With a puff, Rong Luoyun laughed when he heard the words, and cursed in a low voice, "How shameless".
Huo Linfeng not only did not fight back, but also nodded cooperatively. He looked at Rong Luoyun's eyes that were bent due to laughter, and his curved lips, and said, "From entering the camp to this moment, you finally smiled."
As soon as he said this, Rong Luoyun's smile immediately subsided, his brows and eyes were unbent, his lips were pursed, and he turned his attention to petting the horse. Freshly brushed, the hair was damp, and he only used his index finger to draw on the horse's back.
Huo Linfeng stared at the reserved one-finger Zen, and the situation in the morning was circling in his mind. The clothes were unbuttoned, the shoulder injury was bandaged again, and there was a jar of ointment that was forgotten. Black ointment, bitter, contains paeonol that is cool and analgesic.
He sat up to get dressed, but when he looked down, he saw a little dry ointment condensed on his stomach, his fingers were big, and the traces were rubbed upwards, as if he had been touched by his fingers. At that time, he was puzzled, but seeing the man touching the horse now, he had a vague guess.
Huo Linfeng probed bluntly: "After changing the dressing last night, did you touch me?"
Rong Luoyun was shocked, how did he find out? His movements are obviously very light, is it when he presses his Adam's apple, or when he asks a question? After thinking for a while, he whitewashed and said, "I'll see if you have any other wounds, and I just touched a few."
How many places? Huo Linfeng laughed, one place in his abdomen was enough for him to be surprised, there were actually several places. "Touched the scar on my lower abdomen?" The other party nodded, so he asked while guessing, "Touched the waist too?"
Rong Luoyun nodded and pulled the stirrup embarrassingly.
Huo Linfeng rolled his eyes and asked, "What are you doing secretly kissing me after touching my waist?"
Rong Luoyun was startled again: "Nonsense!" He was anxious in his head, and all the jingle bells poured out, "I only touched the waist, abdomen and chest, pressed the Adam's apple, and rubbed the stubble."
As I said that, I realized that there was a long list, like a disciple. Turning his face to take a peek, Huo Linfeng looked at him calmly, his eyes flickered, and he suddenly understood the quilt.
"You don't need to be secretive in the future." Huo Linfeng said, "You can touch anywhere you want, as long as I have it on me."
These words are extremely ambiguous, the speaker is not ashamed, but the listener is perverted. Rong Luoyun thought silently, what's in you, don't I have it? Not only that, maybe even more majestic.
Each with their own emotions, it's time to lead the horse.
The two turned back to the shooting range, the sky was clear, and there was a row of straw targets a hundred paces away. Huo Linfeng picked out a curved bow, weighed it, and asked Rong Luoyun to try it while standing still.
Rong Luoyun drew the arrow and drew the bow, closed one eye and aimed at the bull's-eye, and shot an arrow neatly.
Huo Linfeng reported: "Miss the target, come again."
Rong Luoyun shot the second arrow, and Huo Linfeng continued to report: "Missed, come again." Repeatedly, until the sixth arrow finally hit. If on the battlefield, six arrows are enough to kill the enemy, Huo Linfeng whispered: "Where is the riding and shooting is not good, it is obviously too bad."
Rong Luoyun could hear it clearly, people in the Jianghu were aggressive, and the majestic palace master had a good face, so he was angry. He stretched out his hand and drew another arrow, stretched the bowstring to the limit, and suddenly the bowstring snapped with a bang.
The air suddenly condensed, and he was at a loss for what to do while holding the broken bow.
Huo Linfeng loved and hated, angry and laughed, and the image of Rong Luoyun holding a tank appeared in his mind. "A good bow is hard to make, it's a prodigal." He scolded, "The one who destroys a bow in the army is punished twelve times. If you are a soldier, your ass will bloom."
It was so embarrassing to shoot an arrow just now, Rong Luoyun was very sensitive at the moment: "A mere twelve sticks is not enough to relieve the itching." He had just boasted to Haikou, but when he saw Huo Linfeng approaching his side, he was slightly nervous.
"What-"
Before the word fell to the ground, he was slapped on the buttocks.
Huo Linfeng replaced the army staff with his callused big hands, and landed on the ball of buttocks lightly and lightly. Relying on no one, through the clothes, with a thick face. With this palm, the tormenting dream of last night came true.
"Is that enough for the itch?" he asked.
Rong Luoyun gritted his teeth: "I'm going to shoot you!"
Huo Linfeng sneered, turned around and left: "Wait, I'll find you a good bow and shoot again."
After a while, Huo Linfeng went back and forth, holding an exquisite horn bow. The bowed body was polished for many years, with non-slip deerskin wrapped in the middle, and Rong Luoyun took it, but his attention was attracted by the blood stains in the engraving.
