Ma Lan stood in the tent, silent.

Why do you have to kill her? Is this wrong?

Hun Ying can not die, why do you have to die?

I can not die, why do I have to die?

She is also a poor woman, why do you have to be so ruthless to her?

Ma Lan was a little puzzled, and suddenly had deep doubts about himself.

More than five years have passed since he came into this world, and are all these things he doing right?

……

Kang Xiaoyu's delicate body trembled, her face was as pale as snow, staring at that knife-like face, and said in a trembling voice: "I don't know what happened, but you must not be my brother Ma Lan." My brother Ma Lan will drive me away at most, but how can he attack me? ”

Ma Luan's heart was in turmoil, and his face was tense and silent.

It is easy to torture the soul of others, but it is the hardest to torture the soul of oneself. When others make mistakes, they must be punished, and when they make mistakes themselves, they only try their best to make amends, and they will never punish themselves in the slightest.

Everyone is like this, and there is no exception, but what makes sense of that?

If it wasn't Kang Xiaoyu who did such things, but a woman who definitely belonged to him, such as Gao Qianqian or Kang Lin'er, would he still treat him so ruthlessly?

He'll just do his best to protect it, because that's his woman. And Kang Xiaoyu in front of him completely belongs to the original Guanzhong man Ma Lan.

This is a double standard and a distinction of treatment. In the final analysis, it is still easy to forgive yourself, but it is difficult to forgive others.

If he hadn't crossed over, the owner of this body wouldn't have changed. Then the original Guanzhong man Ma Lan would never kill Kang Xiaoyu because of such a thing.

It turns out that everything that has been promised to be false is fake. He is a man in two lives, but he is still a layman. Every word of the dying Kang Xiaoyu. They were all whipped on his heart like whips.

Knowing that he was not just, Ma also knew that he could never change this. Double standards for oneself and others are something that no one can avoid.

……

Kang Xiaoyu didn't know what kind of weapon it was, but felt extremely painful pain in his back. There was no affection in her eyes, only incomparable anger.

She didn't know what was going on, but it wasn't her pony brother. Thinking of the gentle and delicate times when she walked together along the way, she only felt chills all over her body and extremely nauseous.

She belongs only to him. belongs to the ranger Guanzhong boy in Chang'an City. But he was never him, and he was never her pony brother.

How could she snuggle up in such a guy's arms, how could she talk so much love to him!

At this time, she regretted it extremely in her heart.

Why give up your dignity, travel thousands of miles from Chang'an to the river, and give yourself to this irrelevant guy.

However, it was too late to regret that she was going to die at the hands of such an inexplicable guy.

Biting his pale lips hard, Kang Xiaoyu silently turned around, walked to the side of the mount, and gritted his teeth to climb up.

Glancing back at the man inside the tent. Her eyes were extremely cold.

Even if it is death, it must die far away. The farther away from this disgusting guy the better.

The pain in her back was even more intense, there was a slightly sweet taste in her mouth, and a trace of blood came out, which she swallowed back with all her might.

She could no longer sit up straight on the horse's back, she could only hold the saddle with her hands, the spurs on the horse's belly a little harder, the horse neighed, and suddenly jumped out.

The blood sprawled dramatically on her back, covering almost half of her back, and her cotton skirt was covered with blood, and she was curled up in a ball on horseback, unable to straighten up. Ma Lan looked at her distant back, and was a little confused for a while.

He didn't regret making a move on her. The revenge of the robe can not be avenged.

However, what she said before leaving hurt him deeply.

And these words also made him understand himself more clearly.

No one can be a saint, no one can be without mistakes. He was just a layman, not a saint.

……

After the war, the banks of the Xian'e River were extremely noisy, and the muffled gunfire in the tent did not attract people's attention. A few pro-soldiers saw the blood on Kang Xiaoyu's back, and hurriedly ran over to Ma Lan's side, seeing Ma Lan's gloomy face, they wanted to ask but didn't dare to speak.

Ma Lan waved his hand, signaled the soldiers to disperse, and slowly walked out of the big tent to the bank of the Xian'e River.

Squinting ahead, the man and the horse galloped along the river bank at high speed, and it had become a small dot, almost out of sight.

The Desert Eagle's trajectory is not absolutely stable, so the lead bullet did not pierce the heart, but through the lobes of the lungs. However, the caliber of the lead bullet is extremely large, and such an injury is already fatal, and Kang Xiaoyu has been able to survive until now because of her strong physical fitness.

At such a distance, the desert eagle built by Master Li Xiu was enough to pierce through the Mingguang armor, and Kang Xiaoyu would not be able to escape death after all. He still retains the memory of the original Guanzhong man Ma Lan, so he can still understand her thoughts. She left not for her life, but for dignity.

She has always been proud, and she is now. She had learned that he wasn't her pony brother, so she didn't want to die in front of his eyes.

Exhaling lightly, Ma Lan said sorry to Ma Lan again in his heart, and put this matter behind him for the time being.

