As for the doubts that come out of people's eyes, Ye Wuqiu does not intend to give any explanation, because he does not have any reasonable inferences, factual support, or even a little clue to justify his decision. It was all based on that natural instinct, with the sensitivity to danger that he carried in his bones, which led him to urge everyone to be prepared. Perhaps it would be far-fetched and child's play for those who obeyed orders to learn what Night Innocent really thought, but on the other hand, it is always right to be careful.

In fact, what puzzled everyone the most was not the Night Innocence Order itself, but that they had never been required to have such a high level of vigilance after driving for many days, and now it was difficult for people not to notice the sudden unusualness.

But there is no way, the night is not hateful to observe the surrounding environment and this extremely bad weather, the inner drum beat is becoming more and more intense, boring and boring to show unease.

The sky is gloomy and about to drip water, and the clouds are thick like a precarious dam, and the slightest carelessness will cause the embankment to destroy the water and flash floods. In the strong wind, the people of the camp hesitated like tiny lambs in front of this irresistible heavenly might, like tiny ants.

Ye Wuqi was pulling East Lalaxi, checking whether the ground pile was tamped and whether the tent was against the wind, and when he was busy, he suddenly heard a sound not far behind him, "Ahhh~".

The voice is delicate and reverie, it is about the reaction of a weak woman to the sudden cold air. Ye Wuqi stopped the movements in his hand, and such thoughts kept flashing in his mind.

Ye Wuqi is such a person, with a heroic face, good martial arts, everything has the conditions of being admired by thousands of people like a rich and handsome male god, but he has a funny heart, so he often does unexpected but laughable things.

As now, with his head half-tilted up, his mind reminiscent of these nonsensical thoughts, he was completely absorbed by his own bizarre thoughts, but he forgot the proximity that attracted him, and even more forgot that a glance back could satisfy all his reverie.

Until he was tapped on the shoulder.

He was a little stunned, and when he turned around, he saw a young man who was close to their circle wincing at him, holding a thick coat in his hand.

Ye Wuxi's mind hadn't turned around to understand the truth, but he saw Huo Jie smiling a lot there. Only then did he turn his head and find Huo Lingchang, who was wiping his nose with a handkerchief, and he was suddenly hostealed at night. He clearly understood that the source of his inner charm was not only from the simple resonance of the sound, but also from the spiritual comprehension of the heart.

Leaving aside the last trace of hesitation in his heart, he boldly picked up the thick coat that represented warmth, although his subconscious was slightly hesitant about the thick coat that would be shrouded in Irenka's shoulders the next moment, but at this time he retreated and looked like a mother-in-law and mother-in-law. It is not so much that Ye Wuqi is completely motivated by the admiration impulse in his heart, but that his shyness and cringe towards the girl who pinned his rich emotions on him are covered up by the masculinity aroused in front of everyone's eyes, and Ye Wuqiu quietly came to her back when Huo Lingchang was not paying attention and gently draped his coat on her back, even if his emotions were ups and downs.

"Huh?" Huo Lingchang snorted suspiciously, she turned her face sideways, just because Ye Wuqiu was a head taller than him, she had to raise her eyes and look diagonally upward.

At the sight of the comer, the clouds swept over, and the glow was dense, and the alluring red like ripe apples crawled all over her neck.

The crowd burst into laughter, but it diluted the pre-storm slaughter a lot.

After such a simple episode, Huo Lingchang's dizziness did not fade, and the deer in his heart was pounding non-stop. But if she passes through the dense panic at this time, she will find that her heart is flowing with sweet streams, floating white clouds of joy, and her heart is happy, probably this is how she feels.

Yun Xiaochan's Nizi is also quite happy, gags or something are not a problem, she is adding oil and vinegar appropriately, and a few words will make everyone laugh. At this time, she certainly couldn't miss this unexpected topic, and took the opportunity to ridicule her liking for Huo Jie with words that only a few people knew about their relationship.

Torrential raindrops fell on people's heads like hailstones, and the sky turned sharply from light to darkness, and the wind was raging, wandering through the valley wantonly.

The four fields were shrouded in ominousness.

