For a Prosperous World

Duanmu Qing came to Gu Nan with the bowl of medicine: "Drink, drink."

"I?" Gu Nan pointed to himself in confusion, then smiled and waved, "I'm not injured."

"No, it's not injured." Duanmu Qing held the medicine and looked at Gu Nan pointing at his throat and said, "This, this medicine is good for you here. Listen to your voice, it shouldn't be good here. Drink it and it will , Will be much better. "

He said, and blew on the medicine again to blow the heat that filled the bowl.

"No, it's not hot."

She thought that Gu Nan was afraid of getting hot. She was afraid of getting hot when she was a kid. The master always did this.

Gu Nan looked at Duanmu Qing with a stunned look, and after a while, smiled and took the bowl.

"Thanks a lot."

确实 When she talks, she can often feel the pain in her throat, which prevents her from making a normal voice.

But she didn't expect that she was just hoarse, but the girl kept paying attention.

"No, thank you."

Duanmu Qing said, sitting back in the courtyard, watching the medicine paste filtering on the medicine basket.

There are a lot of impurities in that medicine paste, and the last filtration should not be enough.

She looked at the medicine, but from time to time she looked at the sky and looked at that night as if waiting for something.

Gu Nan took a sip of the medicine, the bitter taste of the medicine spread in his mouth, with a slight grassy taste. As the slightly hot potion entered the throat, a coolness came from the throat, and it was indeed much more comfortable.

She looked at Duan Muqing sitting in the yard and raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"Girl, what are you looking at?"

Duanmu Qing, who was sitting there, looked at the sky and said dullly, "Yes, watching snow."

"Look at the snow?" Gu Nan looked strangely into the sky, where there was nothing.

"Where's the snow?"

He Duanmuqing then took his own words and said, "Wait, it's already, it's winter. This year, I don't know, yes, will it be down."

I said, she narrowed her eyes as if she saw the snow scene.

似乎 She seems to like snow very much, smiled slightly, and said to Gu Nan, "When it snows, it looks good."

is it. Gu Nan tilted her head and drank the medicine in the bowl, remembering the snowfall she had seen.

If you say it is beautiful, snow is indeed beautiful.

She suddenly said softly to Duanmu Qing, "I have seen a lot of snow."

There was a look of longing in the eyes of Yan Duanmuqing: "So, what is it, what does it look like?"

"White snowflakes are flying everywhere in the sky, the streets, trees, alleys, and snow are everywhere. It's white everywhere, snow falls on people's clothes, hair, like people The hair is all white. "

Gu Nan chuckled and said slowly with that husky voice.

She lowered her head and drank the medicine in her hand. The slightly hot medicine made her belly warmer.

"It snowed a lot, it lasted a long time ..."

"Then, that must be, must be pretty, right?" Duanmu Qing asked with expectation.

Gu Nan just smiled and nodded: "Well, it looks good."

He did not continue to talk, but just looked at Duanmu Qing, and turned to the topic: "If it snows this year, let's watch together."

"Well, say, say it well." Duanmu Qing smiled and nodded, Shuo Fang snowed almost every year, but no one accompanied her to watch the snow for a long time.

The night passed so quietly.

Wu Duanmuqing didn't know when she fell asleep on the medicine table case, and Gu Nan sent her back to the room, filtering her medicine paste that had not been filtered several times.

Then he jumped to the roof alone, sitting there holding his sword, watching the sky in the distance.

I didn't know how long it took, the sky's color broke through a ray of light, pierced through the clouds, and cast into the dim sky.

Then the clouds spread out, exposing the sky afterwards, and the sky was divided into two colors in one moment.

Half dark and half bright, the bright light burst through the clouds, dispersing the dark color until the dark color was all gone, and the sky was bright.

On the far side of the sky, the early sun rises, Gu Nan sits on the roof with his sword, and the shadow behind him is pulled long.

下面 Under the house, a person pushed the door open and walked out of the side room.

I was Huo Qubing's illness, and he was not wearing armor because he had to take medicine for a while, and some blood on his clothes was yesterday's wound. But at this point it seems that the wound is recovering well, at least he can already move briefly.

The injuries on him were not serious at all.

Wu Huo looked around and found Gu Nan, who was sitting on the roof, but Gu Nan had already seen him.

Thinking that no one was around, he slowly reached out his hand and put on a stance, hitting a boxing path.

There are still some injuries on his body, and it is inevitable that many moves cannot be performed, but he still decides to move, otherwise he will have some stiffness.

The snorting breath was surging, and the fist path in his hands had a bit of a strong taste. Although injured, the wind still moved between the fists and feet.

If anyone else sees you, you must cry out.

Gu Nan, who was sitting on the rooftop, looked at Huo Quji's fist, but shook his head helplessly.

她 In her opinion, this is really something unintelligible.

Wu Huo was sick while practicing boxing, and suddenly heard someone on the roof say.

"Why doesn't the third boxer need to be on the inside, but a false move. It should have been able to break into the middle. Why bother turning to attack the road?"

"Sixth Boxing, try to carry your interest on your shoulders and elbows. It should be more rapid."

"Seventh Boxing ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Combine it with your fourth boxing."

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The people on the roof kept saying loudly, and started frowning, and there were some frowns, but after he tried to hit it again, he found that the boxing roads that had been modified in many places became smoother and faster, and the recruiting skills were more There is room.

"The move is dead, people are alive, you have to be flexible." The people on the roof finished talking and fell lightly from the room.

Huo Huo went to the hospital and quickly stopped to worship the man, "Thank you for your advice."

From the moment Gu Nan spoke, he already knew it was Gu Nan. After all, Gu Nan's voice was impressive.

He looked up and looked at the "senior" in front of him.

I looked at her, and looked away, lest I lose myself.

He has many doubts about this person, but he is not easy to ask directly.

It looks like she is just a young woman in her twenties, but she already has such terrible sword skills and martial arts skills.

I do not know why it is such a voice, but such a woman's voice is so, it is inevitable that people feel that there is some pity.

Alas, and she has a weird personality.

"You can't get pointers."

Gu Nan said faintly, patted Huo's sick shoulder: "Your boy is a lot worse, practice more."

After speaking, he walked aside and sat down, took out the scabbard in his arms, and took out a square cloth to wipe.

Wu Huo did not know if he felt wrong when he got sick. The sword was pulled out, and the yard was cold for a few minutes.