Although I hate the bitterness of lotus hearts, I like the taste of lotus seeds you put in my mouth. Although I hate this world, I hate to live miserably like that.

But I like you and I like to have you...... This world ......

In the dark, Wei Qin opened her eyes suddenly, and cold sweat was dripping on her forehead. This dream has not been done for a long time, and since being by Xiangbao's side, the nightmare has never appeared again.

I got up and walked out of the tent, and it was already late at night.

I don't know when the fog started, and it was so thick that it couldn't be dispersed.

All the way to the north, the weather is getting colder and colder, Wu Yue is probably still autumn, but this way wading through the water, but it seems to be a season.

Through the cold mist, you can see the white crescent moon in the sky.

After three months of marching and several sporadic battles, the Wu army has now camped three miles away from Linzi, the capital of Qi. It's just killing, and for Wei Qin, he is used to it. Blood, in his eyes, seemed to be no different from water.

Looking up into the distance, the capital of Qi was almost invisible in the thick fog, and the lord of Qi was probably unable to sleep peacefully now. The Wu army captured several cities along the way, and now the troops are coming to the city, and everyone in Linzi City must be in danger. Wei Qin pursed his lips, and his hand, which was a little cold wrapped in mist, unconsciously touched the peace knot hanging around his neck, which was given to him by Xiangbao.

His...... Sister......

The finger bones were slightly white, and Wei Qin clenched his fists fiercely.

Outside the ring, she slapped him in the face, she cried for him, she hugged him tightly, she told him that no matter what it was for, it was not worth fighting for her life.

It was the first time someone had said that to him.

After the age of ten, he almost survived by killing and stealing...... The son of a traitorous thief, such a sign of shame has always followed him, making it impossible for him to survive in the country of Wu. The most ironic thing is that it was not until later that everything was clarified, and he found out that his father was not only not a traitor, but also a great hero of the Wu State......

It's just that at that time, he had drifted to the country of Yue, and what kind of person he wanted to leave was for him...... It doesn't matter anymore.

He only knows that in order to fulfill his bitter plan, he did not hesitate to kill his wife and children; He can abandon their mothers and sons, or even sacrifice them, for the sake of his hero's name. He can only be that father really betrayed the country and really died...... Although in the end, he really killed himself on the Golden Palace, saying "I killed Qingji for the peace of the Wu Kingdom, not for the sake of wealth and wealth"......

Hehe, sure enough, his heroic name is complete.

And what about him? As the son of a hero, he wanders through the market, being bullied by street children who are even more ferocious than him, and even ...... In the martial arts arena, he survived on the blood of others.

Until...... Meet her.

After the battle tomorrow, he will be able to return to Wu, and when he thinks about it, the heavy iron armor on his body doesn't seem to be so cold. Just thinking about it, there was a sudden flute sound in my ears, and the flute was faintly filled with some sad thoughts, melodious for a long time.

Listening to the sound of the flute, Wei Qin's heart trembled slightly, and suddenly remembered that day, the snow in the sky...... Wen Chong revealed the despicable truth hidden in his heart...... Xiangbao is his sister. Then, the general-like man stabbed the cold sword in his hand straight into his chest, and he fell in the blood snow......

Then he saw Xiangbao's tears...... Crystal clear, more beautiful than the most precious jewels in the world......

He never told her that when there were so many people in the market, he stole her money bag alone, because he knew that the top brand of Liujun was Mo Li, and her...... It's all his sister. Mo Li knew, so Mo Li never allowed him to get close to her. It's just that he didn't expect that before Mo Li died, he would tell Wen Chong the truth.

The mournful sound of the flute was like a cry, Wei Qin shook his head violently and waved away the memories of the past, and then frowned slightly. Although it was his first time leading troops, he also understood that playing such a mournful tune in the army would undoubtedly affect the morale of the army! Following the melodious sound of the flute, Wei Qin saw the flute player on the side of a dirt slope about 100 meters away from the camp. It's a teenager, it's a face, it's never seen before, I think it should be an inferior soldier or something.

"Lord Sima!" Seeing clearly the person standing in front of him, the flute boy hurriedly stood up and knelt down on one knee in salute.

