The invincible chivalrous fragrance of the East

Even though there were thousands of feelings in his heart, Master Zhao Shaobao just frowned and looked at Dongfang Bubai in front of him.

It had been a long time since he had looked at this person so well.

Although he felt that words were about to come out of his throat, he moved his Adam's apple up and down patiently, without making a sound.After all, he has never forgotten who he is now.

He is just a mute now, even this face is fake.

Dongfang Bubai sat on the bed lightly, straightened his temple hair, looked at the man with a smile, and said, "Li Mo said you are dumb, but is it true?"

Zhao Nuanzhou nodded, his expression still very serious.

Hearing this, Dongfang Bubai smacked his lips and said, "It's a pity, it's a pity that you have such a good appearance."

"Come here." He hooked his little finger, his eyebrows and eyes were full of elegance.

Zhao Nuanzhou nodded, walked over, and leaned over the bed to listen to Dongfang Bubai's next instructions.

However, two thin white fingers were wrapped around a few strands of his hair, which were hanging down in front of his head because of his bow.He lowered his head and glanced at the fingers playing with his hair, and then fixed his eyes on Dongfang Bubai, his brows furrowed.

"What's your name, Mr. Yan? Then I'll call you Xiao Yan, should you?"

Dongfang Bubai jokingly said, between the lines, he was trying to provoke the man with insinuations, which was an extremely careful temptation.

Zhao Nuanzhou shook his head, but gently took his hand, pressed it down before he was about to pull it away, and then drew a word with his finger in the soft palm.

Dongfang Bubai didn't stop the man's fingers from scribbling. At this moment, he suddenly had an illusion of déjà vu, which was reassuring.

Probably because the man's hands are warm.

He lowered his eyes and let the finger finish a word, his red lips parted slightly, and he unconsciously read aloud.

"Jun," he said with a smile, "Yan Jun?"

Zhao Nuanzhou nodded, looking extremely satisfied, like a cat that has successfully stolen fish.

Zhao Nuanzhou, courtesy name Huayan.

This point, few people know.

Hua Yan Hua Yan, Husband Husband.

Yan Jun.

Dongfang Bubai caught a glimpse of the joy on the man's eyebrows, although he didn't know why, he didn't ask much, just touched the man's shoulder with his finger, poked lightly, motioning him to back away.

Zhao Nuanzhou was reluctant to give up, but she still retreated obediently.

This is not to be afraid of the daughter-in-law, but to love the daughter-in-law.He thought so, so he was obedient willingly.

Dongfang Bubai secretly slandered this man for being weird, and at the same time carefully hid the poisonous powder inside his nails, although these things had temporarily lost their use.

Just now, he purposely ordered this young master Yan to come forward, and gave him the best chance to assassinate him. If this person made a move, it would be either a fine needle or a poisonous powder, which would always take his life first.

Since this person dared to use a bad sword, it meant that his hands and feet could not be slow.

But Dongfang Bubai is confident that he can make a move before he succeeds.

Obviously, Zhao Nuanzhou also knew that Dongfang Bubai was guarding against him, but this just gave him a cover. This cover could make Dongfang Bubai not recognize him temporarily, and would not want to run away from him.

Dongfang Bubai sneered, thinking that nothing happened, felt a little bored, turned on the bed, and loosened his hair.

Seeing this, Zhao Nuanzhou just watched quietly.

What he does most now is to watch Dongfang Bubai quietly.

Afterwards, a pair of hands moved nimbly over his body for a moment, and untied the shackles on those skirts, seeing the man still standing here, Dongfang Bubai felt displeased, raised his eyebrows and said, "Can't you see what I'm doing? go away."

Zhao Nuanzhou smiled helplessly and turned around.

"Wait." A man's voice came from behind again. Just as Zhao Nuanzhou was about to turn his head, he was cut off a few hairs by a needle. Stand up and wait for the man to give the order.

But what came earlier than the order was a few pieces of clothing thrown from behind.

From coats to obscene clothes, everything was there, and one of them landed on Zhao Nuanzhou's body, accompanied by the scent of the man's body and the smell of blood.

Zhao Nuanzhou suddenly realized for a moment.

Dongfang Bubai stripped his body and ordered to the man behind his back: "Take it, wash it."

Zhao Nuanzhou was a little stunned, but still nodded obediently.

The corner of Dongfang Bubai's mouth hooked into a smile, stretched out his hand to cover the quilt, and then ordered: "You can choose where to sleep tonight."

He thought for a while, and said: "Lie with Li Mo, or sleep outside the door, you can figure it out yourself."

Zhao Nuanzhou showed a helpless smile, shook his head, opened the door and walked out of the laundry.

Although it looks good, but no matter what, it is not what he wants.

Zhao Nuanzhou looked at the clothes in front of him, feeling a little worried. He didn't know how to do these things. They were always chores done by servants, and he didn't need to understand them.

But now, he held up a moon white obscene garment in his hand, and faced a difficult situation.

Suddenly, his hands began to tremble slightly.

Because he thought of something.

Dongfang Bubai accepted Li Mo, so he naturally wanted to ask him to do something, so if Li Mo wasn't injured this time, wouldn't these private things be handled by Li Mo?

Moreover, this kind of thing, that boy has done more than once.

Although it is normal for a servant to do things for his master, Zhao Nuanzhou saw a strange light in Li Mo's eyes.

Like Mu Lian, a little crazy Mu Lian, but also like doing something wrong, dodging and hiding all the time.

He believed that Dongfang Invincible must be able to see this kind of light.But since he wanted to keep Li Mo, he naturally had his own ideas.

Zhao Nuanzhou was agitated for a while, but he didn't know that the injured boy was also in distress for a while lying on the bed.

But at this moment, Dongfang Bubai, who was still quite leisurely, was lying on the bed, narrowing his eyes.

The farmhouse took a lot of trouble to take a bath, so he didn't want to let it go, so he threw the blood-stained clothes to Yan Jun and changed into clean clothes.

Now he is lying on the bed, with Qingsi sliding from his back to the pillow, replaying two places in his mind, that is, Flag Leaf Collection and Yishui Pavilion.

He doesn't mind treating Zhu Mingsen as his own way, he always knows what he wants.

However, the turmoil that started from inside his body suddenly invaded, and Dongfang Bubai shook violently as if being shocked by an electric shock. This feeling is really, too familiar.

Gritting his teeth and getting up sullenly, he sat cross-legged quietly, calming his mind until the vague commotion gradually subsided.

After Zhao Nuanzhou hung the clothes to dry, he glanced at the window of Dongfang Bubai's room, knowing that the man was still asleep, but he didn't want to disturb him, he glanced at another room, then turned and flew up to the roof.

The light rain had stopped a long time ago, and at this moment the night paint was like washing, and Yun Jie was in a coma.

He took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, unplugged the red scarf, poured out two pills and swallowed them.

Taken without water, this medicine is a bit choking.

Then, he stretched out his hand to his chest, touched the shallow knife wound across his chest and abdomen, and his brows relaxed.

In fact, there is more than one killer appearing this time.

The person who was killed by Dongfang Bubai's needle was just one of the five killers sent, and the four were all stopped by Zhao Nuanzhou on the way.

This wound can be considered as a memorial.

The author has something to say: (*￣︶￣)y

We want to know when the leader will recognize the hero, this is probably before and after the double cultivation