Plane Knight Trials

Feng's eyelashes are slightly curved at present, concealing the melancholy and mistyness with a willingness to resist.

The folding fan was put away, and Shang Chengzhen's forehead was lightly tapped: "What are you looking at?"

Cheng Zhen came back to his senses, he stopped looking directly at the amber pupils and Qu Mei's upturned eyes, and only focused on the long satin-black hair, gratefully saying: "Thank you for saving me."

There was sandalwood on the folding fan, and the warm and fragrant body inside the brocade robe, mixed with Li Ziqing's unique body, Cheng Zhen was aware of the disadvantages of his sensitive sense of smell for the first time.He couldn't help thinking, this is obviously a man, why... so?Unconsciously, he lowered his head and stopped looking at Li Ziqing.

Seeing this, Li Ziqing put the folding fan over her mouth again: "Since you're awake, get up and accompany me to eat outside."

"Ok."

Squeezing Cheng Zhen's shoulders, Li Ziqing turned and left.

Only then did Cheng Zhen raise his face - the back was not a graceful figure, but a black entangled dragon was embroidered on the dark red brocade.

Every time Li Ziqing took a step, the dragon body seemed to be entangled endlessly, surrounding the beauty's slow-moving figure, stretching its teeth and dancing its claws, climbing up, as if entangled with the human body, and seemed to imply some kind of temptation...

It's so strange that a man dressed like this is not obtrusive.Cheng Zhen shook his head, drove out all the strange thoughts, got out of bed, let the soles of his feet touch the cold ground, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Stretching his body, Cheng Zhen began to check his new strength.

Sure enough, each muscle seemed to be infused with a strength that was unmatched by ordinary people.

Even the external skin and face seem to be much more refined than before.

The chapped lips disappeared, five fingers were stretched out, the knuckles moved, and then closed again, it felt as if they were full of brilliance.

It seems that the utility of the energy box has already appeared.

Finding that the clothes had been prepared beside the bed, he picked them up and saw that it was a silk and satin Tang suit similar to Li Ziqing's, but the cut was wider and the color was more chilling black.

Cheng Zhen had a bandage on his chest, but it didn't prevent him from putting on the clothes.The clothes are not brand new, but old clothes worn by people.Cheng Zhen sniffed a little, and a strong smell of blood mixed with a faint fragrance floated into the tip of his nose.

This smell...was left by the original owner of the clothes?

How come there is a feeling of déjà vu?

With the help of his memory, Cheng Zhen realized that the fragrance on the fan and body that he had left just now was similar to the smell of this dress. It was also mixed with blood, especially the fingertips, where the smell was the strongest. Make a light knife.The smell of blood was well concealed, but mixed into a charming fragrance.

But this dress, while mixed with the fragrance, also implies another kind of body odor...

Whose is it?

Cheng Zhen put on the clothes, the size was just right, only slightly narrower at the shoulders.

It seems that the owner of this dress is not as strong as himself.

Just the tactile feel of the size of this dress...

Standing in the room, Cheng Zhen seemed to think of something, the expressionless stillness just now gradually settled down, and a softness appeared on his face.

He remembered the days when he was just a recruit.

Once I was punished by Liancheng for swimming training, and the clothes were not dry. The squad leader took out a spare from the closet and threw it on Cheng Zhen's head: "Wear mine, you stupid fool!"

Wearing the squad leader's clothes is exactly the same as now, except that the shoulders are slightly tight, and everything else fits just right.

The squad leader's warmth is always like that of a brother.

He taught himself to stand at attention, taught himself to shoot, taught himself to please Liancheng, and taught himself to win rewards for merit.

However, since the squad leader retired from the army four years ago, there has been no news. I have written many letters to him, but there has been no reply.

Where is he now?

When Cheng Zhen thought about it, a row of floating characters appeared in front of his eyes;

[Insufficient balance, unable to investigate. 】

Cheng Zhen frowned at the interplanetary communicator that interrupted his memories: "I didn't ask you to find him, I just sighed with emotion. '

Only then did the floating characters disappear from his eyes, Cheng Zhen continued to tidy up his clothes, and strode out the door.

