[Seven-Five] I Long Song

Heavy snow was flying outside the house, fluttering like goose feathers all over the sky, covering all the shady darkness, and the world was vast.

Yang Chizhang patted the warm bed, and called back the people who were leaning against the window to watch the snow: "It's late at night, even Penglai Wonderland can't see a single flower, so it's serious to come and sleep."

Gongsun Ce closed the window according to his words, rolled into Wu's bed skillfully, stretched out his hands to hug Yang Chizhang's thin waist, and buried his face in it.Therefore, his voice was a bit vague: "Chizhang, I don't know why, but I'm always feeling a bit uncomfortable."

Yang Chizhang lowered his head and kissed Gongsun Ce's head, then locked him firmly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The heavy snow fell silently, and the last ray of candle flame flickered and extinguished. So far, the whole Kaifeng has fallen into a sweet dreamland.

The ghostly figure climbed over the high courtyard wall, like a nimble fish swimming in the pure white snow, and suddenly stopped in the courtyard where Gongsun Ce was.

Not long after, snowflakes fell all over his body. From a distance, he couldn't tell there was a living person in the heavy snow.

He is waiting.

Wait for the rhythm of heartbeat and breathing to be exactly the same as the rhythm of heavy snow falling to the ground.

He wants to fully integrate himself into this snow gifted by heaven.

The snow fell more and more, bending the branches.

"Kacha", the crisp cracking sound is particularly clear in the dark night, Yang Chizhang slowly opened his eyes in the dark night, the color of the pupils became darker.

Is it an illusion, why does he feel that there are a pair of malicious eyes watching them quietly, waiting for the right time to give them a fatal blow.

This sudden intuition has always been groundless but damn accurate every time, Yang Chizhang calls it "consonance".This is also considered a unique talent. Facts have proved that Yang Chizhang has never been aimless.

Step by step, the footprints landed on the snow, leaving a black shoe print, but soon covered by more snow.Soi Ying was very patient and persevering, he stepped on the last step with breathless concentration, and stopped in front of Gongsun Ce's door.

The shadow was infinitely elongated, turning into a ferocious beast, which opened its bloody mouth and wanted to choose someone to devour.

No no no no no!This time the feeling is stronger than ever before!

Yang Chizhang, who didn't change his expression before Mount Tai collapsed, heard his heartbeat beating violently like a drum, and there was a chug in his head, as if a voice was telling him, "Run!"

Gongsun Ce, who was already restless and a little sleepy, was also awakened by the sound of "thump-thump-thump" heartbeat in his ears. He opened his tired eyes and was about to speak, but Yang Chizhang covered his mouth.

Yang Chizhang's night vision ability is very good, he picked up Gongsun Ce's scattered clothes and quickly put them on.

No matter how much Gongsun Ce dozed off, he woke up now.

Something is wrong with the current situation.

Yang Chizhang was about to dress himself, but it was too late!

The not-so-strong door was split open by a black shadow outside the door, and the huge and turbulent airflow rolled up snowflakes all over the sky, following the veins of internal force to form a vortex behind it, as if it wanted to kill people. Suck it in.

Everything that followed was like a slow motion in a movie, which obviously happened in the blink of an eye, but when Gongsun Ce recalled it later, it was so clear.

From as small as an expression to as large as a movement, every detail, every detail, Gongsun Ce was like a bystander, who could only watch this close assassination in a daze.

As the saying goes, those who are soft are afraid of those who are hard, and those who are hard are afraid of death.

The killer who wraps himself into a pitch-black rice dumpling is a typical one who is desperate to die. You can see that he pounces on the bed as soon as he enters the door, and claps his hands to his chest. It can be seen that the belief he holds is a Life for life.

Killing one is considered a return of capital, and killing two is blood earning.

When Yang Chizhang saw the movements that were too familiar, he immediately turned pale with fright, why did this group of frenzied human figures appear again? !

Could this be the other big killer that Princess Minghua and the others were talking about?

But judging from their desperate drive and huge lethality, they can indeed be regarded as a big killer.

While Yang Chizhang was thinking wildly, he tried his best to prevent the man in black from blowing himself up, but he took off only his underwear, and there was nothing that could be used as a hidden weapon.In a state of anxiety, Yang Chizhang lifted up the sapphire stream, which shone even brighter in the dark night, and slammed it at the man in black.Then he immediately rolled up his clothes and draped them behind his back, smashed the rear window with his fist, and was about to jump out of the window to escape.

It's a pity that it was a step too late. The man in black was knocked back a few steps by the huge impact force of the sapphire flow. However, the honor and principles of being an Anbu slayer do not allow the mission to fail. They are all dead anyway. Naturally hope Die more decently.

The man in black gritted his teeth, flew forward quickly and slapped his classmate with his palm. Before he died, he got his wish and saw Yang Chizhang, who had no time to escape, his back was scorched yellow by the raging fire.

Yang Chizhang just sent Gongsun Ce out with skillful strength, and immediately felt a wave of heat coming from behind, and then the scorching fire invaded his back. Did the raging fire snake give him a love? Damn.

