[Sword Three] Chase, Life, Gu II

Staying at the time when they met for the last time: wearing a heroic Nanhuang suit, a head of black hair was simply tied into a ponytail with a metal hair crown, the delicate features showed a faint determination, and the corners of the lips seemed to be slightly upturned—— It's just that there is no heartbeat, no breathing, no temperature, and no response to his hug.

The person in front of him will not pinch his cheek with his teeth bared, and say with crooked eyes, 'Come here, come on, Ah Liang, call Ah Tang Guoguo and listen to it';

And he won't peck him on the cheek and run away in seconds when he protests, "I exposed it a few years ago, don't want to take advantage of me this time, you should call me brother";

Not to mention leaning on him intimately, whispering jokingly in his ear—"Ah Liang, come to be my guest?"

but……

Even a dream is better than a hopeless reality.

He took a deep breath of the air with Tang Zimo, and his clear voice whispered to himself.

"A Tang, do you know that I have been looking for you all these years. You said that you would go to the Valley of the Wicked in the future, so I pestered Master to insist on it for a long, long time..."

"When I arrived in the Valley of the Wicked, I asked people everywhere about you, and found one possible person after another... Later, when I saw even a trace of you, I would chase after you and ask. I was afraid that if I was negligent, I would pass you by. ...becoming like a fool..."

"Later... After a long time... I didn't even dare to ask... I only dared to hide in the distance and watch and watch secretly, hoping that someone would call me again when they turned around." Ah Liang'..."

"Ah Tang... As I said, no matter what you become, I will want you... Even if you... Even if you forget me..."

Fingers dug deeply into the fabric of the boy's back, lips brushed against the cold cheek, Qu Liang's voice trembled slightly and became hoarse.

"If...if you are dead...then...let me know...

"I'm about... I can't hold on anymore..."

"Tang Zimo..."

Immersed in infinite sorrow, the body in my arms suddenly moved.

Qu Liang was stunned.

This body, which had stopped in time for a long time, actually exuded warmth. The boy's body trembled slightly, and then he hugged him slowly and firmly.

"Tang Zi—hmm!" Qu Liang was kissed as soon as he raised his head.

The cold and greasy two petals, with a refreshing taste, pressed against his lips warmly, touching and licking them carefully again and again, melting the dry skin little by little.

...the heart is about to jump out of the throat!

Being impacted alternately by the great sense of happiness and sadness, Qu Liang became dizzy and went limp.

How...how could there be such a beautiful dream...

But sure enough... this is a dream, right?There are only dreams...

He closed his eyes slowly, with a sweet vanity.

Tang Dapao walked through the snow field blankly.

He looked at his hand, squeezed his fist, and the tight leather made a "creak" sound when he clenched his fist.

He is confused now.In fact, he has been confused ever since he received the secret mission that required him to break into the Valley of the Wicked.

As early as in the Tang Sect, Tang Dapao was an extremely unobtrusive person. This does not mean the skills of lurking and assassination, but his existence itself is inconspicuous:

Moderate personality, taciturn, and even dull;

Although the appearance is not ugly, but it is not particularly brilliant, probably a little better than the public face, anyway, the senior sister always says that she looks like a melon;

In terms of martial arts, both the Feather Shocking Jue and the Tianluo Guidance were mediocre. After weighing it over and over again, he chose the Feather Shocking Jue compared to the Tianluo Guidance, which required a higher level of mental sensitivity.

After all, hard work makes up for it!Tang Dapao has been consoling himself in this way for more than 20 years.

Later, the Haoqi League was established, and Tang Sect sent representatives to Nanyue in order to express their support for the righteous way of martial arts. Tang Dapao became one of them for no reason, and since then...became a free coolie.

It would be appropriate to say that it is a coolie. Tang Dapao has always felt that the only advantages in himself are probably hard work and hard work.

