Wude Fengyunlu

Chapter 53 Chapter 53

Mobei

"Feng Biao, the general hasn't come out yet?"

"No, the general has been staying there since he rescued Vice-General Deng from the desert. It's been three days without a single movement." Feng Biao scratched his head agitatedly, and couldn't help but sigh deeply, "You said that Deng Isn't the lieutenant's skill not bad? I haven't seen you for a few days, and I'm just so useless."

"Maybe I met some kind of enemy."

"What a great enmity! My limbs are all picked, and I'm still hanging on my breath. Isn't that what makes people want to live and die?"

"Whoever said no, the general's eyes were red at that time."

"Shh, keep your voice down, don't..."

"Feng Biao, go and bring me another bowl of hot porridge." Yan Feiling said wearily when he was interrupted before he finished speaking, and gently raised the tent door.

"Yes, General!"

"Don't bother, I won't eat it even if I die." Shen Jiahang looked up at the ceiling blankly, his tone was hard but couldn't hide his weakness, "If you really want to save me, why don't you hurry up and give me a good time."

"Happily, I don't know what your relationship is with him, but with this face alone, I, Yan Feiling, will never let you die in my territory."

"He, it's because of him again, haha! Haha!" Laughing suddenly, choking on his own saliva, Shen Jiahang couldn't help coughing violently, "Okay, then I'll tell you, I am life and death enemies with him, if I If you don't die, you will spend your life taking his life, be satisfied!"

"The life-and-death rivals who look exactly the same, hehe, what you said made me more interested." Leaning over and lifting her chin, Yan Feiling's eyes were full of exploration, "Besides, I never kill innocent people indiscriminately. Let me kill you, you must first find a reason to die."

"you……"

"Can't you find it? Then wait for me until you remember."

"Hmph, my body can't last a few days without eating or drinking. If you really want to die, what can you do to me!" Shen Jiahang gave Yan Feiling a hard look, and his tone was contemptuous.

"Really when I..."

"General, the porridge is here."

"Okay, you go back first." Taking the porridge handed over by Feng Biao casually, looking around, the sand bucket on the desk was Mu Ran who attracted Yan Feiling's attention, "Since you don't want to eat by yourself, Then don’t blame me for doing it myself.”

"You, what are you doing?! Stay... Gulu~ Gulu~ Woohoo!"

"Don't move around! You dirty your clothes, no one will wash them for you!" The funnel entered the throat, lifted the head with one hand, and quickly scooped in the soup spoon with the other. After about seven or eight spoons, I felt the ground beneath my body. The struggle gradually slowed down, Yan Feiling couldn't help but bowed his head triumphantly, but Muran noticed that Shen Jiahang's eyes were wandering and his complexion was purple, showing faint signs of suffocation!

"Damn, why didn't you shout out!"

"Cough cough! Cough cough! If you pour a few more spoonfuls, my goal will be achieved. Why do you shout?" After finally vomiting out the dark matter in the lungs, Shen Jiahang was out of breath.

"You really want to die that much"

"nonsense!"

"Forget it, since you are anxious to die, why don't you let me enjoy it first." Seeing such a ignorant person for the first time, Yan Feiling laughed angrily, and suddenly pressed down, "You look just like him , the things you like should be similar, right?"

"What are you going to do again?!" There was no way to avoid it, looking at the face so close at hand, Shen Jiahang panicked inexplicably.

"What do you think I'm going to do?" The body got closer and closer, and the candlelight shone on Yan Feiling's sharp-edged face. In his determination, he was so overbearing that it made one's heart palpitate. In the military camp, men can also have different values."

"asshole……"

She closed her eyes in despair, but after waiting for a long time, the imaginary humiliation did not come to an end, "Haha! This is the expression that the general should have, haha!" Seeing Shen Jiahang's bewildered face, Yan Feiling couldn't help but haha laughing out loud.

"You don't want to... Gulu~"

For a moment of distraction, the millet porridge was poured into his mouth with lightning speed, "Have you seen it? Just feed him the way I just did. If he doesn't eat, you shouldn't either!" Shen Jiahang swallowed the food, Yan Feiling casually threw the porridge bowl to Feng Biao, turned around and walked out gracefully.

