Chapter Seventy-Three: Who Wants to Replace Whom

But how is it possible? In just a few months, Emperor Xuanyuan slaughtered a million people?

Pei Ji felt ridiculous and terrifying.

The corners of Mu Yi's mouth curled slightly.

What's impossible?

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong is a heavenly body!

Heaven chooses people to slaughter, to live to kill, to die to kill.

Mu Yi calmly looked at Emperor Xuanyuan Hong, and suddenly his apricot eyes were slightly bent, and a happy smile appeared on his face.

She was very happy to see Xuanyuan Dihong again.

She smiled.

Laugh as much as you want.

Familiar shapes, familiar feelings.

Emperor Xuanyuan felt a moment of panic in his heart, and when he came back to his senses, he was already full of anger.

"Do you want to die?" glaring at Mu Yi coldly, Xuanyuan Emperor Hong's hand holding the broad hilt of the sword tightened.

There was a touch of inquiry buried in the bottom of his eyes.

"No," Mu Yi replied without hesitation.

After standing for a long time, my legs were numb, and I couldn't find a place to sit and rest.

Mu Yi sighed, threw the iron sword in his hand on the ground, and Shi Shiran sat down, regardless of whether the skirt would be dirty or not......

'Do whatever you want', at the end of the day, don't care.

She didn't care if her clothes would get dirty if they dragged on the floor, and she didn't care if others were hostile to her.

Could it be that the person in front of him is really purple?

Xuanyuan Emperor Hong looked at Mu Yi's face like a flower, and lost his mind slightly.

Han Ya and the other soldiers stood aside, and the intuition Mu Yi and Xuanyuan Emperor Hong stood and sat together, and between the two, the atmosphere was strange.

A world that is difficult for others to fork into.

A very low groan suddenly came from the bamboo chair, and Emperor Xuanyuan Hongxian remembered the purpose of the army's early return to the camp.

Emperor Xuanyuan gave up Mu Yi, stepped to the bamboo chair in two big steps, bent down to pick up the purple-clothed woman on the chair, and walked to the highest tent.

Ziyi and Mu Yi, Xuanyuan Emperor Hong chose Ziyi.

The woman who pretended to be purple and entered the barracks, if she did not get the approval of Xuanyuan Dihong, she would be escorted and used as a military prostitute.

Mu Yi sat on the ground for a long time, as if he didn't feel the 'sympathetic' gaze around him.

The soldiers who were about to step forward to arrest people looked at each other when they saw Mu Yi looking like he was 'fearless'.

Not to mention, Emperor Xuanyuan looked at her, and the eyes of the two were intertwined, revealing an indescribable sticky feeling.

No one dared to go up and arrest Mu Yi in person.

"Someone!" came the voice of Xuanyuan Dihong from the tent, and the tarpaulin was blown away by the internal energy current.

Emperor Xuanyuan Hong saw that everyone was surrounding Mu Yi and did not move, and he didn't look at Mu Yi stingily, looking at the soldiers who were standing, his aura was full of aura, and he sternly ordered, "Go and call the doctor!"

The soldiers in front of him were shocked to the point that their ears resonated, and they covered their ears and only agreed, pushing the two soldiers who were trembling with their legs nearby, and went to find someone together.

The old people don't know each other.

Mu Yi touched Linglong's small nose and wanted to laugh.

Immediately relieved.

Also.

A few months ago, Emperor Xuanyuan was still in the stage of trying to remove the mask from his face - he had no idea what he looked like.

Mu Yi stroked the hem of his bear-stained clothes and sighed.

Now that Emperor Xuanyuan is powerful, sensitive and suspicious, how can he regain his trust?

"Invite her to my tent!" Through the thick tarpaulin, Xuanyuan Dihong suddenly commanded coldly, and glanced at Mu Yi with a warning as he spoke, "Don't leave the tent for half a step!"

In the tent, lying on a chaise longue, the woman in purple wearing a mask pursed her lips in displeasure.

Mu Yi was stunned.

The soldiers around him were ready to surround him.

Mu Yi came to his senses.

The 'she' in Emperor Xuanyuan's mouth is himself.

After the wound was disinfected with spirits, it was sprinkled with the best medicine, and Xuanyuan Dihong personally tied a strap on her.

“…… You need to recuperate," the doctor advised, "There is still some food to eat, and you need to avoid it......"

Xuanyuan Dihong washed his hands on the side, and his big palm flipped to reveal the abrasions in his palms.

The woman in purple thought about the flying spear that stabbed at her with the power of thunder on the battlefield before.

stroked his shoulders and looked at the tall back of Emperor Xuanyuan Hong, the purple-clothed woman's face was as tender as water.

The man galloped up a thousand people and grabbed the tail of the gun.

So, the shot pierced not her heart, but her shoulder circumference.

After holding on for a while, her shoulder was really a little painful, and the woman in purple leaned back on the chaise longue, watching Xuanyuan Dihong wash her hands without blinking, pull over the soft silk and wipe her hands.

Then, he sat down on a stool.

And then ...... He actually began to be in a daze.

The woman in purple was suddenly alert.

Xuanyuan Dihong is not a person who can be 'in a daze'! There is no word 'daze' in his dictionary!

The woman in purple remembered what Emperor Xuanyuan looked like when she tied her bandages.

As usual, he moved softly and never left...... Everything is the same, just as domineering, just as intimate.

There is only one difference.

He seems to be wandering......

Distracted?!

The woman in purple stood up, dumbfounded, and looked at Emperor Xuanyuan in disbelief.

The man who softened his heart when she was pierced by a needle pierced his finger was no longer as heartbroken and soulless as before when she was pierced around the shoulder with a flying spear.

It shouldn't be like this......

The doctor was still nagging and telling her to avoid eating, and the woman in purple bit her lip, and under the mask, her pale lips turned red.

Xuanyuan Dihong's changes are because of the woman in light purple clothes he saw before?

The woman in purple bowed her head.

The clothes on her body are authentic purple begonia color, red with purple, extremely dark color, very different from the woman in light purple clothes.

The woman in purple held her forehead, and her heart suddenly flashed.

Could it be that she is really purple?!

The woman in purple straightened up suddenly, carefully recalling the scene when she first met, when she first met, Xuanyuan Emperor Hong was very resistant to the woman in light purple clothes, and between the two, although it was not any tension, it was not friendly......

In the end, it was Xuanyuan Emperor Hong who left first, and then in the tent, a rare exit, to let people take her to his private tent?

The woman in purple felt her eyelids jump violently, and couldn't help but reach out and press it.

Really, not normal.

"Alright," the woman in purple had a splitting headache and let out a low voice, stopping the doctor's chatter, "you can stand down first." ”

The doctor immediately stopped, glanced at Ziyi, and hesitantly admonished, "You are seriously injured, you should take precautions and recuperate." ”

After saying that, he bowed and withdrew.

The skills of the woman in purple should not be underestimated, and Xuanyuan Dihong, who has always been forbidden and strict with soldiers, is extremely protective of the woman in purple.

Although Ziyi is a woman, she has a transcendent status in the army.

They all know it.

Yes, without waiting for Emperor Xuanyuan to order, the doctor went out.

Ziyi was dumbfounded for a moment.

Look, her status by Xuanyuan Dihong's side is so special...... But now, it seems that someone wants to break her specialness!

No, that person wants to replace himself and surpass himself......

The woman in purple sneered, thinking about Mu Yi's indifferent complexion, and a sharp light shot out of her purple glass eyes.

He went to the battlefield to kill the enemy, she accompanied him, he was injured and almost died, she saved him by exchanging her life!

That woman, what qualifications does she have to stand by his side instead of her?!