Qihuang

What I arrived at was a deserted village, long gone, and even the stone tablet at the entrance of the village was covered with dense weeds.

The three of them rode horses on the weedy road, and the scattered houses on both sides of the road were swaying here and there, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside, whether there were people or not.

Yan Liao casually glanced at the grass on the roofs of several deserted houses, slowly frowned and asked, "Here?"

Lin Sanwu said: "Yes, Young Master has ordered some houses to be cleaned up as meeting places."

Lin Er helped to speak at the side: "Your Majesty, it's very good here, it's really good, it's as long as the distance from Dongguan and Nanguan, and it's fair."

That's really fair.No matter what, Lin Er and Wu Hai stayed together in Langya County for two years. Even though they didn't have much contact with each other, they still knew a little about what they heard and heard in the workshop.

Mr. Wu Hai is so thoughtful that he doesn't think about others. Sometimes he tricks people into the pot, and others think he has earned it.

Could it be that because he is the king of Yan, there are no traps this time?Just choose a meeting place that is fair to both parties?

If so...

Lin Er sighed, glanced at Yan Liao's well-defined side face from the corner of his eye, and thought to himself that if this is true...that would be very rare.

But Lin Er wasn't sure, after all, even the Master of Wu Hai couldn't figure out what Mr. Wu Hai was thinking, so how could he dare to extrapolate.

Sighing again, Lin Er secretly reminded himself that he should pay more attention, if something happened, he would have to make jokes, and he must not let the two people further widen the gap.

Patting his cheeks, Lin Er raised his enthusiasm and cheered himself up in his heart: "Lin Er, if you do this well, you will be able to boast for a lifetime when you come to Fangzhu!"

Stopping beside a willow tree with sprouts, Lin Sanwu got off his horse.

The three horses were all tied up, Lin Sanwu pointed to the small courtyard next to the tree and bowed to beg: "Your Majesty, the young master lives here."

"Live?" Yan Liao wondered, "Why do you want to live in this kind of place?"

After talking, several people entered the house.

As Lin Sanwu said, the inside of the house was tidy and tidy, completely different from the barrenness outside the village.

Lin Sanwu took Yan Liao and Lin Er to the main room to sit for a while, and went to inform Wu Hai later.

Yan Liao looked at the display in the main room, and felt a slight twitch in his heart—it felt a bit like Mr. Fan's elegant garden...

Could it be that Wu Hai really plans to live here for a long time?

"Since I came to the Runan military camp, I went to such a wilderness to buy myself a house..." Yan Liao shook his head, not knowing what to say to Wu Hai.

Lin Er also clicked his tongue: "Young Master Wu Hai is more particular."

As for what to pay attention to, Yan Liao wondered if Wu Hai did this because he couldn't stand the harsh environment in the army.

The barracks is no better than other places, food and sleep are not good, and there are more rough men who don't pay attention to it. Thinking about Wu Hai's dignified appearance with clean clothes, wouldn't he suffer if he went there.

However, Wu Hai who invited people to the appointment didn't seem to be here at this time.Lin Sanwu came back from behind and replied: "Your Majesty, the young master is not here, I am afraid he is still on the way."

Lin Sanwu explained: "Young master doesn't always live here, most of the time he is still in the army.

battalion.Your Majesty, sit down and wait, and my subordinates will make you a pot of hot tea. "

"Hot tea?" Lin Er came to his senses, grabbed Lin Sanwu and asked, "By the way, Sanwu, I see that everything is here, so is there firewood to burn more hot water? So that the king can take a bath? "

Hearing this, Yan Liao looked up, feeling a little moved.

I killed a group of thugs on the way, and I always feel the smell of blood floating on my body. It would be really nice if I could take a bath.

Lin Sanwu nodded: "Of course, young master Aijie, the hot water is boiled the fastest here, the king waits for a while, and the subordinates will go to prepare hot water."

"Excellent!" Lin Er was delighted, and said to Yan Liao, "Your Majesty, your subordinates are also going to help."

Burning firewood and boiling water in the backyard, Lin Sanwu took Lin Er into a wing room to prepare things.

"The young master lives here, and there is no shortage of commonly used items. You can ask the king to change into a clean set of clothes."

"This is better." Unexpectedly, there was such an opportunity, Lin Er was elated: "The king must take a bath after beheading someone, otherwise he will be depressed all the time."

