[Comprehensive] Code of conduct for famous ministers

Xu Ziling was seriously injured, but it was still within his tolerance. Since entering this turbulent and weird world, fighting, fleeing for his life, and getting injured have almost become commonplace.

Fortunately, he practiced the Longevity Art, the innate qi in his body circulated, no matter how serious the injury was, he would heal faster than ordinary people.

However, even if the wounds on his body are left alone, he will heal, but he still appreciates Yan Xiubai when he prescribes medicine to see a doctor. He thinks this person is very interesting and worthy of admiration, and he really wants to make such a friend.

Yan Xiubai walked with these refugees for three days. These people were all victims of the war, their homes had been destroyed, and even they themselves didn't know where their next destination was. Everyone became numb to life.

Yan Xiubai sympathizes with them and pities them, but he, who is also in troubled times, cannot bring them any real help. For the first time, he seems to understand what it means to be powerless.

This taste is not good at all.

"Here!" A chipped bowl filled with half a bowl of rice paste was handed in front of him. As soon as Yan Xiubai raised his head, he met those clear and vacant eyes.

Xu Ziling's current appearance doesn't look very good, his clothes are ragged, his hair is disheveled, and his face is pale as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, but this does not detract from his lofty and free-spirited temperament.

Yan Xiubai thanked in a low voice, took the bowl and fed it to the child in his arms bit by bit.

The infant child has grown up a bit. Although the conditions are not good, under Yan Xiubai's careful feeding, he is not as yellow and thin as other children, but has gained weight. This gives Yan Xiubai a sense of accomplishment .

He has really put his heart and soul into this child these days, he is afraid that he will be raised to death by accident, such a small child can be crushed to death with almost one finger, and Yan Xiubai is afraid that he will be broken when holding it in his hand Fear melted in his mouth, and he swore that he had never been so careful with anyone in his life. Fortunately, the child's vitality was quite tenacious, and he had never been sick.

The red mouth is like a little hamster, drinking up the rice paste bit by bit, the black eyes are big, and it turns around, the child is very good, when it is hungry, it will hum twice and tell It will not cause too much trouble to Yan Xiubai.

Yan Xiubai thought about whether to give him a name, after all, this child will probably be with him for a long time to come.

The winter nights are very cold, and the place with the mountain on its back can barely block the cold wind. Only the rising bonfires bring some warmth to these homeless people.

Xu Ziling flicked the fire in front of him at will, his pale complexion turned rosy under the shadow of the fire, he glanced at the people gathered not far away in twos and threes, and suddenly said: "Further north is Wang Shichong's territory, I heard that the Li Clan is planning to mobilize troops against him recently, will Dr. Yan take them further north? It's not peaceful there." Xu Ziling sighed softly.

Yan Xiubai pursed his lips, "Do you think I'm taking them north?"

Xu Ziling didn't understand what he said.

Yan Xiubai shook his head, and said flatly, "I just went north by myself." Instead of bringing these people to go north together.

It's just that these people lost their homes and lived in fear. They didn't know where their destination was, so they subconsciously followed a trustworthy person.

It wasn't Yan Xiubai leading them northward, but they followed Yan Xiubai northward.

After Xu Ziling understood what he meant, he was silent for a while, and he looked around with pity in his eyes.

"Then what are they going to do?"

Yan Xiubai didn't know, he smiled wryly: "Nowadays wars are raging everywhere, where is there any peace, even I am precarious, living in no fixed place, how can I afford the life and death of others?!"

Now, the only thing he can protect is the child in his arms.

In the chaotic world, human life is like a mustard, and it is uncertain when and where it will die, and no one can escape.

Xu Ziling is no longer the child who had no power to restrain a chicken and was slaughtered by others. He has a great opportunity, he practiced the formula of longevity, and his current cultivation level is close to that of a master. , he can do nothing.

He can leave, the injuries on his body are almost healed, and the remaining internal injuries can be healed naturally with the longevity formula in his body, not to mention that he still has Kou Zhong's entrustment, but he doesn't know why, But he couldn't leave in time.

He has sympathy and a compassionate heart. He treats all poor and poor people with compassion and kindness. When he meets them, he will also help them out, but probably because he has seen too much since he was a child. Although he will sympathize, There will be pity, but there is also a kind of numbness.

