Fu Jiezi shook his head and smiled, bent on making the atmosphere lighter. "I heard from the national teacher of Qiuzi that he and Ma Ta Feiyan are old friends," Yan Ling said: "It's a pity that I can't see the appearance of Ma Ta Feiyan." ”

"What's so hard about that?"

Fu Jiezi took a step forward, grabbed Yanling's hand and pressed it on his face. Yanling was afraid to struggle. Yan Ling: "Hero, let go!" ”

Fu Jiezi said with a smile: "This is not the Twelve Bands, so there is no need to talk about the rules. ”

Yan Ling: "The hero is an elder. ”

Fu Jiezi said: "What elders and juniors, do you think I'm an old man?" ”

Yanling lowered her head, as if convinced. She withdrew her hand and slowly crouched down. Fu Jiezi looked at her curiously. Yan Ling: "Probe my face first, it's too disrespectful." Her curiosity prevailed, and she said, with respect, carefully touching Fu Jiezi's condyle.

Fu Jiezi thought it was funny, and laughed in his mouth: "I let you touch it from the top down, I prefer to touch it from the bottom, in fact, it's all the same." Yan Ling didn't answer, her fingers gradually went up, touching Fu Jiezi's calf.

Yan Ling: "Your light skills are very good. Fu Jiezi was startled, stopped talking, and listened to Yanling to continue to move. Yan Ling took his hanging right hand and carefully identified it.

Yan Ling: "The right hand makes the knife, and the knife is outstanding." Fu Jiezi was overjoyed when he heard this, handed his left hand over, and Yan Ling touched it again.

Yan Ling: "The left hand is open, and the archery skills are extraordinary." Fu Jiezi was shocked when he heard this, because Yan Ling guessed his weapon by groping. Yan Ling continued to touch Fu Jiezi's waist, and sure enough, he was wearing a knife on one side and an arrow bag on the other. Yanling also smiled happily!

After all, she is a simple and lovely girl! Her smile was beautiful, like a flower blooming in the mountains. Fu Jiezi looked at her, and suddenly held his breath, as if he didn't dare to disturb. Her hand rested on his chest. I believe that at that moment, Fu Jiezi thought of the two of them in the Twelve Orchestra Workshop, and he suddenly felt as if he was really a hero who protected flowers! Oh, yes, yes, what's more deceptive?

It was the envoy's idea to let Fu Jiezi pretend to be Ma Ta Feiyan. Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that Ma Ta Feiyan and Mao Dun are good friends, and no one has seen his true face, so Fu Jiezi feels that it makes sense. I believe that Mao Dun's daughter Yanling doesn't know, Fu Jiezi can rest assured to pretend.

What he wants to pretend to be is just Ma Ta Feiyan, who is good friends with Mao Dun, except for his love of poetry, no one knows Ma Ta Feiyan's true temperament, and he is at the mercy of Fu Jiezi. But Fu Jiezi is too talented, and he actually played this horse stepping Feiyan with flesh and blood, even if the envoy watched from the sidelines, he couldn't help but believe that the one he played was the real horse stepping Feiyan! Yanling's hand was still stationary, as if capturing Fu Jiezi's heartbeat.

A faint smile remained on her lips. Fu Jiezi watched infatuatedly, the first time he witnessed her smile.

"Your heart beats steadily," Yanling whispered, "not like a liar." Fu Jiezi smiled: "I am sincere to Yanling!" ”

Yanling's other hand groped for his night suit. "You're still very bold!" She said. Fu Jiezi stared at her and said presumptuously: "In front of women, I have always been bold!" Yan Ling didn't answer, and slowly touched Fu Jiezi's face. Fu Jiezi did not move. Yan Ling praised softly: "You are really young!" "It's like a girl." Fu Jiezi said. Yanling's fingertips slid to his lips, as if to gagged him. Fu Jiezi was very close to her face. Yanling said softly: "You have a good amount of wine." Fu Jiezi couldn't hold it anymore, his face was feverish. The soft whispers of sideburns in his ears were like strangely warm wine, corroding his veins and bone marrow. Yan Ling actually continued to get close to him!

Fu Jiezi couldn't help but slowly raise his hand, wanting to hug her...... But Yanling leaned into the root of his ear and said a sentence that made him suddenly come back to his senses: "There are people in the forest, I'm afraid the pursuers have arrived!" "It's an eerie poplar forest. The roots are intertwined, the branches are as dense as spider webs, and the thick fog flows slowly through the dark crevices like white milk. There's no better place to set up an ambush than here. Fu Jiezi led the horse in one hand and held the knife in the other. The knife was not unsheathed, and the sheath was held by Yanling. She is a blind woman who cannot see the way, and must lead her in this way.

But there was no road in the woods, and the branches kept brushing their faces. Fu Jiezi's eyes widened, his expression was alert and cold, he knew that there were ambushes in the woods, Yan Ling heard it correctly just now; He also knew that the danger in the woods was not real, but he felt heavy in his heart. This feeling comes from the knife in his hand! At the end of the scabbard, Yan Ling was attached, and he could feel her nervousness!

