Try to rebel today

The assassins came, and the fierce battle has come to an end, and the battle is basically over.

The number of imperial guards has been increasing, slowly controlling the scene, the members of the Ling Tian Gang retreated little by little, and Emperor Wu's chariot appeared again, just as the members of the Ling Tian Gang were withdrawn.

Concubine Mei was fine, except that her clothes were a little dirty and she was a little embarrassed after being frightened, she didn't suffer any injuries, Emperor Wu was very pleased.

When Xiao Ming came back, he mentioned something to Zhou Yao, which was a little strange.

"That Princess Changle looks very smart, but she is very stupid when encountering this kind of thing, she will rush wherever is the most dangerous..."

Ling Tianba smacked his lips: "Are you confused by fright?"

A little girl, no matter how smart she is, can tell which is safe and which is dangerous in such a crisis?

"maybe."

Xiao Ming no longer paid attention to this matter. Anyway, the work that should be done was done, no one died, and it went smoothly: "Then let's go back?"

"it is good."

Zhou Yao nodded.

Several people walked through the dark alley and walked in the opposite direction from Emperor Wu's team.

But as soon as he walked out of the alley, Zhou Yao's eyes tightened, and he suddenly ran in a certain direction!

Ling Tianba and Xiao Ming were puzzled, and hurried to catch up: "Zhou Yao, what's wrong with you? What did you see?"

Zhou Yao gritted his teeth, his heart almost jumped out.

He saw uncle!

The figure that passed by just now looks very much like an uncle!

But in the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

The field of vision here is wide, a long street, there is nothing to cover it, how can people not see it?

"I saw a person..."

He was emotional, and he made a difficult sound, and his voice was difficult: "He is very important to me, you can help me chase and find him, okay..."

Ling Tianba immediately stood up: "Don't worry, I told you earlier, your business is the business of my Ling Tian Gang, tell me, who are you looking for, what kind of person, where were you just now?"

He is good at martial arts, and his facial features are also very strong. According to Zhou Yao's performance, he should have just seen someone, but he didn't feel anything, which is not normal.

Either the opponent is too powerful and far surpasses him in strength, or Zhou Yao is wrong and misread.

But no matter what is going on now, if Zhou Yao has someone he cares about and needs to be found, then they will go to heaven and earth, gather the strength of the whole gang, and they will definitely help!

In the moonlight, the field of vision was unobstructed. Zhou Yao tried his best to look around, but he couldn't find anyone. He also felt that something was wrong. Did he have an illusion because he thought about it day by day and dreamed about it at night?

But this matter, stuck in my heart, always has a result...

Zhou Yao closed his eyes, took a few deep breaths, and calmed down.

"The person I'm looking for is my uncle, Lan Linchun. After receiving the royal decree, I couldn't delay, and immediately set off as a hostage. At that time, he was the only one with me, and he was the only one who took care of me. After entering the land of Chu, after the treasure of the Chu royal family disappeared, he disappeared. Everyone thought he was dead, but—"

He looked at Ling Tianba and Xiao Ming with bright eyes: "I know, he is still alive."

These two people were not fools, and immediately understood what Zhou Yao meant.

Lan Linchun has been missing for a few months, and it may be related to the disappearance of the Chu royal family's treasure. Everyone thought that this person was dead, but Zhou Yao used some method to confirm that this person is still alive.

This is a secret, no one else knows except Zhou Yao.

Now they know.

This is trust and entrustment.

Ling Tianba straightened his back, lowered his thick eyebrows, and his eyes showed determination: "Don't worry, I will do my best to help you find him!"

Zhou Yao was startled, thanked him, and told Ling Tianba about his uncle's physical characteristics.

"Since you have seen it just now, I will search around." Ling Tianba began to count people, more than half of them were selected, and a small half was left for Xiao Ming. By the way, he ordered, "Don't go, take care Zhou Yao sent it back."

Xiao Ming nodded: "OK."

