Seize My Boyfriend - B4 (12)

“Yangyang, come here.” Jiang Henian spoke softly, his voice sounded very gentle.

But it was precisely because of this tenderness that Mo Zhiyang’s scalp became numb. After hesitating for a long time, he climbed onto the bed and knelt obediently beside him: “Senior brother.” Seeing how obedient he was, Jiang Henian smiled even more gently: “Come up

.

”

Seeing that he didn’t speak, Jiang Henian stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of his hair: “What’s the

matter, Yangyang? Do you want to?” It’s not a matter of willingness or not, well, it’s a question of bending over, Mo Zhiyang pondered, seeing his smile getting softer and softer, he just felt that he couldn’t hide. What Mo Zhiyang dislikes the most is this posture. After all, he has to move by himself, and he is a person who likes to get something for nothing. If he likes to move, why not attack. He was just happy to see him, Jiang Henian coaxed: “Yangyang, just now I was under the bed and heard that man’s voice. That man seems to treat you differently. I’m not very happy.”

ok, ok, I got it.

Just now the opening and expansion are sufficient, now it’s no problem to go straight down, kneel up and sit down slowly with support, swallowed when touching the entrance, and went to see him.

With encouraging eyes in his eyes, Mo Zhiyang gritted his teeth and sat down slowly. When they reached the end, both of them heaved a sigh of relief at the same time.

“Yangyang, move a little bit.” Jiang Henian urged him while holding his waist.

“I don’t want it.” Mo Zhiyang’s temper also came up, and he leaned on his shoulder, not wanting to move it again, and clamped tightly, as if he wanted to move himself. He could only be under his body, crying and calling him senior brother, and he couldn’t think of anything else. If possible, it would be best if he could only think of himself. It was cool, but Mo Zhiyang still had business to say, just about to open his mouth, he was hit hard, on a sensitive point, almost bit his tongue, and his consciousness was knocked away. Wrapping his arms around his neck, he forgot everything. At dawn, Mo Zhiyang sensed a sound beside him, opened his eyes in a daze, and called out coquettishly: “Senior brother.”

“Yangyang, if you’re sleepy, sleep for a while.” Jiang Henian put on his clothes, and before he could put on his outer robe, he came over and sat down on the bedside: “Are you still sleepy?” Mo Zhiyang struggled to sit up, his eyelids drooping, but he still managed to answer: “Brother, I remember something to say.” Seeing him like this, Jiang Henian took the initiative to move over to him, took him into his arms, and let his chin rest on his shoulder: “Say, what’s wrong?” I found Dong Cang, the owner there, very strange, and felt that the people who attacked me had something to do with them.” Mo Zhiyang said, and made another big hutch, unable to open

his

eyes

.

“The Qiushui Bieyuan in Changping?” Jiang Henian frowned. The name sounded strange, and he didn’t seem to appear in the previous two lifetimes.

However, Yang Yang would not say this for no reason, and patted him on the back to comfort him: “Okay, brother, go and see, can Yang Yang sleep for a while?” “Yeah.”

Mo Zhiyang said and closed his eyes again.

After coaxing him to rest, and hearing the sound of breathing calmly, he slowly helped him to lie down, covered him with a quilt, saw that it was getting bright outside, put on his robe and left.

Jiang Henian believed Yang Yang’s words, so after returning, he immediately arranged for people to sneak into Changping first, to see what was tricky inside.

When he got up, he had already left, and Mo Zhiyang lay on the bed to rest for a while: “According to the plot, tomorrow the Jiejiao and the Wulin League will clash, right?” “Yes, they will meet outside Changping, and then fight.

”

“It’s Changping again, why did they meet here before?” Changping is a densely populated place, which is a bit strange.

The system didn’t tell him this question, but joked: “It’s probably because of Feng Shui. Burying on the spot after death is good for future generations.” Without conclusive

evidence, the system doesn’t want to talk about it, otherwise it would be bad if it affects his mentality.