Among his peers in the same period, he is the only one who is still at the grassroots level: Tang Lin, who is more familiar with him, has become the captain of the executive department with his cautious character and excellent action; as for Tang Wuyuan, the legend among his peers The "elders" became even more out of reach, and in his eyes had already become some kind of longing.

So, after studying Tianxuanying's autograph order for two days and making sure that it was not given to the wrong person, Tang Dapao accepted his fate—with great apprehension and some indescribable expectations.

However, on the first day of entering the valley, because he was not familiar with the wind direction of the Valley of the Wicked, he was ugly and "slapped".

Tang Cannon sat under a dead tree in frustration, a little at a loss.This is the Cemetery of Bones. The wilderness is barren and infested with poisonous insects. After nightfall, miasma is everywhere. Those with weak skills cannot survive.

In his dark pocket is the signal flare given by Tang Lin, which can be regarded as a kind "special care" from his superiors to his colleagues, and it happens to come in handy at this time.

It's just that Tang Dapao doesn't want to do this.

If he wasted a life-saving flare for the reason of "accidentally breaking his leg in the wild", even if he was incompetent, he couldn't help but despise it, let alone...

Looking at the left leg that was twisted at a strange angle, suddenly, there was a rush of breath from his stomach. This was an impulse that he didn't quite understand, but he just instinctively felt—— You should be so cowardly!

Tang Dapao leaned on the thousand receiver, dragged his broken leg and stood up with difficulty.It seems that people in the Valley of the Evil seek treatment from Xiao Yao'er, the "Yan Wang Tie", right?After roughly judging the direction, he moved step by step.

It was past noon, and the sun in the Valley of the Wicked was not poisonous, only drowsy and suspended in chaos, but the earth was continuously steaming with heat.

Tang Dapao blinked his eyes to let the thick sweat drip down, and the continuous transparent liquid slid to the corners of his tightly pursed mouth, which was full of salty and fishy smell.His chest and back were already soaked, the air in front of his eyes was distorted faintly, and everything turned into a vast expanse of whiteness. His consciousness had already been a little blurred, and his sense of direction was sometimes lost. A sudden impulse.

Suddenly, the supporting thousand receivers fell into a crack when hitting the ground, and Tang Dapao was caught off guard and staggered and fell to the ground.This fall broke away the strength he had been holding on to until now, and his body immediately gave an alarm, and the sudden surge of soreness made him almost cry out, and he could no longer move his limbs.

Tang Dapao squinted his eyes and looked at the sky, his whole body was dripping with cold sweat, and his broken leg was excruciatingly painful, but it couldn't compare to the pain in his heart.

How could I... be so useless.

Reluctantly raising his hand, the young man tapped the ground lightly and lightly.

This is certainly not the end of memories.

What happened next, Tang Dapao felt that he might never forget it for the rest of his life.

"Hey, wake up, hello! Are you okay? Can you hear me?" A male voice suddenly sounded in the ear, which sounded like cool water in the woods.

There seemed to be a shadow shaking through the thin eyelids, a slightly cool hand was pressed to his forehead, and he patted his face again.

Tang Dapao wanted to say it was all right, but he only had the strength to open his mouth.

The touch on the face disappeared, and the hands moved to the exposed chest, and then a cold little thing got into his body.

Damn!Tang Dapao was so frightened that his whole body trembled, feeling the little thing swimming down from his chest quickly, his whole body was tense and he didn't dare to breathe out.

"Don't be nervous, it's to induce Gu, relax." Tang Dapao froze when his hair was stroked soothingly, his body miraculously relaxed, as if a special nerve had been touched.

insanity……?It's a Hmong...

The Gu worm traveled along the veins to the legs, swam around the broken bone, and got in in an instant.

"Uh——!" Tang Dapao let out a scream from the intense pain—sharp pain like being devoured bone marrow, and the naked nerves inside were stimulated without any cover, even if he was in the secret room of Tangmen when he was young Being nailed to the wall by the rain of arrows has never hurt so much.