Holding the wooden screen chair in his hand, Lin Sanwu lowered his head to fiddle with it, and asked in a muffled voice: "Is there any injury on the king? If there is an injury, you need to rub the wound medicine after bathing. There are the best wound medicine here."

Lin Er sneered: "Who do you think the king is? The god of war, King Yan! So how many thugs can hurt the king? Only you will call the uncle to spare his life, are you ashamed?"

Lin Sanwu scratched his head embarrassedly and smiled: "Is there no old injury?"

Lin Er was displeased, and slapped the stunned man: "What's the matter with you? Can't you see that the king is okay? You must hope that the king will be injured a little bit?"

"No, no, no, I just think that the king has tossed around several military camps, maybe... injuries are inevitable?"

Being beaten suddenly, Lin Sanwu looked a little aggrieved.

Lin Er looked at Lin Sanwu strangely.

Lin Sanwu was so stared at, he felt weak, and asked weakly, "Second master... what's wrong..."

"It's nothing..." Lin Er shook his head: "Go to work, I'll ask the king later, I'm not as careful as you this time."

What Lin Sanwu said makes sense!Although Lin Er didn't hear any news that the king was injured, but the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, what if there is a touch?

After the hot water was ready, Lin Er led Yan Liao to the wing, and asked Yan Liao if he was injured.

Yan Liao said lightly: "There is a knife wound on the back, but the scab has scabbed over, so no medicine is needed."

"That's good!" Lin Er praised Lin Sanwu in his heart, but he didn't expect that Sanwu was quite careful. "Your Majesty, cleanse yourself slowly, and I will send you clean clothes in a few minutes."

"En." Yan Liao responded and walked behind the screen.

Hot water is prepared behind the screen, and the wooden bucket is hot soup, steaming white.Yan Liao undressed, threw the blood-stained black clothes on the screen, turned around and stepped into the barrel.

The wooden barrel is spacious, Yan Liao is tall and tall, and he doesn't feel aggrieved when he sits cross-legged.

The hot water soaked the neck, sighed comfortably, and Yan Liao leaned against the barrel wall.

The screen in front of my eyes is milky white, embroidered with flowers, birds, romance, and the moon, stitch by stitch, fine workmanship, top grade in Jiangsu.

Looking at the conditions, it's almost as good as those who come to visit the mountains and rivers where they come to fight.

At this time, I felt that Lin Er was right when he said that Wu Hai was particular.

燕燎

I didn't pay much attention to Wu Hai in the past, I didn't know his preferences, I didn't expect that the things used in his private house were all elegant and good things.

It is not surprising that there are top-grade items, but it is surprising that many arrangements can be made in such a remote place, and it really takes some skill.Does this mean that Wu Hai is actually doing well in Gusu?

But can it really be good?

Lin Shuiyan said that Wu Hai went back with hatred, and begged himself to save Wu Hai when he was in danger...

Yan Liao slightly closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes covered the fundus of his eyes, hiding the faint blueness.

In the past year and a half, the army has been in turmoil, the conquest of robes is difficult, and the pace is hasty.Many things have been pushed here by time before they can be implemented.

annoying...

The door was knocked, and Lin Sanwu's voice came: "Your Majesty, my subordinates have brought you new clothes."

"Come in."

Lin Sanwu rustled the clean clothes on the screen, and reported back through the screen: "Your Majesty, the young master has come."

"understood."

"The clothes are here for you, this subordinate will leave." Lin Sanwu stretched out his hand and took off the black suit that Yan Liao was wearing, and took it out the door.

Yan Liao got up and wiped off the water stains on his body, and grabbed the new clothes on the screen.Just seeing what the new clothes looked like, his hands stopped.

Yan Liao: "White clothes..."

But it's not surprising, this is Wu Hai's private house, even Yan Liao himself didn't expect to come here to take a bath and change clothes, it's normal that there are no clothes for him here.

That is to say... the new clothes in your hand are actually Wu Hai's clothes?

Yan Liao's eyes flickered, and for some reason, he felt a little strange.

But Lin Sanwu said that the clothes were new, and Wu Hai hadn't worn them. They had known each other for so many years, and it was nothing more than wearing one of his clothes... Waving away the strange thoughts, Yan Liao quickly changed the white clothes.

