The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

"Are you not afraid of death?" Ye Zhiqiu blurted out, "It's not that you know..." Needless to say, anyone who understands knows the meaning.

Once you go, you may not come back.

Zhuo Yan originally wanted to say that risks and benefits are often directly proportional, but then he said: "The deeper the water, the easier it is to get benefits." This is in line with the background of this world.

Ye Zhiqiu suddenly looked at Zhuo Yan with a very complicated expression, and Zhuo Yan also looked back at him tepidly, but Ye Zhiqiu felt a sense of sympathy in the meeting of eyes.

Sighing, Ye Zhiqiu said helplessly, "Success."

"Success?" Zhuo Yan pretended to shake his head: "No."

"?" Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what Zhuo Yan could do.

Zhuo Yan whetted Ye Zhiqiu's appetite and said slowly: "You haven't given me... a specific position yet."

Ye Zhiqiu was reminded by Zhuo Yan that he suddenly found out that he had recruited younger brothers without the empress' permission, which made him frowned fiercely.

"I will apply, after all, His Majesty..."

"Why are you panicking? Although I appreciate you, as a Zhaoren, you don't know?..." Zhuo Yan saw Ye Zhiqiu's frown, and first turned a corner and insulted him by saying that you are illiterate.

He also reminded him: "Da Zhao's law stipulates that positions above general have the right to recruit followers by themselves, and they can place two hundred private soldiers in the mansion."

Ye Zhiqiu's expression turned cold, probably because he was annoyed by Zhuo Yan's words implying your illiteracy. These days, he no longer knows how much suffering he has suffered on this so-called text.

Originally, Zhuo Yan still felt a little bit right, but after Zhuo Yan's sentence, Ye Zhiqiu coughed: "There is no position for now, but if Brother Zhuo is willing, you might as well follow me to the front line first, and then we can make good arrangements. "

Zhuo Yan thought for a while, and Ye Zhiqiu's words were right, so he nodded in agreement, and then suddenly asked: "I wonder if Brother Ye's family still has a good horse?" Forget about that too."

Ye Zhiqiu looked at him strangely: "You know how to ride?"

"Six arts of a gentleman." Zhuo Yan looked at Ye Zhiqiu, and sighed again: "...Could it be that Brother Ye doesn't even know this?"

"...How could it be possible not to know." Ye Zhiqiu pursed his lips, his face frank: "It's just that you literati always recite poems and write poems right all day long. It makes people forget that you still have to learn the six arts."

"Your words are obviously wrong, I'm not that kind of person." Zhuo Yan's expression was full of distress that he didn't know if he was right or not: "Your vision is still a little bit bad, and you will be killed because of some people." ..."

"But the general trend is like this." Ye Zhiqiu said.

"...It's just a group of useless people adding bricks and tiles to get it up."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't have the heart to continue talking with Zhuo Yan, frowned and looked at Zhuo Yan's scholarly grooming: "Yuan Fu, go and bring the best horse in the stable."

After finishing speaking, he suddenly looked at Zhuo Yan: "Are you sure you don't need a carriage?"

"Your Majesty didn't ask you to rush to the front line within three days." Zhuo Yan raised his eyebrows, although he knew that Ye Zhiqiu had good intentions, but he was provoked a little, and he scolded this fucking system again in his heart.

Is it easy to wear it or not? Let him wear it like a wimp? !

Zhuo Yan tried his best to suppress the idea of ​​destroying that fucking system, but fortunately Yuan Fu brought the horse here at this time, although this horse was not as good as Ye Zhiqiu's, it was still a good horse.

Ye Zhiqiu obviously also felt that he was a little embarrassed. His personality has always been a bit of a man. As long as he is labeled as his own, although the hidden relationship may be a partner of interest, he will still treat him well.

Looking at the horse brought in, he smiled wryly at himself as an addict to playing with light and shadows: "I'm sorry, brother Zhuo, you will just get off this horse."