There are too many poor people in the world. Under the tyranny of Yang Guang, they lived in pain. Now that wars are raging, they live in even more pain. When they meet one, they can be saved, and when they meet two, they will save them. Ten, twenty, and one hundred You can also reach out your hand, but what if it is in pieces?Who can maintain that kind of compassion as always?

Xu Ziling was not immune to numbness because of habit, but now, this habit has gradually changed because of Yan Xiubai's appearance and his behavior.

He could leave at any time, so why not this Doctor Yan? Although the other party insisted that he did not bring these people north, but these people insisted on following, but this kind of following with his acquiescence, this is not a kind of mercy.

Xu Ziling also made up his mind at this moment, and accompanied Yan Xiubai to settle these people down, Kou Zhong could only slow down.

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Along the way to the north, this team of refugees gradually grew, from five or sixty people at the beginning to two or three hundred people later, which was unexpected by no one. How to settle these people became a big problem.

Yan Xiubai thought about it, and decided to take them to Taiyuan. After all, it was the territory of the Li family. As the final winner, Taiyuan should be regarded as the safest place in the world.

Regarding his decision, Xu Ziling remained silent all the time, neither opposed nor supported him too much. He actually wanted to take him to Liangdu, which was Kou Zhong's territory. It is too far away from Liangdu, Taiyuan is more suitable for them than Liangdu.

Xu Ziling supported him all the way, but he didn't encounter too many twists and turns. There are many benefits because there are many people. At least some bandits and bandits don't dare to catch their attention.

Even if it's just some sallow-faced and emaciated refugees, if they are in a hurry, one mouthful of saliva can still drown a mouse.

However, if you encounter a certain army, it's hard to say.

The ground began to shake, and amidst the dust, a dark team appeared on the horizon. Xu Ziling frowned. He jumped up a small high slope not far away, and looked far away. , most of them were more or less injured.

He tipped his toes, and landed lightly beside Yan Xiubai, saying: "It's Wang Shichong's army, probably the remnants of the army that escaped from the defeat. I don't know if Wang Shichong is in there."

There was some schadenfreude in his voice, Wang Shichong is not a good bird, he is still very happy to see him suffer, but this is not good news for Kou Zhong, Wang Shichong's defeat means that Li Shimin won, and for Li Shimin For Kou Zhong, who is listed as the biggest opponent, this is really a very bad thing.

Once Wang Shichong was defeated, Luoyang would belong to Li Shimin. Sooner or later, the power of the Li family expanded again. Xu Ziling couldn't help but feel worried about Kou Zhong. He knew that Kou Zhong and the Li family would face each other sooner or later.

The sudden appearance of this team brought great panic to the refugees. In this world, the army is more terrifying than natural disasters.

Because what they bring is often killing!

The distance between the two sides is getting closer, and the other party has also seen the existence of these refugees. What is there in the army after the defeat is low morale, pain on the body, and fear of the enemy. They are like beasts that have come to a dead end. Struggling under the pursuit of hunters.

The flames of war and blood, as well as the fear of facing death, tortured their will and made them even more irrational. How much fear they have in front of hunters, how much will they feel when they see sheep that are a hundred times weaker than them? cruel.

Those eyes, which were tired and fearful, slowly became excited and bloodshot. Someone had already slashed at them with a knife. They needed to use blood to rekindle the courage in their hearts.

"Run!" Xu Ziling yelled, and he shot out like a sharp arrow, punching the frontmost cavalryman, bang—the man vomited blood, flew away from the horse's back, fell to the ground, was shot The horse that rushed over from behind was instantly trampled into muddy meat.

With both arms in the air, Xu Ziling strangled the horse's neck, shouted, click, the horse's neck was twisted, he grabbed the horse's head, and his dantian sank, the adult horse was just thrown out by him, bang bang bang , Knocking down more than a dozen people one after another before stopping his indomitable momentum.

The scene was completely chaotic, and even Yan Xiubai couldn't control it. He put the child on his back and tied it tightly with a strap. The only thing he can do now is to save people, save more people.

