"Hiss", another lightning bolt pierced the sky, and rumbling thunder followed, and in this thunderstorm, a cold voice spread far away into Huancui Villa: "If you want to live, don't move." ”

In just eight words, the words are as cold as a blade, and the last word "moving" contains infinite strength, and the aftermath is swirling and lingering for a long time.

Fu Jun shrank in the big box, grabbed Meng Yuan's neck with both hands, and chuckled in his ear: "The hero is so handsome kung fu!" ”

Meng Yuan's iron arm was forced, and he tightened the delicate body in his arms, his ice-quenching eyes stared ahead, the corners of his lips pursed slightly, but he didn't speak.

Looking at his cold eyes, Fu Jun felt a little sweet in his heart.

She knew he was worried, unhappy that she had been alone in danger.

She moved her body up, wanting to lean into his ear and say something soft, but as soon as she wanted her to move, Meng Yuan's big hand reached over and put the hood on her head.

"It's windy!" He pursed his lips again as he spoke, but he held her tighter, as if he wanted to use the heat of his body to resist the raging wind.

The corners of Fu Jun's lips couldn't stop curling up.

In this world, after all, there is still such a person, from beginning to end, treat her sincerely.

However, as soon as this thought came to mind, Shizue's pale face appeared in her mind.

Fu Jun's heart sank again, and all kinds of tastes instantly floated up, unable to speak.

The girl, who was always by her side, in the end, stood on her hostile side. Even though they had never met each other, such a betrayal was enough to make people feel depressed.

As if sensing her sudden downturn, Meng Yuan glanced at her. There is already a soft light at the bottom of the eyes.

He sighed silently.

That's it, even if she was in danger alone, he and a group of secret guards were always on guard, and he also protected her side as soon as possible, so there was no danger.

What's more, this is really no way.

Xiao Hongzhu is extremely cunning, and her years of fugitive life have made her every move extremely careful. His men were scattered throughout the city. If she wasn't given enough bait, she wouldn't have brought them all out. And even if there is a bait, if the bait is heavily guarded. Xiao Hongzhu will also immediately withdraw her hand, turn to hide in the shadows, and wait for an opportunity to move.

As for that mysterious organization, if it weren't for this opportunity. I'm afraid that they won't be all dispatched. The nails buried in the five military camps, the hidden piles in the forbidden palace, the ghosts in the joint investigation department, and the hidden lines hidden in various mansions. There will be some action tonight, and this is the best time to catch them all.

It was precisely because of this that Meng Yuan had to agree to Fu Jun's plan. Of course, there was another reason why he agreed to this plan.

Just when Fang Cai killed those people in Tsing Yi. He was clearly aware that in addition to him and dozens of secret guards, he was circling around the Green Mountain Villa. There are also several masters hidden.

The aura of one of them is very similar to He Jingbian.

The corners of Meng Yuan's lips tightened again.

Looks. Liu Yun was still not at ease after all, and sent He Jingbian, a general, to him.

Meng Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but hug the delicate body in his arms tighter.

Sometimes, he wished he could crush the person in his arms and embed it in his flesh, so that no one else would look at her again.

Exhaling silently, Meng Yuan lowered his eyes to look at the radiant face hidden in the hood.

At that moment, the person in his arms was hanging his head slightly, and his long eyelashes cast a shadow on the snow-white skin, covering a little gloom and desolation.

Meng Yuan closed his eyes weakly.

Why did his heart soften into a puddle of water?

"Going to the Green Wattle Pavilion?" He finally whispered to her. The drum-like voice of the slanting sun, embedded in the roaring thunder and gusts of wind, has a particularly good sound.

Fu Jun didn't speak, only nodded in his hood, and then pressed his cheek to Meng Yuan's chest, feeling his heartbeat.

At this moment, there was no sound more comforting than the sound of his heartbeat, and there was no smell that could bring her great peace of mind like the breath on his body.

She closed her eyes lightly, nestled in Meng Yuan's arms and stopped making a sound, until she felt his body shake slightly, and the whistling wind in her ears also stopped, she opened her eyes, raised her hand and removed her hood, and raised her eyes to look around.

Suddenly, a drop of cold rain hit her face.

I don't know when, there is no longer lightning in the distant sky, and there is gradually the sound of rain in my ears, from sparse to dense, from slow to fast, in the blink of an eye, it has been raining heavily, and the dense raindrops can't help but knock on the eaves, and its sound is like a drum, which sounds more thrilling than thunder.

Fu Jun looked at the white rain line reflected under the candle in a daze, and somehow, he felt a little stunned in his heart.

This long-brewing rainstorm finally came as scheduled, but another man-made rainstorm did not know when it would stop?

She tugged her hands into her sleeves and looked into the distance.

The night is like ink, and there is no light in the dark sky, only the sound of rain is like pine waves, and it makes a "whoosh" sound in this dark night......

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Wu Gou shook his head and shook the rain on his body twice.

A large number of water droplets splashed from the hat and the coat, but soon, the heavy rain made the hat wet and heavy, and the rain on the coat was connected into a thread, and with each step, half of the boots could be wet.

Thief God! Wu Gou couldn't help but curse in his heart, it didn't rain early or late, but it got up at this critical juncture.

Although he couldn't stop complaining in his heart, he didn't dare to take it lightly, and separated a few soldiers on rotation, the corner of his eye was always firmly enclosed on that suspicious figure.

The location of Wu Gou at the moment is the camp of the guard in front of the summer resort, and the camp is located in the official road five miles in front of the palace gate of the summer resort, and then there are the middle honor guards, pro-military guards and guards, and there is a camp every other mile. Among them, the number of officers and men of the former honor guard was 200, and they were stationed in five shifts day and night to guard the official road.

The summer resort is built on the mountain, the terrain is steep, except for this artificially dug out of the official road, there is no second road to go, it is the place of "one husband is the pass, ten thousand people are not open", and the task of their escort is to guard the official road to prevent idle people from entering the summer resort area.

In order to show the prestige of the Twelve Guards Forbidden Army, the camp of the guards was built extremely strong, the arrow tower was as high as Zhangxu, there were battlements and fortresses on both sides, there were military holes under the wall, and behind the high wall was the camp tent, which was not much better than the city wall of the ordinary small city.

It's just that Wu Hook doesn't have the luck to hide in the camp tent to avoid the rain, because the person he is in charge of keeping an eye on is now on duty at the head of the wall, so he has to follow here. (To be continued.) )