Zhuo Yan also said, "It doesn't matter, anyway, sooner or later I will change horses."

Ye Zhiqiu rarely reacted in front of Zhuo Yan: "Huh?"

"Aren't you afraid of exhausting the horse?" Zhuo Yan laughed, and then under Ye Zhiqiu's surprised gaze, he rode the horse skillfully. The horse that seemed a little irritable at first was actually docile for Zhuo Yan to ride on.

"Hidden." Ye Zhiqiu could only say this.

"You are not too." Zhuo Yan replied.

Ye Zhiqiu laughed out loud: "Let's go!" He raised his whip first, and then set off.

Zhuo Yan looked at this guy's smile and thought to himself, isn't this pretty?What a waste to make cold noodles!He also thought that the cold-faced man has always been the big love of green women, and felt that there was some reason for Ye Zhiqiu to be cold-faced.

After all, the hard block is more convincing when pressed.

Safely out of the city, Zhuo Yan followed behind him, seeing Ye Zhiqiu's obviously probing speed, he didn't have any idea, after all, he had encountered such things a lot, and everyone has the desire to compare.

He just said, "I hope you won't disappoint me."

Ye Zhiqiu was taken aback, pulled the rein of the horse, stopped on the road, and looked back at Zhuo Yan: "Shouldn't I tell you this?"

Zhuo Yan hastily asked the horse to avoid Ye Zhiqiu: "Do you want to die?"

"Sorry!" Ye Zhiqiu didn't know what happened to him today, and he made frequent mistakes.Sure enough... Ye Zhiqiu sighed in his heart, even though he has been in this world for so long, he is still not used to it.

Seeing Ye Zhiqiu's attitude of admitting his mistakes, Zhuo Yan said, "Okay, you are a general..."

Ye Zhiqiu corrected: "This has nothing to do with the general!"

"If you don't leave, it is impossible to reach Yuguan within three days." Zhuo Yan wanted to rub his temples: "There is no teacher here, so don't mention such things."

Looking at Zhuo Yan's expression, Ye Zhiqiu thought for a while, and there was no joke in it, and he returned to his cold face: "Then let's go." It was like that just now, just met a talking, superficial peer?

Ye Zhiqiu was entangled in various ways in his heart.

When we arrived at the barracks, let alone how Ye Zhiqiu used various methods to suppress those bastards. After only getting along with him for a week, Zhuo Yan couldn't help but sigh when he saw Ye Zhiqiu's ability to lead troops. Now his only confirmed protagonist.

Of course, Zhuo Yan knew that Ye Zhiqiu had some things to keep the bottom line for him, for example, the location of his companions on Shiyi, which is not to be missed, Zhuo Yan also guessed it based on the name of Shishi.

If there are eleven, there will naturally be ten, 23 and fourteen...and so on, after all, this is the most common plot.

Moreover, among these uneven soldiers, there are obviously a few outstanding all-round soldiers, and the attitude towards Ye Zhiqiu, who has just taken office and has not yet gotten angry, is that kind of admiration from the bottom of his heart.

This Ye Zhiqiu...how long has he been in ambush?

If Lin Hengyu felt cold to him, the more Zhuo Yan knew Ye Zhiqiu, the more he felt that the feeling Ye Zhiqiu could give him was an uncontrollable viciousness that made him feel from the bottom of his heart.

Ten years of sharpening a sword.

Zhuo Yan didn't know how sharp Ye Zhiqiu had sharpened himself. The reason was still the most regrettable one. It's a pity that Zhuo Yan didn't have eyeliner, otherwise he would definitely be able to find out something.

But sometimes Zhuo Yan felt that he was unnecessary.

It has been determined that Ye Zhiqiu is the best candidate for the leading role, Zhuo Yan now only needs to wait for the time to come, and then report to that fucking system, and then leave.

It's that simple.

Success and failure are just that moment.

