Chapter 358: Prepare for Punishment.

What Ye Huaisleeve said can't be changed, and I don't know if it can't change the Juque Ancient Sword, or if it can't change the fact that Lang Changhong is dead. She didn't see much sadness on her face, and she could even say a pun to Li Xian, so it gave people the feeling that Ye Huaisleeve was nothing different from usual.

But Li Xian knew that she was different today.

Killing Lang Changhong is something Li Xian must do. Putting aside the previous relationship between Alang Changhong and Ye Huaisleeve, and putting aside Alang Changhong's care for Ou Siqingqing over the years, Li Xian must also kill Alang Changhong for one thing. It has nothing to do with women, it has to do with his big, big layout in the future. It's about the Khitan tribe, it's about the Mohui, it's about Chen Wanrong, so Lang Changhong must die.

The size of this layout is beyond imagination.

What's more, Da Lang Changhong also had a past with Ye Huaisleeve. As a selfish man, it is impossible for Li Xian to tolerate Lang Changhong to live. And whether Ye Huaisleeve will be sad or crying, Li Xian knows that he doesn't need to comfort anything. He killed Lang Changhong, and then went back to comfort Ye Huaichong, no matter what, it was a bit hypocritical.

Li Xian knows that he is not a gentleman, and sometimes he is indeed hypocritical and selfish. But in the matter of his own woman, Li Xian will never endure anything.

How long it will take for Ye Huaisleeve to recover, maybe she doesn't know herself. She doesn't cry, she doesn't make trouble, she doesn't grieve, she doesn't cry, she doesn't even change her face, because she knows that crying, sadness, shouting, these vents can't change anything. From the day she followed Li Xian, she actually knew that today's events would inevitably happen. Li Xian is a man who can't tolerate other men in her heart, and while he erases another man in her heart, he will also try his best to erase that man in reality.

Whether it was in the world or in Ye Huaisleeve's heart, Li Xian did not allow this man to exist.

Ye Huaisleeve didn't vent because of her sanity.

Since the day she followed Li Xian, she has been scared, afraid that this day is coming, and she has been convincing herself to be ready for this day. But when this day really came, she still couldn't let go. Although after the long talk with Lang Changhong on the grassland, Ye Huaichong suddenly became enlightened, knowing that she was just a chess piece used by Lang Changhong, but after being used for so many years, how could she be like a water?

Alang Changhong's corpse was carried away by Elifa and others, and he was in a hurry, so anxious that when Ye Huaisleeve wanted to look back, the corpse had disappeared from sight.

Li Xian never explained a word from beginning to end, because he and Ye Huaichong were actually the same type of people. Calm and rational to the extreme, calm and rational to the point of almost demon. Perhaps many people will envy this kind of reason, because reason can make people have no sorrow and no joy. But only the sane people themselves know, and their hearts may be more entangled and uneasy and even terrified.

Ye Huaisleeve handed the ancient sword Juque to Qing Kite, and then told Li Xian in a serious tone: "Juque is one of the most perfect weapons in this world, and it can't be made more perfect. If it is melted, even if it becomes the appearance of a sword, then it is just an ordinary product, and the structure of the sword has changed, and it is impossible to think that it will be as sharp as before. ”

Li Xian actually knew this, and he didn't know what he was trying to convey when he asked that sentence.

The two of them returned to the big tent one after the other, one sitting on the bed and the other sitting on the chair, speechless for a long time.

"Can I cry?"

After sitting for a long time, Ye Huaisleeve looked at Li Xian and asked.

"Cry."

Li Xian smiled and said, "Now even I have a feeling of wanting to cry, let alone you?" ”

Ye Huaisleeve walked to Li Xian's side, sat down on the ground, rested his chin on Li Xian's knee, held Li Xian's leg with both hands, closed his eyes, and wept silently.

Li Xian's hand rubbed Ye Huai's long smooth hair, and he didn't say a word.

The two of them sat like this all night, her eyes swollen and his clothes wet.

When the sun just rose the next day, Ye Huaisleeve slowly got up and smiled apologetically at Li Xian: "You still have to go on the expedition today, I am too willful, you should have a good rest." ”

Li Xian looked at Ye Huaisleeve's eyes, stretched out his hand to hold her chin, and said seriously: "Don't let yourself be suppressed so hard, okay?" You obviously want to cry, cry hoarsely, you want to vent, why do you force yourself to endure so hard? I waited for you all night and you didn't, so I'm a little sad. Because if a woman wants to hide her feelings in front of her husband, then there are only two possibilities. First, in this woman's heart, the status of her husband is not very important. Second, it was his husband who was incompetent and could not afford his wife's venting. ”

"Husband and wife?"

Ye Huaisleeve looked at Li Xian's eyes and repeated, and then the tears fell silently again.

"You're my first woman."

Li Xian said solemnly.

Ye Huaisleeve didn't speak, but suddenly bit Li Xian's arm, biting so hard and so hard. Li Xian frowned slightly, carefully feeling the pain in his arm. Because he knew that at this moment, how much pain was in his arm, how much pain Ye Huaisleeve's heart was. When her lips and teeth left his arm, there was a deep mark on the arm, and there was faint blood oozing out.

