As if hit by a thunderbolt, Cheng Jingyun held her face in horror, and in the memory that had not yet been forgotten, Bu Yun's delicate and heroic face appeared in her mind.

Although it was very weird, after a while, Cheng Jingyun persuaded herself to accept this fact.

At this time, she was in the Wing Country Dog Thief camp, and she didn't have to worry about finding a good opportunity to behead the leader's under his hands.

Hum! Dog thief, you just wait for the blood sacrifice to my Hengguo undead!

Cheng Jingyun was angry, but unexpectedly let out a muffled snort: "Hmm......"

For some reason, she suddenly felt a faint pain in her heart, that is, the more she hated the leader, the deeper the pain......

The impact of this pain on her was extraordinary, and with it, the impact of memories like a slap in the face, made her head swell.

Cheng Jingyun covered her chest with one hand and supported her swollen head with the other, she couldn't withstand the impact of Bu Yun's memory for a while, and her eyes were dark, and she fainted again.

When she woke up again, she had already adapted to Buyun's memory, and in the process of combing, she learned that she had died at the hands of Song Zhancheng, the second prince of Yiguo.

Since he is the second prince of the enemy country, it is the best to capture him to coerce the Wing Country to withdraw its troops!

At this time, the sky was full of stars outside the tent, but Cheng Jingyun couldn't sleep anymore.

She lifted the futon lightly and walked out of the camp tent, originally wanting to explore the layout of the barracks, but happened to see a tall figure fall into view.

With just one glance, the fire of hatred ignited in Cheng Jingyun's eyes!

Suddenly, her heart also ached - it was Bu Yun's love for Song Zhancheng.

She can occupy this body, she can see everything Buyun knows, but she can't erase this love.

Annoying!

Catching a glimpse of Song Zhancheng walking into the camp, she followed, and suddenly saw several soldiers also coming towards his camp, Cheng Jingyun turned her feet and walked towards the back of the camp.

Behind the screen, Song Zhancheng had a low table in front of him, on which was placed a military book and a topographical map of Heng and Yi.

He pointed to the village that he led the troops to exterminate that day, and said in a cold tone: "The wilderness is the most prone to guerrillas, left forward, you lead people to explore the border more, eradicate it as soon as possible, and leave no trouble." ”

The left striker outside the screen clenched his fists in response: "The last general obeys the order, please rest assured." ”

Song Zhancheng picked up the brush, dipped it in ink, and made two strokes in the village where the Hengguo army was killed, representing that there was no hidden danger here.

"Right forward, how do you feel about the extermination of the rangers this time?" Suddenly, Song Zhancheng looked at the blurred figure outside the screen, and his eyes became sharp.

The named right striker thought for a moment and replied: "The last general is bold, and he has a plan to hope that the Lord will decide." ”

"Tell me about it."

"A tooth for a tooth!"

As soon as he said this, all the soldiers who were sitting clapped their hands and applauded, and they were suddenly excited.

Cheng Jingyun, who was hiding outside the camp tent, listened to the calculation, but couldn't help but hang her heart.

It seems that he has already made a plan, Song Zhancheng nodded with satisfaction: "The right forward is the same as me, since Hengguo dares to release the guerrillas at the junction of the two countries, we should be able to follow suit." ”

He circled the place he had crossed out just now with red ink, knocked on the table and said, "Then sneak in from the place where the Hengguo guerrillas were exterminated, the right forward, from the next day, all the big and small affairs in the army will be handed over to you." ”

"The Lord ......"

The right striker seemed to have something to say, but was interrupted by Song Zhancheng: "This sneak is just a test, if I don't go to probe in person, it will be difficult to feel at ease, you will take charge of the affairs of the army on my behalf, and you must not make any mistakes." ”

The right striker was about to speak, when suddenly the voice of the patrol soldier sounded outside the tent: "Who is there?" ”

Cheng Jingyun's heart was suddenly, and she was so absorbed that she neglected the patrol team's inspection.

