It is not possible to hear these movements and not to respond.

Hucha Dongcicada was slightly startled, frowned, and looked at the Chinese cavalry soldiers who were keeping vigil outside the tent. The soldiers were also surprised, no matter how late it was in their memory, if someone outside the tent returned to their lives, Li Luo would definitely have an echo.

"Give me the lamp." Hucha Winter Cicada shouted in a deep voice.

The soldier first handed the wind lantern to Hucha Winter Cicada, and said in a low voice: "This, county lord, it's not appropriate." ”

Hucha Dongcicada glared at the cavalry soldiers of the Chinese army, and said coquettishly: "If there is anything wrong, I will go in and take a look, and I will come out, just don't look at it." With that, he bent down, and Hu Cha Dong Cicada lifted the curtain and walked in.

By the light of the wind lanterns, Hucha Winter Cicada saw an unbelievable picture. Li Luoban sat behind the table, his armor untied aside, one hand holding the case, and the other hand grasping the dangguan that had not yet been unsheathed, his expression was condensed, as if he had not seen the Hucha winter cicada coming into the account. But it's no wonder that Li Luo, a slender short sword, without edges and corners, looks like it has no other lethality except for thorns, and it is nailed to Li Luo's throat at this time. The tip of the sword seemed to have melted into Li Luo's skin, but there was no blood oozing out, and it was just right.

The person holding the sword was a man in black clothes and black robes, who couldn't see his appearance clearly, but he looked smaller, and he was also half-sitting in front of Li Luo, but he was a head shorter than Li Luo.

Li Luo and the man in black did not move at all, as if they were two rocks, and even their breathing disappeared. There is silence and movement, on the shoulder of the man in black, there is a blood-red lark standing abruptly, although it is a glimpse, but the Hucha Winter Cicada clearly sees the wings on the blood-colored lark's body, if it were not for this rare color and the flame-like ripples that dissipate in the void at the edge of the lark's body, it almost makes the Hucha Winter Cicada think that this is a living lark.

The lark is very aura, snuggling on the shoulder of the man in black, sometimes intimate, sometimes excited, sometimes deep, but it does not leave the shoulder of the man in black half a step.

The scene seen by the winter cicada can only be described as weird, the silence is very weird, and the movement is even more weird.

At the moment when the curtain of the tent was lifted, the second sight of the Hucha Winter Cicada after seeing this scene, the mutation protruded, the red mangs in the tent were flourishing, and the Hucha Winter Cicada seemed to be in the sea of blood, chilling all over, and for the first time felt that the breath of death was so close. The larks in the tent turned from one to several, flying wildly, and one of them almost touched the Hucha winter cicada. Hucha Winter Cicada's face turned pale, and he stood motionless at the door of the tent.

Fortunately, the winter cicada's physical strength and eyesight are not weak, and they know that they must not exit the camp at this time, once there is any abnormal movement, there is a cathartic gap in the tent, and these blood-red larks will not have any difference between friend and foe, and they will swarm and burn everything they touch.

Hucha Winter Cicada closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them again, and had already guessed what was happening in the camp.

Before the words of "......" were shouted, the red lips of the Hucha Winter Cicada were covered by a cold and slightly trembling hand, which made the Hucha Winter Cicada tremble, and almost subconsciously pulled out the guard blade, and was about to stab it out casually.

At this moment, a low and hoarse voice came from the ears of the Hucha Winter Cicada: "Don't alarm others. ”

Hucha Winter Cicada was taken aback, and the voice in his ears could vaguely tell that it was Li Luo who spoke, but he didn't expect that his breath was so sluggish, as if he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries.

Hucha Winter Cicada's jade face changed several times, and the hand covering his lips had been withdrawn, and only the cold touch remained on Hucha Dongcicada's face. Li Luo's figure swayed slightly, and Hu Cha Dong Cicada hurriedly reached out to support Li Luo's body.

"Palm lamp." Li Luo said in a deep voice.

The candle was lit, and the cavalry officer of the Chinese army outside the tent asked suspiciously: "General, what happened?" ”

Li Luo glanced at Hucha Dongcicada, Hucha Dongcicada understood, and shouted crisply: "It's okay, the general is inside, there are some things to explain." ”

The soldiers responded, and did not doubt call for the winter cicada, fulfilled their duties, and protected the Chinese army's big tent.

The winter cicada swept around, and the camp tent was no longer the trace of the man in black just now, and in the blink of an eye when he closed his eyes and opened his eyes, the man in black had disappeared without a trace, and there was nothing unusual in the tent, and he didn't know where this person came in or escaped from.

"General, who is it?"

"Assassin." After Li Luo was helped back to the table by the winter cicada, he took a few breaths and coughed suddenly.

"General, are you injured?" Hucha Winter Cicada asked quickly.

"Don't worry, don't let the generals in the battalion know, so as not to mess up the morale of the army."

"This? I'm going to search for him, how can I let him hurt the general!" "Hucha Dongcicada was furious, adding a little self-blame, it was himself who patrolled the camp tonight, I didn't expect to let the assassins into the camp, and also hurt Li Luo, if I came later, in case Li Luo encountered an accident, Hucha Dongcicada really can't imagine how to deal with himself at that time.

Li Luo shook his head slightly, his breath gradually stabilized a little, and said in a low voice: "No need, I can't find it." Caohai is empty, this person is not weak, and he is good at hiding and hiding, which adds to the worries of the soldiers in the battalion, and it is useless. After that, Li Luo paused slightly, and Wen Yan continued, "It's not easy for the assassin to kill me, the life and death just now is only in a blink of an eye, the assassin may kill me, and I may kill him before the assassin." This time the assassination failed, the assassin may not be less injured than me, don't worry, the assassin will not come again anytime soon. ”

"But ......"

"The county lord doesn't need to blame himself, this kind of skilled assassin is rare in the world, and it is reasonable to enter and leave the camp. Don't say that you are an assassin who specializes in this, even if it is not impossible for me to infiltrate a large army camp, no wonder you, I was careless, let the assassins get a loophole, and I will not let them succeed easily next time. ”

"Where's the Assassin!" Hucha Winter Cicada said angrily, and his heart was difficult to solve.

Li Luo pondered for a long time, shook his head and said: "It's not good to judge at the moment, the assassin only has two moves to fight with me, and I can't see the tricks, it is plausible with Dagan's martial arts, and it is also different from the martial arts of Caohai, maybe it is the force hidden in the shadows who wants my life." ”

"It's all my fault." Hucha Dong Cicada smashed his knee hatefully, and the color of chagrin and self-blame did not decrease but increased.

Li Luo laughed and said, "Don't worry, I have been fighting horses for half my life, and I have experienced a lot of life and death, and I don't put an assassin in my eyes." It's just that I'm worried about the battalion generals, the assassins won't be able to kill me, and it won't be good if they attack you. There is no need to spread this matter, but the battalion must be guarded, let the generals be careful and send more people to guard. ”

"yes, I see."

Li Luo glanced at the Hucha Winter Cicada.