Zimo didn't know how he returned to Yuwen Yong's tent, and it seemed that his broken head was empty. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Phoenix, he is alive, and he is also the emperor of Yan Kingdom。。。。。。 ！

I don't know if it's sad or happy, he has always been calm, and he will even fidget with a sudden change in his face. I wanted to rush over and grab the phoenix to take a good look, and ask him why he hadn't heard from him for so long. Just walked a few steps towards the door, and hurriedly turned back, Yu Wenyong and Phoenix are meeting now, what is he going to do in a panic!

I forced myself to be calm and calm, but the crazy restlessness in my chest could not be suppressed. Zi Mo was even annoyed why he didn't break into the tent of the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom last night, in that way, maybe he would take the phoenix to wander in this boundless desert now。。。。。。

yes, wandering.

Wherever you go, just take that person with you.

The tears on his face flowed like this, flowing into his mouth before he even knew it, bitter and burning. Raising his hand and wiping his face indiscriminately, he took a deep breath, how could he hide from the shrewd and wise Yuwen Yong like this?! Seeing that there was still water on the copper basin rack, he casually stirred a towel and wiped his face indiscriminately, but as soon as he wiped it dry, as soon as he thought that the person was just a stone's throw away, his nose was sour and his eyes blurred, too many words to say too much to tell, but he didn't expect to be in such a situation, goodbye, it was already such a situation。。。。。。

Perhaps, he should be happy for the phoenix.

This is his lifelong wish, and now that it has finally been achieved, Phoenix must be very happy.

No longer endure humiliation and steal life, no longer look up to others, raise your head and chest, and be ambitious, today's Phoenix is the emperor of that Dayan, the monarch of the world. I remember the first time I met Phoenix, he said that he was no one worse than anything, but the providence of God was to make him Murong Chong full of filth and humiliation, and only one day he could soar into the sky to heal the scars he had once and cleanse the blood marks of the Dao Dao that the mountains and rivers shattered and crushed on his soul involuntarily.

He did it...... Although, this was not Zi Mo's original intention to send him back to Dragon City.

Thinking that Murong Chong was able to display his ambitions, Zi Mo seemed to be a little comforted, but he just smirked and didn't think about the current situation. When Yu Wenyong returned to the camp, he wondered where Gao Changgong had fallen on his head.

"What's the matter? Is the headache getting worse again?" His Majesty Yuwen has always blamed himself, because of his negligence, it seems that His Royal Highness Lanling often has no soul after being hit on the head.

Yu Wenyong awkwardly spread out his palms, stretched out his rootless fingers and shook them in front of Zi Mo's eyes.

"Can you see that?"

"What are you talking about!" Zi Mo pushed away the childish actions of the emperor of the Zhou Kingdom, and he couldn't laugh or cry. Why is this Yu Wenyong so contradictory, sometimes shrewd and wise, sometimes honest and naïve.

"I'm early. "Zi Mo is indeed upset, a figure like Yu Wenyong who is also an enemy and a friend has already embarrassed him, and now this Emperor of Yan is still a phoenix, so how can he not want to hurt his head!

"Since you're not blind, why aren't you tempted to see so many delicacies in front of you?" asked Yu Wenyong. The emperor personally brought the imperial food to the eyes of others, and he didn't see that person grateful, which was really sad and funny.

Zi Mo was said like this, so he fixed his eyes on the imperial meal in front of him. The heart is in a mess, and even the delicious food is completely absent.

"How can it be so rich?" This is really not the luxurious style that Yuwen Yong should have on the march, the day before yesterday he saw that Yu Wenyong himself ate a coarse grain steamed bun, and compared with ordinary soldiers, there are more bowls of vegetarian soup dishes. But now what he sees in front of him are big fish and meat, as well as the delicious wild duck meat, beef and horse jerky, which is really mouth-watering.

Zi Mo has been a vegetarian for many days, and I can't help but have some index fingers. But he looked at Yu Wenyong with some suspicion, and the man stared at him expectantly and with a little stubbornness, as if waiting for him to be unable to hold the tiger pounce.

"Where did you come from?" Zi Mo asked him.

"Eat, poison won't kill you. Yu Wenyong was angry, and he stuffed those things into Zi Mo's mouth concisely.

was about to choke, but the meat was really fragrant when it reached his mouth, Zi Mo thought that he couldn't drag it out here any longer, so he still took it and ate it.

Eat more to run faster!

If Yu Wenyong knew that he was eating his things and was thinking about how to go back to fight against Zhou Jun, his eyes would not be full of tenderness and pride.

Zi Mo felt a little weak-hearted and gave some to Yu Wenyong, but the emperor of the Zhou State said that he should not be comfortable and enjoy himself and forgot the discipline of the Zhou army, and the emperor should take the lead in the army.

In a word, Zi Mo chewed the jerky in his mouth, which was even more unpleasant. Yuwen Yong will be a good emperor, but he can't put down his weapon。。。。。。

gave Zimo food, and the emperor of Zhou was so busy that he disappeared. Zi Mo Tuna, who was alone in the tent, breathed, he still looked seriously injured in front of Yu Wenyong, probably the person really believed it。。。。。。

One big week, Zi Mo himself felt that he was really a liar. Could it be that yesterday's vitality was greatly damaged, and the situation of walking and stumbling was all an illusion? Why is it that he is so energetic after just sleeping for one night, and the affected area is inexplicably healed? Touching the abrasions on the back of his hand and neck, it seemed to be as smooth as new.

He was dragged out of the quicksand by Yu Wenyong, and the only place with good skin and meat is probably the face that has been deliberately preserved. Some of them are shocked by their own changes, and they are even more troubled by the dreams that have become more and more frequent recently. Is there any connection between the two?!

