The correct strategy for the master of the world

Wen Renxi didn't understand Rong language, but Lu Xiaofeng knew it, and Wen Renxi happened to memorize all the conversations in the room, so he and Lu Xiaofeng translated their conversations word by word while drinking the broth.

Because all the pronunciation was memorized by force, Wen Renxi's intonation was not standard, and Lu Xiaofeng could only roughly translate many sentences with guesswork.

The content of their quarrel was about the gold on Baiyun Mountain. The one with the red hat was Maisu, the leader of the ghost rider, and the one with the white hat was Haya, the third prince of the Rong tribe. The plan is to encroach on the towns around Baiyun Mountain, and gradually plan it.

The Central Plains man without a hat was none other than Yang Bin, one of the Southern King's confidantes. He was lucky in the decisive battle on August [-]th and escaped far in the northwest.

However, he only knew that King Nan hid the gold here, but he didn't know the key that needed to be unlocked. He only thought that the group of bandits on Baiyun Mountain were the guards of gold.

It is not a big problem for the three thousand ghost riders to capture this mountain, so Haya wanted to make a quick decision. His father, the current king of the Rong tribe, is already very old, and whether he can survive this winter is a problem , none of his brothers are fuel-efficient lamps, and being sent out of the royal court at this moment is already a bad move for him. If he can't get back in time, his hard work for so many years is very likely to be in vain.

On the contrary, the ghost riders who are neutral faction wish to prolong the battle line a little longer. The situation in the royal court is treacherous. Several princes are vying for the position to the death. If you stay in the royal court, you will only be annoyed to death. It is better to stay outside and wait. Go back after the storm calms down a bit, then you will have the credit and less trouble, killing two birds with one stone.

Different opinions will naturally lead to quarrels. Yang Bin is mixed in the middle of the two, and the Rong people will not take action on him easily before the contents of his stomach are cleaned. For his talent, he has to eat and drink. Supporting him, at least he once achieved the position of governor, and the ink in his stomach is enough for him to fool a group of reckless people from the Rong tribe.

Lu Xiaofeng was in a bad mood, so he wanted to make others feel even worse. Right now, the best target was the Rong people who were stationed in the small town. The whole thing was done cleanly and silently, no wonder the troops stationed in northern Xinjiang didn't get any wind of it.

The concentration of the garrison also means that it is easy to start. The bad water in Lu Xiaofeng's heart is like broth on the pot. It will take a long time to be in severe pain.

When Lu Xiaofeng was thinking of bad ideas, Wen Renxi spread out the paper and began to write a letter. It was freezing cold, and the ink was completely frozen together before he could write two words. Melt the ink and quickly finish what you want to write.

When the warm ink meets the air, a little white smoke slowly rises, unintentionally forming a spectacle of smoke from pen and ink.

Seeing that Wen Renxi finished writing the letter and used his internal energy to dry the ink to prevent it from freezing, Lu Xiaofeng slowly took out a pen from his arms: "I brought a pen, why didn't you ask me for it?"

What he took out was not an ordinary pen, but a pen specially made by the Northern Xinjiang Army. The hollow pen tube is filled with ink and controlled by a small valve. When you need to use it, open the valve and you can write directly. The advantage is that it is resistant to freezing. No matter how cold the day is, the ink inside will never freeze.

Considering that they might need to write when they were away from home, Chu Ming stuffed several of them in their luggage - when Wen Renxi wanted to use it, he couldn't find any.

Wen Renxi sealed the letter and said, "I forgot."

Lu Xiaofeng shook his head triumphantly: "The beauty is slightly flawed, what a pity."

"I'm getting older, of course I don't have as good a memory as you young people." Wen Renxi smiled, stretched out his hand to call the eagle down, and didn't care about Lu Xiaofeng deliberately hiding the pen in the luggage.

He let him vent when he was unhappy, it was better than being bored in his heart like a few days ago, left and right are not a big deal, as long as he is happy.

