Chapter Thirty-Nine: The Love of My Life

Seeing this scene, Mu Xinya's eyes were red, and she shook her head with tears, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you guys go quickly, don't worry about me! I can't leave them alone and run for my life.||For every two people who watch romance, there is an account that has registered for Ke ° Le ° Xiao ° Say ° Net. ”

After saying that, she turned around and walked resolutely towards the execution platform, her white skirt raised staggeringly.

This time, even if you die, you have no regrets!

Situ Chenfeng's heart throbbed violently, and he raised his foot to pull her back. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the two guards not far away exchanged a look at each other, and slowly approached him quietly, one aimed at his chest, the other aimed at his back, and raised his hand to cut it straight down!

The murderous aura came to his face, and Situ Chenfeng noticed the person who was plotting in front of him, and the long sword in his hand flew and forcibly blocked the knife that hit his chest, but his back-

Unconscious, he didn't have time to dodge at all, only to hear a muffled snort mixed with pain!

But this solid muffled hum didn't come from Situ Chenfeng!

He turned his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw Ye Qing's blood-stained shoulders standing behind him, his pupils shrank suddenly!

I don't know when, Ye Qing actually rushed up and used his body to block this knife for him!

Sensing his shocked gaze, Ye Qing's pretty face raised a miserable white evil smile, and said lightly: "Brother, take care of yourself, if you die, how can I kill it?"

His tone was still as cynical as ever, as if a slash in the shoulder was as usual as commonplace. Seeing that his blood was flowing more and more, Situ Chenfeng only felt that his heart trembled violently.

If it weren't for his persistence, Ye Qing would not have sacrificed his life to come here, let alone be injured......

"There is someone in the back!" Ye Qing suddenly raised his eyebrows, his tone changed sharply, Situ Chenfeng suddenly came back to his senses, the peerless sword in his hand shook, and stabbed straight towards the opponent, fighting with Ye Qing's back, killing all sides!

Ye Qing was injured, which also meant that he couldn't leave him half a step away, otherwise Ye Qing's life would not be guaranteed! Of course Situ Chenfeng would not allow this kind of thing!

On the guillotine, Mo Lan and Le Ling saw Mu Xinya, who was dressed in white, getting closer and closer to them, and couldn't help but have hazy tears, tears like beads with broken threads.

"Don't come, don't come...... "Just let them die, she shouldn't be with them......

On the execution table, the pot-bellied prison officer finally raised a satisfied smile, knowing that his threat had worked, and slowly raised the big hand behind him.

"Kill!"

Hearing only an order, a word suddenly popped out of his mouth extremely fiercely, and his big hand pointed directly at Mu Xinya, who was approaching. Suddenly, the officials standing on both sides quickly pounced on her and grabbed her left and right, and forcibly made her fall to her knees.

"My lord, it's not noon yet!" Mo Lan and Le Ling shouted in unison in panic.

The prison officer stroked his beard and sneered, "This official has already received a secret order, but if anyone comes to disturb the execution ground, this official can ask Helian Xinya's master and servant to kill the three of them anytime and anywhere! This official gives the order! Kill!"

As soon as the word "kill" came out, the executioner immediately flashed his sword, and the official drew his sword! Under the golden sun, the cold light sparkled!

Mu Xinya, who was kneeling on the ground and was firmly restrained, raised her head suddenly, and her eyes shot scarlet at the executioner holding the big knife on the guillotine. Around her neck, a sword had swung straight down!

It's too late!

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Borderland.

Because of a major mistake in the imperial court's estimation of the battle situation before the army, the enemy army completely dominated in numbers and strength, and the Daimyo's army was defeated!

The strong enemy is outside, and the people inside the barracks are already panicking, and the soldiers have no intention of fighting again. No matter how persistent their Major General Fang Yunting was, no matter how perfect the plan was, he still couldn't turn the tide.

Defeat is a foregone conclusion.

It is also difficult for Ren Daluo Immortal to turn the tide.

In the tent, a man with his eyes closed was lying on the couch sideways, only to see his naked upper body, white bandages of different thicknesses were wrapped around his abdomen, and bright red blood had already soaked in bandages.

"Childe, it's time to change the dressing...... "The little guy who was guarding him called softly, holding a copper basin with warm water in his hand.

His call reached the ears of the man on the couch, but it took a long time before he responded, his closed eyes slightly open.

These eyes, which were once full of romance, are as dimmed as all the stars in the sky have fallen to the earth overnight.

The little guy sighed heavily, squatted down and put the basin on the ground, soaked the towel in warm water, twisted a few handfuls and put it on the edge of the basin, and then stood up and untied the bandage on his abdomen by himself.

A long, almost entire wound across the abdomen was exposed, blood still oozing thinly, and on this jade-like abdomen, the wound was so hideous and terrifying, like a ghostly fangs and claws.