At this time, the curtain of the camp tent was suddenly opened, and Song Zhancheng walked out with a gloomy face, a pair of eyes like ice looked straight at Cheng Jingyun, and the atmosphere of slaughter highlighted the night breeze even more terrifying!

The patrol soldier just wanted to point the silver gun at Cheng Jingyun's neck, but suddenly saw her face clearly by the firelight, and immediately put away the gun.

"It's Miss Buyun......"

Everyone else breathed a sigh of relief and went on patrol. Only Song Zhancheng's eyes were suddenly cold, like a sharp knife soaked in cold light.

"Why don't you lie down when you wake up, what are you doing here? Since you're here, why don't you ask for instructions? ”

Even if she was forced by Song Zhancheng's majesty, Cheng Jingyun did not panic for half a minute, a flash of inspiration flashed in her mind, she calmed down, suddenly raised her head, and met Song Zhancheng's cold eyes without dodging: "I didn't want to interfere with the main army's deployment and arrangement, so I didn't make a sound...... As for my body, the Lord is fine, and I am all right. ”

She knew that the reason why Bu Yun was able to go into battle with the army was because she had learned martial arts since she was a child and was proficient in the art of war.

In this way, she hugged her fist at Song Zhancheng and asked: "I have no intention of listening to the discussion of the soldiers on the master, and I hope that the lord will ......."

"I have already made up my mind on this matter, so I don't need to say more. If you eavesdrop on a military aircraft without being summoned, you should be court-martialed. If your injuries have not healed, you will be allowed to postpone the punishment. ”

His eyebrows were full of coldness, and with a wave of his big hand, Ling Ran pronounced the sentence: "Bu Yun despises military regulations, and he will be punished with thirty rods!" ”

Cheng Jingyun, who lowered her head, sneered, and said in her heart that this man was cold-blooded and ruthless, and he was also so mean to people who blocked the fatal blow for him with his weak body.

But at the same time, another voice came out of her heart: the Lord just didn't want me to participate in more dangerous battles, and he always thought about others like this......

That's enough!

Cheng Jingyun clenched her fists, trying to drive the contrarian thoughts out of her head.

But this thought reminded her again—she didn't want to be left behind, she just wanted to take advantage of this opportunity......

The patrol soldiers who received the military order wanted to ask Cheng Jingyun to leave, but she ignored her injuries, shook her hand to break free from the restraints, knelt on the ground and begged for her life: "Buyun is not afraid of life and death, he only serves the Lord, if the Lord wants to punish Buyun, it is really right, but please listen to Buyun's plan first, and then make a decision." ”

The right forward was originally hesitant about the master's lonely risk, but seeing Bu Yun's stubborn defense of the master, he took the opportunity to persuade: "Lord, Bu Yun's clever plan has helped us and others to crack the enemy's trap many times, and since she has been informed of this plan, I might as well listen to her opinions." ”

The left striker next to him received the look of the right striker, and also clenched his fists and pleaded: "What the right striker said is very true, please allow Buyun to make a plan." ”

Cheng Jingyun never thought that Song Zhancheng's two right-hand men would help her speak, and she only felt extremely ironic for a while.

If they know that this cloud is not another cloud...... Hehe, by the time they knew, they would already be ownerless horses.

Suppressing the excitement in her heart, Cheng Jingyun continued to ask for her life: "Lord, I ...... for this stealth plan."

Before she finished speaking, Song Zhancheng suddenly walked away with a cold face.

The crowd was stunned, and then dispersed, each to you.

However, Cheng Jingyun did not leave. She maintained her original posture and knelt down on one knee facing Song Zhancheng's tent.

Buyun, you are so loyal and persistent, will you impress your lord?

Cheng Jingyun asked herself, but this time there were no other chaotic thoughts to respond to her.

"Come in." Suddenly there was a call from inside the tent.