No matter how crystal clear the blue lake is, it becomes dim as soon as it gets dark.

A cluster of bonfires ignited on the golden sand piles by the lake, like the sun falling down, illuminating people's faces red. Rong Luoyun sat in this red light, with a halo all over his body, his legs were on his knees, and his hands were pulling his knees.

This is a very peaceful look, and there is a bit of boredom hidden in it. After a while, he used a branch to stir up the fire, and opened his hands to bake, and his palms were scorched hot.

After a while, the rustling sound was the movement of the soles of the boots stepping on the sand. Rong Luoyun turned his face to distinguish it, and shouted at the dark void: "Is that you?"

That voice was crisp, with joy, and was cleaner than the sky in the desert. Huo Linfeng approached step by step, imitating his calm voice, and replied, "It's me."

Rong Luoyun laughed, and when Huo Linfeng also entered the firelight, he saw the hare in the other's hand. Gray-black, quite fat, he gave up struggling by pulling his ears, and looked very coveted.

Huo Linfeng threw the rabbit into Luoyun's arms, wiped his face, and wiped off the fine sweat in the cold night. "This thing runs so fast that it makes me chase it," he complained, leaning over to his armour for his sword.

Rong Luoyun hugged the hare, heavy, and when Huo Linfeng came with his sword, he unconsciously hugged him tightly. "A sword kills you?" he asked, looking up, "how painful it is."

Huo Linfeng turned to the old account: "When you stabbed me with a sword, don't you think that I will hurt or not?"

"..." Rong Luoyun choked, thinking that Huo Linfeng hated that old incident, so he reached out and grabbed the corner of the other party's clothes and tugged, feeling a little helpless in his ingratitude.

Huo Linfeng took this set, holding his sword, and asked, "Then kill or not?"

With a grunt from his stomach, he was extremely hungry. Rong Luoyun stroked the back of the hare's neck, and suddenly, for some reason, he stroked it with force, and the hare swallowed softly.

Huo Linfeng was so speechless that he pretended to be compassionate. This deadly method was more efficient than anyone else. A fat and strong wild rabbit was killed, skinned and pierced, and roasted on a roaring flame.

As soon as the night fell, the temperature in the desert dropped sharply, and the cold wind rolled the blade without mercy, making people shiver. Rong Luoyun's body in Drizzle Jiangnan was so hard to suffer, he curled up and kept moving to Huo Linfeng's side.

Arm to arm, Huo Linfeng raised his hand, hugged Rong Luoyun in front of him, undressed, opened two layers of jacket and middle jacket to wrap the person, and each other's bodies cuddled by the flames.

Rong Luoyun asked, "How about the two days of war?"

Huo Linfeng said, "It's not a real fight."

Rong Luoyun didn't know how to march and fight, so he couldn't tell if he wanted to ask in detail, but he wanted to know, so he could feel at ease. He wrapped around Huo Linfeng's waist under the layers of clothes, and even reached into his lining, his palms against the broad and warm back.

I felt the small bumps, which were the scars left by the battles in my years.

He caressed slowly and relieved the rushing cold wind. Huo Linfeng lowered his head and touched Rong Luoyun's little bun with the tip of his nose, and said, "We got the secret letter, so Azate didn't dare to act rashly. The recent fight was just a test. ."

Rong Luoyun asked, "How long will it take to test?"

Huo Linfeng said: "The long term is one month and two months, and the short term is seven or eight days." He tightened his arms and put his arms around each other, "I hope it can be dragged on a little longer. There is a lot of wear and tear in the early stage, and our army needs time. rest."

Rong Luoyun remembered that it was said in the secret letter that the Chi Na army would fight to take Huo Linfeng's life. "You said, Manzi's Chi Na army is really that powerful?" He didn't believe it, "Why is Chen Ruoyin so sure?"

Huo Linfeng said truthfully: "I don't know." He chuckled, as if helpless, "Huo Jiajing, Moheru's sharpshooting team in the past, every brave teacher must also be a famous teacher, but Chi Na's army is me. Never heard of it."

