The Life of Locking the Heavy Building is Absurd

King Jin shouted this, and everyone realized that Wan Zixiao was not in the army. Gao Gong was afraid of horses: "Young Master Wan is not good at riding and shooting, and he rides a southern horse that is easy to control but not strong enough. I’m afraid we’ll fall behind when we break through!”

Han Jing reined in his horse, glanced around, and said in a grumpy and bewildered tone, "Who is going to find him?"

Son, he didn't follow!Xue Qingmu's heart skipped a beat when he heard this, and hurried forward: "My lord, I'm going to find the young master!"

Han Jing frowned, and waved anxiously to the accompanying guards: "Xue Qingmu take a few more people away! Make sure to bring Zixiao to Taiyuan safely!"

Less than a moment after Xue Qingmu left with seven guards, Han Jing began to regret it.Zixiao is in trouble, so he should be the one to find it, so what's the point of calling a servant to go now?What's more, this Xue Qingmu had such an old affair with Zi Xiao that made people think and feel bad.

Han Jing lowered his face, slowly tightened the reins, and said in a low voice to the vanguard general beside him, "You take the team back. This king will bring ten people to meet him."

"My lord can't do it!" Gao Gong was taken aback, and turned around to grab Han Jing's rein. The major general who was killing wantonly on the battlefield panicked like a different person at this moment: "All the [-] soldiers obey the orders of the lord alone. If there is something wrong with you, what should you do with your subordinates?! Your lord, you also understand the relationship between Aoki and Mr. Wan, he must fight to the death, you can rest assured to go back to Taiyuan City."

"His relationship with Zi Xiao?" Feeling uneasy about being poked in his heart, Han Jing's tone was stiff, his brows were frowned: "What relationship can an inferior guard have with Zi Xiao? Gao Gong, don't talk nonsense!"

Gao Gong has a straightforward personality, he doesn't understand the various thoughts between Han Jing and Wan Zixiao, and he is less thoughtful when speaking, and he is irritated by others, and he is a little confused: "Qing Mu is originally the prince. Assigned to Prince Wan's bodyguard, it is perfect for him to search for someone and come back! Besides, Qingmu is honest and honest, and he is also a first-class expert in kung fu in the army, so going this time will definitely fulfill his mission."

"He's good in every way." The bridle wrapped around his hand showed white marks. Han Jing couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment. You do your best to protect it, so it is inconvenient for this king to say anything! Now you go to meet him, and this king will go back to the city first, if there is a slight difference between Zixiao...you and Xue Qingmu will come to see you with your head!"

Gao Gong was complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to show any hesitation on his face, he bowed his hands and gave orders to lead the people back along the original path to search.

After traveling for more than ten miles, there was no sign of anyone. The young general began to worry about whether to expand the search area or continue to move forward. Suddenly, there were figures shaking in the woods on the left front, and the sound of galloping horses' hoofs was mixed with shouting and shouting.Gao Gong waved his hand vigilantly, and the accompanying dozen or so guards quickly spread out to hide.

The person walking in the front was dressed in a purple robe, with a relatively short Lingnan green horse under his crotch, and six or seven guards closely accompanied him.If you can't tell who it is, you're really blind!

Although Young Master Wan's hair was crooked and his clothes were disheveled, he couldn't see any obvious bloodstains. Gao Gong breathed a sigh of relief, raised his whip, flashed out from the bushes, and drew out his long knife to meet the barbarian slaves who were chasing after him.

Slashing with a knife, the barbarian slave on a pony was decapitated in a blink of an eye, but the sharp bamboo arrow was straight at the door when he straightened up, and he fell back with a high arch. What he saw out of the corner of his eye was enough to make his heart skip a beat—the arrow he dodged was facing Wan Zixiao's back right now!

Mr. Wan's life was in danger, but his tongue was as stiff as a stone, and he couldn't make a sound against his throat, and Gao Gong broke out in a cold sweat instantly.Oh shit!This damned aphasia is always committed at the most critical moment!

