I pretend to be affectionate in front of my foe

Yan Yun walked slowly all the way, Xiao Yiran looked at him quietly, seeing Yan Yun who was getting closer and closer to him, he couldn't help but silently said in his heart: "This is a living Yan Yun."

That day, when Xiao Yiran heard that the emperor was going to send him out to fight, he never thought about going back alive.

Xiao Yiran prefers the straightforward killing intent on the battlefield compared to calculating each other for a little power in the cage-like royal city.

It was a relief for him to die in battle.

But when the battle became more and more fierce, and when he brushed past death many times under the ruthless weapon, a figure of a person would always flash in Xiao Yiran's mind.

At that moment, he suddenly wanted to live a little longer, thinking that at least before he went to hell, he would live a little longer to let that person's face appear in his mind a few more times.

In that way, even if you drink Mengpo soup on the Naihe Bridge in the future, you won't forget that person too much.

When the person whom he thought about day and night suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, it was no longer a bubble that could be easily grasped and scattered, but a real existence that could be touched by reaching out, Xiao Yiran was suddenly at a loss.

He was so nervous that he could even hear his own heartbeat.Even though he was trying to calm his breathing, he couldn't hide the joy that was about to rush out.

As soon as Yan Yun raised his head, he saw Xiao Yiran sitting motionless on the horse's back, with his back straight, and a pair of dark eyes staring at him.

The knuckles of Xiao Yiran's hand holding the rein turned white, and the protruding veins on the back of his hand seemed to be enduring something.

Being stared at like this, Yan Yun felt a little guilty.Xiao Yiran's eyeballs are much darker than ordinary people's. Every time he stares at him, Yan Yun always feels uncomfortable.

He immediately sat up straight, and said with a lost smile: "I didn't mean it just now." He thought that Xiao Yiran had discovered that he had deliberately flattered and teased him just now, so he explained it to himself in advance.

As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face when you stretch out your hand. Yan Yun has always been able to bend and stretch, and doesn't care about this little face.

After Yan Yun finished speaking, he rode his horse and walked to Xiao Yiran's side, and smiled flatteringly at him, the smile was brighter than the winter jasmine.

Xiao Yiran's eyes were glued to Yan Yun's face from beginning to end, he didn't pay attention to what Yan Yun said, he was immersed in his own world.

The atmosphere gradually fell into embarrassment.

Yan Yun maintained an exaggerated smile, his face was going to stiffen from the smile, Xiao Yiran was still indifferent and didn't respond at all.

Just when Yan Yun was about to lose patience, Xiao Yiran said without warning: "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

From 13 years old to 26 years old, from going to war to almost dying.

From the time Yan Yun was alive until he accidentally killed him.

Waiting again and again this time is like sinking into the sea every time, unable to stir up any splashes.

Such a short and normal sentence came out of Xiao Yiran's mouth, but there was a hint of tenderness, and it seemed that there was a little grievance that was not easy to detect.

Yan Yun was stunned for a moment, he thought there was something wrong with his ears: "What did you say?"

After realizing his gaffe, Xiao Yiran immediately came back to his senses, he coughed in a low voice in a concealed manner, and quickly steered his horse away first: "I said hurry up, the sandstorm will come later , I can’t find the way back then, don’t blame me for leaving you here to feed the wolves.”

"Wolf wants to eat meaty and clean meat like you." As he spoke, Yan Yun glanced over Xiao Yiran's muscular calf muscles and then stopped on his delicate face, sighing earnestly: "The wind and sand in Pingcheng After all, the lord has been here for such a long time, but his face is still the same watery, so it doesn't look like me..."

Before Yan Yun finished speaking, Xiao Yiran had already rode away, leaving only a ruthless back.

Yan Yun caught a glimpse of Xiao Yiran's slightly red ears, and raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly.He purposely rode his horse and walked side by side with Xiao Yiran, sticking to it like a piece of dog skin plaster, and continued to tease: "Such a strong wind, how come your ears are blown, look, they are all red."

