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    In Lu Erlang's dream, when the timeline retreated, Lu Yun and a small number of soldiers were trapped in the mountains.  It snowed and foggy, and Lu Erlang watched helplessly as his brother and his own soldiers were chased by the enemy.  They encountered them in the mountains. The number of enemy troops was not large, but the attack was fierce.  On the Southern Army side, the number of soldiers led by Lu Yun became less and less.

    Lu Erlang followed his third brother in panic: Why is this happening?  What kind of war would require the third brother to fight?  Could it be that Nanyang fell?

    His mood was ups and downs: But he clearly dreamed that the Nanyang War was won before.

    Lu Yun was also injured, his robe was covered in bloodstains, not fatal, but enough to impair his movement.  Lang Jun was walking in the knee-deep new snow, holding a sword in his hand. When he casually raised his head, he heard the subtle sound of piercing the air.  The veins on the back of Lu Yun's sword-holding hand protruded. There were two thumps beside him, and the last two soldiers following him also fell to the ground.

    A thick fog filled the sky and the earth.

    Lu Yunmo stared at him, waiting vigilantly for the person who stepped out of the mist.

    The young man walked out like this, wearing a dark green military robe, carrying a bow, sword and boots.  The young man has a clear look on his face, and his figure is tall and tall.  He stepped on the snow and walked out of the fog, and Lu Yun could tell that this was a powerful enemy.

    Lu Sanlang whispered: "Dead soldiers? From the Northern Kingdom? Is there room for discussion on changing the course?"

    The young man said casually: "You are injured and you are no match for me. If you die, the Southern Kingdom is over. I will go back to the Northern Kingdom after my mission is over and I can go home."

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    Lu Yun was exhausted and suffered numerous casualties, but this young man was extremely skilled in martial arts.

    When his chest and abdomen were pierced by the sword, Lu Yun's face turned pale, he covered the wounds on his chest and abdomen with his hands, and staggered back.  The blood oozing out from between his fingertips stained his slender fingers red, and fell to the ground drop by drop.

    Lu Yun finally fell down unwillingly.

    The young man took away his sword and saw Lu Sanlang fell down and leaned against the rocks.  The tip of the young man's ears twitched, and he was confused when he heard a female voice calling from the mountain: "Lu Yun! Lu Yun¡ª¡ª"

    The sound is still far away, still lingering in the mountains.  The young man heard the sound and put his ear to the ground again, hearing the arrival of the southern soldiers and horses.

    The young man judged that the rescue from the southern country was coming, and immediately stopped fighting.  He killed Lu Yun with one sword. Seeing that Lu Sanlang's breathing was weak and there was no chance of survival, he turned around and left without fighting.  With his sharp and swift movements, he jumped into the fog and his back was no longer visible.

    But Lu Erlang, who was like a wandering soul, suddenly raised his head and looked around.

    ¡°I know that I am just a bystander here, a wandering soul, and it is impossible for others to hear or see.  But as he was running through the heavy fog, he vaguely heard the shouts of himself and Luo Lingyu.

    The girl stumbled into the room and shouted with choked sobs: "Lu Yun, Lu Yun, where are you -"

    Lu Erlang Lu Xian, who was like a wandering spirit: "Cousin! Cousin! Come with me, the third brother is here! I know where he is -"

    However, he could not find anyone in the heavy fog.  He began to regret his status as a scholar. It would be great if he had strong martial arts skills and was a world-famous knight-errant.

    "It's a pity that he just returned to Lu Yun with a pale face.

    He couldn¡¯t ask for help, his eyes were red, and he accompanied his third brother through the last stage of his life.  See how he suffered, how he wrote that bloody letter, how he held the purse and looked at it over and over.

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    The stage before death is the most difficult.

    The blood in my body is running out, my breathing is getting harder and harder, and my heart seems to have been sucked out.  Lu Xian saw that kind of pain in his younger brother.

