Ye Wuchou did not intend to explain the doubts that people showed from their eyes, because he did not have any reasonable evidence to infer facts, even a little clue to prove the rationality of his decision. Everything is based on his innate intuition and the sensitivity to danger carried in his bones, which made him urge everyone to take precautions. Perhaps if the obedient person knows Ye Wuchou's true thoughts, it would be far-fetched and mischievous, but on the other hand, it would be correct to be careful.

In fact, what puzzles everyone the most is not Ye Wuchou's order, but they have never been asked to have such high-intensity vigilance for many days. Now it is difficult to not pay attention to the sudden and unusual situation.

But there was nothing we could do. Ye Wuchou observed the surrounding environment and the extremely poor weather. The drum beats in his heart became more and more intense, showing uneasiness.

The sky was so thick that water was about to drip out, and the clouds were thick and seemed to be in danger. If you were not careful, the dam would be destroyed and the water would be flooded. In the strong wind, the people in the camp were lying like small lambs in front of this irresistible Tianwei, and like small ants.

Ye Wuchou was pulling around and checking whether the floor piles were compacted or not. When he was busy, he suddenly heard a sound not far behind him~.

The voice is tender and full of imagination. This is about the weak woman's reaction to the sudden cold air. Ye Wuchou stopped his hand and kept flashing in his mind.

Ye Wuchou is such a person, with a heroic face and a good martial arts. Everything has the conditions to be admired by thousands of people like a tall, rich and handsome male god, but he has a funny heart. Therefore, he often does unexpected but laughable things.

Just as he was now, he half-tilted his head and recalled these nonsensical thoughts in his mind. He was completely trapped by his bizarre thoughts, but he forgot that he was very attractive to him and even more forgot to look back and satisfy all his imagination.

Until his shoulder was patted.

He was a little surprised. When he turned around, he saw a young man who was quite close to his circle and was holding a thick coat in his hand.

Ye Wuchou's mind had not turned around and understood the truth, but he saw Huo Jie laughing so much. Only then did he turn his head and find Huo Lingchang gently wiping his nose with a handkerchief. Ye Wuchou suddenly realized. He clearly understood that the source of his inner beauty was not only from simple voice resonance, but also from a spiritual understanding of the heart.

Ye Wuchou abandoned the last hesitation in his heart. He bravely picked up the thick coat representing warmth. Although his subconscious was a little hesitant about the thick coat that would cover Yiren Xiang's shoulders next moment, he retreated at this time and seemed angry. Rather than saying that Ye Wuchou was completely inspired by the impulse of admiration in his heart, it would be better to say that his shyness and cowardice to the girl who carries his rich emotions were covered by the masculinity aroused in front of everyone. Ye Wuchou quietly took advantage of Huo Lingchang's not paying attention to her and gently put the coat on her back, even though his emotions were ups and downs.

Well, Huo Lingchang hummed in confusion. She turned her face sideways, just because Ye Wuqiu was one head taller than him, she had to raise her eyes and look diagonally upwards.

When I saw the visitor, the dan clouds swept across her, and the ripe and tempting red like a ripe apple crawled all over her neck.

Everyone burst into laughter, which diluted the storm a lot.

After such a simple episode, Huo Lingchang was still dizzy and the deer was pounding in his heart. But if she had passed through the dense panic at this time, she would find that a sweet stream flowing on her heart, a happy white cloud floating on her heart, and she probably felt this way.

Yun Xiaochan is also quite funny. She is making jokes and making jokes. With her proper additions, she made everyone laugh out loud in just a few words. At this moment, she was as clever as she could not miss this unexpected topic. She used the trend to tease her favor with Huo Jie in words that only a few people knew their relationship.

The sudden heavy raindrops hit people's heads like hail, and the sky turned from a slight dim light to a darkness, with strong winds storming, wandering in the valley.

The four fields were covered with unknown details.

A few camp tents lit up warm orange lights, pouring out from the gap between the rolling shutter doors. Looking from a distance, I saw the light outline the outline of the door. The dreamy was like a shaking wooden house in the endless cold night but retaining the true and pure fire. The contrast formed by the trembling trembling of the senses and the sincere persistence of the soul evokes a large area of ​​happiness.

