Chapter 107, all kinds of thoughts are the same hug, and the red clouds are slanting

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After many days of fierce battles, although Cao Cao divided his troops to reinforce Yanzhou, he finally lost the opportunity and was defeated by Zang Ba and Taishan Kou's soldiers. And because Qi Han used his troops sharply and his strategy was excellent, he connected several counties within a few days, and the good news was frequent. In the end, he fought all the way to East County. Except for Chen Liu, Jiyin, all changed hands.

Here, Lu Bu responded in the middle, saved Wei Xu and Song Xian's urgency, and Yu Xinping repelled Cao's army and was able to triumph.

After Gao Shun and Zhang Liao integrated the rest of Tancheng, they led their troops to Yixi, joined forces with the rest of Chenglian, and gathered together with the Fuyun Department to conquer Wuyuan City and recover Pengcheng County. Xiahoudun was defeated and left.

Won battles one after another, Cao's army could not attack for a while, Lu Bu led the army back to Xuzhou, full of spirit, full of spring breeze, for three days in a row, they were in the camp to hold a feast, reward the three armies, show meritorious.

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Zhao Yun stood at the fork in the road with the jade snow dragon, and the setting sun reflected from behind the peak, sprinkled on him, and stretched a big shadow on the ground.

He stood still, his eyes distant and quiet, looking at the mountain pass, as if waiting for something.

Gradually, the sound of horses' hooves came, from the faint at the beginning to the galloping thunder. Zhao Yun's face did not change, but a bright light flashed in his eyes.

The sound of the army turned around the corner of the mountain, and all kinds of flags flew from the dust. A team of ironclad soldiers came in a sonorous manner, and among them was a young general, whose face was like a crown of jade, and his aura was extraordinary, it was Qi Han.

Among the Zang Ba people who were familiar with Qi Han, they saw it from a distance, shook their whips, and coaxed them out: "Qi Gongzi! Qi Gongzi look! Someone picked you up! Don't hurry up!"

Qi Han raised his eyes and couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that familiar figure.

Taishan Sikou has also been familiar with these days, since I have heard that Qi Han and Changshan Zhao Zilong are the best, at this moment I saw that the person was eight feet away, Yu Xuanjun, and his temperament and dress were the same as in the legend, how could he not guess, and they all laughed arrogantly.

Wu Dun was honest and sincere, and his mouth was quite clean, but after seeing it, he only said one sentence: "This General Zhao is so heroic and martial! ”

Chang Feng was the most rude, and immediately smiled: "You don't look at what our Qi Gongzi looks like." If Zhao Zilong is ugly, how can he be worthy?"

"Hey, that's nature. Yin Li grinned, touched his slender chin, and the two mouse whiskers were curled, and his already sallow face became even more obscene, "The general is heroic, and the son is very good." Tsk, it's a match made in heaven. I didn't know it, and I thought it was the lover waiting for the pretty girl at the intersection to come home......"

Before the words fell, Qi Han's right arm was lightly raised, and a small jet-black arrow roared out, swishing next to Yin Li's scalp, cutting off several strands of his black hair.

Everyone saw him hug his head and run with an "ah", and almost rolled off the horse. A pair of mung bean eyes widened, looking at Qi Han innocently in horror, with a face full of grievances. The severed hair was attached to the forehead, and it looked very wolfish. It made this group of big men slap the saddle and beat their legs and laugh wildly, leaning forward and back.

"I was wrong! I was wrong......"

Yin Li raised his hand in a surrender posture, his sharp voice was as if he had been pinched, and he quickly admitted his mistake.

Only then did Qi Han put away the crossbow aimed at the door in front of him, and a little narrowness flashed in his eyes. Yin Li pursed his mouth and muttered pitifully: "Hmph, everyone said that they would beat me for a ......"

Qi Han glanced at him with slanted eyes, and Yin Li hiccuped, not daring to say more.

Qi Han turned his head and stared at the quiet person in the distance again. The indifference and coldness under his eyes gradually dissolved, and a seemingly absent arc rose on his lips.

Actually, he doesn't care about the ridicule of these people. This group of rough men just thinks that he is good-looking and likes to tease him. He didn't feel anything about his appearance, unless someone showed his lust or spoke badly and humiliated him, which would disgust him.

