From the twilight to the rising of the red sun, that night, everyone in the Han army camp did not sleep. They are all waiting for a miracle to happen.

However, there are few miracles in this world. God likes to bring more to people, but it is disappointment!

When the color of the glow dyed her pale cheeks, the woman who wanted to exchange her blood for the resurrection of her loved one did not wait for the joy she wanted.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling a little dizzy. An obsession in my heart, after a long period of suffering, finally overcame all reason and concerns. When she opened her eyes again, she stood up, sword in one hand, and the man still asleep in the other.

"You...... What do you want to do? ”

Everyone had a puzzled look of surprise on their faces. They don't know what's going to happen next. However, everyone present heard the cold voice and said.

"I'm going to take him away".

No one understands the meaning behind these words, just as no one will know the sadness in Bing'er's heart now. Suddenly hearing such a ridiculous request, the two Han princes frowned at first.

"Nonsense! Yuan Gong's life is in danger, and everyone is working together to find a way...... General Huo, let him go, Hugh is so willful! ”

King Yan and King Guangling scolded loudly, signaling their entourage to block the way. If it weren't for the fact that she had made great contributions and had a special identity, she would have ordered someone to take it down a long time ago.

However, for the woman in a red cloak, no matter whether she is a heroine at the beginning or an ordinary person now, as long as she decides, no one can stop her. With the sword in her hand held horizontally in front of her chest, she carried Yuan Zhao with some difficulty and began to walk forward.

Huo ...... Checkmate! Please don't embarrass us ....... ”

Many of the soldiers who had been ordered stood in the way. The expressions on everyone's faces were complicated. However, the figure did not hesitate in the slightest, as if there was no other presence in her gaze, and walked slowly but surely towards the door of the tent.

"One last order to you! Hurry up and put it down...... Well, all the soldiers listen to the order and take her down! ”

King Yan's face was very ugly, and the life and death of Yuan Zhao were related to the success of this western expedition. He and King Guangling had already abandoned everything in the Han Empire for this reason, and seeing that they were about to get what they wanted, they would definitely not allow it to fall short.

The sword flashed, most of the soldiers stood there and did not move, and some of the relatives loyal to the two princes finally drew their swords. They stared at the woman who did not have the slightest intention of staying, although they had heard that she was very powerful, but in such a situation, whether it was public or private, they had to obey the order, and they could not just let her take someone away.

"General Huo! Obey the king's command...... Yes! ”

The leading captain is also a man who fights on the battlefield, and he blocks the way with his sword. But before he finished speaking, the sword light in front of him was great, and if the dragon was angry, his hand broke the knife and fell to the ground, and his shoulder was dripping with blood.

"Blocker, die!"

The Red Fire Sword shone with a bewitching glow, and its owner didn't want to say a word more. In the blink of an eye, the people who were blocking the door were injured by the sword, and they were so frightened that they couldn't help but retreat again and again, making their debut.

"General Lee! Are you just watching her take away your master? ”

King Guangling was furious. He had already seen that the soldiers belonging to the Red Fire Army and the Flying Dragon Army had no intention of stopping them. And Li Ling kept sitting there with his head down, like a wood

It is like a clay sculpture, without any expression.

The young general of the Li family gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, almost clutching blood. His heart was churning, and he didn't know what choice he should make. If it were replaced by anyone else, and he wanted to take Yuan Zhao away in this situation, he would do whatever it took to break the other party's body into pieces. But it was her, and he couldn't do it.

Almost everyone in the two mansions and Changle Plateau knew what kind of affection this woman named Bing'er had for Yuan Zhao. Although no one has spoken out publicly, everyone has already acquiesced to this fact since she took off her military uniform and retired to the mansion.

No matter how blindly Li Ling worshiped their master Yuan Zhao, after two days and two nights of hard work, he had a grief-stricken premonition that the master was likely to be more than lucky this time. If Senior Sister Bing'er took him away, it would mean that he and everyone in Chang'an would never see him again. He knew better than anyone else the serious consequences of doing so.

The situation became serious in the blink of an eye, and under the angry orders of the two princes, a large number of soldiers began to gather. Out of respect for Yuan Zhao, they would never agree to someone take him from the 100,000 army without understanding the internal reasons. Even if this person is the once famous champion Hou himself, it can't be!

Bing'er lowered her sword, and a little bit of blood dripped to the ground. In an instant, nearly dozens of soldiers were wounded by her sword, and one step away, she would step out of the camp. When he raised his head again, his eyebrows were like knives, and his heart was like iron. Even if there are thousands of troops and horses blocking outside, she will fight her way out with a horizontal sword!

