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The restlessness of the scene Mu Xiaoluo stood outside the city and saw it clearly, the soldiers on the city tower who were originally in order didn't know where their souls had drifted at this time, and a pair of eyes would only stare at the cauldron set up by the army led by Mu Xiaoluo. [To see the latest chapter of this book, please go to Sugar Hua.]. The update is so fast. The clouds in his eyes reflect the wind and snow lightly, but he looks like he has a 'chest'.

The snow-white carrier pigeon flew in the distance, flapping its wings in the snow, faintly a little unreal, but it landed firmly on Mu Xiaoluo's shoulder, Mu Xiaoluo retracted her gaze staring at the city tower, and reached out to tear off the letterhead tied to the pigeon's 'leg'.

"I'm in the East City, a hundred miles away from you. Mu Xiaoluo's eyes darkened slightly, when such a large-scale war broke out, Xiao Jin did not choose to stand idly by, on the contrary, he took the team of the palace and part of Mu Xiaoluo's people and joined the war in person. Mu Xiaoluo looked at the letterhead and smiled shallowly. Xiao Jin must not know that he regained a city with his three-inch incorruptible tongue.

As long as this city is recovered and continues to move forward, you will be able to meet Xiao Jin's army, and then the two armies will be able to unite, that is, it is time for victory to start, when, the four seas will be peaceful, forever and forever away from war and disaster, when, the country will be stable, and she will no longer need to run around the 'waves', and she can keep the oath of a lifetime and a couple, Mu Xiaoluo slowly closed her eyes, and there were snow's 'flowers' falling on her face. Mao's hair, turned into droplets, and slipped down her unpowdered face, and when the new soldiers saw this, they couldn't help but straighten their eyes, and immediately a veteran slapped them on the head.

"Look at what, join us with fine wine and 'meat', but there are no beauties, and our generals in the whole army are beauties, if you are not afraid of death, try it, and see how you died. As soon as the veteran's words fell, all the soldiers present laughed, as if they had heard something particularly interesting. It was as if I had seen the appearance of this recruit falling off his horse.

"I really don't know what you think, could it be that there is no man in this world, and you actually let a 'woman' lead the troops to fight, if you want me to say, this 'woman' should be picking mulberry and weaving at home with children, why did she come out and 'show' her face to fight. "The recruits disdain for their efforts, just as the veterans once disdained a 'woman' to lead them. However, now no one will express their disdain for Mu Xiaoluo, and Mu Xiaoluo can no longer be defined by a simple 'woman' in their hearts.

"When you follow her for a long time, you will know that there are no men in the world who are inferior to her. "A 'woman' can make a man say this sentence willingly, which contains more than just that she is in charge, the recruit is still very disdainful, raised his head and drank a big sip of spirits, warmed his body, but did not say anything to refute, after all, he still knows that he is just an outsider, it is better not to say more, he doesn't want to offend these veterans, but these veterans are all cowards who have been touched by Mu Xiaoluo's maternal love in his eyes. hua. [Sugar Novel]

These veterans didn't care about him, turned their heads, and drank wine with a smile, Mu Xiaoluo was standing not far from them, a pair of keen ears had already captured their conversation, and naturally knew that those soldiers were dissatisfied and disdainful of themselves, but they only smiled faintly, and didn't say much.

Someone handed a glass of hot wine in Mu Xiaoluo's hand, the wine glass was even a little hot, and there was a mist curling out of the glass, Mu Xiaoluo looked down at the wine in the glass, and turned her head to look at the man who gave her the wine. Ling Chenfeng's eyes were not on Mu Xiaoluo's body, but he looked into the distance with a clear gaze, that deep gaze, it was never possible to guess what he was thinking, Mu Xiaoluo lowered her head and took a sip of the wine in the glass, and the slightly hot wine slid sliding through her mouth so spicy, and finally left a trace of sweetness, which slid down her esophagus.

