[Seventy-five] King of Xiangyang is super fierce

"Yanyan, are you still angry with me?"

It was the beginning of September at this time, and the autumn wind was in full swing. When the wind blows, the fallen leaves are colorful, which makes the small fish in the small river in the forest compete to chatter.Two high-spirited youths were sitting on horses, and the horses were running slowly, which even brought them into a leisurely and poetic mood.

The king of Xiangyang was weak from the hangover, but he didn't want to rely on Zhan Zhao, so he straightened his back and tried his best to reduce skin contact with the people behind him.

Ke Zhanzhao didn't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, his two hands seemed to be holding the rein, but in fact they pressed on every step of the way, until he held Xiangyang King tightly in his arms, and he couldn't avoid it, even on the horse several times. He accidentally fell into his arms under the bumps.

King Xiangyang gritted his teeth secretly, "I'm not angry with you."

A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhan Zhao's eyes, "Really?"

"Have you forgotten what you said last night?"

"... What did I say??" King Xiangyang was startled, and turned to look at the seemingly calm person behind him.

Zhan Zhao let go of the rein with his right hand, and put it on King Xiangyang's hand holding the horse's mane, he couldn't stop gently pinching the man's distinct joints, "Do you want to hear me repeat it?"

King Xiangyang twisted his face, "Don't try to scare me..."

Zhan Zhao slightly raised his eyebrows, and said to himself, "Zhan Zhao, although I like it..."

King Xiangyang hurriedly interrupted, "...No, you...! I won't believe it, you...!!"

Suddenly, King Xiangyang couldn't speak any more.

Because he saw Zhan Zhao's focused and deepening gaze, and also saw himself reflected in Zhan Zhao's pupils.

That self who seems to be trying to cover up his every move, is always powerless against Zhan Zhao.

King Xiangyang knew that what Zhan Zhao said was true.

King Xiangyang lowered his eyes, "Okay. I've already said it, I admit it."

"What do you want?"

Zhan Zhao suddenly turned serious, stared into the eyes of King Xiangyang and said, "I want to take you to see my master."

Hearing this, King Xiangyang was startled, "!?"

"My parents died when I was young, and my master Meng Ruoxu brought me up. If Zhan Zhao has someone he likes, he should take him to see him first."

King Xiangyang shuddered, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he gradually took off his defenses. Taking advantage of his shock, Zhan Zhao took him into his arms.

Before they could continue to say anything, Xu Mengyuan, who was running around with the goddess Sa Yazi in the distance, saw that they hadn't followed for a long time, and turned back to look for them.

"Hey! Mr. Zhan, Mr. Gu! There is a lake in front of you, it's clear, why don't you go play it!"

For a moment, Zhan Zhao regretted saving this person.

So what if there are more clues and doubts on him?It's frustrating to be with such a loud and self-aware person.

Without thinking about it, Zhan Zhao whipped his horsewhip, and the chasing wind, who hadn't liberated his nature for a long time, let out a long roar of joy, jumped up, and suddenly surpassed Xu Mengyuan in front of him at an astonishing speed.

Xu Mengyuan didn't even have time to put down his waving hands, Zhan Zhao and the others were no longer around, only the fallen leaves rising all the way told him that there were two people passing by like lightning just now.

"Wait for me!!"

When they left Xu Mengyuan far behind, King Xiangyang shook his head and finally came back to his senses.

With the breeze blowing, the lake not far away was crystal clear, and the reflected light in the sun could already shine in the eyes of the two Xiangyang kings who were still some distance away.A trace of coolness passed from the face to the heart, slightly sweeping away the enthusiasm in Xiangyang Wang's heart just now.

Sensing that there seemed to be an extra hand around his waist slowly embracing him, King Xiangyang hid the breathing that had spread so close to his shoulder, and said stiffly: "I haven't bathed for a long time..."

Zhan Zhao smiled faintly, "No problem."

"I have fleas..."

"No problem."

"I..." King Xiangyang pursed his lips tightly, "I'm going to take a bath in Qiantou lake and calm down."

Zhan Zhao rolled his eyes and did not refuse, "Okay, you and I..."

"No!" King Xiangyang shook his head reflexively, "I'll go by myself! I want to be calm!"

Zhan Zhao smiled, "Okay."

The lake is located deep in the mountains, not polluted much, and is so blue that it dazzles the eye.Faced with the wind, King Xiangyang dismounted from his horse, and said to Zhan Zhao, "Go and wait for me over there... I'm not used to having people around."

Fortunately, Zhan Zhao was not in a hurry, thinking that King Xiangyang needed time, nodded, and rode Chasing Wind up behind a tree in the distance to wait for him.

Now that King Xiangyang has the five senses of a martial artist, he feels that Zhan Zhao is far away, so he undresses and hangs all the clothes on a tree branch.

