Miaoman’s body was curled up in a ball on the bed, as if she was still enduring some kind of pain in her sleep.
The young man slowly stepped forward and stretched out his right hand...
boom!
Before he could react, his whole body fell heavily to the ground. His internal organs felt like they were falling apart.
The Dao Yuan in his body was scattered, and his neck was pinched tightly by two fingers.
The man's face quickly turned red, his eyes widened, and he looked at the woman wearing a faceless mask on top of him.
“Yan…Yan…”
The Masked Man Demon glanced at the bottles and jars scattered on the ground and saw that they were all filled with various kinds of medicine. He gently loosened his fingers, but his eyes were still cold: "What do you want to do?"
“You seem... to be seriously injured.” The young man said, his voice full of nervousness: “I want to... help.”
“Little waste.” The masked demon sneered, stood up, walked back to the bed, and asked in a teasing tone, “How can you help me?”
Liang Jiu, a former disciple of Yongguo Qingyunting, was lying quietly on the ground, still trapped in the trembling feeling of dying, unable to break free.
Yanzi turned around and sat on the bed, her graceful figure stilled into a curve. While pushing back her long hair, she wiped away the sweat on the back of her neck, took back her jade hand without leaving a trace, and placed it on her lap.
The tone is delicate: "Fool, what are you still doing lying there?"
Liang Jiu stood up as soon as he was excited. His staggering steps hit the bottles and cans, making a clanging sound, and then he stopped in fear.
“What are you doing?” Yan Zi said angrily, “Are you afraid of me?”
"No, no. I like...I like it." Liang Jiu hurriedly moved forward and crawled onto the swallow tremblingly.
He reached out to unbutton his collar, but he couldn't unbutton it for a long time. Instead, the back of his hand touched the mask without facial features.
"Snapped!"
Yanzi slapped him with his backhand, sending him flying and causing him to roll on the ground several times.
“A spoiler!”
There was anger in the cold voice: "Others have great success in their twenties, but you are like a dog in your twenties! You can't do well as a dog, you are clumsy!"
Liang Jiu rolled around on the ground several times in embarrassment. As soon as he stopped, he quickly turned over and knelt down, his head lowered.
He didn't know why he was slapped.
He didn’t know who Yanzi was talking about, let alone that she was wrong. That Jiang Wang was not even twenty years old.
He just lowered his eyebrows, curled up his energy that had been wiped out long ago, and whispered: "I'm sorry."
"Alas..." Yanzi sighed and seemed to soften a little. He stood up and walked to Liang Jiu, slowly squatting down. The fragrant breeze blew over his nose, and her jade hand touched his forehead: "Sister, I really like it.
You, I treat you well, but how can you stay with my sister like this? My sister is teaching you every day, so you should try your best, okay?"
Liang Jiu was frightened, ashamed and flustered, and made a whimpering sound like a puppy: "Yeah."
The swallow stretched out her hand and took him into her arms.
The two people were close to each other, and they both felt the warmth of needing each other.
Trance is also love.
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At the Xingyueyuan battlefield, the armies of Xiang and Xu were gathered.
The leading general of the Xiang Kingdom is Lian Jingzhi of the Dazhu Kingdom of the Xiang Kingdom. The leader of the Xu Kingdom is Fang You, the military marshal of the Xu Kingdom.
Both of them were famous generals at one time, and they were also the most proficient military masters in the two countries.
But anyone with a discerning eye knows that the outcome of the war does not depend on them.
The two world-famous generals really made a difference, but only one of them made the people believe that the armies of Xiang and Xu were fighting for their own national interests.
The large number of young geniuses from Qi Jing and their respective vassal and vassal countries who crowd the battlefield are the real quality of this battle.
Lin Xian, as the number one genius of the Rong Kingdom, is naturally famous in his own country, but he is not conspicuous in Xingyue Plains.
Bao Bozhao, Chao Yu, Xie Huai'an, Wang Yiwu, Zhong Xuansheng, Li Longchuan, Yan Fu, Tian Chang, Wen Lianmu, Gao Zhe...
