After a long time, Ling Luo finally regained his former calm appearance, and his voice was no longer excited and expectant, but like a stagnant water without waves, it was so cold and indifferent that people couldn't get close.

"You weishenme want to save me? As the leader of the enemy army in the Jinyu, shouldn't you wish I had died sooner, so that you could win this battle? ”

Seeing that the soldiers of the two sides on the battlefield are fighting each other with their lives, but their generals are here to respect each other and help each other, no matter how clever they are, this is too unusual.

In the face of such a huge change in Ling Luo's mood, Xiao Ziyu was very gentlemanly and didn't ask more, just put his hands behind his back, and said to her in a graceful and handsome manner, "I said a long time ago that I came here this time just to retrieve what Jinyu should have gotten, but I didn't want to hurt you." ”

Xiao Ziyu's amber eyes seem to be able to attract people's souls, and he is clearly just a new acquaintance, but he seems to have been familiar with it thousands of times, as if no matter what he says, others will take it for granted that it is correct.

Although Xiao Ziyu hid his face under the silver mask, he couldn't hide the dazzling light that emanated from his body, although Ling Luo could see that he was deliberately hiding himself, but there were some inner things that could not be avoided no matter how you disguised them, just like Xiao Ziyu's current appearance would still quietly attract the attention of others.

An outstanding man like Xiao Ziyu is rare in such a large realm as Long Yin, although Gu Xi is also a very good person, but he is always frizzy and a little childish, and compared with a person like Xiao Ziyu, it is still a big difference, but I don't know Weishenme, Ling Luo only felt that these amber eyes were so similar to Gu Xi's obsidian-like eyes that shimmered brightly, and it was clearly a different look, but it gave her such a strange sense of familiarity.

Ling Luo tried hard to calm down her excitement, and she had been silently persuading herself in her heart to be sensible, the person standing in front of her, whether in terms of body shape or language and behavior, was not at all similar to Gu Xi, not to mention that Gu Xi's death was seen with her own eyes, how could Xiao Ziyu be him?

But some things are like this, even if the truth in it is analyzed, Ling Luo still can't control her heart, maybe she is crazy, so she will miss Gu Xi too much and treat others as him.

After Ling Luo's long silence, Xiao Ziyu's hands gathered spiritual power and sent out a series of dazzling sparks into the air, which was the signal that he had already ordered to withdraw from the army earlier, and the soldiers of Jinyu really stopped fighting after seeing the sparks launched by the boss again, and dissipated like the sea water at low tide.

"You should be quiet and think carefully about what I said, maybe you can feel my sincerity."

Xiao Ziyu passed by Ling Luo's side before retreating with his soldiers, and whispered such a sentence, his tone was so gentle and intimate, as if it was a whisper between lovers, but Ling Luo was strangely not repulsed.

The faint scent of grass on Xiao Ziyu's body wafted into Ling Luo's nose again, she would never admit that such a familiar smell would never be mistaken, these two people who were not the same on their bodies would actually use the same fragrance, was it really just a once-in-a-century coincidence?