It's the northern barbarians.

Ouyang Qingqing was unprecedentedly calm, and she let go of the reins in front of her horse.

"Aren't you afraid?" Luo Licheng turned his face to look at her, "The army is a northern barbarian, and you can't get any benefits as the lord of your own country." ”

"Afraid of what? Their commander is behind me, and if I am pierced through the heart by an arrow, will you not be hurt? She asked rhetorically.

Luo Licheng's face became very beautiful in an instant, and he felt that the hem of his clothes was pulled up by her and tied around his waist.

As long as he moved his body slightly, Ouyang Qingqing would follow his movements.

Seeing that the northern barbarians were gradually approaching, they held their bows and arrows high, and let go of the arrows and attacked Ouyang Qingqing.

Luo Licheng watched coldly, his expression was indifferent: "Do you think I have no choice in this way?" ”

Just when Ouyang Qingqing was puzzled, her back collar was lifted, and a wall of flesh blocked Luo Licheng in front of him.

Arrows rained down.

One arrow after another pierced into Ouyang Qingqing's flesh, piercing through her soft internal organs, dripping with blood.

There was no obvious pain, more of a numbness that spread from the fingertips to the limbs.

"Well, it feels good." Luo Licheng sat behind her, pulling the edge of her big sleeve with both hands, "That feeling of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart." ”

Ouyang Qingqing had already lost consciousness, and in a hazy moment, she heard Luo Licheng's words, and smiled, laughing weakly.

She hated, hated that she didn't have the ability to resist, let the tiger return to the mountain, and let a cancer take root and sprout in her country.

In the harsh wind, Ouyang Qingqing's body became stiff and dry.

She fell, and Luo Licheng never pulled her for half a minute.

The barbarian who was shooting the arrow stopped his movements, turned over and dismounted, and knelt down in a pool of blood: "General Luo, what do you need us to do next?" ”

"Keep attacking, go a little harder." Luo Licheng instructed slowly, raised his foot and lifted Ouyang Qingqing's bones, "Chop off her head and hang it in front of the camp tent for three days." The county lord's head may have aroused a lot of morale. ”

The barbarian was stunned, he never thought that Luo Licheng would tell him like this.

As far as he knew, the county lord was Luo Licheng's wife. What will a person who is so cruel to his wife do to a few outsiders?

Dangerous thoughts linger in the mind.

Luo Licheng squinted, as if he could see the barbarian's thoughts: "The things I promised you will definitely be handled properly." Don't think about things that don't exist, remember that it's easier for me to crush you barbarians than to kill ants. ”

"General Luo's instructions are small and take them to heart." The barbarian lowered his head a few points, but he didn't move, for fear of provoking Luo Licheng.

For the barbarians, Luo Li's achievement is a timed bomb and bomb.

If it is divided in peace, it will be safe, and it can also bring benefits to the barbarian clan. If it explodes, it will be a big blow to the world.

Is it a blessing or a curse to cooperate with someone who is so dangerous?

The next day, Ouyang Qingqing's head was hung high in front of the barbarian's tent.

Ouyang Qingqing's body was separated, and he didn't blink an eye.

The soldiers of their country were furious, and the head of the county lord was hung high, which was undoubtedly a great insult to them.

The news passed back to the capital from the frontier, and when the emperor of the early dynasty heard about this, a mouthful of blood spit out of his mouth, his eyes hanging, and he was half dead.

The panic in Xia Zhixue's heart was finally confirmed, she had been in a daze for several days, Ouyang Huaiyu looked at it and felt pain, but there was no way to persuade her.

"Zhixue, eat something first." Ouyang Huaiyu was holding a bowl of white porridge, he took a small sip, put it to his mouth and blew it gently.

"I'm not hungry yet...... Xia Zhixue pushed his hand away, "You say, how did Qingqing die?" Luo Licheng's words can't be believed. "Girl classmates network

Ouyang Huaiyu was silent.

He put the bowl on the table and took Xia Zhixue's hand: "Don't think about it yet." What Luo Licheng said must not be believed, but what we should think about is, why did he do this? ”

Xia Zhixue was silent.

Luo Licheng's approach is too extreme. If his actions are mishandled, his life is at stake.

For him, his life is above all else, it is not a special circumstance, and he will never put himself in danger.

Xia Zhixue opened her mouth to guess: "Could it be...... What did he find? ”

"It may be that Ouyang Qingqing is investigating him." Ouyang Huaiyu took a deep breath, "If it weren't for this, Luo Licheng wouldn't be so flustered. ”

The death of Ouyang Qingqing was very important, and the emperor ordered Luo Licheng to be sent back to Beijing, sealed the position of protector general, and rewarded countless gold and silver.

Luo Licheng heard the emperor's decree from far away on the frontier, and held the wine cup in his hand: "The emperor is really relieved to me." ”

"The master is so dedicated, if the emperor is not at ease, something will go wrong." Liu Yu followed.

The hand holding the cup tightened, and then relaxed.

"Push me to set an example......"

casually picked up the sword beside him and stabbed it into his abdomen mercilessly.

Blood trickled from the wound and stained his white undershirt.

"Call a military doctor, and say that my wound has opened here due to excessive worry, and I need to be bandaged again."

Liu Yu understood what he meant and put on a anxious posture.

The accompanying military doctor followed him into the tent in a hurry, only to see Luo Licheng lying on the ground alone, his hair scattered.

Fingers curled up in pain, trying to grasp something, but in the end, nothing but air was in the palm of the hand.

Luo Licheng began to mumble: "Wound...... The wound has been ruptured......"

Liu Yu looked at it, and his brows wrinkled instantly: "Why don't you go and show the general, if you really have some three long and two short, you won't be able to explain to the emperor if you cut off your head." ”

The medic's hands trembled.

He untied Luo Licheng's coat and carefully opened his underwear, and what he saw was a blur of flesh and blood.

The heart hangs on the tip of the cliff, swaying violently.

If the big red man in front of the emperor died in his own hands, how could he explain it? This is a serious crime, and it is a great sin of the nine clans.

The military doctor quickened the movements of his hands, and after half an hour, he finally bandaged the deliberately disguised wound on Luo Licheng's body.

Luo Licheng's wound looked terrifying, but after carefully washing away the coagulated blood stains and stripping away some of the festering flesh, a scar on the wound became very clear.

A straight scar, the knife edge is not deep but neat, which shows that the level of the person who uses the knife is really good.

But most of these barbarians use arrows, and the fact that they can cut them out with neat blades is intriguing.

Liu Yu sent the military doctor away and specially stuffed a heavy purse into his hand.

"I know you're a smart man, and there are some things you shouldn't talk about, so keep your mouth shut. Misfortune comes from the mouth, and you should understand it. ”

He deliberately stepped forward and narrowed the distance between him and the military doctor.

"This ...... This little one understands. The military doctor looked sincerely frightened, and the purse in his hand was like a hot potato, and he couldn't hold it well.

He wanted to return it, but Liu Yu took the first step to hold his hand: "Don't be so afraid, keep it a secret, I can't lose you." ”