Willing to change Qingfeng to fight the rivers and lakes

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Zhan Zhao whispered dreamily: "Jian..." subconsciously clenched the sword close to him.

A dog barking woke up Zhan Zhao from the trance, and when he opened his eyes, he saw a black slender dog with its head down, almost touching his cheek and looking at him eye to eye, the hot and humid breath sprayed in the air. On Zhan Zhao's face, for a split second, Zhan Zhao barely reacted.

Seeing that Zhan Zhao woke up, the black thin-waisted dog didn't care about Zhan Zhao's almost frozen expression. He raised his head excitedly, looked at Zhan Zhao's side and called a few times, and suddenly the image of Huashan Mountain appeared in Zhan Zhao's mind. In a valley full of flowers, he turned his head in surprise and joy, and before he could see clearly, he called out, "Second brother!" His voice suddenly choked up, and Zhan Zhao couldn't help feeling two lines of hot tears running down his cheeks, but there was no longer any tears. Realized to wipe.

Under the faint moonlight, there was a person standing quietly beside Zhan Zhao, whose silver clothes were faintly reflected by the moonlight.He just stood there quietly, but he seemed to be completely integrated with this piece of moonlight, the sound of insects, and the breeze. His breathing was soft and his smile was indifferent, invisible to cover up the sharp and flamboyant corners of his eyes and brows.

It was really Yang Jian who hadn't heard from him for a long time.

Zhan Zhao's joy spread like a tide and almost drowned him in an instant, is it a dream?But it was so real, so real that Zhan Zhao didn't dare to reach out to touch it, he wasn't sure in his heart if he really stretched out his hand, would it be shattered like those dreams that were so illusory that they became real.

Zhan Zhao kept the posture of looking sideways and looking back for a long time, only feeling that Yang Jian slowly walked up to him and squatted down, and looked at him with a smile, Zhan Zhao could clearly feel Yang Jian's warm breath almost right in front of him. It is clear that Yang Jian's deep and unpredictable eyes are flowing with waves at this moment.

But Zhan Zhao didn't respond at all. He only felt that Yang Jian stretched out his hand to gently wipe away the tears on his cheeks. The familiar movement of his skin touching the familiar temperature immediately lifted the last obstacle in Zhan Zhao's heart, revealing A heart tormented by lovesickness thumped.Almost unconsciously, Zhan Zhao stretched out his hand to cover Yang Jian's palm, and pressed the long-awaited contact tightly against his cheek according to his posture. Taking a deep breath, he could smell the familiar smell in the bone marrow.

Yang Jian was not used to being so close to people, but he let Zhan Zhao hold his hand so hard, and said calmly, "We haven't been separated for too long, why have you forgotten me?"

Aware of his gaffe, Zhan Zhao looked a little embarrassed, but stubbornly did not let go, staring straight at Yang Jian as if he wanted to bury Yang Jian's eyes deeply in his heart, and said, "I thought this was another It's a dream, I'm not sure so I dare not let it go, second brother laugh at me..."

Yang Jian had some emotional ups and downs in his heart, he thought he could control it well, he thought he could meet and talk with Zhan Zhao calmly, but just now when Zhan Zhao held his palm so hard, Yang Jian's heart was no longer controlled by himself. Decided, all of a sudden, he was only reacting instinctively, and Yang Jian couldn't deny that he was so happy at this moment that Zhan Zhao depended on him and loved him.

Yang Jian smiled, feeling that the sockets of his eyes seemed to be blurred, he patted him on the shoulder to cover up, and said: "I wanted to come to see you earlier, but things are busy and it's a bit cumbersome, just now I know It will soon be your good day, I promised you when I left, so..."

Looking at Yang Jian's wandering eyes, Zhan Zhao suddenly smiled childishly: "Is Second Brother explaining to me?"

