Everyone looked at their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, eating the food in their bowls seriously.

"Wei Changming."

When Wei Changming was called, he shuddered, "Ah, I'm here."

"Send someone to the General's Mansion to deliver a message, saying that the Third Young Master is with me, and that the General and his wife don't have to worry."

"yes."

Zhao Chengmo took the food back to the tent, put the tray on the table, and went over to wake Gu Lingze up.

Gu Lingze wrinkled his nose and waved his hand, saying, "Let me sleep a little longer."

Zhao Chengmo kissed his cheek and said, "Eat before going to bed."

Gu Lingze stretched out his smooth arm and patted the other's firm abdominal muscles, "Then why don't you help me get dressed quickly."

Zhao Chengmo curled the corners of his lips and immediately followed the order.

Outside, Gu Lingze's character is calm, independent, composed and decisive. He is completely different from the temperament of many young men in this dynasty, who are either weak or spoiled.

It is rare to find someone like Han Xiaoran among the young men, and there are almost no ones like Gu Lingze.

But such a unique person, who only acts coquettishly and indulges himself in front of Zhao Chengmo, how could he not willingly fall into it and never extricate himself.

The next morning, Gu Lingze said hello to Zhao Chengmo and set off for the Dongchuan Imperial Tomb.

When he arrived at the place, he looked down at the Azure Dragon and Red Blood Formation below and frowned deeply.

This formation was originally set up by Cheng Jiao in order to steal the dragon energy, but it was suppressed by his Eighteen Nether Ding Formation.

But you can be trapped for a while, but not for a lifetime.

To break the Green Dragon and Red Blood Formation, the dragon blood on Cheng Jiao's body must be used to fill the center of the formation before it can be broken.

But now the problem lies here. Even he cannot cut through the evil dragon's skin.

That's why he showed weakness during the battle that day, waiting for Cheng Jiao to let down his guard so that he could take the opportunity to hit his most vulnerable spot and pull out his reverse scale.

Now the evil spirit in the imperial mausoleum has been driven away, but the swallowed dragon energy is still locked tightly. If this continues, the national destiny of Qianyuan Kingdom will deviate, and it will either be a natural disaster or a man-made disaster.

Now Cheng Jiao's body is locked in a secret place and is shocked by ice all day long. Fortunately, Emperor Jing remembered his words before, otherwise, once it rots, he will be unable to save it.

Gu Lingze looked at the formation in front of him with a frosty face, and began to desperately recall all the Taoist classics he had read.

When Zhao Chengmo returned from the parade ground, Gu Lingze had already returned from the Dongchuan Imperial Mausoleum.

Seeing that he was frowning and writing and drawing on paper, Zhao Chengmo did not disturb him and started reading Wubeizhi at the side.

With a 'bang', Gu Lingze threw the brush on the table, "If Cheng Jiao, that bastard, is still alive now, I will beat him to death again."

Gu Lingze was rarely so angry. Zhao Chengmo put down the book in his hand and walked over.

Looking at the crumpled paper on the table, he looked at Gu Lingze and said, "The plum blossom pile behind the training ground has been trimmed today. Do you want to go and take a look?"

The two came to the plum blossom piles of varying heights. This thing was originally proposed by Gu Lingze, and no one knew what these dozens of pieces of wood were used for.

Gu Lingze jumped up and stepped on the highest pole. He looked down at Zhao Chengmo and raised his chin. "Let's have a fight?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, Commander Zhao is fighting with someone at the back of the training ground."

The six guard captains who were sitting and discussing things looked at each other in bewilderment. If they were all here, who in the entire Black Clothes Army could still practice with the commander?

An Wenhong suddenly thought of something, stood up and walked out quickly.

The other five followed immediately.

The plum blossom piles are uneven in height and spacing, and there is no pattern for everyone, but they train one to keep an eye on all directions and listen carefully.

In this competition, Gu Lingze generally had the upper hand. After all, this was the boy's skill that the Guiyi sect had to practice since childhood.

But unexpectedly, after only a short while, Zhao Chengmo mastered the technique of plum blossom pile, and his feet moved flexibly and constantly changing.

Gu Lingze dodged the oncoming punch, quickly grabbed Zhao Chengmo's forearm with his right hand and twisted it outwards, took a step forward with his left leg and used his left foot to tightly trip the opponent's right leg.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Chengmo did not retreat but advanced, lifted up his right arm and tightened it. Gu Lingze used his mind and energy to kick at his elbow. Zhao Chengmo blocked it from top to bottom, quickly pressing down on his ankle and sinking his body to make him lose his center of gravity.

Gu Lingze was not in a hurry. He leaned forward and retracted his fists. When he was close to Zhao Chengmo, he struck out. However, Zhao Chengmo directly grabbed his right knee and threw him out.

Gu Lingze turned in mid-air and landed steadily on the plum blossom pile.

——

When the two men came down from the plum blossom pile, everyone below looked stunned.

Wei Changming couldn't help smacking his lips, and at the same time, his admiration for the commander and the general who defended the country reached its peak.

One is really brave enough to marry, and the other is really good at giving birth.

Gu Lingze wiped the sweat off his forehead, looked at Zhao Chengmo, raised his eyebrows and said, "It's great."

Zhao Chengmo also curled up the corners of his mouth, and the smile in his eyes became more intense.

He originally just wanted to relieve the other person's worries, but he didn't expect his lover to give him such a big surprise.

Gu Lingze himself didn't know that the look in Zhao Chengmo's eyes when he was standing on the plum blossom pile was so charming that any man in the world would be moved.

Fortunately, Wei Changming and the others could not hear his inner voice, otherwise they would have thought that the commander had gone mad.

Few people would dare to have such thoughts about such a powerful young man, even if he has an extraordinary appearance. If he gets unhappy one day and is beaten by his own husband, he will never be able to regain his status as a husband again in his life.

Although the vast majority of the Black Clothes Army admired the two men's superb martial arts skills, not all of them did, and Li Gaozhuo was one of them.

"I don't see anything mysterious about these stakes. I'm afraid the commander is holding back."

Li Gaozhuo was the last captain of the guards to be selected. He trained the hardest on weekdays, but he was also the most upright person.

Wei Changming felt that he was quite similar to the wooden stake in front of him, and was actually solid.

Li Gaozhuo did not participate in that operation, so he naturally didn't know that the young man in front of him was not an ordinary person in the true sense.

Gu Lingze heard this and a hint of interest flashed across his eyes. "Oh?" He raised his eyebrows and looked at Li Gaozhuo. "How about we have a fight?"

Zhao Chengmo never interferes in such matters, because Gu Lingze is never the kind of person who hides behind his or her significant other and needs to be protected.

Li Gaozhuo was right about one thing, Zhao Chengmo held back, but it wasn't just him, Gu Lingze did the same.

The two of them were just sparring with each other, not fighting to the death. Would it be necessary to use all kinds of deadly moves to determine the winner?

Hearing Gu Lingze's words, Li Gaozhuo shook his head and said, "You just had a fight with the commander. I can't take advantage of him."

Gu Lingze sneered. This man was a straightforward person with no bad intentions. It was a pity that he had problems with his ideas.