Try to rebel today

Feng Jiang didn't struggle for long.

He has a fierce face, but his nature is not cruel and indifferent. When the road is weak and in danger, he will definitely help if he can help. Now that Zhou Yao is in trouble... If it is true, wouldn't it be morally wrong for him not to go?

If it's fake, it's not bad to take a look.

He was very curious about how much Zhou Yao knew about him...

Feng Jiang stunned Ren Jia with his palm, carried him on his back, tapped his toes lightly, spun up like a swallow, and jumped to the top of the tree in an instant——

A few people stood up and followed the sound, and after a while, they saw Zhou Yao who was trapped in the corner.

This is an open flat land with a good view. There is a big tree used by people to pray for blessings. The branches are covered with red knots, covered with white snow, and swaying in the wind.

It should be to chase him. Zhou Yao sent everyone out. He thought that the night was so bright and his vision was so clear that he would not encounter any danger. However, he accidentally stepped into the snow when he was walking, and something in the snow—about It was the red rope that fell and entangled his feet.

Zhou Yao was weak and did not know martial arts, so he squatted down and used his hands to help, and tried to pull his feet out, but he didn't control the angle and force well, not only did he not pull out his feet, but he sank into it...

It looked like a kitten with its four paws tied up. It couldn't flop or struggle, so it could only be aggrieved and asked for help.

With just one glance, Feng Jiang understood Zhou Yao's entire 'battle process'.

He suppressed his laughter, flicked his wrist, threw Ren Jia onto a tree, tied him with a rope, and Shi Shiran fell in front of Zhou Yao.

"How did you wrap yourself up so... tsk, beautiful and strong?"

The ferocity in his eyes was melted away by the unscrupulous ridicule, Feng Jiang is now like a dandy who molested a big girl, and he really deserves a beating: "Are you in a hurry to go to the table?"

Zhou Yao glared at him angrily, his eyes were misty and misty, like melting snow: "I just love to play games, it's none of your business!!"

"I just think there's something wrong with your look... Shall I give you a bow? Red, with a ribbon."

"……roll!"

Feng Jiang looked at the furious Zhou Yao, and was even happier: "Say something, please help, is it difficult?"

"I don't want you to meddle in your own business!"

Zhou Yao's face was a little red, his eyes were full of anger, his lips were slightly white from being bitten, the whole emotion gave people the feeling...

Outraged.

I felt very ashamed, and it was even more embarrassing to be seen by him. My self-esteem and pride did not allow me to admit defeat, so I was very angry.

Angry at myself for not living up to expectations, and also angry at why it was him and not someone else.

Feng Jiang's smile deepened: "It's a pity that I'm very busy now, and I really want to meddle in my own business."

He especially wanted to see what kind of expression Zhou Yao would have when he was rescued by his hated opponent, would he cry directly?

Feng Jiang knelt down, reached into the snow, and looked for Zhou Yao's hand.

Zhou Yao was about to burst into tears: "It hurts..."

Out of nowhere, Feng Jiang wanted to say 'Good boy', but he held back.

He moved very lightly, and quickly freed Zhou Yao's hands. These two hands were no longer like normal hands, they were as cold as ice cubes.Feng Jiang didn't think about it at all, and directly put these two hands on his neck.

"Your feet are bound too tightly, so it's easier for me to untie them."

Zhou Yao's gaze paused, and there was an unprecedented tenderness in Feng Jiang's downcast profile gaze.

But this tenderness was only for a moment.

With a slight flick of his wrist, a cold dagger pressed against Feng Jiang's neck: "Don't move."

Feng Jiang stopped, moved his eyes, and squinted at Zhou Yao: "On purpose?"

He is not stupid, he immediately understood that this is a game!

The corners of Zhou Yao's mouth were turned up, and the wine on his cheeks appeared, revealing his white teeth, and his smile was extremely cute.

Feng Jiang is a typical big man, he seems to be born with the temperament of pity for the weak, and it is impossible for him to ignore the weak and small when he is in danger.But Feng Jiang is not stupid, he has a good brain and has a lot of experience. He knows that there are too many people who take advantage of their weak points to make tricks, so every time he saves someone, he is tense and more vigilant than usual, simply using this to trick him. , cannot succeed.

But they are rivals.

They bumped into each other so many times just now, they wanted to kill someone just to snatch someone, they were very angry, they played this game by themselves, acted a little bit, acted a little bit angry, to make Feng Jiang interested...he would be fooled.

Look, it works pretty well.

"Being entangled is also fake?"

After Feng Jiang finished speaking, he shook his head: "It's so real, it shouldn't be fake."

In this appearance, apart from being a little surprised, there is no panic at all.

Zhou Yao narrowed his eyes, and moved the dagger forward a little: "Untie it for me!"

"I can move?"

"Untie!"

"Ok."

Feng Jiang cooperated very well and untied the rope under Zhou Yao's order.

But it is conceivable that he was calculated, how could he be serious and obedient?He thought it over clearly, this little crying bag is too smart, and he might be played if he is not careful, but the little crying bag pays attention to him, and it is impossible to kill him.

If you don't kill him... wouldn't he be able to get rid of it?

He touched Zhou Yao's feet: "Where is the rope?" He took off Zhou Yao's shoes, touched from the heel to the sole of the foot, and then to the toes, "What is this? It's soft and fleshy, and it's still a little cold? Alas, the moonlight is too dark, I can't see anything clearly!"

