Chapter 25 is straight-tongued

"This shouldn't be that tasty, right?" Yuebai put down the steamed bun in his hand that had only been torn off a corner, and asked curiously.

"It's not tasty." Mo Wenjun ate very quickly, but he didn't see his cheeks bulging, and he couldn't even speak very clearly.

"Then why are you ......" Yuebai saw that there was only a third of the food left on the table, but he only ate one bite, and the rest was eaten by Mo Wenjun.

"That's what I ate back then, and I couldn't eat it when I was a child, but this boss has made it fine." Mo Wenjun smiled.

Mo Wenjun was a general in the mortal world before he ascended, and Yue Bai knew about it this time, but he didn't tell other stories himself, and other immortals wouldn't pursue it, so few people knew Mo Wenjun's experience in the mortal world.

Yuebai knew that the food in the army was not fine, but how rough it was, Yuebai couldn't imagine. Listening to his tone, I'm afraid that life is even more difficult when I was young. But for Yuebai, who has never seen human suffering, "difficulty" is just a written word, and Yuebai has no concept of what kind of hardship it is.

"For mortals, this should be considered a good food, right?" Yuebai asked curiously. The innkeeper is not crazy, how can he put bad things on their tables? Yuebai also knew that his tongue was too tricky, and it had nothing to do with food.

"Okay." Mo Wenjun finished eating the remaining things on the table, and even took the steamed bun that Yuebai tore off a corner and ate it clean, "The food is not easy to come by, since it is served, don't waste it." ”

Yuebai was unprepared for his sudden move, and was stunned, although he didn't directly say anything against it, but Mo Wenjun found that his face was still a little red.

Isn't it just a little bit of food? As for it? Still like a little girl, still blushing? I don't mind eating your saliva, not to mention that the steamed buns are torn off, and the spoon that has been eaten in the mouth has not been put back into the porridge bowl, and there are nothing that has not been stained, what are you blushing about?! This is also too hypocritical.

It's all so special! Hypocrisy is a disease, and it must be cured!

Mo Wenjun simply brought the porridge in front of Yuebai that had only moved one bite and poured it into his mouth, and wiped his mouth after pouring: "Yuebai, I know you don't like others to touch it, but since you are determined to join the army, the conditions in the army cannot accommodate your habits, you must get used to it as soon as possible." ”

"I ...... I didn't ......" Yuebai's voice was weak, where did he have this hypocrisy?! As a medical fairy, if you don't meet someone, he will cure ghosts?!

"It doesn't matter if you have it or not, if you just don't get used to it for a while, you have to get used to it in the future." This kind of pampered recruit Dan Zimo Wenjun doesn't know how much he has brought, Yuebai's subjective consciousness and objective conditions are very good, just polish the squeamishness on his body a little, it's not a big deal. For Mo Wenjun, Yuebai is a fledgling little brother full of ideals, and now he still needs to take it with him for a while, and then let him go when he can fly by himself.

With such a delay, they got up a little later than usual, and by the time they left the city, the sky was already bright.

The official road outside the city is wide, the time is still early, there are few pedestrians on the road, and they are not afraid of hitting people when they mention their speed, at most they are thought to be alive by the early pedestrians. In the blink of an eye, he had crossed the ten-mile slope outside the city, and then he saw a man on horseback and galloping after him.

Where can the galloping horses catch up with the speed of their full force? Soon passed by, and the distance was stretched wider and wider.

"That's Zhang Hezhi?" Yuebai didn't have to look back, that glance just now was enough for her to see who it was.

"Hmm." Mo Wenjun does not squint.

"Shall we wait for him?" Yuebai relented again.

"Let him chase him." Mo Wenjun was hard-hearted, and he didn't mean to be soft-hearted at all, but Yuebai found that his speed also slowed down with him.

A faint smile flowed in Yuebai's eyes, although his poisonous tongue was unforgiving and ruthless, he was still very sympathetic in action. What is the name of the sentence of the Immortal Monarch? What's his name? Straight mouth?

But Zhang Hezhi, who was following behind, didn't think so. No matter how he chased, no matter how he chased, he couldn't catch up with those two people, obviously every scene was clearly seen, obviously the steps were not big, and the speed was obviously not fast, but he just couldn't catch up! Do they have wings?

Although it is the best demon beast horse that led the City Lord's Mansion, it runs fast and steadily, but no matter how stable it is, it is also a horse! And it's also a demon horse known for its speed! Stability is trained by humans, and when he really spreads his hooves and runs wildly, who will still close the more than 100 pounds on his back and make it comfortable?!

But in a short time, his inner thighs were ground red and swollen, and then the skin was broken and bleeding, and the fabric of his trousers was clung to the tender flesh exposed by the wounds, and every step the horse took seemed to tear! But Zhang Hezhi didn't give up, his eyes that were blown by the wind were only the figure of the strange combination in front of him, and even how fast he ran, how far he ran, and even lost the concept of time.

I don't know if his prayer moved the heavens, and seeing the figures of the two people gradually disappear in his eyes, he thought that when he was about to lose them, the figures of the two people would become clear in his eyes again, and he had the courage to continue urging the horse forward.

"He's not in good shape right now, do you want to wait for him?" Yuebai didn't need to look back to pay attention to Zhang Hezhi's state, and couldn't help but turn his head and ask Mo Wenjun.

"He's catching up." Mo Wenjun didn't raise his eyebrows, unmoved.

Yuebai pursed her lips, still soft-hearted, so she asked, "Then what if he can't catch up?" ”

"If you can't catch up, go back." Mo Wenjun was extremely ruthless.

"Huh?! However, there is no place for him in Anyang City! Yuebai thought of yesterday's excitement, how could he go back when it was like this?!

"City Lord Zhang still has a nurturing affection for him, yesterday was just an impulse, and it is estimated that he will regret it a long time ago, he has been entangled for more than ten years, and he still cares about continuing to entangle? Didn't you notice that the concubines of the city lord of Zhang were all gone? Mo Wenjun was very calm.

"yes, where are those concubines?" Yesterday during the day, there was a concubine out of the "third brother" in front of them dangling around, at that time they didn't even look at the eyes, and they didn't find that they didn't have a bloodline, now I think about it, Zhang Hezhi is the boss, since there is a third child, there must be a second, the third is not a few years younger than Zhang Hezhi, maybe there are a bunch of fourth, fifth, sixth, but yesterday's big movement, two, three, four, five, six did not appear, this will be abnormal.

"Since Anyang City was given to Zhang Hezhi by Zhang Hezhi's biological father, if Zhang Hezhi died, no matter what the reason, Zhang Hezhi's family would not be able to escape, he was driven crazy yesterday, but he didn't forget to hide his own son." Mo Wenjun explained to Yuebai.

"That's why the secret hand under Zhang He was so subtle and euphemistic? Euphemistic enough to be detected by Zhang Hezhi to break the game? ”

It turns out that the city lord of Zhang is also a straightforward person!