It was cold, Lingchang stopped catching a cold. Ye Wuchou leaned against the firewood and said worriedly: I have to send her a blanket.

Wuqiu, why do you care about my sister very much? You are more considerate than me, a brother.

Lingchang, a delicate flower. Anyone who sees her weak appearance can't help but care. Ye Wuchou explained.

No, no, Lingchang is not so cute, her strength in her bones is inconsistent with her external appearance. Besides, if other men who are not from her direct line are so caring for her, you would be happy that Huo Jie would have a confident smile on his face.

Ye Wuchou thought for a moment, then shrugged without answering, and walked out with the plush blanket.

Alas, no hatred, let’s bring another one for Yun Xiaochan.

Ye Wuchou stopped, turned his head and smiled. He joked: We are birds of a feather.

After a moment, he returned home without hatred. The wind outside blew his hair a little messy. Although the stones had mostly resisted the wind through the valley, there was still a flowing air rustling the tent.

As soon as the door was opened, the chill surged and invaded the heat in the tent.

How about it? What do they say

How can I say that Lingchang is apart from bowing her head and saying "Thank you" in shame and embarrassment, her personality is really hard for her to have a lively, cheerful and humorous response.

Where is Yun Xiaochan?

This girl is quite good at talking and can chat with anyone. But she doesn't feel very comfortable. She always feels that her personality is flawed, and she is extremely stubborn about people and things. This is different from persistence. Ye Wuchou frowned and looked like he was thinking about things: Huo Jie, although this is unpleasant, some things are difficult for the authorities to see clearly. Of course, this is just my temporary feeling. Just keep a god and don't take it too seriously.

He said this and Huo Jie asked in a daze.

Just chatting is not enough to talk about. Besides, my personal feelings are not the same as facts, just listen to them.

Huo Jie thought silently: No wind comes from the ground, is there a gap between them? But they don’t have much contact with each other, it makes no sense.

On the other side, Huo Lingchang was brewing in the female tent for a long time, and finally said to Yun Xiaochan: Sister Yun, why did you feel a little rude to Mr. Ye just now?

Yun Xiaochan raised her eyebrows and said: My heart is already Huo Jie, how can I be polite to other men

Huo Lingchang was speechless for a moment, and she really couldn't care about the inevitable connection between the two.

The sound of rain outside covered everything, and what filled the ears was the drum beats of rain dripping as if thousands of troops were charging into battle. The momentum was majestic and ups and downs, making people fascinated.

Ye Wuchou and Huo Jie were meditating and practicing, and were circulating Zhou Tian. Suddenly, Ye Wuchou opened his eyes hesitantly and swept outside.

He heard the whistle sound of whistling coming. He glanced at Huo Jie who had no reaction and just thought he was hallucinating his hearing, shook his head, and closed his eyes again.

After a while, Ye Wuchou stood up in vain and looked at the felt that blocked his sight in horror.

What's wrong? No hatred? Huo Jie woke up and asked.

Did you hear it? Ye Wuchou looked ahead in horror, and his neck turned unnaturally.

Reminded by Ye Wuchou, Huo Jie held his breath and listened carefully. At that moment, Huo Jie also changed his color.

The two of them looked at each other and were shocked. The sound was not so prominent under the cover of the sound of rain and wind, but it was not difficult to find out if you listen deliberately.

War War Huo Jie stuttered. It is hard to explain that those who can create such momentum except for the large-scale battle between two legions.

Ye Wuchou rubbed his face, threw down a sentence, and ran out of the camp, regardless of the rain, looking straight towards the source of the sound.

His silver hair was wet by the rain and formed into strands, and his face was as wet as a bath for a moment. But he didn't care about this. He climbed onto a tall stone and looked at it intently.

There, the water curtain is a bead and the mist is a curtain, covering a mysterious but fascinating gauze for a fierce battle with thousands of bones.
Chapter completed!