Ma Xuan frowned and said, "Didn't they want to borrow Li Heng's hand to kill me?" ”

Kang Xiaoyu's little face showed a look of surprise, and he shook his head and said, "Brother Pony, why do you think so?" They just want to force you to rebel, how can they want to kill you? You are their only hope now, they just want you to rebel and become the emperor, they just want you to make Zoroastrianism the state religion, how can they want to kill you? ”

"Brother Pony, with your temperament, you naturally refuse to rebel, and the Persian Temple will think of this method to force you to rebel. They don't want Li Heng to kill you, but they want Li Heng to force you to rebel. Your subordinates are too powerful, where is the Northern Ya Forbidden Army in Li Heng's hands your opponent. As long as you are forced to rebel, their purpose has been achieved. ”

"They chose An Lushan as their target because An Lushan originally believed in fire and was an ambitious person. And they chose you because you have the power in their hands, and when you ascend to the throne of God, you have to act according to their wishes, abandon Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism, and take Zoroastrianism as the state religion. ”

"Handle?" Ma Ling frowned, "I don't think I have any handle in the hands of the Persian Temple. ”

"I don't know what the shamans are talking about, I just know that what they say must be true." Kang Xiaoyu stared at Ma Lan and whispered, "Brother Pony, the Persian Temple is not easy to deal with, they are so sure, there must be their reasons." How to deal with them, you must think about it. ”

Ma Lan looked at Kang Xiaoyu with a concerned look, sighed in his heart, and nodded silently.

He's just a guest after a thousand years, not her pony brother, so affectionate. It is not for him to take it.

But the secret is too appalling. He can only hide it in his heart. You can't say it to anyone.

"Brother Pony, that's it. I don't need to talk about other details, the Xinghu agent who likes you will tell you. ”

Ma Lan nodded lightly and did not speak.

"Brother Pony, after all, Xiaoyu can't stand you. I almost killed you, how can I stay by your side. The light rain is gone, you should be careful yourself. Kang Xiaoyu said sadly, turned his head and walked out.

Her steps were extremely slow. His shoulders shook sharply, and tears finally flowed.

She is a woman after all, and no matter how strong she looks on weekdays, it is just an appearance.

This man is the only man she has ever liked in her life, he is her life, her everything.

She only has him in her eyes, and no other man has ever looked at him. And at this time, she could not continue to stay by his side.

A woman who had personally shot the eight-bull crossbow arrow at him had the right to stay by his side?

Step by step, he moved out of the tent, and there was a deathly silence behind him. No sound came out. Kang Xiaoyu bit her red lips tightly, and her heart was even more desolate.

The bottom of her heart. There was still a glimmer of hope that if he could run over and hug her and tell him that he didn't care what she had done to him, and that he wanted her to stay around, then she wouldn't leave.

But he didn't, just watched her leave.

At this moment, her steps seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and every step was extremely difficult.

Happiness once thought it was in the palm of its hand, but it slipped away so easily.

Although she had expected it, when everything really happened, her heart still hurt so much.

This is not Chang'an City more than ten years ago, this is just the cold Mobei grassland. Brother Pony back then, Kang Xiaoyu back then, are no longer there.

He wouldn't forgive her, so she had no choice but to leave.

……

Ma Luan's face was slightly cold, and he watched Kang Xiaoyu slowly walk out of the tent.

It's a sentimental story, but he's not the main character.

From today on, he is just himself, not the man in Guanzhong back then.

The wildness of white-bladed murder in Chang'an City, the sweetness of Chang'an City more than ten years ago snuggled intimately by the Baqiao, Brother Pony and Kang Xiaoyu...... All the past was still in his memory, but his heart was extremely calm.

That's the story of Ma Lan, a man in Guanzhong, not his.

For him, the most important point is the thirteen Anxi men who died in vain in Yankangfang.

Let him thoroughly understand who he is, the blood of these brothers.

He's always been an extreme short-term person, and always has been.

Every robe in the Anxi army was a brother to him. He didn't care about the death of 10,000 barbarians, and he was extremely uncomfortable with the death of a Han family. What's more, these thirteen are not ordinary Han family sons, but his brothers.

In her words, she only regretted trying to kill him in the first place, but she did not have the slightest apology for those Anxi boys who died in vain. In her opinion, this is perhaps the most trivial thing. For him, however, it was a different story.

For him, the lives of each of them are extremely precious, and their blood should only be left on the battlefield of life and death against foreign races, not under the dark arrow.

Kang Xiaoyu walked extremely slowly, but he gradually approached the limit of the range of the flintlock pistol. Her shoulders were still twitching, and she looked extremely pitiful.

Ma Lan held the flintlock pistol calmly, squinted at the woman outside the big tent, a trace of pain appeared in his eyes, and said sorry to the man in Guanzhong in his heart.

"Bang!"