Lu Xiaofeng leaned closer, and whispered his plan in Wen Renxi's ear. The moist and warm breath hit his ear, and Wen Renxi evoked a smile, but did not avoid it.

While Lu Xiaofeng was talking, he spread out another piece of letter paper, picked up a pen and started to write, occasionally adding a few sentences in a low voice, Lu Xiaofeng had to press closer and closer, and almost stuck on Wen Renxi's body.

On the other side, the eagle who rubbed his neck with Haidongqing looked at them disdainfully, and the mustache was sticky with the master again, so he was not ashamed.

After writing the letters, he sealed the letters and stuffed them into the small bamboo tubes on the eagle's feet, and Wen Renxi entrusted them one by one to whom they should be sent to as soon as possible.Baiyun Mountain, Yiqian, Beijing, three places, three letters.

Ying glanced at Hai Dongqing reluctantly, and let out a soft cry.

I'm so sorry.

Hai Dongqing flapped her disabled wings with envy in her eyes.

It's nice to have a job to do.

Lu Xiaofeng sat aside and watched for a while, flicking Eagle's little head: "It's so sticky."

Ying shook his head, persistently wanting to touch Haidongqing again.

It's been a long time since I left, I don't know when I will see you again, what can I do if I don't spend enough time.

Seeing it behave like this, Lu Xiaofeng tore off a piece of clothing, put Hai Dongqing inside, tied a knot to let it expose its head, then handed it to the eagle to let it hold in its mouth: "That's all right."

The eagle nodded cheerfully, flapped its wings and flew away.

Wen Renxi brushed off the white snow that fell from his sleeves, and did not look at the remains of the clothes on the ground, there is no doubt that Lu Xiaofeng tore his clothes.

"Not angry?" Lu Xiaofeng asked lazily, holding his chin.

Wen Renxi glanced at him: "As you please."

The words are full of connivance.

Lu Xiaofeng frowned, "I'm not a child."

He doesn't like Wen Renxi's indulgence, it's not what he wants.

Wen Renxi tilted his head, his eyes were gentle: "When you were born, I was almost weak."

Here it is again, this kind of annoying, full of doting tone, well, Lu Xiaofeng admits that their age gap is a little bigger, but it doesn't mean that he can face Wenren Xi openly. Treat him like this.

The more gentle and doting, the more it reminds them of the glaring gulf between them. The gap brought about by the past 20 years made him always in a weak position when facing Wen Renxi.

Those who need to be protected, cared for, and pampered are not equal.

The more the relationship between them got out of control, the more obvious this feeling became, so obvious that it was impossible for Lu Xiaofeng to ignore it.

He sighed and stared into Wen Renxi's eyes: "I'm not a child anymore."

He spoke very seriously, and Wen Renxi wanted to laugh, but found that he couldn't pull the corners of his mouth. Lu Xiaofeng's eyes were too serious, which made him turn his head uncomfortably: "Okay, it's not a child."

Lu Xiaofeng made a serious face, leaned over and forcefully turned Wen Renxi's face away: "Don't be perfunctory to me."

His attitude had never been so tough, but Wen Renxi could clearly see the panic in his eyes. He had never seen Lu Xiaofeng like this before, and he had no way of knowing why he became like this. This perception made him a little confused for a while. Front: "I..." I opened my mouth but didn't know what to say, so I just froze there.

The usual indifference was broken, and it was the first time that Lu Xiaofeng saw in his eyes that he was at a loss, showing some pity for no reason.The puffing air in his heart suddenly disappeared to nowhere, he lay on Wen Renxi's shoulder, hugged him into his arms, and gently comforted the stiff body in his arms.

"It's okay." He said this, not only to Wen Renxi, but also to himself, "It's okay."

With the days to come, he couldn't believe that Wen Renxi could still treat him as a child after rolling into bed.

Wen Renxi reached out to hug him hesitantly: "You...you let me think about it."

