Jade blood gun

The crumbling thatched huts were left behind in unknown years and months, but they still survived in this war-torn era.It's just that no one has set foot here for a long time, and the weeds are growing wildly. If Zhang Yan hadn't pointed it out to her, she wouldn't even be able to see the mountain road.

Zhang Yan told her a few words, then stuffed a water bag into her hand, and then called the soldiers to scattered around, guarding all the up and down passages of this mountain road.

The shed, which seems to be able to be blown away by a gust of wind, has walls and doors, which are ventilated and opaque.The dead grass on the top was pulled out a thin crack, revealing the neat bamboo beams inside.A ray of skylight dimly illuminated a small room without a single bed, only piles of grass, on which Zhao Yun was lying.

According to Zhang Yan, after leaving Gongsun Zan's barracks, Zhao Yun followed the mountain exploration team to search the mountains to find Wang Wu, even without saying a word for a whole day.With a sullen face, he didn't mention where the injury on his body came from, and he didn't even mention the ambush in the mountain forest, except for the few words on the Julu battlefield that day, he didn't mention it anymore.

However, when soldiers from all sides were dispatched to report back every day, Zhao Yun appeared beside Zhang Yan very punctually, rain or shine, day and night.Zhang Yan took advantage of this time to find a military doctor, but he only had time to wrap up his wound in a hurry, often before the medicine was ready, he was gone.

This time, a soldier reported that he found a short arrow near this mountain road, which looked very much like Wang Wu's arm crossbow with arrows.Knowing that Zhao Yun couldn't be stopped, Zhang Yan finally forced him to drink a bowl of medicine, and rushed over with him personally.

Not long after, they found a second short arrow three miles south of the mountain road.

Zhang Yan became suspicious, fearing that it was Cao Jun's deliberate design to trap them in, so he called back all the scattered soldiers, twisted them into a group and slowly explored.Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun seemed to have lost all his calm and self-control all of a sudden, and rushed to the front regardless.

Zhang Yan knew very well that his physical strength and energy had actually reached the limit, so he had no choice but to sneak up on him, knocking him unconscious and throwing him here.

His black hair was loose and his face was dusty.

The handsome and heroic face in the past has lost a lot of weight, and the original eyebrows and eyes have become more angular.

The sun-like young general has lost all his dazzling grace, like an ancient sword that has been passed down for thousands of years, with a sharp and introverted look in the vastness, but awe-inspiring, more direct and indescribable awe-inspiring look.

But at this moment, there was an abnormal flush on his pale face.

When I was in Cao Ying, I heard some things, saw some things, which were obviously irrelevant, and I would turn several corners in my heart and think of him.But now this person who has been turning around in her heart countless times and recited countless times is in front of her eyes, Wang Wu suddenly has a feeling of being close to home.I want to get closer, but I dare not step forward to take a closer look, I want to touch those imposing eyebrows, but I dare not reach out.Tears fell down without warning, and his eyes were instantly blurred.

Zhao Yun's eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was worrying and thinking in his sleep, and he never calmed down for a moment.

Wang Wu closed her eyes, wiped the tears on her face with her backhand, closed the door, walked slowly to Zhao Yun's side, and knelt down.

The temperature on Zhao Yun's cheeks and forehead was obviously high, and when he touched Wang Wu's cool hand, he trembled unconsciously, moved his lips, and uttered a vague dream.

"Ah Wu..."

"I'm here," Wang Wu put the broken hair on his forehead behind his ears, and whispered softly as if coaxing a child, "Zilong, I'm here..." His fingertips brushed the extremely familiar eyebrows and eyes , Her eyes were sore again.

Zhao Yun's lips pursed, his throat moved slightly, but his eyes that slowly opened were full of bewilderment.Looking at Wang Wu, it seems that she didn't see Wang Wu at all, without focus, as if she was still asleep.

Wang Wu looked at his chapped lips and sighed softly.I have a fever, but I don't know how long I haven't had a good drink of water, and the fever is so dizzy, how can I feel better.

After all, Zhang Yan is a rough man, marching and fighting, eating and sleeping in the open, he is used to gritting his teeth when he has any injury or illness, relying on his good health, he will bear it.Those military doctors can't do anything about Zhao Yun, God knows how long he has been burned!

