Plum blossoms hit three times and hit four times

Chapter 38

Zhao Zhifeng looked at the map, he had already explored the terrain thoroughly, there was a canyon to the south from outside the city, if the living dead were drawn to this place and then set on fire, it might work.

As if his heart was about to boil, he came out of the house and wanted to tell Zhao Buxiu about it.

Zhao Zhifeng trotted over the fine snow and broken branches, making a few "clicks", he walked to the door of Zhao Buxiu's house, and when he was about to knock on the door, there were a few groans in the room.

Zhao Zhifeng's hand stopped in mid-air, staring blankly at the door.

Once upon a time, he was also inside the door.

The moonlight fell on the snow, and the cold white snow shone brightly. Standing in the snow, Zhao Zhifeng felt cold all over his body.

In the room, Zhao Buxiu was held in Xie Chenjian's arms, his body shook suddenly, he turned his head to hug Xie Chenjian, and knocked his chin into Xie Chenjian's shoulder.Sensing his thoughts, Xie Chenjian lifted his chin and placed a few kisses on his lips.

With a gentle kiss, he slammed into it hard, and Zhao Buxiu let out a scream.Xie Chenjian smiled, bit Zhao Buxiu's earlobe, and whispered, "They are outside."

The flagon fell to the ground, Zhou Xiang stepped forward and struggled out of the wind and snow. He was so drunk that he seemed to have lost his mind, or maybe he was irrational at all.Zhao Zhifeng grabbed him, Bai Xue made a winding path, Zhou Xiang growled, "Let me go."

Zhao Zhifeng grabbed him, Zhou Xiang fell into the snow, pieces of ice and snow fell on his face, he choked up and pointed to the door, he said: "I love him, I really love him."

Zhao Zhifeng pursed his lips, he looked down at Zhou Xiang, all the hatred was under the country, but this time he really couldn't bear it.

He grabbed the prince's collar, Zhao Zhifeng's face was full of hostility, he said: "When I was going through life and death for this country, you were plotting against me, threatening me, and you took away my most important person."

Zhou Xiang raised his head and smiled sadly, "I took it away?" He punched Zhao Zhifeng, "Obviously you took him away from me."

Zhao Zhifeng dodged easily and punched backhand.Zhou Zen fell to the ground, the back of his head hit the cold snow, the pain spread, he covered his face and stared blankly at midair.

"We have been together since we were young. He loved to sleep in school, and he was always scolded and punished by his husband for copying. He liked to cry when he was a child. In my dormitory, I would comfort him while copying with a pen, and then I would take the rest of the money for him. The next day, I was reprimanded by my husband with him, and I continued to punish him for copying." Zhou Xiang muttered, a grain of snow fell into his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and tears flowed down. "I just want him back and by my side."

On the spring day many years ago, the sound of reading books seemed to be still in my ears. Zhao Pan was lying on the table, the spring was shining brightly on his face, and the white and clean child was beside him.

Zhou Xiang got up slowly, picked up the jug, and took a last look at the door. He said to Zhao Zhifeng: "There is a canyon to the south of the city, and I will lead the living dead there in the future. It doesn't matter if you die."