"But general, what do you want me to do~" Feng Biao wailed helplessly as he watched the figure disappear outside the tent.

次晨

"General, you are back!"

"Well, how is he?"

"Hey, I fed him two more bowls according to your method. I'm afraid he won't die in a short time."

"Very good." He waved his hand to signal Feng Biao to step back, and suddenly remembered something, Yan Feiling stopped him again, "By the way, besides you, the fact that he is not Feiyu is not allowed to be the second person to know, understand? "

"Yes, General!"

"Hey, rested overnight, how do you feel?"

Leaking through the gap in the tent door, the morning sun was sprinkled on the bed, Yan Feiling asked again, but there was still no response at all, and approached curiously, but saw the young man's eyes tightly curled up in the bed, obviously asleep is sinking.

"Hey, how good it is so early"

Sitting lightly on the side of the bed, the scene from four days ago resurfaced in Yan Feiling's mind. He was just going for a walk in the camp occasionally, but he didn't want to pick up this guy under the sand dunes by accident. To be honest, if it wasn't for him Waking up early, I'm afraid I've really lost my mind. The resemblance is too much alike. Except for the twin brothers, Yan Feiling can't think of any other people who are so similar in the world, but he still insists that Feiyu and Feiyu are life and death rivals. Could it be that there are other hidden secrets between the two of them?

"Brother~brother~I'm afraid~don't leave me~"

Intense panting sounds came from under Muran, Shen Jiahang's face was pale and he couldn't help but whispered, as if he had dreamed of something extremely terrible, "Don't be afraid, brother is by your side, don't be afraid~" Carefully holding the palm, Yan Fei Ling comforted softly.

"Hmm~ brother...how could it be you!" The tendons in his hands were broken, and he couldn't even simply pull his hands out, so Shen Jiahang could only stare viciously. "I said, what kind of expression do you have? If it weren't for this general, you kid would be able to sleep so soundly!"

"Death is the best sleep, you might as well let me sleep on it."

"Die, die, don't you have anything else in your mind? A man is upright, and he is upright when he makes achievements. If you just put your lips and teeth away and ignore your good years, are you still a man?" He choked a little Angry, Yan Feiling couldn't help retorting.

"Then from ancient times to the present, have you ever seen a useless person who can only lie on the bed for a lifetime and make great achievements?"

"It's just that you can't move your body, it's not that you can't move your mind. Listen, I don't care what you've been through before. The only one who can give up on you is you. You're a man. Don't make excuses for me here!"

"Then... let's just pretend that I have given up on myself..." Shen Jiahang walked around Yan Feiling and looked at the tightly closed tent door, and Shen Jiahang suddenly sighed softly, with neither sadness nor joy in his eyes.

"Stubbornness! Really, so similar in appearance, why is there such a big difference in personality!" He didn't speak speculatively, and walked away angrily. In the huge tent, Shen Jiahang was left alone again.

"Why? I also want to know why, even the skin is exactly the same, why everyone still likes him so much and hates me so much... Am I really so inferior to him?" Tears, moistening the temples, dripping He fell on the pillow, biting his lips tightly to prevent himself from sobbing, and the boundless despair almost completely crushed Shen Jiahang's remaining stubbornness, "I'm sorry brother, I caused you to be troubled, if the pain now is for me The punishment, then, then I would rather suffer forever."

"Idiot, if your brother was here, he would definitely not want to see you like this." Gently stroking Muran came from the top of his head, gently wiping away the tears from the corners of Shen Jiahang's eyes, Yan Feiling's eyes were also a little complicated.

"No! No! I have done so many wrong things, brother, he must hate me to the bone, you know? I am not afraid of being smashed to pieces, I am afraid that one day, my blood will stain his Hands!" Trembling all over his body, Shen Jiahang at this moment is no longer the ruthless Linyang monarch who covered the sky with his hands, lonely and helpless, more like a child separated from his family, one can't help feeling sorry for him.

"Don't think about it, it's God's will for you to survive. If you want to redeem your sins, you don't have to go to the underworld to redeem." Subconsciously raised his hands, slightly startled, Yan Feiling suppressed the desire to hug him into his arms Impulsive, he patted Shen Jiahang's shoulder instead to relieve his sadness.