Chapter 189, the Nine Heavens Thunder Wind and Cloud Meeting, resentment and tenderness

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Yu Ji pinched his fingertips as he spoke, had already calculated the reason, and said to Zhang Yan: "The person sent by the White Horse Rudder to report that the ferry encountered a bad wave and capsized in the river. The two brothers who had told the news had been killed. I'm afraid this is also due to luck. Yan'er, you should rush to Baima County immediately to visit him......! It's still in time. ”

After a pause, he opened his palm, and a golden talisman appeared out of thin air in his palm.

Yu Ji said: "This ancient golden talisman can save lives, and there are only two left in the world." Before my master ascended, he passed me and my brother one each, and I rushed to Zhongnan Mountain to take this golden talisman out, you can take it, if necessary, you may be able to save his life. ”

He put the talisman in Zhang Yan's palm, told him how to use it, and recited the words, and disappeared the golden talisman.

Zhang Yan nodded with a straight face: "The first master can rest assured." You can't act against the heavens and meddle in vain, I am a person who has entered the world, but I can assist from the side, and the matter of rescuing my son will be left to me!" He took a horse from the stable, and headed southeast.

As soon as Zhang Yan walked out for a moment, the sky was cloudy, thunder and lightning, ghosts crying and howling, and visions were frequent!

The people of the song pointed to the shadows in the thick black clouds on the horizon, and they were all terrified and terrified. The ignorant women and children bowed to the sky, crying and crying, and many of them were so frightened that they hid in their rooms, closed the doors and windows, and got under the bed, not daring to come out.

Yu Ji snorted coldly in the room, a white light flashed, and he had ridden the white crane to fly for nine days.

After soaring for a moment, I saw a ghost howling above the black clouds. In the shadows, Senior Brother Zuo Ci was riding a black eagle with wings like clouds, with a skinny and hideous face, his eyes were as red as fire, and he shouted angrily at himself: "Yu Ji! You dare to go to the tomb of Zhongnan Mountain and steal my golden talisman! You are so bold, you actually disobey the way of heaven and vainly try to support the so-called son of destiny, he should have died early......

"Shut up!" Yu Ji snorted, and with a casual call, he took out a nine-section jade staff.

Both of them are old men with white beards and white hair, but Yu Ji's face is red, like a child, and Zuo Ci describes it as withered and like a decrepit, and under the confrontation between the two, they are both murderous and surging with mana.

Yu Ji said: "Senior brother, when you make a move, you have to take action when you make a move." But I am not going against the heavens and suffering the curse of heaven, so you don't have to worry about your junior brother. As for that golden talisman, how can I remember that you have already taken it yourself? Could it be that you also went to the Taiping Tomb of Zhongnan Mountain and tried to steal my one?"

Zuo Ci didn't take care of it, and he didn't argue with him nonsense, he raised his hand to attract a ghostly thunderbolt, and threw it into the air, and then struck at Yu Ji! The black eagle under him roared, the sound wave was terrible, and the clouds shook and rained, and suddenly caused a heavy rainstorm that was rare in a hundred years in the sky over Chaoge City.

"Huh...... Senior brother, you just used the method of step void, how do you feel? You are not strong in mana, and now you are not my opponent!" Zuo Ci had already turned into a nine-section tin staff in his palm, and his smile was slightly hideous. The ghost faces around the body are thousands of shapes, unpredictable, and the mana is more and more profound.

Yu Ji was not timid, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't be arrogant." You and I are half a pound and eight taels, and it is difficult to distinguish between them, and no one can win anyone. If you don't believe, in a moment you will see. ”

When the words fell, the white crane under his seat was already unbearable, and two white lights shot out from his eyes, and rushed straight towards the black eagle! Yu Ji's hand flew with nine jade staffs, and the dust flew in his right hand, and the silver filaments attracted countless snow-white clouds, glowing with a faint silver light, if there was nothing, floating towards Zuo Ci——

Dense clouds pressed the sky, where the thick black and white clouds met, the sound of explosion tore through the sky, bursting with countless fiery red, golden-white thunder and lightning, and turned into a fireball thunderbolt when it landed, or opened up the mountains, or destroyed the giant trees, and the sound shook the heavens and the earth, as if the end of the world was coming!

Yu Ji did not dare to hurt the lives of the people, and deliberately left the place of battle above Taihang Mountain. Even so, there is an impact on the following.

All of a sudden, the black and white magic arrays collided, rain and snow combined, and a wave of rain fell from above the nine heavens! The black ghostly clouds turned into torrential rain, and the white silver clouds turned into frost and snow, and the Yellow River actually appeared a terrifying vision of half freezing and half turbulence!

