"Hey! ”

With a long sigh, Yang Yu had already stepped out of the curtain, she stood in the fierce sun, squinted slightly, and said in a cold voice: "As you know, I was born in a family of military generals, Ah Weng was loyal to the country all his life, and finally died for the country. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 She muttered for a moment, and the soldiers looked at her, not knowing what she meant.

She pursed her lips, her complexion was extremely solemn, and then she said: "The north is bitterly cold, although I call myself a famous man, I like to drink from the snow, and even worship the snow as a brother. But he knows very well that in the far northern frontier, snow is not a beautiful scenery, but a disaster, a disaster that will freeze people to death. Ah Weng eats blackened stale grain all year round, and the old wound on his leg will be painful every cloudy day. Those pair of radiant eyes, looking at the soldiers for a moment, faintly with tears.

"Jun, we know that we are wrong, and we should not be in the midst of blessings and not know blessings. Yuan Yi hung his head with guilt on his face and arched his hand.

Yang Yu looked at Qiao Wu who was at a loss for words beside him, and continued: "The same five-rank tiger Ben Zhonglang general, Ah Weng is on the front line, and with the attack of the Hu people, there is almost no moment to rest. Until he died, I hadn't seen Ah Weng for three years and five months. His body, wearing bloodstained armor, was already stinking on the day it was transported back to Liaocheng. She looked at Qiao Wu with a smile, but Qiao Wu was even more embarrassed, her lips trembled, and she couldn't say a word.

"Not only Ah Weng, but also thousands of Dajin Erlang, who stand on the frontier day and night, full of hope, watching over the broken rivers and mountains. She sighed softly and said: "When I first came to Zhushan, I was full of ambition, thinking that I would do my best, and I would also train an invincible cavalry to do my part for the Great Jin Dynasty, and comfort Ah Weng, my friends, and all the people of the Great Jin Dynasty who died because of the Hu people." Only now do I realize that I think too highly of myself, and I think so much that I am ridiculous. ”

She looked at these people in disappointment, shook her head slowly, turned around, and said softly, "You guys, all disperse." ”

Everyone didn't expect that Yang Yu would disband the Red Armor Army, they were stunned, and in the next moment, they shouted: "Jun! ”

"Jun! ”

"Jun! ”

Qiu Yong stepped forward and hugged his fists and said, "Le Xuanjun, you can't give up halfway!" ”

Yang Yu said with a smile: "It's not that I gave up halfway, but that people's hearts are not aligned and can't be cohesive, so how can I be an army." ”

Fan Ming smiled lightly and said, "It's okay to disperse, Le Xuanjun and I should go back to Jinling." ”

"Fan Changshi! Qiu Yong's expression was a little flustered.

When Qiao Wu saw that Yang Yu insisted on leaving, he immediately panicked, and stepped forward in a few steps and said: "Le Xuanjun, the last general is not good for leading the troops, you punish me, as long as you don't leave, don't disband the Red Armor Army, whatever!" ”

"Yes! Oh, yes! Among the generals, everyone unconsciously spoke out one after another.

Yang Yu sneered and said, "I have given you a chance, but you will not grasp it." ”

"Le Xuanjun, please! Jowu lowered his head and his cheeks red.

A sly smile flashed in her eyes, and she didn't make a sound, turned on her horse, and walked away.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Fan Changshi, what does Le Xuanjun mean by this! Qiao Wu asked.

Fan Ming said with a straight face: "You think for yourself." So saying, he got into the carriage too.

Qiao Wu looked at Qiu Yong for help with an embarrassed expression.

The corners of Qiu Yong's lips rose slightly for a moment, and he turned his eyes to Qiao Wu and said, "This time Le Xuanjun is sad. ”

"Me, what am I going to do?" ”

Qiu Yongdao: "Strict training, two consecutive divisions are not good, no wonder Le Xuanjun is angry." ”

"I understand, I understand, I have been in Shu for many years, I am used to being lazy, and I am not complete for a while. The words were already embarrassed to continue, thinking of the frontier generals described by Yang Yu, Qiao Wu's face turned red, and he couldn't wait to dig a hole and go into the ground.

Qiu Yong nodded slightly, patted Qiao Wu's shoulder and said, "I will persuade Le Xuanjun to do it yourself." ”

"Yes, yes, thank you Gong Qiu!" Qiao Wu's face was happy, he turned his head to look at the unknown soldiers, and for the first time, he shouted coldly: "Stand for Lao Tzu!" Whoever dares to be lazy, the military stick is waiting! ”

"Yes! ”

The shouts in unison shook the earth.

Qiu Yong smiled lowly, his eyes were facing Fan Ming, who had opened the curtain, and the two of them smiled again.

Under the night, Yang Yu resumed the blue-blue robe she usually wears, she had just bathed, her hair was casually draped behind her, she stood under the moon, holding the wine cup in one hand, waving a short sword in the other, and her eyes were a little depressed.

I saw her arch a little, the graceful figure volleyed into the air, the left side attacked, she pointed to the ground on her toes, and her wrist naturally pulled a sword flower, two sword flowers, three sword flowers, four sword flowers, and went straight into the air, although the steps were beautiful, but with a sharp sword edge, as if to split the air in half.

Attacking the plate on the right side, she spun around, turned and stabbed to the ground, and the tip of the sword flew between them, bringing up sporadic falling flowers.

"Jun, outside the door, someone has fallen outside the door!" Covered in blood! ”

The servant came in a panic.

Yang Yu frowned slightly, and while putting away his sword, he walked out: "Where is Qi Yan?" ”

"The manager has gone to the door. ”

When Yang Yu arrived at the door, Qi Yan was standing aside and commanding his servants to carry people into the mansion.

Yang Yu fixed her eyes and saw that the man was dressed in rags, his body was covered with whip marks, and his yellowed hair hung down on his shoulders to cover half of his jade-white cheeks, and she couldn't help but raise her hand and pull the pale yellow and shiny hair aside, which was coagulated by the blood that was about to scab over.

The man was in pain, and opened his emerald eyes slightly.

"Ayi, what are you, what's wrong?" Yang Yu's voice trembled a little.

The half of the face covered by the hair seemed to have been skinned alive, and the wisps of flesh were connected to the tendons, red and white, and the eyes on the half of the face had become a black hole and had disappeared.

He pulled the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "I returned to the clan and was killed. He smiled brightly: "Ah Yu, can you, give me a home?" ”

Yang Yu frowned and said: "As long as you are willing, you will live with me, no one will drive you away, no one will hurt you." ”

Ayi smiled and said, "Thank you." ”

"Go to the doctor." She turned her eyes away from looking at it again.

The servant carried Ayi into the guest room, and the doctor checked it and confirmed that Yang Yu's eyes were not wrong, and Ayi's left side of his face was skinned and his eyeballs were gouged out.

There were whip marks all over the body, and some of them almost went to the bone.

Yang Yu didn't know how Ayi escaped from the clan, and how he dragged such a body here, he didn't know, and he didn't want him to remember it again, so he didn't ask.

She looked at Ayi on the couch with her eyes closed, and suddenly, her eyes turned red.

When she was burned by fire and her face was injured, and she was infected with a vicious disease, Huan Qilang ignored the danger of being infected and shared the car with her, arranging the journey without sleep, and taking care of her was naturally done by Jingmo, but he also looked at her with a good eye and worried about her.

Is it the same way she looks at Ayi today?

Thinking about it, she took the half-wet soft handkerchief from the handmaiden's hand, and carefully rubbed his disgruntled and scarred arm.

"Girl. Qi Yan couldn't help but step forward. (To be continued.) )