So the two sides separated.

……

The road is a bit long.

The moonlight shines silently, the long road is bright, and the shadows of people are long.

After walking far away, Xiao Ming asked Zhou Yao softly, "Still thinking about what happened just now?"

Zhou Yao shook his head.

He was too excited just now, after all, it was related to his uncle, but now, his emotions have completely calmed down.

He had known for a long time that his uncle was still alive, and his uncle had concerns and difficulties, so he couldn't see him.But as long as uncle is alive, there will always be a day when we meet each other.

We will always meet.

He looked up at the moon and said with a slight smile, "This year's spring seems a bit short."

In April, the weather is suddenly very warm. You only need to wear thin shirts during the day, and even the thin shirts are hot at noon. At night, the wind is warm and there is no coolness.

Xiao Ming saw that he didn't want to talk, but Guan's expression was indeed relaxed, so he was relieved.

"Well, maybe summer will be very long."

The two were walking along the road, and suddenly, Xiao Ming stopped.

He also stretched out his hand and stopped Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao was puzzled.

But he didn't ask, and stopped in coordination with Xiao Ming's movements.

Xiao Ming's ears moved, his complexion sank immediately, he called out the names of the gang members below, and ordered them to disperse in small groups, and most of them rushed to the west, while Xiao Ming carried Zhou Yao with him and performed lightness kung fu. , dashing towards the east!

Now without reminding, Zhou Yao understood: "Is there any trouble?"

"Killer, there are quite a few people here."

Xiao Ming's voice was very calm, and there was no sign of nervousness or fear, but with just these few words, Zhou Yao knew it was not easy.

Who are the killers who come here for?

The Ling Tian Gang, or Zhou Yao?

But now is not the time to ask this...

"Can you get away?"

"hope so."

The sound of the wind is too loud, and it has the tendency to howl. No matter how warm the wind is, if it speeds up, it will not give people a pleasant feeling.

Zhou Yao didn't ask any more questions, and Xiao Ming didn't talk too much. After walking like this for an unknown period of time, a strong wind with a dangerous aura hit him from behind——

Xiao Ming did not let go of Zhou Yao, but cleverly stopped and teleported to avoid the murderous intent, then drew out the long sword with his right hand, turned around abruptly, and fought with the people behind him!

Zhou Yao saw only a flash of sword light, but before he saw it clearly, the opponent fell down, and when he saw it again, he was breathless and blood flowed all over the ground.

So... dishes?

Xiao Ming was also surprised, but he didn't slow down at all while holding the sword flower, and continued to deal with the next one.

The scene was too obvious, so Xiao Ming took him, and he could solve one in twos and twos. Zhou Yao understood that the group who came here were not very strong, and they should be a group of mobs.

But the mob is also human, the advantage lies in the large number of mobs, Xiao Ming's two fists are hard to beat with four hands, plus he is with him...

How the result will be remains to be seen.

Zhou Yao was a little worried.

At this time, a shadow suddenly flitted across the air, and a tall man suddenly joined the battle, killing people like chopping melons and chopping vegetables, killing a large number of people with a few swipes, and quickly approaching this side.

Zhou Yao recognized it immediately.

It's Feng Jiang.

Why did Feng Jiang come here?

How did you know he was here?

Before thinking too much, Feng Jiang has already charged in front of him aggressively.

When he and Xiao Ming were side by side, he stretched out his hand——

The action is obvious, they want Xiao Ming to hand over the person to him.

Xiao Ming didn't move, he didn't see it, or ignored it on purpose, he put Zhou Yao in his arms and changed his position, and didn't ask Feng Jiang to touch him.

Feng Jiangjian immediately lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes.

He didn't leave either, still helping to kill people.

While killing people, he approached Xiao Ming again and continued to reach out——

This time his object of action was Zhou Yao.

Zhou Yao turned his head directly.

Feng Jiang: ...

With a trembling of his hand, he chopped off three heads with one blow.