Zhuo Yan held a sword that was not very smooth, although it was not smooth, but his sword skills made people at this moment feel like a sword god descending from the world, killing and looting decisively without losing a sense of fierce beauty.

Ye Zhiqiu was also bloody in the enemy army, of course he narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw the sword envoy Zhuo Yan.

After meeting once, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly said, "Brother Zhuo, do you know the time traveler?"

Zhuo Yan looked at him suspiciously: "What is that?!"

Seeing Zhuo Yan's expression, Ye Zhiqiu frowned fiercely: "Your swordsmanship..." Could it be that he also had the same adventure as himself?It's just that he is wearing it, and Zhuo Yan is from the local area?

The world is so big, there is no reason why he alone can be different, as long as he is willing to bear the price, everyone can get what they want.

Zhuo Yan was stunned, and then kept silent: "Brother Ye, everyone has a secret."

"Oh." Ye Zhiqiu didn't intend to delve into it. It's too shameful to be entangled with these things at this time, and the doubts that Zhuo Yan naturally expressed, Ye Zhiqiu also knew that he was not a time traveler, so he didn't care.

Who knew that Zhuo Yan who turned his head now had a happy expression.

The interaction between these two people has not been seen. When the leader of the enemy, Hei Ya, saw Ye Zhiqiu, his eyes widened instantly, full of disbelief.

Another trial passed, but Ye Zhiqiu defended the checkpoint, and was not forced to retreat by the Tartars. After the war ended, thousands of people erupted, shouting that we also have martial arts stars coming down here!

Already numb to the sorrow of death, death is very common to them, after all, who drank with them the day before, everyone knows that the dust may have fallen to the ground the day after.

As for this group of soldiers, they just want to quickly kill the group of Tartars who caused their wives to be separated and their families to be destroyed!

Ye Zhiqiu only felt that the headaches have become more and more frequent and painful recently. He was always suffering from this pain, and there was always an evil fire in his heart. fire stuff.

Suppressing the fire again, he ran to take a cool shower.

Wiping his hair with a dry cloth, Ye Zhiqiu didn't know whether it was right or wrong for him to practice that exercise. With this kind of development, he looked at his wheat-colored skin, which was obviously healthy on the surface.

But Ye Zhiqiu knew how much the meridians inside had harmed that exercise.

To get, there must be something to pay.

Even after taking a bath, he couldn't suppress the riot of the cultivation technique, and this is not in the Ye Mansion, it is impossible for a girl to rush over shyly whenever she is called, Ye Zhiqiu is getting irritable.

One must know that when it comes to women, Ye Zhiqiu actually has a bit of a cleanliness obsession. He doesn't like second-hand goods, and in this ancient time when medical skills were not developed at all, Ye Zhiqiu was always very careful about these things.

If you accidentally get those diseases, who can you go to?

So Ye Zhiqiu, who was in the commander's camp, finally couldn't hold back anymore. He usually forgets about it, but for some reason today after the battle with the black crow army, this feeling is even stronger than before.

Making love is not an embarrassing thing, he has been issuing door bans to the outside, as long as he suppresses his voice, he is not afraid of being discovered, Ye Zhiqiu unfastens his trousers, his hands trembling slightly serve himself.

He suppressed his voice, moved faster and faster, and breathed more and more heavily.

Zhuo Yan swore that he really didn't expect that Ye Zhiqiu would do such a thing in the coach camp. He had just thought about the countermeasures for the next game, so he planned to come over to discuss the feasibility with Ye Zhiqiu.

And outside, Zhuo Yan has been acting as Ye Zhiqiu's military adviser, and his swordsmanship really made that one superb.He was not blocked from entering the coach camp.

Then when Zhuo Yan crossed the screen, he was stunned to see Ye Zhiqiu's clothes half-opened, in Zhuo Yan's eyes he definitely looked charming, Zhuo Yan felt that he was really going to heaven, this kind of impact came from the vision.

