Secret arrows are hard to defend

Seeing that Lu Xuandu was about to walk out swaggeringly with him in his arms, Song Wuan finally realized the embarrassment of the posture at this time, his hands were free, he immediately pushed Lu Xuandu away, and turned over.

Lu Xuandu glanced at the empty embrace with pity, and Song Wuan took off the shackles on his wrists two or three times: "Let's just leave like this? What about Mofengbao?"

Lu Xuandu smiled, and said in a teasing tone: "So Wuan is such a person who repays grievances with kindness? Never mind him, let's go."

"It's all about Feng Zechuan, but the girl Feng is—" Before Song Wuan could finish speaking, Lu Xuan threw the mask, grabbed his hand, and rushed out of the room with a lot of noise.

This alarmed the guards sent by Feng Zechuan all around, and the two of them were already trapped in a tight siege.Lu Xuan smiled at Song Wuan without any haste: "Now is not the time to talk, let's go."

Song Wu'an originally wanted to get angry, but when he smiled, he immediately lost his temper, so he could only silently recite a sentence: beauty deceives people.In this situation, he can't allow him to think too much, and if he doesn't get out, I'm afraid Lu Xuan will also fall into it.Song Wuan took the medicine, and now that his internal strength has not yet recovered, Lu Xuan smiled triumphantly, hugged Song Wuan again, tapped his toes, and swayed a few feet in the blink of an eye.

The light body technique of lying on the cloud bridge is the most suitable for crossing. If you learn the ultimate, you can take a long breath and you can stay within three hundred feet without landing.Lu Xuandu brought a person with him, and he fluttered down a hundred feet away. It looked effortless, which showed that his kung fu had almost reached the extreme.

It's a pity that in the eyes of others, although his posture is chic and elegant, he always seems to be running away, so the guards of Mofeng Castle followed closely behind without fear of death.

Lv Xuandu took Song Wu'an straight to the stables and pulled a good horse, looked at the black crowd in front of him and sneered, the long silver chain from his sleeve flew out, quickly sweeping away a large area.Relying on his tyrannical internal strength and being unstoppable, he insisted on opening a path and galloped away with Song Wu'an on horseback.

Behind him, the originally silent Mofeng Castle became restless, and when they came to a fork in the road, Lu Xuandu immediately abandoned his horse, and contentedly carried Song Wuan to the direction of Yecheng.Even though Song Wu'an wanted to object, but during the two of them fleeing, his internal strength didn't recover, so he could only treat himself as dumb and acquiesced to Lu Xuandu's actions.

The unique white stone city wall of Yecheng is very conspicuous between the grayish-yellow sand dust and the dark green shade of the trees. After going around, it turns out that I have arrived in Yecheng again.

Song Wuan struggled for a while, and said with some embarrassment: "Let me down."

Lu Xuandu immediately wept and blamed, "Wuan, how can you cross the river and tear down the bridge."

Song Wu'an was stunned, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge?Where can we cross the river and tear down the bridge?It was clearly all his fault.

However, Lu Xuandu refused to reason with him, but leaned over and kissed him lightly on the lips, and put him down with a smile: "This is Lu's hard work."

Song Wuan raised his eyebrows slightly, since he decided to try with Lu Xuandu, he would naturally not resist getting close to him, he smiled, and kissed Lu Xuandu lightly on the lips.

Lu Xuandu's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved closer: "It's not enough, I still need to kiss."

Being a beauty, a lover, and a sweetheart, Song Wuan was naturally happy to coax him, so he followed his will and kissed him again.As thick-skinned as Lu Xuan, he immediately hugged Song Wuan happily and refused to let go. He kissed and touched people, which took advantage of him.If they hadn't heard the human voice, they would have pulled the curtain and had sex directly.

Song Wuan's cheeks flushed a little red, he lowered his head and quickly straightened his clothes, dragging Lu Xuandu to enter the city.Seeing his sparkling brows and blushing cheeks, Lu Xuan was heartbroken again, and walked into the city contentedly holding his hand.

"Little five?"

This voice was all too familiar to him.

Song Wu'an paused for a moment, turned his head in disbelief, and it really was Wei Yuzong.There were three of them, and the one holding the horse was the former Xie Mobai who had met once, and the current Xie Ziran.The man on the horse was wearing light green clothes, with a sword on his waist, he had never seen it before, but his face was pale, and he seemed to have suffered serious injuries.

Song Wuan suddenly felt an embarrassment of being caught for doing bad things, and couldn't help but blushed even more, and couldn't help coughing lightly: "Senior Brother Eleven, Mr. Xie. And this—"

The man in the light green clothes bowed his hands to him, his eyes lightened slightly, his amber brows slightly curved, and he revealed an extremely sincere smile, "I'm lying down."

"It turned out to be Fu Qingluan Fu Shaoxia." Song Wuan immediately replied very politely: "Did Fu Shaoxia get injured?"

Fu Qingluan hesitated for a moment, then shook his head: "It's just a relapse of the old disease, just rest for a while and it will be fine."

Seeing his expression, Song Wu'an immediately understood that the question was a little too far, and smiled at him apologetically: "Fu Shaoxia take care of yourself." Fu Qingluan responded with a smile, and thanked him.