What went wrong, where did it hit Lu Xiaofeng's nerve, and caused a crack in the stable situation. He was completely at a loss. The thing he knew most was Lu Xiaofeng's sad expression. See you a second time.

Entanglement is entanglement, and what should be done should be done well.

The two of them really stayed in this snow field enough.

A few days later, two letters were delivered to them, one from Baiyun Mountain and the other from Yiqian.

During this period of time, they had a thorough understanding of the town's situation, and they walked through all the surroundings. Except for this town, the rest of the towns around Baiyun Mountain have not been occupied yet.

Everything is ready now, only the east wind is owed.

Wen Renxi stretched out his hand, and the impenetrable air in the air flowed slowly through his fingers: "The wind is about to blow."

Then, the wind began to blow, and it grew stronger since childhood, whistling through the woods, bringing the sound of howling ghosts and wolves.

There is wind but no snow, just the weather you want.

The wind is still not strong, and the last drop of water in the bucket is slowly leaking out. Most of the Rong people in the small town are sleeping soundly, and the night watchmen are also staggering. What figure flashed by, and if you look at it again, you will only be dazzled, and you will see the snow hills in the distance as figures.

Lu Xiaofeng hit a few snowballs on the guard's sleeping hole, several big men shook their bodies and fell down, taking advantage of this opportunity, he palmed a knife and cut the rope tied to the horse in the square.

The well-trained war horse became agitated, and he quickly whistled twice to calm him down. If Wen Renxi didn't know how to do this, he wouldn't be able to do this matter of going deep into the enemy's camp. Thinking about it, he learned more from his good horse friends. A few hands were so prescient.

The strength of his acupuncture was not strong, and several guards quickly got up, only thinking that they were too sleepy, and under the cover of night, they didn't find anything unusual, and then wandered around patrolling unsteadily.

Hay for horses is piled together, and the dry grass can easily be ignited.

Lu Xiaofeng ignited the pile of hay, and set fire to many houses along the way, and carefully left the town when the fire was still low.

The original residents of the town were all killed by the knife, and he found a deep pit not far from here to bury the corpses.

Wen Renxi was standing on the top of the tree, and Lu Xiaofeng just went into the enemy's camp like this, how could he rest assured, if he hadn't had to stay here this time, it wouldn't be Lu Xiaofeng's turn to take the risk.

The dark red light brightened in the distance, with thick smoke rising straight into the sky, Wen Renxi took out the jade flute that Chu Ming had sent, and played the first note.

The faint sound of the flute sounded, and the town was startled by the fire. The horses that had finally calmed down began to frantic again, neighing and jumping up, and the soldiers were busy fighting the fire. head.

It wasn't until the horse neighed in their ears that they turned their heads and found that the horses had broken free from their ropes and rushed out of the town like desperately.

Outside the small town is a vast snowfield, and it is difficult for a ghost to ride without a horse.

"Chasing! Chase!" They roared, and they also stretched their legs to catch the horse.

The horses ran too fast, the lead horse was leading the lead, and the horses spread their hooves, like a torrent piercing the silence of the snow field.

The soldiers had only two legs, and they were exhausted from following behind. They had to run again, and the horses killed half of them. Without the horses, they could not even go back to the Rong tribe.

I ran across the snow field, climbed over the snow hill, I don’t know how long I ran, and turned over a snow hill with unconscious legs. Standing under the snow hill is the well-equipped northern Xinjiang army. Black armor, reminiscent of the legendary ghost soldiers.

"Withdraw! Withdraw!" At this point, how could the leader not know that he had been tricked? He opened his mouth and screamed, roaring as if he wanted to spit out his soul.

But the soldiers had run out of strength when they ran here. Many soldiers rolled down when they saw the soldiers under the snow hill, and the rest had no strength to resist.

The moment the rope was attached, they were only thankful that there were still some people left in the town.

As long as there are people left, there is still hope.