The sound of the piano was clanging, Xu Ziling's heart skipped a beat, he turned his head and saw the man holding the piano in his left hand and holding a sword in his right hand, with the sword light flashing, corpses fell behind him one after another, it turned out that he was the one who fought with Yu Wenhua that night Man, he was very surprised.

But now is not the time for him to think about it.

With a flash of Xu Ziling's figure, he snatched the spear from the enemy's hand, the tip of the spear flashed coldly, killing several people in a blink of an eye. ,

The martial arts of both of them are very high, they can be ranked among the first-class masters in this world, they are more than a hundred times better than these ordinary soldiers, but no matter how good their martial arts are, they can stop one person, two people, or a hundred people, but the enemy has More than 1000.

Gradually, among those fleeing refugees, casualties inevitably began.

Xu Ziling and Yan Xiubai, they can protect themselves, even if they have twice as many enemies, if they want to leave, they can still escape from thousands of troops, but they cannot protect more than 200 armies at the same time. Ordinary people with the power to bind chickens.

Not to mention them, even Ning Daoqi, the number one master in the world, would never be able to do it.

Xu Ziling's eyes were red with murder, he had never killed so many people like this in his life, the sticky blood almost soaked his clothes, but he couldn't stop, because killing one more person would save one more person, This causal relationship may be quite contradictory and funny, but he can't laugh.

The two people, one left and one right, one front and one behind, formed a perfect line of defense, firmly blocking the main force of the enemy from the line of defense, the longer they persisted, the more people they could save.

No matter how good the martial arts are, it is inevitable that there will be more injuries, especially Yan Xiubai, he still has a child on his back, that is his weakness, a fatal weakness, too many people, too many weapons, trying to go to the He was slashed on the back, especially after seeing that he had to protect the child on his back even if he carried the knife recklessly.

To be honest, Yan Xiubai couldn't take it anymore, no matter which world he was in, no matter what kind of master he met, even if it was Yan Changsheng, because of the relationship between the two, because he loved him, Yan Xiubai knew that most of the time, Yan Changsheng always let With him, so he has always been able to do a job with ease, he has never experienced such a tragic struggle.

His body was a little chilly, and he knew that this was due to excessive blood loss. He even had an illusion that he might die here today.

It is not impossible to save his life, even if he is injured, he can escape at any time, anyway, he has tried his best, he has not found Yan Changsheng, he has not completed the task, he has to go home, go back to Datang, and take a look at Changgemen , he had many reasons to leave here, but he still stood here without moving a step.

Leaving, or fighting with his life, at the last moment, he may have a choice, but at least now he doesn't want to leave.

"Wow——" the cry of the child seemed particularly miserable at this moment.

Someone stopped running for his life and turned his head to take a look. The blood-stained back was not thick and tall, but it was like a mountain, firmly blocking the enemy's butcher's knife.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

"Save Doctor Yan! Go back and save Doctor Yan!"

"These bastards!!!"

These shouts seemed to have some kind of magical power, which affected those who fled in all directions. Numbness, fear, and despair gradually turned into anger, and fire began to burn in their eyes and hearts.

They are ordinary people who have not received any training, no matter what kind of oppression disaster falls on them, they are swallowing their breath, and now, they are waving all kinds of objects that can be held in their hands, or poles or wooden sticks , Some people picked up the weapons on the ground, brought all their anger and hatred, and killed them.

This kind of behavior is unexpected, but it seems to be reasonable. No one is completely submissive. No matter how timid and cowardly a person is, they will fight back when they are oppressed and out of breath. This is instinct, hidden in the Instinct in the bones.

Just give him the proper courage.

Anger is contagious, and so is courage.

The enemy began to feel uneasy. When facing the sheep, they were cruel butchers, but now the sheep have become lunatics, a group of desperate lunatics, and they are the ones who are afraid.

And at this moment, bang bang bang—the ground began to shake, and the sound of the horn sounded like a death notice, and the uneasiness turned into fear, into despair...

"withdraw!"

"Quickly withdraw!!"

The sound of fear changed, and they were like the flock of sheep they were chasing just now. They wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The hunters who were chasing them were even more clever than them. The well-trained cavalry army was extremely skilled in encircling and annihilating them.

"It's been a long time since Ziling." Someone said with a long smile, "However, you don't look very good now!"