The two are similar in figure, and the clothes fit well, but the color is light, which makes Yan Liao feel a little uncomfortable.

Pulling up his black hair, with steam that hadn't evaporated completely, his brows like black ink, dressed in white clothes, Yan Liao pushed the door and came out, and saw the young man waiting under the new willow in the courtyard.

Under the new willows, the breeze is blowing, Wu Hai stood quietly, heard the creak of the door and looked up——

Wu Hai: "..."

Although after drawing up the plan, consciously or unconsciously, he had sketched out the appearance of this person in white clothes countless times in his mind, but when he actually saw it, he couldn't help but hold his breath slightly, and his deep eyes suddenly sank into the deep sea.

Yuebai reduced the sharpness of this person's publicity.

Shulang handsome, elegant into the eyes.

With just one glance, Wu Hai's ban on delusional thoughts was silently smashed to pieces...

After a year and a half of not wanting, dreaming, or thinking, she was powerless in front of the deity, the seal collapsed, and the unspeakable emotions blew up and rushed.

But the man walked over with his hands behind his back, lifted his lips and said with a smile: "It's quite enjoyable, I built a private house in the wilderness."

The voice is clear and high.I don't know if it's because of soaking in hot water, but Wu Hai always felt that even his voice was a little damp...so hooked that even the apex of his heart was numb...

But before Wu Hai could reply, the conversation changed, and the little smile in Yan Liao's eyes faded away, and he asked with a calm face, "How is Shaozhuo?"

Just one sentence, spring breeze

The sword gave a blow to the head of a distraught person.

Xu Shaozhuo Xu Shaozhuo.The name of the first person called was Xu Shaozhuo!

The haze was hidden under the gentle appearance, Wu Hai said peacefully: "The two armies confront each other and become prisoners of war, what does King Yan think can be done?"

"The king was relieved when he knew he was still alive." Yan Liao looked at Wu Hai: "The king has come, if you want to make a deal with the king with Shaozhuo, just say so."

It's true that Xu Shaozhuo's three sentences are inseparable, just knowing that he is still alive makes him heave a sigh of relief!

The taste is like being forced into a glass of broken astringent wine, sour and bitter, choking in the throat and sticking to the heart, spicy and hot, burning the mind.

Wu Hai felt that when he heard the word "Xu Shaozhuo" read from the lips and teeth of the person opposite, the first thing he would do after returning was probably to ask someone to bury Xu Shaozhuo alive.

Suppressing his anger, Wu Hai said coldly, "King Yan, come in and talk."

One after the other, Wu Hai led Yan Liao around the room where he was bathing, and pushed open a red-lacquered wooden door: "Please come in."

Yan Liao entered the room sideways, and found that the white walls of the room seemed to be only built, and there was a sense of coldness.

The intuition was not very good, Yan Liao frowned, and just as he was hesitating, Wu Hai had already entered the room and closed the door.

Judging from the furnishings in the room, it should be used as a study by Wu Hai, but it's weird...because there is no window in this room...only a red-lacquered wooden door with hollowed-out carvings, through which the light shines on the too cold and white Under the wall, it adds brightness to the room.

Wu Hai walked to the desk and sat down. Yan Liao saw him and followed him.

He was sitting opposite Wu Hai, facing a pair of dark phoenix eyes.

Yan Liao felt a little uncomfortable with his cold gaze, which seemed to make people fall into it upon closer inspection, and turned his eyes away, looking casually at the weird wall.

In fact, how could he look so careless, facing Wu Hai's face, luckily, he was in a place like the study, and what he didn't expect was the name or not.

How annoying.

Speaking of this matter, Yan Liao really didn't want to think about Wu Hai for a long time. When he thought about it, he felt weird and absurd, and it gave him a headache.

Taking out a pen from the pen holder and pinching it between his fingers, Yan Liao glanced at Wu Hai again.

Speaking of which, Wu Hai also had a strange indifference when they met this time.

Pursing his lips, Yan Liao thought to himself, Lin Shuiyan said that this kid always has such an attitude towards people outside his heart, does that mean: even if Wu Hai...had some misguided intentions, he has cut it off now?

Consciously making sense, Yan Liao breathed a sigh of relief.

