I broke my sleeves with the son

He didn't want Jiang Luoqing to feel bad for him, so he explained a lot for the first time.

Jiang Luoqing nodded slightly, and said in a low voice, "I know what you mean, so I don't need to explain."

Qin Ziyi wanted to say a few more words, but seeing his tired eyes, he stopped talking.

Logically, the Lord of Taoxin, who had won Taoxin, was very lethargic and weak during the period of physical transformation, but even though Jiang Luoqing was weak, he still had his own sharpness when he picked up the scimitar.

Jiang Luoqing had many chances to separate from them along the way, and Qin Ziyi specially gave him a purse full of gold and silver in order to test him out.

But Jiang Luoqing didn't leave until now, and Qin Ziyi knew that part of the reason was that Jiang Luoqing felt that those people already regarded him and Qin Ziyi as one.

As for the other part, Qin Ziyi always felt that Jiang Luoqing felt that his group was too weak, so he stayed and protected as long as he could.

Dongmian let out a low whirring sound from his throat, Qin Ziyi rubbed its head, and looked down to see Jiang Luoqing's bandaged arm.

His eyes softened. In fact, Jiang Luoqing was far softer than the indifference he showed.

I have been sleeping and waking up intermittently. In the early morning, the air-conditioning at the transition of early spring and summer came out. The temperature didn't feel too cold, but the humidity seemed to be soaked in the bones.

Jiang Luoqing put the scimitar on the ground, grabbed the handle of the knife with his hand, rested his chin on the handle of the knife, squinted his eyes and sat on the ground with a sleepy look, looking around slowly, as if he was in a daze.

Hearing the familiar footsteps, he looked up and bumped into a pair of smiling eyes. Qin Ziyi's expression at this time could even be called leisurely, but the bloodshot eyes could not fade away.

Jiang Luoqing opened her eyes wide, sat upright and looked at Qin Ziyi and said, "When will we do it?"

Qin Ziyi ignored his posture, lifted his robe and sat next to him, did not answer his question, just looked at the sky, with a smile on his face faintly illuminated by the moonlight, "Do you mean the sun will be big tomorrow?" ?”

Jiang Luoqing was a martial artist, and his senses were much sharper than ordinary people's. Even though he had little internal energy left, he could easily sense Qin Ziyi's emotions.

He frowned in some trouble, then tried his best to overcome the discomfort in his heart, raised his hand to hold Qin Ziyi's shoulder, pulled Qin Ziyi to his side, and then patted the man's back before letting him go. : "With me here, I can hold on."

Qin Ziyi was a little dazed by his series of actions. Fortunately, it was covered by the moonlight, otherwise his red ears and slowly flushed face would be exposed.

Hearing Jiang Luoqing's words, he subconsciously said "um", and after realizing it, he changed his words: "You just need to protect yourself, I'm so difficult that I can't take care of myself anymore?"

Jiang Luoqing didn't take his words seriously, and only moved his bandaged arm. After he felt that the wound was bleeding, he took off the cloth strips, and then wrapped it tightly again. He wrapped it really tight this time, and he could only fight after that. It would be easier for him to act.

Because of this tossing, the wound slowly oozes a little blood from the cloth as if complaining, not much, and it stops soon.

Jiang Luoqing closed her eyes and meditated as if she didn't notice anything.

Qin Ziyi watched his movements silently from the side. His subordinates put their minds on him, so he couldn't show any embarrassment, and even could only be calm.

His mother and concubine depend on him, the women in his backyard depend on him, and his subordinates depend on him to issue orders, so he cannot make mistakes.

Only this person saw through his disguise easily, then hugged him and said to him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

These were reassuring words, and Qin Ziyi's restless mind was calmed down. He looked at Jiang Luoqing intently, trying to find struggle and resentment on this man's face, but there was none.

There was only calmness on that face that was inherited from his Jiang family, and even the aura around him was even calmer than the Jiang family's second son Jiang who had read poetry and books he had seen.

Qin Ziyi's eyes froze for a moment. In fact, he had met martial arts people before, but those people were very respectful to him, and no one could guess his thoughts with just one or two glances.

Qin Ziyi felt curious, but also felt danger.

The saber was on his waist, and the person beside him was weakly recovering his strength, trying to help him last longer later.

Qin Ziyi just looked at Jiang Luoqing's side face under the moonlight, and as he watched, the turbulent things in his heart sank, his mind calmed down, and he let go of his thoughts.

Jiang Luoqing could always feel Qin Ziyi's eyes on him, and even the occasional murderous aura couldn't hide it from him, but he didn't say or even do anything.

He just sat there pretending not to notice.

In fact, as soon as he made the action just now, he knew that he was a little rash. Qin Ziyi must have a high status, and he had the aura that Jiang Luoqing had seen only when he was in a high position.

