The fawn was even more frustrated, moving a few steps at a loss, bowing his head and wringing his hands.

Jinghua handed him a letter.

He doesn't know much and can't understand it, but he can understand the final payment, which is Jinghua's name.

His handwriting is really beautiful.

Xiaolu thought proudly that General Tian was also a literati with a lot of knowledge, and he had a big beard, but his writing was not handsome and good-looking.

The fawn fluttered her eyelashes and stared at Jinghua with wide black bean-like eyes, so that she could remember every word he said, and the voice was very good.

"Xiaolu, you have very strong spiritual roots, and it is a pity to serve me so much every day, and to do these lowly things. I've got a letter of recommendation here, you go ......"

The fawn was in a hurry, and he didn't care about any etiquette, so tears welled up. He knelt down, tugged at Jinghua's clothes, and cried: "Don't you want the fawn anymore?" The big handsome thinks the fawn is clumsy, and wants to send the fawn away?"

Jinghua gently helped him up and said with a smile: "No, you misunderstood." I want to recommend you to participate in this year's Jingtian Divine Soldier Meeting, and you will have the opportunity to enter the heavens and live in the water. ”

He got up to help him, like coaxing a child, and said with a smile: "Our little deer cultivation is very good, if you enter the Tiansheng Water and enter the army, I will take you to fight together, and go into battle to kill the enemy, okay?"

The fawn raised his head, his big eyes were still misty, and his black bean-like eyes were stained with tears, which made him even more innocent and lovable.

"As long as you don't leave Dashuai, it's okay to fight, whether it's to fight, whether it's to fetch water, it's okay to be a deer. ”

He still refused to get up, knelt on the ground, and rubbed his tears on Jinghua's knees like a coquettish, like a stubborn child.

"Xiaolu said that he would not leave Dashuai, Xiaolu will use this life to repay Dashuai and serve Dashuai forever. ”

Jinghua couldn't laugh or cry.

He touched the fawn's head lovingly, and scolded with a smile: "What a stupid roe deer, what's the point of fetching water! If you listen to me and cultivate hard, you will be able to make military achievements in the future, and you will repay me." ”

The fawn pressed her face to his lap and let out a gentle "um".

Looking up from his angle, his handsome man hurriedly got up, and before his long hair could be curled, a few strands ran out from behind and landed on his neck, itching slightly.

"Dashuai, is it okay to let the fawn curl your hair for you?" he suddenly said boldly, his crystal clear black eyes shot out a scorching light, and looked at him earnestly.

"Hair?" Jinghua was a little sudden.

He is the prince, according to the rules, there should indeed be someone in the palace to tie his hair. But his Chen'an Palace has been depressed for a long time, and he has never paid attention to this, and has always done it himself. What's more, now that the army is on the march, the commanders and pawns are all simple, let alone say this.

"What's wrong with me curling my hair for the handsome?" The words just now seemed to have used up all his courage, and now as soon as he opened his mouth, his face turned red.

"Dashuai is so good to Xiaolu, not only saved Xiaolu's life, but also thinks about Xiaolu's future...... I just want to ......"

Jinghua smiled slightly, understanding what he meant.

He is the second prince of the Heavenly Clan, and he is also the commander of the military department, he is in a high position, and his cultivation is invincible, how can a small deer have a chance to really repay him?

He waited at the door for a long time, wanting to send him a bowl of lotus seed soup, but he was afraid that he would not get up from sleep, so he didn't dare to disturb.

He used all kinds of excuses to want to curl his hair for him, and he was also loyal and envious.

He just tried his best to do something for him, to please him, to make him look good.

How could he bear to refuse such a good intention? Anyway, he fulfilled his long-cherished wish and let him go to the recruit training camp and leave with peace of mind.

Jinghua smiled and sighed, "If you want to do it, you can do it, but this is just one time, not for example." ”

The fawn looked at him gratefully, stood up, walked behind Jinghua, and picked up his three thousand ink hairs like a treasure.

"Dashuai, the fawn is abrupt. ”

His voice was like a gnat, holding a comb for the young handsome.

Delicate young man, light and ashamed. Sad and panicked, when will they become pairs?

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Ah Mo was still lying on the ground.

"I just won't go! You go over first, let Brother Qinglan carry me!" Ah Mo reiterated again.

Jinghua was helpless.

She began to be unreasonable again, and at the same time took herself as a reason, and no one was allowed to refute it.

"Momo, I ......"

He was about to open his mouth to coax her, but suddenly stopped and looked around vigilantly.

There was no one around, but why did you hear someone calling him?

The voice was familiar, but it was vague, and I couldn't remember who it was.

"Jinghua, what's wrong with you?" Ah Mo was too frightened to move, but she also noticed his strangeness.

"Oh, nothing, probably ...... Auditory hallucinations. ”

Jinghua quietly swallowed a mouthful of salty meat that surged to his throat, and smiled, "Momo is brave, okay?" ”

Ah Mo said something again.

But he didn't hear it, and the strange sound rang in his ears again.

This time he heard it clearly, and the voice was calling him: "Dashuai, Dashuai......"

"Who?" Jinghua's face sank, and he asked loudly.

Strange, there are no of his subordinates here, how can anyone call him Dashuai?

Is there something wrong with the ears, too?" he looked around warily again.

But in fact, he couldn't see it clearly.

In the past few days, the spiritual power has passed too fast, and correspondingly, his eyesight has plummeted, and many times when he looks at Ah Mo, he only sees a vague shadow. But he has always covered it up well by virtue of his habits.

