know the state of the hill, but I want to be able to help the hill. What do I need to do? Xiaoqing is regretful.
I regret all my life, this life and the next.
Xiaoqing was so absorbed in her friendship that she didn’t even notice the magical changes in her body.
In this way, Xiaoqing kept humming songs and rubbing her sword one by one, naturally and obsessively.
Deep feelings and love flowed in her heart.