fall into enemy hands

The two recuperated in the ghost town for a few days, and with Zhan Feng's close support, Xia Fan walked around the ghost town recklessly as if venting his anger on purpose.

I didn't come across anything that should be touched or should not be touched.

Zhan Feng bought another small carriage, and the two finally embarked on the journey again.

Get down to the road.

Xia Fan followed Zhan Feng and sat outside the carriage. There were endless mountains. At sunset, the mountains one after another showed a purple color, which was fiery red.

Xia Fan stared intently, "It's so beautiful!"

Zhan Feng followed him and smiled, "There are more beautiful ones."

Xia Fan turned his head and looked at Zhan Feng with bright eyes, "I like everything in this world so much."

Even if it is painful, you will feel the kind of liking that does not taste like pain.

Xia Fan's vitality and curiosity are exuberant.

In the past two months with Zhan Feng, he has grown a lot, and his demeanor is not as innocent as a child at the beginning; three points of childishness have faded, and three points of calmness have faded.

Zhan Feng caught a glimpse of his waist from the corner of his eye, "How is your dagger practice recently?"

Xia Fan blinked, "Huh? I..." Where did I remember about martial arts?

Zhan Feng held the rein with his left hand, "Come and make gestures."

Xia Fan narrowed his eyes and looked around suspiciously, "Is it right here? It's not too convenient..."

Before he finished speaking, Xia Fan, who was casually looking around, suddenly pulled out his dagger, turned around and quickly stabbed like Zhan Feng, "That's right! Ha!"

Zhan Feng easily dodged his sudden attack with a sway, and blocked his next move with his right hand. His tone sounded cheerful, and he didn't look like he was fighting at all. "It's a lot more cunning."

Xia Fan didn't succeed with a stab or a stroke. Zhan Feng leisurely accepted the move, and he was not discouraged. The other hand was bare-handed and hit Zhan Feng's right face. Zhan Feng avoided it deftly and grabbed Xia Fan with his right hand. With a slight twist of Fan's wrist, the dagger in Xia Fan's hand was about to fall. He flipped his hand and threw the dagger upwards, and immediately raised his free hand to catch it. Zhan Feng took advantage of this moment to move inward. , brought Xia Fan forward and squatted down inertially, with a big hand and backhand, Xia Fan was hugged by the waist and onto his lap. This only happened in the blink of an eye, so after Zhan Feng finished this series, he still had more time to catch it. A dagger that fell from the sky.

Xia Fan was dumbfounded, he moved so fast, he didn't even know how he ran onto Zhan Feng, but just as he sat down and saw clearly, he saw the dagger in Zhan Feng's hand, which was glowing with a sharp knife, lying in front of his eyes .

Xia Fan: "..."

Zhan Feng pursed his lips and shook the dagger, "Take it, come again."

again? !

Xia Fan quickly waved his hand, "No, no, come, I can't beat you!"

Zhan Feng was noncommittal, "I never asked you to hit me."

That's true...but...

"If you hadn't continued, this dagger would be stuck in my leg now!"

Zhan Feng smiled lightly: "I won't let you get hurt..." Speaking of this, he thought of Xia Fan's chest covered with wounds twice, and the smile immediately withdrew in his heart.

Zhan Feng said seriously: "Come again."

Xia Fan turned his head, "Ah? That's it?"

He is sitting on Zhan Feng with his back now, how come?It can't be twisted around, can it?

Zhan Feng gave a serious teaching, "If the enemy hugs you like this, what will you do?"

Xia Fan held his face and thought about it for a long time, "Uh...betrayal of beauty?"

Zhan Feng: "..."

Why do you always want to sell your beauty?

Xia Fan then added: "The bone girl said that it is not a big problem to confuse the opponent with my beauty for a while."

Zhan Feng: "..."

He is now considering whether to see the bone girl again when he passes through Jincheng.

Xia Fan said very seriously, "I'll try."

Zhan Feng: "..."

Try it if you say try, Xia Fan leaned back, nestled into Zhan Feng's arms, and filled the gap between the two with his soft body, the curve of his back was tightly attached to Zhan Feng's. Chest, strength interpretation of what is the front chest to the back; He turned his head slightly, his forehead lightly touched Zhan Feng's neck, half tilted his head and put his little head on Zhan Feng's shoulder, his lips were close to his slender neck , the hot air in his breath hit Zhan Feng's chin, itching.

Afterwards, Xia Fan called softly: "My lord..."

A scorching heat suddenly rose from Zhan Feng's lower abdomen, rushed straight into his chest and left a hot red glow on his cheeks, Zhan Feng's eyes dimmed; the scene of him "hands-on" detoxifying Xia Fan that night is vivid in his memory.

His slightly weeping moans, his unconscious approaching and touching, his burning breath, the touch of his sweaty and slippery skin, his fair and flushed body, were all engraved in his mind.

Zhan Feng's breathing became rapid, his eyes were erratic, and his heart was completely messed up.

Xia Fan saw the timing, and hit Zhan Feng's wrist with one hand, the dagger fell into his hand, and the other elbow slammed into his chest; Zhan Feng subconsciously let go of his hand before he recovered; Xia Fan patted The wooden board of the carriage turned around lightly in the air, left Zhan Feng's embrace and sat back to his seat, turned around and quickly pressed the blade horizontally on Zhan Feng's neck.

Zhan Feng covered his chest with his hands and didn't respond for a while.

Seeing that his expression was not good, Xia Fan quickly withdrew the dagger and asked, "What's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Zhan Feng rolled his Adam's apple up and down slowly, shook his head and took a deep breath, his voice was a little hoarse, "No, you did a good job."

Xia Fan heaved a sigh of relief, lowered his head and put the dagger back into his waist, "Scare me. Look... selling beauty is still useful?"

This is what the bone girl taught him, what is close to exhaling is called a son.He also refuted at that time, can this pair of women work?In the end, it was really used on the son.

Zhan Feng's eyes wandered, he pursed his lips, and said, "Don't use this trick again!" and fled back into the carriage in a hurry.

"what?"

Obviously useful.Xia Fan curled his lips, pulled up the reins, let out a long "Oh..." and continued on his way.