Huang Shuang

"Since so many elders have tried their best to let us go to Luoyang, at least we are descendants, and we didn't disobey their intentions." Zhang Yang thought for a long time and made a decision.

"Just in time, when I went to Xichuan, I sent an order for my people to go to Hongshi Lane to decorate it. The few cinnabar plums I had people move in the corner of the courtyard this season are probably about to bloom. After running around for half a year, it will take Take a good rest for a while." At this moment, Jing Jian groaned and was reluctant to move his mouth.

This side made up their minds and decided to leave, but Luoyang over there was even more anxious than them.

"Tell me, will they come when they are all so angry?" Fanghua is gone, but the charm is still there. The person there "speaks softly to you"

"Of course, you don't have to worry too much. Sister Shuang's child is not so fragile that she can't even bear the truth." Although the truth is really nothing, Zhou Wenyan thought to himself.

"That's right, let's see them." Zhan Xi sighed, very worried.

Zhang Yang and his party hurriedly left Changhe for Luoyang. They had their own concerns along the way, and before they knew it, they were less than two or three miles away from Luoyang, but the last two or three miles were full of dangers. The next four or five waves of killers ambushes and sneak attacks, and they often encounter the next wave before they get rid of it completely. Fortunately, Jing Jian kept recruiting people from the Jing family along the way, otherwise I don’t know if they are alive or not. Luoyang City Gate.

After cleaning up, they set up camp outside the city gate. They had already locked up the gate by the late hour, and they no longer had the extra energy to sneak in. The wooden wheelchair of Jingjian was also damaged in the attack, and now it is being carried by Mahua. Bloody.

"Fortunately, I only lost a pair of legs. If the loss was spiritual power, I would not be able to escape today anyway." Ma Hua put him beside Zhang Yang and went to get him water. Looking at his blood-stained sleeves and frowning, he couldn't help being happy.

Zhang Yang took the time to glance at him, he was covered in blood and smelled like he crawled out of a mass grave, he was more than 01:30 more embarrassed than the blood stains on his body, after thinking about it, I couldn't help it, go talk His belt, trying to change his coat.

Jing Jian grabbed him with a smile, "Hey, the words of a gentleman are like Huai'an. I have never forgotten what my incompetent brother-in-law said to you. You are so sorry for my brother-in-law that you are stripping my clothes in broad daylight."

"I know what I look like best. Brother Wang Mo was probably trying to make you happy at that time. You can still use those old things to talk about it." Eight cents were used to untie the accessories on his belt and the drawstrings that had been tied in countless knots.

"Oh, it's been so many years, why haven't you cured your cleanliness problem?" Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, Jing Jian didn't waste his words anymore, and just lay down on the spot, admiring his young master's livid picture with his pillow on his arm. Face to undress yourself.

In the distance, Xiao Zhun was about to deliver two big pancakes to them, when he saw his own younger brother push the young master to the ground, tearing his clothes with both hands.

Xiao Zhun wandered around the romantic places all the year round, saw a lot of bridges under the flowers before the moon, and was so shocked that he couldn't even speak for a while, the hand holding the big sesame cake trembled uncontrollably, his face was blue and white, as if he had seen a ghost Li Yunnuan saw him standing there in a daze, motionless. The fire that was picked up by the assassin just now came up and kicked on the bend of his left leg. Kneeling on the ground, he managed to bring his mind back a little bit, ignoring Li Yunnuan's idiot-like eyes, pulling his sleeves and pointing tremblingly at those two people, a love-hate parting folk story has already appeared in his mind. story book.

"What's the matter, the fight has made you stupid, and you can't even recognize Mr. Zhang and Mr. Jing?" Although Li Yunnuan has always been at odds with her young master, she usually doesn't care about some of his obvious bad brains. Behavior, it is absolutely impossible to commit such a crime, and now I am really dizzy with anger.

"No, of course I know who they are. I mean that the two of them have that kind of relationship, and they have been hiding it from me." If I had known that these two people still had this kind of entanglement, eight years ago no matter what Even if you risk your life, you can't do such a thing of beating mandarin ducks.

"What are you thinking about in your mind every day?" Li Yunnuan wished he could immediately draw his sword and cut off his head. "Go and see what they are doing."

Li Yunnuan pushed him over, Xiao Zhun hadn't recovered from the fright, and in the blink of an eye, he saw that the two had stopped what they were doing and turned to look at him, Zhang Yang was still holding Jing Jian With a plop on his sleeve, Xiao Zhun knelt down.

Li Yunnuan, who was watching him from a distance, twitched. If it wasn't for this insane thing being his master, he would really swear to God that he would not let him live beyond three breaths.

Zhang Yang looked at him silently, he didn't understand what he was doing, but he didn't forget to drag Jing Jian and take a step to the side, getting out of his way.

"Is there something Ziyao wants to discuss?" Zhang Yang asked tentatively.

"No..." Xiao Zhun murmured, and Li Yunnuan was so angry that he almost wanted to kick him again, "No, that, I saw that you haven't come here, so I brought you some biscuits." Just in time to avoid a punch and kick Xiao Zhun quickly confessed his original intention

"Thank you for your hard work, bring it here." Zhang Yang temporarily gave up changing his clothes, and stretched out his hand to Xiao Zhun. Although this person usually does not have a good style, he is still very considerate in taking care of others. He has practiced in Xiangyun for so many years. If it weren't for this person, I might have passed out several times due to hunger.

Xiao Zhun obviously hasn't recovered from the inexplicable and ambiguous relationship between his life-and-death friends and life-and-death friends for many years. Zhang Yang basically didn't respond when he talked to him, and he was still kneeling He stared blankly at the two people on the ground.

Zhang Yang looked at him motionless, his expression was unpredictable, he was not sure whether he should go to help him up first, but Li Yunnuan couldn't stand it any longer, so he grabbed his sleeve and lifted him up rudely. When he got up, Xiao Zhun couldn't stand on his feet, staggered, and almost knelt down again, Li Yunnuan's face turned green.

Xiao Zhun helped him in time, barely stopped, only to realize that he intended to deliver food to them. He ran away without turning his head, Li Yunnuan couldn't really leave him no matter what, so he could only chase after him with a livid face, Zhang Yang and Jingjian looked at each other and couldn't understand what was going on.