Chu Ming happily asked his subordinates to take the captives away, and smiled at the war horses parked behind the army. The most elite war horses of the Rong tribe, so many hundred horses meant to send two horses to the emperor, and the rest It's all his!his!his!

The most elite teams can finally change their guns!

The soldiers guarding the town were not in good condition either. There were few people in Baiyun Mountain, and they were all elites who had been shot by the Lord of Baiyun himself. They were able to deal with the rest of the army in no time.

After the horses ran out of the town for a while, Wen Renxi saw a person sneaking out of the town. The figure was very familiar, whoever it was if it wasn't Yang Bin.

Let him run away, this time it's a waste of time, Wen Renxi chased after him without even thinking about it.

Yang Bin has a lot of kung fu, after all, he was born in martial arts back then, and at full speed, Wen Renxi chased him for a long time.

The fire shouting behind him gradually faded, and only the sound of the people running wildly in front could be heard panting.

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Wen Renxi is only a body away from Yang Bin, and he can be killed on the spot with just a stretch of hand.

But suddenly Yang Bin stopped, turned his head and smiled at Wen Renxi, it was very strange, with a smug smile, Wen Renxi was startled, his body braked violently before his brain could react, he stepped back, and tiptoed hard A snow curtain was splashed, blocking the sight of the person in front of him.

I didn't want him to retreat at the same time, white snow splashed all around, and several men in white jumped up under the snow, each holding a steel chain as thick as an arm, and quickly rolled towards him.

There is no way to go forward, and there is no way to go back. Wen Renxi stepped on the steel chain and flew up. White snow flew around him, and the snowflakes began to condense not far from his body. When he fell, his hands were already There is an extra water-colored long sword.

All the steel chains under his feet shattered, and the men in white who surrounded him fell to the ground, sealing their throats cleanly with a sword.

"Good work! I knew this group of trash can't trap Mr.!" Yang Bin stood not far away clapping his hands and smiling, his words full of appreciation.

Wen Renxi raised his eyes: "You are not Yang Bin."

"I said I am, who dares to say no?" Yang Bin smiled, his voice had changed, "Who else in this world can have such a face except me?"

Wen Renxi said calmly, "You sent that group of people."

The man nodded: "That's right, if it weren't for them, how could the master be willing to come to this bitter cold place, so I have to thank Lu Xiaofeng."

Wen Renxi lowered his head, the faint light at night flashed across the sword, a snowflake fell, split in two instantly, and melted into the air.

It's going to start snowing again today.

He stopped talking, the sword light flashed, and he attacked straight up.

Everything became clear, if he wanted to leave here, he had no choice but to kill the person in front of him.

The man's face changed, he became cold, arrogant, and conceited. With his palms hard, a cloud of snowflakes splashed on the ground, turning into a long sword at his fingertips.

Sword against sword.

Wen Renxi became focused, his aura was long and weak, almost nothing, he was the sword in his hand, and it was the flying snow all over the sky, concentrating on the majesty and indifference of Kunlun that has not changed for thousands of years, the long sword is long and narrow, each sword is like a mountain Pressed down, it was so heavy that it was breathless, and there was no escape.

Since there is nowhere to escape, there is only war!

The sword in the man's hand was long and narrow, like a breeze and flowing water, seamless and not piercing, strange and sinister but bright and aboveboard.

His sword was fast, and there was only a flash of cold light in the blink of an eye, and it was impossible to count how many swords he stabbed.Wen Renxi's sword was slow, and he blocked all attacks with one thrust.

The man's eyes were brighter, and the long sword in his hand buzzed, biting his vitals like a poisonous snake.

That sword shone with indescribable magnificence, like the ethereal air of a flying fairy, and it was more ruthless than Ye Gucheng's sword energy, sinister and upright.

Wen Renxi did not retreat but advanced, facing the ravage of the sword, his whole body overflowed with energy, the sword wailed helplessly, and suddenly shattered into pieces of white snow.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand came out and hit the man's chest.