“Why don’t you go to heaven with your mouth?” Mo Zhiyang stood up and washed up. He estimated that if he went out, the head of Qing Yang would propose to go to the vicinity of Changping.

Sure enough, before he went out, the head of Qing Yang came, saying that he found traces of Jiejiao near Changping, and asked to go and have a look.

After Mo Zhiyang hesitated, he still agreed to come down, but asked people to bring less, saying that he was afraid of scaring the snake, but in fact he was just worried that the people of Jiejiao would not be able to beat him.

If Qing Yang knew that the top leader of the Wulin League was actually an undercover agent, he would probably vomit blood on the spot. If he knew that the top leader of the Jie Sect was also an undercover agent, would he feel more balanced?

Seeing the leader sitting on the drum stool in a daze, the head of Qing Yang was a little strange: “Master, but there are still doubts, or is there something wrong?” “No, no, listen to the head of Qing Yang. I am young and I don’t understand

this martial arts. Naturally, I need a lot of help from the head of Qing Yang.” Mo Zhiyang said sincerely.

In fact, Qing Yang also has selfish intentions, wanting to teach Mo Zhiyang to be what he wants.

I am already old, this Jianghu must be dominated by young people, and the leader of the martial arts alliance is still young, if I can lead him to the right path and entrust my thoughts and wishes to him, that would be a good thing.

I only hope that he can be like himself, wholeheartedly for the martial arts alliance, for the world.

This time there were not many people, only a dozen or so, but most of them were highly skilled in martial arts. Except for the master of Jialuo Palace, all the other heads went.

Each of them galloped with their proud disciples to Changping non-stop.

When we arrived in Changping, it was already the morning of the second day, the sky was white, there was no morning glow, and the sky was clear. A few horses rode on the silence of the grove outside the city.

“Report to the leader, the leader, this place is only a few miles away from Changping.” Qin Hong looked back from the front, set his eyes on the leader of the martial arts, and then looked back.

Qing Yang turned to look at him and asked, “Do you want to go in?”

“Yes.” Mo Zhiyang was actually a little hesitant. He had visited at night before, but he was discovered for some reason. They were able to find their place quickly, and Dong Cang’s eyeliner must have been everywhere in the city.

That being the case, then just go in openly, he will know anyway.

Seeing his answer, Qin Hong suddenly said, “Master, I’ll go to the back to see if the others have followed. I’m afraid they won’t be able to find us when they arrive.

”

Seeing them riding away on horseback, Qin Hong’s eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Zhiyang, his vicious look flashed past, and he thought: If you all die at the hands of Jiejiao, then it’s just bad luck for me.

Sure enough, not long after they left, Mo Zhiyang and the others actually ran into someone from Jie Cult head-on, and they bumped into each other on the official road at the gate of the city.

“As expected, it’s you guys!” Qing Yang rode his horse and took two steps forward, protecting the sect master behind him, watching the people on the opposite side vigilantly, not many of them came, only about a dozen of them.

Jiang Henian glanced at Qing Yang. Before that, he still had some respect for him, but after he chased and killed him indiscriminately, that respect also disappeared.

So he covered his mouth and sneered: “So what if it’s me? I still want to say why it’s you.” ”

It’s you people who caused harm to the martial arts world, and the leader came out to do justice for the heavens.” Qing Yang said, but he was worried that the leader would be injured, and he still didn’t forget to protect him.

Seeing him protecting Yangyang like this, Jiang Henian became less hostile towards him: “Your leader, cutie, why didn’t you speak? Instead, he called you.” Hearing him calling himself cutie in public again, Mo Zhiyang blushed, and drew his sword: “You are bold.” Leader, how many catties and taels are there?” Seeing him step on the leaves and leave, Mo Zhiyang also used lightness kung fu to catch up: “I will definitely beat you to

pieces

.

”

The two groups of people looked at it, and they were a little worried. It seemed that it might be a big battle, but it was a pity that they didn’t have the chance to witness it.

A war is naturally a war, but it’s not a big war, it’s a war.