"Be patient, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain." It was that voice again, comforting with a bit of illusion-like pity, and then something soft and cold slowly surrounded his legs, and then slowly Seeped in.Tang Dapao clearly felt that under the traction of Gu worms in his body, there were invisible silk threads entangled around the bones, filling the cracks little by little, and restoring the broken bones little by little; the ubiquitous cold relieved the pain to a great extent , except for the initial one, the subsequent treatment was not as uncomfortable as imagined.

"Huh... that's it." With his hands off his legs, the man let out a sigh of relief.

Tang Dapao also took a long, deep breath before he dared to open his eyes and look upwards:

With insect flutes and medicine baskets on his back, open skirts, dazzling silver ornaments, and a heavy silver horned hat on his head, he is indeed a Hmong;

Take a closer look: loose black hair, slightly pouty thin lips, fine and beautiful nasal bones and painted eyebrows——those eyes are poisonous but clear gray-purple, staring right now. See for yourself.

staring at myself...

Staring at myself......

In the next second, his face flushed red.

This man is a man! ?

The voice is male and the chest is male, it should be male, that's right!

But...but why is he so hot and good-looking?

"Pfft." The Miao man in front of him seemed to be amused by his stupid appearance, and he turned his head and laughed out loud. Tang Dapao looked at his drooping eyelashes and delicate side face when he turned his face halfway, and felt sanity Trance.

"Many... Thank you benefactor."

"You're welcome." Miao Ren bent his lips kindly, and stretched out his hand, "I'm in Xiaquliang, and I'm a doctor in the Valley of the Evil. Are you new here? Come, I'll help you go home."

The finger bones in front of her eyes were long and slender, her nails were clean, and she had an unexpectedly pure flesh color. When she reached out and held it, she could feel the thin calluses. It was a pair of beautiful and dexterous hands.Tang Dapao carefully held the soft coolness, and stood up with Qu Liang's support. The injured leg was a little sore and limp, but the bones were obviously healed perfectly.

"Thank you, Dr. Qu." Tang Dapao murmured, his heart softened suddenly: He said he would help him go home, go home...

Obediently let Qu Liang lift his arms around his neck, the distance was suddenly very close, Tang Dapao could smell the bursts of cold fragrance from Qu Liang's body, his heart beat like a drum in an instant, and when he looked up quietly, he saw a There are some erratic eyes, and the smile on the corners of the lips has not disappeared, only a little bit of nostalgia and illusion-like subtle loss in the sunlight.

Immediately, the chest was itchy as if being pulled by the hair, and even the heart was itchy.

So how can a male one be so fragrant?

And why is he itching for a man! ?

It's just that no matter how hard you struggle, you can't erase this figure, even if you learn the name of "Holy Hand Poison Doctor" in the future and deliberately avoid it, it still remains the same.Tang Dapao only remembered: the Miao man who saved him smiled so beautifully in the sun.

He stopped suddenly in the snow.

So... what the hell did I do...

Tang Dapao shrugged his shoulders and hugged his head in complete confusion.

Even if he obeyed Tang Rin's order, and Tang Rin obeyed Tang Wuyuan's order, he also knew that Qu Liang was cheated by someone without doing anything bad.

What's more, he also witnessed Qu Liang pounced on "myself" under the cold arrow, and watched that "myself" stabbed the magic nail into his arms and defenseless body at the moment of embracing Qu Liang.

"Quliang..."

The heart beats and hurts.

Except for his mother, Qu Liang was the first person who cared about him so much since he was a child... But now, because of his obedience and honesty, he was taken away by the boss who killed the star, and there was no news of him, and no one knew of his whereabouts or fate.

Tang Dapao couldn't help trembling when he thought of the evaluation of Tang Wuyuan and the rumors in the league on weekdays; what would happen to Qu Liang by that person?What kind of cruel torture and criminal law will he suffer?Could he have...

