Lan Xueling's comforting words, Xuanyuan Hanmo didn't listen to a word.

At this time, Xuanyuan Hanmo only had bitter hatred and crazy killing intent in his mind.

For a long time, Xuanyuan Hanmo's reverse scale has only been the people around him, and it has never changed.

Although he cared about the soldiers very much, but when the soldiers died in battle, Xuanyuan Hanmo could only be angry at most.

But this time Lan Zhenghe was injured, and Xuanyuan Hanmo hated the group of prisoners of war in the Western Regions in his heart, as well as the Turks.

Hatred drives people crazy.

Now Xuanyuan Hanmo has gone crazy.

Starting from the northern frontier city, we crossed the hills and walked across the plains.

Every place Xuanyuan Hanmo walked through, he would slaughter any Turkic who appeared in front of his eyes! Burn all the tents, and even set the grass on fire, setting the grasslands on fire.

Besiege?

That doesn't matter anymore!

What Xuanyuan Hanmo wanted was to exterminate the Turkic race.

The city is no longer needed, it is all blown up.

This crazy move made Batachihan, who was far away on the other side of the grassland, feel frightened, his brother went crazy, and was awakened by the fierce beast that was against the scales.

One rode a giant wolf and led the army into the grassland.

Kill everyone, animals.

Burn all buildings, grasslands.

Loot all food and clothing.

But where Xuanyuan Hanmo walked, there were thousands of miles of red land, and there was no vitality at all.

The Turks also wanted to resist, but the prisoners of war in the Western Regions were like a pack of hungry wolves, even if they died, he would drag the enemy to die together, and he actually smiled after he died.

This group of Western Regions prisoners of war met the Turks, like a hungry wolf meeting a fat sheep and a bee chrysalis, rushing forward, just to kill each other, get parts from the enemy, in order to exchange for war exploits to get rid of their current status.

Sometimes, a Turkic would be torn apart by the hands of five or six Western Regions prisoners of war, and blood would be splattered all around.

This group of prisoners of war in the Western Regions is not large, but they are fierce enough, if they are not fierce and can't grab the enemy's body parts, they will die!

This is what it really looks like to drive wolves and tigers!

Xuanyuan Hanmo looked at this picture indifferently, without any compassion at all.

Xuanyuan Hanmo has been in control, and when the number of prisoners of war in the Western Regions drops to 1,000, he will return to the northern Xinjiang city, replenish the newly sent prisoners of war, and use the old batch of prisoners of war to drive the new prisoners of war.

When the number of people is replenished, a new round of attacks begins.

Keep killing, keep killing, no matter who can stop Xuanyuan Hanmo, now he is holding his breath, he himself doesn't know how to vent it.

He had to keep killing.

The tragedy on the steppe has been unfolding, and Bata Chihan has sent people to hope that Xuanyuan Hanmo will stop this killing.

Because the people on the grassland are about to kill Xuanyuan Hanmo!

Batachihan's own people were also affected, much to his annoyance.

But he couldn't help it, and the people he sent came back and told Bata Chihan to stop, and he could! Then they also join the "hunt"!

One day the Turks will not be destroyed, and he Xuanyuan Hanmo will not stop for a day!

The murderous words made the people who came back to report always be afraid.

Bata Chihan is very helpless, ninety percent of this steppe is self-proclaimed Turkic, so isn't it to kill these ninety percent of people?

In the past few days when Bata Chihan hesitated, Xuanyuan Hanmo hit the territory of the Eastern Turks.

Xuanyuan Hanmo encountered a fierce counterattack by the Eastern Turks, causing heavy casualties to the prisoners of war in the Western Regions.

"My lord! There are still 2,000 left! ”

"Withdraw!"

Xuanyuan Hanmo ordered with a flat face.

It was only during the retreat that Xuanyuan Hanmo had Dalong's own team smash a round of incendiary bombs.