"What's this tune?" Wei Qin raised his hand to let him get up and asked lightly.

"Leave the song." The young man stood beside Wei Qin with some restraint and bowed his head.

"Leaving the song...... Wei Qin was slightly distracted, "Is there someone who misses?" ”

"Hmm." The young man responded with some vague lightness, a little shyness.

"What kind of person is it?" Looking at his shy appearance, Wei Qin unconsciously asked again.

"It's a girl in my hometown, ugly, and quite stupid, hehe......" The young man said, without restraint, he laughed first, but there was sweetness in that smile, "When I went on the expedition, she picked up the lantern and sent it all the way out of the village, crying so ugly that I had to promise her to marry her when I went back...... Heh......"

Wei Qin mourned slightly in his heart: "You agreed." ”

It is an affirmative sentence, not an interrogative sentence.

"Well, there's really no way to see her crying so ugly......" The young man's smile faded slightly, "It's just...... Whether I can go back or not is not something I say. I'm really worried about that silly girl, if I can't go back...... What ...... she do?"

"Don't play the flute in the army in the future, it will affect the morale of the army." Didn't continue the topic with him, Wei Qin said.

"Yes, Lord Sima." The young man hurriedly bowed his head and replied, "It's the negligence of my subordinates." ”

"Go back to the camp and rest, there is a tough battle tomorrow, if you want to go back alive, you must be ready to win." Wei Qin spoke, quite majestic.

"Yes." The young man's eyes lit up slightly, and he answered loudly with some joy, and then turned and left first.

Seeing his somewhat brisk back gradually disappear into the mist, Wei Qin pursed his lips, and was faintly jealous. The young man was looking forward to winning the battle, looking forward to triumph, looking forward to returning to see the girl who made the marriage contract as soon as possible, but what about him? What is he here for?

She...... Will you look forward to him going back?

"Report!" Someone suddenly shouted ahead.

"Come on." Opening his mouth, Wei Qin said, as if he was still a little unaccustomed to such an order.

"Yes." The man came closer, his head bowed, his face unclear through the hazy mist.

"What?" Wei Qin asked.

"The country of Qi attacked at night and burned our army's grain and grass, and the soldiers in front were exhausted from days of marching and fighting, and it was difficult to cope with the battle...... the man said anxiously.

Hearing this, Wei Qin frowned slightly, taking advantage of the night to attack?

In a daze, the figure kneeling on the ground suddenly jumped up, waved the long sword in his hand, and pounced fiercely at Wei Qin.

Killer!

Wei Qin took a step back, quickly drew his sword out of the sheath, and between the lightning and flint, warm blood splashed Wei Qin's face. Withdrawing the sword that had stabbed the man in the abdomen, the figure fell straight down. Before Wei Qin could even reach out to wipe the blood from his face, he felt like he was surrounded by dozens of killers hidden in the mist.

Swinging his sword to avoid the attack of the incoming person, Wei Qin raised his lips coldly. On that day, at the foot of Fujiao Mountain, he also attacked Fan Li like this, causing him to fall off the cliff with serious injuries......

Xiangbao's smiling appearance flickered in front of his eyes, and Wei Qin stabbed at those killers with his sword.

"On the battlefield, be careful."

"This is a peace knot, the old people in my hometown used to say that the hair of your relatives can keep you safe, so you must come back safely."

He will return safely.

Wei Qin slashed down with a sword, and blood splattered three feet. A head flipped in the mist, then rolled down at his feet, and stomped on it hard, Wei Qin licked the bloody blood on his lips, grinned, and looked at the killers around him.

Yes, he will go back safely.

I don't know when the fog has dissipated, and the sound of killing in my ears is endless, and the Qi soldiers have already launched an attack.

Dongfang slightly showed a little white of the fish's belly, but the miserable white crescent moon was still lingering on the canopy.

In the morning, Wei Qin was dressed in heavy armor, the fiery red cloak was raised fiercely in the cold wind, the armor was full of bloodstains, and her delicate and beautiful face was dyed with a dazzling crimson......

Such a strong killing aura made those assassins can't help but be timid, and subconsciously take a step back.

"We are all outlaws, what is more terrible than death? Come on! One of them shouted suddenly, and then all the people were agitated again, and they all raised their swords and slew forward.