Wang Wu clearly remembered that in the mountains that night, Zhao Yun had developed a low-grade fever and was unconscious.

Seeing Zhao Yun closing his eyes again in a daze, Wang Wu gently rubbed the tip of his wrinkled brow, unplugged the water bag and drank a small amount of water, and rested his chin with one hand, the watery water chestnut Lips were lightly printed on his lips.

Just like that day at the Zheng family's banquet, four lips met, and the water swamped darkly.But it's not as shy and uncontrollable as that day at the banquet, with a heart like a drum beating.

I don't know if there is a precedent to follow, or Zhao Yun's eyes are closed at this time, unable to see the shock and panic caused by the magnified shadow in his eyes, or it is quiet around here, no one disturbs, this extremely intimate posture, Wang Wu did it very naturally.

For so long, the anxiety and anxiety, Cao Cao's dagger hanging on the top, and Guo Jia's unfathomable depth, seemed to disappear at this moment like a mist in the morning.

The seemingly endless longing, the concern that lingers in my heart all the time, are all released at this moment, turning into a tender feeling in my heart, clear and clear, no longer allowing her to talk about him, no more An excuse to escape and cover up.

A pair of powerful palms suddenly clasped the back of her head, and Wang Wu's lips and teeth, which were half saliva, were suddenly pried open, stirring and gnawing indiscriminately, like a sudden gust of wind and rain, instantly depriving her of all oxygen, There is almost no room for breathing.

Only half of the water was crossed, and the other half almost choked the intake pipe.Wang Wu was almost suffocated, she stared subconsciously, and reached out her hand to Zhao Yun's upturned chest.

Zhao Yun's movements paused, and he let go of the hand holding Wang Wu's head, and looked at her blankly with a bit of bewilderment in his dignified brows and eyes.

Wang Wu only felt a burst of burning heat on her face, and her palm was pressed against his chest, and the rapid and powerful heartbeat hit her palm, which made her feel inexplicably at ease.

"Ah Wu..." Zhao Yun's voice was still like a dream, hoarse and misty, and a little uncertain, with a slight rise in the end, as if he was trying to prove something carefully.It was also like a lost child in a rainy day, with eyes dazzled by crying, looking for a familiar figure.

Wang Wu's heart suddenly softened.

With a long sigh of relief, the stiff body that was startled just now gradually relaxed, looking at his own shadow in his eyes, Wang Wu lightly pursed her lips, said "um" as a response, and smiled at him again, unfolding Arms, half hugging, half supporting his back, beckoning him to lie down slowly.

However, before she had time to stabilize her hand and the smile was still on the corner of her lips, Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly darkened.

The next moment, she only felt a sudden lightness in her body, and the scene in front of her suddenly turned around, making her dizzy for a while.Somehow, he had already laid down on the haystack.

Without waiting for her to react, Zhao Yun's kiss swept over like an earth-shaking one.

The young general, who has always been calm and self-sustaining, is now insane, and his clarity is no longer there.But it seemed that he had finally let go of the thoughts that had been suppressed for an unknown amount of time, wanton and crazy.

Zhao Yun didn't know much about the relationship between men and women, and between his lips and tongue, he went on a rampage, all relying on a rush of blood, relying on a man's intuition, unscrupulously brushing over Wang Wu's lips, cheeks, eyebrows, and then Back to lips.Grinding, biting, kissing and sucking, going back and forth in various ways, young and clumsy, without the slightest skill at all, as if wishing to hold her in his mouth and swallow her into his belly.

One hand was clasped behind her head, while the other was around her waist, groping back and forth along her back like a master without a teacher, like scouts scouting the way in front of the battle, overcoming thorns and thorns to clear the way for the rear army.

A strange tingling sensation appeared at the bottom of the spine out of thin air, like a feather, brushing over the tip of the heart as if there was nothing, itching slightly but not scratchable, slightly prickly but not caressing, Wang Wu couldn't help but slap lightly trembling.

There was also a scorching hot touch that almost burned her whole body.

Swords are on the verge of breaking out, and soldiers are approaching the city.

