Yitian's Clothes and Crowns

When the man was hugged, his whole body trembled violently, as if he was terribly frightened.Zhang Wuji immediately felt that something was wrong with this hug, so he quickly let go, and walked to the front of the stiff young man, who was disappointed at first sight. At first glance, he did have some similarities with Song Qingshu, but Song Qingshu tended to be delicate, but this young man She is more refined, and her complexion is also extremely white, but there is no Song Qingshu's unrestrained and unrestrained look between her eyebrows. Instead, she has a cowardly air, and the temperament between the two is very different.

Zhang Wuji has been with Song Qingshu day and night for six or seven years, and he is very familiar with his every move, not to mention that this young man is only a little similar in appearance, even if they are exactly the same, he can recognize him.

But it was the first time he saw someone so similar to his senior brother, Zhang Wuji looked at him curiously and asked, "Have you ever seen someone who looks very similar to you?"

The young man glanced at Zhang Wuji flusteredly, and said in a low voice, "Go quickly, or it will be bad if other people see you."

Zhang Wuji glanced around, only heard the howling wind in the empty bamboo forest, smiled and said: "Don't worry, there is no one around here, can you answer my question now?"

The young man shook his head and lowered his head, Zhang Wuji saw that he didn't want to talk to him, so he didn't bother him, turned around and walked forward.When the young man saw it, he was shocked and stopped in front of Zhang Wuji, "My lord, you can't go ahead."

Zhang Wuji narrowed his eyes, "Why?"

"Yeah, I also want to know why?" A deep and sexy voice suddenly sounded, Zhang Wuji was shocked, looked over vigilantly, and found a few figures appeared in the empty place at some time.

In the first place, a man with thick black braids hanging down his chest, a felt hat embroidered with gold and silver threads on his head, and a Mongolian aristocratic costume, with a machete on his waist, was about seventeen or eighteen years old. Between the ages, he has a deep profile and a handsome face. With a faint smile on his face at this time, he looks very manly.

The two people standing behind him were about forty years old, they should be from the Central Plains, and there were six Mongolian guards.

"Wei'er." The young master called softly.

The young man who was standing in front of Zhang Wuji heard the voice, and his whole body trembled slightly. Zhang Wuji, who was standing opposite him, clearly saw that those originally gentle eyes were filled with fear at this moment, and his face was also pale without a trace of blood. It was terribly frightening.But he still walked towards the young man, and stood beside him meekly.The nobleman raised his hand and stroked his head lightly, then lowered his head and whispered something in his ear, while the young man calling Wei'er changed from his frightened look just now, with a gentle smile on his face.

Zhang Wuji frowned, but he was not a nosy person, and he didn't like the Mongols, so he turned around and prepared to leave without saying anything.

"Young master, please stay for a while. I don't know who the person who has the same face as Wei'er mentioned earlier, I am a little curious. I wonder if I can recommend it." Although the noble Mongolian son asked in a questioning tone, the few people behind him did not understand. The trace blocked Zhang Wuji's retreat.

Zhang Wuji's face darkened, these people came to him without him noticing, it was obvious that his inner strength was deeper than his own.Moreover, there are nine people on the other side, which is obviously not good for him.After seeing the situation clearly, Zhang Wuji looked at the noble young master, and said indifferently: "My brother Zeng Aniu, my senior brother is somewhat similar to this Young Master Wei, but there are similarities in things and similarities in people, it must be normal."

Although Zhang Wuji's name is not well known in the Jianghu, most people still know this name for some reason, so in order to save trouble, he gave a fake name. It was mentioned jokingly, but Zhang Wuji remembered it in his heart.

"Oh, is that so? It's a pity that we didn't have the chance to see each other. Xia Zha Yadu, seeing the little brother today is also fate, how about going to the villa for dinner?" The noble young man smiled, but the several people standing behind Zhang Wuji approached him at the same time step.

Seeing the other party's situation, although Zhang Wuji didn't understand why the person he met for the first time forced him to go to that so-called mountain villa, but also thought that Mr. Wei'er prevented him from going there before, so he could imagine that it must not be a good place to go.It's just that the current situation is not as good as others, so I can only rely on the opponent first.

