Seeing Wen Xiaoyun's cold eyes, slightly pursed lips, solemn and serious expression, Yin Nuo unconsciously showed a slight smile.
He squeezed her hand hard and comforted her in a low voice: "Don't worry, I'll do the work. I never fight a battle that I'm not sure of."
After saying that, he let go of his hand and turned to leave.
Seeing him turn sideways resolutely, Wen Xiaoyun's eyes suddenly became covered with a layer of mist.
One second, he was comforting himself gently, and the next second he turned away, his eyes became cold. Although there was no lack of perseverance, they were more decisive and harsh.
Wen Xiaoyun's heart softened instantly.
Use one to block a hundred, use a hundred to block three thousand,
Tonight is destined to be an extremely cruel life and death battle.
Many, many people would die, maybe she and he would die too.
Wen Zhuyun has long said that in this world, there are only two people with the halo of the protagonist.
One is Wen Zhuyun himself, and the other is Bai Ya.
Only the two of them are the worthy protagonists of this world.
She and Yin Nuo were both unexpected variables to this world.
Thinking of this, Wen Xiaoyun's hand that had just been released by Yin Nuo suddenly rushed forward, grabbed his flying sleeves, and pulled back hard.
Yin Nuo sensed Wen Xiaojun's attempt to stay, and stopped suddenly, turning back to look at her, "But what else -"
However, he was only halfway through asking the question when his lips were sealed by a sudden warm and moist touch.
It turned out that while pulling Yin Nuo back, Wen Xiaoyun also tried her best to stand on her tiptoes.
He turned around, and her other hand climbed up to the back of his neck, clasped the back of his head, and gave him a domineering kiss.
Yinnuo felt a bang in his head, and the world in front of him suddenly spun and then went blank.
Crazy, she’s crazy, he’s crazy.
The world is completely crazy.
She raised her toes and wrapped her arms around his neck, her movements clumsy, jerky and forceful.
Just when he wanted to respond to her more deeply, she decisively pulled away.
She lowered her head, resting her forehead against his chin, panting slightly, her voice low and hoarse, "I'm waiting to meet you."
Yinnuo's eyes were red, and he was breathing heavily, but he had to suppress the restless beast in his veins.
He could only hold her tightly in his arms.
He knew that this was the best response to his previous confession.
He didn't say anything else. He believed that she understood him.
After a brief embrace, there was a brief farewell.
He finally let go of her, turned and ran to the window, and jumped out of the window without looking back, leaving only Wen Xiaoyun with a determined back.
No need to say goodbye, because we will meet again.
The window sash moved slightly, and you could vaguely see the clear moonlight outside and the howling night wind.
Wen Xiaoyun quickly stepped forward and closed the window.
Yang Zhituo and Yin Nuo both went about their respective tasks.
Now it's her turn.
After a while, Yang Zhituo, who was outside, climbed the stairs to the second floor again and came to the door of the hall.
At this time, a woman holding a mahogany plate walked out of the house. When she raised her eyes, she saw Yang Zhituo opposite.
The maid hurriedly ran up to Yang Zhituo, nodded respectfully and said: "Master, the gentlemen in the room said that we can now perform songs and dances. She also specifically named the tall dancers and said that none of them should be left behind. , all have to go into the hall to wait on you."
Yang Zhituo smiled and nodded, "Okay, then you can arrange the relevant matters with me first."
After speaking, he raised his head and looked back at the situation. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he grabbed the maid's sleeve and pulled her into a small room next to her.
After entering the house, Yang Zhituo quickly closed the door. The maidservant was the most clever confidant who followed him all year round. Seeing this scene, he didn't say much. He leaned directly in front of Yang Zhituo, leaned into his ear, and repeated everything he saw and heard in the hall in a very low voice.
Qi Ruyi and She Gan first sent people to summon all the bandit leaders. Afterwards, the gold prepared by Yang Zhituo was distributed to everyone in proportion.
Although it is not a golden mountain or a silver sea, the bandits are very happy to get this golden prize. Everyone was extremely excited.
Chess is like an opinion whose time is ripe,
