MTL - You Can’t Be Fierce Towards Me!-Chapter 123

It was three days before the last time the spy went out to explore the road.

The news brought back by the spy is still a few dozen miles. There is no smoke, and there are dead trees and white snow everywhere, and the direction cannot be discerned.

Chu Xiangtian helpless, can only rely on years of experience to select a direction to go forward, a group of people trekking for two days, only to find a place to temporarily settle down, let the spy to explore the road.

There was a fire on the open space, and the slaves rescued were crowded together to roast the fire. No one spoke, but everyone’s expression was shrouded in silence, and only occasional coughing would break the silence.

When the sky was dimmed, the sky was filled with snow like goose feathers. The snow was getting bigger and bigger in the past few days, and the weather was colder every day. The prey in the mountains were hiding. They could not find the prey. Only the remaining war horses can be killed.

It’s just so many people, and I don’t know how many days I can manage. If I still can’t find a way out, not only those slaves who have been rescued feel hopeless, but even these soldiers who follow Chu Xiangtian can’t stand it.

The soldiers will not fear death, but they are afraid of desperation in the desperate.

Chu Xiangtian sighed long and tried to sort out the news that the spy was sent back, trying to figure out the way that is most likely to be the right way out.

Suddenly there was a subtle noise behind him, faintly mixed with the adult’s screaming and crying with the child’s forbearance.

Chu turned to the sky and saw the fire near the fire. The big boy who spoke to him, holding the thin child, was woke up around the tired and tired adult, sometimes Chu Guo, sometimes The foreign language intertwined, "Do you see a doctor? My brother is sick."

Some people are impatient to swear and continue to sleep, and some will pick it up and look at it, and finally sigh and return it to him.

Finally, a middle-aged woman took the person over and said something to him in a foreign language. The old child hurried out. After a while, he came back and his robes were missing. They were soaked in the snow and cold, then carefully Put it on a smaller forehead.

Before Chu went to heaven, "What happened to him?"

The woman is holding her child, and she is somewhat timid and shrinks. She bows her head and dares not to speak.

Still the child replied: "My brother is sick and his body is very hot."

Chu went to Tianzhu and looked at the child in the woman's arms. The child's black face was covered with flushing at the moment. The cloth on the forehead was chilling, and he was so cold that he was uneasily frowning. The biting teeth were still shaking.

Chu Xiangtian reached out and touched it. The child was hot like a stove. He frowned, took off his big **** and hugged the child, and went to find some herbal medicine to let the woman cook. After cooking, Put in a comatose child, then put the dead and wrapped on the side of the fire, let the older child take care of him.

"He is too young. It is estimated that he can't stand the cold water. You guard him, let him sweat, and it will be fine."

The older child bit his lip and gave a cry with a cry of forbearance.

Chu Xiangtian has not known that it is the first time to sigh, his eyes are looking into the woods that illuminate the snow and ice, and only the spies who want to send out can bring good news.

***

Fu Wei followed the mark to find the past, and found a day still unseen, but occasionally found traces of grass bushes on the roadside have been trampled.

After a restful night, the pedestrians were looking for signs on both sides of the road. Compared with the aimless swaying in the mountains, the accompanying guards took the initiative to spread around and look around.

Xue Qingshan closely followed Fu Wei to protect him, and suddenly heard a high drink on the side, "Who is there?"

Xue Qingshan turned quickly and turned around, and the Sabre, who pulled out his waist, warned Fu Fu behind him.

He was escorted by an accompanying guard. He was exploring around, but he suddenly found a figure flashing in the distance. The traces in this snow are not easy to hide, just like the sneaky figure. Fast, but the footprints on the snow can't be hidden.

The group was vigilantly surrounded, and the figure hidden behind the tree had to show up. It was also holding a short shackle in the hand and looked alert.

Xue Qingshan saw his dress up and he made a few sign language. This is a common communication language used by the spies in the Great Chu Army.

When the spy saw his action, he first stunned, then he showed ecstasy, quickly made a few gestures to prove his identity, and then eagerly said: "You got the news to go to the mountains to find us?"

Then they saw that they were just like people. It was not like being sent to find people. He hesitated: "You will not get lost too?"

Xue Qingshan shook his head. "The mark was made along the way. We know the road."