The brush in his hand was not dipped in ink, and his knuckle fingers were pinching it, just drawing and writing casually on the pear wood.

It's better to ask Xu Shaozhuo about it first.Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and asked, "Shaozhuo..."

Staring at Yan Liao's hand all the time, Wu Hai suddenly noticed that Yan Liao was writing Xu Shaozhuo's strokes on the table while talking.

This discovery stunned all of Wu Hai's reasoning, the stretched string was sawed off and entangled in his heart, sharp and stinging, he almost gritted his teeth and pressed Yan Liao's hand.

The ink pen fell to the table with a clatter, and the palm against the back of the hand was cold and cold.Yan Liao was startled, looked up, and met Wu Hai's dangerous eyes.

Yan Liao: "...?"

"Xu Shaozhuo? How could the King of Yan think that Wu Jun was so kind that he didn't kill the defeated general?" Wu Hai held Yan Liao's pen and exerted force, and Wu Hai said indifferently, "The King of Yan is very courageous, but unfortunately, his brain is also an idiot. nice one."

Yan Liao's face darkened to the end: "Wu Hai! It's against you!"

Wu Hai used Xu Shaozhuo to invite Yan Liao to meet him for one purpose - he wanted to know whether Yan Liao would get hurt for no reason because of him.

He made many preparations. First of all, the bandits on Runan Road were the ones he arranged to go there.On the way from King Yan's army camp, of course there would not be any wild bandits, they had been wiped out by King Yan's troops long ago.

Those people are the remnants of Zhu Guli's incomplete cleansing, just spread some rumors and use some tricks to let them run into Yan Liao.When they meet Yan Liao, Yan Liao will never let them go.

After killing someone, Yan Liao must be in a bad mood. When he comes here, he will not refuse to take a bath.Immediately, by taking a bath, you can know whether he has any injuries on his body, and by changing into new clothes, let him change into light-colored white clothes.

Everything is in Wu Hai's plan.Now, Wu Hai knew that Yan Liao was not injured.According to speculation, he was going to fight Yan Liao, to see with his own eyes whether Yan Liao would suffer physical injuries because of him.

For this reason, Wu Hai's original intention was to anger Yan Liao.

The only thing that went wrong with the plan was that Wu Hai himself became the first to be angered.

All of Wu Hai's calmness and rationality could fall apart at any time if he didn't gain the upper hand in front of this person.

"Xu Shaozhuo" "Xu Shaozhuo".The words "Xu Shaozhuo" that came out of Yan Liao's mouth were jarring and unpleasant, and it was unbearable to listen to half a word more.

Clasping Yan Liao's hand became more intense, touching his finger bones inch by inch, Wu Hai asked: "Your Majesty really likes him that much?"

Yan Liao's scalp almost exploded from being touched, he withdrew his hand suddenly, and glared at Wu Hai who suddenly changed his face.

As everyone knows, the sharp look on the corner of the eye is like a fire, which directly ignites the original, and burns out of control into Wu Hai's heart.

Wu Hai's eyes were darkened, and he smiled lightly: "What if Xu Shaozhuo dies?"

Hearing this, Yan Liao's heart sank.

If Xu Shaozhuo died, why did Wu Hai come here to meet him?Could it be true that Ye Cigui was right?

Actually...how could someone go to a deserted village to buy a house?There are abandoned houses outside this wasteland, and it would not be too much to say that they were used to hide soldiers.

Yan Liao looked directly at Wu Hai: "I thought you wanted to settle your grievances with Gusu first, and then come to avenge me later."

"Revenge?" Wu Hai got up while rubbing the remaining temperature on his fingertips, "What kind of enmity is the enmity between me and King Yan?"

Yan Liao's face changed slightly.

"I remember, you said, you never owe me, I owe you."

"So dare I ask, what do I owe you?"

The black light in her phoenix eyes made Yan Liao stand up after a while.Thinking of the life and death enmity in the previous life, Yan Liao slapped the desk fiercely, and said angrily: "You tricked me with Shaozhuo's life and death, just to ask this!"

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wu Hai in disbelief.Standing against the pear blossom table, Yan Liao leaned forward, reached out and grabbed Wu Hai's skirt, fiercely

Asked: "It is impossible for Zhu Guli to go around the army and sneak attack. Is it because of this that you went around Dongguan to attack Changfengying?"

