[Sword Three] Curate Tibet. Bet

The sound of people in the distance is faint, and in the woods, the heavy breathing intersects with each other and then slowly returns to calm.

Ye Zhiming was soft in Zhou Xian's arms, the aftertaste of the orgasm had not completely receded, his eyes were full of moisture, his face was flushed unnaturally, but his eyes were staring at the culprit unwillingly.

Zhou Xian looked at him, his heart was full of warmth, he completely ignored Ye Zhiming's embarrassment, put his hand on Ye Zhiming's back and stroked it gently, as if smoothing his hair.

Ye Zhiming waited until his breathing calmed down before saying in a hoarse voice: "You are not the Zhou Xian I know, the Zhou Xian I know is a piece of wood, it's not like you, you get out of here."

Zhou Xian raised the corners of his mouth and kissed Ye Zhiming's neck, "Even if it's wood, it can bloom after waiting for you for so many years."

Ye Zhiming raised his hand, and slapped Zhou Xian on the cheek lightly, "Rogue."

Zhou Xian seemed to have won a huge favor, grabbed Ye Zhiming's hand and bit his slender fingertips, "You agreed?"

Ye Zhiming rolled his eyes, is there anything else he can't agree to?Ye Zhiming is not a casual person either.

Although the two did not make it to the end, it was just that Zhou Xian couldn't restrain the second half of compulsion to comfort each other for a while, but for the two of them, their hearts were extremely shocked.

Zhou Xian was immersed in the body of the person he liked and couldn't extricate himself, while Ye Zhiming was shocked that he was really unwilling to refuse.

Is it because there are too many people who have left me, so I am lonely, or because I don’t want to lose the person I cherish, so I can’t refuse?

Ye Zhiming lazily lay in Zhou Xian's arms, letting that person touch and hug him, looking through his shoulders at the slightly swaying tree branches in the night, this kind of warmth has been hard to come by in the past few years, such infatuation The same goes for people.

It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but he was not at the point where he would make such a decision just because he was moved.The only answer is that I have already cared about it, but I didn't realize it.

The two rested for a while, Zhou Xian tidied up Ye Zhiming's clothes and got up to carry him out.

Ye Zhiming pushed his shoulder, "What are you doing! I'll go by myself!"

Zhou Xian showed a little disappointment, but he let him down obediently, and followed him out of the forest step by step.

Beside the bonfire, He Zhou was sitting with other people talking and laughing. Everyone knew He Zhou's true identity, but they still liked to surround him in groups. Among other things, just looking at He Zhou like that made people Comfortable, after getting along for a long time, you will find that He Zhou values ​​loyalty and has an upright temper. He looks soft and soft like water, but he doesn't think these soldiers are rough at all.

In just a few days, He Zhou became a flower of this elite army, and everyone rushed to protect him.

When Ye Zhiming and Zhou Xian came out of the woods, what they saw was He Zhou being held up by the stars, Zhou Xian's mouth twitched, and he pulled Ye Zhiming back to the tent to continue to be gentle, Ye Zhiming Ming saw through what the son of a bitch was thinking at a glance, and walked straight away to the crowd.

When everyone saw the boss coming, they hurriedly got up, Zhou Xian waved his hands, followed Ye Zhiming's back with a bit of reluctance and said, "What are you talking about so happily? You don't have to work anymore? Where's the guard? There are a few more people on patrol today."

Everyone: "..."

He Zhou burst out laughing, "When you got angry with your little master, you vent your anger to your brothers? Little General Zhou is really responsible."

Zhou Xian squinted his eyes, and everyone suddenly felt that a disaster was imminent, so they hurriedly found excuses to slip away.

He Zhou poked the bonfire with a wooden stick, turned his head and smiled at Ye Zhiming, "How do you feel?"

Ye Zhiming wanted to kick this man into the fire and burn him to ashes, "Are you watching a theater?!"

"I'm doing it for you." He Zhou shook his head and said: "When you went back to the villa, you would tell everyone you had a cute apprentice, and you would praise how smart and capable Xianer was when you saw everyone. A pillar of talent."

Zhou Xian's eyes widened when he heard that, Ye Zhiming rushed forward to cover his mouth, but He Zhou dodged it.