Ye Huaisleeve stroked the mark on Li Xian's arm and didn't ask him if it hurt.

"I'm in pain."

She said.

Li Xian nodded, and then said to her seriously: "It can hurt for a few days, but it must not hurt for a lifetime." ”

She bit him, but she said she was in pain.

He knew she was in pain because it really hurt in his arm.

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A: Lang Changhong died, and Li Xian was bitten by Ye Huaisleeve. But the sun still rises as usual, and a new day is not too late. Before the sun could dispel the morning mist, the horns in the camp whined, and then the wolf horsemen loyal to Li Xian began to assemble. The 20,000-strong team of Tilig and Kechaqin had already eaten early, rested for a while, and slowly drove out of the camp in a queue.

In addition to the 20,000 teams of Ti Lige and Ke Chaqin, there were also 2,000 Yanyunzhai elite cavalry led by Cheng Zhijie himself. It's just that it wasn't him who walked at the head of the line, but Elifa, and behind Olifa was a carriage without carriages, carrying a stiff and cold corpse.

Luo Shixin personally led three thousand Youzhou elite horsemen out of the camp and circled to the other side of He Da and Hebu. If the war began, his team would strike a fatal blow in the back of the Khitans.

All the tribes of the steppe people have an irresistible fear of the Turks, in the years when the Turks ruled the steppe, they established an absolute hegemony with iron-blooded killing, if someone shows disrespect for the Turks, then the Turks will send wolf riders to use scimitars to tell the disrespectful people that there is only one end for disrespect.

The wolf cavalry of the whole 20,000-person team, among which Ke Chaqin's men and horses were reintegrated with the remnants of the two 10,000-strong teams of Ashina and Ashina Mengmu. The wolf cavalry team of Tielig is composed of people and horses selected from the tribe of Ashina to the hoof.

These two 10,000 teams are the most successful teams in the process of advancing eastward, and in one victory after another, these two 10,000 teams have been promised by Li Xian, they are no longer slaves, but have resumed their noble wolf rider status. Nothing could be better for a slave. Because of the inherent habits of the steppe people, they were defeated, so they became slaves. And Li Xian, as their master, gave them the right to freedom again.

Perhaps this is a very ridiculous thing in the eyes of the Central Plains people, because the Central Plains Han people emphasize dignity.

It's just that dignity is sometimes expressed in a different way.

As the commander of this war, Cheng Zhijie did not have a trace of worry in his heart.

Because with the combat power of 20,000 wolf riders, dealing with a battered Khitan He Da He is to hit the egg with a stone. Before Elifa went to see the Mohui, He Dahe's current situation had been carefully investigated.

The army stopped three miles away from the Khitan He Dahe camp, and then Elifa rode with two hundred wolves and escorted the carriage to the opposite military formation. The Khitans had been keeping an eye on the movements of Li Xian's camp, and the Khitan scouts hurried back in the morning when the Turkic wolf cavalry assembled. In addition, Lang Changhong did not return overnight, and the heart of the Mohui was already uneasy. In fact, last night, the Mohui had already ordered all the cavalry to assemble, and when the wolf cavalry of the 20,000-strong team drove out of the camp, the Khitan team was already in full array.

It's just that when Mo Hui saw Elifa's gloomy face and saw the corpse of Lang Changhong on the carriage. His heart slammed, and he lost consciousness in an instant with a buzz in his head. And the moment Chen Wanrong saw the corpse of Lang Changhong, which was already cold and hard, her complexion was blue, she screamed and fell down softly.

"Massacre!"

Elifa looked at the Mohui, said only seven words and turned to leave. The two hundred wolves turned and walked away, bringing out a puff of dust and smoke, and the crumbs of earth and grass struck Mohui's face, and he felt as if he had been slapped a few times, and the pain was almost unbearable. Those seven words lingered in his ears, draining all the strength of his whole body.

"Get ready for punishment."

Seven words, like a thunderclap.

PS: That's all there is for today, sorry. Today's noon chapter came out of last night, and I got up at four o'clock in the morning to go to Beijing, and came back at seven o'clock in the afternoon. Actually, I don't even want to post this chapter, maybe because I'm a little tired, my mind is empty, and what I write is not the text I want. In fact, the state has not been very good these days, probably because other things have consumed too much energy and cannot be steady. That's all for these two shifts today, and it's okay tomorrow, I'll try my best to restore the three shifts.

PS again: Unicom's broadband service is really - egg,My home network has been out of the Internet for the fourth day.,The updates of the past few days are written out at home and then uploaded at a friend's house.。 I made countless customer service calls, and yesterday I went to the Unicom business hall, and now there is still no one to repair. Broadband doesn't work, the phone doesn't work, damn it.

Again: Because there are only two shifts, I get half of the full attendance. Five hundred yuan, for me now, the flesh hurts, the heart hurts, and the egg hurts.