Jinghua smiled, took her in his arms, and said, "Yes, in this world, you are the only one who can cure me." ”

"That's!" Ah Mo said proudly, then sat up straight, and said, "By the way, Jinghua, haven't you ever thought that the reason why you have such an illusion is not only because you feel guilty, but also because you have fallen for Jiang Jinge's illusion?"

"Me?"

"That's right, although your cultivation is very high, you won't be like those warriors, who can be controlled by blood. But you've been fighting for so long, and when you came back that day, there was no blood on your body, and it was hard to guarantee that there wasn't a little mental power that affected you!"

Jinghua thought for a moment, nodded and said: "It is also possible that what you said is also possible, although I have made a defense, it is difficult to keep the omissions, so as not to be as insane as them, but still ...... Still affected. ”

"Well, besides, you're a person who has a lot of thoughts. Killing your own soldiers by mistake is a sin that cannot be forgiven for you, and you put a circle of shackles on yourself first, coupled with Jiang Jinge's hallucination, you will collapse immediately!"

Jinghua's face turned red, she lowered her head and kissed her, and said with a slight annoyance: "Am I so bad?"

Ah Mo didn't eat his set, and sneered at each other: "Then how powerful do you think you are? But just an ordinary person, do you really think that you are Shakyamuni Buddha in the Western Heavenly Pure World? You can carry anything, and you can't defeat anything?"

She simply turned around, shrunk herself in his arms, and said aggrievedly: "You make an undefeated King Kong every day, no matter how hard and tired you are, how many people really know how to feel sorry for ......you? Alas, how did I fall in love with a fool like you!"

Jinghua stroked her hair, these days in the army, she was also frightened with herself, her originally smooth little face, and her chin was also pointed.

He sighed lightly, "When the battle is over, I won't care about anything, I'll go out with Momo, okay?"

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Jinghua slept better than ever.

By the time he opened his eyes, it was already dark. He closed his eyes and touched it, and the other half of the bed was gone.

"Momo. He called her by name, a little uncomfortably. Luckily, she was still in the room, just at the table, intently fiddling with her dirt.

He was obviously a little lost, sat up, and walked over to her, "Momo, why did you get up again after sleeping in the middle of your sleep?"

Ah Mo looked up at him.

Well, after sleeping this night, she finally looks a little human, and the redness and dark circles that night have faded a lot, although she is still pale, but she is already very satisfied.

"How's it going, is the headache much better?"

Jinghua smiled, "Hmm." ”

"Do you have nightmares?"

"Nope. ”

"That's good!" she said happily: "I say, eat and sleep, life and faith! Wait for a good meal next night, and you will kill Jiang Jinge's kid tomorrow so that he doesn't even know his father!"

"Good. ”

There were a few strands of hair hanging on her cheeks, tickling her, and she couldn't help but flick them with her hand a few times, but left a gray mark on her white little face.

Jinghua wiped it off for her with a smile, "Momo, you're playing with mud here again, what the hell is this?"

"Ah, speaking of which, that's amazing!" she smugly pulled him over to look at it, "Jinghua, I made it for you!"

"For me?" he was a little surprised.

She'd been fiddling with those things for a long time, and she had taken over his big bookcase. At first, it didn't seem to be formed, but I saw only some dirt and flowers, and a pile of them. Later, when she got a little more like, she always mysteriously covered it with a large cloth.

He also asked her a few times curiously, but she always smiled and said, "Keep it secret, I'll tell you when I'm done!"

He always had a reason for her, and he didn't ask any more questions. If you want to write something, you will set up a small table and write it.

He always thought it was a gadget that she had nothing to do, but he didn't expect it to be a gift for herself.

She stood aside, lifted the cloth head, and said with a little pride: "Jinghua, look!"

He was taken aback—

What Ah Mo gave him turned out to be Yun Mengze's map!

No, it can't be called a map.

Because, it's alive!

It's the whole Yunmengze! It's just been shrunk hundreds or thousands of times, and it's vividly presented in front of you!

Every mountain and every river here is completely realistically restored, with wind on the mountains and waves on the water. It even has a dome that simulates the weather of the day. In the daytime, there is a small sun rising in the east and setting in the west, and at night, there will be a moon and stars, and the sky will shine.

There are winds, clouds, and seasons. Some birds nest in the forest, hovering and chirping pleasantly. Small fish and shrimp swim in the mountain stream, flicking their tails and creating layers of ripples.

It's just that they are very, very small, like moving a huge back garden into a bonsai, and Ah Mo also condensed the whole Yunmengze into his bookcase.

"Jinghua, do you think this is great?"

Ah Mo said proudly: "This is much better than your map hanging on the wall, isn't it?