As soon as he got angry, his other hand would reach behind his waist to touch the knife.But it was empty.After taking a bath and changing clothes, the Huoyan knife was left behind.

Seeing Yan Liao's movements, Wu Hai knew that he was really angry again.

The truth of the absurd may be right in front of us.

For a moment, Wu Hai said coldly, "So what if you are, so what if you are not?"

Although it was not for this reason, it was indeed his tactic to go around Dongguan and attack the Yan army.

That sounds like an admission.

In addition to Xu Shaozhuo's "death", in Yan Liao's view, it seemed that because of his personal enmity with Wu Hai, Xu Shaozhuo died like this in this life.

Injustice or not? !

The friendship between Xu Shaozhuo and Xu Shaozhuo for two lifetimes made Yan Liao heartbroken: "Shaozhuo, he..."

This kind of genuine grief made another stab at Wu Hai.

The same grew up together, the one he just wanted to bully, beat and scold, and he wanted to kill him, unless it was a matter of life and death, he would only come forward to ask for warmth when he was in a good mood; can make him sad...

Not wanting to hear anymore, not wanting to watch anymore, Wu Hai removed Yan Liao's hand that was holding onto the lapel of his shirt, four palms intersected with each other, and both wrestled.

This time Wu Hai exhausted what he had learned, and approached with all his strength while blocking and dismantling moves.It was the first time for Yan Liao to see Wu Hai who was so aggressive, and he didn't know if he had been hiding it all the time, or if he was getting more diligent.

There was a white wall behind him, and Wu Hai slashed at the white wall with his palm.The white wall was split open, and the smooth and black black iron chains were exposed to Yan Liao's eyes.

It turned out it wasn't a wall at all!This is a mezzanine, and Wu Hai secretly put chains on it!

What is he trying to hide the chain for!

Yan Liao was really angry: "Wu Hai!"

Anger ignited, and the previous self reminded that he would never do anything if he could talk to him well, and now Yan Liao threw him out of the sky, Yan Liao no longer showed mercy, and kicked Wu Hai into the mezzanine.

Wu Hai had expected that Yan Liao would do this, and before Yan Liao raised his foot, he dodged and dodged, the chain in his hand swimming like a fish on the ground.

The whipping techniques learned by Wu Hai and Sima Yin came in handy at this time.

Different from Sima Yin's whipping method, Wu Hai obviously has better control, combining hardness and softness, which is much more difficult to deal with than Sima Yin.

Yan Liao sneered, kicked up a piece of black lock and dragged it into the palm of his hand, whipped it in the opposite direction, and pulled it onto Wu Hai's arm.

This black iron is very heavy, and it hurts when touched.But Wu Hai didn't seem to be aware of it, he didn't care at all, and stared at Yan Liao with both eyes.

Yan Liao's anger was full of vigor, irritable and fierce, and he wanted to beat up the person who made trouble.

The hot air began to burn his internal organs again, and his throat began to smell fishy and sweet.The knife wound on the back was the first to open, and as the two confronted each other, the old scars on the body also tore open one by one, and the dark red blood seeped out of the white clothes little by little.

That's why Yan Liao didn't like light-colored clothes the most. If he got hurt a little, his clothes would be stained with blood.

Of course, Wu Hai, who was paying close attention to this change, fully took it into his eyes.

He saw that there was only anger on Yan Liao's face, and he didn't see any abnormality, as if it was commonplace to suffer this kind of injury

Ordinary things, very accustomed to it.

Yan Liao didn't know, but with his attitude, Wu Hai had a faint hope in his heart, and he completely... completely fell into the abyss.

"What Xu Shaozhuo said is true."

"He can't fight me at all! As long as he does it, he will get hurt!"

Sinister surged up, Wu Hai smiled, the smile was astonishing, extremely beautiful, but extremely terrifying, at least it gave Yan Liao a shivers down his spine.

Frowning, Yan Liao wanted to say something, but before he could speak, his neck was clamped by Wu Hai.

Different from any previous fights, the exercises Wu Hai used this time were not taught by Yan Liao, but something Yan Liao had never seen before.

The neck was controlled, and Wu Hai pushed his whole body against a wall, Yan Liao was startled.It's just that the more murderous intent in Yan Liao's heart, the stronger the self-injury. He choked out a mouthful of hot blood, dripping on the back of Wu Hai's hand, scorching hot.