It was bloody and hot, and it fell to the ground with eyes still closed.

Xiao Ming just pretended he couldn't see it, and continued to kill, kill, kill.

Both of these two were extremely strong in force, and soon, many killers were wiped out, Feng Jiang reserved one, stepped on the ground face up, and asked fiercely: "Say, who sent you here! "

He's not angry, he looks a little scary, this aura, as if he was going to eat people alive, that person was frightened...

Urinated directly.

"Proton...proton...the proton from the Great Zhou..."

After saying a word, he rolled his eyes and was scared to death.

Feng Jiang cursed secretly.

But everyone standing there understood.

The proton of Da Zhoulai is Zhou Yao. This person is obviously not talking about the one in front of him, that is——

Shang Yun is relieved.

Now that there is no more danger, Xiao Ming let go of Zhou Yao, who stood firmly on the ground, his eyes drooping slightly, and his eyes were full of sarcasm.

"This is too much fun, you want me to die."

Now there is no definite tone, Dazhou has two protons, if he dies, there will only be one.

Who can be left, is not true and true.

Xiao Ming sneered: "Obviously there is no way."

Such a person can be sent out to hunt him down, that fake idiot really has no brains, and he didn't even check who is standing by Zhou Yao's side!

He got closer, and said softly: "The person I sent to follow has sent some news. If there is more, this Shang will be useless." After thinking for a while, he said, "This person is too shameless. I don't think there is anything wrong with being so embarrassing at the spring banquet, so don't bother, and it will be the result when the time comes."

Zhou Yao nodded: "Yes."

Regardless of past life or present life, this Shang Yunshu is not a good bird, and he deserves to die.

Shang Yunshu is shameless, playing face-slapping games with him, he doesn't feel anything, shame is shame, he can die, maybe he enjoys it, why should it be done?

Make sure there is no one behind him, dig out enough factual information, and you can really die.

The two were talking in a low voice, and they were very close, with a special feeling of intimacy, as if they didn't see such a big living person standing beside Feng Jiang!

Feng Jiang narrowed his eyes, and walked over with a murderous look: "You two—the relationship is very, no, wrong!"

How can I say that Feng Jiang has helped out today, helping people out of trouble, one yard for one yard, and Zhou Yao accepts his love.

You are no longer a child, and you have to have a correct attitude in dealing with people.

As a result, Zhou Yao could smell Feng Jiang's body before he showed his smiling face.

The rich and sweet fragrance is not the fragrance of peach blossom and pear blossom, nor any kind of natural floral fragrance, but the fragrance of women's powder!

The soft fragrance and the greasy sweetness stained Feng Jiang's neck and the corners of his clothes, as if there was a woman holding him with soft arms, and the two snuggled together sweetly.

Zhou Yao was heartbroken, turned his head and left, and told Xiao Ming at the same time: "I don't know this person, throw him out!"

Feng Jiang gritted his teeth, it was very scary in the quiet night.

"Don't know me? Huh?"

But Zhou Yao was not afraid, ignored people, did not look back, and went straight forward.

As for Xiao Ming, he really stopped where he was, and made a gesture to fight Feng Jiang and throw this annoying spirit out.

Feng Jiang couldn't bear it anymore, he raised his hand and waved Xiao Ming, and quickly swung a wave of hidden weapons to force Xiao Ming away, while he himself rushed forward with his toes and grabbed Zhou Yao The waist quickly jumped out, a few ups and downs, and quickly flew away——

When Xiao Ming avoids that wave of hidden weapons, he can no longer see others!

Feng Jiang ran away after kidnapping him. In mid-air, he felt a pain in his neck.

He didn't stop, didn't let go, but continued to fly forward with Zhou Yao in his arms, until he was far away, a place that Xiao Ming couldn't catch up to.

He was also very thoughtful, instead of stopping in an open space, he stopped on a tree.

The tree was very tall and the space was very small. Zhou Yao couldn't stand alone, so he had to lean on him.