After the two exchanged greetings, Wei Yu, who stood beside him for a long time, looked at Lu Xuandu coldly, and said faintly: "I don't know if this is—"

"This is—" Song Wu'an's thoughts turned, saying that the lover is too frivolous, the lover is not even a lover, and the sweetheart is too nasty, so he couldn't think of a suitable title for a while, and said with a twitch: "My friend, Lu Xuandu."

Wei Yuzong glanced meaningfully at the two hands clasped together: "Oh? So they are friends—"

Lu Xuandu, who was standing next to him, turned dark immediately, and was about to withdraw his hand immediately.Song Wuan didn't notice for a moment that he was thrown off by him, and his fingertips that suddenly lost their temperature trembled. He glanced at Lu Xuandu in a daze, and wanted to pull Lu Xuandu's hand, but in front of other people , I felt a little embarrassed again.After hesitating for a while, he had no choice but to withdraw his hand pitifully.

If you don't notice it for a while, the good cabbage will be arched by the pig.

Wei Yu, who was watching the whole process, showed a smile like a flower, Xie Xie secretly thought that something was wrong, every time Wei Yu smiled happily, someone must be unlucky.

"I don't know if this Mr. Lu is a Geng this year? It seems that he is five years younger and older."

Fine.At least he didn't point his nose and say that he is an old cow eating young grass.

Lu Xuandu was in a bad mood, too lazy to argue with him, and slowly raised his eyelids: "Lu Mou is thirty and three, speaking of which, both you and Wuan can be called my uncle." He bowed to Weiyu He cupped his hands: "I have something important to do, so I'm leaving first." He glanced at Song Wu'an, saw that he was indifferent, annoyed in his heart, snorted coldly, and walked away.

"Eh?"

Song Wuan just wanted to follow him, but Wei Yuzong grabbed him, raised his voice slightly twice, and said to Lu Xuandu's back: "It's okay to leave."

Wei Yuzong was very proficient in adding fuel to the flames, Lu Xuandu paused, and immediately became furious, wishing to pull out the balance and smash the boy's head.

Song Wuan is his, so why should he keep it for Wei Yuzong?Lu Xuandu pursed his lips and turned around abruptly, rushed to Song Wuan's side in three steps at a time, snatched Song Wuan's wrist from Wei Yuzong's hand, pulled him to his side, and said The blunt "farewell" made Song Wuan want to leave.

Song Wuan cast a helpless glance at Wei Yuzong, smiled apologetically at him, and followed Lu Xuandu without stopping.

Lu Xuan tugged him hard, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Let's go, why are you so reluctant? Am I not prettier than him?"

"..."

Seeing that Song Wuan hesitated, Lu Xuan stopped immediately, pointed at Wei Yu and said, "Aren't I prettier than him?"

Not far away, Wei Yuzong obviously heard this sentence, he slightly raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Wuan, obviously waiting for Song Wuan's answer.

The man's unreasonable desire to win.

Song Wuan just wanted to help his forehead.He thinks this is a proposition.

Seeing that he didn't answer for a long time, Lu Xuan said pitifully: "Wu An, you have changed, can I not compare to this eye-catching vixen in your heart?"

Wei Yuzong sneered: "Your Excellency, you might as well look in the mirror before you speak. With your appearance, you are ashamed to call others a vixen?" Do you have the skills to keep your face? Naturally, the judge will be judged."

The blue veins on Lu Xuandu's forehead twitched slightly, and he looked at Song Wu'an with a particularly unconvincing look, and said with gritted teeth, "What does Wu'an think?"

"Um—" Song Wuan's gaze lingered between the two of them for a while: "Well, I think Brother Eleven is naturally better-looking." His cheeks were flushed, and his voice was like a mosquito, and he said quickly: "But I like you."

Lu Xuan was stunned for a moment, snorted, and asked in a low voice: "I can't tell you are quite good at coaxing people. How much do you like me?"

Song Wuan cast a glance at Wei Yuzong and his party, remembering what he said just now, his cheeks blushed, and he disappeared at the gate of the city with a whoosh.Lu Xuan laughed and chased after him.

Seeing the two disappearing at the gate of the city one after the other, Wei Yuzong could almost see the evil spirit above his head, Xie Zi patted him on the shoulder as if to comfort him.Although he won, why is it so blocked?

On the other side, Lu Xuan had already caught up with Song Wu'an, and held him back with a smile: "Why did you leave? Wu'an hasn't said how much he likes me yet."

Song Wuan didn't want to flirt with him in the street and attract people to watch, but just buried his head and let him drag him away, complaining in a low voice: "It's not that you insist on arguing with Eleventh Brother."

Lu Xuandu gently took his hand: "It's about you, of course I want to fight." He gently whispered in his ear, his voice was low: "How much do you like me, Wuan?"

Song Wuan felt embarrassed, stretched out his hand to push him, and took two steps back. He didn't want to answer this question, so he simply asked: "Then how much do you like me?"

"Me," Lu Xuandu said with crooked eyebrows, and he seduced people's hearts lightly and neatly like a small hook, "It's like the moon in the water facing the moon in the sky, and the flowers in the world facing the flowers in Huangquan. I will love you as much as you like me." How much I like you." He lightly stroked Song Wuan's palm: "Let's find a place, and I'll tell you slowly, okay?"