Duane put Pan Hui gently on the bed, covered the bedding and didn’t leave in a hurry. Instead, he sat the door on the edge of the bed and quietly looked at the woman who had fallen asleep and felt unprecedented peace.

Sixteen years later, he changed from violent when he first left Changxuan to cruel, and everything was just going back for revenge, which supported his reluctance to give up, including Pan Hui.
After all, he can’t rest assured that he brought up a child himself. The child who came to him in infancy is worried about innocence. After losing his shelter, will she be bullied by other brothers? She is worried about whether she will sleep all night with cold hands and feet in cold winter.
It is an extravagant hope for the past 16 years to be able to watch her sleep like this.
This extravagant hope has finally come true today
It’s simply guarding, not watching her suffer from poison as she did six years ago, not seeing her being seriously injured in Qiyangcheng that year. For the first time in 16 years, he can finally sit next to her and watch her sleep, the simplest one in his memory.
Pan Hui, who has always slept well, turned over the bed because of drunkenness. This time, she threw her arm outside the edge of the bed and hung it outside the bed.
Duane corners of the mouth slightly hook up stretched out his hand to Pan Hui right hand holding ready to put back in the bedding, but was not sleeping well Pan Hui backhand hold in his sleep.
Pan Hui doesn’t know if she had any nightmares. At this moment, Xiu Mei is frowning deeply and muttering "Run … Run!"
Duane put Pan Hui’s right hand in the palm and patted the back of her hand.
Although there is a saying of dreaming in the fairy method, it does great damage to the subject. Once the subject breaks through the dream and is invaded, both gods will be hurt. Such a dangerous thing, Duane may be in someone else’s body, but it will never reach Pan Huishen.
Perhaps Duane’s appeasement had a little effect. Pan Huimei’s heart gully eased a little, but she still slept a little uneasily. Holding her right hand in Duane’s palm, her cold eyes turned quickly on her eyelids as if she would open her eyes at any time.
Duane hesitated for a moment and finally turned a sitting position to sit on the bed and hold Pan Hui in his arms.
The original sleep has been very alert. Pan Hui didn’t wake up today because of drunkenness or rare relaxation. Instead, she rubbed her head in Duane’s arms and went back to sleep.
Pan Hui gradually slept soundly when she came, and her breathing was long and shallow, and her right hand was gradually warming up in the palm of her hand.
Duane saw that she was fast asleep, so she slowly put the pillow back, covered the quilt and turned away from the room.
Fireworks outside the bedroom have long since disappeared. They used to be gorgeous and left no trace in the sky. Only those who appreciate them know what happened tonight.
The proprietress has gone back to the house to rest. Mohe is still sitting idly at the stone table with an altar of wine and a glass of wine. One person drinks freely, but he still refuses to put the cups in his hand with the jars.
Duane glanced at the table, and his inventory heart has not changed since he left. There were a few more lying jars on the side of the table. At the earliest, the pot of wine fell to the ground, and the lid rolled out of the distance, and no one cleaned it up. Obviously, it was only after the wife of shop-owner left that it ended up in such a mess.
Mohe looked up and gulped at the corner of his eye. Suddenly, Duane laughed and threw the jar in the past. "Come and drink with me!"
Duane firmly caught the jar and took a sip directly, then strode to the stone table and dropped the jar on the table. "I like watching people dance swords when I drink."
Mohe’s eyebrows are already slightly drunk, but it is still clear that his voice is a little louder than usual. "Isn’t it just a sword dance?" I’m good at this! Come on! You accompany me to drink! I’ll show you my sword! "
Then he really drew a four-foot sword from his waist and danced with the stars.
The extremely sharp blade danced from his hand, but it seemed to bring a few minutes of starlight. At one time, it seemed to be attracted by the four-foot green sword and fell around him, making the whole person look like a halo.
Duane’s eyes narrowed slightly and then opened as if they had been deep for a moment, but it was just an illusion reflected by light and shadow
A long time to Mohe sword back sheath before he applauded and laughed "good sword! Good sword! "
"I’m flattered!" Mohe bobbed back to the stone table and sat as if he had just given two people pleasure.