What Kang Xiaoyu said also made sense, but since he had promised to let Hun Yang go, it was impossible for him to break his promise. As for the blood debt of the Beiting Army, it will fall on the initiator Li Longji, the son of heaven of the Tang Dynasty.

And the blood debt of Yankangfang is to be placed on the head of the Persian Temple. Kang Xiaoyu lost his life because of this incident, how could the Persian Temple not pay the price.

How to deal with the Persian temple, and at the same time avoid chaos in the world and avoid the bloodshed of the Han people, this is the problem he is currently facing.

"Brother Ma Lan!"

A coquettish cry sounded, Gao Qianqian held a few swarthy gems in her hands, and rode back with a smile. These gems must be those who fought against her, after all, she is the daughter of the former Anxi general Gao Xianzhi, and the wife of the current Anxi general Ma Lan. The killers got something nice. will look for her to offer treasures.

Most of the gems of the Hui people were looted when they went to the border to fight the grass valley. There are few treasures, but there are exceptions, looking at Gao Qianqian's happy appearance, you know that she must have gotten something good.

When she arrived at Ma Lan's side, Gao Qianqian grabbed her mount and jumped off the horse, put a few gems in front of Ma Lan to show off, and felt a little surprised when she saw Ma Lan's brows tightly locked. Suddenly realized that something was missing from Ma Lan's side, and wondered: "Brother Ma Lan, where is that woman?" ”

In her eyes, this woman is always by her side with her eldest brother Ma Lan. Brother Ma Lan looked at the woman's gaze, and every time she saw it, she was extremely jealous. She also didn't want to stay around these two people all the time to be bored, so she followed the soldiers to clean up the battlefield.

"Gone." Ma Lan said softly.

"Gone?" Gao Qianqian was surprised, "Where did you go?" How can you be willing to let her go? Don't you can't live without her for a moment? ”

Ma Lan smiled bitterly: "I'm really gone, and I'll never come back." ”

A smile suddenly appeared on Gao Qianqian's face, she blinked her eyes and stuck out her tongue, and said with a smile: "That's good." She's so good-looking, I don't like her at all. Brother Ma Lan. This woman follows you every day, and you don't even look at me anymore! ”

"Why!"

"That's what it was!" Gao Qianqian snorted and wrinkled her little nose, but the smile on her face became thicker and thicker.

It's the first time she's seen such a stunning woman. She waited for Ma Lan in Tingzhou, and prepared several beautiful little girls for Ma Lan, but Ma Lan didn't touch any of them when she arrived in Tingzhou, which surprised Gao Qianqian. Later, she followed all the way to Mobei, and she understood what was going on. Compared with this woman, those little girls are indeed incomparable, that is, herself, she has always been proud of her appearance, and she also has a sense of shame in the face of this woman.

The woman was like the bright moon in the sky, and her smile and smile were extremely moving, bright and beautiful. Although she was younger than that woman, she didn't have the slightest confidence when she stood in front of that woman, and Brother Ma Lan's gaze also said it all.

As the eldest woman of the Ma family, she must not be jealous, this is Gao Qianqian's requirement for herself. However, she is a girl after all, and such a thing is inevitably upset. Now that the stunning woman was gone, she was naturally extremely happy.

Putting a small flower in her hand on Ma Lan's head, Gao Qianqian laughed narrowly. Ma Lan looked at this cute girl and reached out to grab her little hand.

Someone else's dies, and this girl he is ready to spend his life with is what he should really cherish.

Although she is also related to the original Guanzhong man Ma Lan, after all, she is completely different from Kang Xiaoyu. Guanzhong man Ma Lu only has Kang Xiaoyu in his eyes, and other women are just temporary waves, but falling in love with Gao Qianqian is his own true emotion.

As a human being in two lives, he originally thought that his heart was like a stone, but this girl made his heart melt and feel warm.

……

The army set up camp on the banks of the Xian'e River, waiting for the Hangas tribe to throw themselves into the net. In the afternoon of the second day, Michelle rushed back.

"General."

"Something's wrong, I need the information you got last time you went to Chang'an City. You should have told me earlier. Ma Lan waved his hand to signal Michelle to sit down and asked.

Michelle hesitated for a moment and said softly, "I should have told you earlier, but—General, I don't want you to be upset." ”

"She's from the Persian Temple, I already know it." Ma Lan said softly.

Michelle trembled and raised her head to look at Ma Lu.

Ma Lan exhaled softly: "You know that she is from the Persian Temple, but she refuses to tell me, why?" ”

"General, I don't think she has any ill will towards you, and I can understand the way you look at her. You like her so much, I don't want you to know that the bad things are in the past. ”

"Indeed, it's all in the past. Now that she's gone, I'm in dire need of your intelligence, we're in for a big deal. Don't hide it for her, tell me everything you know. ”

She ...... Left? How can you give up? The Xinghu woman was slightly stunned.

Ma Luan's heart trembled slightly, and he said with a straight face: "Say it, talk about it in detail, I want to know everything." (To be continued......)