【Seven Princes】

No one has ever been able to snatch a person from death, but I did.

Although, before I don't know how long it had passed, I was also so anxious, as if I was still wondering if this was a joke played by God on me to pick up the man in the long skirt from the grass, expecting that she would suddenly open the starry eyes that seemed to draw all my eyes to the past as she did every time she deliberately did not answer because she liked to see me anxious.

After holding her for a day and a night, I realized that she would never wake up again.

She's gone from me.

As the national teacher said, she is like a blooming snow lotus, no matter who wants to bring her back, she will be the first to wither, so that person will leave alone in the end.

But I prefer to believe that she is a fairy, but she is tired of the frolic of Hongchen, so she will not say goodbye. I always believed that she would come back to me again, just as she did when we first met. It's like a fairy who has been relegated to the world, quietly appearing in front of me.

The reason why she didn't kill the female assassin was because she had the same eyes as Fu'er.

I could have let her die so calmly, but when she inserted the murder weapon into her chest without hesitation, the veil was scattered, and what appeared in front of me was another person's face.

Fu'er, why did you stay with me again in such an capacity?

When he saw her stay with the young general of Gaul, his eyes touched the familiar figure, which, although veiled, still gave people a sense of intimacy. I wanted to rush over like that, but the distance that was so close seemed to be far away.

She must not be her, she must not be the person she is looking for. I stared at her figure in silence until the soldiers in the formation let out a roar of rage.

I woke up suddenly, the strength of the Gauls was too strong, and their generals had a divine power far beyond ordinary people, and there were only a handful of generals who could compete with them in the Great Zhou. What's more, this time it was the son of their prince, the warrior of Gaul, who was known to everyone in Gaul, 'Isa.

The general with the swallow-jawed leopard eyes was clearly no match for him. After a few moves, the long sword was slashed by the strangely shaped blade. The chilling sword wind could be clearly perceived even by me watching the battle from afar. The well-trained horse was so startled that it could not stand at all, and rushed towards the bright blade, and the general reacted faster, and fell off his horse almost instantly. When I was about to be beheaded from my horse, I missed an arrow and saved his life.

At that time, I heard her scream, even in the noise of the two snare drums, it was still so clear. Her voice cut off my last glimmer of hope. It's still a beautiful voice, but it's not the one I'm used to.

So, I woke up from my dream. I couldn't see her face, but I knew she wasn't the fairy I wanted to wait for.

But what I never expected was that she would dare to stab me in the middle of the night.

The Great Zhou Iron Cavalry is not comparable to the light armor of the Gauls, and the previous melee was a great victory, even if the Gallic Isa was superb, it could not turn the tide. Fighting a war is not something that can be won by brute force in the first place, and if Gaul thinks that they can run rampant in the world if they are ruthless, it is better to teach them a lesson now.

The ambassador who asked for peace talks had already been sent out, I was not a person who liked to kill, after a few quarrels, more than a thousand casualties were always inevitable, but instead of attacking each other here with people who did not want to be enemies, it was better to stop here, so that those who should not have loved to die here in vain could go back alive to accompany his wife and children, whether that Isa was really as brave and abnormal as others saw, but I saw a little hesitation from the knife he slashed at the Great Zhou general.

When did he start to be so soft on his enemies, I couldn't help frowning, this is not a good sign for a general, although I don't want him to be so strong that I can't control it, but I also don't want to see an ally who is constantly broken.

But before the letter returned, the first to arrive was the princess of Gaul, a female assassin who was first-class in both courage and skill.

This is really the greatest irony for those warriors in Gaul, so many brave and warlike men have to rely on a woman who came out to be an assassin, I wonder how those people will feel when they know about this? I suddenly had the idea of toying with her, even if she wasn't the one I wanted to find, her presence would undoubtedly add a lot of weight to my alliance plans, just don't go too far and make the Gallic side look bad.

What's more, I'm really curious about the martial arts of Her Royal Highness. Although he didn't dare to boast that the guards guarding the big tent were all one in ten thousand, they were also one in a hundred elites, how could they be careless enough to let one person break in so quietly?

Before I could think about it, she suddenly forced up with a well-trained figure: "Say, that prince of yours..."

Probably she regarded me as a miscellaneous soldier who stayed here to sort out the case, just now I didn't want to be too ostentatious, so I casually found a set of soldier uniforms and changed into various battalions to check the sentry, fortunately, only two stupid people were kicked in the ass by me, maybe because I was a little tired, so I didn't change it immediately.