Only the young generation of Qi State who arrived on the battlefield are full of talents and dazzling, and there is no room for the geniuses of the small eastern countries to show their faces.
And it is also foreseeable that Rong Guo's careful thoughts shown in the Yellow River Meeting will be beaten in Xingyueyuan.
Hence Lin Xian has kept a very low profile since arriving at Xingyueyuan, and will never leave the camp without an order.
But even so, some things cannot be avoided.
After the Japanese military meeting, almost as soon as Fang You announced the end of the meeting, Lin Xian had already quietly stood up and left the meeting, heading to the camp.
After walking a few steps, I suddenly saw a silhouette of a tall man standing in front of me.
He has a broad nose and broad eyes, is richly dressed, and has a proud face.
Looking down, some eyes are higher than the top of the head.
“Are you Lin Xian?” the man asked.
Lin Xian looked calm and nodded in greeting: "I have met Mr. Gao Zhe."
Gao Zhe, who was half a head taller than him, looked down at him with interest, calmly like a cat playing with a mouse: "Do you know me?"
Facing the heir to the Jinghai Gao family, Lin Xian kept a very low profile: "Small countries dare not disrespect big countries. Lin Xian has done his homework for the names of the talented people in Qi."
“Aha?” Gao Zhe looked around and said with a smile: “This man’s posture is different from the rumors!”
Yan Fu, who was not far away, said: "Brother Gao, what are you doing here? I have another Taoist skill to discuss with you. Let's go to my camp to talk first!"
"Hey, don't worry about it for a moment." Gao Zhe waved his hand and refused to step on the ladder set up by Yan Fu. He still looked at Lin Xian: "I heard from you Rongguo people that after Jiang Wang disappeared, you Lin Xian was the number one in the Eastern Region.
Inner government?"
Gao Zhe's attitude of looking for trouble has become very obvious.
Wang Yiwu, Wen Lianmu and others who were passing by also stopped and looked over.
Zhong Xuansheng and Li Longchuan walked on the other side, but did not speak.
Li Longchuan had no friendship with Gao Zhe, but Zhong Xuansheng could see Gao Zhe's thoughts as soon as he raised his eyes and didn't bother to bother.
Gao Zhe has now consolidated his position as the heir of the family, and his morale is much higher. He came to the Xingyue Plains battlefield for the purpose of gilding and becoming famous. Of course the best way is to show off his power on the battlefield, but stepping on the Lin River Viewing Platform
Envy, but it is also one of the ways. It is also safe and secure.
Bao Bozhao, Chao Yu and others walked away without having anything to do with them. Especially Bao Bozhao, he felt that these were his younger generation, and Bao Zhongqing should be in the same group as them. Zhongxuan Zun didn't even bother to come to Xingyueyuan, and he, Bao Bozhao, usually didn't
He is quite proud of himself and keeps a distance from these younger brothers.
In addition, geniuses from small countries such as Xu, Zhao, Yi, Chang, etc., did not dare to approach at all, and only watched from a distance.
With so many geniuses of the younger generation present, who would be willing to lose face and weaken their momentum?
I think a fight is inevitable.
But Lin Xian, who was blocked by Gao Zhe, didn't even raise his eyelids and just said quietly: "I never said this."
"Oh?" Gao Zhe was not surprised that Lin Xian would give in, but he was surprised that he gave in so quickly, without struggling at all. He took half a step forward and asked maliciously: "Then now in front of so many people
Let me ask you, from the bottom of your heart, how do you compare to Jiang Wang?"
Lin Xian raised his eyes, looked left and right, and said calmly under the watchful eyes of the young geniuses from various countries in the Eastern Region: "I, Lin Xian, would like to be a lackey under Jiang Qingyang's sect. I dare not compare myself to Jiang Wang until I am on my way!"
As soon as these words came out, those who were noisy, noisy, restless...all fell silent.