The sound of horseshoes is coming, and the young man in white clothes and silver armor on the horseback, with a jade crown and hair tied up, is in high spirits between his brows.

"Brother Shimin." Xu Ziling cupped his fists and smiled wryly, "This time I'm thankful for having you, otherwise I would be miserable right now."

Li Shimin laughed.

Is this Emperor Taizong? !

Yan Xiubai looked at the other party carefully, trying his best to hide the excitement in his heart.

As expected of the Emperor Taizong, he is handsome, handsome, unrestrained, noble, graceful and radiant, Yuyu has an amiable smile, and even his voice is so nice!

Yan Xiubai felt that although the time travel was tiring and unlucky, it was worth it. To be able to meet Emperor Taizong Li Shimin with his own eyes, he would die without regret!

He was full of admiration and admiration like a surging river, but the moment Li Shimin saw him, he was secretly on guard.

He got off his horse, cupped his fists and gave a salute, "Master Yan, I didn't expect Lord Yan to come here. It's ridiculous that Yu Wenhua and everyone in the south of the Yangtze River want you."

Li Shimin's words of warning made Yan Xiubai, who was immersed in the excitement of seeing Emperor Taizong, suddenly wake up. His current body used to be in a high position, and Li Shimin, the second son of the Duke's Mansion, naturally knew him. It is probably also clear that the original body is loyal to Yang Guang, it seems that his refuge is still a little troublesome.

He rolled his eyes slightly, and said coldly: "The emperor is dead, and the Great Sui is gone. How can there be any left servants shooting Lord Yan in this world, and some are just Yan Xiubai, a commoner."

Li Shimin was silent for a moment, then said: "Brother Yan is a true gentleman, I have always admired him, but Yang Guang is fatuous and perverted, and there are people like Brother Yan who don't use them and instead favor villains, otherwise why would the world be in chaos and turmoil."

Yan Xiubai smiled sarcastically: "Da Sui's energy is exhausted, so there's no need to talk about it."

As the sun set, most of the people were clearing the battlefield. The enemy soldiers were dead or captured. I am afraid that few escaped, but the group of refugees led by Yan Xiubai. The casualties were not serious.

With the protection of Yan Xiubai and Xu Ziling, although the refugees fought back later, because Li Shimin's army arrived in time, they did not cause a lot of casualties.

Li Shimin led his horse and stood outside the crowd. The setting sun reflected warm light on his armor.

He saw that Yan Xiubai was showing injuries to the injured, while Xu Ziling was helping him. He raised his eyebrows and said suddenly, "What do you think of them?"

The person on the side touched his precious beard, squinted his eyes and said: "It's a talent, but it's a pity that it's not used by the young master."

Li Shimin sighed and said with a smile: "It's a pity for Ziling. He and Kou Zhong are like brothers. It is indeed impossible for me to use it, but Yan Xiubai is not impossible."

"After all, the person he was loyal to is dead, and he is now a man without a master."

He pointed at the cyan figure with a horsewhip, and continued: "The old master is dead, but his heart is not dead. He still has compassion and ambition, and he pretends to be alive in the world. He will still enter the world, and I will definitely let him do it for me." Used!"

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Li Shimin kept Yan Xiubai by his side for the time being on the grounds of settling the refugees. He was soliciting him. The people around him could see it. Xu Ziling could see it. Of course it was impossible for Yan Xiubai not to see it. He kept silent on the surface. , secretly delighted, and then readily agreed.

Leaving other things aside, the biggest benefit of being with Li Shimin is probably eating well and clothing well. Ever since he came to this world, Yan Xiubai has suffered a lot. He is not very particular about food and clothing, but he has never He didn't miss anything, but after coming here, he knew for the first time what it was like to be hungry. It was really uncomfortable, not at all!

Because he wanted to win over him, Li Shimin treated him very well. Even the child he raised didn't have to drink rice porridge pitifully, but invited two wet nurses to be on call at any time.

You know, at this time, they are still fighting, and it is already a matter of hi's heart to find two women with milk.

If Li Shimin wants to win someone's heart, he will always poke at their most sensitive point.

When eating and drinking well, it is impossible for Yan Xiubai to do nothing. In front of the future Emperor Taizong, he still has to show his own value.

