Chapter 405 (1/2)

They are feeling thousands of things and whispering. The young people of the village did not know when to surround them, singing and dancing hand in hand.

Although traceless couldn't understand the meaning of their songs, he suddenly saw a slight blush on Yuanqing's face, and then generously and naturally pulled traceless's hand to stand up and joined their songs and dances.

In front of the wooden house on the hillside, Yuanqing's grandfather stood there quietly, watching the noise and excitement in the village for a long time.

Under everyone's blessing, a new couple are smiling, full of happiness and happiness.

This noise, like a grand festival, lasted until late at night, and the young talents reluctantly dispersed.

Yuanqing had gone a few steps, turned and smiled and said, ”no trace, my house is in front. Grandpa and I welcome you to be a guest.”

Then he turned and strode to the wooden house on the hillside.

At night, looking at her back like a lotus disappearing into the water, he slowly raised his palm and sniffed it gently at the end of his nose.

Although the beauty has left, there is a lingering fragrance on her hand.

He turned and looked up at the bright moon in the sky. Suddenly, his heart was sour. After a busy day, I was quiet at this time, and suddenly felt a trace of solitude, a trace of coldness and loneliness in my heart.

A LAN's father stood at the door, looking at the slightly thin figure of traceless, and suddenly sighed softly.

He should be happy on such a beautiful and happy night. How could he sigh suddenly?

Traceless turned slowly, looked at the man who was smacking dry smoke, walked over and asked, ”what's the matter with uncle?”

The man put down his cigarette pole and said, ”today, thanks to the help of the eunuch, a LAN and a Feng joined hands. I should be happy, but I...”

No trace looked at his expression of desire to speak and stop, and he had guessed what he was worried about.

He smiled softly and said, ”is uncle worried that Shui Yu will come back and look for your trouble?”

The man nodded. He really thought so. Traceless is a Jianghu man after all. He can't stay here to protect them all the time.

”The water family is very powerful. If you want revenge, we... How can we resist it?”

Traceless said, ”don't worry, uncle. I won't leave for the time being. I'll wait here for them to come again. I'd like to see how powerful the water family is. ”

”But... But you're alone. I can't hurt you because of my family.”

”Uncle, you don't have to worry about me. I'll be fine.”

The man looked at the young man who was always calm like water and kept calm. Although his anxiety did not go away, he gradually calmed down a lot.

One night without words, the next day was still clear, and the village was as calm as usual.

Children frolic all over the village, and the old people sit outside in the sun and gossip.

It's winter now. There is not much farming work. Young people gather together early in the morning and come to Alan's house to beg for glutinous rice Baba.

A Feng and a LAN blushed in the laughter of everyone, and their happiness and satisfaction were at a glance.

All the young people worship traceless. Yesterday, he knocked over more than 20 people on the stone bridge alone.

Miao people worship heroes, and now traceless is a hero in their hearts.

For 20 years, moon mountain has been bullied by the water family. When was it as proud as yesterday?

When everyone was happy, suddenly someone pointed to the direction of the stone bridge below and shouted, ”the water family is coming...”

Traceless turned and looked. He saw three riding fast horses running towards the stone bridge. When he came to the stone bridge, he immediately reined in the reins.

The three horses snorted, and the people stood up, but the people on the horse's back did not move, which shows that their riding skills are superb.

Villagers had already stood at the bridge head and looked at the three people riding three horses in surprise.

Look at their clothes, they really come from Shuijia. They were tall and powerful, with long knives hanging around their waist and six cold eyes. They stared at the villagers standing at the end of the bridge and looked at the world.

All the villagers dared not speak loudly, and some even showed fear and stared at the three of them.