After arriving at the villa, the two middle-aged men bowed to Zha Yadu and left, while the six guards stood scattered in the corner of the hall.As soon as Zhang Wuji entered the hall, he was stunned for a moment, but then he sat down on the chair as if nothing had happened.

When Zha Yadu saw Zhang Wuji's reaction, a stern look flashed in the depths of his eyes, but the smile at the corner of his mouth grew wider.Wei Bi, who was walking a step behind him, couldn't help but tremble, and Zha Yadu turned around and asked softly, "What's the matter, is it cold?"

Wei Bi shook his head, "No, Young Master."

Zha Yadu reached for the coat on the back of the chair, put it on Wei Bi with a smile, "You can't be negligent, you can't have any damage to your body, you understand?"

Zhaya smiled very gently, and his movements were full of concern, but the face of Mr. Wei Bi became a little pale, and the smile on his face was a little weak, but he still nodded softly.

Zhang Wuji glanced at the two of them, feeling a little weird, but then turned his gaze to the paintings hanging in the center of the hall, all of which depicted a young man in blue clothes, with his hair tied with white jade hairpins, and the corners of his eyes There is a faint smile on the corner of the mouth, and there is a touch of style in the free and easy way.

Zhang Wuji lowered his eyes, the boy in this painting was obviously dressed as his senior brother when he first met him, and this Mongolian man was named Zha Yadu.Zhang Wuji thought the name was a bit familiar at first, but after thinking about it now, he realized that this person should be the little prince he saw in the palace that day, and the person who was held hostage by his senior brother later.

Na Zha Yadu had already confirmed the conjecture in his heart at this time, although he was excited in his heart but did not show it on his face, he called his servants to take Zhang Wuji to the room, and someone brought water and a sumptuous meal.Zhang Wuji glanced at the few guards standing in the yard, and after thinking about it, he decided to leave without being reckless, and could only wait for the opportunity.

This wait lasted for several days, Zhang Wuji was served with delicious food and drink every day, and a few beautiful women were sent in the middle, but after being rejected, someone actually sent some beautiful and delicate little boys over.Zhang Wuji was even more baffled and drove everyone out.

Zhang Wuji also mentioned that he wanted to leave, but every time Zha Yadu persuaded him to stay here for a few more days, he just wouldn't let him leave.After mentioning it a few times, Zhang Wuji also saw that this person didn't want to let him go at all, so he began to clean up some flowers, plants and bugs without leaving a trace, and prepared his plan to leave.

That night, Zhang Wuji finally finished his preparations, successfully knocked down the two guards outside the door, walked through the corridor past Zha Yadu's residence, glanced at the guards outside the door, Zhang Wuji thought for a while , turned a corner and walked back.Carefully pass by the window.

Suddenly there was a strange sound from the room, like pain but also like joy, the hooked person felt itchy, Zhang Wuji had never heard such a strange sound before, he stopped in front of the window, looked around for no one, and lightly Fly to the roof with a light leap.In order to escape, he deliberately wore a black tights, and it was not obvious that he was lying on the roof in the night.

Gently moved a brick and tile, revealing a small crack, and leaned over to look down.The water vapor in the room was hazy, and it turned out to be a bathroom. The pool was rectangular and filled with hot water. It was about six meters long and five meters wide. There were two figures entangled in it. Looking intently, the person standing in the pool Bronze-colored skin, tall stature, and thick braids on his chest, he is obviously the Mongolian nobleman Zha Yadu, his body is twitching back and forth quickly, his expression cannot be seen, only his more and more rapid movements can be heard. Breathing.

And the person below has snow-white skin, jet-black hair scattered on the snow-white back, the upper body is lying on the ground, the lower body is still in the water, and the slender waist is held by the big bronze-colored hands and shakes back and forth.With his head down, he couldn't see his face, and he could only hear the constant groans that seemed to be in pain but also in joy.

Looking from Zhang Wuji's direction, one can clearly see the purple-red giant on Zha Yadu's lower body continuously going in and out between the two buttocks, and there are red scratches and white filth on the upright buttocks, making it look obscene And porn.

