I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

This time I dreamed that I was eating Haidilao.

Seeing me sighing, the waiter at Haidilao stepped forward and asked, "Sir, are you in a bad mood? Is there anything we can do for you?"

I said, "How can there be such a bastard as Chen Fang in this world? When I think of him, I don't even want to eat beef balls."

When Haidilao's waiter heard what I said, he quickly rolled up his sleeves and said, "Sir, don't worry, we'll beat him up for you." He called more than [-] colleagues and walked out the door together.

Almost at the door, I stopped them: "Wait!"

The waiter at Haidilao asked, "Is there anything else you need, sir?"

I said, "There's another named Shen Shiwei, let's fight together too."

Shen Zhiwei kicked me on the thigh: "Senior Brother Qin! Wake up!"

I turned up an oolong twisted column from the floor, looking around in a daze.

Shen Zhiwei said: "The Zhengao people are here. We have to go first."

Without looking back, he went into the back room and asked Chen Fang to go.

The moon is surging in the sky, the wind is fierce and the frost is flying, and the bright moon seems to be staring at the earth sternly.It was cold, so I hurriedly put on the fur jacket that I took off before going to bed.

Ying Changfeng and Ying Xiaolu had already got up, Ying Changfeng held his bow and hung his sword with his sleeves turned back; Ying Xiaolu was holding a seedling knife with a bright rouge red on the spine.Ying Changfeng remained silent, but Xiaolu's sister was heroic, one was full of bows and the other was unsheathed like a knife.

I was excited with anticipation in my heart, and then poured a spoonful of uneasy boiling oil, which made my chest squeak, and went to the saddle to untie the sword and hugged it in my chest.In all horror games, I classify those who can copy guys as action, and now I feel a lot more at ease. It would be even better if there is a holy sword of physics.

Here, Shen Zhiwei has invited the panic-stricken Chen Fang out.

Shen Zhiwei said: "Just now, the master said that it was just a routine inspection by officials from this county, but I see that there are many torches, and the number of people may not be small. One thing more is worse than one thing less. Why don't we go before they get close to Zhuangzi? .I have asked the master not to say that we have been here."

Before the words finished, Chen Fang screamed, "How can this be done? If they tell us our whereabouts..."

I sneered in my heart, what's the matter?Do you still want to silence?

Before he had time to speak, someone said decisively: "Your Highness, it's useless to talk too much, let's go first!" It turned out to be Ying Changfeng who had never spoken much.

Although his voice was not high, he was decisive.Seeing that the honest man also got angry, Chen Fang was frightened by him, nodded in a daze, turned around and got into the carriage.

We opened the back door and sneaked out of Zhuangzi.They didn't dare to light torches. Fortunately, the moonlight was very bright, and the group followed the molten silver cast by the moonlight through the shadows of the trees to the south.

The shadows of the trees were scattered, the owls were startled, we surrounded the carriage, Ying Changfeng said in a low voice: "If the people from Zhengao catch up after a while, Xiaolu and Qin Shixiong will escort the son to go first, and I will break up with Shen Shixiong. We will meet at Duling Bridge in three days, if we don't come, don't wait any longer, return to Yuncheng first."

Ying Xiaolu was about to refute, but his brother said: "Stop talking, just do it like this!"

Ying Changfeng is usually gentle and polite, and laughs everything away, but now he suddenly becomes serious, with an indescribably calm and prestige, and does not allow disputes.

I wasn't very satisfied with this arrangement, why did I become the one who retreated with the girls and civilians?But my kung fu is undoubtedly the worst among the four, so I have to keep my mouth shut.

We walked for four or five miles, but saw no pursuers. It seemed that it was a routine ID card check, but we were all soldiers.It's freezing cold, I don't know if I can find a place to sleep for the second half.

The wind knife cut my face, as if it was about to lift my face.I saw a gorge surrounded by hills in front of me, and a ruined temple could be seen faintly under the moonlight. Walking in the rivers and lakes said that you can’t stay in the forest at night, but you didn’t say that you can’t enter the temple. Lin Chong also has a temple in Fengxue Mountain.

I smiled at Ying Changfeng: "Second Young Master, why don't we find a place to stay for the rest of the night?" Just keep going."

After passing the gorge, I still looked back at the ruined temple resentfully. It may not be very warm, but at least it has a roof.I don't know if it's my illusion, but when I looked at it, I could only feel the black shadow flickering beside the ruined temple, and the sound of horse neighing being smashed by the wind came from afar.

I wondered: "Junior Brother Shen, did you hear anything?" Shen Zhiwei also frowned: "Second Young Master..."

Before the words were finished, the sound of dysprosium broke through the air.This scream must not be my illusion. In the shadow of the mountain in the canyon, a glistening reflection of a weapon was raised, and the rolling horseshoes rushed in like a bank burst.

For a while, all directions shouted one after another: "Chi Tu assassin!"

In Zhengao's words, this means "charge"!

Ying Changfeng turned the horse's head and said sharply, "Xiaolu!"

Xiaolu's sister responded like lightning, and the figure shot into the carriage early, dragged Chen Fang out like a chicken, and threw it across her saddle.She slapped the whip and shouted: "Brother Qin! Let's go!"

The long whip was everywhere, and an arrow fell down.

I also shouted: "Where are you going?" Looking around, there were galloping horses and flames on all sides, and the encirclement suddenly tightened like a noose strangling the throat.Ying Xiaolu didn't have time to answer, so she galloped south.I hurriedly clamped the horse's belly hard, and followed her undulating wind cloak.

Ying Xiaolu and I galloped wildly.A fast-moving Zhengao man had already crossed our way, but before he could raise his gun, Ying Xiaolu had already held the miao knife in his hand, and when I passed by, I was sprayed in the face by the hot blood of the passerby .

The filth hit my face, my heart beat like a drum, and adrenaline rushed to my throat.Suddenly hearing a swishing sound behind me, I hurriedly leaned on the horse's back, a long arrow almost flew past my scalp.I only hated the lack of rearview mirrors on the horse's ears. Looking back secretly, I saw more than ten horsemen following us. Zhengao was good at archery, and he was also bending his bow on the horse at this moment.

Before I could think of a countermeasure, a rider screamed, fell off his horse, and was stepped on by the galloping horse behind him. One after another, four or five riders rolled to the ground like mandarin oranges in three autumns.Looking further into the distance, under the moonlight, Ying Changfeng looked as solitary as a pine tree, standing on the roof of the carriage, drawing his bow and shooting vigorously, and the arrows were not in vain, and they were breaking the back for us.

Ying Xiaolu and I ran forward desperately, but she immediately lost the two of us, and my horsepower gradually ran out.Although Young Master Ying prepared good horses for us when we left Guiyun, but the farther we ran, the closer we were to the pursuers.In the end, the panting of Zhengao's horse behind him, and the cries of swords on the saddle of the knights almost rang in our ears.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and the flat field in front of us was suddenly full of vertical and horizontal deep canals, which looked like countless entangled black pythons from a distance.This was supposed to be a water network, but the drought dried up, leaving only the natural trenches of this place.

what should I do now? !

Ying Xiaolu yanked on the reins, and the dust shot out from under the hooves.She yelled at me, "Get off the horse!"

Seeing that my horse hadn't stopped, she jumped off first, and then shouted: "Get off the horse!"

Chen Fang was sitting on horseback like a sack of flour, but he was screaming, "What are you doing?! What are you doing?!"

Damn, this life is spared to this beautiful girl!

I also jumped off the horse and leaned against Ying Xiaolu's back, only to hear her say: "I can't run anymore! Come down and fight!"