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"Second brother, let me ask you, where are you going?"

Jinghua wears a black helmet, like all iron cavalry soldiers, wearing a black armor.

On the smooth surface of the black armor, the fire is inverted.

He just held the torch and walked towards Feng Yao step by step.

This is to force Feng Yao to compromise.

forced Fengyao to admit his mistake.

He just needs Feng Yao to admit his mistake.

Although there was only Jinghua alone, it was enough to make Feng Yao panic.

Feng Yao has been guarding in the forest for a long time, his clothes are more or less muddy, his face is a little dirty, and his ink hair is a little messy.

Feng Yao only tugged at the corners of his mouth, laughed very hard, and arched his hand, "General Jingxiao, fortunately." ”

This is the second brother who does not accept Jinghua.

As Feng Yao expected, Jinghua stopped.

"General Feng, fortunately."

Jinghua also gave up, and the firelight really shone on Jinghua gently, but Feng Yao knew that this was just an illusion.

Wearing this mask called gentleness, Jinghua often hides a murderous heart underneath.

The blood in Jinghua's eyes concealed his hatred, "General Feng came here with so many people, it wouldn't be here to find the last general to drink." ”

Feng Yao hadn't figured out how to answer yet.

Behind him there was the sound of horses' hooves.

Then there was the sound of fighting.

And behind Jinghua, there was no movement, only the fire in his hand, which jumped slightly.

It's been a long, long battle, but no one can come to their side.

Feng Yao didn't look back from beginning to end, just looking at Jinghua like this.

Lost.

If you lose, you lose.

It's just 20,000 lives, and it's just 20,000 people who will die sooner or later.

"General Wind! Hurry up ......"

There was a person who seemed to see Feng Yao and wanted to rush over, but stopped before the words fell.

When Feng Yao turned around, what he saw was the blood of the man being pierced through the abdomen by several spears.

He turned his face away and didn't look again.

Until the sound of the fight faded and stopped.

Jinghua opened his mouth, "Jingyao, I'll give you another chance." ”

The voice was deep. It sinks to the bottom of the lake like a winter day, and it is completely cold.

"Jinghua, now that we are each our own master, even if we die, I will die here with them.

You don't understand ......"

Feng Yao's expression was a little moved.

It's his fault.

But since he was wrong, there was no way back for him.

Jinghua didn't smile this time, he got closer to see the mockery in his eyes, "I don't understand?" I don't understand, but when did you understand? ”

"Master didn't blame you."

"Senior sister has never blamed you."

"Even if you go to Songbei, even if you are working hard for others now."

……

And Lin Qingfu, who was in Jingzhao, didn't know that the 20,000 guards he didn't want had all died.

At this moment he leaned into the spacious carriage and twisted a piece of sugar cake in excellent condition and sent it to his mouth.

The sugar cake melts in your mouth and has an endless aftertaste.

But Lin Qingfu always felt that there was something less than before, and he was thinking about what the shortcomings were, but he suddenly smiled, sure enough, there was no dessert after the five-color cake, which was true.

There is no taste he wants, even if this is Lin Qingfu's favorite cake, he will no longer eat it.

Le Xiao saw that Lin Qingfu couldn't eat, so he poured tea and handed it to Lin Qingfu.

Lin Qing helped him to rinse his mouth, and the sweetness left in his mouth was diluted a lot by the strong tea, slightly bitter, but not tired.

Approaching the checkpoint, the carriage is slow, and the Jingzhao official road repair is smooth and smooth, and the carriage is not shaking.

It was also the winter wind that rolled up the curtains, and the cold air rushed into the carriage, so that the people inside noticed that the carriage was still moving.

"Wine."

Lin Qingfu's extravagant outfit didn't wear it even when Song Bei was wearing a straw bag.

Because it's too gorgeous, it's a bit eye-catching.

At this moment, Lin Qingfu's voice fell, and the aura that could no longer be found from Lin Qingfu appeared again.

He didn't drink alcohol, but he was faintly drunk.

Le Xiao regained some of the feeling of staying by Lin Qingfu's side before, although he knew that this was an illusion, his stiff back was still relaxed.

After all, these days, Lin Qing's support has had a bit of a big impact on him.