With the goal of doing things, Pei Ye changed his lazy and leisurely attitude towards the elderly.

To use a metaphor, the difference between an extinct volcano and an active volcano that is about to erupt is presumably the same.

A group of three people hurried quickly, and they could take shortcuts and ultra-shortcuts, and compress their sleep time to the limit.

Rao is Ling Chao, who has been taught (ravaged) by Pei Ye for many years, also said that he couldn't bear it, and he was tired and depressed within two days.

Even Ling Chao is like this, let alone Lang Hao.

It's just that he habitually wears a cold mask, exuding an aura that no one is close to, and he also has a posture when he sleeps in the wild, so the three of them are the only ones who look the most embarrassed. The young man in red raised his hand and sniffed the sleeves of his coat that had turned from bright red to crimson, revealing a thick expression of disgust.

"The smell of sweat can float for three miles, and it's so hard for me. ”

Under Pei Ye's teaching (ravage) and education, the delicate gentleman who used to have more than a dozen dogs hugging and maids waiting for daily life has long been accustomed to being beaten and surrounded by sweat, so he has maintained the habit of bathing with fragrant powder after training every day.

After washing it clean, he is still fragrant Ling Chao.

In the past three days, he was dragged by Pei Ye to rush away, and he was immediately confused when eating, let alone taking a bath.

If this continues, the horse under the crotch will not get tired, and he will choke to death from dry food or stink from his own sweat.

Ji Cang...... I want to take a shower. ”

Ling Chao sat on a large rock with his buttocks, his legs spread out, the soles of his feet against each other, one hand covered by a wide red sleeve rested on his knee at will, and the other hand secretly rubbed his sore waist and buttocks bumped by the horse's back under the cover of the sleeve......

Lang Hao also found a random place to sit, set up the firewood he had packed, and then lit it.

"There's a waterhole not far away, you go downstream and wash downstream. ”

Ling Chao could get the table words from the elders in advance, and Lang Hao, who was older than Ling Chao, naturally had it. Although he is only the adopted son of his adoptive father, his generation is arranged with the sons of his adoptive father's family.

Ling Chao was happy at first, and then pouted: "I love to wash upstream." ”

Lang Hao, who was burning with fire, raised his eyebrows, and sneered and revealed a few white teeth, which were particularly ghostly under the dim vision.

"If you dare to wash upstream, Mr. Pei will dare to throw you into the dung pit to wash once. ”

Ling Chao, who was clever, subconsciously trembled.

There is no way, the violent image that Pei Ye has established over the years has had too deep an impact.

Ling Chao occasionally shed tears of grievance, secretly scolding the dog-legged dog who came up with the idea back then for not being able to spit out ivory.

said that as he grew older, his innate advantage as a man could overwhelm Pei Ye, and he would find a way back from Pei Ye?

Why did he only see Pei Ye's increasingly ferocious fists?

"Go downstream, wash downstream, go downstream. ”

He opened the salute and took out a clean change of clothes.

The thought of being able to wash away the grease and dirt on my body makes my mood start to jump again.

Lang Hao shook his head helplessly.

Once again, he doubted King Rong's decision that year.

Ling Chao, this guy, these years have increased their strength but not their brains, what is the difference between Chaoxia handing him over and announcing the sentence of destroying the country?

"Ji Cang, do you want to wash it too?"

Pei Ye came back with the game he had hit, and when he saw Ling Chao's bag, he knew that he had gone to take a bath.

"When he returns, it's not good to leave you alone in the barren mountains. ”

Lang Hao shook his head, raised his eyes and glanced at Pei Ye's side face that was red by the bonfire, and explained bluntly.

"He's a man, can he still be forced out of line by mountain ghosts?"

Pei Ye: "......"

She didn't do anything, why did she become the father in front of her who followed Ling Chao all day long to clean up the mess and gave Ling Chao his father at a young age? As the male protagonist, you don't fall in love with the female protagonist and kill each other, what the hell are you following the female protagonist?

Could it be that she is not actually from the end of the net, but from Green Jiji?

Pei Ye is good at killing out the conversation rather than enlivening the atmosphere, and Lang Hao is also a daily cold character, and the two sit by the campfire and don't say anything.

After a while, Lang Hao fiddled with the bonfire and said, "Mr. Pei really thinks the three of us can make it?"

Pei Ye said with a smile: "Youth is only a few years, when you and Shu Yao are older and can start a family and take on a family, you will know how rare such an opportunity is, and how regretful it will be to miss it." When you can do whatever you want, don't waste it. ”

Can it be done?

You don't know the result until you do it.

Lesh's plan may seem fantastical, but there is room for implementation, so why not give it a try?

Lang Hao was dumbfounded: "Mr. Pei co-authored it because he thought it was interesting and exciting?"

Pei Ye asked rhetorically: "Otherwise, is it still for the sake of the great righteousness of the world?" In fact, no matter what the starting point is, as long as the purpose is the same. ”

Lang Hao looked at Pei Ye's side face and sighed.

"Mr. Pei is really different. ”

Even if he looks like a benefactor, he still has a strong personal color.

In Lang Hao's eyes, the person "Pei Ye" is not at all covered by the image of the benefactor in his memory.

The color is intense and public, and it is the existence of thousands of colors that can catch people's attention at a glance.

"It's called the same path. Pei Ye said, "If we are faster, we can reach our destination in four days." ”

It was exactly one day earlier than Yan Huoluo's grain transportation team in Li Shu's mouth.

Half a day for trimming, half a day for arrangement.

Pei Ye even had a gadget ready to do something.

Lang Hao recalled the rush experience a few days ago, and then thought about the days like four days to live, and suddenly felt that life was dark.

"If the year ......"

He occasionally thought about which path he would have taken if Ling Chao hadn't helped him intercede with King Rong, and King Rong hadn't rescued his adoptive father's family?

Xing Xing will be displaced, give up the name of "Lang Hao" given by his adoptive father's family, go to Yan Huoluo with hatred for Chaoxia, and let King Yan Huoluo admit his identity - even if this identity is an illegitimate child who makes the world despise - and then climb up by any means, with all means, stepping on anyone who stands in his way, he doesn't know how high he can climb, but he will definitely not be easy and happy.

If he stood on Yan Huoluo's side against Chao Xia, what would be the situation at that time?

Such thoughts swirled in my mind for a while, and then fell silent.

He wants to enrich himself, but also to restrain Ling Chao, so that Ling Chao can take care of martial arts while making up for what an inheritor should learn.

Ling Chao said that it was too difficult for him.

Lang Hao felt that it was too difficult.

"What back then?"

Pei Ye asked suspiciously.

Lang Hao shook his head.

"Nothing, casual words. Strange, why hasn't Shu Yao come back yet?"

It shouldn't be long before a big man takes a bath, or in the wild with poor conditions, right?

It's been almost two quarters of an hour since Ling Chao left.

It's enough to shoot a gun.

Pei Ye said: "If you don't go and take a look, I'm worried that the flag you set up will fall." ”

Lang Hao: "......"

What flag did he set before?

The two of them followed the direction of Ling Chao to find the waterhole, but they were not too close, and they heard the sound of fighting in the distance.