Since learning the news that Chen Mengtian was coming, Jiang Zebei stood ten miles away from the camp every day and waited.

Xuanwu and the others didn't know what the young master was doing, and stood with him every day in a barren place ten miles away.

Day after day passed, and Xuanwu and the others couldn't help but be curious.

Some even boldly asked the young master, who is this waiting for.

If you want to say who will wait for anyone, who will wait in this barren dust.

They decided that the young master might be waiting for someone, and some even speculated that there were brothers from Xuanjiawei who were coming.

The curiosity of Xuanwu and the others, Jiang Zebei did not answer, but just shook his head with a light smile.

Until this day, in the endless land of yellow sand and dust, a group of people rode horses.

The sound of horses' hooves gradually became clear, and Jiang Zebei walked out of the dilapidated pavilion.

He stood in the barren yellow sand, looking at the group of people in the distance.

On this day, in the sunset, Jiang Zebei saw the woman's face that he had been thinking about for a long time.

The woman, dressed in an equestrian arm, ran towards him in the endless loess dust and sand.

With black hair, tied up with ribbons, and the messy hair fluttered in the wind, the woman was like the mortal dust of the Nine Heavens Xuannu at this moment.

She rode the horse under her seat and came like the wind, and ran towards him.

Her stunning face gradually became clearer.

Jiang Zebei finally ushered in the person he had been thinking about for a long time under the sunset on this day.

Chen Mengtian saw Jiang Zebei's figure from a distance.

The former boy has now become a tall man, he wears regular clothes, but he can't hide the anger of fighting on the battlefield in the past two years.

"Appeal ......"

Chen Mengtian stopped the horse ten paces away from the man not far away.

Her face was tired, but her eyebrows couldn't hide the smile and joy.

The man standing ten steps away, staring at Chen Mengtian with deep peach blossom eyes, and he didn't know the affection and tenderness in his eyes.

"Aze!" Chen Mengtian shouted with a smile.

Jiang Zebei's sexual-sensual thin lips are gently curved.

"I'm coming!" Chen Mengtian spoke up again.

This time, Jiang Zebei raised his steps and walked towards the woman he was waiting for.

Mo Zixuan, Suzaku and others, who were behind Chen Mengtian, also stopped their horses for the first time.

Suzaku and the others quickly dismounted, kneeling down in front of the man not far away, "My subordinates have seen the young master!" ”

"My subordinates have seen the young master!"

The kneeling of Suzaku and the others made Mo Zixuan, who had been tired all the way, look a little dazed.

However, what was even more incredible to him was the man standing not far away.

The eyebrows and eyes are so familiar, but there is no gentle scholarly atmosphere, with a sharpness like a blade, and an impermeable aura, which seems to make people surrender.

Even if he hadn't seen him for many years, Mo Zixuan still recognized that this person was his master.

It's not wrong to call it that, after all, it's his master's husband.

Thinking so, he shouted loudly to Jiang Zebei, who came forward: "Good master!" ”

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Everyone present was shocked by Mo Zixuan's exclamation.

Even Chen Mengtian glanced at the apprentices beside him incredulously.

Jiang Zebei was slightly stunned, bowed his head slightly, walked to the horse that Chen Mengtian was riding, and opened his arms.

His eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and the affection in his eyes was too obvious.

Chen Mengtian raised his legs and dismounted with his outstretched arms, and threw himself directly into his arms.

Like a fluttering butterfly, just in your arms.

Jiang Zebei hugged the woman in his arms tightly.