The flames stopped the Eastern Turk soldiers behind, and then Xuanyuan Hanmo calmly left with the army.

Flames spread across the grasslands, burning the flowers and trees in the area, making it impossible to graze here.

Maybe next year, the grass will be more lush, but this year there is no chance.

Xuanyuan Hanmo once again returned to the Northern Frontier City with the army.

The person who greeted him made Xuanyuan Hanmo's nose sour.

"Grandpa!"

Lan Zhenghe sat on the recliner and looked at him with a smile.

I looked at the effort to raise my hand, but the hand I raised kept shaking.

Xuanyuan Hanmo never gave up jumping off his back, knelt on the ground, and clenched Lan Zhenghe's hand.

"Little San'er, you're back."

Lan Zhenghe's sentence You are back, Xuanyuan Hanmo couldn't hold back the breath that he had held for so long, and he cried loudly.

I had never seen Xuanyuan Hanmo crying, and Liu Chan's heart was not comfortable.

In Liu Chan's heart, this man has always been a good man who stands up to the sky!

Although Xuanyuan Hanmo has always been so cheerful, all his women can see that this man is actually very fragile.

This time, Lan Zhenghe's injury made Xuanyuan Hanmo blame himself, so that he could only rely on the slaughter of Turks to vent the discomfort in his heart.

This was a difficult step with the bloodline fusion plan he had been working on.

Who would believe the words of an executioner?

Xuanyuan Hanmo knelt on the ground, holding Lan Zhenghe's hand and crying for a long time before stopping.

When I finished crying, I stood up and wiped away my tears! It's been so many years, the last time I saw you crying, you were still a wrinkled kid waiting to drink milk, and I haven't had a chance to see you cry after that! ”

Suddenly, Lan Zhenghe froze and looked at Xuanyuan Hanmo with disgust.

"Stinky boy! Although the old man's hand doesn't feel very sensitive, I can still feel it when you wipe your nose! ”

Hearing Lan Zhenghe's words, everyone else present looked at Lan Zhenghe's hand.

Xuanyuan Hanmo quickly stuffed Lan Zhenghe's hand back into the thin quilt covering Lan Zhenghe's body.

Xuanyuan Hanmo, who stood up again, regained his hopeful appearance, and his eyes were no longer hateful and gloomy.

"Look at what! This stubborn old guy will believe everything! Be careful to punish you for running in circles! Where to go cool, don't crowd around here! ”

Xuanyuan Hanmo looked around viciously.

Everyone ran away in a gloomy manner, the army also took the other generals down, and the Western Regions prisoners of war also returned to the prisoner of war camp, continuing to follow the tradition and take the newcomers with them.

Lan Zhenghe's recliner was lifted, and Xuanyuan Hanmo followed behind, pulling Liu Chan to ask Lan Zhenghe about the situation, and got the same result as before.

For the rest of the day, you may no longer be able to move on your own, and incontinence will occur.

But this time Liu Chan emphasized that it is possible.

"You can also see that grandpa's hand can be raised, according to the original estimate, he will not be able to move from the neck down, but grandpa's hand can be raised, which means that there will be a turnaround."

In fact, whether there is a turnaround or not is up to Liu Chan, Lan Zhenghe may really have a chance, but even if he raises it well, it is impossible for his hands and feet to be as flexible as before.

She just doesn't want Xuanyuan Hanmo to go back to the dark appearance he was like some time ago, brutal and ruthless!

He was terrible like that.

Xuanyuan Hanmo didn't know that Liu Chan was just panicking because he didn't want him to become brutal.

"It's good to have a turnaround! It's good to have a turnaround! What medicine do you want, tell me! I love you so much! Kiss! ”

Xuanyuan Hanmo excitedly hugged Liu Chan and wanted to kiss.

Liu Chan slapped Xuanyuan Hanmo's face and flattened his nose.

"There are too many people!"

"You can kiss without anyone?"