He asked, "Is this your blood?"
Huo Linfeng said "um": "It can't be washed off, don't think it's dirty."
Rong Luoyun shook his head, grasped the bow and mounted the horse, tightened the reins and galloped. From east to west, when passing the grass target, twist your waist sideways, draw out the feather arrow and draw the bow to shoot. However, not to mention the bullseye, two arrows even missed the target.
Jianghu battles pay attention to close combat and rarely use arrows. He is definitely making a fool of himself today.
"Wow!" Rong Luoyun looked downcast, as if he had lost interest in continuing.
Seeing this, Huo Linfeng jumped onto the horse's back, wrapped his arms around the opponent and took off the bow and reins. The other party wanted to get off the horse, so he asked: "Try the taste of hitting a hundred shots?"
Rong Luoyun couldn't resist the temptation and sat down obediently. Huo Linfeng stuck to his back, with his right arm around his rein, and they galloped across the wide green field.
The field of vision was golden, with such strong sunlight, Rong Luoyun narrowed his eyes slightly. It was too late and then quickly, turned the horse's head and galloped, and his right hand was grabbed.
The arrow tail feather scratched the palm of his hand, and Huo Linfeng circled him to draw the bow and shoot the arrow, his cheeks almost touching.
"Let's shoot together." With a whoosh, the arrow hit the bull's-eye in the blink of an eye.
The horse didn't stop, followed by another arrow, dozens of arrows were fired from east to west. General Huo didn't lie, he didn't brag, he really hit the nail on the head. When it was the last shot, Rong Luoyun was already excited, but he could smell it behind him and groan.
He turned his face hastily: "What's wrong?"
Huo Linfeng frowned: "The wound is open."
Rong Luoyun shivered: "Then stop—"
Before he finished speaking, Huo Linfeng bowed his head and kissed her. This face is close in front of his eyes, stained red with thin sweat, revealing his concern and consideration, how can he bear it. Thin lips bullied each other, and at the same time drew the last string, and shot the last arrow with Rong Luoyun's hand.
The arrow hit the bull's-eye, he pried open the opponent's jaw, and conquered the city.
Rong Luoyun screamed, clutching the saddle and trembling, hot sweat dripped from his back pressed against his chest. He thought vaguely, Eucommia and Huo Linfeng were both such murderous relatives.
For a long time, the deceitful lips and tongue became gentle, slowing down inch by inch until they stopped.
He slowly opened his eyes, and met Huo Linfeng's eyes, as if he could see each other through the pupils. Huo Linfeng rubbed his chin against his cheek, and asked, "Should I still shave it?"
Rong Luoyun turned his face away, why didn't he pierce it, it made his heart full of small holes. Some oozed sour water, some oozed sweet syrup, and some dripped bitter concoction.
Standing hypocritical for a moment, he was lifted off the horse when he came back to his senses. "How's the wound?" he asked.
Huo Linfeng replied: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt now."
Rong Luoyun nodded, turned his eyes away to look at the grass target, and couldn't help asking: "Are you the best in riding and shooting in the Northern Saibei Army?"
Huo Linfeng said truthfully: "First class, but it belongs to the Huo family's elite cavalry, not in the top ten." A team of Huo family's elite cavalry is dedicated to resisting the Turkic elite cavalry. sword.
Rong Luoyun was amazed in his heart, such a state did not make it into the top ten. Now that I think about it, Eucommia's ability to coordinate, plan, lead, and train his disciples has long been traced.
It was noon, and the two walked side by side towards the school grounds, and heard the commotion inside from afar.
Diao Yuliang played like crazy. He had a good time competing with soldiers, and his body was stained with mud. Huo Linfeng and Rong Luoyun stopped under the tree, like a father looking at his son, Rong Luoyun shouted: "Fourth brother, it's time to go back to the palace for dinner."
Huo Linfeng asked, "When will you come next time?"
Before leaving this time, Rong Luoyun asked back: "Do you want to win me over to join the army?" It was originally a joke, but he was taken aback when he saw the other party agreeing with a smile.
"But it's not you, it's him." Huo Linfeng pointed at Diao Yuliang, "Have you ever wondered why the Lord of the Fourth Palace is so happy? Because he has never been so happy in the Extraordinary Palace."
Rong Luoyun looked at the child, and heard Huo Linfeng continue: "The Fourth Palace Master is still young, and his martial arts are not even comparable to Ruan Ni Zou Lin. Most of the disciples only regard him as a child, or the Palace Master's younger brother."
The soldiers here are much worse than the disciples in the palace. Diao Yuliang can beat everyone, which can give him a sense of satisfaction and self-confidence. Rong Luoyun had never thought about it before, and now he felt a little guilty after hearing it.