"It turns out that you can't hurt me at all."

The sound exploded in his ears, and Yan Liao's pupils shrank - Wu Hai knew it! !

Splitting the interlayer behind Yan Liao, Xuan Tie bound Yan Liao's arms.

The two started fighting, but they could not tear down the walls made of black iron, and all the utensils in the rest of the room were completely destroyed.

In the mess all over the place, Wu Hai suppressed Yan Liao to the ground time and time again, the two of them would not give up, the fight between trapped beasts, each was scarred and scarred.

Finally, Wu Hai found a chance for Yan Liao, who was limited by nature, and black iron chains wrapped Yan Liao's limbs.

The dark iron in his hand walked around the gap in the red paint on the door, and clicked the lock.

What kind of wooden door is this? It is clearly painted black iron.

Totally fooled.Yan Liao finally understood.

Where has he received such treatment?

That is, only in the previous life.In his previous life, when he was young, he was treated like this when he was imprisoned by Xiao Chengen in the Mobei Palace.

At that time, he was locked in the cold palace, unable to get out, and no one else could get in. He only knew that Mobei was cold and hot, and in the end, like every piece of land in the world, it became a hell on earth.

For a while, he couldn't tell the difference between the past and the present, and the confusion of astonishment floated in his fierce eyes, his heart was pounding, and Yan Liao recklessly broke the chains on his limbs.

"Don't bother, Xuan Tie, even you can't do anything about it." Wu Hai dissuaded Yan Liao coldly.

He has always been foolproof in his work, knowing Yan Liao's ability, he has worked hard to complete all these, so he invites Yan Liao to the appointment.

Yan Liao really came here alone, just for Xu Shaozhuo.

For Xu Shaozhuo's life and death, he asked Yan Liao to come, and Yan Liao came. He said that Xu Shaozhuo died, and Yan Liao's eyes would turn red.

Wu Hai didn't understand what it was like, he only knew that his heart could have such big ups and downs.Jumping, hurting, bored, angry, hating, jealous... mixed together, and finally turned into despair of wanting to destroy everything.

In the desperate situation, Yan Liao's low voice was heard again.

"Don't tie me up..." With his back leaning against the lacquered red door, his white clothes were covered in red, and the chains on his limbs were constantly pulled, Yan Liao blinked, his usual high-spirited expression was misunderstood by Wu Hai for a moment as being vulnerable.

The blood was dripping, and I don't know what kind of injury it is that can bleed so much blood... and this weak and dazed expression

Love...Wu Hai almost thought that he had been stabbed in the heart again.

But... how could this heart hurt more?

"You hate me so unreasonably because you can't touch me? If you touch me, you will get hurt?"

After taking a breath, the flesh wounds he suffered in the fierce fight just now became sore, Wu Hai suppressed the pain, forced himself to calm down, and asked questions first.

But what can I ask?

Yan Liao regained his senses from a momentary moment of bewilderment, and became furious again.He stared at Wu Hai viciously, and angrily reprimanded Wu Hai: "Don't you want to live anymore!"

"Yes! I just don't want to live anymore!" Wu Hai slapped Qimen with his palm, and it landed next to Yan Liao's ear.

"You let me survive! Every time! You let me survive!" Yushi's voice became hoarse, and his breath hit Yan Liao's face, and it was all cold.

Yan Liao was startled, he had never seen Wu Hai like this before, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, as if he had suffered a huge injury, his whole body was devastated, and his whole body exuded a breath of pain.

"But you! Never wanted to kill me!"

"You have always, always wanted to kill me!"

"You just...can't kill..."

It's not that Yan Liao doesn't want to kill him at all, he just... can't kill him...

He just can't kill...

If he can kill...

"Haha..." Lifting Yan Liao's chin, facing this startled face, Wu Hai did not know what kind of expression he showed.

Yan Liao: "..."

It's like heart-piercing... Obviously it's me who hurts and hurts, but why is Wu Hai more like the one who was heart-pierced?

Tightening the fingers on his chin, Yan Liao opened his eyes wide, watching the heartbroken man approach——

A cold touch came to his lips.

Yan Liao: "!!!"

The moment it was pasted was cold and she didn't move, but she still had goose bumps all over her body.If it weren't for being bound by the black iron, Yan Liao would probably be able to jump up.

