Mountains and seas can be flat

Fang Zheng suddenly had a relatively relaxing dream while being tormented by memories.He saw the long-lost "Lian Feng". "Lian Feng" still looked weak and pale, but he leaned over and kissed Fang Zheng's lips.

People forget many things in their dreams. For example, at this moment Fang Zheng forgets that "Lian Feng" is a disguise, forgets that "Lian Feng" is a piece of Zifeng's skin, and regards "Lian Feng" as the weak and helpless person at the beginning. help children.

Fang Zheng gently pushed "Lian Feng" away, looking at those adoring eyes, Fang Zheng said: "You can't kiss me like this, understand?"

"Lian Feng" rolled his eyes and said, "Brother Zheng, you told me that day that the women in your tribe like a free life. Don't I have freedom?"

Freedom to catch a relative?This kid can really change concepts secretly.

Fang Zheng couldn't laugh or cry: "The premise of freedom is not to make others feel troubled..."

"Lian Feng" suddenly pulled the skin off his face, revealing Zifeng's handsome and profound face.He took off his clothes and outfit, revealing his vigorous and vigorous body, leaned over and rushed to Fang Zheng: "But you obviously like it very much."

In the dream, Fang Zheng forgot the fact that Zifeng did not speak.He was embraced by Zi Feng, and his close body spontaneously recalled the scene of intimacy.This feeling made Fang Zheng feel weak all over, and sighed: "But I dare not admit it, because you are so dangerous."

"I'm dangerous to others, but I'm to you..." Zifeng lowered his head, and the voice between his lips and teeth gradually disappeared.Fang Zheng's consciousness gradually fell into darkness again.

This dream temporarily relieved him from the pain of drowning, but he was soon dragged back to the blazing arena.

Fang Zheng sat in the firelight with his arms folded, and he couldn't close his eyes in his dream.He was stuck there, like being buried in a waist-high swamp, unable to die, alive or alive.

But the strange thing is that from time to time, the scenes in his dreams would change, and he would only dream of Zifeng.Zifeng was like a diligent little mouse, biting small holes in the curtain of his nightmare—of course, it was impossible to distinguish these things in a dream, and the human mind was already very sluggish.

Fang Zheng smelled a fresh fragrance, which floated in from the cracks in those "small holes", which made his mind a little more comfortable, and his body seemed to be gradually regaining consciousness.

In fact, there was indeed a stick of white spice lit on the left table beside Fang Zheng's bed.

Ordinary people can't get in to requisition the courtyard with wooden fences firmly fixed.But that didn't bother Zifeng.

Zifeng is sitting beside Fang Zheng's bed at the moment, the white spice is made of the "Jade Paste" used by Zu Jiang to detoxify, and the master of the country distributes this spice.Any poison and mist in Zu Jiang's territory can be fumigated, and because it is too precious, Zifeng can only spend one piece.At this moment, he lit this piece of jade ointment.If Fang Zheng doesn't wake up, he is ready to take more risks.

Fang Zheng curled up on the bed, maintaining a defensive posture with his arms clasped.It looked like it was cold.Zifeng then hugged Fang Zheng in his arms, with a cherished and gentle expression.Zifeng stared at Fang Zheng, so defenseless, he would not push away brother Zheng, who was so obedient that Zifeng's heart melted into a puddle of water.

After a while, Fang Zheng actually shed two lines of tears in his dream.Wept intermittently.Just like a kitten or puppy that has been abused, Zi Feng's heart aches at the pitiful appearance.At a loss, he wiped Fang Zheng's tears tremblingly.Brother Zheng, who is usually so shrewd and strong, what kind of memories did he have to let go of all the defenses he had when he was sober, and reveal this completely fragile side.

Brother Zheng, your past is a mystery.I have searched hard for a long time, and have used everything I have to investigate thoroughly.But nothing.I originally thought that Zu Jiang's intelligence network could be found out, but it was still blank.You are like a being out of this world.

Zifeng put his arms around Fang Zheng, as if worried that he would disappear suddenly.He held Fang Zheng's hand and found that Fang Zheng's fingers were constantly flexing and stretching.It was a good sign that the spice was working to restore him.Zifeng touched Fang Zheng's forehead lightly, and lay down carefully with his arms around him. He was going to stay with Fang Zheng until he woke up.

