Xiao Luo and Mu Changfeng were at a stalemate, raised their eyebrows and asked:

"Today's mission accomplished?" When Mu Changfeng heard this, he pouted and said:

"How is that possible? Let's have a game with you first and relax. ”

"Come!" Xiao Luo snorted lightly, and the sword in his hand immediately slashed towards Mu Changfeng's side shoulder. The latter's eyes sharpened, and he lifted his light skills and flew up to the eaves, and said with a smile:

"Somewhere else today." As soon as he finished speaking, the sword slashed to the door. He was amazed by Xiao Luo's agility, and he didn't dare to stop for a moment in his hand, waving his sword, sliding out of sharp arcs of light in the air, and his body quickly twisted, dodging tricky attacks from different angles. In a few moments, the sweat on his back was already soaking through his robe, and beside his sideburns, fine beads of sweat rolled down to his chin, dripping onto the inky blue eaves.

Mu Changfeng gritted his teeth while fighting: No, this set of "Light Feather Records" was taught to him by Xiao Luo, if he came step by step, he would definitely be able to simplify his moves, and if he wanted to defeat him, he would have to find another way...... Thinking of this, the sword in his hand tightened, changed from attack to defense, and retreated step by step. Xiao Luo frowned: What's going on with him? Suddenly tepid, what's the greasy?

There was a soft sound of "ding", the clothes were stirred by the wind, flying in a high place, Mu Changfeng took the opportunity to fall on Xiao Luo's back, and the sword quickly swung towards his neck, Xiao Luo hurriedly blocked. The swords rubbed against each other and made a crisp sound, Xiao Luo exerted too much force, his body was unbalanced, he shook for a while, and was stretched out by Mu Changfeng.

"Hahaha, I won!" Xiao Luo pursed his lips helplessly: This kid is quite clever, and he knows how to be flexible compared to his honest playing style in Phantom City. So he pretended to bow his hand respectfully, and said:

"The young general is powerful, Xiao is willing to bow down!" Mu Changfeng patted Xiao Luo's back with a grin:

"Don't be modest. But I'm still happy to win you. Hiss ......"

"What's wrong?" Xiao Luo frowned, watching Mu Changfeng suddenly grin and cover his ankles, and after hearing his inquiry, he stood up again and said with a smile:

"There was a little sprain in training yesterday, so it didn't get in the way."

Xiao Luo frowned, and said in a deep voice:

"What's out of the way? Don't look at the small thing about sprains, if you twist once, you will often twist. If you don't take care of it in time, you will be sick in the future. ”

"Oh, no, don't ......"

"Don't fight with me!" Xiao Luo roared, interrupted Mu Changfeng's words, and forcibly dragged him to the back room with one hand.

Mu Changfeng saw Xiao Luo bring the medicine, squatted beside him on his knees, and hurriedly said:

"I'll ...... it myself"

"Don't move!" Xiao Luo interrupted with a low roar, grabbed his ankle, and the cold potion poured straight down, Mu Changfeng's ankle was cold, and he couldn't help but murmur:

"It's so cool......" As soon as the words fell, a big hot hand wrapped around his ankle, and Mu Changfeng shook again, resisting the desire to shake the hand off his foot. He looked at Xiao Luo's resolute jawline, and secretly slandered: I'm not a child anymore, wouldn't I rub a medicine? What a fuss......

"Major General!" Mu Changfeng and Xiao Luo raised their heads in unison, and saw Gonggong Cao, who was beside the emperor, walking into the house, bowing and saying:

"Young General, the emperor announced that you will enter the palace the day after tomorrow, saying that there is something important to discuss."

"Got it, thank you Gonggong Cao." Mu Changfeng hooked his lips.

"Oh, young general, you are so polite, you are really tormenting the slave."

"Amu." After Grandpa Cao left, Xiao Luo suddenly spoke.

Mu Changfeng looked at him suspiciously and asked:

"Huh? What's wrong? ”

"Although the Three Kingdoms are relatively peaceful on the surface, there are actually undercurrents. I always feel that the emperor summoned you to the palace this time, maybe for the sake of war. Mu Changfeng raised his eyebrows in surprise:

"Really? He has so many princes, why me? ”

"Originally, after you passed the crown, you were obliged to lead troops to fight. Even if it doesn't take your turn this time, it's in the near future. Amu, since you were born in the General's Mansion, you can't escape this kind of thing of protecting your family and defending the country no matter what. Xiao Luo said in a serious voice.

Mu Changfeng touched his chin, and his eyes flashed with contemplation: Yes, he was originally a young general, and in the eighteen years before he met Jun Ye, he had a bad life, and he didn't understand why he was born. Now that she has faith and practices martial arts, even for her, it is impossible for her to resign and go on the expedition, so that the original image that has changed plummets and becomes the object of everyone's despises again. Thinking about it, his right hand behind his back clenched into a fist, took a deep breath and said:

"I see."

……

On the second day, the sun shone on the earth, and the glazed tiles of the General's Mansion were hot and kind. When Mu Changfeng left the house for the first time after that day, Xiao Luo didn't ask to follow like last time, but just admonished him heavily:

"Take care of yourself." This heartfelt sentence contained many of his worries and uneasiness, but it didn't make Mu Changfeng feel it. The latter just smiled and said:

"Well, what do you think you're talking about like an old mother? I'm also considered to have practiced martial arts, no matter what, I won't get hurt, right? "After drinking that day, they seem to be tacitly buried in their memories, and Amu is now pretending to be indifferent, who are you going to show it to? Xiao Luo felt anger in his heart and frowned.

