Peerless Junior Uncle

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Hearing this, Haitang trembled all over his body, grabbed Xu Ziyang's shoulder, and forced him to face himself, but Xu Ziyang's eyes still didn't know where to focus. He just sat quietly, staring at the air with unfocused eyes, and suddenly opened his mouth and smiled, silently.

"I'm going to find Mu Lan." Hai Tang quickly left without saying a word, leaving too quickly, without noticing that Xu Ziyang, who lost his sense of security, subconsciously wanted to grab his sleeve hand.

"You go." Suddenly, Xu Ziyang interrupted Haitang's memory, Haitang blinked, the medicine was already warm, he took it and sat on the bedside, scooped up a spoonful and tested the temperature on his lips, almost said: "When you are better I'll go."

Xu Ziyang opened his mouth and waited for Haitang to feed him a mouthful of medicine, then said in silence for a moment, "You don't have to worry about me."

Haitang didn't answer any more, just scooped up the medicine and said, "Open your mouth."

Xu Ziyang didn't resist, he drank it spoonful by spoonful with his mouth open, Haitang wiped the corners of his mouth with a towel, got up and left.Xu Ziyang leaned on the soft pillow behind him and sighed softly. From that day on, Haitang was no longer clinging to him like before, and he didn't have much to say in a day. He felt guilty for taking care of himself, right?

Haitang paused before going out, and said softly: "Before, I'm sorry, Mu Lan said that you can remove the medicine tomorrow, so I'll leave tomorrow." After speaking, Xu Ziyang started to leave without waiting for anything else. Scared, he just wanted to stay by his side, but hurt him again and again, since he didn't want to see him again, then let's go.The corners of her lips curled up bitterly, goodbye, my bookworm.

When He Tingge saw Haitang, he felt an illusion for a moment. The bluffing person seemed to be a different person all of a sudden. He was still dressed in red and accompanied by silver armor, but he had a calm expression on his face. There is no more nonsense between words, and I am really not used to it for a while.

"Haitang." Taking advantage of lunch time, He Tingge pulled Haitang, who was eating a big pot meal outside, into the tent, and asked, "How's it going?"

Haitang rubbed his nose and smiled: "Very good."

He Tingge frowned: "Haven't you made it clear?"

"So what can I do if I make it clear?" Haitang finally put away the forced smile on his face, and there was a wry smile on his handsome face: "After all, I am wrong, what else can I say clearly?"

"You never thought that you didn't force him at all?" He Tingge couldn't help but ask.

"Okay, it's already like this, what's the use of pursuing these things?" Haitang waved his hands, looked at Po Jun who was on one side of the shelf, and said, "When will the little prince start worrying about these nosy things?"

He Tinge raised his eyebrows helplessly.

Haitang turned around and said, "Don't you have something else to do? Go get busy, I'll watch for you for a few days."

"In your state, I'm afraid you'll go out and fix things for me." He Tingge teased, "It's a good thing that Tabazhen is not here, otherwise, why wouldn't you take your vanguard battalion and pull out other companies? "

"You miss me that much?" Haitang smiled wryly.

"En." He Tingge nodded seriously.

Haitang took out the Zen belt at his waist, and the reflection of the silver knife illuminated his handsome face: "To be honest, I really want to fight."

"Let's go, I'll practice with you." He Tingge reached out and took down Po Jun and said, "I really want to go out after the fight." After saying that, the two came to the school martial arts field to take off their cumbersome armor, and went into battle lightly. The red-clothed silver sword looked a bit strange in this desert wind and sand, on the other side He Tingge was dressed in black bunt, with the silver spear in his hand behind his back, ready to go.

A lot of idle soldiers gathered around and watched the two whispering on the field.

"Is that the knife of General Hai? I've heard it before. Last time, General Rouran was hacked with a single knife. It is said that the man didn't know he was dead after hacking..."

"Really? How fast is that knife?"

"Hey, the one in the little prince's hand is the legendary Po Jun? It's so domineering."

"That's right, the last time Kule's men hadn't formally confronted each other, they ran away when they saw the broken army..."

Li Yue stood on the platform on one side, with a look of nothing to see, Cao Renyuan on the other side patted Li Yue on the shoulder and smiled, "General Li, don't worry about letting me hang out with the little prince!"

"That's natural." Li Yue replied with a smile.

Experts generally don't need too much airs and tricks, especially those who use knives and guns. They don't need too many false moves. Besides, both of them are honed on the battlefield, and their moves are steady and ruthless. The soldiers were terrified.

The fight was hearty, until at the end, one of the two put a gun to the throat of the other, and the other shot with a knife chain, and the blade brushed behind one's ear and passed the wooden pole where a strand of black hair was cut off and stuck behind him. superior.

The scene was silent for a while, and they all took a breath. After a while, the two people on the field laughed loudly. He Tingge retracted his spear and thrust it into the ground: "Have fun!"

Haitang put away the knife like a sheath, sat on the ground with his hands behind his back, smiled and shook his hair: "Thank you, little prince, for your mercy!"

