Loulan Po, the soldiers are triumphant, and they celebrate their exploits. Drunk on the battlefield, the king has an order, and the three armies are rewarded.

Bonfire company camp, neon clothes and dancing sleeves, colorful clothes and streamers, the grand scene is clustered.

Drinking and boxing, drinking more than once, when taking a big sip of wine and meat, go wild.

The stars in the sky seem to be very fond of the army of this dynasty tonight, and everywhere the stars flash are the hearty congratulations of the soldiers, and everywhere the clouds and breeze wander are the graceful figures of the beauties dancing around the bonfire, so lively!

A soldier slashed his fist loudly, and the muscles of his rugged body trembled with excitement, and with a cry of "Lose, punish!" he looked up to the sky and laughed and drank the wine in the cup!

Another soldier, looking at the dancing beauty, Xu is wine in his heart, his eyes are already confused, only to feel the skirt brushing his face, a blur, and then the exclamation of the beauty in his arms.

Zhao Hehuan hid behind Mo Tian, and when he saw this scene, he said "sin and sin" in his mouth, so he pretended to cover his eyes with his fingers, but peeked through his fingers and snickered.

"What? Do you think this method is very pleasing to look at?"

Zhao Hehuan was looking at Xing's head, but Mo Tian suddenly stood up and turned around, blocking her line of sight, and said this sentence very confusingly.

Zhao Hehuan saw that Mo Tian was so disappointed, so he pretended to cough twice, pointed to the bonfire in the other direction, pretended to be very curious, and said happily as he ran: "Oh, the color of the bonfire over there seems to be green?

Mo Tian took advantage of the situation to see the past, where could he still see the green bonfire, and then looked at Zhao Hehuan, he didn't know when he disappeared like a rabbit without a trace.

Mo Tian chuckled helplessly, and turned his fingertips into a blue butterfly elf, guiding him to slowly pacing in the direction where Zhao Hehuan was hiding.

Since she kissed this acacia, no matter how she tricked her by her side, she always had various reasons to escape Mo Tian's sight in an instant, which can be regarded as a skill.

The blue butterfly elf was like a little light blue flying snowflake, reflecting the fiery red bonfire, and actually guided Mo Tian to the small river.

It seems that it is too lively here, so I have found a secluded place.

Mo Tian saw Zhao Hehuan squatting under the tree by the river from a distance, throwing stones into the lake in every possible way, splashing the crystal light of a lake, but he didn't know how pleasant this scenery was.

It's just that although this place is quiet, it is also a little far away from the barracks committee, and this Hehuan is here alone, and he is not afraid of being bitten by the jackal, tiger and leopard.

Mo Tian smiled lightly, and just wanted to get closer to call Zhao Hehuan back to the barracks, but suddenly found a white-robed figure floating down from the tree and landing behind Zhao Hehuan.

Is he? Mo Tian frowned between his eyebrows and eyes, and waved his hand to extinguish the light of the blue elf butterfly.

Zhao Hehuan was looking at the water in a daze, a stone in his hand just threw it out and splashed, and when the ripples rippled, he caught a glimpse of a white-robed and hated person appearing in the water from the corner of his eye, with a golden silk mask on his face!

How could it be him? How could that big devil come here? Isn't he supposed to be recuperating from his injuries?

Every time he met this demon lord, nothing good happened, and Zhao Hehuan's heart was already full of sorrow.

What should I do? What should I do? Forget it, thirty-six plans are the best plan!

Just when Zhao Hehuan pretended not to see that the venerable god wanted to tiptoe away and deceive himself, he was held by the big hand of the demon venerable and couldn't move.

Zhao Hehuan struggled for a moment or two and realized that he really didn't have the strength to compete with him, so he turned to the demon lord with an expression of "just met a good coincidence", and said with a little weakness: "What a coincidence, what a coincidence, you are also here." ”

After speaking, Zhao Hehuan desperately wanted to pull his hand away from the palm of the demon lord, but unfortunately found that he was grabbed more tightly.

Before Zhao Hehuan could react, he was pulled by the demon lord, and he shamelessly fell into his arms, and his heart was flustered.

"Unfortunately. I'm waiting for you. ”

only heard the Demon Monarch's salty and non-salty words, Zhao Hehuan almost didn't catch his breath, and just wanted to push away the Demon Monarch's arms, but heard Mo Tian's familiar voice sound behind her: "Hehuan, everyone is looking for you, why did you come here alone, so unruly?"

Zhao Hehuan was very grateful to Mo Tian for coming to the rescue at this time, but for some reason, he trembled a few times at the sentence "So unruly?"

"Let's go, let's go, hehehe......" Zhao Hehuan laughed awkwardly, glanced at the Demon Lord, and had a very embarrassed expression, signaling that the Demon Monarch could let go of his hand.

How do you know that this demon lord is not a master who looks at people's eyes, and he actually tightened Zhao Hehuan as if Mo Tian did not exist, and said with a look of not being afraid that things would get bigger and bigger: "If he asks you to go, you can go, if I must let you stay?"

