Guo Xun looks at Fenghua again

That night, when Xun Yu and Guo Jia were sleeping in each other's arms, Xuelian looked at the bronze tripod standing outside Xun Yu's mansion and the guards, and sighed softly.

Xun Wenruo... This is a difficult problem Cao Mengde gave you!As Liu Ye said before, Guo Fengxiao can't protect you either!Even if he really wanted to, he was powerless.This will not change because of your new life. As the saying goes, Xiao He is also Xiao He if he is successful. Between you and him, only one can stay by Guo Fengxiao's side.And Cao Cao firmly believes that this person will be him, not you Xun Wenruo.

Powerful means, let alone what it looks like to reveal the truth.

"You are just a snow lotus. Even if they are destined by fate, you can turn the clouds and rains without a temper? This tripod is prepared for them!"

"Aren't you also pretending to be a Taoist priest and wandering around to show off? Do you have to treat it solemnly when you are the Jiuding of the Han family so far?" Xuelian didn't care about the old man in front of her, and her words were not serious as usual.

"Then we might as well take a gamble and see...whether he, Xun Wenruo, will do what you said!" The old man was none other than Nan Hua, who kicked off the Yellow Turban Uprising and cast the fire.

"Okay... let's play a game." The smile was gentle and cold.Xue Lian didn't think that Xun Yu would be willing to devote himself to this decadent dynasty from now on.

She is getting closer and closer to Guo Jia's ruthless coldness.Isn't she and him all for their happiness?

Otherwise, how could Guo Fengxiao deliberately do something to make Xun Yu abandon everything to punish him.

Xun Yu is not unintelligent, but in some things, he is still complacent because of his family education.This kind of usual perseverance is often the main reason why he became the dominant one when he and Guo Jia were together.

I don't know if it's because he thinks that he should be prudent because he is older than Guo Jia, so he keeps that trouble-making Guo Fengxiao in his sight.However, it is also up to him to create more messes in front of him, the aftermath ambassador, and wait for him to clean up for him.

When the sky was bright, the guards had already evacuated due to various reasons, but the cauldron was still standing quietly.

Guo Jia's sleep in this life was the same as the previous one, and he woke up faster under the stimulation of the cold.Seeing that Xun Yu was still sound asleep, Guo Jia got up to wash up.

There seemed to be something bad in Xun Yu's dream, he was a little restless, but also a little sad.This is the first time Guo Jia saw him as if he was so lonely that his soul was helpless.

Xuelian never came again, but Guo Jia secretly felt that everything was not as smooth as he thought.

At least it was true what Xuelian said that she couldn't protect Xun Yu, but Cao Cao's actions were delayed.The reason why the storm came violently was because there was no warning before, which made people lose their lives in a state of bewilderment.Guo Jia has done too many similar things as a counselor. Although he has an irreplaceable position in Cao Cao's heart, this is not an inevitable development of his blind pride.

He knows that both Jia Xu, Liu Ye and Cheng Yu have the wisdom to rival him, and Cheng Yu, who is as vicious as Cheng Yu, will even let himself and Xun Yu die together in the end-according to his current wholeheartedness towards Xun Yu, there is no chance of winning It is impossible to stop Cao Cao from going down, after all, in his heroic heart, it seems that he will not rise to the same position as him.At most, after he and Xun Yu both passed away, he would go to their graves and shed a heart-pounding tear of a hero.

Of course Guo Jia would not blame him, because from his own point of view, he would be even more ruthless than him.Being mean and ungrateful is nothing more than a naked fight.

Although Guo Jia has arranged everything behind him with his foresight and sagacity, he still feels a little emotional. At the same time, he feels sorry for Xun Yu, the Xun Wenruo who has always been patient.

He is a piece of jade, perfect but fragile, trying his best to maintain the last trace of faith in the torrent of power, just like a jade trying to prevent himself from losing his true nature in the midst of jewels, but finally shattered helplessly.

Therefore, when Guo Jia saw the bronze tripod not far from the entrance of the mansion, he suddenly let go of this big stone in his heart.He could foresee that from then on, he and Xun Yu seemed to be able to break free from all shackles.

All they were waiting for was the battle in Jiangnan.Regardless of whether the outcome is a win or a loss, it has nothing to do with the two of them.

"Feng Xiao got up very early." Xun Yu put his hands on Guo Jia's shoulders comfortably, and was deeply grateful that Guo Jia's shoulders were not as thin and fragile as in the previous life.In fact, the difference is nothing more than the blending of minds between each other.

If it was like this at that time, maybe there is no need to teach, and all the things on my mind are wrongly paid to Dongfeng Lieyan.That's all.

"I won." Xue Lian smiled and glanced at the old fairy Nanhua, "What do you think, although your followers are called Taiping, you are the one who disturbed the world."

The old fairy of Nanhua was not ashamed: "Things must rot, and then insects will grow. Even if the Han Dynasty did not have Zhang Jiao's way of peace, sooner or later it would end in disintegration. And... even if it is a ghost sent down by heaven, with your How could Gao Gao be willing to be assigned by him like this?"

"Wonderful theory." But it can be seen that the two words of Xuelian are close to the word "fallacy".After all, she is disdainful.

Like Guo Fengxiao, he is so arrogant that people cannot stare at him.

Then, Guo Jia drew out the sword from the scabbard, the bloody and sharp weapon that he hadn't touched since seeing Xun Yu.

Xun Yu's left hand grabbed Guo Jia's right hand, and in the hot palms of the two of them was the hilt of the sword that had been warmed.

The wide sleeves of the robe flicked...