The soldiers below came back to their senses after a while, and cheered loudly, their excitement cannot be expressed in words.

The next day, He Tingge set off for Jinyang City early in the morning. Speaking of it, sometimes this inexplicable sense of familiarity really made him doubt his identity, just like he knew how to get to Jinyang City, which he had never been to before, without asking anyone. .

Fu Qingcheng came out of Mingyue Tower, thinking about the news from Yu Wenyong, when he saw He Tingge walking on the street leading a horse, and was about to go forward, but Yu Wenyong, who came down behind him, held him by the arm. Qingcheng looked back at Yu Wenyong, the question in his eyes was obvious.

Yu Wenyong's handsome face twitched his lips, looked at He Tingge approaching from a distance, then looked back at Fu Qingcheng: "You care about him so much?"

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Fu Qingcheng twitched his brows, looked at Yu Wenyong and asked, "What do you mean by Brother Zhou?"

Looking at He Tingge in the distance, Yu Wenyong seemed to have seen the two of them. He held Fu Qingcheng's hand and said, "It's just curiosity." After speaking, he suddenly frowned, and pulled Fu Qingcheng back into Mingyue Tower. Qing Cheng wanted to break free, but saw Yu Wenyong's slender fingers sticking up in front of his lips: "Shh~"

Fu Qingcheng frowned, looked out from the gap on the side, and saw that He Tingge outside had disappeared, and there were some men in black hiding in the dark places all around. I don't know, but the flashing embroidery made Fu Qingcheng's heart skip a beat: Xuanhua Ling!

"If you let them know that you are with me, the little prince must also be involved?" Yu Wenyong raised his eyebrows and said softly.

Fu Qingcheng was just wondering where He Tingge went, and why he disappeared suddenly: "You go first, I'll go out and lure them away."

"Are you going to find him?" Yu Wenyong asked.

"Otherwise?" Fu Qingcheng brushed Yu Wenyong's hand away calmly: "This is your territory, and the people of Xuanhualing can't make any big moves. Besides, I trust him more than you."

Yu Wenyong's eyebrows moved, and he wanted to say something, but he saw that Fu Qingcheng had already left in a flash, and a sparrow flying man had disappeared from sight. Yu Wenyong leaned against the door for a long time, and gave a wry smile, and a person behind him came up: "Master, do you want to come up?" follow?"

"Forget it." Yu Wenyong said softly: "It's not the time yet, you will be noticed if you follow too closely." But I was thinking of Fu Qingcheng's sentence: "Compared to you, I trust him more." With a wry smile, in fact, I also I want you to believe me, but after all, I'm not He Tingge, so I can't give you the purest things.

He Tingge actually saw Fu Qingcheng as soon as he entered the city, but just as he was thinking about going there, he saw the scene of Yu Wenyong pulling him back behind Fu Qingcheng. Looking back vigilantly, although there is nothing there, I still leave the street for safety.

Sure enough, it was Xuanhualing's person, He Tingge hid in the dark and watched the group of people who came to find someone, thinking what kind of trouble was going to happen, wouldn't he want to get rid of me while I was not in Daqi territory?

"Where is the person?" A black-clothed man outside asked in a deep voice, and the other quickly replied: "I followed here and lost it. It seems that I was discovered."

"Seventeen, take someone over there to have a look. Don't be alarmed." The man ordered in a deep voice.

He Tingge hid his breath in the dark and looked coldly at the outsiders looking for him. Suddenly, there was a movement of air behind him, and He Tingge turned his head vigilantly. His lips felt cold, and he saw Fu Qingcheng standing behind him with his fingers upright, making a silent movement.

He Tingge nodded, leaving aside Fu Qingcheng's conspicuous sky blue clothes, his brows were wrinkled, the sky had already darkened at this time, standing in this narrow aisle in black clothes, he was not very conspicuous, and he pulled people into his arms casually. Inside, he pulled his coat to wrap him around him, and then he turned his head to look outside.

Fu Qingcheng blinked but didn't say anything. He just listened to the movement of people outside, and seemed not to intend to leave. The two of them stuck together so closely and didn't know how long it would last. Fu Qingcheng felt the warm breath sprayed on his face by He Tingge. Itchy, he simply lowered his head and leaned on He Tingge's shoulder.

At this time, the man named Shiqi who left earlier came back and said, "No."

The man pondered for a moment, and said: "Retreat." After a moment of direct selling, the crowd of people outside disappeared without a trace.

He Tingge let out a breath, and Fu Qingcheng raised his head from his shoulder: "Going away?"

He Tingge nodded, stepped back half a step and released the person from his arms, Fu Qingcheng frowned and looked at the expressionless person in front of him, stretched out his hand to bring him over: "What's wrong?"

Seeing his bewildered face, He Tingge sighed helplessly: "It's okay." Fu Qingcheng blinked, and leaned against the wall behind him, holding He Tingge's coat in his hand. He Tingge had to lean on the wall with one hand