I really didn't take the emperor of the enemy country as a stand-in

"Heh," Yan Guoxin bowed his head and smiled subtly, "I don't know which things belong to you alone, but I offended Luo Guojun, sorry."

His demeanor and tone are very gentle, but he always makes people feel a contemptuous smile.After saying this, he bowed slightly and was about to turn around and leave.

Suddenly, a sharp arrow pierced through the air, brushed the ear temples of the new monarch of Yan Kingdom, and nailed hard into the giant tree behind him!

Half of the hair on the ear temple was broken, and a scarlet and dazzling bloodstain was very distinct on the side of the face.Xinjun Yan didn't blink his eyes, staring blankly ahead, as if he didn't expect him to dare to make a move.

The tall man with the coffin face next to him was jumping all over his face, tensing his muscles like a cheetah, as if he was going to rush out to punch Wen Yao in the next second.

Wen Yao stood on the spot, slowly lowered the bow, raised the corners of his mouth and said slowly, "I didn't hold my hand steady. I don't know why this arrow seems to belong to you alone, sorry."

The coffin face was furious: "You!"

Wen Yao ignored his angry eyes, walked between the two of them calmly, grabbed Zhong Lang who was tense all over and had a cold and sharp expression, as if he didn't see his desire to attack at this time, he raised his hand and gently brushed His cheeks and eyes are ambiguous and doting.

"Sir, no more fights are allowed in the future."

"..."

Zhong Lan couldn't hold back the murderous intent all over his body, he didn't adjust his expression for a while, when he heard Wen Yao's doting tone, his breathing became disordered for a moment, and he glanced away.

One hand clasped the back of the killing god's head, forcing him to turn his head and look at himself: "Sir, you can't show your appearance to others casually."

Xinjun was in the distance, clenched his hands tightly, his nails dug into his palms, and a bloodstain was drawn out.His eyes glared angrily, wishing he could rush up and insert himself between the two to separate them.

Wen Yao glanced sideways, as if he was deliberately trying to attract Xinjun's attention.He raised the corners of his mouth, leaned closer to Zhong Lang on purpose, and pulled the knife out of his hand, showing off to him that Zhong Lang could let him take the knife.

"Sir, if you are angry but really want to fight, then go back and I will fight with you."

The man next to him was so angry that his breathing became disordered and he almost passed away.

Wen Yao continued, his voice was hoarse but clear: "You can fight anywhere."

"Ahem." Zhong Lang finally couldn't take it anymore, and relaxed all over, the moonlight fell on his cheeks, making the blush on his face clearly visible, "Let's go back. You untie the hands and feet of those who are still alive, and let them live Let’s go to Luo Guo’s mission.”

"Sheng Yun and I solved the siege trap on the mountainside just now, and I have asked him to lead people to send those people to the mission room. I will go back with my husband. Of course, I have to obey the orders of my husband." Wen Yao raised the corner of his mouth and blew in his ear, "Not everyone has the opportunity to be ordered by Mr.

Zhong Lan: "..."

Wen Yao took Zhong Lan's hand, treated the people next to him as air, and turned back all the way.

From the beginning to the end, the new Lord of Yan, the coffin-faced thugs and his entourage were all by his side, forgotten like air.The coffin-faced thugs saw that they were about to leave, their faces were ashen, and they were about to catch up.

Xinjun reached out to block him, and when he raised his eyes again, the smile on his face was pulled to the brink of collapse by his stiff muscles: "Forget it."

In the night wind like a knife in late autumn, the bright moon is like cold water and frozen bones.

Xinjun's voice was decisive and confident, and it sounded from behind them: "My lord, you still need to think clearly about what you want. Can Wen Yao really give you the life of your dreams?"

Wen Yao's cold snort was heard in the distance.The bloodstain on his face intertwined with the hatred in his eyes, Xinjun curled his lips lazily, and left without looking back.

"After all, Yuxing is the land of the Yan Kingdom, so we should be more careful." Wen Yao dragged Zhong Lan to his room, "It's the student's carelessness, and the night can't be separated from you. There are still two hours before dawn, sir, go to sleep again." In a while."

"En." Zhong Lan rubbed his eyes.Sleepy and belatedly crawled to the back of his head, he drowsily took off his coat and was accepted by Wen Yao with a smile.

Wen Yao's room is very big, besides the bed, there is also a couch.

Zhong Lan thought, Wen Yao was keen to play the master-apprentice game these days, and he would probably say something inappropriate, so he simply pulled a velvet blanket from the side and went to the couch by himself: "I just need to close my eyes for a while, wait It will be fine at dawn."

The candle was blown out.

Suddenly, Zhong Lang felt the scorching heat on his back in his drowsiness.He was shocked.

"How can the student sleep on the bed by himself and let the teacher sleep on the couch?"

Zhong Lan woke up suddenly, and the words he said just now, "You can fight anywhere", echoed in his ears, and his drowsiness disappeared.

"Wen Yao," he seemed to be tempted with some eager stickiness in his voice, "You want to deceive the master?"

The gradually approaching heat on the back suddenly stiffened.Those hands were neatly placed on Zhong Lan's waist, and the voice was aggrieved.

"Students dare not."

Zhong Lan: "..."

You don't have to be so introspective!

The two of them sat upright side by side on the couch.Wen Yao's hands were regular and steady, sticking to Zhong Lan's lower abdomen, and resting his chin on his shoulder socket.

As time passed, Zhong Lang became more and more awake.

In his anger, the people surrounding him let out a sound of sleeping light breathing.

Zhong Lan: "..."

That being the case, what are we both doing crammed into this narrow couch? !

