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Suddenly there is a breeze in the forest, the wind shakes the leaves and startles the singing of birds. The leaves in the Suijin dense forest are as mighty as waves, hiding the summer cicadas singing under the leaves.

The forest is quieter when the cicadas sing, and the mountain is more secluded when the birds sing.

There is so little sunlight that can penetrate those impenetrable leaves to reach the long pavilion, and the spots of light are like golden sand passing by in the palm of your hand. Jiang Jun didn't understand the man's words at all when he shook his head that was burnt into a pot of paste The meaning of "I will help you".

He just felt hot, hot all over.

Sweat slid down the corner of his forehead and almost dazzled Jiang Jun's eyes. He gasped for breath and narrowed his eyes with difficulty, but he still couldn't see through the white rising in front of his eyes. His knight-errant was covered in mist.

The severe pain, like burning his body, made him feel pain and pain all over his body:

Like a person who was imprisoned in the belly of a cow during the Sicilian copper bull torture, the brass gradually burned red, and his internal organs began to boil and melt. The person struggled with all his strength, but he still could not escape.

In the end, the prisoner's screams rushed out of the copper pipe installed on the nose of the bull, and together with the scorched water vapor, it became a heroic cow song lowing in the ears of the cruel king.

Jiang Jun didn't want to be that tragic prisoner in the cow's belly, let alone die because of a pot of wine.In fact, he didn't hear what Fifth Master said, but felt that the man's breath in his ear made him a little comfortable.

Unable to bear it, Jiang Jun snorted softly, and subconsciously turned away.

Looking at the white neck that suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and the sexy Adam's apple that rolled up and down because of the master's shortness of breath, Fifth Master's eyes darkened, and he squinted his eyes and smiled lightly. One sound.

And the man's deep and hoarse laughter fell into Jiang Jun's ears, like a clear spring gurgling on a rock, washing away the restlessness, discomfort and burning heat all over his body.

Jiang Jun let out a pleasant sigh, his moving left hand convulsed uncontrollably, trying to reach out and grab something.

However, his fingertips failed to touch anything, and after a while of spinning, he fell into a warm embrace: his back rested firmly on the man's strong chest, and he could just smell the man's breath with his head. The breath on his body is like the poison of poppy, which makes him want to stop.

"Hmm..." Jiang Jun frowned, raised his moist eyes and looked at the man with a little confusion: "You..."

But the man just gave him an inexplicable smile, lowered his head and gently squeezed | his Adam's Apple.

Under the intense stimulation, Jiang Jun's consciousness became clear for a moment - just, what did this man do just now? !He actually, actually wanted to...?

For some reason, at this time, Jiang Jun suddenly flashed some words that he had inadvertently seen from girls in the same class, such as boundless virtue and boundless suffering... His face turned pale instantly.

"Hmm... let me go...!" Jiang Jun struggled in a panic.

It's a pity that the hands and feet controlled by the medicine were limp when struggling, and his right wrist was injured again. Jiang Jun struggled for a while, but failed to change the status quo, but fell deeper into the man's arms.

As if amused by Jiang Jun's overreaching behavior, the man smiled, but his hands became more impolite: he firmly held Jiang Jun's injured right wrist with one hand, and let go of Jiang Jun's left hand with the other. At the same time, he neatly removed the belt around Jiang Jun's waist——

Losing the belt, the cloth immediately fell down with a rustle.

Although it was summer, the Suijin dense forest was still breezy. Jiang Jun couldn't help shivering and shivering when he suddenly met the greenness of this summer.

"You can't do it yourself at a time like this," the man's joking voice sounded behind Jiang Jun, bewitching people's hearts like a curse: "It's faster for me to help you, come on, relax—"

Hearing that Jiang Jun was stunned, and then he didn't know what the man did, Jiang Jun suddenly jumped up straight, and his eyes became moist and red in an instant:

"Well—you, you let go!"

"If I let go now," the man teased meaningfully, "Can you get through it?"

