Chapter 229: Comfortable
Being watched by more than 20 soldiers, Zuo Yin was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, it is estimated that Yang Zi'an and Lin Xiuwen are engaged in some kind of "propaganda", right?
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He arched his hand on the war horse and said, "Brothers, I have worked hard, may I ask, who is your martial arts instructor?" ā
The flowery-faced man put down the weapon in his hand, bowed down respectfully, and said, "It's General Shen Mu." ā
Zuo Yin nodded, although Shen Mu was good at using slender riding swords, it was completely enough to teach these soldiers.
With this relationship, it's no wonder that these soldiers behaved like this when they saw him.
In fact, during this time, Zuo Yin was training frantically, and the Fire Tiger was not idle, and the remaining more than 50 Fire Tigers did not work behind closed doors, but served as the military guidance of the Righteous Army, and guided the combat matters to the newly formed Righteous Army.
Everything is going on in an orderly manner.
Like the night before dawn, this moment is the tragic moment of the rebels, but it is also the moment when it is about to take off.
And Zuo Yin, as a member of this era, can witness and participate in it with his own eyes, and every time he thinks of this, his blood is a little hot.
Burning like fire.
Facing Zuo Yin, Luo Qianqian seemed to be a little angry, but seeing that Zuo Yin was talking seriously with these soldiers, she didn't bother, just looked at Zuo Yin quietly, and her eyes were shining like stars.
Xiaoyu looked at the young lady of her family, and then at Zuo Yin, who was surrounded by soldiers, and couldn't help but shout: "Hey, I said, it's time to go back now." ā
Hearing the shout of a little girl, the flowery-faced man was a little embarrassed, and he bowed and said, "General Zuo, today we are here to escort Miss Luo to sweep the tomb, and now we have to go back." ā
Zuo Yin nodded and said with a smile: "You guys go slowly." ā
At the same time, he waved his hand at Luo Qianqian, but suddenly, he remembered the courage of that rainy night, and he didn't know where the momentum came from, commanding these soldiers, "You go back first, Miss Luo will be sent back by me, don't worry." ā
The flowery-faced man hesitated for a moment, but he glanced back at his eldest lady, seemed to notice something, and hurriedly smiled: "It's okay, it's okay." ā
After speaking, he hurriedly urged his subordinates to leave as quickly as possible.
The leafy woods were quiet again.
Zuo Yin turned over and dismounted, looked at Luo Qianqian, and proposed, "Let's go?" ā
Luo Qianqian smiled, didn't agree, just started to walk forward.
The blue-white figure, among the trees full of golden fallen leaves, seems out of place, but it is perfectly revealed.
The Iraqi people are independent.
Zuo Yin smiled and led the horse to walk side by side with Luo Qianqian.
And that Xiaoyu stomped her feet a few times hatefully, her shoes stepped on the dead leaves, making a rustling sound, she wouldn't let that Zuo Yin get along with Zuo Yin alone, and she wouldn't disturb her own young lady at that time, so she could only follow the two behind her step by step.
Zuo Yin and Luo Qianqian walked in the woods, the withered yellow leaves made this place full of a different feeling, the cool air shuttled through the woods, and the leaves fell on the ground one by one, rendering the golden color here.
Zuo Yin looked at the silence between the two of them, hesitated for a while, and still explained: "I don't know what Yang Zi'an and Lin Xiuwen said about the two of them, but although Lu Liulan and Ying Yan were the last to be killed, the main credit is still the brothers of Wind Falcon and Fire Tiger." ā
Luo Qianqian smiled, "Oh? ā
Hearing that the beloved girl just said such a word, Zuo Yin's heart was a little entangled, and he didn't know what to say.
His life during this period was tense and boring, where could there be any joy to say?
However, looking down and catching a glimpse of the bamboo basket in Luo Qianqian's hand, Zuo Yin seemed to remember something, "By the way, the flower-faced captain just now said that Miss Luo, you are here to sweep the tomb, it shouldn't be Mr. Luo, he should be buried thickly, not this kind of wasteland." ā
Luo Qianqian's expression was a little gloomy, "It's Grandpa Gao." ā
Zuo Yin was silent for a while, and said with emotion: "Ying Yan's body has a lot of fist intent, and it all broke out at the last moment, and the power of the old man's fists is really amazing, if it wasn't for the sneak attack, the victory or defeat would not have been known." ā
However, seeing Luo Qianqian's bangs slightly covering his eyes, Zuo Yin was a little embarrassed, and he scratched his head, "I'm sorry, I forgot that Miss Luo is not interested in these." ā
"It doesn't matter, everything has passed, and the living still have to live after all."
