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Chapter 1045 1045: Dry wood and fierce fire [please vote]

Lu Jue really did not live up to expectations.

Not only Qi Shan thought of him this way, but he himself also thought so.

Over the years, he has imagined countless scenarios for the two of them to reunite, and he has rehearsed each scenario countless times in his mind in advance.

Perhaps, he is still a lowly slave struggling in the quagmire, and she is still a noblewoman from a noble family, with a well-born husband and filial children; perhaps, he has become famous, fought through thorns and thorns all the way, and finally reached her, but she seems not to remember her last name.

Who is the name? Maybe we will never meet again in our lifetime.

If God shows mercy, what would be the first thing you say when you meet?

Ask her if she remembers herself?

Ask her how she has been these past years?

Ask her if she is willing to go with him?

Or don’t say anything and just pour out your thoughts over a fire?

The familiar figure was right within his reach, no longer the shadowy figure in his dream. Lu Jue's mind was in a state of confusion at this time. His feet were rooted in place, and his eyes were glued to the other person, as if he was born with her.

part.

Qi Zhongshu left, but Lu Jue did not follow him.

When he saw Mei Meng making excuses to say goodbye to Cui Hui, he followed her by mistake. Mei Meng's temporary residence was only two streets away from Cui Hui. Passing by the cloth store, she went in and ordered several pieces of cloth. The color and custom-made style of the cloth were obvious.

It's for an adult man.

After walking around for half an hour, I finally got back to where I was.

The house she rented was not shabby.

Small but complete.

The maid has already put the hot water on the table and is about to come forward to wash him.

Mei Meng motioned for her to go down: "You don't need to wait on me."

The coat he took off was hung on the screen, his sword and other accessories were casually put aside, and he sat in front of the bronze mirror to take off his makeup.

She saw her face in the mirror was like a peach blossom, and the spring color flew to her eyes, which was a rare happy look. Mei Meng was indeed in a good mood today, and the blazing gaze in the dark made her very satisfied. This meant that after many years, Li Li was still alone.

belong to myself.

It’s not in vain that I remembered him all these years.

Under the reflection of the bronze mirror, she saw a broad figure quietly appear behind her. The person was wearing a simple black outfit, and the swollen muscles under the fabric were in an unguarded state of relaxation. Because of him, a big drop fell on her head.

The black shadow enveloped Mei Meng effortlessly. The visitor's palm tremblingly covered her shoulder, and the other hand took off the hairpin.

The black hair without the hairpin is sloping like a waterfall.

Mei Meng raised her hand to cover the back of the other person's hand.

Turning sideways, their eyes met for a moment.

At that time, Li Li still had a youthful look. The facial features of the person in front of him were completely widened, and his eyebrows were both familiar and unfamiliar. This man had a calm and restrained temperament, as if he was a mature man, and he looked like he was ready to kill his prey.

of ferocious beasts.

When he stared at her, Mei Meng felt like a wild beast buried its head in her neck, opened its mouth wide, and carefully used its teeth to test the beating blood vessels under her skin, weighing where to draw its mouth without disturbing the prey, and drag the prey back.

Your own lair.

"Li Li."

Mei Meng narrowed her eyes in pleasure.

His already passionate eyes could drown Lu Jue at this moment.

She called out the name of this old friend who had been murmuring countless times in her dream, and the palm on her shoulder stiffened imperceptibly. The hot temperature flowed down his palm, almost burning her skin. The muscles in the palm were tense, and at the same time, she tried her best.

Restrain your strength.

"Madam, I haven't seen you for many years. How are you?" When Mei Meng raised her hand to him, Lu Jue's body seemed to have its own consciousness. He curled up and surrendered in her arms skillfully, and the tip of his nose was surrounded by the fragrance of his thoughts day and night. "

How has Madam been doing these past few years?"

Lu Jue's body size is several sizes larger now than it was then.

Mei dreamed about it and couldn't help but feel trance.

The young boy at that time rested his forehead on her leg in a surrendered manner, curled up like a big cat with a temper and fierceness, grinning outwardly, and was always willing to bare his soft belly to her. I don’t know how many nights, he was pious.

He held her feet and buried them in his arms, covering them with the hot body temperature of his youth. Now Li Li had changed, he had changed from a big cat to a tiger.

Even if he tried hard to put away his sharp claws, hide his fangs, and surrender to her in a familiar posture, he still could not hide the threat brought by his size. Even in a completely relaxed prone posture, Mei Meng did not doubt that he was lying down.

He can kill with just one breath.

My big cat also started eating people.

He even targeted his master for hunting.

With this thought in his mind, his fingers followed his forehead, pressed against his scalp, and combed his hair. Even a brave warrior has a fragile brain under his skull. In this position, a brave warrior cannot easily

Shiren's lifeline is now completely open to Mei Meng, without any defense.

