Attack it unprepared, suffer it not tired

I also blame myself for having too many things in my mind for two days, and my intelligence has degenerated into a pile of shit.

Jia She went back to his tent first and changed into clean clothes.

After smelling Long Yanxiang which was no longer on Ying Fenglong's body, he left his camp and went to squeeze in with Young Master Mo.

Li Jia She is usually a headache, but now he is restless and chatters easily, he wants to find Mr. Mo to explain his funeral.

"Zimo..." Jia She opened the curtain of his tent, no one?

Jia She went to look for it again, but it was still the same.

Where did Young Master Mo go?

Jia She arrested a soldier and said, "Do you know where the young master has gone?"

"Just saw him go to the back of the camp."

Jia She heard that voice very familiar, stared at the soldier carefully, but couldn't remember who it was.

After Jia She left, the soldier let out a breath from his heart.

He was so scared to death that this soldier who joined the army could catch his eyes when he looked at it during the day, so why is it so frustrating when he looks at it at night?

Jia She asked several people along the way, looking for the back of the camp.

There is a sound of running water in the back ground, cough cough...

It turns out that young master Mo is dealing with major life issues.

People have three urgencies, but such an urgency cannot be held back, otherwise, the bladder will burst!

That would be too unfortunate!

Will be suffocated to death by urine, Jia She really has never met.

Young Master Mo is also a man, so he would find a place to solve his physical problems, which is normal.

What was unusual was that he felt someone behind him, so he quickly pulled up his pants and held them back.

"Ahem, cough, Zimo is me. You pee first, don't worry, I'll wait for you in your tent."

Jia She hurriedly made a sound, and before he turned around, he lifted his feet and left.

After a while, Young Master Mo was neatly dressed in white, and his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles as usual.

It's just that his eyes fell on the red marks on Jia She's neck that hadn't disappeared in time, and they dimmed, and finally the smile didn't reach his eyes.

"Zimo—me, I'm going to the Devil's Cult tomorrow, you can wait for me here at Ying Fenglong!" Jia She took Young Master Mo's hand and found that his fingertips felt cold.

He put his hand in his own, and rubbed his fingers together. After rubbing for a long time, he felt a chill.

He simply tore off his clothes and stuffed it into his chest to cover it, but the cold air was passed to him from left to right.

The young master Mo struggled for a long time, but he still couldn't hold back when he opened his mouth: "Jia She, do you really want to be with me?"

Jia She rubbed his hands and gave a pause.

After a while, I continued to rub, stuffed it into my chest and covered it.

He said softly: "I think! When this matter is resolved, we will go back to Zhufeng."

"Okay..." Young Master Mo also responded softly.

Let Jia imagine when they were in the backyard of Hidden Water Villa.

He hugged Young Master Mo, and Young Master Mo looked at him, and he said to Young Master Mo: Zi Mo, let's do this for the rest of our lives!

At that time, Young Master Mo also had the same expression, his voice was very soft and soft, as if the words had just been taken out of his throat.

So heavy, so cherished, and so heart-wrenching.

Jia She lowered his head, looking at Young Master Mo's boots, lost in thought.

"What's the matter?" Young Master Mo raised a hand to caress Jia She's face, drawing his thick eyebrows, narrow eyes, gradually descending...

Jia She held a hand on his heart, holding it a little tight, he said with a smile: "If I was snatched away one day, what would you do?"

Young Master Mo's hand stroking him paused, and it stopped under the bridge of his nose and thin lips.

I only heard him sigh slightly, and jokingly said: "Who can take you away? Do you want me to tell you that I will take you back?"

"Yeah!" Jia She nodded honestly and almost kissed her with too much force.

"If someone robs you, then let's take me away together. It seems that I sell more coins than you." Young Master Mo squeezed his face and teased.

Jia She opened his mouth wide, then pursed it back, originally wanting to stop him, 'What if Lord Hades wants to rob me?what do you do ' Swallowed it back obediently.

Jia She curled his lips, he didn't get any benefit at all, suddenly thought of something, he laughed and said, "What if I change my mind?"

Young Master Mo looked at him gloomyly, raised the corners of his lips, stroked Jia She's lips, passed by his lower abdomen all the way down, and spoke.

"Cut your little brother!"

"..."

What did you say, I didn't hear anything!