She clutched it tightly because she trusted him. Trust is real!

Trust will also make people's hearts heavy, Fu Jiezi suddenly found that the scabbard was pulled and took him to stop.

He turned his head and saw Yanling's anxious and flustered face.

"The knife bag is gone." Her voice was low, but she couldn't hide her crying. Fu Jiezi's gaze fell on her, and the deerskin bag was really gone! In Yan Ling's expression, there were begging and self-blame, as if he should not make such a mistake at this time and cause him such trouble. But Fu Jiezi didn't mean to blame her at all, he didn't think about it, he only did one thing, and with a "bang", he drew his knife.

He was separated from Yanling. With his knife in hand, he began to creep back, clearing away the miscellaneous branches in the darkness.

He tried to take his steps as lightly as possible, not to step on the thick rotten leaves on the ground, and every few steps he took looked back uneasily. In the distance, Yan Ling held the empty sheath and stood quietly in the thick fog, waiting for him.

The route they came in was winding and winding, and Fu Jiezi walked for a while, and finally saw the knife bag, which had a broken strap and hung on a branch. Fu Jiezi took a breath and stepped forward to take it down. He looked back, and Yanling's figure was still in the mist. He took a step, ready to take a shortcut back. But just after walking a few steps, I heard a "bang" explosion! Countless rotten leaves flew away, like a blackbird flying densely!

In the dark shadows, a white light leaked out, and an ambush soldier held a knife and slashed Fu Jiezi! Fu Jiezi also raised his knife, and the two steel knives collided in the dark forest, bursting out with sparks! Fu Jiezi heard an exclamation from afar, it was Yanling who was worried about him...... He shouted, "Don't move, wait for me!" After shouting, he turned around and fought again. The ambush made the knife look fierce and as fast as the wind, but Fu Jiezi didn't take it to heart.

But this time, it seems faintly different from the past, is there a delicate woman waiting for him next to him? Before Fu Jiezi struck the last knife, she couldn't help but look back again, although she couldn't see it clearly, she seemed to be able to see her weak figure trembling slightly, and she was worried about him. This emotion is coming through the fog. Fu Jiezi cut down the ambush soldiers with a knife.

He was going to go over and pick up Yanling. In the darkness, three tall horses suddenly flashed, and immediately three men with spears were fierce, like majestic ghosts. The horses split into two paths, and one of them strode quickly and rushed towards Fu Jiezi. Fu Jiezi didn't dare to face the enemy head-on, so he had to turn around and dodge. The horse's hooves were sharp, and the spear was like a poisonous snake spitting letters, always shaking behind his back, only a few inches from the back of his heart. He threw himself into the bushes, and the horses whistled like black knives in front of him. The ambush soldier jumped off his horse with a gun and came to fight him.

Spears flew vertically and horizontally, covering Fu Jiezi. At that end, the two riders whistled, split into two paths, and rushed towards Yanling.

The sound of hooves was deafening, and Yan Ling fumbled in panic, trying to find a place to hide. She touched a big tree, but just stood firm against the tree, the wind swept her face, the horse's hooves raised broken leaves, and a spear stabbed her chest! Yan Ling staggered and raised her scabbard to block the shot.

She was knocked out and went around behind the trunk. But it's also a horse's hoof, and it's also a fast gun! A "snap" shot stabbed him, and the head of the spear plunged deep into the trunk of the tree. The sound is crisp. Yan Ling's face was full of horror, and her long hair fluttered in the wind. The two horses attacked one round, switched positions and rushed to a distant stop, then turned their heads around and prepared to kill the second round. Fu Jiezi here heard the sound of life-threatening hooves not far away!

He turned around and saw that the terrifying black shadows of the two Loulan Kings were pressing down on Yan Ling in turn. The sound of hooves was like a drum, and the big guns flew up, piercing the trunks of the trees with a "crackling" sound. And Yan Ling's figure tried his best to dodge under the tip of the gun. At that moment, Fu Jiezi seemed to forget that he was Fu Jiezi, and really regarded himself as a horse stepping on Feiyan! Because he was really worried about Yanling. Those two guys were too fierce to miss the head, if they were a little more correct, they might really pierce Yanling with one shot! So his heart moved, and his movements became more ruthless! He flew up with a kick and kicked the ambush in front of him away. He carried a knife and ran towards Yanling, like a fierce beast. Two warriors pinching the feathers of the wild goose were also charging, the sound of hooves and footsteps mingling. Fu Jiezi jumped up and slashed at one of the riders. The rider raised his gun, and was knocked off his horse by Fu Jiezi, letting out a miserable scream. The other rider was stunned, turned his horse's head, and speared Fu Jiezi. Fu Jiezi turned sideways and let the gun stab in the air, he grabbed the barrel of the gun and dragged the rider off the horse, and made up for it.