I could even hear my own sneer, although she had done a good job as an assassin, but for a general who had been on the battlefield for many years, she was still a little inexperienced, and she did not use incense, but only held a short thorn. She seemed confident in her skills, but she certainly never thought that she was saving face by not taking her down when the curtain was open.

"You're looking for me?" I grabbed the short thorn she was about to stab at my throat, and I was even able to caress her flawless cheek under the veil that had been lifted by the wind.

"I can't guess your name, but I can guess who you are." I laughed in her ear like a street prodigal boy meeting a pretty young lady, except that a short thorn came to a dangerous stop at the tip of the throat of the young lady who could not see the expression at all. "Now, can you tell me your name first?"

My voice had never sounded so good, and even I couldn't help but feel a little proud at that time, no matter what the purpose of the person in my arms was, and who instructed her to assassinate her, she must not have been able to escape.

As if mocking my ignorance and self-confidence, her gaze pierced into my eyes like a sharp sword, and I could even hear her disdainful laughter: "You think you have conquered the kingdom in this way, so you are qualified to sympathize with us?" ”

I was slightly stunned, even though I had seen so many defeated subordinates, no one had ever dared to speak to me like this, so many former fierce generals now stood in front of me respectfully and did not dare to show any disrespect, and she was just an assassin, but when she was captured, she still struggled and was unwilling to lower her small head in half.

"You think you've conquered the kingdom in this way, so you're entitled to have sympathy for us?" But his eyes, which were about to erupt with fire, pierced straight to my heart.

When I came back to my senses again, she had already thrust the short thorn into her chest with incredible force, and it was hard to imagine that she would have so much strength, and I didn't have time to stop her before she fell so softly, softly into my arms.

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【Seven Princes】

I was stunned again, as she tried her best to wipe out her life like a fearless warrior rushing to death, I was stunned again, I almost subconsciously wanted to hold the pale hand, but I was still a step too late. I had to use all my strength, or my best efforts, to digest this fact.

Almost instantly, I understood why she was doing this. She probably thought that I would use her to coerce the prince of 'Isa to obey, what a woman's idea, even if you are in prison, a man who lives on the battlefield will make the most correct judgment in the shortest time, 'Isa is one of the people I admire, he will definitely not leave a soldier to surrender because of a woman, even if that woman is his sister. He should know very well that if he has the strength that I have to worry about, you may still have a chance to live, but if he leaves all this behind and sends him to die, both of them will die in the end.

But I found out that I was wrong, not only wrong, but also so wrong. She hadn't thought about her life at all, and she wouldn't even give me a chance to make such a hypothesis, and just like a rain butterfly with folded wings struggling in the air to exhaust the last bit of strength of her life, she fell miserably.

I was stunned, and I couldn't see a trace of remorse in the bright eyes that looked at me for the last time.

She was like a little bird who wanted to break free from the shackles, struggling hard in the gap where she couldn't even see a glimmer of light, knowing that there was only despair there, but still going so crazy.

Even though my heart was like a rock, I was once again deeply attracted to her. She's so funny, she's so funny that I can't help but be dumbfounded.

As the veil slowly slid down, I couldn't help but hold my breath.

As if I was afraid of waking up the person in my arms, I silently called the name of that person in my heart.

Fu'er, it turns out, it's really you.

It was as if I had returned to that day, as if I had become air, and I could only linger in front of her, watching her drink the cup of poisoned wine without hesitation, and even though she let out a heart-rending cry, she still couldn't stop that pale face.

The person who is now in my arms is so similar to her.

The same pale face, the same sleeping smile, I laughed, and finally I couldn't help but let the tears fall on that face that haunted me, is this really a joke on me?

A low exclamation reached my ears. It's another person's voice.

"How is this..." When I saw the person in my arms, my voice suddenly lowered a little, and the person who came couldn't help frowning, as if he was complaining to me about something, and let out a dissatisfied voice: "It's so badly hurt,"

"What are you talking like a big man! Hurry up and help me," she turned her disgruntled gaze at me.

It's funny that I would silently do what she said, and the mysterious woman known as Murong Yan would always appear in front of me when I needed her the most.

"Hold her hand!" She commanded in a tone that could not be questioned.

"Also, she's lost too much blood, I'm afraid ・・・・・・" Maybe the situation is really not optimistic, there was a rare hint of hesitation in her voice.

I drew my sword and let the sharp blade cut a long wound in my hand.

The blood, along the lines in his palm, instantly dripped on the delicate face of the person in his arms.

"You..." Even if she was called the ghost doctor Murong, she must have been very shaken in her heart.

Before she could say anything more, I leaned down and poured a mouthful of blood into the cold between her lips.