Grinning his teeth in pain, Yang Chizhang was still quite optimistic, thinking that luckily he just put his clothes on casually, otherwise the fire snake would have kissed his back directly, and the injury would have been serious.Fortunately, the winter clothes are thick enough, and the defense power has at least doubled.

Taking advantage of the huge waves formed by the explosion, Yang Chizhang threw away his burning clothes, held Gongsun Ce firmly with his right hand, and fled far away with his strength.Not sure if someone was still spying in the dark, Yang Chizhang endured the burning pain in his back until he saw a familiar red figure running towards this side from a distance, and then let himself fall into a coma with confidence.

It's just that the right hand still held Gongsun Ce's left hand and refused to let it go, and he didn't know that there were cold tears falling on the back of his hand, which were crystal clear and sour.

The sky was bright, Yang Chizhang's eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly woke up.

A familiar little head was lying on the head of the bed, still wearing the messy clothes.

Yang Chizhang smiled, and gently caressed his smooth black hair with his big hand, but accidentally pulled the burn on his back, and couldn't help but let out a low throbbing pain.

Gongsun Ce woke up suddenly, and found Yang Chizhang's unconcealable pain on his face, and he was a little confused: "Where does it hurt, where does it hurt?"

It would be inconvenient to talk on your stomach, so Yang Chizhang turned his face away and comforted him, "Don't worry, I don't hurt."

"Why don't you worry me! I just recovered from the plague and was burned like this. I really..." Unfinished words disappeared in a pair of red eyes. Gongsun Ce knew that he was a little emotional, but yesterday was a moment of life and death. , Seeing his lover almost die in front of his eyes, no one can calm down.

Any comforting words are pale, and the only guarantee of peace of mind is to see the people in front of you laugh, dance, eat and sleep.

Yang Chizhang understood Gongsun Ce's state of mind at this time, and he couldn't say any more comforting words. He changed places, and he might be even more emotional than Ah Ce.I had no choice but to stretch out my hand and pat the back of Gongsun Ce's hand lightly once and for all. After two or three pats, the man with red eyes grasped it with his backhand and interlocked his fingers.

Gongsun Ce put his face close to the back of Yang Chizhang's hand, and said after a long time, "Chizhang, I will not let Princess Minghua go."

Yang Chizhang enjoyed the intimacy between the two, and said, "I won't let him go either."

The purpose of the daytime assassination is to relax Gongsun Ce's vigilance and pave the way for nighttime actions.Therefore, although there are many killers, their martial arts are not particularly outstanding.The purpose of the night's assassination was clear, regardless of the consequences, it was to kill Gongsun Ce.If it weren't for Yang Chizhang's sixth sense to convince him, it would be impossible for Gongsun Ce to escape this killing blow.

Whether it was the repeated assassinations against Gongsun Ce, or the serious injury involving Yang Chizhang this time, Princess Minghua's behavior touched the scales against both of them.The dragon has reverse scales, and you will die if you touch it. I have to explain that Princess Hua is no longer a cruel girl in Yang Chizhang's eyes, but a boss that must be defeated.

However, today is the day to negotiate a good exchange. Yang Chizhang dragged his sick body to go to the battlefield, but was severely criticized by the doctor in charge: "Do you think you are made of iron?! It seems that Man Da Song You act as if you are serving the country and the people alone, as you are now, if I don’t change your dressings by myself every day, you will lose your skin, don’t you think the scars on your back are very glorious?!”

Yang Chizhang was covered in Gongsun Ce's saliva, looking at his sweetheart who was furious and eloquent, Yang Chizhang seemed to have foreseen his future life.

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Yang Renren Chizhang moved his lips, wanting to argue with reason, explain the facts, analyze the pros and cons, and point out the importance of him returning to the palace to continue undercover, trying to impress this hard-hearted man. The iron doctor who moved.

The iron-faced doctor Gongsun Ce turned a deaf ear to it, and Yang Chizhang added an extra Coptis chinensis to his medicine in front of his face.

In the end, Yang Chizhang even suspected that he didn't burn to death here today, but might die here.

Zhan Zhao, who was busy with the aftermath, knocked on the door and came in to return Yang Chizhang's piano. When Qing Yuliu hit the man in black on the head before, not only was he not damaged at all, but because he was waved by the man in black, he directly blocked it. out on the snow.The heavy snow fell quickly and heavily, so although the huge explosion affected the neighbors, the Qingyuliu buried by the heavy snow escaped the bad luck of the piano being destroyed.

Yang Chizhang smiled slightly, and said: "My sapphire flow is not ordinary, even if it is really in that fire, nothing will happen." The material of sapphire flow is rare and the production is cumbersome. It can also be burned, how can it hold its head up in the big orange martial arts world in the future.

Suddenly, Zhang Long hurried in, and reported with his hand cupped: "News came from Young Hero Bai in the palace that Princess Minghua...is missing!"

"What did you say?!"

The author has something to say:

Chi Zhang: Help me up, I can still fight!

Gongsun: Shut up and take medicine!