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The shiny unicorn thorns and scabbard were also shining, as they had all been carefully rubbed by Uncle Bluebeard.

His new blouse didn't fit well because the tailor was in too much of a hurry, and some of the seams were clearly crooked.

The lustrous purple tunic didn't match the patched white walnut trousers and the scarred leather boots, but even with his silver armor, he didn't look like a majestic warrior more than he did now.

"Mengjiao, shall I take you to the station?" she made a request with a little abruptness.

"Please don't send it, my father and my sister will go, and besides, I'd rather you say goodbye to me here, and don't go to the station to get cold, it will leave me with a better memory.

There are already so many things to commemorate. “

Waiting for her to immediately abandon her original plan, if there were two people at the station who didn't like her very much, she wouldn't have a chance to whisper.

"Then I'm not going," she said. "Look, Mengjiao, I have another gift for you. “

Now, when it came time to give him the gift, she was a little embarrassed. She unwrapped it, and it was a long gold belt, made of thick peach satin, with dense tassels at the ends.

It turned out that a few months ago, Zhou Bo brought her a golden scarf from the heart of Lingquan, a gorgeous scarf embroidered with flowers and birds in purple and blue velvet.

This week she carefully removed all the embroidery and made a belt out of the satin.

"Stupid, this is beautiful! Did you make it yourself? Then I feel even more precious. Tie it up for me, dear. The boys will be so red-eyed when they see me in my new clothes, belted and full of splendor. “

Clumsy wrapped this beautiful belt around his thin waist and tied the ends of the belt into a concentric knot above the belt.

The weak could have given him the new blouse, but the belt was a gift from her, a secret prize she had made for him to send to the front, and it would make him think of her as soon as he saw it.

She took a step back and looked at him with pride, feeling that even the feathered ribbon she daydreamed of was not as graceful as a gentleman.

"It's beautiful. He repeated as he stroked the tassel on his belt. "But I know you made it by folding one of your own garments or shawls. Stupid, you shouldn't be like this. It's hard to buy something like this these days. ”

"Hmm, Mengjiao, I'm willing to do anything for you!"

"Really?" his gloomy countenance suddenly brightened.

"Well, there's something you can do for me, stupid, and it's going to make me feel at ease outside. ”

"What's the matter?" asked Clumsy and cheerfully, preparing to take on some great task.

"Stupid, would you like to take care of the weak for me?"

"Take care of the weak?"

She was suddenly disappointed, and her heart was broken, for this was the last thing he had asked of her, and she was about to promise to do something very good and thrilling.

So, she was going to get angry.

This was the moment when she was with Mengjiao, and it was a moment exclusive to her. Yet, in spite of her absence, her cyan shadow remained in the midst of them.

How could he mention weakness when the two of them were talking about each other, how could he make such a request to her?

He didn't notice the look of disappointment on her face.

As usual, his gaze always pierced and went far beyond her, as if he was looking at something else, not seeing her at all.

"Yes, care for her, take care of her. She was vulnerable, but she didn't understand that. She spends all day caring for the wounded, mending the seams, and will wear herself out.

She is so gentle and courageous in this world, except for Aunt Salted Fish, Uncle Winter Melon and you, she has no other relatives, and only in the Dahua Wang family in Devil Jiao Valley, which is a distant cousin, and Aunt Salted Fish-

Stupid, you know, she's like a child, and Uncle Donggua is also an old man, and he loves you very much, not only because you're Papaya's wife, but also because—

Well, because of you, she loves you as a sister.

Stupid, I often have nightmares about what would happen if I were beaten to death, weak and helpless.

Will you grant my request?"

She didn't even hear this last request, because she was frightened by the unlucky word "if".

It turned out that she read the list of casualties every day, reading it with trepidation, knowing that if something happened to Mengjiao, the whole world would be over, but she often felt in her heart that even if the army of the Northern Holy Soul Alliance was completely destroyed, Mengjiao would be spared.

