The most eye-catching thing is the current North Mo Ling, the black robe is scarlet, stained with the blood of many enemies, most of the handsome cheeks are bloodstained, the ink hair dances in the wind, and the whole person emits a kind of king aura that shocks the world.

He is no longer the owner of the shop who is hidden in the Qilin Hall to smell the fragrance and taste the tea, and he is no longer the sick and weak prince who is rumored in the world.

"Girl, Your Highness is really powerful, I heard that 12,000 enemies were killed today, and the fighting of Tudan is retreating." Xiaoli also looked out from the gap, his eyes full of surprise and pride.

"He's really better than the average person." Zhen Yue said coldly, then walked to the warm couch and picked up the hand warmer, now her body is too weak to withstand the cold.

The moon sets and the stars sink, the west wind sweeps the snow, and there is silence.

The patrol team shuttled through the camp tents in an orderly manner, the bonfire stretched their figures extremely long, reflecting the entire snow, Zhen Yue ate dinner, and left the tent.

She sat under the cedar in the far side of the camp, using a better hidden position to gain insight into the surroundings, haha, feeling extraordinarily cold, there was no one here, the endless dark night, so that she had a moment of respite, she pulled out the dagger at her ankle, and took out a few branches from her cuffs, slashing them one by one, and her slender fingers were frozen red in less than a moment, and gradually became a little numb.

She needs to make a few throwing arrows to defend herself, in the past as a female killer in Qilin Fang, she would carry weapons and hidden weapons, but now although she is controlled by others, she still wants to control her own life, only then will she feel safe.

She was already sweating in the cold snow. Her fingers were cold, her wrist strength was not as good as before, and every swing of the knife would consume a lot of physical strength, and it took her half an hour to throw two arrows, and she gradually became out of breath.

The sound of snow squeaking came from behind her, and she chuckled in her heart, and quickly put away her dagger and arrow.

"Why are you here?" Bei Mo Ling went to the tent to look for her, and heard Xiaoli say that she had been out for a long time, and after looking for a while, she didn't expect her to be here.

"Come out and breathe." Zhen Yue replied calmly.

Bei Mo Ling slowly frowned. Instantly. Seeing the beads of sweat on her forehead and her abnormal face, she squatted down and just touched her hand. I felt that her hands were as cold as iron.

"Sitting in the snow all the time?" Bei Mo Ling's eyebrows shrank. There was a hint of anger in his tone.

"It's not...... Yes...... Bei Mo Ling! Without warning, he was beaten and picked up by the man. With a spin, she headed for the camp, her limbs limp. Struggling slightly, he couldn't move his strength at all, and suddenly, he was angry.

"Obedient."

As soon as these words came out, both of them were stunned, as if they had been struck by lightning, and the embarrassing and weird atmosphere was instantly filled, and the heavy night covered the man's ears that gradually turned red, and the handsome features of the sculpture gradually softened.

I only heard the man cough twice and said: "Next time you come out, bring a hand warmer and a warm pad, your body can't stand the snow and cold now, you see, your body is very cold." ”

The body temperature of the man's body gradually spread into the woman's cold body, making her frozen numb limbs gradually slow down, she frowned tightly, and said in a deep voice: "Bei Mo Ling, you don't have to be like this. She didn't know if he was doing this because of Lu Gong's secret record or because of something else, she hoped in her heart that it was Lu Gong's secret record, if it was anything else, she couldn't give any feedback, she was a lonely soul in another world, and there were still many missions to be completed in this life, and she and he were destined to be in different camps, different concepts, and there was nothing else between them except for the enemy!

"Has anyone ever said that you are really unlikable as a woman!" Bei Mo Ling's face was gloomy.

Zhen Yue was speechless, feeling that silence was golden.

The man's face was gloomy, and after carrying her into the tent, he turned away coldly, and the inky robe belt carried a cold wind that made the lit candles sway.

Zhen Yue got into the quilt and muttered, "You are still a man with a weird yin and yang, just as unpleasant!" "Any girl who is slandered will not be happy, although her temperament is more free and easy than other women, and she holds a sword all the year round, and she is even more ruthless, she is always a woman, and she still has some feminine hearts.

The next day, at noon.

The Beiying army is still arranged, standing solemnly in front of the city gate, the great victory of the previous battle did not make the Beiying army conceited, but more courageous, the war drums are swaying, so that the strong self-proclaimed Tudan has become a shrinking turtle, refusing to engage in battle, and defending Guangling City to the death.

But they all know that the ambition to expand with the Turks will never stop or abandon the city, and the cunning Turkans are just looking for flaws and shortcuts, but they will make the tense war fall into a mystery.

Zhen Yue on the other side led a war horse from the stable, touched the horse's mane, the corners of her mouth gradually raised, and her eyes were exceptionally bright, she hadn't laughed for a long time, she just wanted to ride the horse and feel a moment of freedom.

"Left Remnant!" Zhen Yue raised her voice and shouted.

"What for!" A ghostly man suddenly appeared behind her, his face expressionless, but his handsome face was not at all happy.

"I can't go up, help me." Zhen Yue tried several times before, but she couldn't climb on horseback, and she was panting very badly, seeing that the soldiers were busy, and she was embarrassed to instruct others, she thought of a hidden protective left remnant.

"I'm only responsible for keeping you safe, not complicated to help you get on the horse."

Zhen Yue narrowed her eyes, revealing a hint of treachery, and said slowly: "It's okay if you don't help me, with my current skills, it's very likely to fall down halfway up, are you sure to stick to your own ideas?" ”

Zuo Yan's perennial face was slightly stunned, and he suddenly felt that the woman in front of him was a little evil, and suddenly stepped forward, extremely agile, and lifted the woman to the horse in an instant without warning.

Zhen Yue only felt a flower in front of her, and then she was on horseback, and she felt in her heart that this left remnant's skill shocked her every time, it seems that the White Phoenix Pavilion is definitely deserving of its prestige in the Western Regions.

"Thank you, Zuo Remnant."

The woman clamped the horse's belly and galloped towards the endless plain, the horse's mane was flying, the cry was sonorous, although the body was weak, but it could not stop a heroic posture, and the sharpness between the eyebrows had already been profound after years of precipitation.

"The dust of the horse destroys the horse and goes straight forward, and the plain looks at the faint clouds and smoke in the distance. Guanshan is magnificent and trotting, and the reins are lightly worn by Europe and Asia. She shouted, looking at the snow-capped mountains that were speeding by, and her mood was extremely open.

The clear blue sky, like the blue silk after washing, the blue is intoxicating, the thin snow is falling down, the horse's hooves are rolling, her pupils are reflected in the whole world, she knows that there is no such wide sky in the south, she will leave one day, go to the south of the Yangtze River, and just want to gallop on the cold snow again. (To be continued......)