"How can that girl have such skills?" Jiang Manlou questioned.

"She's gone. ”

When she blurted out the words, it was An Hongdou's inadvertence.

I don't know why I suddenly felt unbearable, and my gentle gaze moved to Luo Changfeng, who was pushing the window and looking at the snow, and An Hongdou's voice became as light as a mosquito.

She saw the side face.

Some distressed.

Because she saw that he was distressed.

Even if it's just a side face......

An Hongdou's voice was very soft, and it fell into Jiang Manlou's ears, and the latter was still dumbfounded.

The three of them and Chongyang were a little surprised, and they looked at each other, and Li Xingyun, who was sitting quietly like a Buddha, also silently pronounced the Buddha's name.

Mo Xiangqi behind the door hugged Shen Tianxin.

As comrades of the Ten Sons, they know better than anyone else that Cher is kind and docile.

A person who has grown up under all kinds of care since childhood, a person who has longed for the excitement and noise of the prosperous world since childhood, and a person who can only pretend to be kind and well-behaved in his heart, and regard all the people in the world as his people...... What kind of decision can forge this cold heart?

She used to wear purple dresses, fluttering like a butterfly.

She was now accustomed to wearing a red robe, like a red robe stained red with blood.

She used to listen to the rain and enjoy the snow, holding a book in her hand and a smile on her face.

She was now accustomed to ringing bells and drums, holding a sword in her hand, and her face was joyless and carefree.

It may not be difficult to change someone, but it is definitely a sad thing.

"Dayan has millions of soldiers, but it is the most noble princess of the empire who is the one who resists the enemy in front of the battle. Jiang Manlou laughed sarcastically.

Oh, yes!

There are more than a million soldiers in Dayan!

Yan Nanfei has ten sons and comrades, four princes, Nanfei guests, strong reinforcements from the Imperial League, and thousands of good generals, but in the end, it is a fledgling princess who resists the enemy.

For the Seven States Domain, it was a shame to be defeated twice in a row at the hands of a female junior. But for Jiang Manlou, isn't this a kind of irony? Irony against Yan Nanfei?

Luo Changfeng sighed deeply in his heart.

Then he smiled bitterly reluctantly.

He glanced at An Hongdou and said, "She didn't even know how to hold a sword before." ”

Luo Changfeng was laughing.

But An Hongdou saw it in his eyes, but he couldn't laugh.

......

Yan Nanfei lightly covered the door.

He wanted to care about his sister, he stood in the room and looked at the red-robed shadow for a long time, but he still didn't see Xue'er turn around.

He had no choice but to retreat quietly.

The crown prince, who commanded a million male soldiers, bowed his head and pondered for a long time in front of the door, before he turned around silently, pressed the long sword at his waist, and walked out of the courtyard with a solemn and single painting style in the vast world in the face of the increasingly tight wind and snow.

In the room, the bronze mirror on the dressing table was splattered with blood, and the face in the bronze mirror became blurred.

Xue'er, who sat in front of the dressing table and always refused to pay attention to Yan Nanfei, looked at herself in the mirror, very strong and did not shed tears, her tears were very few.

He took out the handkerchief and gently wiped the blood from his lips.

After the catastrophe, when her realm was still unstable, she had been enduring the pain of the realm backlash when she fought against the old servant Han Wenxuan. It was Yan Nanfei who came to visit, and she also secretly struggled to support herself.

She seemed determined to protect Dayan regardless of something.

She didn't want to show any fragility.

Only when there was no one around, the blood that had accumulated for a long time was relieved to spit out.

The mirror is clean.

The person in the mirror became clear again.

Cher looked at herself in the mirror, but for some reason she felt strange.

......

It's getting late.

But it wasn't dark.

The camp of the millions of allied troops in the Seven States region stretched out as far as the eye could see in the night, like a majestic city.

Countless campfires burned in the snow, and if the night sky was full of stars, it would also lose its color under the countless campfires.

In front of the tent of the Chinese army, Jun Zeyu picked up a wooden branch from nowhere to tinker with the campfire in front of the tent.

The wind and snow are blowing, and the sparks are splashing everywhere.

"The military advisor is quite leisurely. Wanyan Wushuang glanced at the splashing sparks, and looked at Jun Zeyu with a smile on his face.

"Coming?" Jun Zeyu said coldly.

"You know I'm coming. "Wanyan Wushuang didn't find it strange.

"I guessed it by chance. Jun Zeyu chuckled.

"Yes, I wonder if the military advisor can guess that our allies can hope to win tomorrow?"

Jun Zeyu paused.

The wooden branch that had been ignited by the campfire was casually thrown aside, Jun Zeyu patted the dust on his palm, and regardless of whether the fire was buried by the heavy snow, he lifted the tent and said, "Let's go in first." ”

Wanyan Wushuang entered the camp tent.

Jun Zeyu followed.

The Chinese military tent is extremely warm, and it is even a little stuffy for the perfect face Wushuang who is not low in cultivation.

She had been accustomed to this kind of environment for a long time, but she was a little disgusted tonight, and for the first time, she felt disgusted. Whether it's the beast gold charcoal in a few braziers, or the person behind him.

Jun Zeyu habitually sat behind the table.

That's where he comes to the fore.

Wanyan Wushuang looked at him and said: "The prelude to the Battle of Dingding has begun, and the allies have lost two masters in a row, what can you, the great army division that strategizes to win a thousand miles, deal with it?"

Jun Zeyu took out the warm liquor from the boiling hot water and said with a smile: "It turns out that I am here to be held accountable." ”

Wanyan Wushuang stepped forward and sat cross-legged on the futon in front of the table without changing his expression, and took the wine cup from Jun Zeyu's hand: "How dare you be accountable." It's just that this battle is not trivial, and the Seven States Domain family can be said to have bet on all their belongings, and they can't afford to lose. ”

Jun Zeyu took a sip of spirits: "Do you think you will lose?"

Wan Yan Wushuang said: "Everyone will lose sometimes." ”

Jun Zeyu looked at the empty cup and smiled without saying a word.

Wan Yan Wushuang continued: "The countless eyes of the allies are watching, and they can't lose their morale without a fight. Fighting again tomorrow and losing again may chill the hearts of millions of soldiers. ”

Jun Zeyu looked up at Yan Wushuang and smiled meaningfully: "This is a warning from those guys in the Seven States Domain Family?"

Wanyan Wushuang put down the cup: "Or maybe advice is more appropriate." ”

Wanyan Wushuang got up and wanted to leave.

She walked to the tent door, but suddenly there was a burst of fireworks in front of her.

Unguarded, she had to retreat in fright.

Her backward foot suddenly hit something in her way.

She turned around in a hurry and saw that the crooked teeth and bones were like cages growing out from under her feet, trapping herself in them.

She reached out to touch.

The tooth bones burst into flames.

Wanyan Wushuang frowned.

She saw Jun Zeyu pour herself a glass of wine casually.

After drinking it all, Jun Zeyu got up.

"Don't try to tear up, don't try to break. How powerful this Red Dragon Tooth Prison is, I don't think you don't know. ”

He didn't even look at Yan Wushuang.

Like a stranger, Jun Zeyu bypassed the Red Dragon Tooth Prison, which ranked thirty-sixth on the Divine Weapons List, opened the tent door and walked out.

There were two guards in front of the Chinese army's tent.

The two former Bodhi College were both classmates.

Guanshan and Mu Qianye.

The two respectfully gathered behind Jun Zeyu.

Jun Zeyu looked up at the sky: "Say." ”

Guan Shan hugged his fists in salute: "Xingchuan has sent troops." ”

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