The sound of "bang, bang, bang" sounded constantly, and a cloud of mist gradually rose in the big tent. The dampness mixed with the fragrance of soaphorn lingered in the whole space, and also made the air in the big tent hazy and condensed.

At this time, Feng Yan, who was guarding outside the screen, was as tormented as waiting to go to the execution ground, always vigilant, and the man behind the screen summoned him to enter.

But he was afraid of something, and just when Feng Yan was praying that things would not happen, he heard Yun Ranyang's cold voice from behind the screen: "Come in!" ”

Well, if you can't hide from it, just face it boldly, no matter what, as long as you don't look at him. Feng Yan summed up in his heart, and after taking a deep breath, he moved to the back of the mica screen.

At this time, Yun Ranyang sat quietly in the barrel, slightly closed his eyes, relaxing the fatigue and tension of the past few days. The black hair on his head is scattered like a waterfall, removing the cold majesty of his usual days, but it is elegant and calm.

For some reason, seeing such Yun Ranyang made Feng Yan's heart feel inexplicably familiar, which made her feel more cordial.

Even so, Feng Yan didn't dare to step forward, just stood in a distance and said to Yun Ranyang: "I don't know General Yun, what are your orders?" ”

I saw Yun Ranyang stretch out a hand, revealing strong muscles and scars on his shoulders, pointed to the wooden frame next to him, and said, "Take that hand towel and come and rub my back." ”

Yes? Rub your back! Feng Yan lowered his eyes, hiding the panic and reluctance in his heart, and said secretly in his heart: I have never seen a hostage do this, and I have to wait for the kidnappers to rub their backs! Alas, but in today's situation, if you want to find a place to stay in the military camp of Xihua Kingdom, you have to grieve yourself.

At most, three days later, when Yun Ranyang gets the talisman, presumably he won't make things difficult for himself like this, and then she will go to Qiao Xu again.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan was no longer entangled in this, took a plain white handkerchief in his hand, stepped up the steps next to the wooden barrel, and came to Yun Ranyang's side.

The water had already been mixed with soaphorn, and the water had become chaotic, and he couldn't see the scene in the water, so Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, reached out and soaked the hand towel, rolled it into a long strip, and stood aside and waited.

I saw Yun Ranyang move his body, and the whole person lay on the edge of the barrel, letting go of his entire back.

Yun Ranyang's back line is undoubtedly strong and perfect. The broad shoulders, the tight back, and the back of the shoulders, highlighting the bulging muscles, show his strength and strength all the time.

But I don't know what kind of hardships he has experienced, or the bloody battles on the battlefield, which have left countless scars on his body.

Maybe it was those days and nights of fighting on the battlefield, or maybe it was the courage to move forward regardless of qiē, that made Yun Ranyang have today's achievements, and also created his cold-blooded personality now.

For some reason, seeing the scarred Yun Ranyang made Feng Yan's heart rise with a sense of pity. Maybe just like Tong Fengyan's experience and life experience, Yun Ranyang's past may also be like that ups and downs.

Feng Yan covered the love in his heart, attached himself to the front, and wiped Yun Ranyang's back with the handkerchief in his hand. From the neck to the shoulders, from the back to the waist, carefully and seriously, without the slightest slackness.

Feng Yan's strength was neither light nor heavy, which made Yun Ranyang feel very useful, squinting slightly with a pair of beautiful eyes, and lying lazily on the edge of the barrel. When the whole body was completely relaxed, Yun Ranyang only felt that his eyelids were heavy, his snort was heavy, and he dozed off slightly.

Feng Yan rubbed Yun Ranyang's back all over, but he didn't see Yun Ranyang telling him to stop, and his arms were already sore and unbearably sore, so he slowly stopped. Looking at the hideous scar on Yun Ranyang's shoulder, which seemed to have been injured by a bow and arrow, Feng Yan couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart, stretched out his hand, and gently touched the scar with his warm and soft fingertips.

The scar in that place was the size of Feng Yan's fist, and the injuries he suffered back then must have been not light. Thinking of her father and brother who had been beheaded, as well as the saber that had been inserted into her mother's abdomen, Feng Yan's heart couldn't help but tremble, and a violent pain welled up in her heart, causing her to drip tears uncontrollably.

Yun Ranyang had already awakened when he was touched by Feng Yan's warm and soft fingertips, and he was a little greedy for the gentle touch of his fingertips, unwilling to interrupt, so he continued to pretend to be asleep.

But then he felt a pause at Feng Yan's fingertips, and as he snorted lightly, two hot tears dripped onto Yun Ranyang's shoulder.

Hot, hot, wet, and soft, such a complex touch, like a scorching one, made the skin on Yun Ranyang's shoulders extremely scorching. The poison that seemed to be able to quickly paralyze people instantly penetrated his skin, fused with his blood, and flowed into his heart.

It was such an unbreathable pain, with a huge destructive power, that rolled out uncontrollably, making Yun Ranyang suddenly turn around as if he had been struck by lightning, avoiding the inexplicable throbbing and trembling from his shoulders and heart.

At this time, Feng Yan was leaning forward, leaning on the edge of Yun Ranyang's barrel, and the hand against Yun Ranyang's back supported her body, so that she could stand steadily.

However, Yun Ranyang's sudden turn made Feng Yan lose his balance instantly, and he threw himself forward and accidentally fell into the barrel. There was a loud bang, accompanied by a splash of water, Feng Yan fell headfirst and fell into Yun Ranyang's barrel.

This unexpected fall into the water made Feng Yan not react in a hurry, and after choking a few mouthfuls of water in a panic, he waved his limbs wildly in horror, trying to grab the life-saving straw that could save him from suffocation.

However, Yun Ranyang, who was close at hand, was undoubtedly the best life-saving straw, and Feng Yan grabbed his neck tightly and climbed up towards his body. Revealing wet hair and white cheeks covered with droplets, his eyes were lowered, and a small red mouth like a morning flower hung with morning dew was coughing painfully against his chest.

Yun Ranyang, on the other hand, was unusually silent, motionless as he watched the occurrence of a qiē in front of him. I don't know if he was stunned by the scene just now, or by Feng Yan's panic and helplessness and strong dependence at this time, which provoked the softness in his heart that had not been used for a long time, burst out.

Five years ago, he didn't know what had happened, but when he woke up, he was covered in bandages and taken back to the Cloud Camp by his stepfather. He couldn't remember who he was, where he came from, and he couldn't remember anything before. With only a scarred and broken body, it reminded him that something seemed to have happened to him!