Wang Wu twisted vigorously under Zhao Yun's body, her face turned pale.

She knew exactly what was going to happen next.

But it seems unclear.

As a modern adult with Internet experience, physiology class, mature mind, and open mind, although Wang Wu has never been on the scene with real guns, she always feels that she understands this matter very well and is very open-minded.

The process, and even the feeling, can be imagined and empathized with through movies, TV, and even countless precise, subtle, or unrestrained, word-for-word works.

And now she has a deep understanding of what it means to talk on paper!

Understanding and meeting are two different things!

It has nothing to do with seeing openly and letting go!

Because Wang Wu was supporting Zhao Yun's back just now, Wang Wu's hands were encircling Zhao Yun's waist, and she could clearly feel the man's well-defined back muscles under his fingertips tense with his movements, which made her suddenly think of animals. The running leopard on the grassland in the world.The posture is vigorous and elegant, and every movement and every stretch is full of powerful strength that can be triggered at the touch of a button.

Zhao Yun's eyes were as black as night, but there was a ball of fire jumping in the mist, like mist lingering, and water shining brightly, bottomless.He tilted his head slightly, let go of Wang Wu's wet lips, and buried his head into her fair neck.The hot cheeks were almost greedily attached to Wang Wu's skin, and she could even clearly feel the hot breath he exhaled on her neck, and the tumbling throbbing under her body became more and more obvious.

"Ah Wu... Ah Wu..."

Amid the eager panting, the voice that could clear the piercing clouds suppressed one after another low-pitched murmurs.The man whose color remained unchanged after Mount Tai collapsed was like a lost child at this moment, at a loss as to what to do, he wholeheartedly burrowed into Wang Wu's arms.

A pair of hands with a bow and a gun, now they are wearing a skirt and a belt, traveling over mountains and ridges, and marching long distances, holding the soft and delicate snow-capped mountains and jade peaks.

Wang Wu didn't wear heart clothes, and there was nothing under the middle clothes.She had never paid attention to the thin calluses on his hands so clearly before, she took a breath of cold air, and a whimper escaped from her throat, like a newborn kitten meowing softly.

Zhao Yun, who was at a loss, seemed to be encouraged, and lowered his head on the snow-capped mountain to urge several sweet and cold plum blossoms to bloom.

The skirts were spread out, or from the shoulders, or from the waist, one by one, the skin suddenly came into contact with the air, even though it was midsummer, it could not help but arouse a layer of trembling.

Zhao Yun's figure is extremely well-proportioned. Although he has lost a lot of weight, he is skinny, with a narrow waist, broad shoulders and strong arms. When the arms are pulled together a little, Wang Wu is wrapped in his arms.

The undulating muscles form a graceful line at the waist and shoulders, gathered into a shallow waist.Wang Wu moved her hand a little, and the clothes fell off his back completely.Under the exposed waist ribs, several circles of white cloth are wrapped in layers, and a dark scar winds from the back between the white cloths.

"Your injury..." Wang Wu raised her head, her voice was broken and she couldn't make a sentence.

If I don't want to, the time is not good!

Wang Wu took a few deep breaths, forced herself to calm down, and exerted a little force on her hands, trying to push Zhao Yun away.

At the same time, Zhao Yun, who struggled for a long time with Wang Wu's specially sewn trousers, finally found a way to conquer the city gate.

When the most sensitive place feels cold, the last layer of defense is lost!

Zhao Yun broke in like this.

A dignified major general, fearless of the enemy, charges head-on, fights hard, abandons tricks and detours, and shows off his martial arts!

The unfinished words turned into a muffled groan, Wang Wu frowned fiercely, bit her lips tightly, cold sweat broke out all over her body in an instant, her hands involuntarily gathered, and grabbed Zhao Yun's neck.

Zhao Yun buried his head next to her neck, his heart beating rapidly like a battle drum, his body was like obeying a military order, and without stopping, he immediately started galloping his horse, charging to open up the frontier and expand the territory.

Wang Wu stretched her body, took a deep breath, and scratched a few fine marks on his shoulder with her fingertips.