There was a large and chaotic redness in front of his eyes, and he seemed to see the beautiful face in the pool of blood distorted, and his eyes were full of targeted resentment and unwillingness; while Tang Wuyuan was standing beside him, his hands and cheeks were stained with blood, Turning his face and curling his lips, he smiled coolly and said, "It's just right, come here and deal with this."

He shook his head and slapped himself violently——

No, Tang Dapao, you can't be so pessimistic!You can't be such a wimp!

Yes, Tang Dapao admitted that he likes Qu Liang, the kind of person who fell in love with him at first sight—whether he was bewitched by that face, or the fledgling complex of escaped death, it doesn’t matter, if he likes it, he likes it, even if the other party A real man.

"I have... to save him."

He clenched his fists uncomfortably, his brows were wrinkled in pain, and his eyes were slack;

"If I don't even save him..."

"Crack." The sound of stepping on the snow was so clear in the open space.

"Who?" Quickly raising the receiver, Tang Dapao pointed vigilantly at the rock wall ahead.

Obviously, the other party didn't want to hide. Accompanied by a pleasant "jingle" sound, a man turned out from behind the rock: his lean upper body was almost naked in the ice and snow, decorated with complicated silver ornaments, and the purple cloth symbolized half-covered The body is slightly raising the lower jaw with a somewhat coquettish smile.

Tang Dapao knew this Miao man, or it was hard to say whether he knew him or not.

His name is Can Ruo, and he is a disciple of the Five Poisons with relatively low qualifications but extraordinary strength in the Valley of the Evil. Even more like a goblin than Qu Liang.

However, if Qu Liang is a translucent purple ice crystal, this ginseng in front of him is a purple-black pearl -- beautiful, but there is an unpleasant mysterious aura all over his body.

Tang Dapao had never met Shen Ruo before, so he was very alert with his weapon ready to go.

"Why are you so nervous? I won't eat you~" As if he didn't feel his guard at all, Shen Ruo just said calmly in a gorgeous and frivolous voice, "Hey~ Let me ask you, do you want to know... Qu Liang Where is it?"

Tang Dapao was taken aback, and nodded subconsciously, then he thought about how he knew he wanted to find Qu Liang, could it be that the villain with a heart saw the previous incident? ——then immediately shook his head again, and the machine spring in his hand made a soft "click".

"Oh...why are you so excited~" Shen Ruowei pursed his lips and showed his innocence, "I really want to help you, you are so ungrateful, I am very sad?" He said sadly, with a smile on his face But nothing less.

"You, why, know?" Tang Dapao bit his lower lip with a complicated expression.

"You said it yourself just now~" Shen Ruo shrugged.

Just now... Unknowingly said what I thought?It's really...out of control.

"……why?"

"You mean why you want to help you? Of course it's because of my friendship with Qu Liang~" Sen Ruo walked past her light brown eyes, putting away her frivolous smile, and took two steps forward. Stepping forward, the dark brown braids swayed behind his head, "I want to cooperate with you, and everyone can get what they need." After a pause, Shen Ruo said again, "Let me express my sincerity first, first of all, I know you It's a noble spirit. Just because I didn't expose you, you should trust me a little bit, huh?"

Tang Dapao opened his mouth, his eyes widened in shock.

"Well, it's not a secret anymore." Shen Ruo smiled again, "Just now, your companion, Tang Lin, was spotted and arrested by Black Crow's men. "

Master Tang Lin was arrested? !How is this going?

"It's his bad luck to bump into a ruthless character~" Seeing Tang Dapao's doubts, Shen Ruo spread his hands regretfully, "So, as long as your current whereabouts are still under the control of Evilman Valley, wait for the poison fairy who finds everything As soon as you wake up... you are finished~ Now your only way out is to cooperate with me, not only will I not betray you, but I will also escort you to the Haoqi League, how about it?"