The man's pupils constricted, he leaned back to dodge, and with a twist of his hand, the fragments of the shattered long sword flew into the air, stabbing towards Wen Renxi.

Not one sword, but a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand small swords densely packed like steel needles, screaming and humming when piercing through the air, and a rain of swords dripped down towards Wen Renxi.

The energy around him swelled, shattering the sword close to him, Wen Renxi rushed up against such an attack, stomped on his feet, and snowflakes rose up, but they covered the man like knives.

The man let out a low growl, and released his strength, snowflakes splashed in all directions, falling to the ground with the wind.

At this moment, Wenren Xi and that person were standing very close, their two pairs of eyes as bright as stars looked at each other, and they could even feel each other's gentle breathing.

"Good work." The man praised, a cut was opened on his cheek, blood gushed out, and his arm was stained bright red.

"To each other." Wen Renxi replied, a piece of his clothes was missing, and a piece was torn apart by the sword energy.

In the game of testing each other, it was Wen Renxi's best move after all.

"Sure enough, I saw the right person." The man laughed, with an air of arrogance.

"Heh." Wen Renxi didn't raise the corners of his mouth, and slipped out a single sound from his throat.

The second negotiation broke down.

The moment they realized this, the two of them moved almost at the same time, pointing, clawing and fisting, this time it was a melee combat of Zhao Zhao.

Fists intersected with fists, palms met, and the body collision brought out the sound of metal and stone. Every muffled sound shook the flying snow and splashed, as if something was exploding underground one after another.

The sound became faster and faster, and the snow was splashed again before it fell, and the air was smashed into powder by the force, and rolled and flowed, forming a snow-white cocoon. The two people in the center are no longer visible.

Only the spinning speed of the cocoon continued to accelerate, so fast that there was a sound of swishing through the air, so fast that even the powder could no longer bear such a terrifying speed.

At a certain moment, the rotation of the cocoon stopped, without warning, without any deceleration, and stopped. The next second, a heavy muffled sound exploded from the inside of the cocoon, and a strong wind blasted from it, and the snow field seemed to be lifted. All of them, only white, flying white.

The two figures jumped up and fought against each other very quickly in the air without falling down, as if they were stepping on the air as if they were on the ground. If you look carefully, you can see that every movement of them is stepping on a small and thin snowflake.

The snow flew up, but it was still about to land. The two fell with the speed of the snow, and when one snowflake fell, it stepped on the other snowflake floating on it. From the beginning to the end, the distance between them remained at the position where their bodies touched , Hands, feet, knees, shoulders, every position of the whole body has become a sharp weapon for attack, no one and the two of them are motionless for a second, tossing and turning in a narrow space, the speed is beyond imagination.

Until the last snowflake fell to the ground, the two of them stepped on the soft snow without sinking half an inch. The moment they got down to the ground, the two quickly bounced off. high snow waves.

Wen Renxi coughed lowly, licking off the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The man laughed, and let out that morbid laugh from the deepest part of his throat with great excitement. On the snow in front of him, there was a large swath of bright red.

In the second round, Wen Renxi still had the upper hand.

The short melee battle was very exhausting for them. While adjusting their breath, they started the third dialogue.

To be precise, only the man's mouth kept moving.

"I really... ha... I like you more and more..." The trembling, distorted voice made Wen Renxi's hair stand on end.

Wen Renxi felt in a daze that the way the man looked at him was not looking at a person, but an extremely exquisite work of art that was incomparable to his heart, something he wanted to get no matter what.

After being stared at by that kind of eyes for a long time, he felt that the fresh and fresh breath of his body really began to disappear.

With a chill in his heart, he slowed down his breathing silently, as silently as a dead thing.

"So I underestimated you too much..." The man laughed hoarsely, his eyes were bloodshot.

Wen Renxi didn't say a word, his breathing gradually weakened, gradually, as if melting into this snowfield.