Wait for Fang Zheng to be fine.A ruthless look flashed in Zifeng's eyes; those women who dared to use psychedelic incense...as long as the Lord of the Kingdom knows, they can't bear it and walk away.

But Brother Zheng, he must be more willing to do it himself, and then wait until he wakes up to worry about it.

After another half day, the piece of jade paste that Zifeng brought had burned more than half.Fang Zheng's breathing finally calmed down, and he stopped crying.On the pillow and on Zifeng's arms, there were dried tears all over.Fang Zheng seemed to have shed all the tears in his life in his dream.He also hugged Zifeng's arm repeatedly, crying: "Don't go." Zifeng also combed his hair patiently, comforting in his heart over and over again: I won't leave, I'll be right here.

After about half a day, Zifeng fed Fang Zheng water and meat soup.Not long after the jade paste was burned, Fang Zheng finally opened his eyes from the hallucinogenic dream.

He wasn't trapped inside, he was rescued.Following the fragrance, he traveled all the way up from the deep place, and finally caught the light of the sky.

Zifeng's heart, which had been hanging for a long time, finally settled down again. He leaned beside Fang Zheng's bed with concern, watching him with a pair of dark eyes full of tenderness.Fang Zheng was a little dazed, but the smell of freshly burned fragrance in the air was still strong, he was taken aback by Zifeng's hand, and his hoarse voice from crying startled him.

"Why... I am..."

Only then did Fang Zheng remember intermittently, the hot forehead, the numerous nightmares, the struggle of being trapped... I must have been poisoned, and now he has been cured again?Was it Zifeng who saved him?Fang Zheng caught a glimpse of the ashes of the lingering fragrance on the bedside, and the smell was like the fragrance in a dream.

"What is this? The antidote?" Fang Zheng hadn't seen Zifeng for a long time. Although he had just sobered up, his mind immediately remembered what Liu Yun had said.

Zifeng nodded, and carefully wrapped up the ashes.Judging from Zifeng's actions, Fang Zheng reckoned that the antidote was not cheap.

"Thank you for saving me." Fang Zheng said to Zifeng seriously.Fang Zheng is a person who knows how to repay his kindness.Even if Zifeng has plans for him, people are not born to owe others.Fang Zheng would naturally be grateful for the real help.It would be even better if he could try his best to ignore the tenderness and hotness in Zifeng's eyes.

"Liu Yun said, you can actually talk." Fang Zheng sighed, and asked Zifeng: "Since you have saved me these few times, you must have an explanation. Can you tell me?"

It was not easy for Fang Zheng to communicate in such a friendly voice.Now Fang Zheng is no longer willing to suspect that Zifeng is "cheating his trust" again, but the ins and outs of this matter must be clarified by Zifeng himself, so that Fang Zheng can fully trust him.

Zifeng shook his head.Fang Zheng felt frustrated and slightly angry again.

"You're like this, I can't know what you want—what do you—"

However, Zifeng replaced words with practical actions. He pushed Fang Zheng back to the head of the bed, which was a very precise body language expressing "what exactly do you want".

Fang Zheng was so angry that the scenes in the dream reappeared in an instant, and he didn't know if his feelings were not stable just after waking up. Fang Zheng was angry and anxious: "Talk to me, Lian Zifeng. What happened in the dream You can say it."

Zifeng quickly wrote on Fang Zheng's body, which means that the form of communication has not been cut off.But at this moment, it seems that Fang Zheng can't recognize those words.Fang Zheng felt that Zifeng chose the latter between explaining clearly or killing time.Perhaps that was Zifeng's priority.Anyway, I don't know for a while, so I might as well do something else.

Fang Zheng thought to himself, the so-called lustful nature, people like Zifeng have survived in the jungle law of the jungle since childhood.Every meal is full, which is what happened in the past few years.Therefore, I can't understand Fang Zheng's eagerness to figure out the whole story.Whenever possible, satisfy the lower needs first.

Fang Zheng hadn't recovered all his strength, he had just recovered from a serious illness, and he didn't know why his voice was so hoarse.Recalling the experience in the dream, I was a little worried, and asked Zifeng hoarsely: "Don't—did I say something in the dream just now?"

Zifeng looked straight at Fang Zheng, and nodded slowly.Fang Zheng's heart sank suddenly, because he saw a clear trace of pity in Zifeng's eyes.

Fang Zheng was hit head-on with a dull drumstick.He suddenly bled to the top of his head, like a hedgehog whose thorns had been stripped off, revealing the panicked white belly inside.He trembled and asked, "What did I say?"