Mei Meng pinched his face with her fingers.

Bending over, forcing him to move closer to you.

The tip of the nose is almost touching the tip of the nose.

"Do you want me to have a good life, or do you want me to have a bad life?"

Although Lu Jue's posture was suppressed, his eyes were full of affection, ambition and plunder. He tilted his head to close the distance: "Madam, you can live well wherever you go, but it is better only if you are by my side."

Mei Meng let out a chuckle after hearing this.

"Well, it is indeed different from before."

In the past, Lili still had low self-esteem.

When his brother drove him away and humiliated him, Li Li bluntly said that he only wanted to be a male favorite next to Mei Meng, and he didn't mind how many romantic relationships she would have in the future. As long as she could stay, it would be fine. As a weakling, he begged without any bottom line.

Those in power are soft-hearted.

However, this is exactly what my brother hates the most.

In the eyes of his elder brother, Lili is not only a lowly slave, but also a slave who has no bottom line in praying for favor. This kind of slave can only play for fun, tease him a little when he is in a good mood, and forget about it when he is in a bad mood.

There is no need to be sincere with such a person. My brother doesn't mind if his sister has a male favorite, or several male favors, but he does mind if she is sincere with a lowly slave.

At that time, Li Li was completely helpless.

Today, Lu Jue has the attitude of a hunter.

A hunter posing as a prey.

This knowledge caused Mei Meng's blood to surge wildly: "We haven't seen each other for many years, and I am a lot more courageous. I will commit the following crime."

Mei Meng's words made Lu Jue's eyes darken a bit.

He didn't hesitate at all.

The looming distance between the two people was completely smoothed out, and the two breaths with different frequencies converged and even the heartbeats became consistent. Mei Meng bit the offending thief with force on the back of her head, and a smell of rust came out.

The taste spreads on the tip of the tongue.

"Before taking offense, I didn't even ask if there was any marriage in the previous owner's family."

What if she is a married woman?

A military general from Kang State offended a married woman. Isn’t it ridiculous to tell him?

Lu Jue raised his head after a long while, and saw several teeth marks of different shades on the prey's neck: "No matter what, the lady is going to be a widow again, and the husband who wants to come to the lady will not mind."

Mei Mengxiao asked: "What if he minds?"

Lu Jue said: "Dead people have no right to care."

It doesn't matter if the man dies, he will take over the other person's role.

Mei Meng couldn't help but laugh angrily when she heard the sound of fabric being scrapped in her ears: "Lu Shousheng, have you learned this all these years?"

Lu Jue said seriously: "More than that."

As a person who loves to learn, he naturally wants to learn everything.

He always only learns what is beneficial to himself.

Everything that prevents him from going to his wife, or is not conducive to her, is all rubbish. A married woman, a woman whose husband has died is called a widow. Lu Jue looked up at Mei Meng: "Madam, you might as well help teach me a lesson or two, what's the matter?

wrong--"

He clasped the other's hand with his fingers.

"I hope you can correct me and give me some advice."

It wasn't until the moon was at its zenith that Qi Shan, a dark-faced man, waited for Lu Jue.

Lu Jue changed into brand new clothes.

His face and neck seemed to have been chewed by something, with blood oozing from them.

These injuries are not deep, but very superficial.

Not to mention Lu Jue's current strength, even a low-level warrior can completely erase the scars with a little movement of martial energy, and it takes less than half an hour. Lu Jue's injuries are so obvious, he obviously kept them himself, and it can be seen

Pray for kindness and say it hurts your eyes.

"General Lu, can't you be more upbeat?"

Lu Jue touched the wound with his fingertips: "I'm so proud of you."

As soon as he got closer, Qi Shan could smell the obvious scent of powder on his body, which was exactly the same as the scent of Bai Rimei Meng. Qi Shan didn't dare to think deeply about whether Lu Jue's "fighting for strength" was serious or not.

He took several deep breaths in succession and gritted his teeth: "General Lu, just try your best. Remember not to fall into the enemy's beauty trap - General Lu can't control Mei Jinghe."

Lu Jue did not respond immediately.

He was lost in thought for a while: "Well, don't worry."

Qishan: "..."

He didn't dare to think about what his colleagues were thinking.

Lu Jue and Mei Meng are a perfect match to a certain extent!

"Madam is indeed very vigilant. I wanted to take this opportunity to take her away, but she fell into the other party's spell and found out her intention. Alas, she was kicked out." Lu Jue asked with a hint of annoyance.

Shan, "Does the book of prayer have any countermeasures?"

Literary scribes are easy to kill but difficult to catch.

Lu Jue originally wanted to cheat and attack the other party while he was distracted, but was caught by the other party. He could only clean up in the courtyard with cold water and was kicked out by his wife. He did not seize such a good opportunity.

It won't be easy next time.

Qishan: "..."

