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The red mantra shook the iron lasso, and the sickle was also unsheathed from the weapon slot under the right mechanical arm, one soft and the other hard, shaking alternately in front of Zhu Yeliang.

Zhu Yeliang didn't draw his sword, but leaned slightly, in preparation for an attack.

Looking at them, Yuan Zhen faintly felt that something was wrong. They were teammates who fought side by side in Beifu, so why did they change after being too confused?Not only them, but also myself and Gao Xiu, brothers who have been for so many years, actually fought on the eve of the war.

How did it start?

He recalled, it seemed... It came from an apple that Zhang Xiaoyi gave, and at this time Zhuyeliang and Jinshui were looking for a cannon. It was a coincidence that if they didn't go to the garbage dump, it would be impossible to find this cannon. Who provided the location?

Also Zhang Xiaoyi.

Yuan Zhen's heart was beating wildly, but she restrained herself and did not show it. He peeked at the boy, who was young but not showing any expressions of emotion or anger. His origin was very suspicious.

Red Mantra threw out the lasso and went straight to Zhuyeliang's door. Zhuyeliang's speed was extremely fast. Instead of being caught, he jumped high, grabbed the noose and pulled it forward. He fell headfirst.

"Okay!" Cen Zhuo roared.

Zhuyeliang dropped the noose and looked at him.

Jin Shui also manipulated the red spell to turn around.

And Zhang Xiaoyi, staring at Cen Zhuo closely, he wants to see which of these two leaders, which one Cen Zhuo will favor.

No matter which one is favored, the other will become a gap in the team's rupture.

"Cen Zhuo, you know I won't listen to you." This cannon, Zhu Yeliang is bound to win.

He seldom does this, rather than focusing on the overall situation, it is better to say that he is dismissive of most things. Cen Zhuo was surprised and looked at the scarlet heavy cannon: "Jin Shui, take a step back."

Red Curse stared at him, seemingly in disbelief.

Zhuyeliang walked past it and went straight to get the cannon.

"Cen Zhuo!" Jin Shui's shout came out through the bone loudspeaker, unruly, "I'm not from your Garantang, it's not your turn to order me!"

Zhang Xiaoyi smiled slowly, come on, Cen Zhuo, start your comforting, but no matter how much you comfort him, you can't calm down the anger of a former leader who was disgraced.

The red mantra turned around, waved the sickle at Zhu Yeliang, and Cen Zhuo drank it with a slurp: "Jin Shui, you can't stop!"

Everyone was shocked, including Zhang Xiaoyi.

"Come out, immediately! Immediately!" Cen Zhuo didn't take the route of appeasement, but was fierce to a woman who was three years older than him.

The red mantra's controller cabin was kicked open from inside, Jin Shui unplugged the connector, jumped down without going to the second stage, and threw Cen Zhuo to the ground, followed by a slap.

"Sister Jin!" Yuan Zhen wanted to pull her.

"Don't stop her!" Cen Zhuo said, "Don't even stop her!"

Jin Shui raised his fist angrily, Cen Zhuo looked at her frankly, his eyes were shining like stars: "It's not shameful to let a woman beat you twice!"

Which woman would be willing to hit such a man, but Jin Shui was willing to. Aren't his eyes beautiful, she wanted to hit his eyes.

With one punch down, Cen Zhuo covered his eyes and subdued: "Sister, did you really hit me?"

"Why are you biased!" Jin Shui questioned.

Cen Zhuo sighed helplessly: "That cannon, if you can recite it, I'm too smug to fight, so we break up on the spot, and I won't let Zhu Yeliang move!"

"Hmph!" Jin Shui let go of his collar angrily, and sneered, "Let's lie to the little girl."

Cen Zhuo smiled flatteringly: "It's a bit sensational, but Lier is like this," he said sternly, "We are a team, sister, and it's more like this, we have to be as one."

Jin Shui was stunned.

"What did I wear in Shenyang? I like a suit, a gold watch, and leather shoes. Sister, look at me now." Cen Zhuo pointed to his shabby clothes. When the ancestors offer, let me give me all the good things? Then let's stop playing, why don't we just go home."

Jin Shui pursed his lips and remained silent.

"There are only a few of us in the barren mountains and wild mountains. There is still a big battle ahead. Because of this cannon, we will fight to the death?"

Jin Shui thought for a while and got off him.

Cen Zhuo got up and said in a low voice: "Sister, we are the bosses, we have to have a heart, and when we should suffer, we just open our mouths to eat."

Jin Shui stared at him, snorted unhappily, and walked away.

"Huh—" Yuan Zhen breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Xiaoyi clenched his fists.

He finally understood why so many capable people listened to Cen Zhuo, a boneless guy, because he was the only one who convinced them all. When he was hard, he was harder than steel. , It is he who gathers these people who could not be gathered together, makes them sober, persistent, and run forward for a common goal without looking back.

With such a person around, no matter how cleverly you can sow discord, it will be difficult to be effective.