Zifeng didn't answer.Fang Zheng's mood became more and more broken, and he wanted to push Zifeng away.But at this moment, his strength has not fully recovered, and he can't even use the golden bell cover.

But this time the meaning is different.Fang Zheng spoke incoherently, shook his head and said, "Don't—don't get so close—" Fang Zheng's hysterical passive appearance made Zifeng's eyes glow red, intertwined with pity.Fang Zheng didn't dare to look into Zifeng's eyes, there was the fragile state he was forced to show, and the emotions affected by the memories he didn't want to be exposed to the sun.

What makes Fang Zheng even more devastated is that before Zifeng...but now it not only stops here, but also enters his heart.His heart does not have any martial arts protection, it is so fragile.But Zifeng saw his appearance in his dream and heard what he said.

Seeing that Zifeng opened his mouth to speak, Fang Zheng seemed to have a lot to say to Zheng Zheng, and the compassion and concern in his eyes were very sincere.Can't say it.

Zifeng frowned, his expression was also very tangled, he could not comfort Fang Zheng with words.Zifeng simply leaned forward, Fang Zheng's mind went blank and he was almost suffocated.That does seem to have a little effect - if the attention is occupied, one can temporarily not think about anything.

"Don't come into my heart—" Fang Zheng couldn't tell whether it was reality or an illusion.His heart also became a clam shell that was pried open.There is a kind of clam shell called spiny clam, which is an ancient creature.There are dense spikes on the shell surface.But inside it was soft like him.He was completely exposed, and his heart seemed to be strangled by an invisible thread.Zifeng relieved his pain, but made the pain in his heart worse.

What is it like?Fang Zheng is like an oxygen-deficient fish. The only dry lake is filled with Zifeng's breath and Zifeng's smell, which are deeply engraved into Fang Zheng's subconscious time and time again.In the countless days and nights to come, as long as he thinks of this taste, the string in his heart will be tightened even more, deeply cutting his nerves.

At that time, he didn't know that if he really fell in love with someone, it would be easy to feel pain.Love is the greatest thing in this world.Because true "love" is not easy to achieve, there are too many happy emotions that are self-satisfied in the name of "love".But that's like floating clouds of smoke, true love is as deep as the sea, but it's hard to see it under thousands of feet...

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Fang Zheng lay in the room for another two days to rest and recover. In the past two days, the dog seal called this "brother" several times outside the yard, but he didn't hear the sound once.They thought that Fang Zheng was not there, but their dogs could smell Fang Zheng and another person inside, but they couldn't understand human language, so they couldn't make their owners understand.

Once, when the dog sealer called "Brother Fang Zheng" outside, the dogs shrank back as if they were all frightened.Because they sensed a fierce killing intent suddenly emanating from the courtyard, just like the beast king driving away other animals that strayed into the territory by mistake.They hurriedly tugged at the edge of their master's trousers, reminding them to leave quickly.As a result, the big-hearted dog sealer thought that these dogs were hungry.

But the dogs couldn't smell more breath. For example, after Zifeng heard the movement outside, his face darkened and Fang Zheng couldn't complete his speech.Fang Zheng lay on his back, gasped and said helplessly: "It's okay... If you want to? Can I call you brother? Can I call you ancestor? What are you fussing about with some idiots..."

But Zifeng seemed to be brooding over it. He had been obsessed with the matter of "brother can only be called by him alone" for a long time, which also made the battle line spread extremely long.

When Fang Zheng finally "rested and recuperated", before he had time to settle accounts with those Zu Jiang women, the date of the Yao Banquet arrived.Fang Zheng doesn't mind solving them together when the time comes.

The backers of these Zu Jiang women, Fang Zheng has already investigated, are Tu Shanyue and Gao Xinxing, the commanders of the Kunlun North and South Army.They are the most able to carry out the existence of Zu Jiang women's toughness, and they are backed by the noble clan.They fought like she-wolves to protect their family honor from anyone insulting them.

Fang Zheng and them formed a big bond, the dogs and horses of these families spread all over Zu Jiang, penetrating into every corner.These days, it is their personnel who are targeting Fang Zheng.

The grand celebration of "Women's Country" every ten years, the grand banquet that best represents their country's system and customs, unfolded a colorful picture in front of Fang Zheng's eyes.If life is a long river, this section must be a magnificent and swift current.