The little guy's eyes suddenly turned red, he sniffled, raised his sleeve and wiped the wet corners of his eyes vigorously.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, and if the son sees him shed tears, I'm afraid he will blame him again.

However, Fang Yunting still heard his sniffling, and a deep voice sounded, "I'm not dead yet, why are you crying?"

In this moment of war, the word "death" is like an untouchable taboo for these people whose lives are hanging by a thread. The little girl's face turned pale, and the corners of his eyes that had just been wiped were wet with tears.

"Childe, you must not have three long and two short! If you have something, what should the master do? What should the Fang family do......" The little girl cried and cried, leaving all his previous worries behind.

Fang Yunting squinted slightly, a layer of loneliness was spread on Junyi's face, and he said lightly: "If I die, you will take my ashes back to the capital, and then sprinkle it on the outskirts of the city in a place called Yanxiling." ”

Who would have thought that Fang Yunting, the unruly and unruly noble son in the past, would one day lie on the couch like this, and hastily tell his future affairs with a few words.

"Yanxiling?" The little guy didn't realize for a while that he was explaining what was going on, but turned his attention elsewhere, and said with a handful of snot and tears: "What kind of ridge is Yanxi on the outskirts of the city? Childe, you repeat it, I didn't write it down just now. ”

Hearing this, Fang Yunting was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly smiled coolly. It's just that this smile looks so powerless, sad, and full of endless irony.

That's right, the name Yanxiling was given by her, and no third person knew it except for the two of them.

To put it another way, it means that Yanxiling was originally a place that never existed.

Now she has completely erased him from her memory. To her, Fang Yunting was just a complete stranger......

Thinking of this, Fang Yunting's big hands covered his eyes, and hot tears slid down through his fingers.

The little guy saw the tears on his face from the tears, and thought for a moment that it was his own delusion, how could Childe cry? Childe disliked men the most, and easily shed tears.

But when he rubbed his eyes vigorously and took a closer look again, he finally determined that his son-in-law was indeed in tears!

"Mu Xinya......" Fang Yunting's thin lips spit out three words word by word—three words that haunted him and made him suffer for the rest of his life.

Although the little guy didn't know who he was talking about, he guessed most of it. To be precise, there is no one in the general's mansion who does not know, earlier the son and a folk woman were in love, and it has reached the point of private life, but the old man not only disagreed, but forcibly broke up the two, and forced the son to marry the young lady Xia Xueyan, so later the son's temperament changed greatly, and he was depressed all day long, and he was so thin that he couldn't look like it.

A flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in the little girl's mind, "Childe, the master didn't agree with you and that girl before, it doesn't mean that he doesn't agree now!"

The figure on the couch paused slightly, and after a while, a low voice came out, "How do you say this?"

The little guy said with his eyebrows fluttering, "Childe, do you want it, this time Childe experienced a catastrophe of life and death in the frontier, the lord must be distressed, usually how the lord blames the son, it is not because the son is the master's heart? As long as the son goes back to the capital well, I believe that the master will definitely respond to the child's needs!"

In fact, the little guy is also selfish when he says this, he hopes to make the son cheer up again, and no longer look like he is loveless. But his words are also very reasonable, Fang Zhenye is now looking forward to Yun Ting going back alive!

"Is it......" Fang Yunting muttered a few words in distraction, a burst of pain in his heart, even if his father agreed, what about her? How much more does she have for him? "Now that she is a wife, will she still go with me?"

"Woman?!" the little guy never expected this to happen, blinking his eyes in surprise and speechless.

Fang Yunting noticed his reaction, raised a self-deprecating smile, and finally had a little hot heart, and cooled down again.

Sure enough, he and her are still inseparable-

The reason why the little guy was surprised was because a woman who was already a man and a wife, how could she be worthy of his son-in-law...... After all, the woman is already unclean......

However, for the sake of immediate consideration, he still said duplicitously: "Childe, even if she is married to **, Childe can snatch her back!

The little guy finished a long sentence, but he didn't wait for a response, sighed thinking that persuasion was fruitless, and continued to apply medicine to the wound on his abdomen. Under the stimulation of the herbs, it was obviously a heart-piercing pain, but Fang Yunting didn't even blink his eyes.

Go away and fly high, incognito......

He kept repeating those words in his mind. If she doesn't want to, knock her out and drag her away, and she will definitely fall in love with him again......

The heart of darkness, which had fallen into the Infernal Hell, was re-illuminated.

Guillotine.

Under the scorching sun, a wild goose whistled through the clouds.

As the broadsword and sword were swung down, the people's eyes widened and they waited to see what would happen next on the blood-stained street.

Mu Luorou, who was lying naked by the window on the second floor, also opened her apricot eyes.

Mu Xinya closed her eyes in despair, and Fleur's face was covered with crystal tears.