Formal talks are boring and dry.

Zhong Lan was on guard against the new king of Yan, but he didn't do anything until the alliance ended.

The alliance stipulated trade and military agreements for the next three years.Now Luo Guo and Yan Guo occupy the north and south respectively, and both have the tendency to dominate, but if they really want to swallow each other, they don't know who will die.Therefore, when Yan State offered to withdraw troops from the border, disarmament, and supplement agriculture, Wen Yao readily agreed.

Zhong Lan sat quietly on the carriage, listening to the vague words outside, his eyelids half drooping.

"Your mind is getting deeper and deeper."

Zhong Lan hummed.

Wen Yao stretched out his hand, surrounded him from behind, covered his eyes, and whispered in his ear, "Speak out if you have something on your mind."

The temperature of his palms covered Zhong Lan's eyelids, warm and warm, as if it was going to melt away the stiffness and tightness around his eyes like frost and snow.

"I told you before that I always just want to live the rest of my life peacefully and peacefully. I want to stay away from killing, blood, and swords." Zhong Lang said, "I thought I was far enough away, but As soon as I was provoked by the new Lord Yan, the familiar and disgusting feeling returned. It seems that I will never be able to escape."

The hands covering the eyes trembled slightly.Wen Yao hugged him from behind: "No way."

When stopping for a break at noon, the accompanying ministers talked a lot.

"Fortunately, the king of Yan suddenly became seriously ill, and the new king came to the throne, so that the world can have this peace. Although it will not last long, the people have been harassed by war for many years, and they urgently need stability and self-cultivation. The truce at this time is just like rain."

"This new king has a very different personality from his father, so it's much easier to get along with."

"Perhaps the pressure of diplomacy will be reduced a lot in the future."

Suddenly, the soldiers guarding the camp shouted loudly: "There are people in the distance!"

Everyone in the camp stood up vigilantly.I saw the soldiers with a few shambling, bloody people stumbled into the camp after them.

"Isn't such a dress a prophet?" Some ministers were surprised.

Those people in gray robes begged very weakly: "Let us meet Luo Guojun and Emperor Shi, please."

"Don't you guys have a conspiracy!" Someone's voice was sharp.

"Where is there any conspiracy?" The gray-robed man smiled bitterly, "I just want to survive. The new king of Yan Kingdom has ascended the throne, and we have no way to survive."

Zhong Lan came over.When these people saw Zhong Lan, their eyes turned red, and they knelt down with a plop.Everyone around was shocked.

Before, these gray-robed people were extremely reserved and bossy, where was there a time when they were so humble?

Zhong Lang didn't make it difficult for them, and asked people to take them down to wash and bandage them, and bring them back to talk after everything was in good condition.As a result, the convoy stayed for the whole afternoon. After the gray-robed men treated the wounds, they devoured them one by one like a starving ghost.

"We have something to tell Mr. Zhong," said the leader, "only on one condition."

Sheng Yun listened from the side, burning with anger: "You look like this, it is the kindness of adults to take you in, and there are conditions?"

The leader hesitated for a while, then pleaded: "We can't do anything anymore, please help us, sir."

"Let's talk first," Zhong Lan raised his eyes, "I am satisfied with the answer, then I will listen to your request."

The gray-robed man looked at each other, hesitating to speak.Someone changed the address and turned to ask Zhong Lan.

"Mr. Zhong, do you know your current situation?"

"I?"

Wen Yao heard that there was something in the words, and with a wave of his hand, Sheng Yun led the surrounding ministers and others to a place far away where they could not hear the words.

Zhong Lan looked around, making sure that there was no one else to say: "I chose this book to provide for the elderly after clearing the customs, but something went wrong, and I haven't settled down yet."

"Sure enough. Mr. Zhong, you have been cheated."

"What do you mean?"

The men in gray robes looked at each other, and then slowly revealed the truth.

"All of us here are taskers in the infinite flow. One day, the main god issued a voluntary call for orders, saying that there is a chance for us to skip the long accumulation of points and pass the level directly."

Zhong Lan frowned.

"The recruitment is limited to the number of people. After the registration was completed, the top 30 people with the existing points were selected and got this opportunity. We were all selected. After that, we got a book and were told that this opportunity is to wear this Complete the task in this book, as long as you complete it, you can directly pass the level."

"Sure enough, the Lord God gave me a plan. After I entered this world, he asked you to come in and do the mission." Zhong Lang immediately understood, "Your mission is to kill me?"

"Yes." Those people frowned, "Because I heard that Zhong Lan is a very strong person, so we chose to form a group at first. But this time is a personal battle, and only one person can be the winner in the end. Originally, we fought for Li Weisong. Working hard, he is the one with the highest points and the strongest ability among the candidates this time. As a leader, it is logical. However, he suddenly changed his temper recently, and it seems that he is already winning. He is afraid that some of us will steal his achievements, so he will be ruthless. Kill us all."

Zhong Lan had some headaches, he had passed the level and retired, and was being squeezed by the main god as a big boss.

However, the man in gray robe didn't stop talking, and his words made Zhong Lan's pupils constrict suddenly.

"But we have never heard of what you just said. Because we have never heard of anyone clearing the level from the beginning to the end. Although the name 'Zhong Lan' has always been at the top of the list, it is rumored that there is still one last task that has not been completed. The gray-robed man stared into Zhong Lan's eyes, "So, this is your last mission."

"In a siege, stay alive."

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-09-1819:08:50~2021-09-1920:56:20期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast the landmine: a little f, did the cp I was drinking get married today? 1;

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of the cp I ate, are you married today; little pink shirt, 483455921 bottles;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!