Qi Kuo

Maybe it's because it's the end of summer now, anyway, Zhao Jun feels that he's already hot enough to perform a roasted human flesh.

The ashes in the air floated up and down anxiously, showing a state of impetuosity.

Zhao Jun looked at his sweaty face in front of him for a moment, raised the corners of his lips slightly, and said, "Did the second prince see that my face is blooming?"

Shanghanzang was not embarrassed, he still stared straight at Zhao Jun, as if he wanted to see from his face the hidden things in his heart that were hard to see.

Zhao Jun let him look at it, took a step and carefully wiped the scimitar in his hand.

An unopened peach blossom is engraved on the handle of the knife.

Brilliant.

When he was about to wipe the cloth on the handle that he had been holding, Shanghan suddenly heard him hiding in front of him and said, "Tell me, will you kill the people of the National Defense Army when you go to the battlefield?"

Zhao Jun's hands didn't even pause, and he was still slowly wiping the things in his hands, his eyes were extremely gentle: "What do you think? Of course."

Shanghan smiled: "They can be regarded as your old acquaintances, can you deal with them?"

Zhao Jun still smiled: "A gentleman has his own sense of what to do and what not to do, and now they probably don't regard me as a so-called old acquaintance..." The expression on his face suddenly became joking: "Then, Don't blame me either."

He didn't say whether to kill or not, but he said, don't blame him, the answer is obvious.

Shang Khanzang really didn't believe it, he raised his hand and pressed Zhao Jun's non-stop hand, saying: "In that case, you can go with us tomorrow."

Zhao Jun looked at the ground and smiled: "Okay, why not."

Everything is open, as if waiting for this day to come.

After waiting for a long time, I feel happy thinking about it.

The wind and sand rose up on the battlefield, even if the blood stained a large area of ​​land, it could not resist the violent wind.

The ground that had been congealed into pieces by the blood was trampled again by the horseshoe, revealing the pale pink soil below, which was then blown into the air by the wind.

This piece of land has been destroyed for a long time.

It's been a long time.

Zhao Jun completely exposed his face, wearing his previous hairstyle, without any guilt.

Shanghanzang pretended to walk past him casually, with a smile in his voice: "So not avoiding suspicion?"

Zhao Jun laughed: "Avoid suspicion? Avoid what suspicion?"

Shanghanzang looked at the dark place in the distance, and said, "That's good."

Zhao Jun didn't speak, and turned his gaze away.

The people in front of him were people he didn't want to hurt, but sometimes, he had to hurt them.

He has fought bloody battles many times, and he has always been side by side with them, but until now, he listened to the noisy voices on the opposite side with cold eyes, and his face was as cold as an outsider.

Everyone was waiting to see his joke, but he didn't want people to see it.

Lin Zheng was riding on the horse, slightly turned to Hu Chen, and said in a low voice, "Fortunately, Chen Ke didn't come."

Hu Chen slightly narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Jun who came out of the crowd, and said, "If he comes, we won't be able to get what Zhao Jun wants."

"He won't come unless..."

"I have to!" Lin Zheng quickly received it.

Hu Chen nodded: "I don't know if this time is a blessing or a curse."

The so-called blessing means retiring after success, talking about disaster, but there is no place to bury the bones.

They had too many hopes on Zhao Jun. Sometimes, when discussing success or failure, it seemed that it was all about one person.

Hu Chen raised his right hand slightly amidst the noisy and uncertain discussions of the crowd behind him, and then swung it forward heavily.At the same time, the battle drums in the rear were loud and mighty, and there was a lot of turmoil at the end, but it was unexpected that some people were uncertain.

Zhao Jun kept looking at Shanghanzang who was not far behind him from the corner of his eyes, and sneered in his heart, not knowing why he was doing this for defense.

With his backhand, he pierced the spear in his hand into a person who was coming towards him, and then used his strength to lift him off the horse heavily, and pressed him on another person with his strength.

A cloud of dust was raised, confusing their eyes.

In the blood-smelling air, their eyes gradually turned red.

At first, everyone was hesitant towards Zhao Jun, until they saw him killing their own brothers one after another, they became ruthless and focused most of their energy on attacking Zhao Jun, as if not killing him would not solve their hearts hate.

Zhao Jun was able to handle a small number of people at first, but once there were more people, he gradually became a little bit overwhelmed and couldn't handle it.

Hu Chen turned out to be far away from him. Seeing the scene on his side, he seemed angry and rushed all the way to fight Zhao Jun.

Hu Chen didn't hold back, and hit Zhao Jun's vitals with every move.

They were all wounded, but every move was exhausted.

Let them see, and let them see.

Look at this ungrateful man, look at this heartfelt dog.

All things have spirits, and spirits are natural.

As the last move, Hu Chen pressed close to Zhao Jun's ear, and whispered, "You've done a good job, you've made a lot of progress."

Zhao Jun didn't answer, and directly used the dagger in his hand to break away from Hu Chen.