Huo Linfeng said: "Actually, the master of the Fourth Palace's true talent has not yet been discovered." On the day he first entered the Uncommon Palace, Diao Yuliang dived and pushed a boat, which really surprised him, "The Master of the Fourth Palace is very good at water, and he is no match for him on land. People, it’s not necessarily the case underwater.”
Rong Luoyun suddenly realized: "What do you mean?"
Huo Linfeng nodded: "He is just a fish when he plays with water, but if he uses water, he will be a jiao." Looking at the child, he confided the plan in his heart, "Jiangnan is different from Saibei, I plan to build a sailor, and I want to invite the Lord of the Fourth Palace as a trainer." Deputy Marshal."
Just as he was talking, Diao Yuliang ran over sweating, his braids all untied.
At any rate, he was fourteen, and he still felt ashamed to take off his clothes in front of many people. "It's killing me!" He stuffed his underwear to Rong Luoyun, and wanted to go to the water with Hu Feng, "General Huo, are you and Second Brother okay?"
Huo Linfeng smiled and replied, "I don't count."
Diao Yuliang asked: "Then can I come again?"
Huo Linfeng said: "You can come at any time if you like." When the other party ran away happily, he walked towards Yingkou with Rong Luoyun, "I will express my thoughts later, if the Lord of the Fourth Palace is willing, will you stop me? "
Rong Luoyun said: "We will not be loyal to the imperial court."
People in Jianghu have never been close to the court, Huo Linfeng understands. So he stood still and said solemnly: "My father once said that if you fight for the king, you will be a soldier; if you fight for your country, you will be a handsome man; if you fight for the people, you will be a fearless general."
Rong Luoyun's heart was shaken, remembering that night when he worshiped Buddha in the ancient temple, what he wanted was "safety for all people", while Huo Linfeng wanted "peace without war". Abandoning all hidden emotions, he nodded in agreement.
They gradually walked to Yingkou, and when Diao Yuliang finished flushing the water, they prepared to return to the palace.
Huo Linfeng ordered all the soldiers to eat, and sent them out of the camp gate alone. The younger one ran away first and kept waving at him. He stopped the older one and asked, "Are you leaving?"
Rong Luoyun looked up at him: "The food in the military camp is not good."
Huo Linfeng smiled: "I'll take a rest in two days, can I treat you to a delicious meal?"
Rong Luoyun thought for a while: "Let's take care of your injury." Then he walked away.
Being rejected, the young master caressed his loyalty, and after thinking about it again, is it because he loves his body so much? He shouted at the back: "I'll buy another vase for you!"
After all, I strode back to the camp, and I was happy until I returned home at dusk.
At night, the General's Mansion.
After taking a bath, Huo Linfeng leaned on the small couch, writing a book with pen and ink, and the words "Shen Zhou" were written on the envelope. They were unable to recognize each other because they were incognito before, and they were helped by Shen Wendao, so now it's time to take the initiative to greet them.
After writing, I raised my eyes, and saw Du Zheng sitting in a corner, holding the letter and reading it, there were seven or eight letters in total. He said strangely, "Butler Du, who wrote you the letter?"
Du Zheng shyly said: "These days when we are in the extraordinary palace, Meizi sent it to the mansion."
He clicked his tongue: "Meizi is still waiting for you?"
Du Zheng said: "I don't reply to her, but she sends more frequently, writes longer, and loves deeper..."
Huo Linfeng wondered, "Why?"
Du Zheng replied: "Young master, are you stupid? You want to play hard to get!"
Desperate to get... Huo Linfeng bit his pen and thought to himself, it is rumored that Yuelao tied a red thread between lovers, then you come and go, sometimes loose and sometimes tight, indulge and ignore in exchange for being caught without a fight
Wonderful, wonderful...
"Idiot," he asked shamelessly, "what should I do?"
Du Zheng said: "Leave him alone for a month!"
How can I bear it? ! Huo Linfeng weighed silently, twenty days? Too long, too long, half a month, or make up an integer in ten days? How about five days, is it true that Xiu Mu won't meet in two days
Back and forth, and finally put the pen down.
Huo Linfeng decided not to buy a tank for now.
The author has something to say: Huo Linfeng asked Xiao Rong to go archery on weekends. Xiao Rong couldn't do it. He hit the bull's-eye in one go. He didn't play cool at all, and he thoughtfully went to buy soda. When I came back, I saw Xiao Rong standing next to the target to take a selfie, and the post on Moments was not worthy of the words, which made people think that he shot it himself. Huo Linfeng commented: "I'll shoot all of them for you." She left a message with affection, and ruthlessly exposed it, so Xiao Rong had no choice but to reply: "Next time we will shoot together."
When they went to school on Monday, the class teacher confiscated their mobile phones.