"Young master, the lark remembered the words of the young master, and it was a flying pigeon to contact the young master, so I haven't seen the young master for several months. The lark sleeping next to Xiaochen only wore a close-fitting coat and snuggled tightly in Xiaochen's arms.

"You have done a good job, do you know? Our happy days are coming, when you and I have the opportunity, no longer ask about the mundane affairs of the rivers and lakes, be a pair of fairy couples, we must take you to the mountains and rivers and lakes of the world. Xiaochen looked at the lark in his arms and said things he didn't believe.

The lark was excited, got up and kissed Xiaochen's face, naively thinking that all the suffering she had suffered before was worth it. Looking at Xiaochen, his eyes were full of happiness. Xiaochen looked at her, felt her affection, as if she had been stimulated by some kind of stimulation, the fire that had just been extinguished instantly ignited from her heart, burning all over her body, turning over, and pressing the lark under her, the quilt was pulled, and it was a cloud and rain.

I don't know how long later, the two of them lay flat, the lark's eyes showed a hint of anxiety, Xiaochen noticed her strange appearance, and asked on her face, "What's wrong with you?"

Skylark said: "Now that I have handed over my body to the young master, then I can't go back to Cold Moon Palace." ”

"No! you have to go back!" Xiaochen's eyes flashed with a hint of unhappiness, but he disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Skylark was a little angry and said: "Now that I am no longer a virgin, if I am discovered by other female disciples of the Cold Moon Palace, I will die without a place to be buried." ”

Xiaochen hugged her into his arms again, and said softly with his lips close to the lark's ear: "You still have one last task, and after completing this task, you can stay with me forever and never have to go back to that ghost place again." ”

Although the lark heard Xiaochen say this, he was not happy at all, because every time Xiaochen asked her to complete the task was not simple, any previous mission was very dangerous, and it was a capital crime to be discovered if she was not careful. What's more, Xiaochen doesn't know how many times he said that this is the last task, but every time it's not, saying this again makes the lark a little disappointed, sometimes thinking of the words of the palace lord of the Bright Moon Palace, the men in the world shouldn't believe it.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Xiaochen continued: "I promise that this must be the last time, and I swear here, if I lie to you, God ......"

The lark hurriedly pressed Xiaochen's mouth to prevent him from continuing.

"I believe that the young master is, why should the young master make such a poisonous oath?"

Xiaochen smiled knowingly.

"I knew you meant it to me. ”

The lark said coquettishly: "The young master is really bad! I know that the lark has no resistance to the young master's smile, so the young master said, what is the task." ”

"I heard that the four swords are already in the Cold Moon Palace, I want you to help me steal them!"

The lark in Xiaochen's arms raised his head and looked at Xiaochen in surprise.

"Less...... Young master, are you telling the lark to die?"

"Why do you think so? It's too late for me to love you, how can I let you die?"

"But...... But ......"

"You have to believe in yourself, as long as you have faith in yourself, nothing is impossible in this world. ”

Xiaochen saw that the lark still had some apprehension in her heart, in order to let her eliminate this emotion, she bit her lip, and her hand was not idle, touching the sensitive place of the woman, up and down her hand, making the lark's whole body itch and unbearable, and she was a little impulsive.

The lark's heart beat faster, his breathing accelerated, he was panting, his whole body became a lot hotter, his face was red, and the infinite spring color was under Xiaochen's eyes, which aroused the lark's interest, but Xiaochen didn't do what he should do, which made the lark very uncomfortable.

"Young master......" There was a smilishness in the voice of a girl.

Xiaochen pretended not to understand, as if he had run out of interest. got up and sat on the bed, picked up the clothes at the bedside and prepared to leave, which made the lark who tasted the sweetness for the first time how willing.

"Is the young master angry?"

Xiaochen didn't answer, and glanced at her, with a deep meaning in his eyes that he couldn't see.

"The lark promised the young master, the young master still don't leave today, stay and accompany the lark, okay?"

Xiaochen looked at the lark and found that she was a little pitiful.

"How can you achieve great things with compassion?" This is a sentence that Xiao Xiangzi often teaches Xiaochen, and Xiaochen immediately discarded this kind of mercy that hinders the success of great things, the fault is not herself, but her, the fault is that she is a woman, and she just met a man who wants to achieve great things.

This trick is really easy to use for women, Xiaochen admired her wisdom a little, and thought in her heart: "Regardless of whether the lark succeeds this time or not, this is her last mission, this time there is a chance that it will not succeed, if she succeeds, then she will definitely not be able to go back to Cold Moon Palace in the future." "Because I once said that when he treated the lark as a woman, she was a woman, and when he didn't treat her as a woman, she was a tool in his hand, and now that the tool is worn out, it's time to replace it with a new one.

"Is the young master still unwilling to stay with the lark?"

"It is a reward to see you so obedient today. ”

"What reward?"

Xiaochen didn't answer, and covered the two of them with a quilt, and it was a lot of rain and clouds.

Song Zhekun has fainted for three days, Song Yuanjian has been at the bedside for three days, even he himself is a little surprised, if he didn't dare to be interested in men, he would have thought that he was in love with a man. I used to fight with Song Zhekun and basically lose, but when I saw Song Zhekun win and laughed on the side, I wanted to go up and tear his big mouth apart. Every time I make a fool of myself, I see Song Zhekun gloating, and I want to go up and slap him a few times.