The water in this lake was very clear, but it was also very cold. King Xiangyang only had one foot in, and couldn't help but want to shiver, so he mobilized his internal strength, and when he felt a little better, he swam directly in.

The waist-length black hair was completely soaked as he went deeper into the river, and spread out in the water like enchanting water plants.

King Xiangyang dived out of the lake, his messy long hair was wet on his shoulders, and his almost transparent skin was smudged by the light, like a baby in March in Yangchun, delicate and shiny.

The river flooded his chin, King Xiangyang closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled slightly, recalling what Cai Zhanzhao said just now, after the shock, he couldn't restrain his joy.

Is Zhan Zhao accepting him?

Then they will be lovers from now on?

Zhan Zhao actually likes him too, which he never dreamed of.

King Xiangyang secretly rejoiced for a while, but after a while, he suddenly remembered someone——

Ding Yuehua.

If he was with Zhan Zhao, what about Ding Yuehua?What about Ding Yuehua?

The King of Xiangyang fell into distress. He didn't notice that there was a person on the bank sneaking up to the place where he put his clothes. He glanced carefully into the lake, snickered, and secretly took his clothes away.

King Xiangyang stayed in the lake for a long time, guessing it was about the same, so he simply got up and went back. We will think about Ding Yuehua's affairs later, anyway, she is still young now.

But when he came out of the lake dripping wet, and when he had just put his clothes on, the branches of the tree were empty, except for a pair of snow-white underpants fluttering in the wind.

King Xiangyang was dumbfounded.

King Xiangyang hurriedly put on the hakama, and saw Zhan Zhao's figure approaching in the distance, took a closer look at his own appearance, and immediately dodged into the nearby woods without thinking about it.

You need to find something to cover your body!

If Zhan Zhao saw him like this, he might as well die.

It happened that the house was leaking and it was raining all night, he hadn't found a bigger leaf or anything, when thunder struck in the sky, it started to rain heavily.

King Xiangyang sneezed even though he had internal strength to protect his body. His eyes were blurred by the rain and he couldn't see clearly. In a panic, he found a dilapidated thatched hut in the forest, and immediately ran in to hide from the rain.

With naked clothes and drenched body, King Xiangyang didn't have time to feel sorry for himself for a second, when he turned around to hide, a long sword pierced the air.

This turn of the head made him very angry.

"So it was you, a little thief, who stole my clothes!"

"What... what stealing!" The man in front of him was thin and short, fair-skinned, and young in age. If he wasn't a thief, the King of Xiangyang wanted to praise him for his good looks.

"I think this clothes is where no one wants it, so I took it. Why do you say it's yours?"

The King of Xiangyang spread out his hands that were tightly protecting his chest, held his head high, and confidently said, "Why?? If my clothes hadn't been stolen, wouldn't I be running around in the woods without clothes???!"

The little thief was so frightened that he immediately turned around and said with a straight neck: "The forest is big, there are all kinds of weird people, there are people running around in the palace, it's not uncommon to run around in the woods!"

"you put…….!"

fart!

The people in the palace are all highly civilized and high-quality, so Luo is from the palace!

Although he is running around now...

King Xiangyang resisted the urge to swear, stepped forward and pulled the thief's clothes, "If you don't pay it back, let me tell you, don't blame me for doing it!"

"Who is afraid of whom! I'm not good at martial arts!" The little thief held on tightly to his death, holding on to the clothes on his body tightly. King Xiangyang couldn't bear it anymore, and mobilized his inner strength: "Then don't blame me for being merciless!"

King Xiangyang grabbed the little thief's front lapel with his hand, it didn't matter if he grabbed it, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

The little thief screamed: "Ah! You are shameless! A thief!!"

"I……!"

The queen of Xiangyang knew it later.

sky…..

This thief is a woman!

The little thief screamed louder and louder, King Xiangyang quickly let go of his hand, stepped back more than ten steps, and said incoherently: "I didn't mean it...you...this clothes, you..."

"Even if you are a woman...this dress..."

This dress is also his!

The little thief wailed and wiped his tears, clutching the clothes on his body: "You touched me and wanted to take off my clothes, how shameless you are!!"

King Xiangyang, who turned his back on him, had a headache, "Are you being reasonable...that clothes..."

"I don't care!! If you take off my clothes, I will sue you in the yamen!"

Zhan Zhao searched all over the lake but did not find King Xiangyang. When he arrived in the woods, he suddenly heard the voice of a woman crying for help. Without thinking about it, he immediately followed the sound.

After this time, he saw disheveled clothes... No, it should be the disheveled Xiangyang King, who was under the same hut with a handsome young man dressed in men's clothes.

The young man was crying so hard that his tears fell, and it was not difficult to find out from the voice that he was the woman who just asked for help.

The author has something to say:

Hehehe, who is this girl, do you know?