Lanling covered the moon

Chapter 295 Ambush

"I know, I knew it when I was very young." Gao Zhan seemed to be muttering to himself, expressing his melancholy to this doctor he didn't know very well.

"Young master is really not an ordinary person. He doesn't seem to take this matter very seriously. This kind of heart is very human!" Naturally, the doctor regarded Gao Zhan as a distinguished guest, and sighed from the heart.

"It's just that I can't help myself, I obey my fate, my nature is like this, besides, I'm not lovable, probably after death, it's just a relief to be applauded." Gao Zhan laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Hey, how can you say that, young master. Although I don't know you very well, I feel that young master is a very emotional person without showing any emotions. This person is like an oil lamp, how can he get along without his anger? Young Master, don’t lose all hope, the people you care about will also hope that Young Master can live well.”

The doctor was very moved, if he knew this person, he would be the emperor of Qi who swept away the general altar of Ye City, he didn't know how he would feel.

Gao Zhan's eyes were full of teasing, but he deliberately raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there really someone who cares about me?"

"Naturally, naturally!" The doctor is really a good man to the end. After all, he has worked hard for two or three days to heal, and there is hard work without credit. It is his ability to live a few more years for this man.

"Well... Thank you sir for your comfort." Gao Zhan rarely said something pleasant, probably because the doctor also said it to his liking.

"What about him? If I die, do you think he will be sad?" Gao Zhan changed the bandages, straightened his clothes, raised his hand and pointed out the door suddenly.

The doctor was puzzled and looked in the direction Gao Zhan pointed.If there is a consonance, the person suddenly appeared outside the empty door.

Zimo shook the folded umbrella in his hand, the raindrops on his hair hadn't dissipated yet.There seemed to be a sudden gust of wind blowing from the sky, which lifted the man's clothes lightly.The long hair is like flying water, pulling the sea of ​​clouds behind him to surge, forming a fairy posture.

The doctor was taken aback when he saw Zi Mo, then turned his head to look at Gao Zhan's expression.

I thought it was the daughter of He's boudoir who made this person come to such a place, and then I suddenly thought of the scene in the room I broke through just now, and the doctor's thick red and black face began to fumigate with heat!No wonder!They say they are brothers, but they really don't look like them!Whose brothers are eyeing each other?

Thinking of them sharing the same room for the past few days, Lang Zhong suddenly stood up.He stammered and patted Gao Zhan's arm, and said solemnly and softly, "Young master, this...precious...wine is for piercing intestines, and color is for bone-scraping steel knives! Precious, precious!" The doctor thought of it This stubble was still cooked in oil, the old face was flushed, and he walked out.

Gao Zhan was smiling smugly behind him, while Zi Mo was puzzled, wondering how this man was bullying honest people.The doctor who ran away passed by Zimo but was caught back. Zimo held him innocently and said, "Sir, I picked a good horse of yours, thank you very much!"

"No thanks, no thanks! You are welcome!" The doctor suddenly withdrew his hand, as if being burned.His face was flushed, he looked at this otherworldly face and at the mocking man in the room, with a look of resentment.

I turned around and was about to leave, but after thinking about it, something was wrong.This person is a distinguished guest of the head of the sect, he should also mention a few words, the so-called heart of a doctor's parents!

"Young master! This... You need to be restrained even if you are upside down! Moderate, you can let... your elder brother benefit, remember, remember!" Quickly patted Zi Mo shoulder, the doctor shook his head and hurried away.It seems that the young master here has not lived for long. Such a peerless beauty faces each other day and night, and is always by his side. It will be a matter of time before the oil runs out!The doctor shook his head, then strode downstairs.

. . . . . .Zimo looked at Langzhong's back, and couldn't help being confused in the wind.

Sure enough, it was time to start the journey. Gao Zhan just got better and started acting like a demon to make him uneasy. If he stayed for a few more days, wouldn't the city be full of storms? !

After entering the house, he tidied up his clothes neatly, his face was smelly, but he didn't want to argue with this person.As dusk approached, I left the town and headed for my mother country, there was no longer any delay.

After preparing the accompanying dry food and saying goodbye to the doctor and Yaotong, the two of them took the same carriage and headed out of the city.The doctor was also a careful person, and he found someone to drive the car for them to the pass, which saved the trouble of disguise, Zimo readily accepted.

The wheels swayed with the carriage, shoulders brushed against shoulders, and the corners of the clothes were entwined.Zimo moved away in disgust, Gao Zhan understood, and quietly moved closer to him.Zimo wanted to retreat, but the man grabbed his hand and wrapped it tightly in his palm. The man asked, "Are you angry?"

"Don't dare." He looked forward without even shifting his gaze.Gao Zhan let out a muffled laugh, the man's greatest anger was sulking like this.Seriously and calmly, in fact, he has already rolled over, and even the roots of his ears are steaming.

"Don't be like that, why don't you dare, Gao Changgong? Actually, I didn't say anything, I just asked a question that every patient in the doctor cares about. How did you know that this person still has wisdom in his eyes, it must be you and I are really a good match. "Gao Zhan explained it like this. He took it lightly and took advantage of the verbal advantage by the way.

call. . . . . .Zimo let out a long sigh.This person is eloquent, and he also knows that this conversation with this person is really an endless wrangling.Besides, how had he ever won such a contest in the past?