So mysterious, knowing oneself and not knowing the other, inevitably makes people apprehensive.

"Firstly, the China army has been training secretly and has not yet fought. Second, it belongs to the Kipchak tribe. In the past, there was no relationship between our army and the Kipchak, and it was not understood." Huo Linfeng analyzed, "Three Come, born out of thin air, a group of masters assembled."

Rong Luoyun raised his head suddenly: "Master, from Jianghu? People from the Central Plains?"

Huo Linfeng said, "Where there are no rivers and lakes, of course there are masters among the barbarians." After the rabbit was roasted, he tore off a rabbit leg that was tender on the outside and tender on the inside, blew it, and stuffed it into Rong Luoyun's mouth.

Long ago, he was so hungry that his chest was on his back, but Rong Luoyun was hesitant to eat. If on top of Huo Linfeng, there are some little hooligans that get in the way, wouldn't it be really dangerous then?

"I..." He swallowed a mouthful of meat, "I also want to go to the battlefield."

Huo Linfeng was chewing on the other one, almost choking, but then Quan Shi didn't hear it clearly and ignored Rong Luoyun. Rong Luoyun didn't want to give up, holding up the roasted rabbit leg, and repeated loudly: "I want to fight with you too."

Still unresponsive, Rong Luoyun rolled around twice, stood up, his thin body was reflected in the glowing firelight, and he was still holding the rabbit's leg tightly in his hand. He was so funny, but full of enthusiasm, staring stubbornly at Huo Linfeng and waiting for a response.

Huo Linfeng ate at a leisurely pace. After eating, he threw the bones into the fire, opened the water bladder and poured two cold springs. Having eaten and drank enough, he imitated Luoyun's previous appearance, intending to reach out and grab the other side's clothes, but he could only grab a little of his trouser legs with a short fight.

Pulling and pulling, he said, "No."

Rong Luoyun said: "The two of you and I together will definitely be more secure than you alone, why not?" He squatted down, "I've been worried all the time when you go out to fight in the past two days. I want to follow you and help you."

Huo Linfeng understood the feeling of worry. He had tasted it. As early as when Rong Luoyun was alone in Hanzhou, he had a thorough taste. Of course, it is better to be afraid than to take risks, and he will never agree.

The battle on the battlefield is different from the duel in the rivers and lakes. The latter only has a few people, while the Liaoning and Liaoning deserts will have thousands of troops. It is not difficult to kill one person, it is not difficult to kill ten people, but it is difficult to kill a hundred people, but it is difficult to kill a thousand. Not a hero, but a beast, and even Yan Mo.

Huo Linfeng did not allow Rong Luoyun to be like that, nor did he want Rong Luoyun to see himself like that.

The flames crackled, and Huo Linfeng raised his face, as if looking at a lively Bodhisattva who was angry. This Bodhisattva was very stubborn and insisted on crossing him.

"Rong Luoyun," he called out, not being polite even with his first and last name, "Your parents died on this land, are you going to be in danger here now?"

Speaking of Tang Zhen and his wife, Rong Luoyun's face changed slightly, but he didn't let go: "This is different."

Huo Linfeng said, "Why is it different? They died under Huo Zhao's sword, and now you are going to die for me, Huo Linfeng." He turned his head and smiled, a little self-irony, like a tide of helplessness, "So, the Huo family It's too shameless."

Rong Luoyun didn't want to listen any more, so he leaned forward, and the rabbit's legs fell to the side, covered with fine sand. He pressed Huo Linfeng and rolled twice, entangled in the darkness.

Far away from the bonfire, the light is dim, but it can be seen clearly.

Huo Linfeng said, "Even if you and I are ruthless, I should hold you in my arms and make up for you in this life, not to mention us..." He was tired of talking afterward, but he could not express his feelings, so he stopped.

Rong Luoyun was irritating: "What are we, you're done."

Huo Linfeng said deliberately, "We are as good as brothers."

Rong Luoyun didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh. He was hugged by the waist, so he couldn't help laughing: "Fuck your mother's brother." He cursed softly, and the ending couldn't hide his embarrassment, "It's obviously like a husband and wife."

