137 The Love of the Three Worlds

…… The story ended, Xiao Lingran came back to his senses in a trance, looked at the Hades King Ruoxuan next to him, and the first sentence was:

"Why is this Ling'er exactly like me?"

Hades flipped through the memories of this first life and said, "Because she'...... Forget it, you can read on. ”

Before Xiao Lingran could speak, Hades King Ruoxuan turned the next page.

As soon as I entered, I heard a nursery rhyme, which was long and echoed in my ears......

"The city gate is long, the city gate is wide, the city gate is safe, and there is a general named He Nanchuan who lives......"

"General, general?"

On the desk of the battalion commander, a person was sleeping paralyzed, the armor on his body had not been removed, and the candlelight illuminated his armor, exuding a faint ghostly light, and the beautiful figure of the man could be seen through the tent, like a paper cut.

It was a man next to him, presumably a servant here, who was hurrying to wake up the general who was sleeping on the table. There was already a war outside, but the general had been drunk before, and slept at this table unconscious, but the servant was scared to death, and if he didn't wake up, he would be in chaos.

It turned out that this general was the person in the nursery rhyme just now - He Nanchuan, who came here this time in order to fight against the Huns, just after standing firm yesterday, fortunately, he even put on a banquet to cheer up and comfort the soldiers, but this drink could not be stopped, until noon today, he was drunk and fell asleep here. Who would have thought that after the Huns suffered a defeat, they immediately made a new decision, and came to attack He Nanchuan's military camp that night, and the other soldiers were left drunk and defenseless at all.

No, the Huns have all hit the door, General He Nanchuan is still sleeping, can this servant not be in a hurry. But then again, this can be regarded as affectionate and righteous, and he didn't leave He Nanchuan and ran alone, but now that the crisis is at hand, the general is like a log, and he can't wake up.

"Here...... Let's take a look around first......" There was movement outside the door.

The servant was even more anxious, pulling and pulling, "Oh my general, I beg you, you wake up quickly, the knife is going to be on your neck......"

As soon as the words fell, the general suddenly got up and covered the manservant's mouth, "Shhh......h

"So you're not drunk, so hurry up, the Huns have already hit our door......" said the manservant, already taking the package.

But He Nanchuan didn't move, and said, "You go first, I'll stay here." ”

The manservant was very frightened and said, "You can't die here, otherwise how can I explain to my wife......"

Time is running out, the Huns outside will soon enter the general's tent, He Nanchuan has his own plan, but now he has no chance to explain to him one by one, so he has to knock out the manservant and drag it aside.

After a while, the Huns broke into the door, but the scene that caught their eyes made them not know whether to be happy or suspicious, only to see He Nanchuan still sleeping on the table as before, unmoved. This scene blinded them, and one of the attendants asked:

"Why is this guy here, could it be that he is drunk and sleeping?"

The tallest Hun in the middle looked at it, there was indeed a strong smell of wine in the air, seeing He Nanchuan like this, he was indeed asleep, but he still didn't dare to act rashly, and after slowly approaching, he let the rest of the people work together to tie him up.

"Catch it back first, Shan Yu said that ......he wants to live," said the tall Hun Xiongnu, so He Nanchuan was taken by them to the camp of the Xiongnu chief.

The camp tent of the Xiongnu and the camp of He Nanchuan are completely two styles, in addition to hanging armor and swords everywhere, there are also a lot of animals, elk antlers, bear paws or something, which is a little scary.

He Nanchuan didn't move, he was tied to a wooden chair by them and handed over to their leader.

Shan Yu was sitting on the seat drinking, but his eyes never left He Nanchuan.

"You say ......" Shan Yu opened his mouth at this time, and the others also looked at one place in unison.

"After so many battles, I know He Nanchuan very well, he has always been rigorous and cautious in his work, why did he ...... this time?"

After drinking for a day, he was now tied up and captured like a dead corpse.

The tall Hun before saluted respectfully, and then said: "He Nanchuan has always been rigorous, but after winning the battle, it is not impossible to underestimate the enemy." ”

"I always felt like he was playing some tricks." Shan Yu took a sip and said.

At this time, a woman came out from behind the tent, holding a pipa in her arms, to something exotic......

"Look at what you said~" The sweet voice was cast, and the eyes of the other men changed.

"No matter how rigorous He Nanchuan is, there are times when he makes mistakes. Fighting in Changsha, that nerve has to be tense all the time......"

The woman walked towards Shan Yu as she spoke, sat on Shan Yu's lap with her buttocks, and said:

"They took the top points in this battle, so they thought they had won, naturally, the tense nerves relaxed, this is not~"

After the woman finished speaking, she glanced in the direction of He Nanchuan and chuckled: "But this little appearance is handsome, it's a pity~"

"And what do you think?" Shan Yuxiao looked at the woman and said.

The woman smacked her lips, "People are inherently dead, but it's a pity to let him die like this." He's also rich and talented, and if he can be used for you, wouldn't it be ...... Icing on the cake? ”

"What do you mean...... Let me not kill him for a while? ”

At this time, Shan Yu stared at the woman in his arms with a pair of dark eyes, and after a long time, he put away his burning gaze and continued to drink.

And the woman in her arms was so frightened that her body stiffened, and it took her better to come to her senses.

"I heard that you are good at singing, but I haven't heard of you since you came with me, so it's better to take advantage of this good night and have you sing for us to celebrate." Shan Yu said, letting go of the woman's hand hooking his neck.

The woman chuckled, sat down in the center with the lute in her arms, and began to play, singing as she played.

Shan Yu and other high-ranking Huns sat aside, eating meat and drinking, listening to beautiful songs and feeling uncomfortable, surrounded by sleepiness but no one cared, just a slightly drunk state......

"Boom!"

"Knock ......"

In the graceful singing and pipa sound, one by one strong men fell on the table one after another, and only two people were awake at this time.

"It seems that drinking and making mistakes is really good." In the quiet tent, a cold voice sounded, He Nanchuan rubbed his hand that was bleeding from the rope and said.

"No matter how arrogant you are, it's not like you're falling under my pomegranate skirt, man...... Scold. The woman wiped her lute and mocked.