"I……"

"It's what you said, save people to the end, send the Buddha to the west, Mr. Jiang," the man suddenly raised an evil smile and slowly approached Jiang Jun, so close that his face was close to his face and the tip of his nose was on his nose. Said word for word:

"You'd better close your eyes and enjoy it."

"Hmm..." Jiang Jun let out a low cry, he could only close his eyes unwillingly, squeeze his lips tightly, and swallow all those shameful and unwilling tears into his stomach.

However, after closing his eyes, the tactile sensation brought to him by the man's dexterous fingers became clearer, and almost every stroke touched the deepest string in Jiang Jun's heart, and Jiang Jun's low sob swallowed in his throat was also forced to change. sounded.

I don't know how much time has passed, Jiang Jun only felt the extreme pain and extreme joy in his heart, as if he was in heaven for a while and fell into hell for a while, his whole body seemed to be like a small boat, sinking and floating in the sea Floating, but still unable to reach the shore.

Gently gathering, slowly twisting, wiping and picking again, the ancients' words and sentences are really exquisite.Jiang Jun couldn't help slandering in his heart: I don't have a plucked string instrument here, why do I have to do those superfluous things!

Perhaps it was this moment of trance that was noticed by the man, and his fingers suddenly curled up viciously.

"Wow——!" Unexpectedly, the other party would use such a method, Jiang Jun screamed, white light flashed in front of his eyes, and then he leaned down heavily as if he lost his strength, and raised his head into the man's arms. He gasped for breath.

"Tsk, there are so many." The man glanced at Jiang Jun casually, turned his palms over, and picked up materials on the spot, grabbed Jiang Jun's lapel to wipe his hands.

Xie Yan, who had never been able to vent, finally found an outlet. Jiang Jun let out a long sigh of relief, temporarily ignoring the emotional metaphors of the man's actions.

After a little relief, Jiang Jun propped himself up from the man's arms and sat up.

He didn't move much, but the skirt of his body couldn't stand the toss, half of it fell off with a clatter, and a large piece of snow-white skin was immediately exposed on his shoulders:

The bruises on his head were bruises from the fight just now, and there were two vertical knife wounds on his beautiful collarbone.The blood from the wound had solidified, as if the best suet jade had been turned into a thousand-year-old blood jade by blood stains, and against the blue eyes full of brocade and dense forests this year, it was even more charming like a demon.

With a "tsk", Fifth Master frowned and turned his eyes away unnaturally.

Jiang Jun didn't notice Fifth Master's little move, he just sighed, and looked at the corpses around him, as well as his wounds in a daze. The corners of his eyes were red, but his wet eyes were bright. tight--

Yin Shi is so frenzied and desperate, even if he goes back and tells the truth, it will be futile, and he still has to live in fear.This Beijing... I'm afraid I can't wait any longer.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jun stopped arranging his clothes. He stood up staggeringly, and simply pulled off the only robe on his body that covered his body.

The man behind him was taken aback: "What are you doing?"

"Survive."

Jiang Jun smiled slightly, then walked towards the nearest leader's corpse, and slowly began to strip off his clothes.In a short time he had changed into the killer's black clothes, and the hapless leader of the killer had put on his tattered robes.

"You..." Fifth Master guessed seven or eight points, and raised his eyebrows to look at Jiang Jun.

Jiang Jun smiled, but did not answer.

He only hoped that Yin could believe in these tricks for the time being.

After straightening the killer's clothes and carefully tying the family jade pendant around the waist of the "surrogate for the dead", Jiang Jun clapped his hands and took a breath. After all, the "hand talk" just now cost him too much time. Physical strength, now his body is feeling weak from time to time.

Jiang Jun reluctantly picked up a sword on the ground, supported himself to stand up, spread his hands at Fifth Master, and said, "Hero, I will borrow your fire pocket."

Fifth Master took out the fire folder from his arms and threw it to Jiang Jun.

Jiang Jun thanked him, then turned around, and without hesitation raised his knife and cut off the leader's head, and then flicked the torch in his hand, igniting the fallen leaves around him.