After a muffled sound, a faint smoke of gunpowder dissipated from the muzzle.

The beautiful woman's delicate body shook slightly, turned back in pain, and looked at Ma Lan in surprise.

"Brother Pony, you-"

Her eyebrows are tightly twisted together, still touching and beautiful, suffocating and making people tremble. A dark blood flower slowly bloomed on her back, gradually wetting the white cotton skirt.

Ma Lan felt that his soul was about to be torn apart, and he put the Desert Eagle into his arms with a stiff face, and said softly, "I'm sorry, I can only do this. ”

"Why? Why are you killing me? The stunning woman said in a trembling voice.

"Not because you're going to kill me, but because of my thirteen brothers. They died because of you, and I have to give them an account, and that's the only thing I can do for them. Ma Luan stiffened his face. Explained softly.

"Because of those thirteen Anxi soldiers? Pony brother. Because of them. You're going to kill me? Are you confused? Kang Xiaoyu's heart was cold, his stunning face was full of disbelief, and he said in a trembling voice.

"To you, they are just vulgar Anxi soldiers, but in my eyes, they are brothers of life and death who came back from the slaughter of Sa Mojian with me. It seems to me that everyone's life is the same, and no one is more noble than the other. You killed them, and I have to avenge them. Everyone in the Persian Temple, I will ask them to bury my thirteen brothers. ”

"Huh!" Kang Xiaoyu turned around. Looking at the tall man in the tent, he shook his head painfully.

The tenderness in her eyes gradually dissipated, her heart sank to the bottom, looking at the man who was as tall as a gun, there was no trace of affection in her eyes.

It must not be her pony brother who will do this.

She didn't know what was going on, but she knew it wasn't her pony brother. Her pony brother would never do anything to Sister Xiaoyu, never.

Her gaze gradually became cold, and there was too much unwillingness in her eyes.

Why didn't she notice the difference for so long? Why would she tolerate another man. Hold her tenderly in your arms?

She stared at him deadly, and the affection in her eyes turned into resentment.

Ma Lan clearly felt this. The body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

The memory of the Guanzhong man Ma Lan still remained in his mind, and the tacit understanding that should have existed still existed, so he understood it instantly, and it turned out that she had already understood.

She already knew that he was not the original Ma Lan, and she had already decided this, and she was convinced of this.

In her eyes, he is no longer her pony brother, but a despicable liar.

After her little brother left Chang'an City, he never went back.

Kang Xiaoyu's face was snow-white, tears disappeared in his clear eyes, and he stared at Ma Lan with a disgusted expression and said, "Brother Pony-if I call you like this again, I'm about to throw up." You mean liar, disgusting fellow! You say that everyone's life is the same, is that true? Xiaoyu did something wrong, do you think Xiaoyu should be damned, but haven't you done anything wrong yourself? ”

"I think I have a clear conscience and I don't know what I've done wrong." Ma Lu resisted the urge to go up and hold her, and said with a straight face.

Kang Xiaoyu sneered: "Your thirteen brothers are dead, so you don't let me go, you want to kill me to avenge them." But you led your troops to the Yang Mansion and killed so many of them, why didn't they die unjustly? If everyone's lives are the same, shouldn't you kill yourself and pay them for it? ”

Ma Luan's face was stunned and he couldn't speak.

"If I kill only thirteen of your brothers, you will kill me. That Tiele man killed nearly 200 people just now, and those people were not your brothers, but you let him go. Brother Pony, hehe! The one who killed your brother deserves to die, so shouldn't you kill him too? Kang Xiaoyu's expression was even colder, and he looked directly at Ma Xuandao.

“…… He was commanded by the king, and that was different. Ma Xuan whispered.

"Oh, he was commanded by the king, and I was also driven by men. He had to do it, and why shouldn't I? You let him go, but you didn't let me go, but you wanted to kill me, why? Is it because I am Kang Xiaoyu and the woman who likes you the most? Or is it because you're a liar and you're not my pony brother? ”

Ma Lan looked at the stunning woman with an angry face in front of her, and was speechless.

It is not easy for a saint to do, and absolute fairness and justice are not easy. It turns out that he has always had double standards.

What Kang Xiaoyu said is not unreasonable, if she deserves to die, then Hun Ying also deserves to die. They were all done as a last resort, and they all killed his robe, and it was obvious that Hun Xuan killed more.

Is he so ruthless to her to avenge Paoze, or is it just to completely break off with the one in the past?

He led his troops to break into Yang's Mansion at night and killed so many people, and those people were all sons of the Han family, and they all had no way to die. If she deserves to die, then wouldn't he deserve to die too?

However, Ma Lan knew that he would never commit suicide because of this incident. He attaches great importance to the lives of Han people, but he is not pedantic to this extent.

But since he himself refused to die, what right did he have to kill her?

…… (To be continued......)