Guided by a servant-like young man, he walked through Chinese-style winding paths, through well-arranged courtyards, through a wooden bridge and gurgling streams, and Cheng Zhen finally found himself on the edge of an open-air cliff facing the sea. There are people who are leaning on a bamboo chair and looking at the sea.

The dark red brocade adorned his body, making him look like a red dragon stranded on the shallows.

Cheng Zhen walked over: "What's your name?"

Cheng Zhen wanted to keep the name of the person who saved him in his heart.

Li Ziqing was still looking at Hai, with the corners of his mouth slightly curled up: "Hehe, shouldn't you be the one who told me first?"

"Cheng Zhen."

Li Ziqing slightly opened her lips: "My name is Li Ziqing."

"Plum...green?"

Li Ziqing laughed out loud: "It's not plums." He put away his folding fan and stood up from the recliner: "Give me your hand, and I'll write it for you."

Cheng Zhen stretched out his palm in front of Li Ziqing.

Li Ziqing held Cheng Zhen's thick palm firmly: "Stretch it."

Lifting the end of the fan, Li Ziqing drew deep strokes on the exposed flesh.

Cheng Zhen watched silently, he knew that there must be a mystery in the fan, otherwise, how could the horizontal and vertical strokes written on the palm have the tactile feeling that the epidermis and dermis were all cut by a thin blade?

But seeing Li Ziqing's focused expression, graceful posture, and indescribable aura, Cheng Zhen didn't feel much pain, so he didn't pull back his hand.

Carefully carving his name into another person's flesh, Li Ziqing raised his head: "Does it hurt?"

"It's okay." Cheng Zhen's voice was calm.

Li Ziqing watched the blood characters representing his own symbol gradually spread out on the rough skin, and his heart moved slightly... The way the man in front of him let him do what he did made him associate again.

Bright red diffused out, flowing quietly in the thick palm.

Cheng Zhen just looked at himself without saying a word.

Back then... I also carved my name into that man's body; but it wasn't the tiny wounds on my hands, but the blood dripping out, and I buried my own scars on the man's broad back that could never heal... …

That person was the same back then, ignorant of the world and tolerant, but he was trained by himself to become a sadistic devil...

Eyelashes half covered the amber light, Li Ziqing gently blew on the wound: "Does it hurt?"

Cheng Zhen felt that the scene in front of him was a little weird. He didn't care about the small injuries on his hands, but he didn't like the atmosphere, so he pulled out his hands: "Itchy."

Li Ziqing licked his lips, his face was like a poppy blooming in the hot summer: "It's Li Ziqing, do you understand?"

"Got it." Cheng Zhen rolled his eyes.

At this moment, a servant hurried over suddenly and whispered something to Li Ziqing.

Li Ziqing was slightly startled, the aura in his eyes gradually subsided, revealing clarity, he turned to Cheng Zhen and said, "I have a friend visiting today, maybe we will have dinner with us..."

Cheng Zhen nodded.

"Do you need to bandage your hands?"

"No, the scabs will scab over quickly."

There was a rustling sound coming from the gravel, and in the quiet quaint scenery behind him, a person had walked in without knowing when.

"Why does Ah Sheng have time to come and see me?" Li Ziqing greeted me lazily and asked with a smile.

The visitor had a stern face, as if he was out of tune with the provocative scenery around him: "After finishing a few business trips nearby, I heard that you are hiding here happy, so I stopped by to see you."

Cheng Zhen heard the words and looked around, only to see that the man was less than thirty years old, wearing a pure white and cool foreign suit, the clothes were pressed, and his short black hair was all combed back, exposing his upright and pale forehead.His face was as expressionless as a statue, and his eyebrows could not tell the slightest feature. They were all indifferent, as if the person who greeted him just now was just a stranger.

Taking a step back, Cheng Zhen moved out of the way and stood aside.

The man turned out the bamboo screen embroidered with Xiangluan's pattern, and he opened the front button, walking to ride the wind.The wet wind passed by and the green baskets were fresh, but it couldn't increase the temperature around him. He quickly walked around the stream and walked to Li Ziqing's side.

Cheng Zhen observed the person who came. Although this person was called a friend by Li Ziqing, he became vigilant unknowingly.Maybe it's his mask-like face that's off-putting?Or his lean and agile figure?Pay attention to the steps of footwork?Or his cold and indifferent eyebrows?A cold air field like an iceberg?