The fallen leaves in the Suijin dense forest are very thick, and it is summer now, the weather is hot and there is a breeze in the dense forest, the fire spread quickly, Jiang Jun looked at the raging fire burning in front of him expressionlessly, and licked Chapped lips.

He sweated a lot, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, and his fingertips were trembling slightly, but Jiang Jun stood firmly in front of the terrifying tongue of flames, without taking a step back.

Billowing black smoke gradually rose from the dense forest, and the corpses of the eighteen men in black were also scorched black by the fire. Their faces were blurred, and it was hard to tell who was who. It was the beautiful jade handed down from Jiang Jun's family, but in the flames, it became more and more beautiful. The more white it burns.

Jiang Jun stood pale in front of the wall of fire, while the fifth master stood quietly behind Jiang Jun, looking at Jiang Jun's back not too far away:

This man was clearly injured, and most of his physical strength was taken away by Yulu wine, so he looked like a sick and weak young man.At this moment, it is like a treasured sword hidden deep in the ground. The edge of the sword is sharpened, and the sword's light soars into the sky like lightning cracks the sky.

"By the way," Jiang Jun suddenly turned around and smiled at him, "I haven't asked for advice yet, my surname is Gao."

Staring at Jiang Jun for a while, Fifth Master said something irrelevant: "You set fire to this place, but your loyal servant has already gone to call rescuers for you. Wouldn't it be sad to see you dead?"

As if he didn't expect this Jiang Hu person to ask this question, Jiang Jun smiled bitterly: "It's not easy for me to protect myself now, and it's better to make a living by myself if he follows me. Being sad is better than dying, isn't it? "

"Really?" The man didn't quite agree, "If you're not here, will there still be a place for him in the general's mansion? These killers can kill you, the master today, so will they keep him?"

"Smoke-free is a smart kid, even if I'm gone, he won't suffer from it."

Jiang Jun clearly remembers: In the plot, after his death, he lived without smoke and tasted courage, a gentleman took revenge, and later became a general in the army. When the Yin family was ransacked, he found out many mistakes and omissions of the Yin family and Yin Zheng, and thoroughly defended Jiang. Jun took revenge.

"There is fate in the future, Wuyan and I will meet each other, it's just father..." Jiang Jun sighed and shook his head: that old general is about to taste the pain of losing his son for no reason.

The man was noncommittal, but stretched out a hand: "My surname is Wei, and I rank fifth in my family."

Jiang Jun looked at his hand for a while, and finally smiled "haha" and stretched out his hand too. With a "pa——" the two clapped their hands heavily, and then clasped their hands tightly.

A dense forest, two men.

Surrounded by raging fire in front of the long pavilion where the morning light was gradually shifting to the west, they met each other and smiled, and they met each other with a smile.

anyway,

Suijin's sudden fire, as well as Jiang Jun, the eldest son of General Zhen Guo's mansion who died in the fire, became the hottest topic of conversation among the people in Beijing this summer.

What people talk about is: General Jiang's graying hair overnight, and the boy who cried desperately in the dense forest despite everyone's obstruction that day, and shed tears of blood.

However, few people mentioned why on the day of Jiang Jun's funeral, in the imperial court and in the Jinluan Hall, why the moody Ninth Five-Year Lord suddenly reprimanded the humerus minister who helped him ascend the throne—Yin Zheng, the imperial censor. He killed several party members of the Yin family in the court.

New dark clouds gathered, as if an iron pot had been thrown upside down over the capital. The oppressive heat in the air forced every pedestrian in the capital to look anxious. The strong wind before the heavy rain swept across the city. Paper yellow money.

The sky is full of dust and paper rolls, a new thunderstorm is approaching in summer night, and the mountain rain is about to come and the wind is full of the building.

The author has something to say: Phew~ let out a long sigh of relief, the fifth brother finally said his name, steady!

Wei Wu: Obviously not stable at all.

Jiang Jun: I treat you like a brother but you want to sleep with me? ▼＿▼