The small wooden boat was undulating in the river. As the waves beat, the hull made creaking sounds from time to time. Su Changge's slender body stood on the bow of the boat, leaning on a bamboo pole. The woman's elegant and graceful figure formed a landscape of its own.
, two people in a boat formed a beautiful picture on the river bank.
It's just that the expressions of the two people are different, and the only similarity is that hint of complexity.
The woman who had lowered her head in silence for a long time raised her head and looked at Su Changge on the bow of the boat. She was about to speak, but was slightly stunned.
There was a hint of scarlet in Su Changge's eyes, and he looked sadly at the getting closer and closer to the river. At this moment, the river gradually became restless, and the surging waves flew up and dropped to the side of the boat from time to time. It seemed that Su Changge was quite uneasy at the moment.
Mood.
As the boat gradually sank and floated in the waves, the woman's face turned slightly pale, and she stretched out her hands nervously to grab the sides of the boat.
Su Changge recalled memories in his eyes. His grandmother's old figure stabilized the shaky boat step by step with wonderful footwork.
He turned around suddenly and glanced at the boat that was about to fall into the river with the waves. He also glanced at the woman whose face had lost all color due to fear.
The next moment, Su Changge stepped out with his right foot. The boat, which was still floating a second ago, broke through the waves under the boat in an instant. It sailed safely on the river, and the waves were cut away by the bow of the boat.
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The woman's eyes were filled with shock and excitement as she looked at Su Changge, who had his back to her.
"Are you... a monk?"
Su Changge's eyes trembled as he looked into the distance,
"Has she come into contact with monks?"
"No, maybe she is just a person pursuing the world like me."
While analyzing in his mind, he turned back to look at the woman. At this moment, the woman's black hair was drifting back with the river wind. Her delicate facial features looked very beautiful in the monotonous river water. Beads of water stuck to the woman's long eyelashes, as if
She became the daughter of the elements, the center of the world.
Su Changge was once again stunned on the spot. He had to say that the woman in front of him was indeed the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. The girls in the small town were not as good as her in terms of facial features and elegant and noble temperament.
A woman's half.
Seeing that Su Changge was staring at her, the woman couldn't help but tighten the edge of the boat she was holding on to. Being stared at by the young but handsome young man in front of her, the girl couldn't help but tremble slightly in her heart, and a faint trace of light appeared on her cheeks.
The crimson color is so beautiful, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring after the early winter.
Su Changge shook his head and looked at the woman closely, "You just asked me if I was a monk? In this world..."
Su Changge looked back at the river that was getting closer and closer, and murmured: "Are there really monks?"
The girl looked at Su Changge who was suddenly so silent. His strong back seemed to tell that he had a deep story. The young man in his teens or 20s in front of her had a maturity that should not belong to his age.
She pursed her dry red lips and said, "Of course, my family is very good at making wind and rain."
Su Changge's pupils shrank suddenly, and his heart dropped when he saw the woman didn't respond for a moment.
"Then, can I, like the monks, save the dead?"
His voice was trembling with excitement, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the woman in front of him hopefully.
This was the first time in so many years that someone took the initiative to tell him that there was a monk. He had a premonition that there seemed to be a strange feeling falling on him, but after careful examination, he found that there was nothing different from before.
The woman looked at Su Changge, who was close at hand, and her face turned red. However, she could really feel the hope from Su Changge's eyes. She nodded lightly, "There will be monks coming to see me.
As long as you protect my monks, I can let you practice."
When Su Changge heard this, he nodded firmly, turned back to Jiang Zhong who was already in front of him and murmured: "Grandma, I will rescue you."
His eyes returned to looking at the boundless river, but this time, there was no confusion in his eyes, replaced by endless hope.
At some point, the woman slowly sat down next to Su Changge. She looked at Su Changge's face without any expression, but she was as smart as ice and snow. She keenly noticed the sadness and sadness from Su Changge's eyebrows.
Frustrated and self-conscious, he slowly said: "We have all lost before, but we all have to look forward, right?"
"My father is the King of Luo. He has never cared about me. I was brought up by my mother and concubine. But that day, when we went out of the city to pay homage to the late king, the king of the upper realm wanted to take my mother and concubine as his wife.
My mother-in-law sacrificed her life to protect me, so I managed to survive."
"But my father didn't have any emotions after learning about this. He only thought about his rights and his power. He even asked me to marry the king's grandson as a concubine to maintain the relationship between the two countries."
"Brother Qi who protected me, and so many uncles and sisters who grew up with me, all died tragically in front of me."
Drops of clear tears and the flying river merge into one, and it is impossible to tell them apart for a moment, just like in life, it is impossible to tell whether it is evil or good that is entangled with all the opportunities during the period...
Suddenly she felt her hands being wrapped in warmth. She looked up and saw Su Changge looking at her sincerely, "At least, as you said, we have to look forward."
The woman looked at Su Changge's eyes, pursed her lips, sobbed, and smiled, "My name is Luo Qingran. I don't know your name yet."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Su Changge's hand,
Su Changge looked at Luo Qingran's cheeks still stained with tears, and a soft feminine charm emerged spontaneously, "My name is Su Changge."
Luo Qingran was slightly stunned and looked at Su Changge in confusion, "Su Changge? Is it the Sword Immortal Su Changge? No, no. It should just be the same name." This chapter has been completed!