It was late at night, and Yu Wenyong was still nowhere to be seen. This week's conversation between Yan and the two countries should be very happy.

And he wrapped the night's imperial meal, which was a few tortillas, in a blanket. originally wanted to leave a letter for Yu Wenyong, but when he picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, he felt so hypocritical.

They'll definitely see you again, in that bloody battlefield。。。。。。

Thinking so, Zi Mo changed into a silk robe, and stacked it neatly on the couch.

The guards outside the door were stunned as soon as their eyes went black. Zimo took off the man's clothes and covered the man's mouth with a veil.

In fact, it was impossible for no one in the Zhou army to doubt his existence, and the two soldiers who wanted to steal the horse must have notified the generals of the army after waking up. It's just that Yu Wenyong is on it, and he can still be in the emperor's tent.

It can be regarded as no longer causing less trouble for the emperor of this Zhou country!

Zimo gritted his teeth, he knew that he really should go。。。。。。

put on the hat of the Zhou army guard, and pulled down the brim to hide some sentimental eyes. Yu Wenyong is also a bright and ambitious person, so he should be able to understand his farewell without saying goodbye!

With such a decision, Zi Mo used light skills to blend into the night outside. He had only one target, and that was the man in the tent of the Yan Army Emperor!

He wants to take him away, whether it is the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom or that Murong Chong, he should take him out of here!

Zi Mo was a little out of control, thinking that in the camp of the Xuanniao was the phoenix he had been waiting for for a long time, he tightened his steps and his body became lighter.

The sound of the wind ringed in his ears, and the guards with long lances should all be top masters, but with a wrong eye, they were knocked down two in a silent way.

"Who!" the third guard shouted abruptly, and the man had already fallen to the ground. The black shadow is like a ghost, and the light skill has been transformed into a realm, which is really elusive.

Murong Chong was at the meeting banquet between the two countries, and was poured a few cups by the generals of the Zhou State, and found an excuse to come out to rest in the wind, but he heard that the tent curtain behind him was blown up by a gust of wind.

Alertly, he just turned sideways, and there was an extra person behind him.

"Don't move。。。。。。 The man stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around Murong Chong's neck, and the two of them put their chests against their backs like this, and the throat of the Great Yan Emperor was already in the hands of the other party.

Assassin?!

Murong Chong stiffened for a moment, the other party's martial arts were so superb, he had no chance of winning at all. Who dared to raid him in the midst of a barracks of thousands of troops! But as soon as he turned around, he could perceive the strangeness of that warning in disbelief.

What a familiar sound?!

Murong Chong wanted to turn his face to look, but the man wrapped his arms around his neck and didn't let go, although it was a coercive posture, but the palm of his hand was warm and familiar to the touch, and it trembled almost imperceptibly.

Sensing the strangeness of the person behind him, Murong Chong's face turned pale, and his eyes were full of shock.

He raised his eyes slightly, turned his face a little sneered, and asked softly tentatively, "Changgong?!"

Zi Mo was silent, maybe he should have stunned this person with a slap, and then talk to him after leaving. But looking at his back, a few strands of hair went around his hand, still so soft, the phoenix was so close to him。。。。。。 I was so close that I was breathing so clearly. He is alive, not dead! It was right to send him back to Dragon City and let him leave him, because this person is so good, and he is standing here proudly.

Zi Mo felt as if there was sand blinding his eyes, and when his eyes were red, he couldn't even bear to knock him down.

The man behind him was silent for a long time, but the hand stuck in Murong Chong's throat was obviously loosened. The momentary hesitation made Murong Chong more sure, and he turned around suddenly, and suddenly, Zi Mo's hand that was originally choking his throat suddenly became a caress on the phoenix's hair.

The man was dressed in Zhou Jun's robe, but his face was covered with a black cloth. Although even the hair was hidden, just by looking at each other, those eyes had already solved all the mysteries, so that Zi Mo, who was already upset, had nowhere to hide.

"Changgong, you are really so ruthless, you don't even want to show your face, you are doing a robbery?!" Murong Chong chased and killed this person that day, and he also covered his face. But what's the use of covering his face? Today, this man has made such a mistake, and he seems to think that covering his face can harden his heart?

。。。。。。 Zi Mo didn't dare to look at him, Murong Chong knew what he was doing. I didn't even think that he came to see him, why did he have to be in this situation after a long absence?! Maybe time has changed, since he has already sent the phoenix away, he can't ask for too much luxury?!

There was a sadness in his heart, and a thousand words turned into his determination to make a decision immediately.

Even if the phoenix doesn't want to be with him at the moment, he wants to take this person out of here! Even if he is selfish, even if he is fascinated by his own selfish desires, this person, he doesn't want to see this person in front of the confrontation between the two armies anyway!

Zi Mo smiled, raised his reddened eyes, slowly climbed the back of the phoenix's neck, then curled his fingers to hook the hair on the side of the man's face, and said, "It's good that you are alive, I will take you with me." ”

The voice was like a ghost, and Murong Chong fell into those incomparably charming eyes. I felt a pain in the back of my neck, and my eyes turned black and my legs and feet weakened.

"Bold, who broke into His Majesty's tent!" Some soldiers of the Yan Kingdom felt that the soldiers guarding the emperor's tent were a little strange, and they came over to take a look after not seeing anyone for a long time. At a glance, I saw that someone dared to assassinate the new emperor.

"Escort! escort!" the man shouted, and Zi Mo had Murong Chong on his back, and had already rushed out of the camp like a wind, heading straight for the stable.