Chapter Ninety-Eight: Dreams Must Be Made, Salted Fish Must Be Done

The rain was a little lighter, and Liu Luo could already see the teacher's expression clearly, and he was still so generous.

"Teacher, I'm sorry." She bowed her head in self-reproach.

She didn't naively shout: It's all my fault for letting the teacher go.

Because she knew none of that.

That's what General Seinfeld shouted when she sent her to the execution ground, and the result was still the same.

So, she will no longer beg from the enemy.

Du Shiqing shook his head and did not speak.

Isn't it just a dead word, as a teacher, will it be more difficult to see than students?

"Tut-tut, it's really a master-apprentice relationship." Wang Xuhuai made a gesture, so that Wang Ruogu pressed Du Shiqing tightly, and he said, "I heard that you carved four words on the back of the student, I don't know if it's true." ”

A "hiss" sounded, and Liu Luo felt a chill behind him.

Her back was as white as mutton fat and was exposed in the rain, and the rain flowed down her back, full of the words "for the country and the people".

"Brute!" Du Zhiqing shouted.

He struggled to get up, but his hands and feet were tied, and his shoulders were pressed by Wang Ruogu, so he had no chance to get up at all.

"Tut-tut, I didn't engrave the words." Wang Xuhuai turned to Liu Luo's back, and he gently wiped the rain from the words with his fingers.

Liu Luo's back twisted, and the words became distorted.

"What a beautiful back, I really don't know how you managed to do it in the first place."

"Brute!" Du Zhiqing shouted again, his voice was a little hoarse, but his head was lowered.

He didn't dare to look at it, and he couldn't bear to look at it.

Wang Xuhuai continued to smile, "When you carved words, did you ever have the idea of a beast, don't say no, Dean Du's wonderful pen Danqing, but these four words are not very well carved." ”

Du Zhiqing ignored him anymore, and he closed his eyes in pain.

But a voice in his heart asked: whether he had ever had a dirty thought, he couldn't answer.

"Hey, hey, hey..." Wang Xuhuai smiled even more happily, "But you think in vain, how can a person like you who cherishes his feathers have a bad reputation for a student." ”

The voice in Du Zhiqing's heart asked again: Is it not?

"It's a pity, it's a pity." Wang Xuhuai said this and sighed, "After all, it's just wishful thinking." ”

He said, "I'll help you, and help you engrave these four words on her chest, so that there are words on the front and back, how wonderful." ”

As he spoke, his eyes went to Liu Luo's chest.

"Brute, you dare!" Du Zhiqing didn't know where he got the strength, so he stood up violently and almost knocked Wang Ruogu to the ground.

However, he was tied hand and foot after all, in addition to the golden silk, there was also Liu Luo's life.

"Yo, Dean Du is angry." Wang Xuhuai sneered, "It's okay, it's okay to be angry now, I'll move the knife later, don't shout so loudly, I'm a timid person, I'm afraid that if my hand shakes, the words will be crooked." ”

"You..." Du Shiqing wanted to shout and scold, but he couldn't speak.

"I'm going to start." Wang Xuhuai took a knife and gestured the tip of the knife along Liu Luo's chest to his navel.

Suddenly, his hand shook, the knife was knocked to the side, and the man was knocked back a step.

It was Song Yun who was on the side who bumped into him, and he said, "The commander of the forbidden army, since he can only bully one woman, it is no wonder that he was beaten by the Hu people back then." ”

Wang was angry, very angry.

If his eyes could kill people, he had already killed Song Yun a hundred times.

He was originally the commander of Hu's front, but because he was defeated in the Battle of Beihai, he was replaced by Seinfeld.

And the few victories Seinfeld fought in the back were more like pulling his cheeks.

Later, some people even said that Seinfeld was a victorious general, and he was a victorious general.

This shame, along with Seinfeld's death, has gradually faded away, but I didn't expect to be found out again today.

He was like a dragon with its scales plucked, roaring loudly, "Ah!! ”

In the roar, he took Song Yun in his hand and said coldly, "What are you, but it's stained with your father's light, if it's not your father, you're not a fart!" ”

He threw Song Yun on the ground and stepped on his back one by one, "What a loyal martyr, what a father and son hero, you are just a dog, a leper dog." ”

Wang Xuhuai said more and more, "Your Majesty calls your father a tiger general, and you are just a dog, a tiger father and a dog, very proud, right?" ”

He squatted down and ripped off Song Yun's clothes, revealing his bronzed back, "Hey, so proud, then I'll engrave it on your back, and let everyone see it when the execution comes!" ”

Like a devil, he let out a heart-palpitating laugh; His knife is more like the devil dancing his claws, and blood will fly out of each claw, which makes the devil laugh even more terrifyingly, and the devil's claws swing faster.

And those who are being ravaged by the devil have not given in.

Song Yun turned his head, looked at Liu Luo's eyes, and smiled slightly, as if he was laughing at the devil's trick, after all, it was nothing more than that.