"Really... ha... ha... I want to keep you..." The man panted heavily, staring at Wen Renxi, "I want you... I want you..."

Wen Renxi didn't say a word, white clothes, white hair, white skin, his whole body was as white as snow.

"I'm going to..." the man smiled, "I'm going to put you...in the ice...it must be beautiful..."

Wen Renxi didn't seem to hear anything, everything about him turned pale, when you saw him, it was like seeing a snow field, you couldn't see the inner meaning, you couldn't see the appearance, only white, silent, devouring everything white.

"It's beautiful...it must be..." The man was still laughing, the corners of his mouth and eyes were red, which was shocking.

Tick, tick.

Streams flowed from his body and robes to the ground.

The man's laughter gradually faded.

Wen Renxi turned his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The third round started silently and narrowly won.

Realm fights realm, Dao confronts Dao, even if you win by your state of mind, you will exhaust your physical strength.

The game that seems to be the most understated is actually the most difficult.

His clothes were drenched in cold sweat, and he was trying his best to be able to stand at this moment.

The people in front of him were not feeling well, their internal organs were seriously injured, and it was incredible for him to be able to stand here at this time.

"My people..." the man hissed, "my people can reach..."

He paused to catch his breath for a while, then he snorted and said, "Your Lu Xiaoji...I guess I haven't noticed that you're gone until now..."

Because of the sure chance of winning, he talked more: "Speaking of it... I have to thank you... If it weren't for you, I... now I probably wouldn't be able to touch that door... The third round... If it wasn't for Mr. The backhand...wouldn't be in such a situation..."

Wen Renxi said nothing, his heart sank to the bottom bit by bit.

The snowfield is so big that he is far away from the small town, even if Lu Xiaofeng has a dog's nose, he can't be found at this time.

For the mountain Jiuren, it fell short.

In the third round, he was attacked by a sneak attack, and even if he barely won, he had to use up his last hole card.

He wryly smiled a little.

This time, I'm afraid it's really about saying goodbye to Lu Xiaofeng, it's a blessing that he wasn't involved in this matter.

The involvement was too extensive and the conspiracy was too deep. He would write the ending of the matter before Lu Xiaofeng got involved, and then hide his own body so that Lu Xiaofeng would never find it for the rest of his life.

I didn't expect that the two jars of wine buried would come in handy so soon.

But at this time, why is it so crazy to want to see him.

Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng, Lu Xiaofeng.

Lowering his eyelids to cover the scarlet under his eyes, he didn't know where the strength came from, turned around, gritted his teeth and took a step forward.

His body was empty, and every time he moved, his body protested in pain. Even when his body was hot with rouge, he had never been so embarrassed.

"I can't run away..." The man laughed behind him, "It's better to save some effort..."

Unable to stop, cold sweat oozed from his forehead, he staggered step by step, his embarrassing appearance made him want to laugh a little.

Lu Xiaofeng, you bastard.

He cursed in his heart, this was probably the most vulgar thing he had ever said, he gritted his teeth, as if biting Lu Xiaofeng's flesh, squeezed little by little strength from his body, and pushed himself forward .

"I want to see Lu Xiaofeng so much..." The man was laughing, "I'll catch you in the future... why bother yourself..."

In his entire life, he had never heard a uglier laugh.

Consciousness began to fade away, his eyes were blurred, but he was still struggling to move forward.

Asshole, nasty, shameless, full of crap.

He used all the swear words he knew to describe Lu Xiaofeng, and his heart still softened every time he thought of him, smiling foolishly, jumping foolishly, playing foolishly with his little thoughts, and then shamelessly leaning into him heart.

He couldn't see anything clearly in front of him, and the cold sweat dripped down on the snow, burning shallow pits, and the blood began to surge up again, but unfortunately he couldn't hold it down this time.

The snow in front of him began to bleed red, I don't know if it came from his body, there was a roar in his ears, but it was Lu Xiaoji's cheerful "hearing people, hearing people" repeatedly.