Tang Dapao fell silent.

After a while, he took a deep breath, looked up at Shen Ruo seriously, and said, "I don't believe it."

"……where?"

"I don't believe that Master Tang Lin will be caught by you, and I don't believe that you will help me unconditionally."

Hearing this, Shen Ruo rolled her eyes up to the sky: "I said, Mr. Tang, is there any benefit for me to lie to you? That's all, anyway, I can't understand the stubbornness of the Han people in my life." Sighing exaggeratedly, Shen Ruoli straightened the bangs on her forehead, closed her eyes half-closed and smiled slightly, "In that case, I'll be a good person to the end... let you see Tang Lin for the last time~"

East Kunlun Camp.

A pitch-black shadow soared through the restless falling snow, then rolled over and made a perfect landing.

Tang Wuyuan tightened his burqa, and quickened his pace with some displeasure.

Ever since he was planted with "coldness", his physique has undergone strange changes: not only will he lose consciousness when the poison occurs, his body temperature is also lower than ordinary people on weekdays, and once he is in a cold environment, his nerve reflexes and The sensitivity of the muscles will drop involuntarily, although the delayed part is only a moment for most people.

But Tang Wuyuan hates all restraint and loss of control. Obviously, "coldness" has already taken up these two elements.

Therefore, compared with life threats and other things, what he hopes most is to be able to get rid of this restraint; after all, this is also the attachment to Qu Liang: after all, the "cold feeling" has been able to react so violently all these years People, Qu Liang is the first.

It's a pity... this little poison is not very cooperative. He is obviously a doctor but resisted with twists and turns.

Thinking of the inexplicable poisonous hair yesterday, Tang Wuyuan couldn't help but chuckled vaguely—is that Quliang now "losing his wife and losing his army"?

Involuntarily, the look of that person being tossed miserably appeared in front of his eyes, Tang Wuyuan was in a good mood immediately, and his steps became much lighter.

When passing through scattered guards and entering the tent, Qu Liang was still in a coma, ignorant of the enemy's arrival.

Without the sting of posturing when he was awake, the unconscious little poison was tightly wrapped in the quilt and curled up on the bed. The only face that was exposed was still pale, but it was much better than the painful look of frowning at the beginning.

Tang Wuyuan walked to the side of the bed almost silently, a faint shadow hit the soft white.He stretched out his hand to touch Qu Liang's forehead, and found that his hands were no longer as hot as before, so he couldn't help silently giving a thumbs up to his "kidnapped" friend.

Through the leather, you can still feel the temperature from the skin, as well as the smooth and soft touch, and the cold fragrance of Qinglingling slowly wafts from Quliang's neck.

The fingers seem to be consciously sliding down from the forehead to the corners of the eyes, and then slowly around the ears, picking up a bunch of black hair and gently twisting them with the fingertips.This man's hair is still well-groomed, loose and flexible like black silk; I guess I had this kind of hair when I was green and young, and it's not as white as it is now, and I can be targeted as soon as I go out without dyeing or covering up.

"Well……"

A thin nasal sound suddenly came from under his fingers, Qu Liang's head moved, and he turned away from his "magic claws".

……woke up?

Tang Wuyuan simply sat down by the bed, saw that Qu Liang just changed his posture, only let out a few soft moans of unknown meaning from his throat, and then fell asleep again.

It seems that this is not even a coma.

Tang Wuyuan raised his eyebrows, feeling a little frustrated: I've never seen someone who can sleep so soundly in the enemy camp, should I say that he is too confident that he won't kill him or something... Tsk!

So Uncle Tang, who was a little upset, bent down in a strange way, and took a bite on Qu Liang's lips like a dragonfly, but he didn't feel satisfied with just one kiss, so he pecked a few more times at different angles, and finally just pressed the back of his head and gnawed loosely It went down and developed into a lustful wet kiss.The sleeping little poison was completely defenseless against his hooliganism, he obediently loosened his jaw and let you enjoy it, and from time to time, small drunken sobbing sounds came out of his nose.