This group of Taishan Kou is even more shameless than the Taiping sect, he is used to being rough and prodigal on weekdays, his mouth is not clean, and he dares to say anything, he has long seen it.

But for some reason, when he heard them ridiculing him and Zhao Yun, Qi Han was a little overwhelmed.

Knowing that the Taishan thieves were unscrupulous, they were talking nonsense, and none of them were true, but he was inexplicably touched by those words, and his mind was chaotic and mixed.

Zang Ba turned the horse's head and rewarded Chang Xuan and Yin Li with a heavy punch. scolded with a smile: "The brothers are just making trouble by themselves, and they have to carry their sons." Beware of being plucked by Zhao Zilong, and you can no longer chew the root of your tongue!"

Taishan Sikou shouted unconvinced, and there was another round of fighting.

Qi Han's eyes contained a shallow smile that others could not perceive. A pair of clear eyes kept floating on the figure in the distance.

It was far away, and I couldn't see Zhao Yun's expression clearly.

But just seeing that person standing in the crimson afterglow and shadow, I felt a sense of stability and warmth in my heart.

The wind all around seemed to be quiet. The bitter chill of winter was all deterred by that figure.

Zhao Yunqingsong was generally standing at the Jieshi, and he didn't know how long he had been waiting. The army was moving slowly, Qi Han's heart moved, he couldn't hold it back, and he didn't care about the eyes of others, lightly clamped the little red horse, and galloped all the way over.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun greeted him, his eyes were fixed on the figure of the thought, and his heartbeat gradually accelerated.

He took a deep breath, jumped off the horse, and without saying a word, hugged Qi Han, who had just landed, into his arms.

The strength is surprisingly great, and it is impossible to break free.

Infected by his strange feelings, Qi Han's heart was inexplicably sour.

The end of his nose inhaled an incomparably familiar taste that belonged to Zhao Yun, clear and cold like a faint aura of grass and trees, as if it instantly washed away the bloody qi that had lingered in his breath these days, and could not be removed like a stubborn illness.

These days, the conquest of Yanzhou, the hardships of fighting from east to west. The smell of blood in his snort was so strong that he almost lost sleep at night, and he couldn't sleep on his pillow.

As soon as you close your eyes, you will see the red and piercing blood and cold weapons. It was as if thousands of dead souls were crying out in their ears.

On the way back, he had obviously changed into a new battle robe, and he had already washed the blood stains on the iron armor, but he still seemed to be able to smell the scorching smell of blood and corpses burning with the flames of war.

Zhao Yun's heavy hug aroused all the feelings in his heart.

On every cold and shining night, on the battlefield of the beacon fire, in the tent where the moon stars are cold and eroded but can only shrink alone and shiver from the cold, those feelings that are always redundant in the heart xù -

Worried about being misunderstood by Zhao Yun, increasingly strong thoughts, the stimulation of blood and human life, the panic and confusion of killing in troubled times, and the inevitable self-suffering and despair in the deep heart of this feeling.

All kinds of feelings, intertwined and dissolved, are almost all related to Zhao Yun.

If it weren't for Zhao Yun, maybe he would have returned to the field with his armor, or asked Jia for business.

He hugged Zhao Yun with his backhand and slapped him twice on the back. Motioned for him to let go.

But Zhao Yun didn't seem to be aware of it.

His love is clearly wrong. Through the unfading white robe and armor, Qi Han seemed to be able to feel his fierce heartbeat.

"Ah...... Cloud?"

Qi Han shouted tentatively.

Zhao Yun should not.

Qi Han frowned, struggled slightly, and wanted to get out of his arms. Zhao Yun's hand tightened suddenly, and he slammed him on his chest with extremely strong force, his head pressed against his thin shoulders, and his chin lightly pressed against it.

The scorching heavy breath, through the white fur on his neck, sprayed hotly into his neck, making Qi Han tremble for a while, completely stunned.

In the next second, his heart trembled heavily and began to beat rapidly.

Qi Han's face turned red, a little overwhelmed, and a flash of panic flashed in his wide-open phoenix eyes.