The people on the ground cried and grabbed the ground, but they didn't know that on the heavy clouds that were dark and white, the two half-immortal figures in the world were fighting for themselves, showing their magical powers, and fighting without winning or losing!

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The spring is cold and steep, the Llama Lake is thousands of acres of blue waves, there is still light snow on the mountain, white and delicate like a thick layer of salt, is pressing on the green pine branches, swaying with the mountain wind.

The hut was warm like spring, and the stove was lit with scarlet charcoals. Zhao Yun held Qi Han's hand and looked at him with good eyes, his eyes were full of deep affection and tenderness.

"Ah Yun, I want to be with you, will you forgive me?"

Zhao Yun was silent for a moment, and nodded with a positive color: "Okay." I forgive you. Akan, I don't miss you all the time. ”

"Oh, what do you want me?" Qi Han laughed stupidly, his slightly raised phoenix eyes seemed to have hooks, tickling people's hearts.

"I'm ......" Zhao Yun was swept away by his eyes, and couldn't help but feel hot. He grunted, his throat twitched, and he said in a dumb voice, "I miss you, I want you." Every day I want to dry your taste. ”

Qi Han smiled, hooked Zhao Yun's neck, and in the next second, the soft lips kissed him.

Zhao Yun's heart burned for a while, the original feeling of depression and suffocation suddenly disappeared, happiness and joy surrounded his body and mind, he only felt anxious and thirsty, and he couldn't wait to turn the person in front of him into his body.

The two quickly took off clean and lingered together.

"Ah...... Ha ......"

“…… Cloud...... Ayun ......"

Zhao Yun's sturdy body crushed him, clinging to each other. He picked up one of Qi Han's legs, and between the movements, Qi Han's whole body trembled and trembled. The impact was too strong, so that Qi Han came out quickly, spraying it so that the two of them were sticky between their waists and abdomen. He also catered to Zhao Yun fiercely, was dragged up by Zhao Yun, stood on the door to accept his love, and at the end, he fell on the felt carpet again, and came in various postures.

In every part of the wooden house, the bed, the wooden couch, the desk, and the kitchen, they all left the smell and taste of their love for each other.

Zhao Yun felt that he could go faster and deeper, so that he could die in Qi Han's body.

The mountains don't know the years, they seem to be doing it non-stop, day and night, forgetting the passage of time.

Zhao Yun's big hand grabbed Qi Han's thin waist and clasped it tightly in front of him, pressing him against a diagonal trunk.

The body opened at an incredible angle, Qi Han shouted so loudly that his voice was a little hoarse, his head was high, and two strands of sweaty hair hung down from his sideburns, looking extremely helpless. With the undulating movements, the two strands of hair swayed rapidly in the air......

Zhao Yun rarely came in from behind, so he hugged Qi Han's smooth and white back, his face was close to his tight and smooth texture, the straight bridge of his nose and lips, roaming on his back, smelling the faint fragrance, he became more and more fascinated and his mood was agitated.

Lian Wusheng's calloused hand rubbed lightly on his chest, torturing his lover.

Because of these, Qi Han's wheezing and screams became more and more diligent. Zhao Yun felt that he had simply flown up, flying to the Nine Clouds, and was breathed by Qi Han, controlling all his emotions. He couldn't help but blow at Qi Han: "Akan, look, under this railing, what is that?"

Qi Han opened his eyes in a daze, looked down, but saw the frozen Llama Lake. The mirror-like silver ice reflects the posture of the two of them at the moment.

The misty ink pupils were shining with water, his pupils shrank sharply, and he saw the appearance of the two of them on the ice, Zhao Yun was constantly moving in and out of his body, which made him extremely ashamed, and he just kept shaking his head and struggling.

Zhao Yun smiled deeply, and the last scorching heat was sent into his depths like punishment.

I don't know how many times, Qi Han arched his back, Zhao Yun's big hand stroked his lower abdomen, and found that it was slightly bulging, as if it was too full...... Zhao Yun couldn't help but laugh.

Qi Han was shocked, and suddenly lost his reaction.

Zhao Yun played with his wet long black hair, but saw Qi Han slowly turn his head, his crimson face was expressionless, and said coldly: "What are you laughing at? ”

As the words fell, a sword appeared out of thin air in his hand and passed through Zhao Yun's chest.

Zhao Yun's eyes widened, and he fell down with a bang, and kept falling, falling......

With a thud, he smashed through the cold and biting ice, and fell out of the ice cave into the cold Llama Lake.