He Zhou smiled and said: "When Chang'an fell, you were more anxious than anyone else. You told the owner several times that you would bring people to Chang'an for support, but the owner refuted it. You almost had a big fight with Senior Brother Linzhi because of this."

Ye Zhiming: "..."

Zhou Xian: "..."

He Zhou winked at Zhou Xian, "No one in the village knows that Ye Zhiming has a cheap apprentice."

Zhou Xian looked at Ye Zhiming in disbelief, "I thought...you wouldn't mention me." He even thought that after all these years, this person had already forgotten himself.

The unsuspecting surprise made Zhou Xian's expression a little uncontrollable, and it looked like what he should be at his age.

Ye Zhiming blushed to the point of burning. God knows that it was his first time leaving the village, and everything he encountered was full of attraction and novelty to him. When he returned, he would talk about what he had seen and heard. What's wrong?Also, if something happened to Chang'an, he would be worried about Zhou Xian and Li Min, isn't it normal? !

When He Zhou said it so intentionally, it turned out to be a picture he had long ago.

"This is a misunderstanding." Ye Zhiming waved his hands righteously, "He Zhou, shut up."

He Zhou laughed hahaha, Zhou Xian didn't care so much, he rushed up and hugged Ye Zhiming in a few steps.

"I'm not wishful thinking." Zhou Xian narrowed his happy eyes, "Zhiming, I'm not wishful thinking, right?"

Ye Zhiming simply jumped into the Yellow River and couldn't clean himself up, but... what does it matter?

Looking at Zhou Xian who was smiling like a child, he felt infected, and couldn't help curling the corners of his mouth.

The three of them were making a fuss, when bright fireworks suddenly rose in the forest not far away, and the speed of blooming was so fast and bright that everyone in the camp noticed.

"Enemy attack!" someone shouted.

Ye Zhiming jumped out of Zhou Xian's arms suddenly, He Zhou stopped laughing, he threw the stick in his hand, and the two swords were unsheathed instantly.

He Zhou: "I'll go and see!"

Ye Zhiming: "Be careful!"

Zhou Xian immediately assembled everyone, and the atmosphere in the entire camp became tense in an instant. Li Min counted the number of people and said in a low voice, "Everyone came according to the plan, do you understand?!"

"Yes!"

Li Min looked at Zhou Xian again, "I don't know what their purpose is, so be careful."

Zhou Xian nodded, and Li Min led a group of people towards the planned ambush point. Ye Zhiming returned to the camp to get his sword, and when he came out, Zhou Xian was standing at his door.

"you……"

"Don't let me hide, it's better to kill me with one knife." Ye Zhiming snorted, tightened his cuffs and belt, "Master wants them to come and go today."

Zhou Xian stared at him for a while, then smiled, "Well, let's see what kind of medicine they sell in their gourds."

The first group of people came just as Zhou Xian and the others had expected. They were small in number and mainly harassed the defense line. After the attention of the sentry was distracted, the second group sneaked in from behind.

The scheming soldiers pretended to be lured away, chased their horses out, and then pretended that their horses were out of control at the position they had ambushed in advance, fell off their horses, and waited for the Tiance Army in ambush when the third group of people surrounded and suppressed them. Rushing out, a yellow sparrow came behind.

The second batch of Spike Army who sneaked in didn't know that the plan had been disrupted. They walked into the camp full of traps, and were soon attacked and arrested.

The fourth group of men and horses appeared about a cup of tea later. This group of people had good weapons, and it was obvious that they had come to completely level the entire camp. Their faces were illuminated by torches, and one of them was Zhang Zhi.

Ye Zhiming drew his sword the moment he saw his face behind the tree, and Zhou Xian stopped him, "Wait a little longer, it's not the time yet."

He Zhou appeared lightly from behind them, no one knew how he could come and go freely among the enemy troops.

He Zhou said: "This should be the last group of people, and there are more people than we expected."

Zhou Xian sneered, "You think highly of us too."

"They knew that Cangjian Mountain Villa and Qixiufang came to support and sent weapons, so they must not dare to take it too seriously." Ye Zhiming said: "This idea may have come from Zhang Zhi."

"Poisoning and cheating are the only things he can figure out." He Zhou said, "You shouldn't have kept him back then. If you didn't do it and didn't want to kill him, wouldn't you?"

"The situation was complicated at that time." Ye Zhiming waved his hand, "Don't interrupt, what should we do next?"