He had reason to suspect that Lu Jue was showing affection.

Any action that is not done in a cruel way is a sign of unresolved feelings.

Qishan said angrily: "No!"

He didn't believe how difficult it would be for Lu Jue, a brave warrior, to beat someone to disability and take him away. If he didn't do this, it would only prove that the two were flirting. If he had known this, he would not have informed Lu Jue of Mei Meng's news.

, you can also secretly find an opportunity to kill Mei Meng.

Of course, there is a high probability that you will miss.

Mei Meng frankly said that looking for opportunities to break through proved that she was only one step away from perfecting the path of a scribe. A literary scribe with such strength also possessed an unknown way of being a scribe, which was difficult to deal with. She didn't have a single or two in her hand to save her life.

Trump card, is it possible?

Qi Shan was furious when he saw Lu Jue.

Asked: "Didn't you trick her out?"

Lu Jue asked back: "For example?"

Qi Shan said: "What is her way of being a scribe, or what is the opportunity for her to perfect her way of being a scribe."

He asked confidently, which earned Lu Jue a strange look.

Qishan: "You didn't ask?"

Lu Jue said in a dull voice: "Qi Zhongshu thinks that when men and women meet again after a long separation, they don't talk to each other about their feelings and inquire about these sensitive contents? Madam is a literary scholar. If you really want to talk to her, you will be tricked by her. Who would do it when the love is strong?

Are you in a bad mood?"

It's really outrageous.

Qi Zhongshu only has business on his mind, which is admirable.

Qishan: "..."

Lu Jue asked his soul: "Is there a Qi Zhong Book Club?"

This problem is as lethal as a wake-up call.

Qi Shan was completely pissed off.

Lu Jue looked at Qi Shan who had a particularly strong reaction and scratched his head in confusion.

If at other times, he could have preserved the mark left by his wife, but his identity was different now. As a general, he could not show off in the camp with obvious traces of ambiguity. Not far from the camp, he was lucky enough to erase all traces.

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The scent of makeup and powder on the clothes also dissipated completely.

As soon as he stepped into the military camp, Lu Jue returned to his usual serious and cold self. Only people familiar with him could tell that he was in a particularly good mood today.

"Prayer book, check it."

Qishan paused: "What to check?"

Lu Jue pointed at himself: "Of course you are checking me."

Literary scribes have as many methods as stars. Lu Jue doesn't have much direct dealings with this group and has little experience, but he understands Madam well enough. With Madam's temper, she likes to kill two birds with one stone.

Take advantage of yourself.

Qishan looked stunned and understood.

He immediately recruited medical doctor Xinglin and his reliable colleagues.

Doctor Xinglin found nothing wrong with him.

"The general has abundant energy and blood, is in a good mood, and couldn't be healthier." Doctor Xinglin hurried over, thinking that something had happened to Lu Jue. As soon as he saw the other person's face, he knew that he was not sick, and his pulse was steady and strong. It was a waste of his time to visit the doctor.

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Lu Jue said again: "Please take a closer look."

Doctor Xinglin checked again and everything was as before.

Lu couldn't help but doubt his own judgment.

Gu Chi arrived late, but he looked like he knew everything. After the doctor Xinglin left, he did not forget to remind Lu Jue: "General, can you stop thinking? It affects the weak patients too much..."

Although there are only fragments of Lu Jue's voice, many of them are inappropriate for children, which is very embarrassing for Gu Chi.

He knew that Lu Jue and Mei Meng had met without opening his mouth.

Who told Lu Jue that there weren’t even any female mosquitoes around him all these years?

Once he breaks the vow, his wife will be the only one left.

Lu Jue blushed in panic and apologized.

Gu Chi was not angry anymore and rolled his eyes in prayer.

He and Lio Jia knew earlier that Mei Meng had appeared in the Northwest Continent, but they never informed Lu Jue. Before he had time to vent his anger to Qi Shan, this guy leaked the news in advance, which was more than enough to succeed!

"Does the general suspect that he has been tricked?"

Lu Jue: "I do have this suspicion."

A careful inspection will help him feel more at ease.

As a hunter, how can I easily fall into the trap of my prey?

Gu Chi and Qi Shan didn't find anything wrong either.

Until Cui Xiao came out of nowhere and snorted.

"Check the Wu Danhu Talisman."

The three people praying: "..."

The three of them all looked at the Wu Dan Tiger Talisman on Lu Jue's waist, and Lu Jue asked: "When did the military advisor come?"

Cui Xiao: "..."

Can he say that he came with Gu Chi?

Gu Chi: "..."

Even if Cui Xiao manually blocked his voice, he wouldn't notice it.

The three of them actually discovered an encrypted word spirit in the Wudanhu Talisman.

The triggering of the spirit of speech requires an opportunity.

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Please don’t enter the dark room in this chapter.


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