The cold wind is bleak and the frozen soil is stiff. Winter in the north always comes longer. If it were in the south, the cold weather is gradually fading, but here is the time when the winter is the strongest.

In the resident passage, several patched coarse cloths sealed the open air three sides, and the other directions were handed over to the earthen wall.

Although the windproof conditions are simple, the tent is filled with mist, warmth. Inside, a man and a woman are staring at the rolling pots, and the fog in the room is caused by it.

"Isn't it okay?" the girl asked as she licked her lips like a puppy, smelling the fragrance that kept coming out.

"No hurry, it's time to get ready." The young man on the other side calmed down and sprinkled a handful of powder into it while speaking. Suddenly, the rolling liquid turned bright red, and a pungent spiciness also emanated.

"Ah Yeh!" The girl couldn't help but move her head back, "Tang, what are you putting it? Why did the smell become so strange?"

"Uh, a little condiment." The young man took a breath of spicy breath with enjoyment on his face and kept nodding, "Well, this is the taste! Hotpot, it's not spicy or fragrant!"

"I still think... well, it's so spicy, can hot pot be eaten with this hot pot?" The girl seemed worried, "I think the taste just now was pretty good."

"Whether it tastes good or not, you can tell if you try it!" The young man stabbed a piece of meat with a fork and handed it over.

"Ah, is that okay?" The girl took it with a look of surprise, then looked around and looked around. Seeing that the flesh was cooked, I don't know how it tasted.

"Eat quickly, the juice is almost flowing!"

"Oh!" The girl was still very brave. After hesitating for a while, she put the slices of meat into her mouth. "Hao Lahe! Well, Weidao is so obedient, Hen Haochi! (It's so spicy, um, the taste is weird, it's delicious!)"

The girl grinned and commented while chewing quickly.

"Haha, it's not bad! This thing is delicious in winter... Well, this jar is too small, otherwise you can make a double pot and you can choose the taste yourself."

The girl swallowed the slices of meat, blinked her eyes and asked: "Double pot? What is that?"

"Uh, this... well, just put things in the middle to divide the pot in half!" The young man gestured on the clay pot with a knife and fork.

"Oh... Isn't it enough to just use two pots?"

"Uh, a great idea!"

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Needless to say, these two men and women who were facing the pot are Tang En and Joshia.

After Tang En made a big fuss on the tactical department on the day he came back, he went back to rest. He was really tired, and he had reached the critical point of load for more than ten days of continuous pursuit and six or seven days of life in the dark tunnel.

Of course, there is still a little tiredness. Tang En has always been very casual about his plan for his life in another world. If it weren't for the killer system and if it weren't for the hatred of Sethman, he might have become a civilian in another world. Joining the gray-clothed army, on the one hand, he certainly has the intention of using the team to enhance his strength to revenge Sethman. On the other hand, it is also to help Joshia. Tang En has really not left many traces in the other world. One of the few friends is his positioning coordinates in this world.

To be honest, Tang En is not optimistic about Joshia's great dream. He came from later generations and knew better than ordinary people how difficult this road would be. It was not until later that he learned that the group of the Gray Clothing Army that he had a little confidence. After all, this is at least better than starting from scratch, right?

But now, Bolai's murderous intent woke him up a little. Although he still can't figure out why Bolai wanted to kill him, it can at least prove it. This gray-clothed army, which looks very united, is also dirty, and not everyone has a simple idea as Joshia!

Forget it, I didn’t expect to succeed, so I just need to manage the gray space. Then I will take these people to surround Sethman, and then... let’s see what happened next.

This is what Tang En thought now. In the past two days, he had never been out of the house for the rest of the time except for finding Luosha. Luo Sha and the others did not blame him for the beating of Bolai this time, which surprised him a little. Tang En knew the most about how serious Bolai was. Crushing the leg bone was just a minor injury, and the blood and energy he instilled in the end was the key. If you guessed correctly, Bolai could only breathe a sigh of relief now.

However, since Luosha and the others didn't say it, Tang En naturally couldn't remind him politely. In the end, he just ordered Mithur and the others to collect information about Bolai. He said he wanted to investigate, that was not a lie. Even if he couldn't find anything after a long time, he had to know where the enemy behind him came from.

"Hmm, huh, huh, huh... so spicy!" Joshia kept gasping and panting, stretching and slimming his red tongue. It was so delicious to eat hot pot, but the sequelae were also quite serious.

"You can eat so quickly!" Tang En handed over the kettle and teased him.

Tsk, Joshia rubbed the water stains on her mouth and stuck out her tongue, "It's so delicious, and it's so warm now."

"If you like to eat, I'll put some more." Tang En grabbed some vegetables and mushrooms and threw them in.

"Yeah, OK!" Joshia took another sip of water and agreed. Then she blinked and said, "Tang, your injury is not serious, right?"

"It's okay!" Tang En's injury has indeed improved a lot after several days of cultivation. His physique is becoming more and more abnormal now. He vaguely felt that he recovered faster than when he was injured last time. Tsk tsk, if this continues, he won't become a monster. It seems that it is necessary to ask the old butler...

"So, is it an excuse for you not to attend last night's celebration party?"

