Crazy Concubine is very sturdy

Chapter 224 Cooperation (3)
However, Leng Xia already sensed that someone was approaching. Even if she was immersed in the memory, she would not let down her vigilance. This is a habit that has been imprinted in her bones and blood.

She turned to look.

The corners of Dongfang Moisturizing's lips were raised, and he narrowed his narrow and long eyes like Liusi, and walked forward slowly.

Leng Xia nodded her head as a greeting, but said nothing.

He had already changed out of his bodyguard attire, and he was wearing a moon-white robe, as clear as water, walking like a lotus flower all the way.

Walked all the way to her side, smiled and said with concern: "It's extremely cold in Chijiang, you don't have internal strength, you should wear more."

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows and said: "Thank you."

Zhan Beilie said this sentence to her countless times, with domineering concern, but Dongfang Run's tone was not as tough as his, but it contained an unquestionable bearing.

He and Zhan Beilie look different, yet they are very similar.

In terms of appearance, both of them are equally handsome.

A handsome and dazzling, without a single blemish on his body, like the most perfect masterpiece of God, as long as he stands in front of you, he will make you feel ashamed.

A handsome and introverted, exudes elegance and elegance invisibly, that is a kind of temperament, the combination of ordinary facial features contains an indescribable elegance.

On the inside, both of them are strange men in this world, exuding a domineering and unruly aura.

Zhan Beilie's dominance can be seen at a glance, both inside and outside. He is clear and unabashed, flamboyant and willful. If you want to see it, he will show it to you.

Dongfang Run's dominance is hidden inside. On the surface, he is gentle and modest, but it can be seen from his actions that there is a bit of arrogance and arrogance hidden everywhere.

Leng Xia couldn't tell which of these two completely different similarities was better, but in her heart, she definitely favored Zhan Beilie.

She wouldn't doubt every word Zhan Beilie said, and she didn't need to think about it.

But when you get along with someone like Dongfang Run, which sentence do you not doubt?
Maybe there is a trap in there, dug it and waiting for you to jump down.

too tired.

For example, at this time, Dongfang Run's voice contained a kind of bewilderment, and he asked, "I'm curious, what you were thinking about just now was your former hometown?"

Leng Xia raised her eyebrows, knowing that he was definitely not referring to Xi Wei, if Xi Wei said it directly, he would definitely not say it so cryptically, his former hometown.

Instead of answering, she asked, "What about you? You are not in the camp at night, but you are walking around the barracks?"

"We are cooperating now, but we will definitely become rivals in the future. If we have this opportunity, of course we have to explore around." Dongfang Run blinked and joked. After answering Leng Xia's question, he returned to the previous question: "Where is your hometown?"

He seemed to be very obsessed with this topic, and without waiting for Leng Xia to make a detour, he said with a smile: "Yuan Jia sent me a letter that day, saying that he had killed Xiwei's Princess Heqin, but within a moment, you came back to life."

What he said earlier was Heqin Princess, but later it became "you", obviously separating the two.

Leng Xia's complexion was unstable, and she replied indifferently: "Well, it sounds a bit scary."

Dongfang Run lifted the corner of his robe and sat on the ground, propping up the withered grass with both hands, with a leisurely attitude.

After a while, he replied: "It's really scary. Later I checked your information. You are a completely different person from Princess Anning. Although this guess is a bit far-fetched, I still think that you should not be An Ning."

No one would change so much in a moment of time. It would be far-fetched to say that she was faking it before.

Leng Xia didn't sit down, she looked down at Dongfang Run with a bit of interest, she shrugged and asked, "Then who am I?"

Dongfang Run also shrugged, and replied casually: "Who knows, a killer from which country? A leader of an organization? A...someone else."

Leng Xia was noncommittal, neither saying yes nor no.

She didn't want to tell the secret of her heart to the second person besides Zhan Beilie, so she changed the subject and said, "So that person is called Yuan Jia, and he was the first person who made me suffer."

Dongfang Run's fingers slowly twirled in the dry grass, watching the stars flickering in the sky, and sighed: "His legs have been crippled by you, and he will be a cripple all his life."

Leng Xia didn't have any sympathy, especially when she saw Dongfang Run's sigh, she felt even more ironic: "You put him next to Dongfang Lu, and because of his behavior of restraining Dongfang Lu, no matter what Dongfang Lu wants to do, you will receive it." Feng Sheng, if you think it is useful, you can help him secretly, if you think it is useless, just let him go. With such an identity as a spy, you should have guessed his ending a long time ago. Even if it wasn't me, Dongfang Lu found out one day. die too."

"Yes, so at this time, maybe it's the best ending." Dongfang Run showed no embarrassment at all, and nodded in agreement: "Those who make big things don't care about small things."

He raised his head, looked at Leng Xia who was standing straight in front of him, smiled lightly, and there was a few traces of inexplicable sadness in his narrow eyes: "There are a group of people behind me, and I want to die for their wealth. Responsible, Dongchu is not like Daqin, who is like a brother and friend, with an iron bucket. Once I fall, the people behind me will die, and sacrifice one or two in exchange for the lives of others, no one will not consider this deal."

Leng Xia didn't take it seriously, she could understand Dongfang Run, but she couldn't agree with it.

However, there was no relationship between the two of them, and she was not stupid enough to persuade this person, so she just said flatly, "This is the difference between you and Zhan Beilie."

She stretched her waist, thinking that this battle of Bei Lie should be over, she turned around and walked slowly towards the tent.

Without looking back, he said while walking: "There is still that conjecture, it is indeed far-fetched, go to sleep."

Dongfang Run watched the snow color gradually go away until it disappeared.

He lay on his back, lying directly on the withered grass, the cold and damp ground penetrated into his back and reached his heart.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, he slowly pulled his lips together, smiling softly.

The next day, early in the morning.

Leng Xia and Zhan Beilie had breakfast, packed a few things, and packed lightly.

(End of this chapter)