He turned sideways and saw that Zhui Yeliang grabbed the scarlet cannon, lifted it lightly, threw it on the bracket behind him, and buckled the connecting valves on both sides, and the cannon lamp lighting was activated immediately.

Zhang Xiaoyi was shocked, and stared at him in disbelief. How could such a skeletal skeleton easily carry... Peony Lion's heavy cannon!

"Zhang Xiaoyi," Cen Zhuo called him, "what are you looking at?"

Zhang Xiaoyi looked away annoyed.

Zhu Yeliang turned around and gestured OK, high-spirited: "Meet Gao Xiu and Jia Xibei, we will return the same way."

Six people, one car, returned to the fork in the road leading to Yaoguan, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, a simple bite of food, Cen Zhuo discussed the next plan with everyone.

Zhang Xiaoyi was sitting next to Jia Xibei, the two children were whispering to each other, Yuan Zhen was watching from the opposite side, unable to sit still after thinking about it: "Gao Xiu, come here."

Gao Xiu looked up at him, Cen Zhuo also looked this way, everyone thought they were going to do something, Yuan Zhen didn't explain, but deliberately kicked Gao Xiu's back: "Hurry up!"

Gao Xiu followed him with a dark face, turned a small corner, Yuan Zhen turned around and grabbed his shoulders: "Zhang Xiaoyi has a problem."

"You just found out?" Gao Xiu had an expression of "I'm so worried".

Yuan Zhen was taken aback.

"Last night, I asked Jia Xibei to get off the car, just to ask him if he noticed Zhang Xiaoyi's doubts," Gao Xiu shrugged, "I don't know where your tendons are wrong, you have to fight with me!"

Yuan Zhen was ashamed: "You, why didn't you say that at that time!"

"Zhang Xiaoyi is in the car, what should I say?"

"How did you find out?"

"He told me that you robbed him of his apples," Gao Xiu raised one of his eyebrows in a ridiculous way, "and said you wouldn't divide me, fuck, he thought we were enemies and wanted to instigate me to beat him up pause."

Grabbing apples was a fake, but refusing to divide them was real. At that time, it seemed that the red one was not an apple, but Jia Xibei's heart.

"Damn it!" Yuan Zhen gnashed her teeth, "He told me that you beat him because..."

"Because of what?"

"Because..." Yuan Zhen couldn't speak, she couldn't express her villainous heart, let alone her feelings for Jia Xibei, it was vague and sour.

"We have been brothers for so many years, what else can you tell me?"

Yuan Zhen rubbed her nose, her face flushed red: "My mother..." He hoarsely said, "I may be my mother..." He muttered softly.

"Ah?" Gao Xiu moved his ear closer.

Yuan Zhen moved her mouth slowly.

Gao Xiu's expression changed: "...Isn't it?"

Yuan Zhen remained silent.

"Did you...then what, miss a woman?"

Yuan Zhen shook her head: "There are no women here," he pointed to his head, "It's all him."

Gao Xiu frowned: "If Jia Xibei knew, he would definitely ignore you."

"Fuck!" Yuan Zhen was ashamed, annoyed, and some young boys were at a loss, "It's my fucking first time..." He said the last two words very lightly, "Tempering."

Gao Xiu had never seen his brother like this before, so he couldn't believe it: "Then what, did you think of him?"

Yuan Zhen was stunned, and blushed: "I don't have any kung fu, so what!"

"Oh," Gao Xiu nodded, and then said, "In Beifu, just let me be with him."

Yuan Zhen recalled the scene when Jia Xibei wiped her face with saliva. He blushed and called brother, with a pair of small white hands, the palms were warm: "Farewell, it's you, I have to explode too."

Gao Xiu squinted at him: "Brother, you are really jealous."

Yuan Zhen did not deny it, and warned him with squinted eyes: "No one is allowed to speak, especially Jia Xibei."

"Then what?" Gao Xiu hesitated a little, "I won't say, you don't know what to do, do you?"

Yuan Zhen stared: "What the hell can I do!"

"That kid is stupid, he doesn't understand if you take advantage of him," Gao Xiu worried, "It's fine to touch, hug, kiss, etc. You won't..."

"Gao Xiu!"

"Don't worry, buddy, they are all men, who doesn't know who..."

Yuan Zhen kicked him out of the dark, cursing and walking back, Jia Xibei saw it, wringing his fingers and worrying: "Why are you quarreling again..."

Zhang Xiaoyi stared at his twisting thin fingers, unable to calm down.

"Jia Xibei," Yuan Zhen called him back, "there is a stream at the bottom of the slope, take Zhang Xiaoyi to fetch some water."

"Yes." Jia Xibei was obedient, patted the dirt on his little butt, and grabbed Zhang Xiaoyi's hand.

Gao Xiu watched them walk away, and sat down side by side with Yuan Zhen: "Brother, that wild boy is a 'tiaoer'."

Tiao'er, the slang term of Jialantang, means undercover agent and informant.

Cen Zhuo was not surprised, but asked, "Are you sure?"

