Mo Liuchi said meaningfully, and a pair of eyes flashed as if looking at Hu Yan and warming his heart. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Hu Yan was silent, indeed, she hadn't thought of this.

In fact, as Moliuchi said, Zhuge Yu did not intend to exchange Yancheng, and he said in the letter he handed to Moliuchi that it was Fucheng that it was Fucheng that was exchanged.

However, this deal was not reached in the end, because Hu Yanqing sent the letter urgently after the arrival of Zhuge Yu's letter.

General Huyan nodded with satisfaction after seeing it, and Mo Liuchi also smiled comfortably.

Hu Yan was curious and wanted to know, Mo Liuchi looked at her, knew her thoughts, and said with a smile: "Take it and see it." ”

Hu Yan picked up the letter with a warm heart, only to see the book:

Fucheng was taken and arrived at Iwacheng in a few days.

In this way, Zhuge Yu will have no city of exchange.

Hu Yan warmly thought that Zhuge Yu would give up, after all, according to Zhuge Yu's temperament, it was much more important than Ji Li's rock city.

However, Zhuge Yu directly sent a messenger this time, stating that Zhuge Yu was willing to exchange another city.

However, it was rejected by the ink pool. General Huyan was also present at that time, but he did not open his mouth to express his opinion, but just sat on the side and listened.

Hu Yan warmed his heart, and he didn't know if the two of them had already discussed it, or if General Hu Yan completely agreed with Mo Liuchi's opinion.

In the end, the deal was not struck, and relations between the two militaries became even more strained.

One night, Zhuge Yu suddenly led the army to raid, the Red Flame Army has always defended very well, and soon discovered the abnormality, that day, the two armies fought, less than an hour, and the victory and defeat were already clear. Although Zhuge Yu was well prepared and the situation was clear, he was still slightly inferior to this Red Flame Army.

For the first time, Huyan Nuanxin witnessed the lights in the sky, the red light in the sky, the blood, and the harsh sound of weapons colliding, as well as wailing.

These scenes that have only been seen on TV are really playing out in front of your eyes. Moliuchi took her with her, and she was well protected, and the swords and swords and shadows also passed by her, thrilling but not dangerous.

Hu Yan was terrified, and followed behind Moliuchi like a puppet, his eyes full of blood and frightened. The pale little face, not even the blood red, could not reflect the slightest color in it.

Mo Liuchi glanced back at her from time to time, and the worry in his deep eyes was undisguised.

Hu Yan's warm heart was suddenly blocked.

Stumbled and followed the ink pool, after a long time, her eyes finally had some focus, she followed the ink pool, and avoided the danger in time, so that the ink pool was much easier.

"Are you alright?" Inkpool asked. When the swords collided and wailed all over the sky, his voice was as gentle as heaven, and it reached her ears clearly.

"It's okay, thank you Lord Wang." She replied, her voice clear and normal, but the hand she held in Mo Liuchi's hand was still cold.

"Seven Kings." A low, cold voice came from ahead.

Hu Yan looked up warmly, and saw Zhuge Yu standing not far away, and his expression was even colder against the backdrop of the firelight.

Moliuchi smiled, but it looked a little enchanting, a little bloodthirsty.

"Heh, Prince of Southern Xinjiang."

Hu Yan looked at her warmly, his smiling eyes, dyed with bloodthirsty light, Hu Yan's warm heart trembled, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back, but his big hand held her tightly, and she couldn't retreat at all.

The small movements of the two were fully seen by Zhuge Yu, and a trace of doubt appeared in their cold eyes.

"Do you want to continue? There aren't many people around you, right? The ink pool spoke, a smiling voice, cold and abnormal.

Zhuge Yu looked at him deeply, and finally, he said hatefully: "Withdraw." ”

For a while, the remaining southern Xinjiang soldiers fled back with Zhuge Yu, and some of the southern Xinjiang soldiers fell on the way to escape. Less than a third of them eventually fled back to Rock City.

It can be said that this time, Zhuge Yu was a fiasco.

Afterwards, Moliuchi dragged Huyan Nuan Xin back to the tent, and then he sat down at the table with a silent face.

Hu Yan Nuan didn't know what was wrong with him, but silently poured a cup of tea and put it in front of him.

Then he quietly walked out and stood guard outside the tent.

Mo Liuchi suddenly looked up and looked at her figure.

He regretted it, he regretted bringing her here. Her expression just now made his heart ache.

The Huyan family protected her very well, she didn't know the cruelty of the battlefield, and she hadn't seen so many lives end in front of her eyes.

Her puppet-like appearance, frightened, sluggish expression, made his heart tear.

She was terrified. Definitely, yes. Even now, she pretended to be calm, but her hand he held was trembling and cold.

If it weren't for him, she wouldn't have gone through this, she should have lived a leisurely life in the General's Mansion, without war and blood.

He wanted to stop her, but, he knew, she needed to be quiet.

Outside the tent, the Red Flame Army was cleaning, very fast, alive, dead, in need of medical treatment, weapons, or other things, quickly packed up. In addition to the faint smell of blood in the air, it is a reminder of the tragedy of the war here just now.

Hu Yan looked at it warmly, there was no emotion in his eyes, and his heart was not up and down.

There was a sudden voice behind her, no need to look back, Hu Yan Nuan knew that it was the ink pool that came out, she didn't look back, she just listened to his command, "Go back to sleep." ”

Hu Yan looked up at the sky with a warm heart, the moon in the sky was a semicircle, and there were a few stars around it.

Now, it's still night.

Huyan nodded warmly, turned back to the tent, and Moliuchi followed her in, watching her lie down.

Maybe he knew that she couldn't sleep, so he lit a soothing incense and put it aside.

He sat quietly not far away and watched her, she lay flat and opened her eyes for a long time before she fell asleep under the effect of the tranquil incense.

Mo Liuchi looked at her eyebrows, quiet, and didn't move for a long time. It wasn't until there was no sound outside that Mo Liuchi got up, hugged Hu Yan Nuan Xin to his big bed, and carefully pulled her hair behind her ears.

Then, he came out of the tent, "Where is the general?" Inkflow Pool asked.

The soldiers guarding outside the tent pointed in one direction, and Mo Liuchi commanded again: "Hold on well." ”

Soldiers guarding outside the Moliuchi tent. They are all Moliuchi's cronies, not the Red Flame Army, and they still have some knowledge of Huyan's warm identity, so they all know how to do it on weekdays, and they also know more about how important she is to Moliuchi.

The ink pool was gone, and Huyan Nuan fell asleep in the tent, but he was not stable. In the dream, there was blood in the sky and the wails of soldiers.

However, she never woke up, but her brows furrowed slightly from time to time.

Later, Moliuchi came back, warm big hands, gently smoothed her brows, she seemed to see a ray of sunshine in her dream, and her heart, for no reason, was warm. (To be continued.) )