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The first ray of morning sun at dawn shone on Xiang Huan's face. His forehead was broken when he fell off the horse, and his eyes were blinded by blood and water. He could only feel that the blue sky was shrouded in a faint red in his sight.
Yuan Fu's knife before he left was like splitting mountains and splitting seas. It was almost the last boulder that overwhelmed a camel. Xiang Huan was already exhausted. After seeing Ji Changchuan's soldiers and horses appearing, even if he had the strength, he didn't want to move anymore. lying in the grass.
As far as the eye can see, the blood-colored flowing clouds are floating leisurely.
The fire on the Qinglong city wall was still burning, and the smoke and dust blackened most of the world.
Did he keep the city down?
After working hard all night for two days, it was only at this moment that Xiang Huan belatedly felt the joy when the striker said to himself, "We have survived", almost in tears.
However, right now, the young soldier who once announced the good news to him with an uplifted face is already sleeping on the icy official road beside him with countless comrades who died in battle.
Xiang Huan propped himself up on the ground with his snow teeth, and sat up slowly. The horse had been split in two by Yuan Fu's sword during the melee just now, and the remaining tiger and leopard riders chased Yuan Fu towards the dense forest in the northwest, and the surrounding area suddenly became desolate. . On the ground where the morning wind blew, weeds swayed, and corpses all over the field surrounded him with a strong fishy smell.
The border town inexplicably became very majestic in the dawn, as if rising from the sky.
The young man sat in a sea of ??corpses in a daze, watching the blood flow into rivers everywhere, for some reason, at this moment he suddenly wanted to see Wanyao, and thought that she was by his side.
The spear, as bright as silver and snow, stood upright on the ground, he suddenly borrowed his strength, gritted his teeth and stood up.
The world in his eyes was spinning, the blood was slowly cooling and solidifying on his cheeks, Xiang Huan looked in the direction of the Chengguan, feeling in a daze that the way home was long and far away.
He dragged his heavy silver gun, walking deep and shallow under the twilight of the rising sun.
?Extreme exhaustion and blood loss made his whole body cold rapidly, and Xiang Huan vaguely felt that his five senses were not so sensitive, and even the roar of the turmoil also weakened.
In the haze, he seemed to have hallucinations, and he saw a familiar figure on the horizon where the sky and the ground meet.
The girl was wearing a light blue skirt, and the breeze blew up the fragmented blue silk around her ears and the sky-colored sleeves. She was tender and tender, like a quiet fish swimming.
"Wan Yao"
Xiang Huan thought he said these two words, but in fact he only moved his lips, and he didn't make any sound.
The girl in sight was so blurred that she couldn't see her face clearly, and there was always a faint, beautiful curve on the corners of her lips, as if she was talking about something.
Xiang Huan's turbid brain was messy and dull, and he also vaguely realized that he had really bled too much and had an illusion.
Right.
This is the battlefield of Azure Dragon City, how could she be here.
She won't be here.
She should be in the city, waiting for him to come home
With this realization, the young man staggered forward, as if he had no scruples, suddenly stretched out his hand, and embraced the person opposite him.
Then he lowered his head and covered his cool lips.
It was a very warm feeling, with a light and clean fragrance.
He didn't know how to kiss at all, so he just leaned against her and touched her lightly, as if as long as he held her like this, even if it was an illusion, he could live forever
The young man's lips contained a clear and light smell of blood, and his weak breath brushed his cheeks as if nothing seemed to exist.
Wan Yao leaned in his arms blankly, only feeling the cold and soft touch of her lips, and even trembling slightly. The cold Xuanjia's murderous aura has not subsided, and she seems to feel the bitter wind and smoke on the battlefield hitting her.
Wan Yao lightly caressed that scarred and bloody face, before she could hold it, the other's lips slowly slid from the corners of her mouth to her cheeks, his head rested heavily on her neck, and the weight of her whole body was instantly pressed down. Come here
Immediately, the world spun and fell down in the weeds.
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Xiang Huan felt that he had a very long and very busy dream.
In the dream, the battle was raging, he held the snow teeth and galloped wildly on the horse, but the originally vast flat land in front of him suddenly turned into a cliff, and he and the horse fell off the high cliff top together.
Waking up from a trance and having nightmares, he opened his eyes and saw his room in the small house in Qinglong City.
The long/spear with restrained sharpness is quietly leaning against the corner, and the furnishings in the room are as simple as ever, with animal skins hanging on the wall and winter coats on the table.It creates an illusion that war has never come.
How did you come back?
The last scene of the memory was frozen in the forest outside the city where the army was overwhelming, and all of a sudden, he was pushed in front of him with a thousand thoughts, making him unable to start.
At this time, there was a soft "squeak", and someone pushed the door open.
Someone walked in from the bright outside of the house, with a vague figure.
Wan Yao carefully stepped over the threshold with the tray containing the porridge bowl. It was still quiet inside, and she tried to keep her footsteps as light as possible for fear of disturbing the people in the room.
Didn't know that Xiang Huan had woken up, Wan Yao was completely unprepared, just approached the bed, suddenly saw that pair of quiet star eyes were slightly open, a little hazy from awakening, looking at this place firmly.
Wan Yao was taken aback immediately, and took a step back from her feet. The embarrassment she felt instinctively made her want to retreat, but the person lying down moved very quickly and grabbed her wrist!
A little of the hot porridge spilled out immediately.
Xiang Huan struggled to support himself, and said in a low voice, "Why are you hiding from me?"
Wan Yao lowered her head wanting to hide, "I no."
It's good that he didn't move, but it was only when he moved that he realized that all his internal organs, limbs and bones were in pain, so painful that even he himself couldn't tell where he was injured.
Xiang Huan leaned against the bed with difficulty and got up, Wan Yao put a pillow on his back for him, and sat down next to him, and picked up the porridge bowl beside him.
It was not good to have nothing in my stomach, so I ate two bites with her hands, and I barely came back to life.
Xiang Huan swallowed slowly, and gradually recovered his voice: "How long have I been asleep?"
Wan Yao took a spoonful and fed him, "Three days."
"The general is currently rectifying the defenses in the city, and the people are displaced. Reconstruction alone is a troublesome matter. But I heard that Yuan Fu still ran away, and General Yu led a team to chase him. I don't know if there are any." Catch up."
He was exhausted from hunger, but he wasn't very interested in the war at the moment, so he concentrated on drinking porridge for a while, and when Wanyao served him a second bowl, he simply took it and ate it himself.
So she sat on the sidelines and watched, and took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the soup on the corners of his lips.
Xiang Huan glanced at her secretly from the corner of his eye, put down the bowl immediately, and said with a deliberate smile: "I just had a dream, and I also dreamed of you."
Wan Yao paused, and asked indistinctly, "What did you dream about me?"
"I dreamed of youwatching me kill the enemy under Qinglong City." The young man's tone was a little bit proud, "You don't even know how many beacon cavalry I killed this time, and the two city gates were all guarded by me." of."
She nodded and hummed, then said tentatively, "Then, is there any more?"
"besides¡¡"
Also, I dreamed that I kissed you.
But After thinking about it, he felt that it was too frivolous to say these words. He chewed those words on his lips for a long time, but finally swallowed them back.
Xiang Huan touched the tip of his nose ambiguously, "There's just I don't really remember."
Wan Yao breathed a sigh of relief on the other side.
Then, as if he had a premonition, he pursed his lips lightly¡ª¡ªas expected, he didn't remember. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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