I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

Ying Changfeng and Shen Shiwei were originally talking to Ying Xiaolu, but they all turned their heads at this moment, all of them looked shocked.

Regardless of the people coming and going, Chen Fang knelt down in the mud, waved the skull away, and rummaged through the charred bones.He raked open some big bones, and we saw a yellow silk bag faintly exposed from the bottom of the altar.Chen Fang grabbed the cloth bag and stroked it eagerly back and forth several times. Fang heaved a sigh of relief, hid it in his arms, turned his head and said viciously to me: "Qin Zhan! If you lose this thing, you Die a few times is not enough!"

After speaking, he stood up and left without looking back.

When he walked away, I suddenly heard a sneer, but it was from Shen Shiwei.

He had always treated Chen Fang like sugar and glutinous rice, and the spring weather turned into rain, and now he couldn't hold back anymore.He saw me looking at him, but he didn't avoid it. Instead, he looked straight into my eyes. I saw that his eyes were full of contempt and indifference, and seemed to have deep meaning.

Ying Changfeng's face was as severe as frost, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Xiaolu, you follow Shizi." With a wave of his hand, he tore off the whole hem with a clatter, knelt on the ground, worshiped the broken bone three times, and respectfully removed the bone. Wipe and pick them up one by one.

I also squatted down to help him.

The ground is filthy, trampled by humans and animals, and the stench is pungent. I am afraid that the ingredients are not as simple as mud. I endured the nausea and didn't think about it.

Chen Fang made a mess of bones, and Ying Changfeng and I spent a long time picking them up, but we don't know if we got them all.Although I have never heard of Huang Wuting's name, I must have been a big man who stood shoulder to shoulder with the Seven Swords back then, and now he is buried in this latrine-like place. I don't know if he regretted saving the bastard Chen Fang after the Heavenly Spirit?

Ying Changfeng tied the remnant bones into a bundle and tied them behind the saddle. I was rubbing the mud rolls on my hands, thinking whether I should go to the river to wash my hands, but suddenly I saw Ying Xiaolu rushing back, and said in a low voice: " Zhengao is here again!"

As if being pierced by a sword made of ice, I felt my fingertips twitch, and I felt the strange touch of the sword cutting human flesh.I still have lingering fears from the battle a few days ago. It’s only been a few days, so it’s going to happen again, right?

Ying Changfeng turned around to touch the weapon next to the saddle, but Shen Zhiwei grabbed him and said in a low voice: "Second Young Master, no." He said to Ying Xiaolu: "This may not be the same group of people as a few days ago, Maybe it's just passing by. Miss San, let's spread out and avoid it."

I felt relieved, and quickly echoed: "There are a lot of people here, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to fight. Let's listen to Junior Brother Shen."

Although the quality and tailoring of our clothes is better than that of ordinary people, we have been fighting for several days, and now we have become camouflage uniforms, and we can barely blend into the environment.People from Zhengao made their fortunes from a place of bitter cold, so the common people can't help wearing fur, but Shen Zhiwei's gorgeous sable dress is still very eye-catching. Now I understand why Ying Xiaolu has to change into rags.

But it was too late to pretend, so I pulled the horse far away, chose a place where we could take care of each other, and squatted under the same roof.

There was an old man and a young man in the room, the old man was holding a wooden bowl and drinking porridge, and there was a young girl with a braided red rope.During this period of time, they have long been used to borrowing someone's foot and a half for convenience, but they didn't chase me away. Even the mangy old dog who guarded the door didn't bother to raise his eyelids. He just flicked his tail to the side to prevent being stepped on by me. .

I saw the girl looking at me secretly, so I turned around and smiled at her.Two peach blossoms burned on her face, she spat lightly, called the old dog, and hid where I couldn't see.

Does that count me as attractive or unattractive?

Before I could look up and look for the girl, I heard shouts and shouts, wolves running, a group of red-haired Zhengao warriors dressed in braided jackets, with colorful scimitars on their waists, marched in here. Rotten mud pond.

Although I don't understand Zhengao's words, I can probably guess what they mean. They are a team of ten, scattered into the crowd, and must be searching for something.

A small detachment came towards us.The leading officer looked familiar, with a red birthmark on his face. When he took off his hat to fan the crowd, and a big bald head suddenly emerged from the crowd, I suddenly remembered that this was Shen Zhiwei who snatched his spear and knocked him over the day the bloody battle broke out. Dismount the big man!

I couldn't see him clearly at night, I only thought he was a bald man, and I found out in the daylight that he was a Han monk with a burning ring scar on his head.

The trace of luck in my heart was completely shattered at this moment, and it was really aimed at us.

The road to Yuanjia is narrow, and whether intentionally or not, the great monk stopped beside Shen Shiwei.I just felt like my heart was jumping in my throat.Shen Zhiwei's appearance is really too outstanding, I don't know how many people remembered in the chaos of that night?

Sure enough, the great monk looked him over and asked, "Boy, where is he from?"

Shen Shiwei looked timid, and smiled apologetically, "The boy is from Erythrosis City."

When I opened my mouth, I actually spoke a strange dialect that I had never heard before.

The great monk said: "He came from Linhai Road? It's quite a long way!"

Shen Zhiwei's nonsense came out as soon as he opened his mouth: "Yes, yes. The kid's family runs a pawn shop in Citong City, and the kid's uncle sells cattle in Shangsha. There is a severe drought this year, and the kid's mother brought the kid to pick up the uncle's family and cousin, but just arrived. Du Ling, I heard that Shangsha is in chaos, boy, boy..."

The great monk said: "You just want to go back?"

Shen Shiwei showed an embarrassing and wretched smile after her despicable thoughts were found out.

The great monk said casually: "Buddha has never been to Linhai Road. I only heard that the women in Citong City are famous. If you don't watch the annual sun-jade smoking party, you are a man for nothing. Isn't this year also very lively? "

Shen Zhiwei frowned, "Buddha didn't know something. The newly appointed Qiao's parents said it was prostitution, and this year's sun jade will be banned. Hehe, look at me, these Qiao's parents are really not as good as Buddha. .”

The great monk was not surprised when he heard the news.Fang Dou realized that he had dug a hole for Shen Shiwei, and there was cold sweat on his forehead and palms.Shen Shiwei, on the other hand, in this day and age without TV and internet, how did he know such news from thousands of miles away?

I saw that the great monk had already turned around to leave.But suddenly remembered something, turned around and said, "Boy, tell me something."

Shen Zhiwei said: "What does the Buddha want the boy to say?"

The great monk grinned grimly and said, "One word, 'off'."

I have a cardiac arrest.