"Wish! Take care of everything. ”

A few simple words came from behind him, and the words were thousands, containing countless weights. Bing'er's heart warmed, she didn't look back again, just nodded slightly, and then held the sword in one hand and Yuan Zhao in the other, and left calmly.

Gongsun Rongnu's burly body was firmly blocked outside the tent door, standing horizontally. He looked at the cold blade pointing at his throat with a sad face, and finally sighed, took a step back, and got out of the way.

"Let her go...... No one is allowed to block half a point! ”

Li Ling didn't look at the angry eyes of King Yan and King Guangling. He just stared firmly at the back of Fei's horse and submerged into the army, crying silently, his heart like a knife.

The black clouds obscured the nascent glow. From this moment on, the 100,000 army all bowed their heads, the long wind was mighty, and the mountains and rivers were whimpering. Directly to Chang'an, I don't know when.

When the night gets darker, the mountains in the distance undulate like lurking monsters. Bing'er finally drank the small jar of wine and retracted all her messy thoughts. She added a little more to the fire, and with the steaming heat in the hot spring, there was no chill at all in the shallow hole.

The snowflakes falling in the dark sky melted quickly. Lowering her head, looking at the familiar face of the man pillowed on her lap, she didn't know why, her heart suddenly quieted down. If all the blood and killing in her short life was just for this moment, then she felt that she no longer had any regrets.

"Brother Zhao, the promise you gave me has never been fulfilled. Then I'll have to do it myself...... There is this worldly fairyland made in heaven, and it can be regarded as the heavens treating us well. You see, these red fires are our red candles. These two big red velvet flowers were made by Bing'er herself...... And that glass of wine, Bing'er has already drunk it for you...... Brother Zhao, do you like it? ”

Her voice was low, never gentle, as if she was afraid of waking up

The sleeping man. If the past is cold, she will embrace the residual warmth and fall asleep, which is already her greatest satisfaction.

The three-foot green blade was stuck in the rocks, and it was covered with snowflakes. The rivers and lakes and battlefields of the past will soon be buried. Thinking about this time, the Han Empire, the hometown of Chang'an, should already be the time when thousands of families are flying snow. This willful woman, in this unknown desperate situation, just insisted on going her own way, disobeying the sky, and finally arranged this poignant love affair for her and her loved ones.

I don't know how long it has been since I whispered, maybe everything that should have been said has been said. Bing'er stood up, pulled out the long sword, and dug two shallow mounds. When I wanted to carve a few words on the rock, I thought about it and gave up. Perhaps, the two of them are quietly buried in the red dust of this hundred generations, and no one will bother, which is the best destination.

The temperature of the water in the hot spring is just right. She used her sword-holding hand to gently scrub Yuan Zhao's whole body. Then he took off his clothes and went into the spring to wash his body clean, leaving no trace of dirt in this world.

In the firelight, exquisitely clear, her body is incredibly beautiful. If she made such a bold move in front of Yuan Zhao in normal times, Bing'er would definitely be so ashamed that she couldn't help herself. But now, her heart is extremely calm. If only he could open his eyes and see for himself! However, he never had a chance to look at it again.

The woman who walked up to Yuan Zhao again did not put on her clothes. There is no need to worship heaven and earth, and there is no need for those cumbersome rituals. She drank a glass of wine for him, and with the hand of her son, she already regarded herself as his wife from the bottom of her heart.

Bing'er, who was flushed, hugged Yuan Zhao tightly, feeling his heartbeat, and the sound of breathing seemed to be inaudible. When she wanted to say something more, she finally couldn't bear the great sadness anymore, and tears burst out of her eyes like pearls. Drop by drop fell on the smooth skin of his chest, and then slid down like crystal, wetting his eyebrows and face.

After all, their meeting was missed or providence, and time was in a hurry, which disappointed her deep affection. In her short life, she has only loved him alone. If he is destined to be separated, she is willing to take the first step and suffer the pain of eternal sleep for him. This is also the last thing she can do for him.

"Calling my brother...... Bing'er went first, opened the way with this sword, and killed all the demons and monsters on the Huangquan Road...... At the bridge, waiting for my brother to come safely! ”

The sorrow that is like crying, she no longer hides it in the slightest. The Red Fire Sword was piercing, and she closed her eyes and gently reversed the hilt. On the delicate skin that can be broken by blowing, the flowers that bloom will surely be the most beautiful and incoherent one in the world!

Those blood-filled memories are like the awakening of piercing light, if this is fate, then in the name of the sword, transcend the soul.