……

Jia She took Ying Fenglong's token, and it was unimpeded. It took only half a minute to reach the foot of the mountain of the capital of the Demon Sect, but it was not so easy to advance half a step to the foot of the Demon Sect Mountain.

With so much poisonous gas around, even Jia She's dark horse didn't dare to get close.

Seeing the ferocious appearance of those Demon Cultists, who seemed to be eating people, Jia She tightened the tight rope, the black horse raised its head, and stamped its hooves on the ground twice.

Jia She glanced over, saw a familiar face, and said, "Master Ji, I'm here to see your leader, please go and report it for me."

Hall Master Ji also recognized Jia She, but said something to a Demon Cultist beside him: "Go and tell the Master, Mr. Jia She is here."

After the Demon Cultist left, he ordered two Demon Cultists to bring him a green bottle.

Jia She weighed the bottle in his hand, knowing that it contained the antidote to suppress the poisonous gas, his heart sank.

Liangliang said: "He explained to you? If I came, there is no need to report?"

Hall Master Ji nodded, turned sideways and made a 'please' gesture, and waved his sleeves: "Let the suspension bridge go! Since Mr. Jia knows, what else can you ask, please!"

Listening to the voice of the season, the color in Jia She's eyes darkened even more.

How assured is that devil himself?

Or is he so arrogant that he believes that no one can hurt him?

There is shit in my brain!

If a person who is proficient in disguise technique pretends to come here, and he just lets it go, it is easy to fall into the enemy's tricks.

If it's someone from the emperor's side, get away with it, find an opportunity to kill Empress Dowager Liu, and blame him.

Then even if he jumped into the Yellow River, his demon sect would not be cleared away. The emperor would definitely use such a good opportunity to eradicate his demon sect.

Taking a step back, the young master is now a member of the imperial court, with the position of joining the army on his head, does he know that he has no intention of harming him?

Just in case!

What if the young master wants to take this opportunity to kill him and make meritorious service to curry favor with the emperor?

He, at such a critical juncture, didn't have a long snack, what a bastard!

The suspension bridge leading to the Devil’s Cult has been lowered, Jia Shi pulled on the rope, put his legs on the horse’s belly, rode on the horse, and galloped to the capital of the Devil’s Cult. He wanted to pick up the man’s ears and go Educate educate him!

No matter how willful and reckless you are, at such a critical juncture of life and death, don't f*ck to make any fuss about it.

Jia She rode his horse very fast and arrived at their main hall in a short time.

Outside the gate of the hall, there was a group of demon cultists guarding the door. They saw someone rushing in angrily, but they didn't stop him just after they got the order.

Judging by the appearance of this young master, he must dare to report to King Yan!

Yufei sat upright on the ground, with his wide sleeves spread out, like a blooming lotus.

As cold as fire, blatantly ostentatious.

The hairpin on his head was no longer there, and instead his black hair was tied up and pinned up with a golden crown, which overwhelmed his evil aura by a third, and made him more calm, decisive, and neat.

As soon as he raised his eyes, Xuefeng and Miss Ayin on both sides retreated quietly, leaving Jia She and him staring wide-eyed.

"How did you get so angry?"

Yufei didn't get up, but moved his robe, pointed to the seat beside him, and motioned him to sit and talk first.

Why is there no anger? There is no worry on this man's face.

Jia She followed his will and walked towards the seat he pointed to. He had just taken two steps before stopping again.

He frowned, and glanced at his legs: "Isn't it very powerful? How did you get hurt?"

Yu Fei dodged suddenly, but did not hide it: "It's not thanks to Ying Fenglong, but the deity didn't make him feel better."

Jia She walked up to him, wanting to see how his legs were doing.

He stretched out his hand and was grabbed by Yufei, who exerted force on his hand.

Jia She was unprepared, and was trapped in his arms, and Yufei's breathing immediately came from his ears.

"Seeing how you can still tease the young master, you shouldn't die."

Jia conceived to break free, but when he thought about it, one Yu Fei and one Ying Fenglong, there was no such thing as Lao Tzu being able to break free successfully.

He simply gave up resisting and sat obediently beside him, looking at the red stone arch in front of him.

Yu Fei was very satisfied to see him so aware of current affairs.

Let go of the hand that restrained him, and said, "Are you afraid that I will die?"