But he still didn't expect that the tree was very tall, and Zhou Yao was indeed not easy to move, but there were branches on the tree... Zhou Yao could stabilize his body with a random grasp, without relying on him at all.

Zhou Yao looked at him with stern eyebrows, his face sinking like water, the moonlight reflected in his dark eyes, and his anger was almost gushing out.

Feng Jiang licked his lips, tilted his head and touched his neck, blood on his hand.

He narrowed his eyes, very surprised.

Why is this little crying bag so angry?

Obviously so smart and so sensible, after so long, the anger should dissipate...

Originally, Feng Jiang thought very well. When he saw someone, he pressed down and kissed him hard to make sure that he was the person from that night. He was almost sure of this. Yao knew how much he liked him, and he was serious.

He wanted to tell Zhou Yao the truth about his feelings.

He wanted to tell him that he wanted to be with him for the rest of his life.

It can be seen that Zhou Yao is like this now...

The expression is wrong, the mood is bad, it is not a good time.

Holding the words in his heart, he looked at the blood on his hand for a long time, and said, "Are you a wild cat?"

Zhou Yao's eyebrows and eyes were as cold as possible: "If you have touched a stray cat, don't come close to me."

Feng Jiang pondered, the voice was wrong...

He looked at Zhou Yao's expression, thought about it for a long time, and finally understood.

The cloak on her body was put on by Miss Rong before going out.

He is acting with her now, nothing else can do, but this cannot be avoided.

Miss Rong is a woman, she knows how to use makeup and powder, and the things she passes on will have some smell. When the clothes are just put on, he can smell it himself. Smell it!

Feng Jiang raised the corners of his lips, took a step forward, and put his toes against Zhou Yao's: "Are you jealous?"

He leaned over slightly, forcing Zhou Yao into a corner, with a strong masculinity in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, his breath and words, flung himself on Zhou Yao's face ambiguously.

Zhou Yao's heartbeat accelerated instantly.

He really...had no way to refuse Feng Jiang.

I like him so much.

The face is a little hot, I don't know if it is red or not.

He pinched his palms with his fingers, and kept his voice calm: "You took so much effort to bring me here just to say this?"

Feng Jiang knew that Xiaokuibao was not easy to deal with, so if he didn't force him, he wouldn't be able to ask the truth, but he couldn't force him too hard, he became angry from embarrassment, and he was the one who was bad.

He changed the subject.

"The 29th of the first month, where are you?"

The 29th of the first month!

Zhou Yao gritted his teeth instantly, where else can he be tossed and tossed by you in that broken mountain cave!

There is a skill that Zhou Yao practiced the best, and he would not be able to spot anyone who is facing him with sharp eyes, that is——

The more unhappy and unhappy he is, the more he can laugh.

"Where am I, and what does it matter to you?"

The voice can not only be calm, but also bring out a little ridicule.

Feng Jiang could guess that he was unhappy and was pretending, but no matter how deep his emotions were, he couldn't reveal them.

Can't ask.

There is no answer.

Feng Jiang was a little frustrated, and stared closely at Zhou Yao's eyes: "Is it you who saved me that day?"

"This is so funny," Zhou Yao's voice was drawn out, and his smile was as bright as spring, "Isn't Miss Rong the one who saved you?"

Feng Jiang suddenly felt a little pain in his heart.

It hurts.

Zhou Yao's eyes were smiling, but he felt that the little crying bag was crying.

As he was crying, it began to rain in his heart, pattering, very irritable.

The word 'Rong girl' seems to be a taboo, full of lethality, as long as it is said, everyone will be hurt.

They may not understand each other from the bottom of their hearts, but some emotions just cannot be controlled.

Feng Jiang sighed.

He touched Zhou Yao's face: "Don't cry."

Zhou Yao slapped him away, and glared at him fiercely: "Which eye of yours saw me cry!"