Huo Linfeng's Adam's apple rolled: "Then you should be better, otherwise, what should I do if my father-in-law and mother-in-law come to me and ask me the guilt?" If you have any mistakes, how can I explain to her?"

Speaking of Rong Duanyu, Rong Luoyun suddenly died, like a withered white sandalwood flower. When he left Xiganling, he was in a hurry, only lied that he was in retreat and practiced the exercises, and left without seeing each other.

There are also the master, the elder brother, the third and fourth, and the disciples of the palace. Rong Luoyun thought about it now that he and Huo Linfeng had known each other for less than a year, but he left his relatives, friends and brothers here alone for the sake of each other.

Is this Saibei savage too attractive, or is he too affectionate.

For a while, Huo Linfeng asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Rong Luoyun regained his senses and replied, "I'm thinking about... setting up a formation."

He lied, just in time for the dead branches to burn out, a bonfire to extinguish without nostalgia, and all the guilty consciences were hidden in the darkness.

The two climbed up in the dark, Huo Linfeng whistled and ran from the lake in the wind. The good horse knew the way, carried them to the camp, and returned to the camp in time for Zi Shi.

"Linfeng, a lot of people." Rong Luoyun shouted first.

There was a group of soldiers and horses gathered at the entrance of the Yingkou. They looked closely. They came from the Dingbei army camp. Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun dismounted from their horses and rushed into the camp. They saw Huo Jinghai frowning.

"Big brother," Huo Linfeng called out, "why did you come from the camp?"

Huo Jinghai saw him returning: "Let's talk about the account!"

Huo Linfeng hurried to keep up, the eldest brother has always been calm, but when he came late at night, he showed impatience, something must have happened. The three of them entered the tent before and after, and it was too late to sit down. He asked, "Brother, is there something wrong with the camp?"

Huo Jinghai said, "Cejun's book was stolen."

Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun's expressions changed drastically at the same time. Ce Jun Zhezi recorded the military situation and all operational arrangements, which were crucial secrets. Huo Linfeng roared in a low voice, "How could something so important be stolen?! You can't be joking!"

Huo Jinghai explained: "Ce Jun's book is naturally kept well. I just finished writing down the arrangement of the front army, and the lights in the tent went out immediately. The thief is not a steal, but a robbery."

With great courage, he sneaked into the Dingbei army camp, entered the tent, and took it from Huo Jinghai. Rong Luoyun had never seen Huo Jinghai's martial arts, but he knew that he was as embarrassed as Huo Linfeng, that thief was really amazing...

Huo Jinghai said: "My plan was only a backup plan, so I hurried over to see if your side is safe."

Huo Linfeng always carried the book with him. After returning, he went to Blue Lake and didn't have time to put it down. When the incident happened suddenly, he couldn't believe it for a while, and asked, "Brother, are you no match for that person?"

Huo Jinghai held a grudge against his face: "That person can do it with ease, but his inner strength is unfathomable." The town general, admitting defeat was rather difficult, "He is better than me, but I don't know how much better than me."

It shows that the other party is not trying his best, and that he does not need to do his best.

Rong Luoyun remained silent for a while, always feeling that something was wrong. Suddenly, he asked, "General Huo, are you chasing him?"

Huo Jinghai nodded: "Naturally, he tried his best to catch up, but he couldn't catch up."

Martial arts are not matched, but Shenlong Wuxiang is the second best light skill in the world, so he can't catch up with his best efforts? Does that mean that... Huo Linfeng suddenly looked at Rong Luoyun and said slowly, "That person is using Bafangyou."

In the world, Rong Luoyun can master this feat of light art, and the former flower thief Cha Xiaotang can also, but Cha Xiaotang is dead, his master...

Not only can he defeat Huo Jinghai, but he can also travel in all directions.

Rong Luoyun said in astonishment, "It's Uncle Qin Xun!"

The author has something to say: Xiao Huo: Too bad, it feels like can't beat it.

Xiaorong: me too orz