Cheng Zhen didn't know, but he instinctively didn't like this person...

"It's really not the right time, we are about to have dinner." Li Ziqing said, "Let me introduce, this is Cheng Zhen, my new cohabitant."

The visitor seemed to have just noticed the stranger standing aside. He raised his chin alienatedly, and there was a hint of contemptuous arrogance in his eyes: "Hello."

"Hello." Cheng Zhen replied.

Li Ziqing didn't seem to be planning to introduce a friend to Cheng Zhen; that person didn't intend to introduce himself either, he just sat down on the rattan chair opposite, with a posture like a condescending prince: "How are you doing?"

Li Ziqing also sat down, with a look of indifference: "You know it well, so why ask?"

The man pursed his lips and did not answer, just staring at Li Ziqing sternly.

Li Ziqing waved the folding fan nonchalantly: "However, I think you're getting better and better. I heard that you're doing business with the old man recently?"

"Just play around."

"He is a fierce eater, you have to be careful."

"My family has a great career, why are you afraid of his mouth?"

Li Ziqing narrowed her eyes: "That's right."

There was a trace of hostility in the man's eyes: "I have persuaded you before. Don't worry about raising tigers."

"indeed."

"You finally know you were wrong?"

"Oh, I knew from the very beginning that I was wrong." Li Ziqing had a subtle smile on his cheeks.

The man's eyes flickered when he heard the words, and when the subject changed, Cheng Zhen, who was standing aside, was stunned.

"Since you know your mistake...why do you still pick up such a similar one and keep it by your side?"

Li Ziqing folded his fan and raised his eyebrows: "It's an old problem and I can't change it."

The man looked at Li Ziqing, and then turned his eyes to Cheng Zhen, with a coldness that knew everything.

Li Ziqing raised her chin: "Micheal told you?"

"I said a long time ago, don't hire such a doctor who doesn't know how to keep secrets."

Li Ziqing narrowed her eyes and covered her face with a fan: "It's so boring, why are you here to tell me this today?"

"You think I like it? It's ridiculous to keep a piece of clothing until now."

"Don't you think he's well dressed?"

Only then did Cheng Zhen realize that they were talking about his black satin Tang suit.

"Fit?" The man's eyes turned to Cheng Zhen again, his pupils were as quiet as ice: "It does fit. I was also surprised when I saw it for the first time just now. There are really two people who are so similar in this world..."

Upon hearing this, Li Ziqing showed a satisfied smile on her face: "How is it? Not bad?"

Standing aside, Cheng Zhen was thinking about his own business, Rong Zhongxin's business, and the scene on the gambling boat, and he didn't care whether he could fit into this discussion about himself.It's just... just now, were they saying that he looked like a person?

In fact, this is not the first time in his life that he has been said so.It's not surprising, maybe I have such a popular face.

The result of the dispute is not what Cheng Zhen cares about, but the floodgate of memory is inadvertently opened.

The scene of deja vu seems to always appear in dreams, it is the military camp in my memory.

At that time, it was the first time that I walked into the gold and iron horse chasing the wind;

At that time, it was the first time I heard the resounding horn among the gloomy green cypresses.

When I first joined the army, I didn't know anything.

He put on a military uniform, but he was still a big boy in the country at heart.

"Yo, new here, I heard you look like me?"

In the cafeteria, Cheng Zhen lowered his head to eat.

"It's not like, it's not as handsome as me at all." The visitor propped up his chin with his hands.

Cheng Zhen raised his eyes without saying a word, looking at the tall figure in front of him.

"Hey," another cuts in, "it's not the face, it's the feeling, the feeling!"

Cheng Zhen went back to the dormitory alone and observed carefully in the mirror.

how could be?

Really, nothing like it.

The squad leader assigned to lead the recruits was much handsomer and capable than himself.

I have to practice every sniper move a hundred and eighty times, clumsy and ignorant, always hanging at the rear of the car.

But the squad leader is different, he is the star of the company, the individual soldier with the best performance, and the favorite general of Liancheng.

But people still say they look alike.

Until the captain retires.

Until he came from behind and stood at the pinnacle of infantry.