"Drink some wine to warm up, I don't think this battle is easy to fight. Ling Chenfeng said lightly, there was an indescribable loneliness between his voices, and the whole person looked lonely. There is a peerless loneliness that takes root in his body, and the vines grow. Mu Xiaoluo suddenly opened her mouth, in a tone that was colder than the snow, and gradually, in the midst of this thousand-knife battlefield, Mu Xiaoluo's body invisibly condensed a murderous aura, her face was 'fine', but with a natural charm, from a distance, Zhuo Ran** , but it is no longer silent, but irresistible and strong, the arrogance around the body is also the arrogance of people blocking and killing, and the arrogance of the Buddha blocking and killing the Buddha, at the moment when he approached Mu Xiaoluo, he would also find that Mu Xiaoluo's whole person was condensed, and in this snowy sky, there was a momentum that was colder than the snow.

Freeze all people's pride and insistence into ice, it seems that in front of Mu Xiaoluo, only Mu Xiaoluo is the only being, and the others must all be prostrate at her feet and be enslaved by her for life.

This is an aura, dominating the world, if it weren't for Mu Xiaoluo being a 'female' person, even Ling Chenfeng would think that she was the only one to sit on the throne, but Mu Xiaoluo was just a 'female' person.

"I know that I, as a 'woman', have oppressed you for too long, suppressing your arrogance, pressing your dignity, and pressing your iron bones as a man. The moment Mu Xiaoluo turned around, the elegance from the corner of her eyes poured out unconsciously, and the moment she turned her eyes back like a wisp of love, inextricably wrapped around the heart of the man in front of her, and she was strained fiercely, and she had fallen into the skin and flesh, unable to extricate herself.

"This is the way of the world, it has always been the ability to live, although you are a 'woman', but you have the ability that I don't have, you stand on top of me, what reason can I have to complain, I can only blame myself for not learning the arts. Ling Chenfeng smiled softly, Mu Xiaoluo's eyes were slightly stunned, she was still used to looking at his 10,000-year-old iceberg, and now the iceberg was opened, even if it was a thousand good-looking gentleness, it was still not as good-looking in her eyes as in the old days.

I always feel that something is missing, maybe it is the deepest touch of truth in my heart.

However, Ling Chenfeng really wanted to comfort Mu Xiaoluo with such a soft smile, comforting her that she was doing a good job, not having to give herself too much self-blame and pressure, comforting her that she didn't complain at all, she would stand behind her and support her without reservation, she would stand behind her and support her without reservation, but would she really have no complaints? Maybe she wouldn't complain about Mu Xiaoluo, but she would always complain about her powerlessness, blame herself for not being worthy of being a man, blame herself for being useless, even one' Females are not as good as letting a 'female' person rush to fight on the battlefield in front of him, and letting a 'female' person give orders to make more 'refined' inferences than him, this is an obliteration of his dignity as a man, but he has never complained about Mu Xiaoluo.

Others only saw Mu Xiaoluo's strength, and after accepting Mu Xiaoluo's contribution as a matter of course, they turned around and complained about why Mu Xiaoluo, as a 'woman', always wanted to be strong. However, Ling Chenfeng swore that he would never be such a person in his life, in his eyes, he saw Mu Xiaoluo's strength at the same time, he also saw Mu Xiaoluo's hard work, a 'woman' galloped on the battlefield, let the yellow sand blow over her cheeks, tearing up her original beauty like a 'flower', and letting the person he loved still lie on the 'bed' and couldn't wake up, but he was here to guard the country for his beloved man. Who is and her, no one is like her. If you want to talk about the negative feelings in your heart, it is probably because you look up to Mu Xiaoluo, which caused a touch of humility that goes deep into the bone marrow in his heart.

"Sometimes I hate, but I don't hate you for being so strong, taking the lead in everything, I just hate myself for not being able to do anything, I can only watch you take charge alone, maybe you can't understand my thoughts, but I myself can understand very much, after all, I am a man, but as a man, why let one' Women' are all ahead of me, so why should I say that I am a man in this life, that is a kind of contempt for myself, but not resentment towards you, I don't know if you understand this. As soon as the early morning wind raised his head, a full glass of wine was poured into his mouth like this, and Mu Xiaoluo could even clearly see the sliding of his Adam's apple, and the heavy breath with mist spewed out of his nasal cavity.

