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I don’t know how long this city will last. Xia Fan practices calligraphy and arrows every day, and Zhan Feng eats and drinks vinegar every day. Both of them have things to do, but this is not a solution after all. Zhan Feng is worried that if he stays any longer, Xia Fan doesn’t want to leave , also paying attention to the situation of the plague in the city.

Yucheng is suffering, and Jianshe, as the first faction in Yucheng, must find a way to save Yucheng from the fire and water; in addition to transporting some grain from the house to the city by horses, they are also thoroughly investigating the source of the plague.

The plague in the city continued to break out and spread in a large area, and it was really showing the potential to slaughter the city. It must be controlled, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

Shang Tian pulled Xia Fan on his horse, the weather was so hot that it became cool in the morning and evening, Xia Fan was only wearing a thin silk shirt, and at this time he was clinging to Shang Tian, ​​he couldn't help feeling uncomfortable, "Uh...I You can do it yourself."

"No," Shang Tian let go of the rein with one hand, "It's dangerous to shoot an arrow on a horse, I'll get you used to it first."

Xia Fan said: "You have been teaching me for half a month, is it really okay?"

Shang Tian pursed his lips, "Of course it doesn't matter, the host doesn't allow me to participate in the plague discussion."

Xia Fan wondered: "Why? Zhan Feng can do it, but you are from Jianshe, what should you avoid?"

Shang Tian shrugged, "This is not something I can help with." Shang Tian patted Xia Fan's arm, "Come on, draw the bow fully, let's walk and shoot slowly first."

"Clamp the horse's belly!"

"Full bow!"

"Right now!"

"Shoot! Good!"

Zhan Feng stood in the shadow of avoiding the poisonous sun, his face was gloomy, and he kept staring in the direction of the two of them.

If he was a wolf, he would probably be emitting a sinister and dangerous growl from his throat right now.

Recently, Shang Tian has always felt chills on his back under the bright sun, and today it was particularly obvious, and he couldn't help shivering. Xia Fan reined in and felt the people behind him tremble, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Shang Tian said: "Come on, try driving a horse."

"Okay." Xia Fan reined in his horse and was turning around. Shang Tian suddenly felt the wind behind him turning into a blade. The wind sounded for a moment, and it was too late for Shang Tian to stop Xia Fan; Xia Fan lost gravity and was about to fall off the horse. Shang Tian hugged him immediately, but felt a pain in his hand. The arrow feather that was about to shoot slipped off the string for a moment and struck the back of his hand. The two of them Hugging and falling off the horse, they passed two laps on the pasture.

"Hiss..." Shang Tian held Xia Fan in his arms, withstood the gravity of falling to the ground, and let go of the person in his arms after the two of them rolled, "How is it? Are you injured? "

Xia Fan sat up, grinned and shook his right hand, "It hurts like hell."

Shang Tian grabbed his wrist and saw that the back of his hand was cut with blood.

Xia Fan didn't understand why, "Why is the horse suddenly frightened? It seems that something hit the back of my hand."

Shang Tian helped Xia Fan stand up, "I'll take you to the medicine."

Xia Fan was sitting in Shang Tian's room waiting for Shang Tian to take the medicine, staring down at the blood on the back of his hand in a daze.Suddenly Shang Tian leaned close, hugged Xia Fan from the back half of his arms like a half hug, and gently and slowly stroked the back of his hand with his right hand along Xia Fan's arm. Xia Fan was caught by this sudden He didn't move for a moment under the control of his movements, staring at the palm that lingered on him like a small snake.

Shang Tian put his palm on the back of Xia Fan's injured hand, and didn't care that Xia Fan was still bleeding. His left hand wrapped around Xia Fan's waist, and his lips whispered in his ear.

"Xia Fan..."

A subtle hot air spread to all parts of the body, causing a series of throbbing in Xia Fan's heart. Xia Fan clenched his fists and trembled slightly, and Shang Tian wrapped his hot hands with his movements.

Xia Fan couldn't help laughing, and called softly, "Shang Tian..."

Shang Tian hugged Xia Fan even tighter, and rubbed his hot forehead tenderly against Xia Fan's shoulder, quite like a pair of swans rubbing their ears together.

When the burning signs on the two of them dissipated, Shang Tian let go of Xia Fan's hand in satisfaction; squatting in front of Xia Fan's body without even applying the medicine, he wrapped Xia Fan's hand with fine cloth.

Xia Fan came back to his senses belatedly, his flushed cheeks set off his blank eyes, and Benmei's scorching eyes showed a glamorous appearance because of this blurred expression.

Lowering his head and looking down at Shang Tian, ​​his eyes were even more starry. Shang Tian raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Xia Fan's eyes.

Zhan Feng couldn't stand it anymore, he walked away with scarlet eyes, and the two delicate people in the room didn't pay attention at all.

It took Xia Fan a long time to find his voice, "We..."

Shang Tian still smiled brightly, "Don't tell others."

Xia Fan was a little scared, "Are you...a demon?"

Shang Tian gently shook his head, "I am not."

Xia Fan was even more frightened, "Then we just..."

Shang Tian pinched Xia Fan's hair, "Is your hair lighter than when you first came here?"

Xia Fan was about to cry, he couldn't say enough, "I, you and me..."

Shang Tian touched his head and stood up, "No matter what you are thinking, it is nothing."

Xia Fan didn't understand what the two of them were doing just now, but he could clearly feel the strange feeling that Shang Tian touched his hand, he cut his hand, and it seemed to merge with his own blood, and The body is unusually hot, and it feels like it fits with something.

This unknown made Xia Fan terrified.

Shang Tian saw the panic in his eyes, and coaxed: "I'm just a mortal who got advice and saw that your hair color is different, so I did it."

Xia Fan: "What did you do?"

Shang Tian found a suitable wording, "To test whether you are a demon."

"Then am I?"

"You're not, so you got it fixed; after today, your hair will be black."

Xia Fan: "...Why?"

Shang Tian smiled and said, "Because I like you!"