Is all his happiness destined to last long, since his parents died when he was a child, he was unable to keep his sister's sweetheart, so that she regretted it for life, and now even the last trace of possible happiness is like a candle fluttering in the wind, faint and faint.

In the middle of the night, people all fell asleep, a few stars hung arrogantly in the sky, Xiao Jing was still practicing swords alone in the courtyard, as if he wanted to inject all his thoughts into the silver sword in his hand, and vented it vividly. The silver light shone brightly, and the strong wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were split in half by the sharp sword qi.

It wasn't until the golden rooster reported that the sky and the earth were shrouded in a blue-black vastness, that Xiao Jing suddenly stuck his sword on the ground, gasping for breath, and the beads of sweat the size of beans slipped down as if he was tired and struggling.

Maybe Brother Yuwen is right, he should take the initiative to confess to Yanshu, no matter what the outcome is, it is much better than her learning these unsightly news from people with ulterior motives.

At the junction of Tibet and the Great Sui, there is a highland with dangerous terrain, which is called Guitoupo by the locals. There are a group of horse thieves who fall into the grass here, often go to rob the nearby merchants, and occasionally go to the military camp to fight the autumn breeze, of course, whether it is the Sui army or the Tubo army, he treats them equally.

These people live here all year round and know the terrain inside and out, which is often overwhelming. The sergeants on both sides hated each other, but they wished that he would harass each other and disturb the enemy's position, so under this ulterior tacit understanding between the two sides, this group of horse thieves had a lot of fun in the two armies safely and soundly.

Unexpectedly, the joy became sad, the mouse became more and more bold, and gradually did not take the cat in his eyes, and three months ago, he actually burned the reserve grain and grass of the Sui army. Yu Wenyi was furious, and ordered Xiao Jing??, and Yuan Jianfeng to lead the men and horses to kill.

The terrain is complicated, they are not as familiar as horse thieves, the target is too obvious during the day, and it is easy to suffer, Xiao Jing and Yuan Jianfeng agreed that it is better to take advantage of the night to touch in and attack them unprepared, and put their nest in a pot.

The horse thieves lived in a wooded area outside the stockade, and that night they sneaked into it in the darkness of the night.

"Major General, there seems to be someone ahead. The creep leading the way trotted over and whispered in return.

Yuan Jianfeng raised his hand to signal the people behind him to stop, and he and Xiao Jing walked forward with light steps. Sure enough, through the bright light from outside the forest, there was a thick black shadow behind a tree on the left.

Xiao Jing and Yuan Jianfeng glanced at each other, and separated the two ends to outflank each other.

Seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the shadow, and the other party hadn't noticed it yet, Yuan Jianfeng was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that if he captured one alive, he could get some things about the village from his mouth, and he could get twice the result with half the effort. So he rubbed his body at a wrong step and stuck the other party's neck.

The other party is not a bad hand, he kicked back with his left foot, his hands stuck his hands, and his waist threw him over the top of his head. At the same time, Yuan Jianfeng vaguely saw a brocade sachet on the other party's waist, and felt familiar in a trance, until he was thrown to the ground, and remembered that it was not Xiao Jing's ornament. Because it was the sachet embroidered by Yuwen Yanshu to him, although the craftsmanship was not very good, he still kept it like a treasure, and he couldn't leave it for a while.

"Ah, it's me. ”

The black shadow paused, retracting the force of the strike, incredulous: "Yuan Er, what's going on?" while pulling him up from the ground.

At that moment, a shadow flashed in front of the two of them and fell gently to the ground. Yuan and Xiao were excited, and when they looked at it, it turned out to be a painting.

There was nothing surprising about a painting, but the people on it were so vivid and so vivid that even the two closest people almost thought they were real people.

"Ah?, isn't this the painting you lost the day before yesterday?" Motoji looked at the painting carefully, surprised.

If you want to say that Xiao Jing's hands holding swords have never been good at depicting Danqing, there is only one painting that even the best painter in the capital who is good at painting characters is full of praise, that is, his beloved woman - Yuwen Yanshu.

The two grew up together, especially after making a heart-to-heart promise, they have never been separated for such a long time, so every ten days and a half months, Xiao Jing? will paint a painting, in which the people are laughing, angry, or angry, in different forms, in order to relieve the pain of lovesickness.

However, the day before yesterday, there was an unsolved case in the camp, and Xiao Jing went to the general's tent for a while, and when he came back, a painting that had just been completed on the table was missing, and no one knew where he had gone.

In the painting, the jade finger is holding a purple flower, sniffing gently. In the night, the face is not very clear, only the eyes are unusually clear, looking forward to the brilliance, and the corners of the mouth have a hint of a smile inadvertently revealed, as if they are very satisfied with the appearance of this flower. It's just that it looks a little weird in this forest, is this the figure just now?

Xiao Jing, no matter what he had, he would roll up the portrait and take it away, even if it was just a painting, and let her be discarded on the ground like this, he would be reluctant, for fear that he would wronged her.

"Ah, don't move, beware of fraud. Yuan Er pulled back the hand he had touched on the drawing paper, "Don't you think it's strange that this painting has disappeared for a few days and suddenly appeared here?"

Xiao Jing hesitated for a moment, looked at the portrait and then looked down and thought about it, and then looked at the painting and thought again. He tilted his head vigorously and stopped looking at the painting.

Yuan Jianfeng also glanced at the painting, and then followed Xiao Jing to meet with his subordinates who were waiting in place and continued to move forward. At this time, a puff of smoke drifted from nowhere, slowly enveloping the entire forest, and the fog became thicker and thicker, until the human eye could not see.

"Stop. Xiao Jing suddenly spoke, "Yuan Er, have you noticed?"

"Yes. Yuan Jianfeng replied cautiously: "How can there be such a big fog this season?"

A soldier in the back shouted in surprise: "It's miasma, quickly cover your mouth and nose." There was fear in his voice.

How terrible the miasma is, others may not understand, but how can they, who have been on the march all year round, not know and immediately cover their mouths and noses.

"Back off. Yuan Jianfeng ordered, the best way to do this kind of situation where we are not clear is to preserve our strength and leave this place as much as possible.

Xiao Jing immediately stopped: "No, such a big fog can't see the road clearly, if it forks, I'm afraid it will keep spinning here, but it will be more dangerous." ”

"What then?"

"I'll go first, and you'll wait where you are. ”

"I'll go. Yuan Jianfeng was reluctant to let this future brother-in-law take risks, if something happened to him, what kind of face would he have to meet Xiao Jingqi.

Without saying a word, Xiao Jing asked someone to send a bundle of ropes, one end to Yuan Jianfeng to hold, and the other end tied to his waist: "Don't fight, I have more experience than you in dealing with this situation, I'll go appropriate." ”

Yuan Jianfeng had nothing to say, but in terms of experience, he really couldn't compare to this prospective brother-in-law who grew up in the military camp since he was a child. So he didn't say much, and said, "Be careful." ”

The fog in the forest became thicker and thicker, and as soon as he turned around, Xiao Jing's figure was already submerged in black.