But now he had said such terrible things!

She couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body, and a sense of terror, a kind of almost superstitious horror that she could not overcome with reason, completely calmed her.

She has become a true member of the Demon Realm, believing that people have a premonition, especially for the signs of death.

Moreover, she could see a deep sadness in Mengjiao's purple eyes, which could only be explained by the fact that he had felt the hand of death reaching out to his shoulder, and heard it crying.

"You can't say that! You can't even think about it. It is unfortunate to talk about death for no reason! Now, pray quickly, quickly!"

"Pray for me and light some little candles," he amused at her alarmed tone, and teased her.

But she was too anxious to know what to say, because she imagined the terrible scene, as if Mengjiao was lying far, far away from her in the snow of the Psychic Sanctuary.

He continued, a sense of pathos and resignation in his voice, which further increased her fear, until the anger and disappointment in her heart had vanished without a trace.

"Stupid. That's why I'm asking you, and I don't know if anything will happen to me, if anything will happen to each of us on the front line. It's just that once the end comes, I'm so far away from home, and even if I live, I'm too far away to take care of the weak. ”

"Doomsday?"

"The end of the man-demon holy war - the end of the world. "You promised me, but Mengjiao, you don't think the Southerners can defeat us, do you? This week you've been talking about how powerful General Jiao is—"

"Like everyone who comes home to a loofah fake. I've been lying all this week, why am I trying to scare Aunt Weak and Salted Fish when it's not very necessary? If you die, I won't live!

Yes, stupid, I think the Southerners have taken us.

The Castle of the Beasts is the beginning of the apocalypse.

Those in the rear do not yet know this. They don't understand what we're in, but—

Stupid, the men of our company are still barefoot, and the snow in the Psychic Sanctuary is already very thick.

Every time I saw their frozen feet, their feet wrapped in rags and old sacks, and their bloody footprints in the snow, I knew that I had made a full pair of boots myself.

Well, I thought I should give away my boots and go barefoot. ”

"Please promise me, well, Mengjiao, you must not give it away!"

"Every time I see this and then I look at the Southerners, I think it's all over. Why, stupid, the Southerners are spending a lot of money to hire thousands of soldiers from Euro Training!

Most of our recent captives don't even speak the holy language. They're all savage Illusion Realm people.

But for every time we lose someone, there is no replacement. As soon as our shoes wear out, there are no shoes.

We're surrounded on all sides, stupid, we can't fight the whole world. “

She thought wildly: Let the entire Northern Holy Soul Alliance be smashed and let the world end, but you must not die!

"Stupid, I don't want to scare people. I hope you don't say this to anyone else, and, my dear, I shouldn't have said it to scare you, just to explain why I asked you to take care of the weak.

She's so fragile and timid, and you're so strong. As long as the two of you are together, even if something happens to me, you can rest assured, will you promise me, stupid?"

"Now, yes!" she said loudly, because at that time she thought that Mengjiao would die soon, and she had to agree to any request. "Mengjiao, Mengjiao! I can't let you go! I simply don't have the courage to do this!"

"You have to muster up courage," his voice was a little louder and deeper, and his words were spoken cleanly, as if there was a sense of urgency urging him.

"You have to be brave, or how can I stand it?" she observed the expression on his face with happy eyes, wondering if his words meant that he could not bear to break up with her, as she did herself.

His countenance was still as tense as when he had gone downstairs after saying goodbye to weakness, and there was no meaning in his eyes.

He leaned down, holding his clumsy face in both hands, and kissed him lightly on the forehead.

"Stupid, stupid, so beautiful, so strong, so good! Honey, your beauty is not only in this lovely face, but in everything about you, your body, your mind, and your soul. ”

"Now, Mengjiao," she whispered pleasantly, for his words and his gentle kiss made her feel excited. "It's just you, and no one else—"

"I often think that maybe I know you better than others, and I can see the beauty in the depths of your heart, while others are too careless and rash to notice. “

He didn't say any more, and lowered his hand from her face, but still stared into his eyes. She waited with bated breath for a moment, desperate for him to continue, tiptoeing to hear the magical three words.

