Cat and Mouse Short Stories

Imitating Zhan Zhao's calmness, firmness and softness, the simple words fell on his heart like thunder, stirring up the impulse in his blood to burst, "But let the dragon city fly generals, don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan."

Boys' Long March (2)

Taking the lead, the man spun round and pierced directly between the eyebrows of a man with the sound of howling wind.It's just that the tip of the sword is on the forehead, and the breath is decisive.He didn't care about counting the heads to claim credit, but with all his strength, he jumped into the air and jumped to the other side of the river.

He looks like an eagle soaring in the sky.

Wulongchuan was tens of feet wide, and there were many corpses piled up in the center. Judging from the angle and distance of his jump, he could step on the corpse just once to cross the opposite bank.Where the sword light pointed, the target was directed at Yuan Hao who was sitting in the center.Capture the thief and capture the king, seize the dragon and behead it.

"The rear line has fled—" someone yelled in despair, and the mournful wailing pierced through thousands of beacon lights and fell into everyone's ears.More and more Xixia soldiers crossed the shore, and the Song army's front line was already retreating steadily.To make matters worse, add a fatal blow at the most critical moment.

The man obviously expected the critical situation, so he threw himself to the other side without hesitation, only hoping to disturb Xixia first.It's just that it was unexpected that Xiao Qiang would cause trouble. As soon as the rear troops withdrew, the Song Army, which was already terrified and frightened, was defeated.

Zhan Zhao's eyebrows were like frost, he drew the long sword from his waist and swept it directly to the back of the formation. The long sword was full of murderous aura, and the voice was spread far away with the inside. "Whoever escapes again, the fifth master will strike with a sword!" The starry eyes were raised like anger on the sword eyebrows, and he had mastered the ruthless and unruly aura.It seemed that a cold wave was rushing from all directions, grabbing the throat and swallowing people in an instant.With just one person and one sword, he can steadily deter thousands of people behind him.Not daring to have the slightest thought of fleeing again, the rear deployment gradually stabilized.

The accident happened in a blink of an eye, and the man was finally distracted because of it, and accidentally deviated his position with a move while avoiding Xi Xia's arrow feathers.So the place where he stayed was no longer a corpse, but a huge vortex.The white waves howled wildly and rolled up into shock waves, and the waves that set off were about to swallow that person in sight.

At the same time, Zhan Zhao put the arrow on the big yellow bow.The bow was pulled to the maximum extent, and the silver-white bowstring was taut, humming and moving in the rustling beacon smoke.His eyes were as sharp as electricity, and he shuttled all the way to the arrowhead at the end of the arrow.Holding his breath and holding his voice, all the strength was concentrated on both hands and arms, and when he found the right moment, he made a decisive decision, and loosened his five fingers to send out the arrow.

Cranes soar into the sky, and dragons chant across the stream.An arrow hit a thousand weights, cut through thousands of dust and went towards that person.

The arrow fell in an arc, just right at the man's feet.The shining silver arrowheads sting brightly and hurt the eyes, which is more biting and cold than the surging white waves.It was also in this ten-thousandth of a second that the man's feet fell into the body of the arrow, and he jumped up again with the force of this moment.The arrow was quickly annihilated in the river waves under this kick, and the man fell to the opposite bank and swung his sword into light.With only one person, the deployment of Xixia was in chaos.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Zhan Zhao ordered the Song army to cross the river to kill the enemy.At that time, the morale of the Song army was high, and it was no longer necessary to distinguish who was in command of the deployment of troops.Facing an enemy army several times their own, these ten thousand people were fearless in the face of danger, shouting loud slogans and marching against the tide to the opposite bank.

Zhan Zhao performed Swallow Fly, tapped his toes lightly on the water surface, and his body was like flying arrows raining down on the shore where Xixia was.Jianying Linlin caught up with the man and stood side by side, the coordination of the two swords was chilling.

A match made in heaven.

The scent of winter plums on that person easily penetrated the bloody wind and sand, and the faint pleasant smell lingered all the way to the bottom of my heart.The body of the sword suddenly turned into a trick, the gorgeous and ruthless sword was like thunder.Slightly sideways eyes, exquisite and gorgeous facial features, peach blossom eyes like a dream, clear and clear.During the fierce battle, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his voice was as clear as a waterfall hitting rock waves, "Cat."

Zhan Zhao's subordinates kept fighting with swordsmanship, creating a bloody path and blocking the attacks from those empty gates for him.Even in the time of life and death, he still didn't have the slightest fear, even if that person was buried in the shadow of the sword and the light of the sword the next moment, he would not be afraid.The words were full of helplessness and pampering, "Yutang, come as soon as you say it, with your temper."

Both longing and worrying, Bai Yutang traveled thousands of miles from Bianliang to Yanzhou.The military situation in Yanzhou was in crisis, so he wanted to fight Xixia for Zhan Zhao, so he secretly resorted to a trick.He also knew Zhan Zhao's temperament, and he would never leave the soldiers alone.So, just let him go, just let love come back.His mouse has always been disobedient, and this cat is also disobedient.

Bai Yutang's eyebrows were slightly raised, and he was extremely handsome and handsome, "Cat, you just watch it." The sword energy overflowed, and the billowing waves of swords chased souls and killed them, creating an open space that was not allowed to enter.

