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An Chongyu took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Xue Chong, the red fold was inlaid with golden patterns, and his big hand covered it, for fear that the rain would splash down in the slightest, and explained: "You can take it to ensure that you can travel unhindered along the way, after leaving Yunzhou, you will be incognito and be a man with your tail between your legs, and the chief manager does not want you to appear in the Tang Army's fiefdom!"

Xue Chong had been hanging for a long time, and his whole body was as numb as ten thousand needles and thorns, he reluctantly got up, put away the official documents, and said puzzledly: "Thank you for the grace of the chief steward not to kill, but ...... But the old man's wife ......" He wanted to speak and stopped, and it seemed to be clear in his heart.

An Chongzhi's face was gloomy, and he squinted his eyes and said: "You are a person who understands, you don't need to say much from the official, the chief manager pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, and Mrs. Leng has her own inexhaustible glory and wealth." ”

Xue Chong smiled bitterly, his body staggered around the crowd, and he walked extremely hard, he knew that Mrs. Leng was in trouble, but he didn't even look back, didn't even look at Youluan again, and almost crawled out of the pear orchard. It was as if the five-flavor bottle had been overturned in his chest, and the ups and downs of life were condensed overnight, and he only felt that his ears were buzzing, and his head was empty.

Xiao Mo looked at Youluan sideways, and seemed to feel deeply guilty for her unfortunate death, and couldn't help but secretly say: "I think you are also a famous prostitute, quite talented, but it's a pity to follow the wrong lang, Xu is wrong, if Lao Tzu stays alive, he will definitely teach you a good lesson for this big worm in Yunzhou!"

When he saw An Chongzhi standing by the collapsed terrace, he could just think of an idea to slip away, and then smiled and said, "The younger brother has landed in this field now, can the eldest brother still recognize me?"

With a big hand on the end of his eyebrows, An Chongzhi raised his head slightly, stared at Xiao Mo's bloodshot eyes, and said with a straight face: "How can the oath you said be invalidated? Whether we live or die, we will always be good brothers! Virtuous brother can rest assured, the Lord in charge is the one who takes the world, but the Son of Heaven, and will never be angry with you." ”

Xiao Mo pretended to regret it, and said in a trembling voice: "People are inherently dead, it is the way of heaven and people, what is there to fear? It's a pity that the little brother can't always accompany his brother, and even the tokens of our worship have fallen into the cold pool, and we can't see things, we can only think about our feelings of righteousness out of thin air, which is really a great regret in life!"

An Chongzhi was moved to tears, and he actually spoke with a crying tone, "The virtuous brother is not afraid of life and death, and he is dedicated to remembering the feelings of righteousness, which can really be said to be a great love and righteousness! However, this helmet is unusually heavy, and it will not fall with the flowing water, so I will send someone into the water to search for it. ”

The crow army looked at each other, and jumped into the cold pool, the water of the pool was already above their heads in an instant, and they could only see the endless bubbles floating up, disturbing the withered knotweed water chestnut leaves, and soon someone climbed ashore with steel helmets.

Xiao Mo was overjoyed and said: "Sure enough, it's still there, it's really pitiful! That brother quickly put the little brother down, and I can put the helmet on my body." ”

An Chongzhu shook his head and said: "It is already a taboo in the army to have a private conversation with the virtuous brother for the sake of the elder brother, if you let the chief know that I let you down, not only will the virtuous brother's life be lost, but I am afraid that I will not be able to escape the blame!

Xiao Mo said in his heart: "Lao Tzu can move around at will, what do you want your helmet to do? Your grandfather is actually busy in vain!" said on his lips: "If you don't say it, I won't say it, who will know, why is my brother so stubborn?"

An Chongzhi looked resolute, and arched his hand: "Take care, brother Xian, there are still important things to do for my brother, so I will retire first!" After saying that, he led the crow army out of the pear orchard, leaving Xiao Mo messy in the wind.

Late night came quietly, a few red candles were placed in the veil, flickering with a faint cold light, shining directly on Xiao Mo's haggard and pale cheeks, he reached out to touch the candlelight, but found that he was still bound by hemp rope, difficult to move.

The cold wind blew, rolling up the past of the mat, Xiao Mo scolded in his heart: "Your grandfather, if you don't starve to death if you hang it all night, you will freeze to death, Lao Tzu will die if he dies, but he will never see his wife again, it's a pity to think about it!"

He suddenly remembered Xu Wanqiu's cold and beautiful face, and he really missed those painful times with her, although he was bullied a lot, he was comfortable from the heart, and even felt that the purple gold folding fan was so kind, but where was Xu Wanqiu, the rivers and lakes were so big, I am afraid that I would not have a chance to see each other again in this life.

The idle clouds close the moon, the drizzle is like cotton, the wind is green, the tiles are flying, the floating windows are made of jade, the interior furnishings are simple, revealing the elegant wind of the inker. There is a marble flower case in it, there are various celebrity laws on the case, the pen is like a forest, the west wall is hung with a picture of splashing ink and smoke and rain, and there is a couplet on the left and right, mentioning: "The smoke and the wind and bones, the spring stone swings the eunuchs".

On the east side, there is a soft couch that resembles a cloister, and the green gauze tent is lightly rolled, revealing Xu Wanqiu's graceful figure, her white shirt, cloud silk and ink dye, and the whole person is tied to the bed.

She stared at Shi Jingjiao angrily, the blood on her waist was dark, and she was still clearly distinguishable through the gauze clothes, and said slowly: "Do you know who I am?

Wan'er's voice was slightly hoarse, perhaps because she was used to men's clothing since she was a child, and she had to hide the woman's message, which was really incompatible with her elegant and feminine appearance, and it seemed extremely incongruous.

"No matter who you are, whether it is Chang'e in the middle of the moon or the Nine Heavens Fairy, as long as it falls into Shi's hands, you are my personal belongings, and you will inevitably mark me!" Shi Jingjiao sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Xu Wanqiu domineeringly, rubbing his hands in front of him, and he actually reached out to untie Wan'er's clothes.

Xu Wanqiuhua's face was pale, and she exclaimed: "You...... What are you going to do?"

Shi Jingjiao smiled cynically, and when he was young, he was handsome like a carving, with mature charm, and a little kingly style, and said with a smile: "This lonely man and widow are in the same room, what do you say Shi will do?"

Xu Wanqiu's eyes were as cold as autumn water, and her nose was higher than that of ordinary women, like a fairy in a painting coming from a dream, and said angrily: "If you dare to be rude to this girl, I will ...... I will never let you go!"

Shi Jingjiao laughed and said: "You don't move now, and you only watch from a distance with such a beauty, isn't it tyrannical to destroy the heavens? Even if Shi is rude to you, and the raw rice is cooked into cooked rice, what can you do with me?"

He quickly unbuttoned Wan'er's clothes, lifted up the plain white clothes, revealing a thick layer of gauze around his waist, and a little red on it was shocking, but he still couldn't hide her graceful figure.

Shi Jingjiao held Wan'er's slender waist with both hands, leaned her face over, breathed her faint body fragrance, and said with an evil smile: "Sure enough, Miss Wan'er is not only beautiful, but also has such a rare figure, it's a pity that you have a rough personality, a hoarse voice, and a more masculine behavior, but no one is perfect, Shi is already content!"