The next moment, "Li Xueqing" looked at the man beside him faintly, then his hands suddenly touched the shoulders of "Liang Yue" and pulled him up with the greatest strength.
Qi Wu???
The woman walked around behind the man, put her hands around his neck, and ordered: "Let's go."
Go??? Where to go???
Qi Wu: "..."
"Madam..., what are you doing?"
"Hmm...hehe."
"...What...what..." Qi Wu's voice trembled slightly, and the woman's tone of voice became more and more familiar.
"hehe."
"..."
Could this be Jiang Su?!!!
Isn't Jiang Su just mocking and ridiculing when she talks to herself?!
No, no, no, no, although this woman was using "hehe" and "hehe", she didn't mean to ridicule or ridicule at all. I didn't even feel the slightest bit of hostility. Jiang Su would never mock herself calmly like this?!!
Wait... couldn't this be the red monk next to Jiang Su?
Qi Wu twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, slowly turned his head, looked at the dull face of the person behind him, and seemed to be more convinced of this idea in his heart.
He swallowed again and calmed his breathing, "Your Excellency...is this the Buddhist cultivator in red?"
Fang Zhe's expression suddenly became a little more colorful, and with a rare flash of light in his mind, he struggled to speak out a few words and asked: "White clothes, Mao...man?"
Hearing the sound, Qi Wu breathed a sigh of relief, then twitched his lips and said in his mind: "...What is a hairy boy? Me? How can I become a hairy boy when I wear a fox fur cloak?" ??”
All he knew was that the monk in red didn't seem to like talking, but his cultivation was advanced. Now that the two of them knew each other's identities, things became easier.
"Do you know our current status?"
This is the most critical thing. Although the two of them act as a couple, they don't know what kind of couple they are. When they meet relatives and friends, neither of them knows how to react.
They are both monks who know each other. The advantage is that they don't have to act. The disadvantage is that they don't even know what the other person's name is!
After asking, Qi Wu suddenly realized that the two of them came to this secret realm together. They saw each other as soon as they opened their eyes. How could they know each other's identities?
As expected, Fang Zhe shook his head and frowned slightly.
"Then let me go first. You are trying to imitate Jiang Su. There is no need to imitate her. Not all women are like her. Your current identity is not like Jiang Su's."
"Huh?" The woman slowly let go of her hand, a little confused.
Why can't it be? Xiaoyixiu... Xiaoyixiu is good-looking...
"Dong dong dong——"
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
"Madam! The eagle has returned. News has spread that 3,000 people from the Iron Eagle Camp have returned. General, he is returning to Beijing!!!"
Qi Wu's heart froze and he immediately walked quickly to the door. Amidst the lightning and flint, he analyzed a lot of information from the words of the servants outside.
His own identity is a general, the general of the Iron Eagle Battalion.
This servant said that he was going back to Beijing, but he is already here, which means that he went home quietly, and no one else knew about it, not even the servants in his own house knew about it. This shows that he has high martial arts skills.
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etc……
Qi Wu's mind changed, and a strange guess arose, "Isn't it possible that I am not the general? It's not impossible! There is a man and a woman living together in the same room, and it is possible that Hongxing cheats and steals people.
Looking for fun!!!"
"No, no, it's possible, but it's not very likely."
He scanned the face of the woman opposite and guessed that she was a decent lady.
He pointed toward Fang Zhe anxiously at the door, pursed his lips in a gesture, and moved softly and softly. He was not like a strong man, but still had the afterimage of the sickly young man he usually was.
Fang Zhe blinked, took a breath, and nodded seriously.
A female voice spit out "Hmm."
The voice is cool and calm, without any twists and turns.
Qi Wu was relieved, glad that he could still communicate with this monk in red. The next moment, his heart started to rise again, and his face turned pale.
No, how could a woman who was waiting for her husband to come home at home behave so blandly when she heard the news that her husband was about to return???
He made wild gestures with his hands in the air, pulled down the corners of his eyes, and frowned as if he wanted to cry.
The next second, Fang Zhe looked at the dark-skinned, rugged-looking man opposite him in shock, with tears slowly flowing down his face.
Crystal water drops slid from the corners of his eyes to his chin.
This is an extremely distorted picture that is difficult to accept.
Qi Wuben is a sickly young master. He likes to act coquettishly to his elder brother Qi Ming on weekdays. He dresses himself up so that lotuses sprout from his clothes, which shows that he is not a hedgehog with hard thorns in his heart. He is a man with interests.
Little fox with claws.
Now he was crying.
A strange sense of grievance and frailty intertwined on a dark-skinned face with stubble.
Even Fang Zhe, who was used to seeing Jiang Su go crazy, was stunned.
He didn't feel anything special, but his body seemed to have discomfort in his stomach, as if a kind of sour water was rising up his throat.
"..."
Qi Wu cried harder, hinting at madness.
"You're crying, you're so sad and excited at the same time! A mixture of sadness and joy is the attitude of old friends meeting each other! You should be more anxious."
Qi Wu almost started sobbing, covering his mouth and winking at Fang Fang.
Fang Zhe noticed the man's emotions, and the discomfort in his stomach made him gasp harder.
The servant outside the door was wondering why the lady's reaction was so dull. The next moment, she heard faint sobbing.
It was raining lightly, and for a while he couldn't tell that the voice was not the general's wife. Instead, he thought:
"My wife and the general have lived in two places for a long time, and the general is fighting hard on the battlefield. Without Iron Eagle, life and death would be unpredictable every day. Now that the wife heard the news that the general is coming back, she burst into tears..."
"It's... what a miserable pair of mandarin ducks."
The servant also felt melancholy, shook his head, and shouted: "Madam, prepare to welcome the general back to the city tomorrow. You can have a good rest and don't get hurt because of this. The letter did not tell anything more about the general. He is very lucky, so naturally
My limbs will be in good health and I will return home safely."
This man is also an old servant of the General's Mansion. He can read Tie Ying's letter, and he is also a considerate and loyal servant of the General's Mansion.
He comforted his wife for a few words, then turned and left. He woke up the others at night and arranged for other servants to prepare for tomorrow.
Listening to the footsteps outside the door gradually dissipating, Qi Wu gradually restrained his nature and calmly touched the tears on his face.
He was really worried. Listening to a thousand people's teachings and ten thousand teachings was not as good as actually experiencing these thousands of secret realms himself.
The key is that this secret realm is a matter of life and death...