Feng Jiang raised his hand and rubbed the back of his hand between his lips, as if he was feeling the temperature and touch of Zhou Yao's touch just now.

Zhou Yao gritted his teeth, his face became hotter.

"Did you kill Guan Jin?" Feng Jiang said, "Guan Li bought you outside to kill you."

There is nothing undeniable about this, Zhou Yao nodded: "Yes."

"Where did you kill him? I can't find his body, nor the location of the incident."

Feng Jiang said this very naturally, but who is Zhou Yao, how can he not hear the hidden meaning in his words?

This is to find another direction, to test where he was at that time!

Zhou Yao just laughed: "Why, don't you also have the surname Guan, and you are Guan Jin's uncle—no, nephew, do you want to avenge him and pay me to kill me?"

Feng Jiang was helpless: "I'm talking to you seriously."

Zhou Yao was extremely calm: "I am also serious."

Feng Jiang looked at Zhou Yao quietly.

The black and white eyes seem to be calm, but in fact they are a little flustered, the lips are tightly pursed, and the soft white hands are grasping the branches, because they are grasping too hard, the hands are a little red, and the trunk is too tight to the back, and the whole person is tense Jin, it looks very uncomfortable.

After doing this for a while, when you relax, you will feel pain all over your body.

Feng Jiang suddenly felt a little regretful, he shouldn't have put Zhou Yao here.

Zhou Yao is a proud and stubborn kitten. If he doesn't want to, no matter how hard he pushes him, even if he kills himself, he won't get what he wants.

He shouldn't be like this.

His little crying bag is the orthodox prince of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He stands tall and should always be noble. He will always look at people with his small chin up, always dazzling, and will always make others want to kneel when they see it...

"sorry."

Feng Jiang suddenly hugged Zhou Yao, kissed the top of his hair, then turned around and flew to the tree with Zhou Yao.

At this moment, Zhou Yao suddenly wanted to cry.

I hate Feng Jiang, always like this, if you are unreasonable, you will be unreasonable, if you are domineering, you will be domineering, why are you suddenly gentle!

When he got under the tree and stood firmly on the ground, Zhou Yao still turned his head away and ignored Feng Jiang.

Feng Jiang's heart was full of emotions. He didn't think about anything for a while, and he didn't want to think about this or that. He just wanted to let Zhou Yao know what was on his mind. Feng Jiang had been in the hands of this little crying bag all his life. Hide, don't want to retreat, but still think it's perfect, want to die like this!

"Zhou Yao," his gaze suddenly became solemn, like the surface of the sea where the dark clouds have dispersed on a moonlit night, beautiful and calm, but suppressed by huge waves and endless energy. You don't know, but here I-"

He pressed his left chest with his right hand: "There is a person who has never changed."

"Zhou Yao, my heart—"

Before finishing a sentence, Zhou Yao stopped him suddenly: "Ning Junwang. Are you the Ning Junwang, or the guard Fang?"

Feng Jiang was startled suddenly.

"Speaking of which, you and I have known each other for a long time, but I don't even seem to figure out who you are."

Zhou Yao looked at the moon in the sky and said softly, "Who do you think I am again?"

Feng Jiang felt like a heavy hammer hit his heart.

He regards Zhou Yao as his wife, the other half of his life... But this cannot be said.

Because that's not what he did!

Zhou Yao looked back at him, with a very weak smile and a very weak voice: "Speaking of which, you and I are just traveling together for a certain distance. We have nothing to do with each other, and we don't need to have any contact in the future. You are easy, and I am easy, so this Ning Jun—no, Fang Hu—forget it, whatever you want, everyone is not a child of a certain age, and you will lose your temper casually. If you have something to do, just talk about it. How about saying goodbye?"

Feng Jiang didn't speak.

"Come to me after you think it through. Farewell."

After Zhou Yao finished speaking, he turned and walked forward.

Feng Jiang watched the little crying bag walking away, step by step, getting farther and farther away from him, as if about to disappear in his life.

Can't be flustered.