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    The wind was strong and the snow particles were blowing on my face like knives.  The night swallowed up everything, and the clear snow covered the sky and the earth in a vast whiteness, making it difficult to see the north, south, east, and west.  The night was long, making every moment painful.  On this vast icy forest and river, two muscular attendants carried a gentleman and ran for several miles, pushing the soldiers and horses chasing behind them further and further away.

    The man they were holding was motionless, as stiff as an ice sculpture.  However, Lang Jun's eyes were red, as if they were about to bleed.

    An abandoned Taoist temple appeared in sight, standing alone in the wilderness.  Because there are few people there, the Taoist temple has been abandoned for an unknown period of time.  The two attendants' eyes lit up, and they led Lang Jun into the Taoist temple.  After landing on the ground, standing in the dark hall covered with cobwebs, listening carefully that there was no movement of pursuers behind them, the two attendants breathed a sigh of relief.  Then he turned his head and heard a slap with a clear sound.

    "Snapped¡ª¡ª"

    Each person was slapped with such force that the two of them turned their faces sideways and took two steps back.

    And Fan Silang and Fan Qingchen, who was finally able to move, stared at the two people with splitting eyes, like a ferocious beast eating people.  His arm was seriously injured, and half of his robe was stained black with blood. Fan Qingchen's raised arm was trembling, his face was stretched, and his veins were trembling.  His expression was too tense and his emotions were too intense, and his handsome face looked ferocious and distorted for a moment.

    Fan Qingchen kicked his foot away again, knocking the two of them to the ground.  He is like the most vicious master in the world, treating his servants whom he regards as worthless.  The lives of the two attendants were not a problem in his eyes. He kicked and beat them. His face was distorted. Looking at these two people, he looked like he was looking at the enemy who killed his father.  There was a lump in Fan Qingchen's throat, and he made a loud gasping and hoarse voice:

    "Who asked you to make your own decisions? Who asked you to tap my acupuncture points!"

    "You actually left her behind, you actually left Sister Luo behind!"

    He was vicious, his chest was heavy, his eyes were red, and under the extremely intense emotions, tears that he tried to control almost burst out of his eyes: "Do you know what you are doing! I asked you to save her! You actually harmed her!"

    The two attendants were both brave and fearless in the face of the enemy, but their servility and loyalty remained unchanged. Faced with the punches and kicks of their husband, they could only kneel firmly: "The master asked us to protect him"

    "I don't need it!" A noble man like Fan Qingchen would also say such foul words. He grabbed someone by the collar and was about to hit him again. His injured arm was numb with pain, making his whole body tremble. "She is my life."  , she is my favoritego back, go back and save her, save her!"

    Fan Qingchen went crazy, and the string of reason snapped in his mind.  The dark night, endless snow, and enemy soldiers who were stronger than her were everywhere.  How could she survive?  Can she withstand those fierce men?

    She will be humiliated, she will dieThroughout the ages, those beauties who lived in history books and died innocently in men's battles have disappeared like beautiful women

    He finally snatched her from Lu Yun and secretly took her away from Nanyang. He wanted to marry her and take her to the North but he left her behind!  Throw it to those men who stare at her like hungry wolves!

    Fan Qingchen¡¯s face became even more distorted, and his arms couldn¡¯t use any strength. He kicked with his feet mercilessly, trying to kill the two attendants who made the decision for him.  He was completely crazy. He kicked the joint bones with his feet and heard a crisp sound, which was the sound of bones breaking.  But he didn't care, he wanted to kill these two people!

    The voice in my ear was vague: "Langjun, Langjun, calm down"

    Fan Qingchen¡¯s heart felt like a knife piercing his heart, and he felt empty at the same time.  He hated the person in front of him so much that he kicked and beat him, and then suddenly rushed out of the Taoist temple, shaking like crazy.  Lang Jun stepped on the snow and staggered down the road.  He fell to the ground and got up again, his head and face covered with snow.  The dejected and ordinary mood of losing everything, the face of the girl that kept appearing in front of him

    Fan Qingchen smiled miserably. He dug away the snow that was tripping him, choked with laughter, and vomited blood again: "Sister Luo! Sister Luo wait for me, I will save you, I will save you"

    He threw himself on the ground in a frenzy and was in pain: "I'm too weak, I can't protect youSister Luo, Sister Luo"

    The two attendants who were supporting each other limped out and chased him. Seeing Fan Silang running like crazy in the snow, the two of them looked shocked. Regardless of being injured, they ran down to the snow to help him.

    Another irrational beating and scolding!

    The words are even more insulting!