Zhao Yun's shoulders and back were covered with fine sweat, and Wang Wu's fingers slid across it, but all of a sudden they touched the wrapping cloth that was so hard that his hands squeaked.He was grabbed and climbed repeatedly by her, and it slipped off Zhao Yun's shoulder and landed in front of her eyes.

Lowering his eyes slightly, he saw a brightly colored brocade girdle.I don't know when or where it fell out, one end landed on her body, and the other end rested on Zhao Yun's back.

This is... the curly girdle she used as a stirrup on her first ride...

After handing it over to Zhao Yun, Wang Wu once saw him again in Xindu City. At that time, he only used it as a reference to study this cross-age product.

It turned out that he had been carrying it with him...

Wang Wu's heart softened suddenly, and her tense and stiff body gradually relaxed.Loosening the teeth that clenched her lips, he let him clasp his waist, slowly opening the deepest and most secret place in her body.

The sudden pain seemed to have subsided.

The Art of War says: "It's as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as aggressive as fire, as moving as thunder."

General Zhao went on an expedition on the battlefield, sweeping with silver spears, and charged into battle.

The sound is like a huge thunder, the momentum is like a galloping horse, like a startled dragon going out to sea, playing with a phoenix on the top of a mountain.For example, water accumulates in a stream of thousands of feet, and Bengyu Mountain is in a precipitous cliff.Galloping thousands of miles and powerful, its momentum is unstoppable, and its strength is unrivaled.

Wang Wu's forehead was dripping with sweat soon, her body was sore and swollen, but it was so hot that she was almost on fire, and she didn't feel the coolness in the air just now.

***

Wang Wu didn't know if she had passed out or not, she only remembered that she seemed to have fought a tough battle, she was so exhausted that she fell asleep.

But I don't know how long I slept.

When he opened his eyes, he was facing a pair of clear eyes, which seemed to hide all the light of the world. The extremely familiar eyebrows and extremely gentle smile set off the much thinner and clear-cut cheek contours, making him extremely comfortable and energetic.

There is still that pile of dry grass under him, and the walls in front of him are empty, but the ray of skylight has disappeared, only a little light like a bean lamp, dancing in the corner far away.

In Wang Wu's mind, there was a moment of confusion as if it was a world away.

But then, she suddenly remembered that Zhang Yan was still waiting outside the door, and she couldn't help feeling excited, and sat up suddenly: "It's broken, Zhang Yan..." However, her body was sore and swollen, and her hands and feet were heavy.Not to mention sitting up, just moved a little, the waist was so sore, snorted, and lay down again without even turning over.

"It's okay, I'm here." Zhao Yun lay side by side with her, wrapped his arms around her, pulled her into his arms, patted her lightly, and whispered in her ear, "I've seen Brother Feiyan , he leads his own people to guard outside, you can rest at ease for a night, and we will talk about everything tomorrow."

At this time, the general who was fighting heartily and vividly changed back to his calm and mountain-like appearance, with a smile in his calm eyes, and his face was still slightly red, but he was no longer so fragile and helpless. He just patted the king. The charming gesture seemed a little strange and awkward.

Both of them were wearing middle clothes, and Wang Wu's body was dry and refreshing, without any vague feeling of sticky sweat stains in memory.But the heat of the whole body like a stove, the arms around the body, the powerful heartbeat coming from the chest against the side of the face, familiar and vivid, and some memory scenes that seem to be far away like dreams, but thinking about it will make you blush and heartbeat All the scenes are hooked up.

Wang Wu closed her eyes and let out a muffled "hmm", the dizziness on her face crept up to her ears.

The cloth strips under Zhao Yun's ribs seemed to be thicker than before, and the two of them were stuck together, clearly separated in the middle.Wang Wu thought of the injuries on his body, and also of the fierce "battle" just now, quickly opened her eyes, looked down, but only saw the white and clean shirt, without the slightest clue.

Wang Wu frowned, and reached out to touch the cloth strip.It's not an illusion, it is indeed thicker than before, from the ribs to the waist, around the shoulders, back and forth, it seems that there are many layers.

Zhao Yun grabbed her hands up and down, his chest trembled slightly when he spoke, and before she could ask, he said, "It's okay, the wound has healed up long ago. The arrowhead rubbed against the ribs, so the wound didn't reach the bone, so naturally it healed quickly." .”

