Liu Qin is no longer the defeated general of Mo Yin's subordinates back then, and whether Xia Yu really has the strength of Mo Yin, Ye Fu does not know, his heart is hanging now.

At this time, a group of people rushed forward: "General! ”

Liu Qin fell to the ground, with a scar on the back of his neck, bleeding profusely. In this competition between the two of them, he was too confident and lost after all. The Jin Dynasty fled with their generals.

"Oh, you people who have no conscience don't come to help me." Xia Yu stood up with a wail, covering his arm with one hand, "Look at other people's subordinates, they all carried their generals back and taught a group of white-eyed wolves. ”

They paused, and then trotted over, smiles on their faces. Xia Shu put his hand down.

"General Xia, you are too powerful, you can subdue Liu Qin so easily." Li Wei said with a smile.

Xia Shu saw Liu Qin's little trick, the sword edge was deflected, and it was indeed unstoppable, but he could take advantage of this momentum to take advantage of the situation, and his wrist moved slightly, so that the sword crossed the back of Liu Qin's neck.

"Okay, okay, don't slap my ass, let's go, let's go back to drinking wine and eating meat!" She bent down and picked up her sword.

"Gotcha!" Li Wei's yin and yang were weird, causing everyone to laugh.

Ye Fusheng stood in the distance, watching their departing backs.

Qifold thought for a while: "Lord Wang, what's wrong?" ”

"She's hurt."

"Who? General Xia? ”

Ye Fusheng nodded, Xia Yu could only scratch Liu Qin by blocking Liu Qin's sword with his own arm, and her sword fell because her arm was weak.

Seven folds instantly understood.

In the evening, they lit a bonfire and sat around to drink.

Li Wei stood up and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"Today, we won the first battle and won a complete victory, this Liu Qin will not be able to find us trouble for a while, thanks to our General Xia! I toast her. With that, he poured the wine from the bowl.

Xia Yu also raised the wine glass in his hand and took a sip, meaning it.

"Oh, General Xia, drink more!"

Xia Yu waved his hand: "No, you drink, I breathe." ”

She put down the bowl in her hand and went to sit under a tree in the distance.

Looking at the fire in the distance, I felt uncomfortable.

Ye Fusheng took two wine jugs and walked over to her: "Do you want to drink?" ”

Xia Shu shook his head.

"Taste it."

She took the flask and took a sip. It's tea.

"Don't drink if you're hurt." Ye Fusheng also sat down and poured a sip of tea, "Can you tell me where this sword spike came from?" Ye Fusheng pointed to the sword spike on Xia Yu's waist.

Xia Shu smiled faintly: "Someone else sent it." ”

"Sweetheart?"

Xia Yu nodded: "Sort of, my martial arts were taught by him." ”

Ye Fusheng was stunned in her heart, she has a sweetheart? When did he teach her martial arts? Did he recognize the wrong person? Who is she?

"In the First World War, he didn't come to me."

Mo Yin is her sweetheart! She's not Mo Yin! The reason why she is so similar to Mo Yin is because martial arts are taught by Mo Yin! This thought suddenly germinated in Ye Fusheng's heart.

Ye Fusheng hesitated: "His name is Mo Yin?" ”