Zuo Yin looked at the sky, the autumn was high and refreshing, which made people's mood feel a lot more comfortable, "Yes, the living have to live after all, but it is also very important to live happily." ā
Luo Qianqian walked a few steps briskly, and suddenly turned around, "So, for Zuo Gongzi, how can it be regarded as living happily?" ā
Zuo Yin smiled, and in his smile, there was an indomitable and determined look, "At least, the people who set up the ambush for Wu Gong are all dead, so it can be counted." ā
Behind the two of them, Xiao Yu, who was jumping and eavesdropping, snorted coldly.
Luo Qianqian smiled and said, "Zuo Gongzi said this, aren't you afraid of scaring girls?" ā
Zuo Yin was stunned, but he said calmly: "Sometimes it is natural to think twice, but if you are with Miss Luo, you still think about every sentence, it will be too tiring." ā
Luo Qianqian suddenly laughed, although she had always smiled like this when she saw Zuo Yin, but at this moment, the smile on her face was extremely beautiful.
Like the sunset in the sky at this moment.
Zuo Yin was a little stunned.
Luo Qianqian stretched out her hand, "What Zuo Gongzi said is very much in line with me, since this is the case, then please ask Zuo Gongzi to forgive the little woman's unruliness." ā
Little woman.
Such a delicate self-call is full of a lively humor, Zuo Yin looked at Luo Qianqian's jade fingers, and then looked at the girl's face, and also stretched out his hand and gently held the trace of warmth.
At this time, it had been nearly a year since he and Luo Qianqian met for the first time.
A year ago, he was the fire tiger who followed Wu Jing into Beijing, and he was full of expectations for the imperial martial arts, and on the battlefield of foreign attacks, he had seen life and death, and he had seen the peerless posture of the world's first Li Immortal, which could be called high-spirited.
On that sunny and warm afternoon, in the middle of Yudu, he met Luo Qianqian.
At that time, he thought that the two were just meeting in Pingshui, and since then, they can only see each other again, the girl's eyes and smile are just magnificent images in memory after all, but he didn't expect that there can be today.
The warm and slippery feeling in his hands is so real, but it makes Zuo Yin feel like he is dreaming.
It's like a world away.
Seeing the depth in Zuo Yin's eyes, Luo Qianqian seemed to think it was very funny, "Zuo Gongzi, what's wrong?" ā
Looking at the clever smile of the girl in front of him, Zuo Yin's heart suddenly had an impulse, he really wanted to take the girl into his arms and smell the smell of her.
However, the long-term self-control finally calmed his mind, thinking of the impulse just now, Zuo Yin was a little surprised, "I'm sorry, Miss Luo." ā
"It's okay, Zuo Gongzi has a good temperament."
Zuo Yin thought about something, "Actually, I haven't understood why Miss Luo favors me?" ā
Looking at Luo Qianqian's cheeks, Zuo Yin explained: "Speaking of which, Miss Luo, you are a person who loves to read very much, and you have seen a lot of scenery, I think that what you appreciate should be a smart and cold person like Lin Xiuwen, or a real son of a family like Yang Zi'an." ā
Luo Qianqian seemed to see what Zuo Yin was thinking at a glance, "What's the matter, Zuo Gongzi is a little ashamed in the face of two people?" ā
Zuo Yin scratched his head, "At least I know that my attraction to girls is not that big." ā
"Comfortable."
Luo Qianqian's eyes looked ahead, and she naturally said two words.
Zuo Yin was stunned.
Luo Qianqian's voice was like a wind chime in the eaves of a temple, fluttering gently.
"Comfort, for me, is the most important thing, at least, when I am with Zuo Gongzi, I can talk calmly, and I don't have to be the eldest lady of the rebels."
Zuo Yin was puzzled: "However, I don't see any difference between the two?" ā
Luo Qianqian hooked the corners of her mouth proudly, "After a long time, Zuo Gongzi will naturally find out." (To be continued.) )