...It's not good, if it goes on like this, there will be endless misfires. If it goes wrong today, it will only be left to Hua Yuqi.

After weighing it over and over again, Tang Wuyuan withdrew his tongue reluctantly based on the idea of ​​starting from a long-term perspective.

Unexpectedly, Qu Liang actually moved at this time...

"Don't go... Tang Zimo..."

The strong cold fragrance blowing towards his face enveloped his chilling body, and the little poison in only his single clothes hugged his neck tightly with both hands, chasing and kissing him in this position: immature, jerky and cautious.

Qu Liang's kiss was very bad, it was completely licking and biting like he was at a loss; on the contrary to his mouth, his hands hugged him tightly, and even his fingertips sank into his back, and he could feel the trembling through the leather jacket The strength seemed to embed his whole body in his arms.

I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but along with this proactive kiss, a strange feeling suddenly squeezed into the chest cavity: a slight sourness and tingling pain, and bursts of numbness on the tip of the heart; this is an emotion that makes people want to cry , a mixture of warmth and stuffy pain.This kind of complicated emotion was strange and inexplicable to Tang Wuyuan, he just felt that his chest was very uncomfortable, but his intuition told him that this kind of emotion obviously came from the person in his arms who was holding him tightly.

And all of this...is all because of that "Tang Zimo" in his mouth?

Tang Wuyuan frowned, and instinctively hated the feeling of being used as a stand-in, but obviously he would not give up the delicious food because of such a little discomfort. After the initial astonishment and discomfort, he quickly turned to seduce Qu Liang's The tip of the tongue, guiding the jerky softness, danced together.

The intertwining of tongue and tongue is like a pair of snakes, each taste bud is closely connected together, and the barrier-free kiss brings great enjoyment like the fusion of water and milk, which is probably the most comfortable in life A kiss was made.

The slightly trembling eyelashes in front of his eyes made his face itchy, so he simply closed his eyes to focus more on the feeling.

Tang Wuyuan's kiss is as aggressive as his own, sucking, gnawing, and the tip of his tongue sweeping across every soft spot in his mouth, changing the angle and even being able to reach the soft meat above the base of the tongue, a little poisonous thing. The existence of the more sensitive upper jaw shrunk upwards as if shocked with just a light touch, and at the same time the body in the arms trembled violently, and the whole body fell limply.

His breathing became messy, and the unswallowable saliva dripped down his chin, leaving wet marks, and the heat spread all the way to his lower abdomen, which was about to twitch, and even the "cold feeling" seemed to be excited.Qu Liang's arms were no longer as strong as they were at the beginning, they were only hanging loosely around Tang Wuyuan's neck, and the entire waist and spine bowed into a voluptuous arc due to the heavy load.Tang Wuyuan clasped the back of Qu Liang's neck with one hand, and stretched his other hand along his chest to the back of his waist, slowly stroking the smooth and supple skin.

Wanting to...violate him...

Desire naturally burned up.The lips left the ravaged, red and swollen wetness, slowly moved to the neck, and kissed softly against the pulsating blood vessels, leaving behind blossoms of deep pink that bloomed one after another, all the way down Open the skirt of the clothes that got in the way, and lightly bite on the position of the heart...

Just when Tang Wuyuan was engrossed in gnawing, the body in his arms suddenly stiffened, and then his hands were suddenly pushed towards the breastplate; Tang Wuyuan was pushed so carelessly that he couldn't find his sense of balance, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

"..."

"..."

Qu Liang's chest heaved violently, his eyes drifted away for a while before refocusing, with a panicked expression on his face, he tightened his clothes and retreated instinctively, a little weakly on guard.