Zhao Hehuan secretly turned his head to look at Mo Tian's face, and faintly felt that the corners of Mo Tian's eyebrows were raised, well, it was a little cold.

"This ...... What about it...... It's a first-come, first-served basis......, isn't it? Didn't Brother Mo let me go first...... Hehehe...... "Zhao Hehuan didn't know what he was talking about, and he was unhappy and embarrassed.

Mo Tian's face was not very good-looking, frozen like a pig's liver, but he didn't say a word, just stood aside, his eyes were so sharp that he could kill a unicorn.

Zhao Hehuan got out of the demon lord's arms as he spoke, and was about to turn around and leave, but he was grabbed by his hand again, and he wailed in his heart!

I only heard the demon lord say with some sadness: "I desperately came to see you, but you were reluctant to stay for a second longer, is it because of him?"

When Zhao Hehuan heard this, his head suddenly turned into two big ones, no matter how he answered, he couldn't finish well! She had always lived a bad life in such a short period of time, and God had really treated her a little kindly.

"Hehehe...... As for you, you have your own benefit. Brother Mo is also very good. As for the desperate effort to come to see me, I am also very grateful. It's just that I have something to do now, so why don't we talk about it next time?"

Zhao Hehuan smiled at the demon lord with a flattering face, and rushed behind Mo Tian in a puff of smoke, only poking out a small head, looking at the demon lord with a very innocent look.

"Zhao Hehuan!" The Demon Lord was also an extremely serious master, and he actually took a step forward, wanting to find out Zhao Hehuan who was hiding behind Mo Tian.

"Demon Lord, please respect yourself. This is the dynasty barracks, you are injured, or don't cause unnecessary trouble. Mo Tian stood there and didn't make any moves, but just said lightly, his eyes full of a man's warning.

Zhao Hehuan didn't understand the meaning of Mo Tian's words at all, but nodded violently like a chicken pecking rice, which made the demon lord's face look a little unpleasant.

"Let's go. Mo Tian took Zhao Hehuan's hand expressionlessly, and the sword flew quickly and disappeared in front of the demon lord's eyes, as if he didn't want to stay longer for a moment.

Zhao Hehuan muttered in his heart, just like this, and fly with the sword, do you look down on her too much for not being able to fly? Thinking of this, he was a little unhappy.

"What?, calling you back, a little disappointed?" Mo Tian's words sounded sour.

But Zhao Hehuan was not a careful person, so naturally he didn't hear the meaning of the words, but just glanced at Mo Tian with some unwillingness to answer.

Mo Tian let out a long sigh, took a step closer to her, and asked rhetorically with an extremely close breath: "If you want to talk about a first-come-first-come-first-come?"

That Zhao Hehuan was forced to ask like this, and for a while, he was angry with this venerable god, and he was so panicked that he wanted to slide towards the sword body, but he was held in his arms by Mo Tian with one hand!

The wind blew through Mo Tian's long flowing hair, and touched Zhao Hehuan's ears, a little itchy and uncomfortable.

"Since you like to be held so much, why don't you have one more of me?" Mo Tian bent down and bit Zhao Hehuan's red lip flap in the air like a storm!

Zhao Hehuan was unexpected, and he couldn't escape, so he could only let that Mo Tianhu come.

"Close your eyes. Mo Tian said in a nice voice.

When Zhao Hehuan heard this, his heart was furious, his feet slipped, and he was hugged by the fast-reacting princess Mo Tian again!

And the incomparably charming wet kiss actually followed this hug and landed on Zhao Hehuan's crisp white neck without warning!

Zhao Hehuan felt that at that moment, his heart seemed to stop beating, perhaps, he was cast a spell and could never wake up again......

The demon lord looked at the distant backs of the two of them and finally turned into a light, and smiled a little wistfully, as if he had made up his mind.

"Venerable, didn't you say before that you don't have any special feelings for this woman?" Xuanwu expected to be a master who had never experienced emotional experience, but at this time, he poked at the sore spot of this demon venerable without any eyes.

It was also strange that this Demon Venerable did not have any anger, but lowered his head and said, "Yes." Not now, not in the future. She's just a pawn for me. ”

Xuanwu looked at the Demon Venerable, who had always been decisive and resolute, and although he couldn't understand what he said at this time, he felt that the Demon Venerable was a little embarrassed by himself.

Obviously, he was only half healed from his injuries at the Blood Destroying Peak, so he pulled himself to see this woman, and now that he was abandoned here, he was obviously difficult to give up in his heart, but in his mouth, he was "just a chess piece", which really made Xuanwu a little incomprehensible.

"Your Excellency, let's go back first. The great war has begun, and Na Chiyan is now waiting in the main hall. Although Xuanwu felt that it was a bit cruel to say this at this time, he was a killer, and there was only a mission left in the world.

"Let's go......"

The Demon Monarch was dressed in a white robe, and glanced nostalgically at the place where Zhao Hehuan had stayed by the river, and when we met again, I would not be me, you, or you.

The clear voice is long, and the stag is guarding the position. The black eagle cries, breaking off the love and despairing.