From being chased and killed by the Lishan Sect in the mountains behind the remote town of Yilu to staring at the bonfire a moment ago, Xue'er has thought about countless reunions, and the scene of reunion with Brother Changfeng after a long absence.

Whether it is the momentary retrospective glance in the sea of crowds or the afterthought, whether it is looking at each other across the river while watching a round of bright moon or within reach, Xue'er thinks that she can be calm and calm, and she will pretend not to be alarmed at the worst.

But when she saw the familiar face that repeatedly appeared in her mind, she realized that all the emotions, all the emotions that were deliberately disguised and intended to be disguised, collapsed at this moment, at the moment when Brother Changfeng lightly called the word 'Xue'er'.

She can be a glacier that does not melt all year round, or a proud red plum in winter, and she can be dustless in front of everyone.

But once she is blown by the wind, she will be revealed.

The glacier will turn into a warm current, and the red plum will dance with the wind.

In front of him, she is no longer the Snow Princess of the Dayan Empire, she can only be her, and she can only be Xue'er in Brother Changfeng's heart.

Nancy Han nodded at Luo Changfeng and quietly retreated with more than twenty armor soldiers.

There were only two figures left around the campfire.

Luo Changfeng's hand was caressing.

Cher tried hard to calm herself, so she breathed a long sigh of relief and deliberately suppressed the excitement in her heart.

She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her eyes moved away from Luo Changfeng's eyes with some flickering, avoiding his eyes.

"What are you here for, are you here to kill me?"

Luo Changfeng's heart trembled.

There was a dull tingling pain in his chest.

How could I, how could I kill you?

He was in a trance thinking about what he had done.

Whether it is marrying Mulan or crossing the river with Fengling, it seems that they are invisibly hurting Xue'er.

He suddenly wanted to explain it all, but found that he couldn't open his mouth.

What can be said, and what can be explained?

Said that he did not marry Mulan? said that he knew that it was Xue'er who rescued himself from the Imperial League, who was drunk and depraved and sunk?

What can he do after explaining? He can give up the sea of blood for Xue'er and take revenge? He can persuade himself not to kill Yan Bailou?

Ask.

He can't do it!

Luo Changfeng slowly withdrew his hand that was a little trembling and caressing his cheeks, and there was a trance of loneliness on his face.

"Are you alright?"

The hearts of the two are obviously very close.

The two are obviously of the same heart.

At this moment, it seems to have created a barrier, a barrier that is as transparent as a cicada's wings but cannot be pierced no matter what.

It's more like that sentence.

Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost.

"Don't worry. ”

Xue'er's little hand hidden in the red robe held the corner of her skirt tightly, and she said something that she regretted the most in her life but couldn't get it back.

Cher turned her face.

didn't look, and didn't dare to look at Luo Changfeng's eyes.

Luo Changfeng was like being struck by lightning, and he hummed stupidly.

Silent at this time!

He stood by the campfire in a daze and was silent for a long time, a long time, and then turned around sadly.

He wanted to leave, but was entangled in a pair of thin wrists.

Cher suddenly hugged him from behind, hugging him tightly.

Cher was crying.

"Don't take revenge, okay? Don't go to war, okay? Let's drop everything and go to the north of the North Sea, to a deserted place to be isolated from the world, okay? Xue'er doesn't want to be the princess of Dayan, doesn't want to be a general who commands thousands of horses, and Xue'er just wants to be with Brother Changfeng......"

Luo Changfeng's heart was dripping blood.

He could clearly feel Cher's temperature.

He knew that the cry was a burst, and there were endless grievances and fragility in the tears.

He could drop everything for Cher.

But he also knows that all this is laid down, not including hatred!

"I'm sorry!"

Luo Changfeng ruthlessly broke Xue'er's hand and left resolutely.

His tears poured down his cheeks like a torrent.

The moment he took that step, he finally knew that this estrangement was not unfamiliar.

It's called Molu.

Far from the world.

Luo Changfeng smiled stupidly: "The suburbs of Luocheng are called Zimo, it turns out to be Luo and Zi Xiangmo." ”

……

An Hongdou returned to Jiangdu City.

She did not go directly into the city, but made a detour to the ten-mile Xiliu Army camp outside the city, and met Wu Xiuyang and the lieutenants of each battalion.

In front of the 100,000 undefeated Wang Shi, the famous red-robed female general Luo Bing in the Seven Prefectures took off her red robe, and really handed over the tiger talisman and Wang Yin to Wu Xiuyang.

"It's gratifying that you've grown up. My sister now entrusts you with the life and death of 100,000 brothers, and I believe that you can maintain the title of the undefeated king of the Hosoliu Army, and in the future, you will have the strength to provoke the great cause of the Xingyun Prefecture family and country. ”

Late at night.

In front of the 100,000 soldiers and horses of the Xiliu Army, Wu Xiuyang, whose armor did not leave his body, was very excited with the Tiger Fu King Seal in both hands.

In the past, whether in the eyes of the family elders or Sister An, he was just a child who did not learn and had no skills. I have read a lot of books, but I lack real training and experience, and to put it bluntly, it is just talk on paper.

No one knows how much effort he has put into his transformation to where he is now.

He doesn't care about any of that, he only cares about one thing, only one person's approval.

Taking the wind and crossing the Lingdu, breaking the river capital, he finally waited for this day.

Looking at the Tiger Fu King Seal in his hand, Wu Xiuyang cried with joy.

He is no longer a dou who can't be supported, he is the upright and handsome Luo Bing King of the 100,000 undefeated kings, and he is the future young master of Nebula Prefecture.

He is Wu Xiuyang!

Wu Xiuyang wiped away his tears and smiled: "What are my sister's plans in the future?"

"Me?"

An Hongdou, who was dressed in a red dress to bring out her graceful figure, hugged her arms and pretended to groan, her smart eyes were full of smiles.

"Take off your military uniform, and in the future, be a bride of one person. ”

An Hongdou's ruddy cheeks showed a touch of shyness, and she lowered her head with joy.

Many generals and captains of the Xiliu Army have been brothers and sisters for many years, and tonight is the first time to see the graceful appearance of An Hongdou, who is heroic on the battlefield, and they can't help but feel sorry.

A foot soldier rubbed his shoulder against the brother next to him, and said, "I didn't pay attention to it before, but I didn't expect our general to be really beautiful in women's clothes." ”

Xu Fengnian, who was rarely born in the five big and three rough barracks, glanced at Xu Fengnian, who was envious: "No! This is my ideal daughter-in-law......

An Hongdou carried the exquisite sword and left the Xiliu military camp where he had shared honor and disgrace for half his life amid the sound of congratulations.

She was crying a little reluctantly, but she was also laughing.

She wants to get married, and she wants to marry Toshihiko Chu, the best among the people who convince her heart.

So it was then, and so it is now.

She has lived as Luo Bing in the past years, making Luo Bing King famous all over the world.

The battle of the 3,000-foot sword wall can be regarded as the end of the feelings that arose at the beginning.

From now on, she is no longer Luo Bingwang.

She is Ann Hongdou.

The delicate sword An Hongdou who is still thinking about getting married.

Proud and humble.

Lonely and arrogant in front of the world.

Willing to be humble in front of the people you like.

She's going to be the bride of that guy named Hundred Miles of Wind.

If you don't do it for a month, it's a year.

If it doesn't work in one year, it will be ten years.

Anyway, the person she An Hongdou identifies is iron-hearted, and it is for a lifetime!

(PS: One walked, one came.) ）