Now, Li Shimin is fighting Wang Shichong. Although he has won a few times, the headache is that the opponent seems to be completely terrified of being beaten, and he can't come out of the city. If the people inside can't come out, it will be very difficult for the people outside to attack.

There are better counselors around Li Shimin. A resourceful man like Changsun Wuji is much more talented in military affairs than him. Yan Xiubai will not go forward to express himself beyond his capacity. He is just a companion. When Li Shimin asked him, he would only say a few short sentences, but it was not a merit, but he was not conspicuous among the counselors.

Because of this, Yan Xiubai didn't receive much attention. In the eyes of others, he was just an ordinary guest minister who was recruited by Li Shimin's side.

The battle in Luoyang lasted for more than a month, and finally ended with Wang Shichong's complete defeat, and Wang Shichong surrendered.

The battle is over for the time being, leaving a chaotic Luoyang that urgently needs to be built. Yan Xiubai can finally use his strengths and show his value.

He drew up a plan, how to appease the people, how to build the city defense, how to restore order in the city, etc., etc., he wrote every item in detail, when he submitted it, Li Shimin's eyes lit up, Yan Xiubai is not a military talent , but in dealing with internal affairs, he has enough self-confidence.

In the previous life, a country was handled in an orderly manner, let alone this small city now.

Li Shimin felt that his vision was right, he quickly promoted Yan Xiubai, and handed over most of the city's government affairs to him to show his trust.

Yan Xiubai seized this opportunity and handled the tasks entrusted to him perfectly. When Luoyang slowly regained its calm, in the eyes of others, Yan Xiubai was already recognized as the second son's right-hand man.

in the library.

Li Shimin's complexion was not good, he handed down the secret letter in his hand, and let his confidantes pass it on one by one, after those people read it, their expressions were no different from Li Shimin's.

Changsun Wuji's eyes were full of shock, and he exerted a little force with his fingers, almost grabbing some of his beard, "My lord is going to ascend the throne?"

Li Shimin rubbed his painful forehead and said, "Father, he is already forcing His Majesty to abdicate."

"......"

In this world, who doesn't want to be an emperor, especially those warlords who support their own troops, but now is definitely not a good time to become emperor, otherwise, after Yang Guang's death, all the warlords would not have a new surname Yang's puppet.

There is a difference between relying on the emperor to make the princes and being the emperor himself.

"Brother and the others instigated it." Li Shimin said in a cold voice, "Father is so confused that he actually listened to their words."

Everyone knows that the eldest son and the second son of the Duke's Mansion do not deal with each other. Li Jiancheng is jealous and afraid of his second brother, and suppresses him all the year round. How can Li Shimin let others rub him, come and go, even though they are the same Brothers of the same father and mother, but have deep grievances.

Yan Xiubai has always been in front of his background board, with no expression on his face. In fact, he is still a little excited in his heart. Although he knows the history of the Tang Dynasty clearly, what he sees in the book and what he personally experienced After all, there is a huge difference.

Come, come, the Tang Dynasty is about to be established, then the Central Plains together, then the Xuanwu Gate Change, and then Taizong's succession to the Zhenguan rule, I feel exciting when I think about it.

He was secretly excited, but Li Shimin had a severe headache, but no matter how much he had a headache, he still had to go back. No matter whether he could persuade his father to change his mind, he couldn't stay in Luoyang any longer. He had a hundred thousand troops in his hands. He was away all the year round, even if it was a father-son relationship, but with Li Jiancheng provoking him from time to time, Li Yuan's trust in him might not be much left.

And why not himself, this secret letter came from a secret agent who was placed next to Li Yuan, and such a secret letter, whether it was Li Jiancheng, Li Yuan, or Li Yuanji, etc., he had placed a lot, just It's like there are secret work placed by his father and brother beside him.

Father is not father and son is not son, and brother is not brother. Ever since his father had the ambition to compete in the world, he had already expected such an ending.

Since Li Shimin wanted to leave, Luoyang naturally had to keep someone to guard him. Originally, Yan Xiubai was one of the very suitable candidates, but his surrender time was short and his previous identity was sensitive. Even if Li Shimin dared to use him, his father would never dare. And Li Shimin had to listen to his father.