As for Tang Wuyuan... It was the first time in so many years that he was kicked out of bed by someone, so now his face was as dark as black, and he squinted his eyes sharply to scan Qu Liang, who was straight up, his thoughts flashed Not a very good picture.

Qu Liang's whole body was numb from the naked stare, and it took him a long time to recover his breath before he recovered his voice: "You...what are you doing?"

"Tsk... I still want to ask you, little poison," Tang Wuyuan adjusted his sitting posture, laughing bloodthirstyly, "I just fainted yesterday, and today I have a sexual dream? Who do you think you are, kissing and hugging."

That obscene word was said frivolously and ridiculed, which made Qu Liang feel a serious blow to his self-esteem.

Even if the dream is illusory after waking up, it is better than facing a hooligan, but this hooligan is still an untouchable killer.

"It has nothing to do with you." After a long while, Qu Liang turned his head to the side and said in a strong tone, but the hoarseness that had not yet recovered was abruptly turned into a temptation in his ears, and even the soft neck that turned away became more delicious.

Tang Wuyuan felt a strong "hunger".This kind of hunger has never appeared in him: even though Hua Zhanyi always said that he is "full of red sleeves", in fact, apart from poisonous hair, he can usually maintain it even if he is hugged by Wenxiang nephrite Rationality and calmness are in a completely dominant position even during sexual intercourse, leaving one-third of rationality free from the domination of physical pleasure.After all, his identity is sensitive, so Tang Wuyuan still keeps a respectful distance from things like peony flowers dying.

But only now is different...

Facing the little poison in front of him, it seems that no matter what he does, it is a delicious piece of meat in Tang Wuyuan's eyes, and his focus is always on "can it be done" rather than "should it be done".

It's almost... like a demon... or should I say, like being bewitched?

It's just that what kind of Gu can affect his mind more than "Lengqing", which is at the level of natal Gu, even "Lengqing" is strongly attracted by Qu Liang, let alone himself as the master.

"Heh... is that 'Tang Zimo'?" Tang Wuyuan stood up and patted his hem, approaching the bed again.

"How could you..." Qu Liang's eyes widened slightly, a clean purple glowing brightly.

"You shouted this name while hugging me when you were making waves. It's hard not to hear it." Tang Wuyuan shrugged exaggeratedly, raised his hand to hook Qu Liang's chin, and pointed down, "Thank you Fu, it's on fire."

Qu Liang quickly glanced at Tang Wuyuan's lower body, and was so startled that goosebumps appeared, he quickly looked away and said:

"……what do you want."

Nonsense, of course I'm going to fuck you head-on.

Of course, this can only be said in his heart, after all, he still remembers the bloody appearance of this person not long ago, although he is really hungry and thirsty.

"Well, you can help me solve it as you like, and in return... I'll use my intelligence network to help you find out about that 'Tang Zimo', how about it?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Qu Liang was obviously stunned, not knowing whether he was digesting the first half of the sentence or the second half.

After a long time, he raised his head in a daze: "You...are you joking?"

"I never joke around."

Lies are another thing that Tang Wuyuan completely dislikes, and in his opinion, the essence of jokes is close to lies.

Although... when he answered this sentence, he felt a little uncomfortable, and an instinctive displeasure suddenly appeared from inside his body.

The waiting at this time is undoubtedly a kind of torment.

After about a cup of tea, Qu Liang raised his head with difficulty.

He bit his lip, his face was flushed with shame and resentment of being forced to compromise, but also with a bit of depression and hope, this expression made him look even more impatient.

Finally, Qu Liang nodded stiffly, slowly and firmly.

Tang Wuyuan knew that he would definitely compromise.

After all... a name that can be called out in that crying tone, no matter how you think about it, it's a good match, right?

Otherwise, after the investigation, this person can be easily dealt with, so that he has a reason to keep Qu Liang by his side.

Wait, keep...

Tang Wuyuan sneered and shook his head, how could he have such unreliable thoughts.Want him to raise a vicious dog as a restraint?