Outlaws? Wei Qin couldn't help but chuckle, her blood-stained lips grinned slightly, bent up, indescribably weird, and the fiery red cloak rose fiercely, like the fire of the red lotus of hell, to burn everything combustible.

With a chilling smile, Wei Qin stood in place, where the sword was swung, a piece of flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Who are the outlaws? He's the outlaw, he has nothing, nothing!

It was as if I had returned to the arena, the place where people were killed, surrounded by the disgusting smell of blood, the white severed limbs, and the hideous heads......

Is there anything more terrible than death? Aloneness! Endless loneliness! Hopeless loneliness!

The empty Colosseum, surrounded by people, laughter, noise, shouts, drums...... There were people everywhere, but they were watching, watching the little one struggle in the blood, they were laughing, they were clapping......

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Blood-soaked life...... These ugly faces......

"Lord Sima, the Qi army is coming!" Behind him, the lieutenant general roared, waking up Wei Qin, who was like a hell of a Shura field killing.

The tendons on his wrists were beating suddenly, Wei Qin came to his senses, the moon had disappeared at some point, and the sky was already bright.

The blood that meandered around it gathered into a staccato line......

"Got it." Nodding, Wei Qin carried the sword that was still dripping with blood and walked in the direction of the camp. It's just killing, and you're used to it, aren't you?

Dressed in military uniform, Wei Qin turned around and went straight to the camp.

Slash all the way, bloody all the way...... The soldiers beside him fell one by one, including Qi soldiers and Wu soldiers......

Wei Qin has killed the red eye, and when he sees the enemy, he will cut it. Wielding the blood-stained sword in his hand, Wei Qin slashed and slashed like a demon. Suddenly, he saw not far in front of him, a Qi man dressed as a general swinging his sword straight at a young man of Wu soldiers, and the young man looked at the sword swinging towards him in horror and despair, unable to escape.

In his arms, something slipped to the ground and was trampled into pieces by the horse's hooves...... It's the flute, the flute that once played the "Leaving Song......

"It's a girl in my hometown, ugly, and quite stupid, when I went on the expedition, she picked up the lamp and sent it all the way out of the village, crying so ugly that I had to promise her to marry her when I went back...... Heh......"

"Whether I can go back or not, it's not up to me to say it. I'm really worried about that silly girl, if I can't go back...... What ...... she do?"

He is now Zuo Sima, not an Assassin. As long as the assassin completes the mission, the life or death of his companions can be ignored; But now it is different, he not only has to win, but also to protect the safety of his subordinates......

"If I can't go back...... What did she do...... What to do...... What should I do......" The slightly painful and helpless voice echoed in his ears again and again......

Wei Qin finally flew forward and swung his sword to block the man's attack.

Protecting the young man, Wei Qin was fighting with the man who looked like a general on a horse, but suddenly there was a sound of a blade cutting through the air behind him...... Wei Qin was startled, hurriedly looked back, and a sword with a cold light slashed at him......

The one who wielded the sword was the young man who played the flute......

"Why?" Severe pain came through his chest, and crimson blood gushed out, Wei Qin gritted his teeth.

"I'm Qiren."

Without looking at him, the young man bowed his head slightly and said.

An enemy spy? His eyes were full of crimson, swallowing the fishy sweetness in his mouth, Wei Qin grinned, it was rare to send kindness, but it ended up like this? Hehe, sure enough, it's still the bad guys who live longer.

The knot between the necks was loosened and fell to the ground......

The world is purgatory for him, and life is only a sad struggle, and there is nothing to fear in death. However, it is Xiangbao...... Xiangbao is in this world. If she dies, she will never be seen again, no matter how much she hates this world, but ...... Xiangbao is here......

If he died, Xiangbao would definitely jump up in anger and scold him...... scolded him for being disobedient, and clearly said that he couldn't fight for his life......

If she died, she would cry......

Will it?

He didn't want to see her cry.

The cold light flashed in front of him, and the sharp blade slashed head-on with the mist, Wei Qin gritted his teeth, raised his hand to block, and blood splattered everywhere......

Xiangbao, I won't die.

Because...... You're alive.