And Yan Xiubai didn't intend to stay at all. Why did he stay in Luoyang? He still wanted to go to Chang'an to witness the establishment of the early Tang Dynasty.

Everything was arranged properly, but on the night before the departure, something happened.

Li Shimin was assassinated!

When Yan Xiubai heard the news and rushed over, Li Shimin had already suffered serious injuries. He was sweating profusely on his back, and he was extremely fortunate. Fortunately, he was usually cautious enough to wear the invulnerable gold silk soft armor even when he was sleeping. Otherwise, He is now a lying corpse.

The black figure was tall and straight, arrogant and arrogant, even if he was surrounded heavily, he showed no sign of retreating.

The only pair of exposed eyes were bottomless under the shadow of the fire, and they fell firmly on Li Shimin's body without moving away. Even though Li Shimin's martial arts is not low, and he has fought in the battlefield for many years, he was also caught by the killing intent contained in it. He shivered violently.

Who the hell is this person? He looks like a demon or a ghost, and he came quietly. Just the fierce and evil spirit erupting from his body shakes people's inner breath.

"Shoot arrows! Kill Unforgiven!"

His face was pale, but his voice was cold and determined.

A person who wants to kill himself, a person whose martial arts are extremely high and poses a threat to his life, he must not let him go!

Countless arrows were shot at the man in the middle. If they were shot, it is not difficult to imagine that the man in the middle would definitely turn into a hedgehog.

These people were all trained by Li Shimin. They got up from the dead countless times. Li Shimin has confidence in them. No matter how advanced the martial arts are, they must pay the price if they escape from such a rain of arrows!

The figure in black narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't run away, not only didn't he run away, he didn't even have the idea of ​​running away.

The iron shield in his hand slammed on the ground, and the outburst of true energy sent the nearest dozen or so people flying away at once. The black iron shield, which looked like nothing special, at this moment, became It became an impregnable wall, and the rain of arrows bounced away one foot away from the opponent.

Everyone was horrified. Before they could react, the black figure closed his shield and jumped up. The long and narrow Mo Dao shone coldly under the moonlight, and slashed straight down in the direction of Li Shimin.

This knife was fierce and swift, with the sound of piercing through the air, even if it didn't hit the ground, but even if it was touched by the knife's energy, as far as Li Shimin's skill is concerned, it would either be death or injury.

"Protect Young Master!"

Someone was drinking.

The people standing beside Li Shimin tried their best to stand in front of him.

But it was useless!

No one can block this killing knife, poof—those with higher skills spit out blood and fly backwards, while those with lower skills are directly split in half, and the warm blood is dripping, and some of them fall on Li Shimin's body. On his body, his white clothes were instantly dyed red.

Li Shimin has never been so close to death, even though he fought countless times on the battlefield, he has never been as close as he is now, when death is only ten feet away from him!

He couldn't even fight back!

Through the light of the knife, he could only see those eyes. The other party was full of evil spirits, and his hands were still stained with blood, but those eyes were calm, without any emotion in them.

And at this most critical moment, just when Li Shimin thought he was about to die, the knife stopped, suddenly stopped, and stopped only three feet away from him.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his chest felt tight. He didn't notice that he had already stopped breathing.

The moonlight fell gently through the clouds, and someone grabbed Li Shimin's arm and dragged him away from the blade.

Only then did Li Shimin see clearly that the reason why the knife stopped was because someone stopped it.

A zither string, a very inconspicuous zither string that no one would notice in the dark night, firmly bound the knife, thus saving his life.

The other end of the string is wrapped around Yan Xiubai's hand. From Li Shimin's perspective, he can only see his back. The cyan figure is not very strong, but it is tall and straight, reliable, and gives people a sense of peace of mind.

He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, or told him to be careful, and the moment the words came out of his throat, he realized that his voice was hoarse.

The moment their eyes met, the two of them never expected to meet again at this moment and this place, Yan Xiubai had a little smile in his eyes, if it wasn't for the people around him, he would have rushed over to hold them in his arms and be gentle up.

I found you.

I knew you would find it.

In the eyes of others, the silence of the two is the prelude to the outbreak of the war. More and more elite soldiers are rushing to this place. This is definitely not a good place to talk about love and narrative.