Slowly loosening the metal buckle belt, Tang Wuyuan pressed one knee on the bed, looked down at Qu Liang with flushed cheeks, and said in a hoarse and mellow voice:

"Then... shall we begin?"

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In the snowy field, a horse Zhao Yebai was galloping, on top of which sat a soldier in light armor and a young man in a black robe, the direction was due northwest.Thanks to Hua Zhanyi's blessing, he had to rush to the base camp first to meet Luo Ci

In fact, according to Li Jinrui's idea, he just wanted to leave the Haoqi camp as low-key as possible, and then go to the lower part of West Kunlun as soon as possible.He more or less guessed that Ye Liancheng ate Sunset Ridge. Although the surprise attack of the division of troops was a little unexpected, but in this way, what the Luo army division said to him before his departure really came true——

"General Li, I have a hunch. The person you are waiting for will appear here."

Li Jinrui smiled, a little helplessness and pampering appeared on his usually solemn face.

It was true that he had waited, but he fought so hard that he passed out in embarrassment when confronting the young master.

No way, God knows how nervous he was when he saw those familiar eyebrows!Although I was the one who proposed to leave the Ye family at first, now I am also the one who is so excited to see the young master, this is really... Sigh...

After all, ever since something happened in Tiance, he has never been able to forgive himself for having such nasty thoughts about the young master he longed for, let alone imagine the consequences of Ye Liancheng discovering about it... and the situation at that time, As long as he stays by Ye Liancheng's side, he will one day be unable to bear it - Li Jinrui is a real person, and he knows very well where the bottom line of his self-control lies.

So after weighing it over and over again, he still chose to leave, to atone for his sins, and when he heard that the Valley of the Wicked is such a place where all the evil in the world can be accommodated, he decided to go as far away as he could see, and healed the root cause.

To leave on his own initiative, the young master... must be very angry.

I still remember hearing Ye Liancheng's loud shout before the battle, when he was so guilty that his scalp was numb.He could hear the raging anger, but he really couldn't explain it clearly in a few words, so he had to look away and see what was going on, very flustered.

In fact, Li Jinrui regretted it not long after he arrived in the Valley of the Wicked, because all the things he had imagined in advance were useless: he thought it was just a temporary scheming, and he thought that as long as he broke the contact with the young master and calmed down for a while, he would be fine. If he can return to normal, he will go back and apologize when he is back to normal, and just ask for a sin, even if he is asked to kneel on the sword mound with an epee on his back, it will be fine.

In the end, who knows...who knows that the situation didn't improve at all after leaving, but worsened:

I still remember that in the morning mist of the sound of horns in the barracks, he woke up with a panicked expression, looked shocked at the whiteness of his hands, and was deeply shocked by his own filth because of a vague dream.

Then what about the time when he was abducted by Fan Zhuo to the Zuihong Courtyard?

Although Li Jinrui is well-known as an idiot in the Valley of the Evil, he is a man with normal development after all.He does not have the way of being pure and ascetic as Xin You Luo Ci, and gradually he will go to Miligul with a few familiar comrades in arms, although it was the first time that he was deceived by Fan Zhuoqiang.

I still remember that the Mingjiao disciple hooked his neck and spoke ambiguously: "I said General Li, you people from the Central Plains... don't you all hold back like this? The evil fire... the more you don't let it out, the more it burns. Wang."

In the phrase.

Li Jinrui, who had an immovable face, felt turbulent in his heart when he heard this.

Maybe what Fan Zhuo said is right, after all, at his age, he has never touched a living person except with his hands, maybe... After he understands the benefits of women, his dirty obsession with the young master will fade away?

However, reality gave him a big slap in the face.

Thinking of his first time with General Li, it was really unbearable. Looking back on Yue Mingzhong: the specific process has long been blurred, and I only remember the soft whisper of the person next to the pillow after the incident