Han Jing waited anxiously in the temporarily prepared room.After his mother was in distress, Han Jing once again experienced the sense of powerlessness from the bottom of his heart. It was hard for him to imagine what would happen to him if Wan Zixiao couldn't come back or was dying.Since when did this kind of bond become deeply irreplaceable, Han Jing sat on the chair dumbly, and kept repeating: "Zi Xiao, it turns out that the two of us have already lost our lives."

After a sleepless night, he finally waited for the news of Wan Zixiao's arrival in Taiyuan in the early morning. Han Jing greeted him excitedly, but saw Wan Zixiao standing in front of him covered in blood. The unprecedented fear fixed King Jin in place .

Seeing Han Jing's sluggish look, Wan Zixiao smiled and stepped forward to hold his arm: "I'm fine! Thanks to Aoki this time, if he didn't throw me off the horse at the critical moment, I'm afraid the prince will see me at this time It's just a..."

Before anyone could finish speaking, Han Jing reached out and hugged him tightly, staring at the tired face, and murmured: "Stop talking! Zi Xiao, I don't want to hear..."

"Why don't you want to?" Wan Zixiao frowned slightly, most of the smile on his face faded: "My lord, I know you don't like Xue Qingmu, but Zixiao's life was indeed saved by him!"

Gently pressing the brows of the person in his arms with his callused thumb, Han Jing said helplessly: "You see, you are thinking wrong again! Zi Xiao, I am not as cold-blooded and ruthless as you think, and I will be afraid, I'm afraid to hear the news that you won't come back... Without you, Han Jing will only have half of his life..."

Early morning is the best time of day in southern Xinjiang. The rare cool and fresh wind rescues people from the sweltering heat, especially for the two people who are catching up on sleep.Han Jing put one hand on Wan Zixiao's waist, and lightly held the damp hair with the other, his chin rested on the forehead of the man in his arms, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

In the dream, it is the season when peach blossoms are full of branches. The whole palace seems to be floating in the pink petals. The criss-crossing roads are covered with carpets made of flowers, and the melody of "Peach Blossom Drunk" is lingering in my ears:

The spring breeze is warm and the peach blossoms are full of each other day and night

Leaning over to ask what I want to be among the drunken flowers tonight

A lifetime of peace can be forgotten, still laughing, life and death are up to the sky

When you are tired, love is strong and you are young

Embracing the qin music with the flowers falling and sleeping with the old friend

Hu Guanglin's old dreams come true, Jiangshan talks and laughs

The beautiful scenery of old friends is the most touching, Han Jinghuan raised his hand, without concealing his complacency: "Zi Xiao, look, I'm giving you a 'House of Immortals'!"

Wan Zixiao was not like usual, she stood quietly behind him, lowered her head slightly, and muttered expressionlessly repeatedly: "You lied to me...you lied to me..."

He knows?Han Jing was startled, and instinctively denied it again and again, trying to grab the man's hands but in vain: "What's wrong? What's wrong with you, Zixiao?"

While talking, Wan Zixiao ignited a fire from bottom to top, the heat wave forced Han Jing to take a few steps back, and when he looked up, only ashes remained on the ground.

Startled, Han Jing suddenly opened his eyes and found that the person in his arms was sleeping soundly before he was relieved, but the faint uneasiness was still hard to dissipate.

Seeing that Han woke up with a start, Gao Gong, who had been waiting by his side, hurriedly said in a low voice: "My lord, Mr. Qiu and Chieftain Hemo are kneeling in front of the door to plead guilty!"

Han Jing frowned unhappily, covered the ears of Wan Zixiao who was still sleeping soundly with one hand, and lowered his voice extremely low: "Let them go down! Mr. Wan is exhausted, and this king will accompany him to rest for a while. You have a lot of work to do, so don't stay here all the time!"

Gao Gong could see Han Jing's impatience, but he was entrusted with it, so he had to bite the bullet and ask, "Your Majesty, will you not pursue the matter of the 'guide'?"

As soon as he was reminded, Han Jing remembered those "guides" who almost killed them, and gritted his teeth: "For the sake of the past, I will bypass Qiu Ru and Hemo this time, and I will never let you go lightly next time! They, this time they are digging three feet into the ground to find out those secret works, this king must let them know the fate of betrayal!"