The struggle irritated the person who was sticking to his lips.

The coolness envelops the lips——

There is a faint smell of blood between the lips and teeth, warm and moist, tasted blood, despair can be more desperate, and sadness can be more sad.

This is no better than in a dream, but still less awake than in a dream.

His hands and feet were extremely cold, and he hugged the blood-bathed person tightly, clasping him tightly in his arms, not allowing him to retreat and struggle a little, and oppressing his lips and tongue.

It wasn't until the proud person under him seemed to tremble from being kissed that Wu Hai retreated unsteadily.

When he stepped back, he saw that the man's eyes were red and his lips were trembling. He didn't know if he was frightened, angry, or both.

Wu Hai stretched out his hand to cover his eyes, preventing him from seeing his expression.

Yan Liao was trembling with anger, and was pushed away by his kissing red lips, wanting to say something.

It's a pity that before the words came out, the lips were blocked again as soon as they opened.

Wu Hai didn't give him a chance to speak at all!

Blindfolding Yan Liao's eyes with his hands, the dense kisses landed on the corners and sides of his lips, and then pushed forward and swept across.

There is no end to this!Yan Liao, who came out of the shock, couldn't even get angry.

Huo was dumb in his stomach, and he never faced it, and his wish to come out with luck was broken by Wu Hai himself, and he showed it clearly with his own actions.

Damn it!He actually has such thoughts!

how

can?

How on earth did he come up with such thoughts!

Biting hard on the tip of his tongue, Wu Hai moaned in pain, and retreated helplessly.

"You dare to kiss again! I'll pull out your tongue!"

There is no confidence in the cruel words, and the long eyelashes are shaking into a ball in the palm of the hand. You don't need to think about the look in the eyes of your subordinates.

Wu Hai lowered his head sadly again.

Even if he knew the truth, he still... sadly and shamefully took advantage of people's dangers and belittled people first.

I can't help it.

The longer it is suppressed, the stronger the thoughts hidden in the bottom of my heart become. Once it breaks out, even I can't control it.I don't want to think about whether to kill or hate, those things that pierce my heart, I just want to follow the deepest desire in my heart, hug him, kiss him,...

Despicable and humble... Wu Hai seemed to hear the abuse and ridicule from the crowd again.

All the gorgeous watches he built over the years were smashed to pieces in front of this man and returned to muck and mud... Grief mixed with pain, I couldn't help bending down, pushing the man against the door, burying my head in Yan Liao's shoulder, throat The room is sobbing.

"Because you can't kill me, so you hate me?"

"Why can't you kill me?"

Yan Liao was exhausted, was hugged tightly, the wound was painfully pressed, and when he opened his mouth, there was a hiss.

Hearing the painful groan, Wu Hai felt uncomfortable again.Withdrew from Yan Liao's body, and let go of the blindfolded hand.

So much blood, such a serious injury, how much pain he has...

But he would rather be in pain than kill me...

Seeing the light of day again and seeing the expression on Wu Hai's face, Yan Liao thought for a moment that this person was probably crazy...

This was the Wu Hai that Yan Liao had never seen before, his eyes were red, his thin lips were stained with blood, and his face was full of madness and paranoia in a desperate situation.

With his eyes closed, Yan Liao felt a little crazy.

What is this? !What is this! ?

Yan Liao gasped: "What do you want to do?"

Wu Hai didn't answer but asked him instead: "Is this what I owe you? How did you know? When did you know?"

Three questions were thrown in a row, and Wu Hai himself was thinking about this question.

Wu Hai was sent to Mobei by Yan Liao when he was five years old, and endured Yan Liao's cold and heat for ten years. If he had to find a reason for Yan Liao's moodiness, it was probably the only reason.

Then the problem came again, he and Yan Liao were separated from each other, had never met, had no intersection, how did Yan Liao know about this?

Speaking of which, it's not just this matter, Yan Liao has always known some strange things that others don't know...

Pulling his gaze away from Yan Liao's lips, Wu Hai stabilized his emotions and wanted to clarify the matter.

He wanted to understand, but Yan Liao was about to be fooled.It's a trap and frivolity, and now he's tied to the door and forced to ask him strange things he doesn't even know...

The expression on Yan Liao's face was indescribable.