The healthy complexion shone with sweet colors under the candlelight, and Ye Zhiqiu's trousers had already been taken to the ground by Ye Zhiqiu's trouble, so what Zhuo Yan saw was an upper body still wearing clothes, but the lower body was completely magnanimous and wanted to Ye Zhiqiu exploded.

The worst thing is that the absolutely star-level face is covered with a kind of forbearance, and the mist of forbearance is in the eyes.This color of abstinence makes people want to cruelly abuse him.

After taking a breath, Ye Zhiqiu looked at Zhuo Yan with wide eyes, and Zhuo Yan had already come to Ye Zhiqiu at the speed of a dragon and a snake: "...Unexpectedly, Brother Ye...don't want women...not because..."

Ye Zhiqiu didn't understand what Zhuo Yan wanted to express, he maintained the posture of twitching, and his whole body froze.

Zhuo Yan seemed a little embarrassed and said: "Actually, to tell you the truth, Brother Ye, I also like masculinity." Then he covered Ye Zhiqiu's with both hands very correctly.

Zhuo Yan instantly gained the dominance and served Ye Zhiqiu well.

Ye Zhiqiu bit his lip and swallowed his groans fiercely, panting heavily: "Let go!"

"...You don't like it?" Zhuo Yan knelt on the couch and looked at Ye Zhiqiu: "I don't believe it." Ye Zhiqiu continued.

Fearing that people outside would know what happened inside, Ye Zhiqiu didn't dare to reprimand Zhuo Yan for his bold behavior: "You...!"

"Let go, hey...!" The taste soon changed.

Who is Zhuo Yan? He must be an expert at understanding men's sensitive points. Although Ye Zhiqiu has dated many women, he doesn't have the time to play tricks with those women.

Every day, he thought about what he would do if his identity was discovered that day?Where is the leisure time to spend time with the beauties, and after venting, say something nice and it's over.

But now, Ye Zhiqiuman has a feeling of wanting to let go of the shackles that bind his emotions, and then twists and groans presumptuously with the desire without shackles. This feeling of taboo challenges his limit.

Zhuo Yan couldn't help but tore off Ye Zhiqiu's long gown, sucked the thing on Ye Zhiqiu's chest, and kissed it deliberately.Zhuo Yan has always known that Ye Zhiqiu's figure is very good, but he did not expect to be so good, especially after Zhuo Yan saw Ye Zhiqiu who was naked in front of his eyes, this feeling was even worse.

Ye Zhiqiu raised his head, and vented on Zhuo Yan's hand as soon as he vented, he panted and looked at Zhuo Yan: "Brother Zhuo, please trouble me."

Zhuo Yan was still thinking about how to tease this beauty, but he didn't expect this guy to be invulnerable, so he blinked: "No thanks, then can Brother Ye help me..."

After finishing speaking, he lustfully rubbed Ye Zhiqiu's smooth and tight thighs with his clone.

Seeing his expression, Ye Zhiqiu suddenly sneered, reached out and grabbed Zhuo Yan's dick, and started to move through the fabric.This was unexpected by Zhuo Yan, he almost thought that the world was messed up by Jin Jiang!

But enjoyment is still necessary, he bit Ye Zhiqiu's earlobe, enjoying the service Ye Zhiqiu gave him.

There is still the last month left, and from that day on, Zhuo Yan has been fighting in battles during the day and flirting with Ye Zhiqiu at night, although Zhuo Yan has always wanted to go further.

But Ye Zhiqiu never gave him a chance.

He sighed, anyway, there was still a month left, Zhuo Yan was not in a hurry, he succeeded in a surprise attack from the enemy's rear, and he returned triumphantly with a smile on his face.

No matter how hard he tried to hide, he couldn't escape the tragic flow of fate. Hearing the news, Zhuo Yan clenched his fists with a blank expression on his face.

Ye Zhiqiu is dead?Die like this?