……

"Jun Ye." Mu Changfeng called softly. The black back figure paused, turned around slowly, and said coldly:

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll make a bet with you." Mu Changfeng hid the emotions surging in his eyes and paused:

"Let's have a competition, and if I lose, ask for it. But if you lose......" he said firmly, a flash of mixed emotions flashing in his eyes:

"I want you to marry me and be my Mu Changfeng woman." Jun Ye's expressionless face for many years finally showed a trace of surprise.

"You're crazy." She glanced at him faintly and turned to leave. Her hand was suddenly grabbed, she frowned, shook it hard, Mu Changfeng clenched it tightly, and she couldn't break free for a while.

"yes, I'm crazy." In Mu Changfeng's indifferent eyes, a trace of pain floated on the ground,

"I'm jealous of Jun Ling, I'm crazy with jealousy! I am jealous of the way you look at him, I am jealous of the tacit understanding between you, I am jealous of your embrace in front of me, as if no one was around. So, do you dare to bet? ”

"If you win this time, I can disappear in front of you forever and never bother you again." He laughed self-deprecatingly, "Anyway...... I'm going to go on an expedition to the country of Yi soon, and I might die on the battlefield......"

When Jun Ye heard this, her eyes trembled, and a trace of unknown light flashed, and then she replied:

"Okay." As soon as the words fell, Mu Changfeng drew his sword and stabbed at Jun Ye mercilessly.

The swords intersected, and the sparks seemed to be a little brighter than a round of red sun in the sky. The two of them changed their bodies very quickly, and they couldn't see through the routine. After a stick of incense, the breath of both of them began to be unsteady for a moment, but there was no flaw in their steps.

With a "whoosh", Mu Changfeng's leg was cut open by a sword, if it weren't for the robe, he had no doubt about the power of this sword. Jun Ye saw that he still didn't admit defeat, and his knife technique suddenly accelerated, and the sword light was dazzling. Mu Changfeng closed his eyes, listened to the voice, and blocked the surrounding noise, and the moves of the person opposite seemed to be easier to detect. Only the tingling pain from his ankle made his hard-working attention dissipate for a moment.

The knife flew past his ears, and Mu Changfeng sweated behind his back, gritted his teeth, and fought harder because of the support of faith, as if he had never felt tired.

"When-" With a bang, Jun Ye's mouth ached, and the hand holding the knife was sluggish, and Mu Changfeng's sword was just facing her throat less than three inches. She didn't seem to believe that she was going to lose, a trace of stunnedness flashed in her dark eyes, and she focused on the distance, suddenly with a trembling ripple, followed by a touch of bitterness. Mu Changfeng was surprised to feel her changing emotions at the moment, waiting for her to answer, and the knife was not put down.

Jun Ye took a deep breath and said:

"I lost." When Mu Changfeng heard this, a burst of ecstasy surged in his eyes, and he said incoherently:

"Thank you...... Great, great...... You wait for me! I, Mu Changfeng, will definitely welcome you into the General's Mansion in a beautiful manner, and I will never treat you badly! Jun Ye watched him leave, the lines of his lips stiffened, and he stood silently.

"Master." Jun Ye said, a trace of fluctuation flashed in his words: He was obviously behind him just now, if he casually rescued him, now the situation is diametrically opposite. She understood his choice, but she still couldn't accept it for a while.

"Ye, don't say it, go ahead." His faint voice rang out. Jun Ye's hand holding the knife tightened, trembling slightly.

……

Xiao Luo looked at the big red happy words in the mansion, and a trance flashed in his eyes: The day after Amu met Jun Ye, the emperor summoned him to the palace and named him the general of Xiaocai, and he asked the emperor to marry Jun Ye at that time. Everything went extremely smoothly, not only Amu, but also himself, and they all had a feeling that was not very real.

Today is a day of great joy for Amu. He was dressed in a bright red wedding dress, lined with snow-white teeth, and smiled very happily. Jun Ye was held in his arms as a treasure, and through the layers of torture and hardship of relatives and friends, his originally expressionless face seemed to be lined with a lot of ruddy and festive clothes. Although the whole city knew that the major general was going to get married, the guests invited by the general's mansion were all close relatives, so it would not be too noisy.

After the toast is finished, the newlyweds of all ages enter the cave room. After about a stick of incense, everyone walked out one after another, and the door closed with a "bang". The sky was getting dark, and the candle shadows in the house shook red, printing two snuggling shadows. Xiao Luo hooked his lips: No matter how much Jun Ye doesn't understand the amorous feelings, under the affectionate influence of Amu Rushui, he will soften his heart and slowly like him. This love calamity, although bumpy, is finally overdone.

He glanced at the dream bell that he had been wearing on his hand, but he didn't see any movement in it, and wondered: The king said that the dream bell would make a sound at the critical moment, could it be that when the love tribulation of the previous life was solved in the dream and he was able to return to reality? He thought about it, saw the red candle suddenly extinguished, and walked lightly into the small courtyard opposite where he had just moved yesterday, and felt relieved: The Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, so it is better to leave them as newlyweds to exchange feelings.