Yan Liao didn't answer, Wu Hai lowered his head again, rubbed the tip of his nose against Yan Liao's face, and said softly, "You have always been afraid of me in your heart, and guarded against me."

It's not that I'm afraid of Yan Liao, but Yan Liao is afraid of myself.

A person like Yan Liao is so powerful that he is almost unstoppable, but he has such an unspeakable weakness - himself.

This is simply a big joke, a joke made by heaven.

Yan Liao has always been proud of his will. If he has such a weakness, he will definitely be angry, disdainful, and disgusted.

So here comes the root of the problem—why?Why did Yan Liao get seriously injured every time she hurt herself?

This tortured Wu Hai even more than how Yan Liao knew about it.

Yan Liao was terrified by Wu Hai's rubbing, he couldn't back up, and was tied tightly, his face was full of alertness.

Once he restrained him, he also learned that he couldn't hurt himself at all.Wu Hai stared at Yan Liao, like a pedestrian in the loess desert who had been thirsty for several months, full of longing in despair, dark and terrifying, seeing Yan Liao, who was fearless and fearless, gave birth to encounters. To the horrors of predators.

"He's crazy!" Yan Liao didn't know what this man wanted to do. In short, it shouldn't be as simple as killing himself to repay ten years of humiliation.

The powerful sweetheart looked at him with such a look, and couldn't restrain himself, Wu Hai wanted to lean up to kiss him again, but was stopped by Yan Liao who raised his knee to his calf.

"you dare?!"

The black iron chain rattled, and the sound of angry reprimand was short and out of breath.Maybe he was too anxious, he choked, coughed twice, and blood froth stuck to his red lips.

Wu Hai felt distressed again.

He wanted to peel Yan Liao apart, without any dirty desires, he just wanted to help him deal with the dripping all over his body.

But he had to ask Yan Liao something.

Wu Hai had to know what was going on with all of this.

Yan Liao refused to speak, no matter what, he was bound and proud, and never bowed his head.Instead, he said: "Your methods are really annoying."

Wu Hai lowered his eyelashes.Of course Yan Liao would hate it, he is so upright, so powerful and proud, he can't disdain and use these methods.Only those who are struggling in the abyss will construct cities and palaces, and do whatever they can.

"Do you have to hide the reason from me?"

"When and how did you know about this weakness, and you refused to tell me?"

Wu Hai, who had regained his composure, looked indifferent, and put on his gentle skin again, tempting him to say, "My lord, you actually feel that you owe me something, don't you?"

Yan Liao pursed his lips tightly, and looked at Wu Hai.

"Otherwise, why do you look like it's not surprising that I killed you?"

Yan Liao: "..."

"But have you ever thought about it, why should I kill you?"

"It was you who saved me from Gusu."

"You were so kind to me..."

"But one day you suddenly changed, and your temperament has changed a lot since then..."

"Did you realize at that time that you couldn't hurt me?"

"Because you are worried that I will be your only weakness? Are you afraid that I will know and hurt you?"

"But... if you keep treating me like that, how can I hurt you?"

The sound is like jade, and it enters the ears.

Yan Liao frowned: "Stop talking!!"

Wu Hai didn't listen, and examined every small fluctuation on Yan Liao's face.

Speaking of it, Yan Shizi is a very persistent person who does not listen to persuasion.He always believed in what he believed in, he believed in Yan Yu, Xu Shaozhuo, and Xu Shaoqing...

But don't trust yourself.

What if, because he knew what kind of people these people were before?

Wu Hai:

"..."

Wu Hai lowered his voice, as if bewitched, and asked him slowly: "Senior Yan, where are you from?"

Yan Liao suddenly opened his eyes wide, staring at Wu Hai closely.

The heart in Wu Hai's chest was pounding like a drum.

Since there is a strange thing that hurts someone with one hand and seriously hurts himself, it is not surprising that there are even weirder things, right?

Think about it, Yan Liao knows so many things that ordinary people don't know. He obviously hates reading and writing, but he only prefers Strange Tales...

What if, from the very beginning, everything was like something out of Strange Tales, unbelievable and unbelievable?

From the very beginning, the strange thing was not only the question of whether he was injured or not, but Yan Liao.

It was Yan Liao who was strange.

"You tell me where you're from, and I'll let you go