    When Fan Qingchen collapsed and went crazy like this, he suddenly looked up with his two attendants and heard the sound of horse hooves that shook like thunder.  The horse's hooves vibrated, from far to near, with great force.  Fan Qingchen's face was still blank, but the faces of the two attendants suddenly turned pale. They tensed up and desperately stood in front of the crazy man, guarding against the incoming person - could the pursuer have caught up?

    Why is this so?He shouted loudly, jumped off the horse first, and walked towards the girl.

    Luo Lingyu was lying on her back. Her body was frozen, but she was conscious.  She didn't know that she didn't say anything or make any expression, but she tried her best.  She smiles softly and flatteringly, making people fascinated by her smile.  She blinked pitifully and whispered: "General, I am willing to serve you. Can you ask them all to step back?"

    "General, I know about some military aircraft in the South. I want to tell the general, but I just ask the general to show mercy to me"

    The men¡¯s eyes were burning, and the leader lowered his head, clasped Luo Lingyu¡¯s chin, and looked at her face.  After running away all night, the dirt on his face was long gone.  The leader was stunned: "there is such a stunning beauty"

    How lucky!

    He couldn¡¯t wait to grab Luo Lingyu¡¯s shoulders and hug the thin girl into his arms.  Whatever she said, he responded.  He was saying "Okay, okay, okay" indiscriminately, and even the girl's thick long hair that was scattered on his arm was so beautiful that it made the Northern general tremble.  He lowered his head and wanted to kiss Fangze. Suddenly, he heard the sound of arrows piercing the air.

    For a moment, everyone was horrified to see black arrows shooting from behind, piercing their general's chest and lungs.

    The soldiers jumped on their horses and turned around: "Who -"

    Thousands of troops and horses were scattered around the snowfield, forming a circle to surround them.

    The stern-faced man held a bow and arrow and shot another arrow.  The arrow only entered the body of the man lying on Luo Lingyu who had been pierced through the chest and abdomen.

    After this arrow, Lang Jun indifferently hooked up his bow and shot the third arrow.  The black arrows whirled through the snow, stabbing at the same dead person in the same direction

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    Luo Lingyu panted, her body seemed to have gained some warmth, and she pushed away the heavy man pressing on her body.

    She raised her long eyelashes covered with snow and mist and looked at it blankly.

    The black and heavy Southern troops surrounded them and came to kill these Northern vanguards.  The young Wang Chong of Hengyang was leading the charge.  Luo Lingyu, who was slumped on the snow, saw Lu Yun.  I saw Lu Yun kill the same person with three arrows in a row.  The man died, but his arrow still shot out.

    ??Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, boundless and bright with snow, Lang Jun is coming on horseback.

    " Just like in the heavy fog in Ruyang back then, among the corpses on the ground, in despair, someone would break through the fog and come to save her.

    Seeing Lu Yun dismounting from his horse, he walked towards her.  The face becomes clearer and clearer, the eyes are dark, and the snow-white robe becomes clearer and clearer.  In this era, white is advocated. Lu Sanlang was dressed in a white robe and light fur, walking in the dim light of heaven and earth.  He didn't look cool, but his face was cold, but people couldn't take their eyes away.

    " Luo Lingyu lowered her eyes in embarrassment for a moment. When he came over, she felt embarrassed, embarrassed, and her self-esteem was humiliated.  I was both excited and aggrieved, and I didn¡¯t want him to see me in such a miserable state

    ¡­¡­

    She wanted to be perfect and leave a perfect impression on him even once.

    Let him be moved to death by her.

    ¡­¡­

    Luo Lingyu lowered her head, helpless, and touched the cold blood on the ground with her fingers.  When he saw the corpse lying in a pool of blood next to him, he instinctively panicked and wanted to escape.

    She resisted and shrank back, but the man squatted down and took her into his arms.  She stagnated, and her whole body was surrounded by the warm and addictive husband's breath.  It wasn't the scent of Fan Shilang that made her uneasy, or the scent of enemy soldiers that made her sick, but the light, light scent that belonged exclusively to Lu Yun.

    Lu Yun whispered: "Your Majesty, I'm here, don't be afraid. Do you hate me?"

    The tears that had not been in the girl's eyes suddenly fell.  She felt herself shaking her head, but she was just held tightly by Lu Yun, her face buried in his arms, shedding tears, and was picked up by him.  Sometimes she choked, sometimes shed tears, and sometimes wanted to burst into tears.

    The infinite grievance, the self-esteem that will never be obtained, the joy and confusion of seeing him Luo Lingyu stretched out her arms and hugged his neck: "Lu Yun!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.  com
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