The two of them had a deep understanding, and when they turned their eyes, they already understood each other's thoughts.

So, what other people saw was that the two people who were facing each other suddenly broke out after a long silence, and they came and went at an extremely fast speed, and their figures flickered, and they couldn't even see their figures.

The cyan figure tapped his toes, and with the help of Mo Dao's strength, his figure suddenly rose up, like a crane with wings spread. The knife followed closely behind, firmly sticking to his back and neck, like a human shadow, I can't shake it off.

The broken black hair was blown down by the wind, and anyone could see the danger in it.

Li Shimin stared at the two people in mid-air, as long as he waited for a while, after a while, the elite soldiers arrived, and he wanted him to be unable to fly!

It's a pity that Yan Changsheng and the other two didn't give him this time. Under the eyes of everyone, two figures, one black and one green, were wrestling with each other, and they went away in an instant.

Li Shimin chased after two steps. Seeing the two figures disappear into the darkness, he suddenly turned his head and said coldly to the commander of the cavalry battalion who was in a hurry: "Go find someone! Assassins don't matter if they are shot or killed, and Yan Xiubai must be brought back safely. !"

"Yes!"

After the play was done to the end, after leaving the sight of everyone, the two of them went one in front of the other, one seemed to be running away, the other seemed to be chasing, and they didn't stop until they left the city.

As soon as Yan Xiubai landed, before he could stand still, he was pulled into a warm embrace.

A smile gradually appeared in his eyes, and Yan Xiubai stroked his back bit by bit, as if he was smoothing the fur of a huge cat.

Warm breath was sprayed on his ears through the cloth, he looked at the other party's new look, and laughed softly. 】

Yan Changsheng raised his eyebrows, took off the black scarf covering his face, and said hoarsely, "Is it funny?"

Yan Xiubai touched his face, and the touch from his hands was delicate and smooth. He couldn't hold back, and leaned over to take a few bites, and then said with a smack of his mouth, "It's still so pleasing to the eye."

The two reunited after a long absence. Originally, they should have a lot to talk about, but now they look at each other and only see each other, and suddenly feel that nothing is better than talking. Now this is already very good, nothing could be better.

Yan Chang tightly hugged the other's waist, and licked his ears and neck with his lips and tongue. After a while, he didn't seem to be satisfied, and bit the other's round earballs, sucking and grinding.

Yan Xiubai was itchy by him, the corners of his lips curled up naturally, it's not that he doesn't like such intimacy.

It's just, "itch..." He shrank his neck and said, his voice was full of laughter.

Yan Changsheng froze, and took a bite more forcefully, which was regarded as punishment.

Dao Dun, who has been with him for half his life, has long been thrown aside by him. At this moment, the only thing he wants to hug is this person in front of him.

Yan Changsheng's kisses were never gentle. He penetrated deeply and grinded hard. When his lips and teeth intersected, he almost told the other party to eat him. Just like his whole person, it was full of coldness, wind and frost, and blood. ,die on the battlefield.

It seems that after meeting Yan Xiubai, he felt the sunshine, smelled the fragrance of flowers, and saw the blue sky and white clouds.

There was a faint smell of rust between the lips and teeth, and the slight tingling would make people more excited at certain special times. Yan Xiubai touched the other party's neck, stroking bit by bit with a sense of comfort.

"I miss you very much." He said this. Although he had many questions, such as why he appeared in Luoyang and why he wanted to kill Li Shimin, at this moment, those questions suddenly became irrelevant because there were more important things. Things to do, like small things that make both of you happy.

Compared with Yan Changsheng, Yan Xiubai's kiss was gentler than anyone else's. This kind of gentleness was passed on to the other party little by little, melting all the coldness in Yan Changsheng's body.

The night is cold, the moon is cold, but the two of them are hot, the thin heat covering their bodies is enough to burn a fire.

Bright red marks were branded on the honey-colored chest. Yan Changsheng's eyes were blurred and confused, struggling between sobriety and indulgence. Not to be outdone, he clasped the opponent's waist tightly with one hand, and slipped in through the slightly open skirt with the other.

Suddenly, all his movements stopped, and the uneven touch from his fingertips made his heart immersed in desire, desire, and hope completely.