Zhao Yun...... It's never been so abnormal. I don't know what happened to him, so I just hold on to it and don't care about it. Qi Han already liked him, but he hadn't seen him for a long time, and the thoughts hidden in his heart were piling up day and night, and at this moment, he was suddenly so close, and his breath was full of Zhao Yun's breath, he almost couldn't hold it, and he looked up to kiss his chin.

The tip of his nose rubbed lightly on Zhao Yun's chin, and Qi Han was so nervous that his whole body tightened, and he didn't notice Zhao Yun's stiffness for a moment.

Swallowing his saliva, Qi Han hurriedly resisted this impulse.

I don't know what the weird feeling around Zhao Yun is. It seems to be a little sad, and it seems to be ecstatic. In short, there was something to vent out, and the power of the hug was too great, almost choking Qi Han's ribs.

He was finally awakened by the pain from his thoughts, and he exhaled in pain.

A flash of panic flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes, and he quickly let go of him. Frowning, he examined him carefully.

"Is it a recurrence of an old disease?" Zhao Yun couldn't untie his robe, but he saw that there were only some small scars on his limbs, and his body had not been bandaged, so there were obviously no major external injuries. Thinking of the position he had just held, he frowned, his eyes dark and displeased.

"Hmm. Collisions are inevitable on the battlefield...... No big deal. Qi Han nodded weakly. Big eyes blinked several times, like some kind of small animal that likes to observe words and feelings, staring at Zhao Yun's face and taking a closer look. I'm afraid he'll get angry.

The cautious eyes have a style that Qi Han doesn't know, and the slightly picked phoenix eyes are as watery as ink, so beautiful that they are not like the mortal world. There was fine sweat on his forehead, and his thin face and cheeks were pale from pain, but there was still a slight light red that had not faded. Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yun was deeply stunned.

Almost at the same time, his breathing became heavy, his heart shook violently, and a heat rose in his body.

It feels familiar. It's the kind of heat that happens in every dream, and I can't die on this person.

The heat flowed like electricity, rushing to the lower abdomen.

Zhao Yun buzzed in his head, feeling that he was simply crazy.

It was broad daylight, the sky was clear, and there were still eyes not far away...... He just glanced at Qi Han, but he couldn't hold it, and suddenly had that kind of thought, he was really crazy, shameless.

He hurriedly pursed his lips and turned his head away, hiding the love that was almost leaking in his eyes.

Qi Han said: "Ah Yun, but what happened after I left?"

The hug was unusual, which paused for a few seconds. Qi Han was naturally worried.

"And, it's not a big ......deal," Zhao Yun said, coughing suddenly. It's hard to explain the reason for his abnormality, it's just because he was worried and missed him, so he just held him with his big hand and pulled him to the side of the little red horse and jade snow dragon.

The two horses have a very good relationship, they have not seen each other for many days, they are crowded with each other, and they are neighing again and again, but they are more intimate than the two masters.

Seeing the beautiful jade snow dragon as silver satin sticking out his tongue flatteringly, licking Xiao Jinjiang frantically, the little red horse Jinjiang didn't dodge it, stretched out his head to lick it, and laughed so hard that Qi Han was hurt and hurt: "...... Ah Yun, if I'm not mistaken, they're both male, right? ”

Zhao Yun's expression froze, looking at his stupid horse without discipline, and gradually felt that his face was burning in panic.

"Well, indeed. These two are peony horses," Zhao Yun replied honestly, his face became more and more red, if it weren't for his darker complexion and couldn't see it, he would have been violent on the spot. After turning over and getting on the horse, he squinted at Qi Han's slender waist and ribs, and his eyes showed worry, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Qi Han's face was pale, his eyes were bright, but he was full of energy, and said with a smile: "It's okay." Except for old diseases, they are all minor injuries. ”

Zhao Yun's face sank, stared at him and said, "Then you have to see it." ”

frowned slightly, as if to reproach him for disobedience.

Qi Han's heart warmed, smiled, and pursed his lips in response.

Looking back at the army escorted by Zang Ba and others, they were still swaying slowly, and the two had no intention of waiting for them, so they slowly paced their horses all the way, next to each other, and said goodbye to each other while heading towards the city.

After telling the feelings of farewell, the question in Zhao Yun's heart has been lingering for a long time, and he is not happy to vomit or be unhappy.