But he didn't say anything.

So she searched his face frantically, her lips trembling as she found him silent.

The disappointment of her hopes made it all the more unbearable, and she sat down with a soft "na!" like a child, tears welling up in her eyes.

Then she heard an ominous sound coming from the driveway outside her window, which made her even more nervous to feel that separation from Mengjiao was imminent.

She felt a pang of sorrow in her heart, more terrified than a pagan hearing the sound of the Styx ferry.

It turned out that Uncle Bluebeard had come to the door wrapped in Jiaojin, and he brought the unicorn car over to send Mengjiao to the station.

Mengjiao said "goodbye" softly, picked up the broad-brimmed felt hat she had taken from Zhou Bo from the table, and walked towards the gloomy hall, he grabbed the handle on the door of the living room, and turned his head to look at her intently.

It was as if he wanted to take everything on her face and body with him.

She also looked at his face with vague teary eyes, and her throat choked out, for she knew that he was about to leave in the blink of an eye, and hastened away from her life under her care and the protection of this family, and did not say the words she longed to hear.

Maybe never to come back, time is fast like a torrent, and it's too late now.

She staggered across the living room and into the hall, grabbing his belt with one hand.

"Kiss me," she whispered. "Give me a goodbye kiss. “

He stretched out his arms and gently hugged her, and leaned his head, and as soon as his lips touched hers, her arms wrapped tightly around his neck.

In an immeasurably short moment, he pressed her body against himself.

Then she felt his muscles tense suddenly, but he raised his head and threw his hat to the ground, and at the same time freed his hands and released both of her arms from his neck.

"No, don't be like that, stupid," he whispered, grappling her two crossed wrists.

"I love you," she choked up, "I've always loved you, I've never loved anyone else." I married Papaya just to make you sad - to make you sad. Now, Mengjiao, I love you so much, I would like to go to the Psychic Sanctuary step by step, so that I can stay by your side!

I'm going to cook for you, polish your boots, feed you the unicorn, Mengjiao, and say you love me!

You say, with this sentence, I will live on it for the rest of my life, and I will die willingly!"

He stooped down abruptly to pick up the hat, and then she glanced at his face, the most sorrowful face she had ever seen, and its expression was no longer indifferent.

His face showed love for her and joy because of her love, but at the same time there was shame and despair to struggle with.

"Goodbye," he said in a hoarse voice.

The door creaked open, and a cold wind swept into the room, blowing the curtains around.

Clumsy stood shivering in the cold wind as he watched Mengjiao run towards the unicorn car in the aisle.

The demon slayer knife on his waist flickered in the weak winter sun, and the tassels of his belt fluttered happily.

The Holy Soul passed in January and February 1664, and the hearts of the people were gloomy, and with the defeat of the two major battles of the Castle of the Beast and the Castle of the Flames, the center of the Northern Front had collapsed.

After a fierce battle, almost all of the Holy Souls had fallen into the hands of the Southern Army.

But despite all the sacrifices, the spirit of the North has not been crushed. It is true that a grim determination has replaced the ambitious hopes, but one can still find a glimmer of brilliance in the clouds.

Last September, for example, the Southerners tried to take advantage of the Holy Spirit's victory to advance on the demons, but they were resolutely repulsed.

In the farthest corner of the Demon Spirit, there was the first fierce battle in the land of the Demon Spirit since the beginning of the Demon Spirit, and the Southern Yankees seized the top of the Fire Jiao, and then passed through the mountain pass into the territory of the Demon Spirit, but they were beaten back by the Northern Army, and the losses suffered were also quite heavy.

In the major victory of the Northern Army of the Rotting Corpse, the Valley of Wind and Cloud and its Huojiao steam car track transportation played an important role. (To be continued.) )