Now Song Zhekun, who is jumping like a monkey, is lying quietly on the bed like this, Song Yuanjian is really a little unaccustomed, maybe there is one less person who quarrels, maybe there is one less person who drinks wine and eats meat, but it should be more of a love from childhood to adulthood. Although Song Yuanjian himself didn't figure out what love and righteousness were, he still attributed this unhabit to brotherhood.

When the people of Chivalry Villa swore an oath to the lord of the Xiao League, they said that they would share life and death and weal and woe, but now Song Zhekun is seriously injured, except for himself by his side, he has not seen a single ghost. Especially Chen Peng, the head of the Huashan faction, usually flatters him the most, but now he is gone, thinking about it so much, Song Yuanjian seems to understand something.

Just now I said that there were no ghosts, but now a ghost is coming, holding a wine jar that can hold more than a dozen catties of wine in both hands and breaking into the door. The ghost in the fog sent Yu Yong to say: "Song Da Dharma Protector doesn't have to be too sad, Song Er's Dharma Protector is only seriously injured, and it's not dead, a man sighs every day, what kind of body does it be? Song Er's Dharma Protector will be cried to death by you if he doesn't die." ”

Yu Yong's words are a little unpleasant, but this is the reason. This is the way it is in this world: everyone likes to listen to nice words, but often good words are not true.

Song Yuanjian laughed at himself: "Lao Tzu can anyone think that he will come, but I didn't expect you, the turtle son, to come, it is really unpredictable and unpredictable." ”

Yu Yong was stunned when he heard this.

"Why did you call me this turtle son to come? Everyone is hosting for Xiaomeng, my colleague is injured, why can't I come? After Yu Yong finished speaking, he really picked up the wine jar and prepared to leave.

"Since...... Here it is, that ...... How about just have a drink with me?" Song Zhekun on the bed didn't know when he had woken up, and as soon as he woke up, he saw Yu Yong hugging the wine jar and wanting to leave.

Song Yuanjian was overjoyed, unable to speak excitedly, tears rolling in his eyes.

Song Zhekun said: "Dead fatty, Lao Tzu is not dead yet, are you crying early?"

Yu Yong said: "Hahaha, Song Er's protector is funny, don't talk about it, hurry up and drink a cup." ”

Song Yuanjian hurriedly helped Song Zhekun up to the table, Yu Yong took out two large bowls and put one in front of Song Yuanjian and Song Zhekun.

Song Yuan Jian said: "You only prepared two bowls for three people?"

Yu Yong said: "I use the jar directly." ”

Song Yuanjian said: "Your turtle son uses a jar, which means that we can only drink one bowl?"

Yu Yong-for-tat: "I only prepared a bowl for you!"

Song Yuanjian immediately picked up the wine on the table and drank it all, handed over the bowl and said, "Hurry up and fill it for Lao Tzu!"

Yu Yong hurriedly spat into the wine jar and said with a wicked smile: "Are you sure you want more?"

was so angry that Song Yuanjian threw the bowl to the ground.

"Your Dog's Day......"

Song Yuanjian scolded for a while, Yu Yong ignored him, just barked like a dog beside him, and touched Song Zhekun's bowl every time he took a sip, and his mood was not affected by Song Yuanjian at all. Others may not know, but Song Zhekun knows it very well in his heart, don't look at Song Yuanjian scolding Yu Yong at this time, spitting scolding, that is when he sees himself awake and happy. It's just that everyone expresses their happiness in a different way, some people laugh, some people cry, and some people become a wild dog that has gone crazy like Song Yuanjian.

Song Yuanjian was probably tired of scolding, so he sat aside to rest, preparing for the next round of battle. Finally quieted down, Yu Yong asked, "Is the Thousand-Faced Scholar really so powerful?" When the alliance leader asked me to spy on him for several months, I didn't see that he could also do martial arts. ”

Song Zhekun glanced at Song Yuanjian, and still had palpitations.

"If it's more serious, it should be this dead fat man who injured me, I was injured by his attack on the heart!"

Yu Yong was a little puzzled, he was also present at the time, it was obviously Qing Huaen who injured him, how could he say that it was Song Da Protector? Could it be that Song Zhekun's brain was broken?

Song Yuanjian said: "I seem to have heard the master of the Xiao League say that his martial arts are called rotation, or what is movement?"

Song Zhekun said: "Dou Zhuan Xingxing?"

Song Yuanjian slapped the table and made a sudden realization.

"Yes, yes, that's what turned the stars. ”

Song Zhekun said: "Why did the ghost suddenly ask about this?"

"Oh, nothing, I just didn't figure out how someone could fool my eyes. Yu Yong's heart has already determined that if the thousand-faced scholar is really the kung fu of "Fighting and Turning the Stars", then he is the murderer who killed the previous Dongying Iga faction, even if it is not him, he can't get out of it, because there are not many people in the Central Plains who can do this "Fighting and Turning the Stars" kung fu.

Yu Yong has today's status, completely relying on the full cultivation of Yamashita Igako, it can be said that Yu Yong has the grace of recreation, and he came to the Central Plains not far from Dongying, and the biggest purpose is to avenge Yamashita Igako.

Song Zhekun saw some clues from Yu Yong's eyes, but now it is an eventful autumn, everyone sweeps the snow in front of the door, and does not care about the frost on the tiles of others!