The ripples of the lake rippled, and the scene was deformed like a whirlpool, turning into a prayer altar on the upper floor of the lower Pi City——

Qi Han held his sword, looked at him coldly, stood beside Cao Cao, snuggled up to his father, and sneered on his lips.

"Do you really think I have affection for you?"

He slashed his sword, and the cold light flashed on his arm, which turned out to be a small crossbow that Zhao Yun was familiar with, "I went to Beixincheng just to provoke Gongsun Chan and Yuan Shao; Zhao Zilong, I just met you in Pingshui and acted on the spot, how could you be so stupid and treat me as the only one in this life?"

"Kill you, a traitor, for my father's sake. ”

Zhao Yun's eyes widened, but he found that he couldn't move again, covered in blood, standing in front of Qi Han, as if he had immobilized himself.

Immediately after, the quaint green sword and crossbow arrows shot through themselves.

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The air fluctuated again, and he suddenly came to Chen's mansion again, hiding in a tree.

Qi Han and Guo Jia hugged each other and walked out, so intimate. This time, they didn't break up and leave, but kissed and lingered, and slowly fell down and began to make love on the spot.

The surroundings were empty, there was no figure in sight, and there was no sound at all, only the impulsive and fierce movements, the sensational waist and hips, the rapid sound that was so sweet that even the sound of breathing could be heard...... Zhao Yun's heart "boomed", as if it was burning, and he was angry.

The two of them were progressing too fast, and before he could go down, they had already reached the point of subtlety.

However, such a lively scene did not make Zhao Yun have the slightest lust, but made his killing intent skyrocket.

He looked at the two of them stupidly, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Then he drew his sword without hesitation, jumped down from the tree, and slashed at Guo Jia who was pressing on Qi Han's body with a single sword!

In a piece of scarlet blood, he grabbed Qi Han's wrist and used eighty percent of his strength to drag him into his arms. As if to crush his wrist bones, he suppressed his anger and said, "Go back with me!" and then lock him up and never let him go, and if anyone dares to touch this man again, he will be taught to die!

Unexpectedly, Qi Han brushed his hand away, stood in a pool of blood, and put on his clothes. The eyes that were as black as ink looked at him quietly, dead and silent. Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that his blood-stained white clothes and lonely figure looked so lonely and cold.

It is like a white lotus with a karmic flame, spotless, clean and white. It's as if the love of the same people never happened.

"Akan...... I forgive you. You go with me......" He suddenly lost his confidence and said cautiously.

Qi Han looked at him for a long time, groaned, and did not speak. Finally shook his head and smiled at him: "No, you're wrong. It's me, it's me who doesn't forgive you. ”

When he had said this, he turned away, and walked away, without looking back again.

Zhao Yun held the sword, looked at his back, couldn't move again, his eyes were red in a hurry, and he shouted: "Akan ——!"

That kind of unusual sadness and resentment made Zhao Yun suddenly wake up from his sleep.

When he opened his hollow eyes and looked at the thick cloth on the top of the tent, he was in a trance, and he did not know where he was.

The feeling in the dream was too real, the heart was tight and sad, but the body was hot and cold, and the senses were still in the moment when they were hot with Qi Han and abandoned by him coldly, unable to extricate themselves.

It's another night's dream, all because of Qi Han.

Zhao Yun moved, and found that his forehead was soaked in cold sweat, and his back was soaked with sweat, and even his crotch was slippery. He didn't feel embarrassed, but he felt a sense of sadness, Mu Ran got up, poured cold water, washed his body, and changed into a clean underwear.

There was a commotion outside the tent, and Zhao Yun was puzzled, so he got up and dressed neatly, and when he stepped out, he found that it was snowing.

"General, it's still snowing at the end of summer and early autumn, what a vision! Do we want to send someone to Huiji County and ask the ancestor Yu Ji......" A small soldier from the Fuyun Department stood at the mouth of the tent, his eyes shining, and he said to Zhao Yun.

After voting for Liu Bei, it is not good to call the leader again, when the people of the Fuyun Department are in the camp, they all call Zhao Yun a general, and their actual leader is still Zhao Yun, not Liu Bei.

Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to catch a piece of snow, was looking up at the weird and bleak sky, listened to Xiao Bing's question, and was about to answer, when he suddenly saw a person walking on the opposite side, it was Liu Bei's personal soldier, so he greeted him. The soldier bowed to him and said, "General Zilong, the lord is invited!"

Zhao Yun nodded, took a big stride, and went to the 166 reading network of the Chinese military master