Gao Xiu and Yuan Zhen looked at each other, it was just a guess with a high possibility.

At this time Zhuyeliang said: "Yes."

Everyone was silent immediately.

"This cannon," Zhuyeliang pointed at his back, "is the cannon for Peony Lion, and the lion roars."

Cen Zhuo was startled, sure enough, Zhu Yeliang looked at him next: "Didn't you recognize it?"

The so-called Peony Lion's master could not fail to recognize his cannon barrel: "How could that be?" Cen Zhuo didn't change his face, "It is precisely because he recognized it that he had to carry it away, even if it hurt my sister's face."

Zhui Yeliang looked at him quietly, without speaking.

"Why..." Yuan Zhen asked, "This cannon is a lion's roar, so it can prove that Zhang Xiaoyi is 'Tiao'er'?"

"Because the one who mastered the lion's roar is the master of Taitu Hall," Zhu Yeliang replied, "It is impossible for this level of equipment to appear in a garbage dump."

"But..." Gao Xiu was puzzled, "Since it's a lion's roar, how could Tai Tutang use it as a bait? Isn't this equivalent to handing over to others?"

Jin Shui tried to memorize this cannon, she understood: "Because they think no one can memorize it."

Gao Xiu understood, Taitutang wanted to use a piece of fat that no one could swallow to tear Jialantang apart from the inside.

It's just that they didn't expect...

"How did you memorize it?" Cen Zhuo asked Zhuyeliang this time.

"You forgot, I am powered by infrared radiation," Zhu Yeliang was frank and almost frightened, "I have never encountered any equipment that I couldn't memorize."

Everyone was speechless.

"Are you going to kill that kid?" Gao Xiu asked.

"No hurry," Cen Zhuo said, "The more aggressive the grasshopper is, the more interesting it is to let him jump."

Zhuye Liang sneered lightly: "Pervert."

At the same time, Jia Xibei and Zhang Xiaoyi held hands and looked down the hillside. "It's a bit steep." Jia Xibei was afraid, and Zhang Xiaoyi was even more afraid, so he said bravely, "I'll carry you."

Zhang Xiaoyi saw through him at a glance: "I'm afraid you'll roll off behind my back."

"Then, what should we do then?" Jia Xibei pursed his lips anxiously, he had to complete the mission given to him by Brother Zhen.

"Just wait, I'll go down." Saying that, Zhang Xiaoyi snatched the empty bucket in his hand, checked the foothold with his eyes, and volleyed down in one stride.

Jia Xibei was stunned. The kid was quick in movement and strong in posture. He zigzagged downhill, which effectively buffered the impact brought by the steep slope. When he was approaching the bottom of the slope, he stopped suddenly with one foot and braked firmly. Not wet.

Ten minutes later, he climbed up with a bucket full of water on his back, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and just when a gust of wind blew, Jiaxibei hurriedly hugged him into his arms, pressing his forehead against his, like a baby. Hug tightly: "Don't let the wind blow, it will be bad if you get sick."

Zhang Xiaoyi stared at his eyes without moving, as if they were stiff, but at the same time they seemed to be soft. For a moment, he thought of his mother, the fragility from the heart that he hadn't experienced in a long time.

After the wind passed, Jia Xibei let go of him and wanted to take water from his hand, but Zhang Xiaoyi blushed and refused to let go: "Your thin fingers will be strangled again."

Jia Xibei looked at his hand, it was a hand that had fought in battles and manipulated bones: "It's not so thin, look."

Zhang Xiaoyi glanced at it, although he had peeped at it many times, with a girly, limp hand: "If I were them, I would never bring you here."

"Ah?" Jia Xibei thought he felt useless, "Why didn't you take me..."

Reluctant to let go, a small voice came from the bottom of his heart, Zhang Xiaoyi lowered his head in a panic: "If it were me, I would build a big house and put you in it, so that the wind will not blow and the rain will not drench."

"Haha," Jia Xibei smiled and bent over, "You are such a child, I don't like living in a big house, I want to be a royal."

"What's so good about being a controller," Zhang Xiaoyi said with a poker face, "Do you like blood and dead people?"

No, I don't like it, Jia Xibei flinched: "The emperor...is not a murderer, but a helper."

"Who told you that?" Suddenly, a bloodthirsty look flashed across Zhang Xiaoyi's face, "The controller is to take a knife and cut off all the heads on the way forward, and then tell the whole world that I am the strongest."

"That's not true," Jia Xibei pouted, "The ruler is to protect the weak, and the goal of the ruler is peace."

"Peace?" Zhang Xiaoyi mocked, "What a mess."

"What a mess..." Jia Xibei didn't know how to describe it, "Our parents don't have to die, there are many, many happy things that make us laugh, we hold hands, we can go wherever we want, how nice it is."

Zhang Xiaoyi stopped and looked at him in a daze, peace?With parents loving you, you can laugh as much as you want, and you can still be with the person you like?

Soon, he shook his head, because he knew that that kind of world didn't exist at all.

What he didn't know was how bright his eyes were at that moment.