"Don't talk." Xiao Yiran suddenly stopped vigilantly, reached out his hand to stop Yan Yun who was about to advance, his eyes swept across the sand dunes beside him, and observed quietly.

The strong wind rolled up the fine sand on the ground, and the rustling wind covered up the subtle movements around, and the air became more and more turbid, and the places in sight suddenly became dim.

Xiao Yiran jumped off the horse neatly and drew out his long sword, and fished Yan Yun off the horse to protect him behind him.

The wind became louder and louder, followed by torrential rain.

The rainwater hit the sand and was instantly absorbed by the dry sand.The water drops did not soak the sand, but stirred up more dust. The mud and sand mixed with the rain splashed all over Xiao Yiran's robe, making him a little embarrassed.

After several tragic neighings, Ma Shun of the two fell to the ground. There were dozens of sharp arrows stuck in the horse, and the blood on the horse's skin that was pierced by the arrows had not yet flowed out, but had solidified in the wound.

"Toxic." Yan Yun recognized this kind of poison, which is a rare poison in the rivers and lakes. Once infected with it, the blood of the person who is poisoned will coagulate until the blood vessels burst and die.

After he finished speaking, he immediately looked at Xiao Yiran, quietly observed Xiao Yiran's expression, and found no flaws.

"It's Congealing Blood Powder." Xiao Yiran stared at the poisonous arrow and fell into deep thought. Back then, Yan Yun was also hit by the poisonous arrow that had been wiped with Congealing Blood Powder, and died.

And the poisoned arrow was shot at Yan Yun by himself.

The image of Yan Yun's silver-white armor lying in a pool of blood came to Xiao Yiran's mind again.

Xiao Yiran's eyes became loose, he dropped the sword in his hand, turned around and looked at Yan Yun helplessly, his face instantly turned pale, even his lips were trembling: "It's not me."

Xiao Yiran seemed to be muttering to himself, he avoided a shower of arrows, and hurriedly turned his head to look at Yan Yun, with a sincere expression of remorse: "It's really not me."

He was the one who shot Yan Yun to death last time, but it really wasn't him who shot the poisonous arrow this time.

Yan Yun also looked back at Xiao Yiran, the rain and the flying sand in the air fell, and landed on Xiao Yiran's face and shoulders, drenching Xiao Yiran's originally decent black robe tightly against his body, looking It was a complete embarrassment.

Yan Yun didn't speak, he avoided Xiao Yiran's gaze, and casually grabbed a poisonous arrow that flew towards him.

Seeing Yan Yun's dodging eyes, Xiao Yiran sighed almost inaudibly, looking a little lonely.

Arrow rain hit again, Xiao Yiran pulled Yan Yun back to protect him, he swung his long sword and cut off the flying poisonous arrows, the broken pieces of wood pierced Xiao Yiran more densely than the rain, his arm There were faint bloodstains left by broken wood on his upper face.

Yan Yun, who was protected by Xiao Yiran, did not have any trace of panic or surprise on his face.He calmly watched the wave after wave of poisonous arrows flying towards Xiao Yiran, with a somewhat complicated expression.

Is Xiao Yiran stupid?

Yan Yun looked at Xiao Yiran who was trying his best to block the poisonous arrows for him, and this idea popped up in his heart for no reason.

The poisonous arrows attacked again in a large area.

Xiao Yiran, who was eager to block the arrows, did not realize that although these poisonous arrows came densely, they were all aimed at him alone.

Even if he didn't protect Yan Yun intentionally, Yan Yun would not be harmed in the slightest.

This was the first time Yan Yun saw Xiao Yiran like this.He looked at Xiao Yiran's defenseless back, and stared silently at the poisonous arrow in his hand, and after hesitating for a while, he broke the poisonous arrow.

Yan Yun secretly made a gesture towards the surroundings, and the people in ambush stopped after receiving the order, and the poisonous arrow shot at Xiao Yiran quickly disappeared, and the surroundings instantly became quiet, leaving only the sound of pattering rain .

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Everyone, don't be like Xiao Yiran, you will never catch up with your wife like this!

Do you have a free starfish today, my dears!