A few tents were lit up with warm orange lights, pouring out of the cracks in the roller shutter doors, and in the distance, only the light outlined the outline of the door, and the crumbling cabin in the dreamy endless cold night, but still retained the true and pure fire—the contrast between the trembling of the senses and the sincere perseverance of the heart evoked a large area of happiness.

"It's cold, don't catch a cold. Ye Wuqi leaned on the firewood pile and worried: "I have to send her a blanket." ”

"No hatred, what's the matter? You're very attentive to my sister? ”

"Lingchang, a delicate flower. Whoever sees her weak appearance can't help but care. Ye Wuqiu explained.

"No, no, no, Lingchang is not delicate, the strength in her bones does not match her appearance. Besides, how would you be happy if other men who weren't related to her cared so much for her?" Huo Jie smiled confidently.

After thinking about it for a moment, he shrugged his shoulders and walked out with a plush blanket.

"Hey, no hatred, bring another one to Yun Xiaochan. ”

Ye Wuqiu stopped, turned his head, and smiled. He joked, "We're the same dog." ”

After a while, he returned without a vengeance, and the wind outside blew his hair a little messy. Although the stones had resisted most of the wind through the valley, there was still moving air that rattled the tent.

As soon as the door was opened, the chill invaded the heat inside the tent.

"What do they say?"

"What can I say? In addition to bowing her head and saying two words of 'thank you' in embarrassment, Lingchang's personality is really difficult for her to have a lively and humorous response. ”

"Where's Yun Xiaochan?"

"This girl is quite good at talking, and she can talk to anyone. But she didn't feel very comfortable for me, I always felt that her character was flawed, subjective about people and things, but extremely stubborn. There is a difference between this and attachment. Ye Wuqiu frowned and crooked his head, looking like he was pondering things: "Huo Jie, although it is contrary to the ear, there are some things that are difficult for the authorities to see. Of course, this is just my momentary feeling, you just need to pay attention and don't take it too seriously. ”

"Why?" Huo Jie asked in a daze.

"It's just idle talk, not to talk about. Besides, my personal feelings are not the same as facts, just listen to them. ”

Huo Jie silently wondered: There is no wind in the air, is there a gap between them? But they don't have a lot of contact, which makes no sense.

On the other side, in the camp tent of the female dependents, Huo Lingchang pondered for a long time, and finally said to Yun Xiaochan: "Sister Yun, why was you a little rude to Yegongzi's tone just now?"

Yun Xiaochan raised her eyebrows and said, "My heart already belongs to Huo Jie, how can I be polite to other men?"

"This ......" Huo Lingchang was speechless for a while, she really couldn't figure out what inevitable connection existed between the two.

The sound of the rain outside covered everything, and the deafening was the drumbeat of the rushing rain dripping like thousands of troops and horses, which was magnificent, and it was fascinating.

Ye Wuqi and Huo Jie were meditating and cultivating, running Zhou Tian, and suddenly Ye Wuqiu opened his eyes hesitantly and swept outside.

He heard the sound of the whistle in a trance, he glanced at Huo Jie, who was unresponsive, only as if he was hallucinating, shook his head, and closed his eyes again.

After another moment, Ye Wuxian stood up and looked in horror at the felt cloth that obstructed his vision.

"What's the matter, no revenge?" Huo Jie asked in shock.

"Did you hear me? Ye Wuqi looked ahead in horror, and his neck turned unnaturally.

Reminded by the night without hatred, Huo Jie held his breath and listened carefully, and at that moment, Huo Jie was also discolored.

The two looked at each other, and they were both stunned, the voice was not so prominent under the cover of the rain and wind, but it was not difficult to find it if they deliberately listened to it.

"Battle...... War?" Huo Jie stammered. It is difficult to have any other explanation for such a momentum, except for the large-scale battle between the two legions.

Ye Wuqiu rubbed his face, threw down a sentence of "it should be", and strode out of the tent, ignoring the pouring rain, and looked straight in the direction of the source of the sound.

His silver hair was wet with rain and knotted, and his face was as wet as a bath for a moment. But he didn't care about that, and he climbed onto a high rock and looked intently.

There, the curtain of water is the bead, and the smoke is the curtain, which puts a mysterious but fascinating veil on a fierce battle that has been completed and withered.

The heart of the night without hatred was restless.