When the devil's laughter stopped, Liu Luo saw that Song Yun's back was blurred with flesh and blood, and in the rain, he couldn't see how deep the knife wound was.

The only female soldier in the official establishment of the Southern Dynasty, this girl who never cried, left tears.

It was as if those knives were not carved on Song Yun's back, but on her face.

"Tut-tut." Wang Xuhuai, who had finished venting on Song Yun's back, regained his senses.

He sneered and walked towards Liu Luo, "I really can't imagine that a woman like you will have so many dogs around her." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Du Shiqing again, and at this moment he was still with his head down, like a dog.

"It's wishful thinking that this will save you!" Wang Xuhuai said that he was delusional, suddenly raised his voice, and glanced at Song Yun.

"Open your eyes to me, how did I carve down your wishful thinking with a knife!" His eyes lit up as he spoke.

He approached Liu Luo step by step, and Liu Luo was retreating step by step.

However, where could she retreat, there were two guards behind her.

Suddenly, she thought of death, jumped up, and hit Wang Xuhuai's knife, but how could Wang Xuhuai let her get her wish.

He dodged sideways and grabbed her by the neck.

"Hmph." He sneered, "If you want to die, it's all wishful thinking!" ”

Wang's smile became even more hideous.

Song Yun closed his eyes, he didn't have the strength to get up at this moment.

As for Du Shiqing, he suddenly shouted to the sky, "Li Changsheng! ”

The sound was louder than thunder.

Even the rain seemed to be frightened to stop, not to mention Wang Xuhuai, who was about to make a move.

He was so frightened that he took two steps back and looked around to see what kind of figure was there.

Wang Ruogu was also frightened, and he jumped into the mountains and forests where the tiger ran as soon as he jumped over.

Du Zhiqing got up and attacked Wang Xuhuai fiercely, his fist was tied, but he still had a head, his head was like his fist, knocking Wang Xuhuai far away.

However, after all, this is just a struggle, and the struggle is more futile.

Wang Xuhuai got up from the ground, still holding a knife in his hand.

"Scream, you scream again." He jumped to Du Zhiqing's side and kicked him into a rolling gourd.

"Tell you, Young Master Li has already entered the palace, and now he is still thinking about saving the soldiers, wishful thinking, really wishful thinking!"

He grabbed Liu Luo in the palm of his hand again, and the blade stabbed straight into the clothes on her chest.

At this time, he suddenly heard a voice, "If people don't have dreams, what's the difference between them and salted fish." ”

It was a voice he was familiar with, he had heard it on his first day as deputy commander of the Forbidden Army.

This voice is like a god, because it is not only his boss, but also the most powerful existence in the whole world.

And now, the voice, like the call of death, startled him.

He didn't dare to look back.

His feet trembled.

He thought of running.

However, it was too late, if he could jump into the mountains and forests like Wang Ruogu just now, he might still be able to run.

If he hadn't kicked Du Shiqing over just now, maybe Bianliang wouldn't have been murderous.

The fist hit him in the face, and his face immediately blossomed.

And his people, like spinning tops, kept spinning, and like meteors, pierced the sky and crashed heavily into the Tiger Running Mountain.

A big hole was knocked out, and he was buried in the hole forever.

"Lee... Master. In the woods of Hupao Mountain, Wang Ruogu kept running.

His mouth kept trembling, and he kept saying the name.

This name is more terrible than the Grim Reaper.

"It's a bit embarrassing, teacher." Bian Liang untied the golden silk in Du Zhiqing's hand.

Those guards were sent away by him with the word "roll".

Du Shiqing smiled, he was very happy, this student he valued the most was finally not late.

As for embarrassment or something, it doesn't matter anymore.

However, the smile on his face did not last long, and immediately froze, like a sudden cold, freezing the smile on his face.

Bian Liang was very strange, he looked back and saw Liu Luozheng hugging Song Yun tightly, both of them with their backs exposed, looking a little funny and quite touching.

Song Yun was crying, Liu Luo was crying, and Liu Luo's two subordinates were also crying.

At that moment, Bianliang seemed to hear Du Zhiqing's cry.

Not on the face, but in the heart.

"Don't be a salted fish." Bianliang comforted Du Shiqing.

He knows that love is a thing, and it is difficult for others to help.

Maybe I should persuade him to give up, but he can't say anything like this.

Bianliang's words still worked, and a wry smile appeared on Du Zhiqing's stiff face.

He recalled what Bianliang said just now, if people don't have dreams, what is the difference between them and salted fish.

But this dream is more difficult than being a salted fish.

However, as a teacher, he is a carefree person after all, he said, "Dreams must be had." ”

Bian Liang felt that this was very uplifting, and he was about to encourage him a few more words, but as a result, Du Shiqing said again, "Salted fish must also be made." ”

Bianliang suddenly had an urge to hit someone, this guy wants to be an ostrich, dare to think about it!