The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

The winter moon night is cold, and the few white plums on the path are like washing, and the fragrance is refreshing but not too strong.

It's past midnight, and there are no people on the road, only a few solitary lamps hanging outside the door, the dim light is even more peaceful.

In the forest behind Duyuan, a flash of cold light suddenly appeared, and then several clear lights followed one after another, and the clear sound of the sword dance was extremely clear.

As if the rainstorm was about to stop, the sword body broke through another gust of wind, and then the dizzying speed gradually slowed down. In the end, the sword body turned into one and returned to calm.

Young Master Yan looked up at his sword, put it away reluctantly, and handed it to the servant-looking man beside him.

"Million, put away my sword, and don't appear in front of me again." He ordered.Surprisingly, the mute in daylight actually spoke.

The man took the sword and sighed with dissatisfaction: "Young Master, are you so afraid that Madam will recognize you? You don't even dare to carry your solo song with you. Why do you do so much for him?"

Hearing this, Young Master Yan frowned, and lightly reprimanded, "Don't say such things in the future, what have I really done for him?"

"Where is there no wow!" The man who was called a million stomped, "You didn't even listen to the old man this time, and the young madam didn't let you and the whole Zhaojiabao get ridiculed by the Jianghu people. It's been a while, young master, you're fine, let's just forget about it, and now you're doing it for him, for him..."

Speaking of the excitement, he sighed heavily again, not caring about his master's ugly face, and continued: "For him, you even changed your face to pretend to be dumb, so why bother? He is just..."

Mr. Yan stopped him sharply, then fell silent for a moment, and then said, "Get up immediately and go back to the castle!"

That's right, this so-called Mr. Yan is Zhao Shaobao's master, Zhao Nuanzhou, and the man here is his right-hand man, Zhao Wanwan.

As for changing faces, it just means that Zhao Nuanzhou changed his face.

Although this face still looks extremely handsome now, Zhao Wanwan feels uncomfortable no matter how he looks at it, and he resents Dongfang Bubai for turning the whole Zhaojiabao into a joke at the beginning, because this man gave birth to a cub. He can't, he's docile, and he doesn't like to be his master and wife. Now that he's chasing here with Zhao Nuanzhou, he doesn't understand what Zhao Nuanzhou is doing.

"I'm going, young master, Wan Wan will leave now!" Hearing Zhao Nuanzhou's somewhat angry order, Zhao Wan Wan raised his foot, regardless of the silence of the night, he went to lead the horse and set off.

Zhao Nuanzhou looked at the back of the man leaving, and frowned, there was no expression on that strange face.

Grandpa doesn't like Bubai, Wanwanhe Buhuan and others don't like Bubai now, but so what, Zhao Nuanzhou has already chased him here anyway.

Even though he couldn't understand Dongfang Bubai's choice at the beginning, just as Dongfang Bubai couldn't understand his own intentions at the beginning, he still felt that they should not see each other in this life for such a weak reason.

He can't.

Zhaojiabao's intelligence agent is not a waste, and it's not that he can't see his cousin's eyes, that kind of hot eyes that try to pretend to be reserved, that's how Zhao Jingman looked at his sister-in-law.

Why Zhao Daxia, who was at a loss at the beginning, began to understand these romantic thoughts, probably because he had tasted it at the beginning, and then realized it later.

"Invincible," he whispered to himself, his voice seemed to be sighing, "Since I can't keep it, I will accompany you to leave, I just hope you don't run away from me again."

As soon as the words were finished, a branch of snow fell from the plum tree, and there was a rustling sound.

He slowly took the sword in his sleeve, this short and sharp sword in his sleeve, and got his and Dongfang Bubai's scent on it.He handed this thing over to Bubai, but passed through Zhao Jingman's hand and returned to himself.

This time, he wanted Dongfang Bubai to accept him, and he accepted it willingly.

Morning, morning.Li Mo woke up from a long dream.

Looking around in a little perplexity, there is nothing but the snow-white walls, a simple bed, a table, and a chair.

The chubby bird stopped by the window, staring at him with black eyes.

He groaned in his heart and wiped his forehead. It was obviously winter, but he was sweating all over.

The beautiful picture in the dream made him feel guilty.

He was extremely disturbed and slapped himself hard on the face.Then, as if he didn't think it was enough, he slapped three times in a row, each time making a heavy slap, until the chaotic picture in his mind gradually faded, he stopped, panting lightly.

Feeling a burst of cold stickiness below, the boy lifted the quilt with trembling hands.

"Sin." He looked at something bad, gritted his teeth and spat out two words.

Yesterday, he heard the sound of water in the house, he knew what the people inside were doing, he knew that his master was taking a bath, he could imagine it.

He never dared to lean against the window, he was not afraid that Dongfang Bubai would find out and kill him, but he just didn't want to be disgusted by that person.

But he couldn't help himself to think about what it was like.

Although it is shameful to say to myself over and over again that this is wrong, but at the same time, the man's beautiful body is pictured in his mind over and over again.

His body should be fair, perhaps even whiter than his exposed skin.His waist should be the thinnest type among men, and it should be effortless to hug him. Maybe the belly button above that is also very cute, although he feels that the word cute is not suitable for his master.

Then, if you look up, you will see jet-black hair draped over the soft shoulders, some of which, following the arc of the water, closely cling to the protruding shoulder blades on the back.Of course, there may be a few strands of black silk that bypassed the slender neck and came to the chest.

He is so thin, so his chest should not have much ups and downs.But the two on his chest may be Yin Hong's, and he may stand up sensitively due to exposure to the cold air.

Next is...

I can't control it at all, I can't control myself not to think about things like that.

Li Mo listened to the sound of water in a trance for a while, thinking about something he shouldn't think about in his mind. In the end, the picture gradually moved down to the line of the mermaid, and his eyes suddenly widened, as if Really saw something incredible.

He shook his head and quietly backed away from the door.

Slowly, he tiptoed and walked out cautiously. He didn't run until outside the courtyard.

He ran faster and faster, faster and faster.

Dongfang Bubai opened his eyes amidst the steaming water vapor, he knew there was someone outside, and naturally he knew who the outsider was.

If Li Mo dared to pierce the paper on the window, he would definitely pick up the thin needle on the side and send the boy a bloody seal before the man could complete the action.

Although this person is useful to him now.

He narrowed his eyes, his face softened by the mist.

"The second floor..." whispering softly, he sneered, "It's still a little bit closer."

Now, the only thing he really cares about is how to reach the second level of Sunflower, besides, there should be no more distracting thoughts in his mind.