So, if you have auditory hallucinations or other hearing problems due to the same cause, it is not surprising.

He squinted his eyes and looked forward hard, Qinglan and they seemed to be far ahead, and it seemed that their team was going to end up again this journey.

He rubbed his eyebrows, his head really hurt more and more, like someone was shrinking into his head, and then he took a saw and kept sawing his skull.

Before entering the Ten Mile Soul Crossing, Sister Yuan gave him some medicine, and he swallowed it all without asking. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

"Momo, let's go, I'm a little ......"

The pain seemed to have severely affected his judgment and thinking, and he was forced to interrupt only halfway through his speech.

When he stretched out his hand to Ah Mo, his body shook involuntarily, and he forced a smile: "Come over quickly, I'm a little tired." ”

"Dashuai, what's wrong with you?" said the "Ah Mo" quietly.

He squatted there and slowly raised his head, "Is that woman not taking good care of Da Shuai and making you tired?"

On his face with clear eyebrows, a pair of innocent eyes like black beans looked at Jinghua stupidly.

"Xiaolu, how could it be you?" Jinghua looked at the boy in front of him, he was wearing Ah Mo's clothes, squatting in the place where Ah Mo was squatting just now.

"Where's the foam? Dashuai, it's a fawn! It's always been a fawn!" The fawn stood up and walked towards him as if he were walking on the ground, his voice was small, but it was no longer so timid.

"No, Momo just ...... Obviously here!" Jinghua held on to the iron cables on both sides, supported himself from staggering, and rubbed his eyes vigorously.

The fawn stood in front of him, smiling and groaning.

"Dashuai, Xiaolu finally sees you again! Xiaolu wants to be Dashuai, I've been thinking about it all along. ”

The boy's black bean-like eyes blinked, just like the ecstasy after waiting for Jinghua's triumph every time he stood in front of the tent before. He wanted to throw himself into his arms, but he was always too timid.

A moment of surprise flashed across Jinghua's face, and then he understood what had happened, and quickly regained his usual pale and unwavering appearance.

He should be the same as Qinglan, dragged into the road of death by the murder he once created!

"I'm sorry, fawn. I'm sorry. He said softly, with a heavy sense of guilt.

Xiaolu was a little puzzled, and his eyes widened and said, "Why do you want to say sorry? How could the big handsome be sorry for Xiaolu?"

Jinghua sighed and said slowly, "Because I killed you." ”

"Hahaha, Dashuai is now so good at joking!"

Xiaolu shook his head vigorously, and his delicate face trembled with a smile, "How could Da Shuai kill Xiao Lu? Da Shuai has always been very good to Xiao Lu, and Xiao Lu has always admired Da Shuai!"

Jinghua said calmly: "That time, it was because of Jiang Jinge's soul control that you all lost consciousness and kept attacking me, and I had to make a move as a last resort. Fawn you're dead, have you forgotten?"

Xiaolu stared at him blankly, the handsome man who was good-looking, he couldn't get enough of it, what was he talking about in that nice voice?

Say he killed himself?

How can it be!

The marshal has always been the most merciful, and would rather be injured and bleed than let his subordinates suffer a little damage.

What's more, Dashuai has always loved himself so much.

How could he have killed himself?

Something came out of his eyes, and the fawn raised his hand and touched it—

It's blood!

A lot of blood flowed down from his eyes, as well as his nose, mouth, and ears, and more and more blood gushed out, making the young man's beautiful face suddenly hideous.

Seven orifices bleed—that was what he looked like when he died after being killed by the Absolute Dust.

Xiaolu was startled by the blood in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "How can this be......? How can there be so much blood on the fawn!"

He looked at his body in disbelief, he had changed into his original clothes, and there were also many blood holes, five in front of him and six in the back, all gurgling with blood.

"Ah!" the fawn screamed, and habitually rushed to Jinghua, threw himself into his arms, and cried out in horror: "Dashuai, save me! The fawn is afraid, the fawn does not die!"

Jinghua smiled miserably.

The kind and timid child, the child who follows him like a little tail all day long, the child who treats every word of his every word as if it were heaven......

Now his face was covered with blood, and he threw himself into his arms, trembling with fear from his death.

He even came to ask for help! He said he was scared, he didn't want to die!

Jinghua raised his hand, patted him on the back, and said very slowly: "Listen to me, Xiaolu, you are dead." It's me—the one who killed you. ”

Xiaolu raised his head, his black bean-like eyes were filled with tears, and he looked at Jinghua with resentment, "Then why did the big handsome kill the little deer?

Jinghua smiled reluctantly.

His face was extremely pale, revealing a bit of darkness close to death, and he said hoarsely: "No, the fawn is very well-behaved." It's my fault, I have to kill you, and there are many brothers in the sky. It's me who is bad. ”

Xiaolu nodded, there was still blood in her beautiful black eyes, but she was still sensible: "Xiaolu knows, Xiaolu doesn't blame Dashuai." And, too, they are. ”

He took Jinghua's hand and pointed forward.

The light in front of him was still dim, but strangely, Jinghua's vision suddenly became clearer, just like before his spiritual power was lost.

Following Xiaolu's point, he clearly saw at this moment that on both sides of the entire road to death, it was already crowded with people, all of whom were controlled by Jiang Jinge, and finally died under his "Absolute Killing"!

Exactly 20,000 people!