I also cast a spell on it to synchronize it with the actual weather! Also, don't underestimate these mountains, water, they are all replicas of real scenes, and I have specially made a connection to them.

Believe it or not, if you go out and bulldoze this hill now, I'm going to cut a small piece here! If it rains tomorrow, my river here will rise an inch!"

Jinghua was surprised and delighted.

He didn't expect her to give him a gift, and he didn't expect that as a girl, she would give such a gift that was so practical and exactly what he needed!

But what surprised him the most was that she was so smart that she didn't let her eyebrows!

He lowered his head and looked closely. Behind Tianmen Mountain, there is a small open place, surrounded by mountains, and there are rivers passing through, densely piled up many small tents, and carefully watch the faint curling smoke rise.

Compared with the tent next to it, there is a slightly larger one in the middle, and two small people, a man and a woman, stand in front of the tent. The man was dressed in white, handsome and bright-eyed, and the woman had long hair that reached her knees and a hippie smile.

Jinghua smiled and pointed, "This is, us?"

Mo smiled and nodded. "You recognize it?"

These two villains are only half an inch long, but their eyebrows are portrayed very expressively, which is simply vivid.

Jinghua smiled: "Are they also related to us?"

"Well, what?"

"I mean, is the villain you made related to us, and if I kiss Momo, will that little Jinghua also kiss that little Momo?"

"This," Ah Mo blinked and said slyly, "Will you know if you try?"

Jinghua picked up her little face and slowly approached, closer.

Ah Mo also stood on tiptoe, ready to greet his enthusiasm and gentleness, and was looking forward to it infinitely, but he pressed his shoulder heavily, and his voice was irrepressibly excited: "I thought of it! Momo, I thought of it!"

He picked her up, and kissed her so hard that he was out of breath before he stopped, laughing loudly, like never before, "Thank you!

"I've finally come up with a way to crack Jiang Jingo's illusion!"

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The whole camp is boiling!

It's really been suppressed for too long, since the last battle, everyone has palpitations, seeing a person who was quite normal at the last moment, but the next moment he was suddenly reminded, becoming unrecognized, picking up his weapon and slashing at his own people, until he also became a blur of flesh and blood, and died under the knife of his companion.

And what's even more terrifying is that they saw their boss use the trick "Kill the Dust", and 20,000 soldiers were killed on the spot!

Rumors are rife.

Some say that those dead warriors returned their souls and came back to seek revenge on the marshal, who now did not dare to sleep all night long, and would be choked off by those unjust souls when he fell asleep;

Some say that the marshal himself has fallen into evil arts, he doesn't eat or drink every day, and his whole person is as white as a ghost, but he is afraid of shaking the army's heart, so he has been hiding it;

Others say that there is no revenge for the wronged soul, and the evil is also nonsense, but the other party's illusion is really powerful, even the handsome man has no good solution, and the generals of the four departments have fallen three more, everyone can still eat, drink, and burp together in a few days......

Until tonight, Jinghua once again stood up in front of the point general, and all rumors were self-defeating!

And his order turned out to be - chop wood!

If you cut the wood, you have to move out the craftsmanship of the master carpenter and make wooden dolls!

There are also requirements for this wooden man.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a nose or eyes, and it doesn't matter if you don't have a chest or an ass.

But there must be hands and feet, a body and a torso, and a joint! The hands must be divided into two parts, the big arm and the small arm, which can bend and bend, and the weapon must be able to attack and defend. The feet are also divided into two parts, you can run and jump, you can ride a horse and gallop, and you can also do a beautiful roundhouse kick!

The key is quantity –

Jinghua's request is to do it overnight, not one, two, not a hundred, two hundred-

He's going to make 30,000 !!

As soon as this sentence landed, the pot exploded underneath. Everybody's crying, thirty thousand! Why?

Do you know how much time it takes to be a wooden man, to have hands, feet, and joints?

How long does it take to make 30,000?

Jing Huahun ignored the complaints below, flicked his sleeves, and walked back to the Chinese military tent.

Ah Mo frowned, a little unbearable, "That, Jinghua, will you be a little too inhumane, make 30,000 in one night, and you can't do it if you kill them?"

Jinghua's voice did not carry a trace of sympathy, and said coldly: "I am now acting as a stand-in for them, and if I can't do it tonight, I will have to trouble them to go into battle in person tomorrow." Tired to death tonight, or to die a tragic death tomorrow, they will choose for themselves. ”

Ah Mo stuck out his tongue, knowing that he had his own way of leading troops, but it was not understandable to some of his own women.

She lifted the tent and looked out, and his soldiers were accustomed to obeying him, complaining and complaining, but they still carried out the orders immediately and meticulously. One by one, they formed a team, under the command of the adjutant generals, and they worked together in a division of labor, but they were also busy in an orderly manner.