Misfortunes never come singly, and the situation on the battlefield is changing.When Yuan Hao was entangled with the Song army here, the Song army had already entered the Holland Valley, directly threatening the safety of Xixia Xingqing Mansion.In addition, more and more Song troops landed, Yuan Hao finally gave the order to retreat.

They won a complete victory, but Xixia eventually had an army of hundreds of thousands, and Song Fang no longer sent troops to chase.

On the ground were traces carved by sword energy, Gou Hengti turned unruly and unruly, showing his sharpness like a sword like a knife.The weak defeated the strong and the few defeated the many. The Xixia horses retreated without stopping, and the Song army sang and sang to celebrate.Only Zhan Zhao squinted slightly to look at the marks on the ground, and using the entire battlefield as a red paper, he drew sixteen characters with the blade of his sword.

Eight on the left and eight on the right are the horoscopes of their birthdays.

Who once flashed a pair of crystal clear peach blossom eyes, and said narrowly: "Cat, since you have agreed to hold hands with the fifth master, the fifth master will definitely not lose you. Gengtie rituals and other ostentations will never be less about you."

Knowing that the mouse was competing with him, Zhan Zhao still felt tenderness and tenderness intertwined into a vast net, easily enveloping his whole body and mind.On the little mouse's water-red thin lips, there was a superficial and gentle kiss, embracing this person who made him dream, and would never let go.

Unexpectedly, he used the sword as a pen and the ground as paper on the battlefield, and made the whole world a palace and showed it together.There is no one like this before or after.

How can the cat show weakness when the mouse has challenged it.The sky is full of dust and flames, and it is treated as a red tent.

Death and life are broad, and Zicheng said.

Finish

Jianhe (Trailer 1)

Everyone's attention was attracted by the fox-fur child, and it was unexpected that another white figure deftly pushed aside the purple bamboo and came across from the center of the forest.The rustling snowflakes on the bamboo leaves fluttered in disorder, leaving specks of glitter on his loose black hair.The little doll in white looked left and right, quickly chose the stone table on the farthest side and went straight to it, the snow-satin clothes fluttering as if accompanied by Haoxue.

Huqiu Haitong's words sounded quite melodious, but in fact, they put tea and wine together and compared them only by strength, which is really ignorant.Zhan Zhao's black boots were swinging lightly, and his slender, white fingers rested on the edge of the stone table, thinking about how to make a move with a smile.While thinking about it, he caught a glimpse of a white shirt from the corner of his eye.The little guy who sprang out from the bamboo bushes was not as high as the stone table but slipped quickly. He slid over and went under Zhan Zhao's resting arm, and the upper half of his body was stuck between Zhan Zhao and the stone table.

Close at hand is a handsome little face carved from jade, with red lips and white eyes that look like lacquer spots.The lower jaw is small and delicate, the cheeks are slightly bulging, and the pink is tender and tender, which is really cute.Without saying a word, the little baby stretched out both hands to untie Zhan Zhao's bra, and accidentally pulled the wrong chest strap, making a tight knot into a dead knot.

Zhan Zhao was taken aback, and couldn't help but smile when he recognized the situation in front of him, letting the little baby's fair and exquisite fingers grind back and forth on the knot.They are very close to each other, and it seems that you can smell the scent of the little doll's body. It is not like the milk smell of ordinary children, but it is similar to the clear and delicate fragrance of this winter snow.

The group of troublemakers was bustling around, directly occupying a few stone tables and asking for the best tea.Dr. Bai Jiacha just smiled lightly, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "You little guests, the rule here is to pay the silver first and then eat the tea."

"You just said, silver taels?" The fox fur child lifted the big coat and sat down on the head of the stone table, pointed to the big coat and then pointed to himself: "Do you know who the young master is?"

This white jade-like doll gave up after trying several times, and stared blankly at Zhan Zhao.A pair of pupils are as clear as water, and the corners of the eyes are slightly upturned, which are the peach blossom eyes that are often used to describe beauty in poems and songs.He didn't say anything, he just focused his burning eyes on the dead knot in front of Zhan Zhao.

Why did such a flawless little robber suddenly appear? Zhan Zhao couldn't help laughing when he saw that the doll was born exquisitely, with big eyes slanting and pretending to be contemptuous.The man on the opposite side didn't show his face, as if he didn't realize the existence of the little doll at all, so Zhan Zhao reached out to pinch the little doll's nose. "You take off your clothes without saying hello, I will sue you for molesting and indecent assault, ouch!"

It turned out that when the little baby saw Zhan Zhao stretching his hand closer, he slapped it unceremoniously.Although he was defenseless, Ran Zhanzhao easily dodged the lackluster palm, turned his wrist to grab it, and clasped the little baby's wrist with his backhand.The little baby's skin is as white as white porcelain piled with snow, and it feels soft and delicate in the palm of the hand, and it falls on the bottom of the heart. It looks like a young master from a wealthy family.Pretending to cry out in pain, Zhan Zhao said with a smile, "Gifts are reciprocated, your gift has been delivered, should it be my turn to return the gift?"

The little baby bit her bright white teeth lightly on her lower lip, raised her eyebrows and remained silent.Zhan Zhao was a little startled, only to realize that the strength of his hand was not in place, and a circle of red shackles had been left on his white wrist when he let go.And the little guy put his sleeves to cover his wrists, stepped back two steps and stared at Zhan Zhao Qing Lingling, his hands hurt but he didn't say a word.

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