Duane picked up the hip flask from the ground and filled it with a pot of wine. He continued to pour the hip flask with one hand and the glass with the other. When Mohe came back and sat down, he also poured a glass of wine for the other side. "Du Mou heard that there is a swordsmanship in the Xiuxian Mountain Gate, and everyone in the family practices swordsmanship without practicing other fairy methods. The essence of his swordsmanship is to pay attention to form and mind. Today, it has the same effect to watch the good brother dance sword."
Mohe looked up and gulped down the wine in the cup. "Good wine! It’s a pity that there is no good food … It would be wonderful to have a dish of fennel beans at this time. "
Duane smiled and followed each other’s words and said, "Where can I find fennel beans for this big New Year? You’d better make do with it. If you’re really greedy, you can go to a few dumplings yourself. As the saying goes, dumplings are not bad when you drink more wine. "
"Good idea!" Mohe immediately struck the table and went straight to the kitchen. It was really a half-hour without stopping.
Duane watched him fly back and his eyes became deeper and deeper.
Some people will always show many flaws in this trick, even if they are reluctant to reveal their real names and identities.
For example, this nine-day method of imperial sword, even if that person is no longer inexplicable, the essence of swordsmanship has already penetrated into his form and meaning, and even his words and deeds will be revealed on weekdays, which is impossible for him to cover up no matter how hard he tries to cover it up.
Mohe soon came back with a plate of freshly cooked dumplings in his hand. He put the plate on the table and handed a pair of chopsticks directly to Douang. "Fortunately, I left a mind’s eye to know where the proprietress put the dumplings, otherwise we would not eat so hot dumplings now."
Say he first caught a throw into the mouth while calling hot hello Duane "you also quick to eat! Delicious! "
Chapter 34 Time is quiet (3)
Duane corners of the mouth slightly a business really learn to put a dumpling in his mouth.
"how? It’s really good! " Mohe took a sip of wine and proudly picked an eyebrow at Duane.
Duane hooked the corner of his mouth but smiled and said nothing. He ate three dumplings in a row before pouring himself a glass of wine.
Mohe eats a mouthful of wine and dumplings, which is called a joy. He also dislikes Duane by the way. "It’s too small for you to drink this wine!"
Duane smiled and had a drink without getting angry. He said lightly, "My dear brother, this drinking posture is very similar to that of an old friend of mine. I can introduce you to Du Mou another day. I believe you can definitely make a deal at first sight."
"oh? Really? " Mohe laughed heartily. "That’s a good feeling! Be sure to introduce me to someone another day! I like to make friends with refreshing people in my life. The more refreshing the better! "
Duane said, "That man is not only very similar in drinking posture and good brother, but also in sword artistic conception and manners. However, Du Mou’s friend shows his true nature in front of acquaintances and lives more freely than a good brother."
"Of course!" Mohe’s words are somewhat arrogant. "There are probably few people who can live free and easy than me! Now I’m more and more interested in the friend you mentioned. Brother Du must introduce him to Xiaosheng! "
Duane filled his glass and gently raised his eyebrows. "When Du Mou finds that friend, he will definitely bring him to see Xian Di … I forgot to ask if Xian Di, who is from a sect, would mind knowing more about Du Mou’s friend. The inexplicable pavilion in the Twelve Halls is inseparable. If Xian Di cares, that’s another matter."
Mohe’s face changed subtly for the first time. Although it was so instant, it was enough for Duane to find the information he wanted.
Duane never believed that a sect practiced in a scattered way, but he had such advanced practice at a young age. The only explanation is that the cultivator didn’t want to be found out about the origin of his learning. The reason is that he estimated that he was avoiding his master. Duane didn’t deliberately inquire about the cause and effect of things, but knowing a person’s identity was his habit of being away from home for so many years. Only when he got a clear understanding can he probably understand that this person is an enemy or a friend to him, and he can also know what this person is when he appears beside them.
Mohe’s right hand consciously touched the cuff of his left hand and then quickly put it on his face. The seemingly heartless smile was a little more unnatural in his smile.
Duane gulped down the wine in the cup, put the glass and hip flask on the stone table and glanced at Mohe faintly, and walked straight towards his bedroom, smiling with a little inscrutability.