The Gray-Clothed Army won such a great victory, so it is naturally to celebrate. However, when he invited Tang En last night, he refused because he was not healed. David and the others participated, needless to say, they were naturally praised as the focus of the crowd and enjoyed the heroic treatment.

"Uh..." Tang En touched his nose again. He was really not interested in this, and this kind of reward was better than sending something.

"Everyone is very disappointed!" Joshiyanu nodded and then said, "Let me tell you, Aunt Luosha seems to have made arrangements for you and the gray space. Don't refuse this time."

"Uh, let's talk about this now!" Tang En raised his eyebrows and arranged it. The last time he saw Luosha, the other party didn't mention it. But then he put this aside and changed the topic, "Oh, by the way, where are Frey and the others who came back with me now?"

Frey and the others are of great value. It can be said that Frey is a ready-made general. Don had mentioned it to Losha before and suggested that they be kept in the Gray Clothing Army.

"They...they're staying with those noble young men these days. Aunt Luosha has specially arranged people to take them to visit the gray army." Because they often follow Luosha, Joshia's news is now well-informed.

"Traveling? And those prisoners?" Tang En opened his mouth in surprise and said with his hands spread out, "This is a mound of passages and a dilapidated tent. What's the point of visiting?"

Joshia waved her hand and said softly: "Of course not this, I'm going to see the soldiers and people. Well, the people who accompany her will talk about the actions of the gray-clothed army, their ideas, etc."

"Oh!" Tang En suddenly realized. Luosha's intention was indeed brilliant. On the surface, the gray-clothed army really had nothing to attract. But its intention was very noble. If it was used well, it would resonate very much, just like the civilians who voluntarily surrendered to him before. But to bring those noble young people together? Well, these people are not so easy to transform...

During the chat, the small clay pot was quickly eaten by the two of them.

"Hiss, hiss, it's so delicious, Gugu, I must tell Aunt Luosha this method to let her promote it in the entire army." Joshia grabbed the kettle and poured it hard.

"Uh..." Tang En opened his mouth, the kettle was mine...

"Huh?" After drinking, Joshia also found something wrong. Her kettle was relatively petite.

Jade's face turned slightly red and she stuck out her tongue. Joshia handed over the kettle, "Dang, sorry."

"It's okay... Uh, yes." Somehow, Tang En suddenly paused.

The stretched and compact tongue, the slightly raised red lips... Tang En was a little stunned, uh, just a little...

Women are always sensitive. Although there is a kettle between them, Joshia still feels the focus of Tang En's sight. For a moment, a red glow flies on her cheeks, her lips tremble, and she wants to speak but is ashamed!

Looking at the two thin lips that became bright and wet because of the spicy condiments, twitching up and down, Tang Enben's gaze, which was about to leave, was once again concentrated.

The tent became quiet, and only the soup in the clay pot was still bubbling with water, an atmosphere called ambiguous gradually spread with the hot fog.

The same-sex repulsion and the opposite-sex attract is the eternal truth. Sometimes only one medium or an opportunity is needed, and this golden and jade word will be confirmed.

At some point, the two began to get closer. Well, well, to be precise, it was Tang En who was getting closer...

The kettle was tightly held in front of Joshia's white fingers, which seemed to represent resistance and fear. Who knows... But in Tang En's eyes, Joshia who made this move seemed even more weak and pity.

Tang En swallowed his throat and slowly lowered his head... It seemed that it was the influence of hot pot. At this moment, he felt like walking in the desert, his throat was in full bloom, and the sweet spring was right in front of him!

Joshia's body trembled slightly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her lips trembled slightly... It seemed like a small white flower in the wind and rain on the roadside.

It was a long time to say, but the distance between the two was too short. As they kept getting closer, Tang En's lips finally touched the soft and soft.

The contact of the entity made Joshia's eyes magnify a little more instantly, and her pupils were sometimes as empty as clouds, and sometimes as dreamy as glass.

...

"Joshia, are you in there?"

Uh... Su, Tang En and Joshia leaned back instantly. At this moment, the speed was extremely fast, and Tang En even brought a series of phantoms on the back of his head.

"I, I, there are people looking for me, I, I, I, I, I, I,..." As he stammered, Joshia quickly got up from the chair, turned around and ran towards the door.

"Uh, chair..."

Bang!

“Jar.”

Bang! Crash!

Just a few steps away, Joshia was struggling, and the tables, chairs, and pottery jars were knocked down.

After finally walking to the door, I was about to lift the curtain, I paused, took a few deep breaths, and then lowered my head and walked out.

"Uh, door curtain!"

Bang!

In order to prevent the cold wind from blowing in, there was a small buckle on the curtain. Joshia hit her head and naturally bounced back and sat on the ground!

Joshia's face was flushed, and she didn't care about the pain. She immediately stood up again, lifted the curtain, and walked out quickly.

"What did Joshia's voice just now? He was broken... Uh, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, well, Borg, let's go!"

The sound of fast footsteps is getting farther and farther away...

Tang En in the tent was still sitting in a daze, knocking on his forehead for a long time.

"Tang En, Tang En, you are a killer, why don't you have this ability to control yourself...what were you thinking just now..."

Touched his lips and his nose.

"Tang En, Tang En, you are a killer, this speed is too slow... your tongue doesn't stick out..."
Chapter completed!