The calmness of the child in the belly made Ruan Yanluo's heart finally let go, and at this time, the bump of the boat was much smaller than before, and the voice of the boat supporter came from outside: "Princess Ling, we have passed the dangerous beach, and there is a smooth water flow next, you can rest a little." ”

Ruan Yanluo lay flat in the cabin, her hand gently touching her lower abdomen, in fact, since she had this child, she had always had a feeling of unreality.

Maybe it's because the pain of the previous child has not completely subsided, or maybe it's because I've heard people say that the child is difficult so many times that she can't believe that she is really pregnant with a child again, so when she acts and does things, she always unconsciously forgets the child's existence. Even if the people around her reminded her from time to time, she herself always told herself that she was a person with a child, but the existence of this child never really entered her heart.

It wasn't until Fang Cai, when the child was so painful and troublesome, and even when she thought she would lose it, that she finally believed that she really had a child again, her and Ah Ling's child.

For a while, she almost cried with joy, after the arrival of this child, her love has always been very smooth, and there is no great joy, before she always thought that this child was too urgent when she came, just when Nangong Ling disappeared, her heart came when she was the most chaotic, she cared too much about Nangong Ling, and later was happy because of his return, so she diluted the joy of the child's arrival.

But now she knew that it was not, when the ecstasy that had been delayed for nearly two months came to her heart, Ruan Yanluo was speechless for a while, but her eyes were sour and uncomfortable.

Nangong Jin is gone, and Haya is gone, this time, no matter how optimistic Ruan Yanluo is, he doesn't dare to speculate about their fate lightly, and he doesn't dare to hold on to the hope of what a fluke.

Wei Liu's transformation, she has personally experienced it, he doesn't have any love for her, how can he still keep his hand on Nangong Jin and Haya?

Turning his head to look into the cradle on the side, the little baby could not understand the wind and rain and bitterness of this world at all, in such a bump in the flowing water, he still slept very sweetly, his small mouth was slightly cocked, and he muttered twice from time to time, as if he was talking to someone.

Ruan Yanluo looked at her and stroked her stomach again.

Two people leave, and two more people come, is this the so-called providence?

On the battlefield of Xiliang, the barbarians, under the command of Wei Liu, brought their fierce nature into full play, formed different formations, roared and rushed to kill the Xiliang army, while Nangong Jin relied on his familiarity with the terrain and Xiliang itself is hilly, not easy to attack the geographical advantage, and calmly maneuvered with Wei Liu.

His personality is somewhat like that of a lion, with the arrogance of leading a group of bears, but in this battle, he did not take recklessness, but carefully avoided the enemy's edge, and then suddenly concentrated superior forces in places where the enemy did not expect, and unceremoniously ate some of the barbarians' troops.

Although the troops eaten were insignificant compared to the total number of barbarian armies, and because of the bravery of the barbarians, they had to pay a lot of price while eating each other, but Nangong Jin still did it carefully and prudently.

He didn't want to do this either, but this seemed to be the only way to deal with Wei Liu, if they confronted the barbarian army head-on, they would only die faster, and the losses they could cause to the barbarian army were far less than they were now.

Wei Liu saw Nangong Jin's style of play in his eyes, but he just snorted coldly, this kind of style of play was really boring, and it was not even as happy as when the two of them pretended to retreat in order to fight for the country of Han.

Nangong Jin's temperament has changed after all, if it hadn't changed, it would definitely not be like this.

On the one hand, as if he didn't care, Nangong Jin was consuming the barbarian army, and on the other hand, he commanded the barbarian army to constantly rush left and right.

These actions seemed to have no logic, but more than half an hour later, after Wei Liu issued the last order, Nangong Jin found that all his men and horses had fallen into the encirclement of the barbarian army.

doesn't care about small gains and losses, and even deliberately sends some people to consume for him, just for this final encirclement.

Although Nangong Jin has been fighting for a long time, there is not much blood on his body, and even his clothes are not very dirty, he is still wearing a royal blue robe, which looks indescribably noble in the array of ten thousand armies.

Looking at the barbarian army surrounded on all sides, Nangong Ling suddenly laughed, he pointed his blade forward, and said: "Wei Liu, I don't look down on you, but I can't help but admit your ability, and it is not a loss to be able to fight with you today." ”

Wei Liu was on the horse, looking at Nangong Jin with unwavering eyes, but he just didn't say a word.

From beginning to end, he didn't mistake Nangong Jin for an opponent.

If Nangong Jin inherited the throne of Emperor Sheng'an, he might be a good king, and he could even complete the great cause of expanding the territory, but in this troubled world, he always lacked something.

He is less thorough, and he has too many things to scruple about, so he can neither be as indifferent and thorough as Nangong Ling, nor as thorough as him, so he is destined to leave the field early in this battle of deer.

In fact, if he ignored Xiliang at the beginning and left on his own, there would be at least a seventy percent chance that he would be safe and sound, but he didn't know what happened, which made him have a lot of temperament, and in the end, he chose to protect the land of Xiliang.

Is he, really the king of Xiliang?

The reason why he is trapped here now is all self-inflicted.

Now that he and Xiliang's only remaining 350,000 soldiers are all in his encirclement, it is already difficult to fly, and the next thing is how to completely clean them up.

Wei Liu's eyes were indifferent, and he raised his hand indifferently, and then waved down.

This was the order to attack, and the barbarians let out a frantic roar and rushed towards the Xiliang army that was surrounded in the center.

Nangong Jin also raised his long sword and shouted loudly: "Kill!" ”

In the blink of an eye, the men and horses on both sides were scuffled together, Nangong Jin's long sword rose and fell, and he didn't know how many lives he had harvested, he seemed to be tireless again and again stabbing, picking, chopping, splitting, and later, almost relying on instinct.

All his senses were blurred by blood and shouts of killing, and there were almost no other thoughts in his mind other than killing.

So he didn't see it, and a barbarian army not far away secretly raised the bow and arrow in his hand and aimed at him in a small way.

"Whoosh!" Just before the bow and arrow were about to shoot, a long whip flew out of nowhere, slammed it on his hand, knocked his bow and arrow to the ground, and then before he came to his senses, he rolled him up and threw him out fiercely, smashing in front of Nangong Jin, smashing another person who wanted to do something to him.