The feet that were originally frozen, but because of Feng Jiang's warm and big hands rubbing them, sparks seemed to shoot up, and Zhou Yao almost trembled from the burning.

Just for the sake of acting like this, this round was played for real, and he used extra strength when wrapping the rope, he couldn't dodge even if he wanted to dodge now!

"I call you Jie, Sheng, Zi!"

Zhou Yao gritted his teeth angrily.

"I'm just untying, rope, zi, ah!" Feng Jiang grinned with white teeth, rascal and shameless.

Zhou Yao sent the dagger forward half a point, and bright red blood lines appeared on Feng Jiang's neck.

"If you want to play, you can continue."

Feng Jiang paused.

He raised his eyes and saw Zhou Yao's eyes, bright, clear, as bright as stars, but also indifferent.

It's too different from Xiaokuibao and Tsundere Maoer just now, it doesn't look like the eyes a teenager should have.

Feng Jiang clicked his tongue and resigned himself to untie the rope for Zhou Yao.

Seriously, quickly, without any jokes, untie the rope in a serious manner.

"Tsk, I was wise and mighty, but in the end, I was killed by a beauty trick."

This beauty's calculations were too precise, too clever, and she came too fast, no matter how high her martial arts were, she didn't even have time to react, so she was caught.

"What are you going to do if I don't come?"

"You will come."

"Why?"

"Because you are... Fangyuan."

With Feng Jiang's help, Zhou Yao stood up and heaved a sigh of relief.

Feng Jiang frowned.The pause in the sentence just now was a bit weird, as if he wanted to say something, he changed the direction abruptly.

Does Zhou Yao know his name?

"Why don't you just kill me?"

This little injury, the blood stopped before it flowed out, it's not enough to scare people.

Zhou Yao squinted: "You think I dare not?"

While talking, he suppressed the dagger in his hand, and didn't continue to open his mouth on Feng Jiang's neck, but it was enough to suppress the pain.

"Hiss—" Feng Jiang frowned, "You are really ruthless."

Zhou Yao smiled: "I have my big business, you have your plan, time is precious, why waste it here? Hand over my people, and I will let you go."

The night wind picked up steeply, blowing people's hair and clothes.

The branches of old trees sway lightly, the red knots dance, and the shadows of people under the moonlight are dim.

Feng Jiang is tall and Zhou Yao is thin. The former's figure can almost completely cover the latter, but the latter's momentum is not lost at all. The dagger in his hand is placed straight on the former's neck.

Feng Jiang gritted his teeth, his eyes were very dangerous: "Are you sure I will give it to you?"

Zhou Yao's dimples were deep: "Unless you don't want to die."

"I'm really scared..."

There was a strange light in Feng Jiang's eyes. Before Zhou Yao realized what it was, his elbows suddenly numb, his fingers subconsciously let go, and his eyes blurred——

The person he threatened with his neck had already moved three feet away, and he was twirling the weapon he just held between his fingers, showing his white teeth.

"The moonlight is too beautiful tonight, and the beauty trick is too sloppy. I don't have enough willpower, and I am dazzled by you... But you don't really think that with such a fruit-cutting knife, you can restrain me, do you?"

Zhou Yao lowered his eyes and tidied his clothes slowly: "Oh, I didn't intend to restrain you."

"then you--"

As soon as the words were spoken, Feng Jiang felt bad, and immediately looked at the big tree that tied Ren Jia not far away——

The tree is empty, and the people tied to it are gone!

Zhou Yao put his hands in his sleeves, showed dimples on his cheeks, and smiled cutely: "Attracting you in front of me is enough for me to rob someone."

As long as Feng Jiang lets go of him, walks in front of him alone, and diverts his attention for a while, there will be enough time for him to grab the person and divert him!The terrain here is special, and there are only three places where people can be released. He is fully prepared everywhere, and it is impossible to fail!

Feng Jiang was a little convinced this time.

He didn't hear a sound!

The cleverness of this little crying bag is unmatched, and his calculations are accurate, so that he didn't even realize when Ren Jia was transferred...

Being calculated so accurately, it is impossible to say that Feng Jiang has no emotions at all.

But because of his witty questioning, he had obtained important clues, and because this person was Zhou Yao, it seemed that this incident was not so unacceptable.

He still...underestimated Zhou Yao.

After the play was over, Zhou Yao's guards quickly ran over from a distance and put on a thick fur cloak for Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao's face was deeply sunken in the warm fur, and he was in a slightly better mood.

"Don't bother Fang, the guard is enjoying the moon, and I'm leaving."

He stretched out his robe and walked sideways.

Obviously thin, with a youthful feeling on his body, weak and inconspicuous, but the straight shoulders and slender waist vividly paint a picture of a branch of green bamboo standing tall in the sky.

No matter you are cold and rainy, or you are under heavy snow, it may shake, it may bend, but it will never fold!

As long as the sun comes again, as long as the spring rain comes again, it will absorb infinite power, stand proudly in the world, attract everyone to worship, and make everything pale!

And the four seasons rotate, the laws of heaven and the law, the spring rain and the sun, how could it not come?

In an instant, Feng Jiang's heart beat like crazy.

"No, no, this is too dangerous, we must raise the level of vigilance..."

Also, this time, does he count as a loss or a win?