She saw in him such a deep and deep loneliness, even a loneliness that no one could save. Mu Xiaoluo suddenly lowered her eyebrows, her heart was mixed, and she opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say, some soldiers lit a fire in front of Mu Xiaoluo and Ling Chenfeng, and set up 'chicken' and 'meat' on the fire, and there was a fire reflected on Mu Xiaoluo's face, scorching its brilliance. reflects her peerless elegance.

Has anyone said that this 'female' person lives in the world, like a flame, burning so hotly, and gradually burning into the bottom of people's hearts, so it has become the most 'gorgeous' blood in the heart, and the red 'glamorous' and 'glamorous' has become a cinnabar mole on the heart.

Mu Xiaoluo is such a 'female' person, a 'female' person who can become a touch of cinnabar mole on other people's hearts, so 'gorgeous' and fierce, just like a flame, people have to love, Ling Chenfeng has never dared to admit that he has always liked Mu Xiaoluo, even he admires himself, and can hide his feelings and even love so perfectly. From the first time he saw Mu Xiaoluo, he felt that Mu Xiaoluo was an eye-catching 'woman', and in the deeper and deeper contact after that, he gradually found that Mu Xiaoluo was simply a 'woman' who could not be offended, she was strong**, and even able to take charge alone, asking all the 'women' in the world, which one could do Mu Xiaoluo's like this, and the women did not let the eyebrows be shaved. Mu Xiaoluo's existence is like a dream, in his vitality is extremely vivid, but when he opens his eyes, he finds that it is just a bubble of his own single-minded fantasy.

Mu Xiaoluo is really a bubble for him, a bubble that can't be grasped with a nose, all the love and dislove can only be buried by him in the years. Because he knew that he was not worthy of this 'girl' at all, let alone delusional, he could stand by her side and be able to ice the sword in the world, so when Mu Xiaoluo showed his superiority in front of him more and more, he would feel more and more deeply his inferiority, the kind of inferiority that has no place and self-esteem.

If he could, how much he wished he was the one who was capable, at least the one who could help Mu Xiaoluo face this horizontal knife, the wind and snow were still whistling towards the ground, and the snow, like cotton wool, kept falling into the wine glass in Mu Xiaoluo's hand, and the wine that was still hot and hot became cold little by little in Mu Xiaoluo's hands, and finally only a piece of cold remained. Mu Xiaoluo's hands gradually tightened in front of her, her hands were clenched together, the whole person looked silent, and finally poured the cold wine into her mouth, the cold wine slid down her throat like this, slowly slid down her throat, but burned in the middle of the internal organs, ** spicy pain, Mu Xiaoluo is not good at drinking, but after this glass of wine, the whole face has already burned a cloud. The red one is like the sunset on the horizon, beautiful and beautiful. Mu Xiaoluo slowly closed her eyes, and the light in front of her flashed in front of her, the past and the present.

In front of Mu Xiaoluo's eyes, is the man who stands tall, he is glorious, the sword is crazy, she has seen him gallop on the battlefield, and she has loved him desperately over the years, no matter what kind of identity he is, whether he wants to 'mix' on the battlefield all the year round, she really loves him.

Mu Xiaoluo had to admit that it was a talented man, and now all her methods were learned from this man, Mu Xiaoluo slowly spread out her palms in the cold air, and the snow 'flowers' like cotton wool fell on her palms like this, turning into a shallow mark. How could she forget, she had also galloped in such a snowy environment, just to rush to his side to see if he was okay, and even at that moment she still had a dream of being able to be with him for the rest of her life, and she never foresaw that it was the beginning of her life.

It was only now that she really belonged to the battlefield, and she remembered him in the snow. The man who was stupid for her, will he remember the past when they were also in love with each other at the moment of his consciousness occasionally when he became conscious, in this life, she never thought that he was the one who was willing to pay, she once believed it with her life, but in the end she died in Huangquan, but at the moment when she didn't believe it, he paid so much for himself

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