Looking at Zhan Zhao's familiar and unchanged smile, Yang Jian's heart suddenly calmed down. This is his Zhan Zhao, who is simple and kind, and can face everything calmly and seriously. His hypocritical and polite explanations are really unreasonable. Somewhat ridiculous.Yang Jian sat down according to Zhan Zhao, turned his head and said, "Let me guess, have you been waiting for me to appear?"

Zhan Zhao felt that sitting side by side with Yang Jian like this seemed to be a thing of the last life, so he couldn't help subconsciously getting closer, lowered his head and smiled and asked, "Second brother still has to guess, is there anything you can't see through?"

Yang Jian pondered and said: "Yes, I am a god... But I have not paid much attention to this identity. During the time we separated, I only remember the joy of being a mortal..."

In his memory, Yang Jian was rarely so straightforward, and Zhan Zhao's face began to turn red unconsciously again, and he said, "Second brother is a person with supernatural powers, but he also said this to make fun of me, an ordinary person."

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and slowly touched the head of Xiao Tiangou lying at his feet, and said in a light but relaxed tone, "I seemed to hear you calling me when I first came here, why did you call me?"

Zhan Zhao shook his head lightly, and said mischievously, "I don't remember, it seems like I'm dreaming... let's talk in sleep..."

Yang Jian nodded, but asked again: "What dream did you have? Can you tell me?"

Zhan Zhao took Yang Jian's hand and slowly pulled it in front of his eyes, and drew a few strokes on Yang Jian's palm with his fingers, but his voice suddenly became a little dull: "Is this also a dream? I often dream, dreaming of such a situation, it is very real and very True, but as soon as I open my eyes, nothing disappears..."

Yang Jian felt the words in his palm, and a sour and sweet taste slowly rose in his heart. Only when he was with Zhan Zhao, would his heart glow with heat, and he would taste bitterness, hotness, sourness, and sweetness. Only then will I feel how happy it is to have a mortal body.What a joy it is to be so close to Zhan Zhao and to feel each other's warmth clearly.

Zhan Zhao was muttering something, but Yang Jian didn't listen carefully and didn't care. It seemed that as long as Zhan Zhao was by his side, no matter what he did, he would be happy. Or even win the game with the Jade Emperor!

It seems that after a long time, Zhan Zhao's voice gradually faded, Yang Jian nodded unconsciously, and said, "Needless to say, I know your heart—now that you are getting married, I came here specially to give you a congratulatory gift... ..." Seeing what Zhan Zhao wanted to say, Yang Jian raised his hand to stop it and said, "I can't show it to you now, but you will understand when you get married."

It was no longer easy for Zhan Zhao to refuse, or subconsciously Zhan Zhao was also looking forward to it, so he just said indifferently: "Then thank you, second brother."

The word "thank you" suddenly silenced both of them.

After a long while, Zhan Zhao had fallen into Yang Jian's embrace at some point, and Yang Jian gently held his shoulders and traced Zhan Zhao's skin with his fingers. After a moment of silence, Zhan Zhao sighed softly: "Today is the night of the full moon. It's just that I don't have good wine to drink with my second brother."

Yang Jian smiled lightly and said, "To come to see you, of course you have to bring your own fine wine."

After finishing speaking, he patted Xiaotiangou on the head, and said in a low voice, "Go get some good wine."

The Roaring Sky Dog let out a bark, turned around excitedly and disappeared into the night.

Zhan Zhao asked curiously: "Where is the second brother going to get good wine to drink?" Suddenly realized, "Yes, the second brother is very powerful." There was a hint of loneliness in the words inadvertently, yes, Yang Jian is a god, It is a character who cannot be controlled and cannot be presumptuous.

As if understanding Zhan Zhao's heartfelt words, Yang Jian bowed his head and kissed Zhan Zhao's hair gently, his breath fell warmly on Zhan Zhao's forehead, it was truly irresistible: "Don't think about it, I'm just your... ..."

Zhan Zhao's heart fluttered lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

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