    After getting through that stage, Lang Jun¡¯s face became calmer again.  Because he could no longer feel the pain in his body, his soul had been torn apart from his body.  Life is like a revolving lantern. I think of many things in the past in a blur.

    Luo Lingyu¡¯s cries were getting closer and closer: ¡°Lu Yun, Lu Yun!¡±

    Accompanied by Lu Erlang, the young man had already closed his eyes.  He sighed for the last time: "Your Majesty"

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    I wonder if he heard the call of his beloved.

    That was already too late.

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    When Lu Erlang was deep in sleep, breathing rapidly and sweating profusely, the rain in the alley at dusk became heavier.  The oil truck did not get out of the alley, but was blocked in the alley with the cars next to it.  The maid and the boy held umbrellas and went to communicate with the coachmen blocked in front to see who could get out first so that the cars could go out one by one.

    Lu Erlang fell asleep, but the young lady next to him, Luo Yunhua, did notHe still has the handsome and graceful beauty of Jianye Yulang that is so popular.  However, now that we haven't seen him for less than a month, he is now black and blue, and the stubble on his chin is also green and has not been dealt with for many days This must be because he stayed up too late.

    What makes Luo Lingyu even more sad is that for such a sensitive person, she squatted in front of him and he hadn't woken up yet.  How tiring this must be.

    She was still angry: he only cared about the war and those things.  Does he remember that he has not yet passed his own death?  So active, what if you die on the battlefield?

    It made her worry about him for so long.

    Luo Lingyu kept complaining in her heart and her nose was sore.  She wiped the water stains from the corners of her eyes and calmly checked whether there were any injuries on his body.  She did turn his arms, hug him and touch his body. His face was leaning against her neck, and the stubble made her uncomfortable.

    However, he did not have any injuries.

    Luo Lingyu relaxed her heart and muttered in a low voice: "It's a good thing you weren't hurt, otherwise I would have been mad at you."

    The dusk has passed, and the winter night has entered early, and lights are lit everywhere in the camp.  Under the light of the lantern, the girl sitting in the haystack with the husband was still uneasy. She rolled up his sleeves, took his hand, and wanted to feel his pulse.  Putting his fingers on Lu Yun's wrist, he looked down and saw Lang Jun's fingers, the back of his hand, and the veins.

    What a beautiful hand.

    The bones and flesh are even, the fingers are slender, and even the blood vessels are so beautiful.

    Especially when she was following the military doctor to treat the wounded recently, she saw a lot of men's hands, and when she saw hands like Lu Yun's Even in the eyes of a doctor, these were a pair of good-looking hands.

    It annoys people.

    Luo Lingyu stared intently at Lu Yun's hand, when her neck was suddenly stabbed. She trembled and saw Lu Yun open his eyes.  He muttered a vague "Hmm" and slowly sat up straight. When he saw her, his expression was filled with surprise as if he hadn't woken up.  Lu Yun's voice was very low, with the confusion of sleep: "What are you doing?"

    Luo Lingyu's heart trembled: "Looking at how good your hands are I can't help but want to give you an injection."

    Lu Yun: ""

    His fingers trembled, his mind returned, and he was suddenly awakened by her.

    Luo Lingyu held her chin up and looked up, her eyes watering.  She sat next to him, smiling, gentle and smart, and cunning.

    During the long night, the evening breeze blew on their faces, and the two of them looked at each other.

    The tacit understanding that needs no words is in the eyes.

    Tired and warm.  Happy, nostalgic.  Lu Yun raised his eyelashes, lowered his eyelids, and kissed the girl while sitting casually leaning against the haystack.  Vaguely, Lu Yun whispered: "Am I too impatient"

    Suddenly, General Wei's voice came out loud and harsh: "Lu Shenjun"

    General Wei turned a corner, and his soldiers held lanterns. With sharp eyes, he saw the man and woman kissing among the haystacks.  General Wei was stunned, then immediately turned around and left: Yes, you are just too impatient and lustful!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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