I still remember that Lian Cheng finally looked at himself with admiration: "I knew you would live up to my expectations, because you are very similar to him."

Hehe, that was the first time Liancheng praised himself.

Although happy, but in the joy, but hidden a little sad.

He is a shock, he will not be like anyone, he is himself.

It was he who accomplished a task that was impossible for anyone before him, and it was he who created the miracle of a single soldier.

It's not that he doesn't admire the squad leader, he is grateful to the squad leader, but he is by no means the same as the squad leader.

I am taciturn and inflexible, but the squad leader has a cheerful personality and attracts everyone's attention.

The only similarity is the body shape and the relentless pursuit of the limit.

Although the squad leader hadn't contacted him for four years, Cheng Zhen always had an intuition that after retiring, the squad leader must have made a name for himself in society.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, Cheng Zhen spent most of his time cultivating, dreaming, reminiscing and thinking.

He misses the warmth of the squad leader, and also misses the years when everyone compared him to the squad leader. Although he was unwilling, it was the most wonderful and unforgettable day in his life.

But the warm memories are mixed with the dark feelings of reality-the cold reality has no time for him to cherish, he must make a decision as soon as possible.

When Cheng Zhen was in his dream, he said to himself more than once, wake up and go find Rong Zhongxin.

Although Rong Zhongxin was too calm when he took him on the plane, he didn't look like someone who was going to sacrifice himself to betray himself.

But how to plan is Rong Zhongxin's business, he Cheng Zhen still wants to find him.

In case Rong Zhongxin really fell into Liao Xuesheng's trap in order to save himself—then every minute he stays on the island now is a disappointment to Rong Zhongxin.If Rong Zhongxin really has three games and two shortfalls in the future, he will die and take the blame.

He, Cheng Zhen, once promised to protect Rong Zhongxin one night.

He, Cheng Zhen, once accepted Rong Zhongxin's invitation one night.

If you can't keep your promise, what kind of man is that?

Even if he robs, he will take Rong Zhongxin back!

I checked my muscles in the room just now, and it has already verified my strength to fight again.

Now there is only one problem left, and that is the opportunity for him to leave.

Without a boat or a plane, it is impossible to get anywhere on such a small island by yourself.

He needs fast latitude and longitude positioning and mobility, which cannot be provided by his strengthened muscles, nor can he be provided by the arrears of the plane system - he can only turn to Li Ziqing for help.

*****

During the meal, Cheng Zhen kept his head buried in wolfing down the food, and the visitor, with a haughty attitude, exchanged information with Li Ziqing outside the island in a few words.

After the meal, Cheng Zhen's biological energy was converted, and now that he was ready for battle, it was time to leave.

"I want to ask you for a favor." Cheng Zhen said to Li Ziqing.

"Oh?" Li Ziqing raised her eyebrows: "Speak?"

"Lend me a boat."

Hearing this, the originally silent visitor paused slightly while serving tea, and raised his eyes to look at Cheng Zhen.

The sea breeze blew Li Ziqing's black hair into a mess, and the amber that greeted the sun looked translucent and almost pale.

"You want to go to sea?"

"Yes."

"where to?"

"Gambling boat."

"What are you doing there? Do you have money to play?"

"I'm going to find someone."

"Let me guess..." Li Ziqing narrowed her eyes, her face was covered with a misty veil: "Is... the one who was with you that day?"

"Yes."

"why?"

"I promised him that I must go."

Li Ziqing remained calm, his eyes slowly turned back to Xuanbian, staring into the distance, and kept playing with his folding fan in his hand.

The visiting young man didn't say a word, his whole body exuded a chill, as if he was listening and obeying the silence.

Li Ziqing asked softly, "Do you have to go?"

"Yes." Cheng Zhen replied calmly.

At the end of the sea level, water and sky meet, like a fairyland isolated from the world.Vast and turbulent waves rolled up in the depths of the blue sea, and the tranquility of the original pretense was finally broken...

Li Ziqing even remembered the bloody battlefield strewn with corpses in the sea...

Beautiful and dreamy.Really wanted to make it my own.

Alas, all killing is not made for itself.

It was for another man.