Thinking of this was a little frustrating, but suddenly he had an idea as if he had thought of something, Zimo smiled and said in a low voice: "You are a patient, since you are so close to the doctor, you should listen to everything he says How did you tell me? Remember! Don’t think about anything!” Zi Mo slyly smiled with his sideways face, he just wanted to make him speechless by throwing him into the army instead.

Unexpectedly, Gao Zhan looked at his face with fascination, and narrowed his eyes slightly.His face kept getting closer, and he wrapped his head with his palm and approached a small corner of the carriage.

"Chang Gong... Do you know that I lose my soul when you smile, how can I still be restrained? A beautiful woman is in my arms, and a short life is a blessing!" The palm rubbed ambiguously on Zimo's face, breathing together.The lips are very close, but they don't come closer, they just pick each other with love words, the softness to the bone makes people caught off guard.

Gao Zhan's eyes seem to be the stars on the other side of the day, and if there is no haze, there will be blazing flames.For some reason, his eyes are so clear only when he is speaking love words to himself.No tricks, no calculations, just like the boy in the dream, telling the whole story without any reservation or concealment.

So sincere, Zimo actually fell into that sight.This look is really familiar, why does his heart throb like a world away. . . . . . ?Could it be that he was stunned, it was just a nightmare, but unconsciously, he felt a little more hesitation and sinking towards Gao Zhan.

Confused, is he Gao Zhan or Chu Yan?And he is Zimo, Chang Gong or who?

There were faintly flying debris in my mind, as if heavy snow like goose feathers was drifting between the two of them.The pictures in it are dazzling and overwhelming.It should be Chu Yan who earnestly called Master, and Gao Zhan who broke off the orchid and gave it to his palm.

It should be the two opposites, one fictional and the other real, but they overlap very clearly in front of Zimo's eyes.

"Master..." If that boy really existed, what should he do now?The love between master and apprentice is a big taboo, but by accident, they step into the thunder pool and never recover.

"Chang Gong..." And this person tried his best to cross the bottom line of human relations, but said that the loss of life is not in vain.

There was gentle tenderness on the lips, and Zimo remained motionless.No response, no resistance.It seems that he wants to get closer to distinguish the smell of body temperature that he is familiar with.

The sound of horseshoes is like the giant wheel of time, rumbling, crushing the endless flow of time.

Is this reunion after a thousand years inevitable or a coincidence?Zimo never thought about why he came to this world, but at the moment when Gao Zhan's lips warmed him, he felt a little touched and doubted.

Why did he feel distressed and dazed when he looked at Gao Zhan's eyebrows.

I don't know what the wheel of the wheel crushed, and there was a loud bang.Gao Zhan's teeth hit Zimo's lips heavily.

Both of them felt pain for a while, and Zimo looked at the face in front of him, and suddenly moved away.

What kind of sorcery did he fall into?Being gently teased by this person is so irresistible!It's like being caught in a silk net and can't escape? !

He licked his lips tremblingly, with a trace of fishy sweetness, the skin had already been smashed.

Gao Zhan also covered his mouth, frowning in pain.Zimo looked at it and laughed from the bottom of his heart, it seemed that he had bitten his tongue.

Zimo was about to tease a few words, but the neighing of the horse in front made Zimo alert.The running carriage stopped suddenly, and the sound of the wind whistling through the window lattice was now drowned out, and everything was completely silent.This night has just arrived, quietly out of normal!

"Don't talk, just stay in the car." Zimo let Gao Zhan sit in the car, and the weapon in his waist appeared in his hand.The golden thread shone coldly, making the dark car even colder.

Zimo raised the curtain, but Gao Zhan blocked him with his hand.

"I want to advance and retreat with you, and return to Yecheng together. Don't even think about taking risks by yourself!"

A rare serious look appeared on Gao Zhan's face, Zi Mo thought about it, nodded solemnly, and got out of the carriage.

The horse came to a stop at the same pace, but the original driver had already disappeared.

It seems that the turbulence just now was not an accident, there are ambushes around, but I don't know where they are.

Suddenly an arrow was shot in the face, but it passed Zimo and went into the carriage.The metal thread in Zimo's hand seemed to have a soul, and with a flick of his wrist, the silk thread flew through the air with the sharp arrow, and there was only a burst of cold light in the sharpness, and the arrow died in midair with a click.The broken feather arrow stuck into the door frame of the carriage, startling the horses.Zimo held the rein firmly with one hand and stabilized the horse.

Yu Wenyong in the dark laughed lightly.Gao Changgong is Gao Changgong, one person guards the gate, and no one can open it.It is probably impossible to kill the person in the carriage first by passing him.

The Emperor Zhou waved his hand lightly, and hundreds of bows and arrows aimed at the carriage in the open space were put down.

Yu Wenyong looked at the person not far away, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.He knew that he was not in Hu Luguang's army, as expected.

I haven't seen him for many days, and the man has no pain at all.He didn't know what method Chang Gong used to retreat from the Yan army's horse-locking formation so safely, but his heart was full of complacency and joy.

A smear of bright red stained Chang Gong's lips, and this strange color made the man even more seductive.

Are your lips broken?

Yu Wenyong frowned, thinking about things he shouldn't be thinking at this moment.

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