Mu Qingyang sat by the bonfire and turned his head to look at Luan Tao from time to time, tucked the corners of the quilt, and covered the quilt...... He is taking care of everyone with care.

After a while, he walked over gently: "General Zhongwu, the ground is cold, you sit here." Luan Tao said as he reached out and handed over a small cotton pad.

"Brother Luan, aren't you sleeping yet?" Mu Qingyang looked at Luan Tao who was sitting down

"There's no hurry. He shook his head slightly, too many things had happened this day, from being taken away from Shuiyue City, to the appearance of General Mu, to knowing that everyone was infected with the "plague" and seemed to be incurable, but they got "fairy grass......

All in all, today he has experienced the "ups and downs" that he has never experienced on the battlefield, and now he has a feeling of being reborn from his death. At this moment, he wants to take a break, calm his fluctuating mind, and more importantly, he has to take care of every brother here tonight.

looked at Mu Qingyang's half-wet clothes: "General Zhongwu, do you want to take off your clothes and bake them?"

"No, it's already done. She prevaricated and looked at Luan Tao beside her seriously.

The bonfire rose and fell on Luan Tao's well-defined face, and shimmered in his dark eyes. There is a resolute and decisive look in the ordinary. The thick eyebrows and big eyes actually give people an honest and honest feeling. Look at him from time to time, looking back at the concern in his eyes. Thinking of his inseparability in the life and death of her brothers, she suddenly felt that the person in front of her was a person she could trust.

"Brother Luan!" Mu Qingyang deliberately lowered his voice and began to lower his head and fiddle with his fingers.

"Hmm?" Luan Tao turned his head in response, after a while, he was used to Mu Qingyang's name, as well as the "casualness" of the general and them.

"Just now, I said that I had this disease before. ”

"Hmm!" Luan Tao remembered that the general had said.

"Actually, I was far worse off than they were at that time!" she turned her head to look at the people who were already asleep.

"Huh, ......" Mu Qing stabilized his feelings.

"That is, the "plague" in your mouth, I had a high fever for several days in a row, and I was secreted into my heart and spleen by the epidemic poison, and my mind was robbed, and although I got the "fairy grass", it was too late, and I could only save my life......"

Mu Qingyang raised his eyes and looked at Luan Tao wrinkling his brows, his eyes full of suspicion and incomprehension. Could it be that she was talking too complicated? He didn't understand? She bit her lip and decided to keep it simple.

"To put it simply, I had a high fever before and saw that my life was not guaranteed, and although I ate "fairy grass" to get my life, I burned my brain. Mu Qingyang raised his hand and nodded his head gently.

"Now I am no longer the loyal general I used to be. lost his martial arts, lost his previous memories, and even the identity of this "loyal general" was learned from your mouth. Now it is already a "waste person". She finished speaking in one breath as if she was relieved.

No matter how credible it was, it was the best reason she could think of to "explain" herself now.

Mu Qingyang's words made Luan Tao stunned for a moment, stunned, but he understood. I was suddenly relieved. It is no wonder that today's General Mu is completely different from his image in the army in the past. He has been fighting in the killing field since he was 20 years old, and he has been fighting for more than ten years, although he does not belong to the "Mu Family Army", and he has not had much intersection with the general. But the "loyal general" - Mu Qingyang, whose prestige is in Long Yanguo, has long been known, and no one knows it.

"Strict management of the army", "brave and good at fighting", "cold" ...... But General Mu in front of him is indeed less angry and chilly in the past, making it easier for people to get closer.