It's so noisy.

He moved his lips and smiled.

But he loves it.

The laughter of the person behind him seems to have stopped, forget it, it doesn’t matter, let’s go as far as we can go,

"famous person--"

It's coming again, this voice, the chirping Lu Xiaoji, can't you let him stop for a while?

Why is there still a sharp roar?

He raised his eyes in a trance, amidst the snow-white eyes, a little bright red was particularly dazzling.

Lu Xiaofeng's red cloak, he actually saw Lu Xiaoji running to rescue him, maybe it was considered an extra benefit?

Reluctantly stretching out his hand, using up the last bit of strength, no matter if it was true or not, he still couldn't refuse Lu Xiaofeng's hand.

Then the world spun, and he was pulled onto the horse, and the pain of his body hitting the saddle brought an incomparable sense of reality.

"Lu Xiaoji." He murmured, with a rare blank look on his face.

He dawdled and buried his face in the warm cloak, and closed his eyes tiredly to hide the moisture in his eyes.

Lu Xiaofeng wrapped his cloak tightly and pulled the reins: "I promised you in the imperial city that day, Lu Xiaoji will not let you die."

"You actually took it seriously." Wen Renxi's voice was already low, with a smile on his face.

"En." Lu Xiaofeng pursed his lips, the steady temperature in his arms made his manic heart sink back into his heart.

Fortunately, he caught up.

……

Lu Xiaofeng was originally watching the army count the heads in the small town, but he felt inexplicable uneasiness in his heart, something was wrong, he wanted to say it but he couldn't think of it.

Facts also verified his uneasiness, Yang Bin disappeared.

What made Lu Xiaofeng even more alarmed was that the sound of the flute stopped for a long time, and Wen Renxi never came back.

The longer he waited, the more anxious he became.

Gritting his teeth, he pulled the horse and jumped on it. Wen Renxi had no clue where he had gone, so he just followed his instinct and galloped the horse, praying countless times in his heart that his instinct must be accurate and be stronger.

It would have been nice if Ying hadn't been allowed to return to the capital, he regretted this, but he could only grit his teeth and urge the horse to go faster, and faster.

Maybe God looked at him pitifully, and was reluctant to cut the thin red thread, so that he could harm others again. When he himself was desperate, he saw red.

Blood all over the place.

He had never seen Wen Renxi so embarrassed that he was dazzled the moment he saw only a vague figure in the distance.

Ecstasy, relief, worry, and fear filled his head at the same time, he uncontrollably shouted Wen Renxi's name, only to find his voice almost choked when he opened his mouth.

If it's okay, it must be okay.

The hand he held was cold and lifeless, and the body in his arms was so weak that he had no strength at all. He had only recovered from health for a few days, and was exhausted by so many disasters, but he could still sleep. It is enough to call him Lu Xiaoji in his arms, and he will be able to raise him back slowly in the future.

Lu Xiaofeng sniffled and found that his face was covered with tears, so he quickly wiped it off with his hand.

I took the promise made in the palace seriously, and I took it seriously all my life.

The author has something to say: the number of words is exploding...

dead

It's really been all night

At the beginning, Kawenka was dying, and he suffocated [-] words in four hours. Later, Wensi was like a diabetes collapse, unable to stop the car, and the number of words exploded [Manual goodbye

To be honest, when Wen Renxi finally wanted to find Lu Xiaofeng when he wrote it, it should be super touching, but the gap between the brain and the writing is too scary

Heartbroken

I want to emphasize that Lu Xiaoji is Wen Renxi's first love, first kiss, and the first night after visual inspection is also his.Book!Won't!fall in love!

If you love him, you have to pet him, Wen Renxi only knows this

Lu Xiaoji is a perfect example of mediocrity

Successfully made Lu Xiaoji cry, to be honest, quite a sense of accomplishment hahahahaha

It's time for the final confession, little angels, do you love me more when you see the stupid author who is trying to update? 030