"I don't like this number of people." He Zhou blew his nails in a daze, brushed his waist-length black hair, and the word "bird-beast" was clearly written on his delicate appearance, and the smile on the corner of his mouth made him People shudder.

Ye Zhiming has nothing to worry about him, no matter how many people there are in this group of wolf teeth, there are not many masters. Mountain wolf is not in the team, he has already seen it in advance.

Zhou Xian made a few hand gestures to his own people silently, and Tiance's army quickly dispersed in a tacit understanding.

Ye Zhiming blinked, "What about us?"

Zhou Xian gestured for silence, and when the group of people gradually approached and approached again, a Wolf Fang Army who had escaped from the trap suddenly rolled down the hillside, covered in blood, and shouted: "It's a trap!"

A short arrow was shot neatly from behind him, sealing his throat neatly.

Zhang Zhi and the others froze for a moment, Zhang Zhi turned pale and ran back, "Retreat!"

Zhou Xian clicked his tongue and rushed out together with Ye Zhiming and He Zhou.

"Where are you running!" He Zhou yelled strangely, and the moment he rushed out, Jiang Hai's light had already hit Zhang Zhi's back.

Zhang Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, his feet were weak, but he held on and did not fall off the horse.

He Zhou's feet spun lightly, treating the battlefield as the attic of Qixiufang, and stopped Zhang Zhima in the blink of an eye.

An emperor knocked Zhang Zhi off his horse, and then turned around gracefully, throwing both swords—the sword god Wuwo.

Several Tiance officers and men who rushed out following Zhou Xian were stunned. They were still arguing over who would be the hero, but now all the ghosts and gods around He Zhou couldn't get close to him, which was really embarrassing.

It was the first time for Ye Zhiming and Zhou Xian to charge shoulder to shoulder. The two of them were very familiar with each other's moves, and they cooperated seamlessly. Soon the enemy was taken down like a melon.

Ye Zhiming moved his hands and feet, turned his head and saw He Zhou throwing Zhang Zhi in front of him, his face turned cold.

"Why are you here?" Ye Zhiming kicked Zhang Zhi's face, causing Zhang Zhi's nose to bleed profusely.

He now hates these traitors to the core, because the Spike Army can obtain all kinds of news from the Central Plains; because of them, those unknown heroes who piled up the defense line with their bones look like unworthy fools.

Ye Zhiming gritted his teeth and almost killed the scum with his sword. Zhou Xian put his arm around his shoulder and patted him lightly.

Ye Zhiming knew that Zhou Xian was the one who hated this kind of person more than himself.

He closed his eyes, didn't want to look any further, put away his sword and walked back.

He Zhou followed and said, "I just heard from a Spike Army that the route this time was determined by the Mountain Wolf, and Zhang Zhi was the staff officer."

"Oh, just him?"

"It's hard to tell if the mountain wolf sent them to die." He Zhou said: "I heard that they also met people from several other sects on the road. Only half of the troops brought out by Zhang Zhi remained, and the other half were sent by other sects. Solved it."

"It saved us a lot of trouble." Ye Zhiming stopped and frowned, "What do you mean by saying this?"

He Zhou looked at him, "Don't you think it's strange? Encountered an enemy attack halfway, instead of looking for a place to hide, instead of adjusting the strategy, they came towards us instead?"

Ye Zhiming: "...their goal is here from the beginning? To achieve what?"

"I guess Zhang Zhi has a mission." He Zhou rubbed his chin, "Hey, tell me, was I beautiful just now?"

Ye Zhiming: "..."

He Zhou was complacent, "It must be so beautiful that it is unparalleled in the world, right? Tsk tsk, I am even moved."

Ye Zhiming: "..."

He Zhou sighed, "How come no one appreciates a rare beauty like me?"

Ye Zhiming was silent for a while, and then turned his head to look around. The few young soldiers who had always been around He Zhou before stood far away, with worship in their eyes, and they did not dare to talk to He Zhou casually anymore.

Ye Zhiming thought gloatingly: It deserves it.

The author has something to say: In the afternoon, I was fishing in the office for a while... This short story is almost 10W words _(:з」∠)_ Try to finish it as soon as possible~ I will save the manuscript of the original pit next month, and start it after the year pit~wwww