The spy was overjoyed and quickly turned to lead the way. "That's good. We are trapped in it for almost half a month. If we can't find a way out, the brothers are really dead."

A group of people followed him, Fu Yan walked in the middle, his hands clasped his long life lock, silently recited a few heavens bless.

As the spy returned from the original road, it took another half-day to arrive. It was already in the evening, the snow fluttered, the sky was dark, but the fire was shining far away.

Fu Hao pressed his eagerness, but his eyes stared straight at the fire not far away, and he could not move at all.

The spies are the happiest one. They have found a way out for a long time. They all returned without success. This time they finally went out to meet people. He was initially worried about being an enemy or a friend. He did not dare to go directly to help. I didn’t expect it to be true. It’s God bless, I met my own people.

Before he arrived at the camp, he began to gesticulate the ambush guards in the dark, and the camp that received the message was ready to boil!

- The reinforcements are coming, they can go out!

Chu Xiangtian hurried over, and at a glance he saw the young master who was protected in the middle and the bag was barely exposed.

He snorted and looked at Fu Wei immediately.

Others gathered around, excitedly exchanged news, only the two of them stood still and eagerly stared at each other.

Fu Yan’s eyes were a little red.

Chu Xiangtian wore a thin cotton coat, long hair tied with a cloth strap, unshaven, and unhealed wounds on his face.

Chu Xiangtian opened his mouth, but the scorpion was like being blocked. The short two words could not be called, and they could only step forward, and they were red-eyed and carried people into their arms.

"How did you come?"

When Fu was caught by him, the tears flowed down like a river in the levee. The blockage could not stop, and he could only hold his waist and his face buried silently on his chest.

The people around him looked at the two strangely. Only Xue Qingshan and his entourage knew the inside story. He admired Fu Xiao's glance. If Fu Hao insisted, they could not find hundreds of people trapped in the mountains.

Silent wavers let them go, and Xue Qingshan went on to discuss things with others.

Chu’s pain in Tian’s heart rose, and the rough palm was a few times behind his head. Afterwards, he was afraid of blaming. “The courage is getting bigger and bigger, and with such a person, dare to run in the mountains?”

Fu Yan sucked his nose and screamed with a cry: "They all said that you have an accident, I am afraid." I was afraid that he would never go back.

Before he came, he told me that Chu Xiangtian would be fine. In fact, he was afraid of fear in his heart. He was afraid that Chu would be as innocent as they guessed, and buried in the mountains and could not return.

Chu Xiangtian, a gentle finger inserted into his hair, "I'm sorry..."

Fu Yan shook his head and his fingers tightened his clothes. "I found you."

"Well, you found me." Chu Xiangtian kissed him in the top, and hugged him to face himself, then re-engaged, and caught the horse's belly, heading in the opposite direction of the camp.

The short-legged horse trotting and screaming at the sight of the crowd, Chu Xiangtian lifted his face up, the young master’s face was stuffy and flushed, and the eyelids were red, only the dark eyes were moistened by tears, and Frightened and scared.

"Sorry……"

Chu Xiangtian kissed in his eyes, the chapped lip was not soft, but it had the warmth of Fu Xin's heart. Fu Yan closed his eyes and took the initiative to stop his neck, eager to find his lips.

Chu Xiangtian cooperated with him and kissed him. In the past, he was like a little sheep in his arms. At this time, he was extremely eager to **** his lips and tongue, and took his neck to close, and he did not stay. A gap.

Chu Xiangtian’s lips were bitten, but he still indulged in a deep kiss with him, until Fu Hao was about to breathe, and he pressed the man into his arms, and the palm of his hand gently stroked him. Ok, okay... I am here, nothing is going on..."

Fu squatting on the clothes on his chest, only feeling an urgent desire to go straight to the top of his head. There is no moment to want him like this, and want to feel his existence.

He climbed the chest of Chu Xiangtian, looked up and kissed him warmly again, and tangled lips and tongues whispered, "I want you..."

Chu Xiangtian’s rational “嘭” is broken.

The two men were entangled in a deep kiss, and even though they were still panting, they were still unwilling to let go of each other. Fu Hao wanted more, holding his hand to solve the tie, and mutely invited, "More..."