Li Ziqing spoke softly again, but the target was not Cheng Zhen: "Look...Ah Sheng, they are actually different. If Baiyanlang had such half loyalty to me, how could I have ended up where I am today?"

The man remained silent, turned his head and stared at Cheng Zhen coldly, as if he was judging the authenticity of this sentence.

"May I take the liberty to ask, who is this person?" Li Ziqing said.

Cheng Zhen thought for a while, and said honestly, "Rong Zhongxin."

"Who?"

"His name is Rong Zhongxin."

Li Ziqing blinked his eyes, as if he was very surprised, the clear and shallow mist in his phoenix eyes, he looked at his friend who was cold and silent, with a funny look: "Did your brother get into any trouble?"

The man narrowed his eyes, without a trace of ups and downs in his voice: "I don't know, I have cut off contact with my family for a long time..."

Li Ziqing recalled the scene that day: "It seems that he was detained by Liao."

"Are you there?"

"How did I know your brother? I just watched them enter the room together. Why don't you go and see?"

"To be honest... I really don't want to care about the Rong family's affairs." The man called the elder brother stood up, raised his hand and dusted off his dust-free snow-white suit: "But Liao Xuesheng's hands and feet are not clean, it seems that I have to go there ..."

"Yo, you don't care about the boring agreement with your old man now?"

The cold eyebrows seemed to stretch for a moment, and a light flashed in his eyes: "He's dead, isn't he?"

"It's really bad."

"No, I'm just arrogant and don't want to be with him."

"Come on, if you can win the inheritance, remember to share it with me. As you can see, I need help now."

"I try my best."

"Then go slowly."

The visitor bids farewell to Li Ziqing and leaves with his back hurriedly, like a vulture with wings spread soaring above the clouds to smell rotten food.

"I'm going too." Cheng Zhen stated the facts.

Li Ziqing lowered his eyes to cover the light, and said in a coaxing tone, "Ah Sheng can just go, why don't you join in the fun, stay with me on the island."

"I have something very important." Cheng Zhen said, "I must go."

"Is it very important?" Li Ziqing raised her eyebrows and raised her tone for the first time when speaking.

The disharmonious voice rose, and it was shocking in the ears.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Li Ziqing jumped up suddenly, his originally careless eyes suddenly became full of hostility, and there was a brocade handkerchief embroidered with black dragon pattern hanging between his two fingers, under the cover of the brocade handkerchief, a flash appeared A ray of white light—in an instant, it reached Cheng Zhen's throat.

It turned out that there was an extremely thin and slender blade hidden in the handle of the folding fan.

A strand of blood meandered down along with the slightly moving Adam's apple, and Cheng Zhen remained motionless, but the fatal place was restrained, which was his last bottom line for his savior.

"What's the matter...it's just a man..."

The dark red black embroidered dragon has been revived and climbed up Cheng Zhen's back from behind. Li Ziqing stretched his arms to the front and circled Cheng Zhen's chest.Licking the bloody thin blade with the tip of her tongue, she murmured hoarsely in her ear: "I said it all...stay with me..."

Cheng Zhen's gaze followed the swift white figure that had reached the cape, and he saw that the visitor had already boarded the boat quickly.

Suddenly, with a flash in front of his eyes, Li Ziqing's chest was touching Cheng Zhen's back just now, but he was turned upside down in an instant... In a daze, he was actually imprisoned in Cheng Zhen's arms.

Cheng Zhen also had no choice but to get rid of Li Ziqing's implying Gu Wu's stance and a hand locked around his waist without hurting him, Cheng Zhen could only do so.

The nose tips almost collided.

Cheng Zhen stroked the blade, wrapped the slender fingers holding the knife with his thick palm, and said calmly, "Put it away."

"Sorry," Cheng Zhen said.

"I will come back to you." I can only repay the grace of saving my life at that time.

Li Ziqing looked at the man in front of him—he had never been restrained in melee combat, and he froze for a moment.

The promise fell in the wind that was blowing away, and the opened and closed lips were imprinted in the amber pupils.

Cheng Zhen let go of the beauty in his arms, turned around and jumped, avoiding the encirclement of several young servants, he ran towards Hai Ri to the shore.When they arrived, the boat had already left the shore, Cheng Zhen jumped into the sea, and chased after the traces of breaking waves...