Tie.

Zhao Jun never felt that he could receive any attention before, at least in a short period of time, but he has changed his mind now.

Standing upright in front of a table, lowering his head, he said, "No."

A few days ago, when Zhao Jun came back with injuries all over his body, many people looked at him with strange eyes, as if admiring his ability, but there were countless contempt and suspicion mixed in it.

It seemed that he was afraid that one day he would rebel again and stab them in the back.

Zhao Jun lowered his head slightly and hooked the corners of his lips. He didn't know what the effect of these people's worries was, as if he had been on guard all the time, and showing his sharp fangs to him could completely block him from thinking about betrayal.

Just like what Chen Ke once said to him: "If one day, others think you should do that, and you do it anyway, you will be disliked by everyone. Don't worry about it, it doesn't matter, the mouth grows on them, They eat salty radish all day and don’t worry about it. Just do what you want to do by yourself. What others say is someone else’s idea. For one thing, as long as you make up your mind and weigh the pros and cons, you don’t have to Regardless of their objections, an outsider will never be able to consider something from your standpoint, unless he knows you too well, but those who know you know that you have made up your mind and made a trade-off before doing it. But I won’t strongly oppose it. At this time, you can listen to what they say, maybe it will be a good way out, at least sometimes, it will give you a different angle, so that you can better solve the problem .However, how many people in this world can know each other so well.”

His words ended abruptly, and before Zhao Jun could answer, Chen Ke was called away.He didn't have time to ask in detail, only a lingering voice echoed in his mind.

He remembered that Chen Ke had written him back a letter with only a few words on it: "Waiting for you to come back."

He remembered that he just looked at the letter and smiled, then took the candle next to him, lit it along the corner, and watched the dust floating in the ground.

He raised his foot and wiped the dust, so that his traces disappeared cleanly, as if he had never appeared before.

He always felt that the gap between himself and Chen Ke was too big, and he felt that he couldn't get over it, so he never told Chen Ke why he went to Shanghan alone, and it could even be said that he cut first and played later.

In fact, he had already decided to come to Shanghan before the expedition. Even if he couldn't do anything, at least he could secretly pass some information to Chen Ke, or some information he knew, or maybe some he didn't know and couldn't help. But he just thought it was useful.

He always thinks: useful.

It seemed like a stupid self-comfort, but maybe it was a sign from the heavens that he had reached a height that he had never imagined.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, even though many things were out of his control.

But he doesn't care, he thinks, what he wants is never whether things are in his hands, or whether he can handle one thing with ease, what he wants, has never been within reach.

Zhao Jun looked at the uneven distribution of many small and cracked gullies on the ground. It hadn't rained for a long time.

He still remembered the hot and stuffy summer in Shuzhou, and the clothes inside were wet with sweat every time they moved, but the rain that fell from time to time was also thorough, and the fragrance from the grass always made them want to lie down.

In a blink of an eye, he looked at the contiguous land and felt at a loss.

The person sitting in front of him should be about the same age as General Zhang Yuan. He was dressed in an eye-catching military uniform, his hair was tied into several braids, his eyes were deep, and the pupils were faintly golden in the sunlight.

An indescribable pressure just fell on Zhao Jun.

Shanghantuo spoke first in the silence: "Little General Zhao."

Seeing that he didn't go on, Zhao Jun said, "King Khan's words are serious, so we can't talk about a little general."

Shang Hantuo said not very sincerely: "Can't talk about it? How can I not talk about it? Even if I once had something, how can I not do it?"

At this moment, Zhao Jun raised his eyes and looked at this person he had heard many times for the first time. He was a little flustered, and he didn't quite understand what he said: "Since I am in Shanghan now, what I did before is just as good as it sounds." Needless to say, if I keep remembering the previous achievements, it will inevitably swell, so in this case, it is better not to have, it is better to start all over again."

Shang Hantuo didn't express anything to his words, but said: "I heard that you came here to take revenge on them?"

Zhao Jundao: "Since King Khan asked, I also made it clear. I am not a magnanimous person, and I can't do things that use the belly of a gentleman to save the heart of a villain. I must return what others give me, but It’s just a different way.”

Shanghantuo said: "What you said is reasonable, so how did you treat General Chen... As far as I know, he doesn't seem to have done anything to apologize to you."

Zhao Jun smiled: "He used to tell me that if you decide and weigh something, if you do it, you don't have to worry about what they think or do. So, now, I don't have to worry about him. I weigh Well, I can afford it."

Shanghantuo didn't speak again, just said: "You go back first, I will come to you when I have something to do."

Zhao Jun saluted and withdrew.

He can afford so much, the only one who can't afford it is Chen Ke.

He was afraid that he would lose, and he was afraid that he would be sad.

The author has something to say:

After going to the hospital for a week and finishing the physical test and going out to do research, I am already a useless person.Sorry, I haven't followed you for so long, so long waiting.