In fact, after he was injured, he never had a good rest. First, Xingchen rushed on the road, then fought on the battlefield, and then Gongsun Zan turned his face.In addition, there is no news from Wang Wu, so he can't care about anything, and the wound that has been bandaged hastily has not recovered well.

But naturally he would not tell Wang Wu the truth.

Wang Wu raised her eyebrows.If this was said when she first came to this era, she might still believe it.But now, she can be regarded as someone who has seen some scenes, so how can she be so easy to deceive?

Besides, not to mention that she had seen the blood gushing from the wound with her own eyes, if it was really just an ordinary flesh wound, how could it have been so long without wrapping it in cloth?

Seeing Wang Wu's expression of disbelief, Zhao Yun froze slightly, and simply grabbed her hand and placed it on his forehead: "Look, I'm sweating all over, and I'm fine." He moved his body again, and pointed at her. The white cloth tied under the ribs: "The wound hasn't burst from such a big movement, it can be seen that everything is healed, don't worry..."

As the saying goes, too much is too late.Wang Wu didn't expect him to tell the truth at first, just look at the strength in his waist... At least the wound won't cause any irreversible damage to the muscles and bones, and at most she will stare at him and follow the military doctor's instructions to rest and recuperate. up.

But when he heard him say "sweating all over", Wang Wu suddenly realized how he was sweating.Before she blinked, she thought of the strength in his waist, and she just thought about the degree of recovery of the wound, but when he said that, she suddenly thought that she was defeated by that strength...

Wang Wu's thoughts turned quickly, her face was so red that she almost couldn't lift her head, but who knew that there was another sentence "such a big move" below him?

Looking at the handsome face in front of her with an innocent expression of wanting to prove her innocence, Wang Wu was at a loss for words for a moment, she didn't know whether it was anger or shame, she just blushed and gave him a hard look, taking advantage of the time when he pointed to the gauze to express his innocence , withdrew his hand and struggled hard, turned over, leaving a back for him.

When I said it, I wanted to dispel Wang Wu's worries, and I was confident and confident. However, although this was the first time in Zhao Yun's life, I said it smoothly, and when I saw Wang Wu's reaction after the words came out, I couldn't imagine it. What's the meaning behind it?

This is typical of talking too much.

The blood on Zhao Yun's face was also very good, and he was so guilty that he coughed dryly: "Ahem... that... Ah Wu, I didn't mean that..."

Wang Wu's back was tightly pressed against Zhao Yun's chest, and the body temperature was transmitted through the jacket, and every vibration was very clear.Although his face was flushed, an inexplicable joy floated in his heart.He couldn't tell, but the corners of his lips raised slightly uncontrollably.Turning around involuntarily, he glanced at him again: "Then tell me, what do you mean?"

The voice is lazy, the ending is slightly raised, and the corners of the eyebrows and eyes are still red, which seems a bit coquettish.

She faced Zhao Yun half sideways, the large middle coat hung down along the tall and straight figure of the girl, outlining the undulating curves of early growth, a small half of her long black hair was spread on her thin and slender shoulders, and there were a few strands Peeking in from the neckline of the neckline, one or two charming red marks are looming on the white skin like porcelain.Her black hair was like a waterfall, her eyes flickered, half ashamed, half worried, her eyebrows and eyes were still childish but still had a lingering charm, her eyes were charming and charming, and her melodious voice made the charm that had just disappeared in the room become more intense.

As if the deepest part of my heart was also touched by that strand of soft hair, Zhao Yun put his hand on Wang Wu's waist, folded his arms, and his fiery lips fell on her forehead.

Wang Wu subconsciously closed her eyes, the soft touch, and Zhao Yun's warm breath stayed on her forehead for a long time, as if staying in her heart.

Wang Wu hooked the corners of her lips, and took the initiative to spread her arms around his waist tightly.

"The cloud should stand in the world, and it must not be negative."

The author has something to say: So what~ the period of crackdown, so be it~

Xiao Zhao is injured and sad, but as a mother, she is swollen~ the compensation given is still in place~