Seeing such a scene for the first time, Zhang Wuji was stunned, his throat was a little dry, and Song Qingshu's faint smile suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, and his lower body tightened.Aware of what he was thinking, Zhang Wuji shook his head fiercely. If he hadn't forgotten that he was on the roof, he really wanted to slap himself, but he should have such dirty thoughts about his senior brother.

Suddenly Zha Yadu leaned down and kissed the back of the young man below him continuously, and the speed of the lower body collision became faster, until the man was knocked so hard that he moaned and kept begging for mercy.

Zhang Wuji listened to that somewhat familiar voice, and was thinking about who it was, when he suddenly heard the voice of barking teeth below.

"Qing Shu, Qing Shu..." The voice was very gentle and affectionate, but Zhang Wuji almost fell off the roof.

Zhang Wuji mistakenly thought that the person under the pressure was actually Song Qingshu, Zhang Wuji's eyes turned red, and the bricks and tiles in his hand were smashed to pieces.

"Who?" The two people below and the guards in the courtyard also heard the voice at the same time, Zha Yadu kept moving, but instead accelerated the collision, while the young man below tilted his head upwards, revealing a face full of lust, It was Weibi.

As soon as Zhang Wuji saw that face, he woke up immediately, and then realized that the situation was not good. He sprinkled a packet of medicinal powder at the guard who rushed towards him, and rushed out from a gap.

"Catch it back." At the moment of Zhang Wuji's movement, Zayadu in the pool reached an orgasm after a hard push. The extreme pleasure made him squint his eyes and glance up. A faint voice resounded throughout the In the ears of everyone.

In addition to the Mongolian guards, the guards of this mansion also included two middle-aged men from that day. Zhu Jiuling and Wu Lie were both good at martial arts, and the other servants were nothing to worry about.Zhang Wuji ran all the way, sprinkling a pack of medicines to those who were chasing him from time to time. The medicines he prepared were various, all of which were made from some very simple flowers and insects in dark corners. Among them were simple drugs , can also make people numb, and can make people itchy, in short, can be used to cause trouble for the other party, all were prepared by Zhang Wuji.

The people who were chasing behind almost wanted to scold their mothers, especially those who were itchy all over their bodies. They could only keep scratching their bodies with their hands while chasing, watching the boy who kept taking out medicine bags from his bag, he hated it even more. Tooth itching.One by one cursed secretly in their hearts: Brat, let's see how much medicine powder you can sprinkle.In his heart, he thought fiercely that when he caught Zhang Wuji, he must treat him well.

Zhang Wuji was well prepared. He wore a pocket around his waist, which was full of small packets of medicinal powder.As for the people behind, they naturally slowed down because they had to pay attention to the medicinal powder that was sprinkled in front of them at any time. However, the medicinal powder floated into the air with the wind and entered the body with their breath. Although these people were vigilant, they were still tricked later.In the end, only Zhu Jiuling and Wu Lie, who had deep internal strength, and five other Mongolian guards were left chasing after Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji was not very familiar with the paths outside the manor, so he accidentally saw the cliff not far away while running around.Looking at the empty pocket, he glanced at the few people who were chasing after him.Thinking of what he saw just now, Zhang Wuji's face darkened, thinking of his brother who didn't know where he was, he quickened his pace a little, and rushed towards the cliff without stopping.

"Brother." Zhang Wuji couldn't help yelling, thinking that he didn't know if he would be alive after jumping down, as if every time he yelled like this, his senior would look at him with a smile, making him almost want to be intoxicated by it .Every time he just shouted this name, his heart would be warmed up. Every time the cold poison broke out, he would silently call out these two words in his heart. These two simple words seemed to flow from his mouth into the depths of his heart. place.

Then, he saw his senior brother running out, hugging him and jumping down together.Zhang Wuji put his hands around Song Qingshu's waist, put his head on his shoulders, smelling the faint breath of Song Qingshu, a big smile appeared on his face.

He knew that the senior brother must not be willing to part with him.So, brother is here!