What this kind of person dislikes the most is that someone can guess his thoughts. When Jiang Luoqing pointed out Qin Ziyi's thoughts just now, he felt that Qin Ziyi's body was stiff, and he probably was unhappy at that time.

But this is not within Jiang Luoqing's control, and he doesn't want to make things awkward with Qin Ziyi right now, so he can only hide by closing his eyes and resting his mind.

As a result, after squinting my eyes for a while, I actually felt sleepy.

Just when he was a little confused, the person beside him spoke.

Qin Ziyi: "I plan to do it when the sky breaks, and then I can see it more clearly, so it will be easier to do it." He was silent for a while, then continued: "But I don't know if those people can't bear it."

Jiang Luoqing opened his eyes, looked at Qin Ziyi through the darkness, and said, "Actually, I have never figured it out. There are so many opportunities to fight on the road, but why do they always send a group of people to appear after a while, and sometimes there are some fists and kicks?" The kung fu is still very ordinary."

To say that it is ordinary is flattery, and some people simply have only brute force.

The corner of Qin Ziyi's mouth curled up slightly and said, "Of course someone got involved with these bastards."

After he finished speaking, he frowned, and added: "Of course, there are still some fish that slipped through the net, hidden deep enough, and they haven't found them before, so they decided to take action at this time."

"As for why people come in batches and there is no distinction between good and bad." Qin Ziyi said with a smile: "Of course someone is looking for them, and they themselves can't take care of themselves."

Jiang Luoqing nodded and said nothing more.

He looked at the dark space in the distance, somehow, suddenly remembered what happened when Fiji was drunk that day.

Brother Xu was drunk, Jiang Luoqing found an excuse, got drunk, and remembered after waking up, but because he had no face to see him, he didn't follow him.

Jiang Luoqing actually didn't know why he was thinking about these things, but he didn't know where his junior sister went to study medicine, and the Fairy Club opened in late September, whether he wanted to go or not.

How should he face his parents after returning to the capital.

Jiang Luoqing thought a lot, but in the end his mind was empty.

Qin Ziyi simply moved towards Jiang Luoqing, and said nonchalantly, "What are you thinking?"

Jiang Luoqing blinked her eyes, regained her senses, glanced at the distance between Qin Ziyi and herself, and said, "It's nothing."

Seeing that he couldn't come out with the question, Qin Ziyi didn't force it, so he changed the subject and said, "You should rest well, it will be a fierce battle later."

Jiang Luoqing made a buzzing "um" sound from his nose, but Qin Ziyi's words to let him rest seemed to be polite, and he kept chattering there, making him drowsy.

After Qin Ziyi talked a lot, he hummed to show that he was listening.

I don't know if he noticed that he was absent-minded, but Qin Ziyi's voice began to slow down.

Like the huge stone clock that has been placed in a place in central Beijing for many years, it slowly tells people the time that passes away inadvertently.

Qin Ziyi, on the other hand, talked about some knowledge in a slow manner, and he didn't talk about it later.

Jiang Luoqing squinted for a while in the moment of silence, and the world was faintly illuminated.

It wasn't so obvious at the beginning, but when people realized it, the sky was already dimly bright.

Qin Ziyi blinked his eyes that he hadn't closed all night, sighed insignificantly, then patted Jiang Luoqing's arm with a smile and said, "Wake up and eat something."

"Yeah..." Jiang Luoqing took out the pancakes wrapped in oil paper from the small bundle beside him, ate them cleanly, drank some water with the water bag, and sat upright on the spot after filling his stomach Waiting for the coming storm.

It is not clear whether the weather affected them or they affected the weather.Today's weather is not good. The sky is bright, but there is no combination of light red and gold in the usual light, and the sky and the earth are covered with tulle.

The air is damp and heavy, which is not comfortable, and relatively makes many people feel bored.

Jiang Luoqing was sitting, and Qin Ziyi sat beside him.The sound of light footsteps in the distance came towards them quickly, Jiang Luoqing raised her eyelids, the inside was shockingly cold and sober.

Qi Jiao was stunned for a moment when she met Shangjiang Luoqing's cold gaze, she pursed her lips and walked over to Qin Ziyi and said, "When will we do it?"

Qin Ziyi said coldly: "Have you considered it?"

Qi Jiao gritted her teeth and said, "Okay."

Qin Ziyi let out a "huh" and looked up at this young girl in a bunt, holding a long whip, and braiding her hair. If he hadn't heard about it before, it would be hard for him to classify this young girl in that vigorous and resolute village. on the Lord.

If Jiang Luoqing didn't appear in this line of business, and only let him meet Qi Jiao, he might be a little interested.

But that's only if.

Jiang Luoqing sat by the side and listened to them talking. His legs felt a little numb and he changed his position casually. As a result, this movement caught Qin Ziyi's gaze. Continue the topic as if nothing had happened.