Hua Thirteen didn't say anything about Zhu Xun'er to Feng Feiye, but just watched coldly as Jin Zonghao, who was struggling in pain on the ground, begging for death and unable to survive, slowly died.

But even if Jin Zonghao is dead, many things can never return to their original state, and some things are difficult to complete when they are broken.

The Liaojiang Imperial Court is investigating the cause of Jin Zonghao's death, and Feng Fei is dealing with them at night.

There are some things, even if there is no evidence, but we will vaguely know what the real reason is, but we cannot pursue it. Kim Jong-ho's death was slowly listed as a prisoner of war counterattack, and the sacrifice and the outcome of the battlefield ended.

The war with Liaojiang entered a brief period of truce.

For a long time, Tang Qianshu has been by Zhu Xun'er's side, this originally innocent and cheerful girl, has not said a word for a few days, and that catastrophe made the cardamom girl vicissitudes overnight.

"Senior Brother Tang!"

Li Zhuobao ran over, as if he had something important to report. Although Feng Feiye and Hua Thirteen are now in charge of the overall situation, Li Zhuobao is still more willing to believe in Tang Qianshu.

Tang Qianshu turned around and gave him a quiet gesture.

Li Zhuobao was immediately silenced, he didn't know what happened to Senior Sister Xun'er, but it seemed that he was seriously ill, and he couldn't get up from bed all day long.

Tang Qianshu glanced at Zhu Xun'er, who was asleep on the bed, got up and walked out.

Li Zhuobao asked softly: "Is Xun'er feeling better?" What is the disease? ”

"It's better." Tang Qianshu and Li Zhuobao walked to the end of the corridor, "What are you going to say?" ”

"Senior Brother Thirteen seems to be taking people to Yongqiu, and it seems that he is going to go directly into the city to cut off Shi Hu's head."

Yongqiu City has been occupied by the Nanxiu Army for more than two months, and Shi Hu has been temporarily stationed in Yongqiu after being forced to retreat from Liangzhou. The idea of Hua Thirteen wanting to twist his head directly was indeed a more direct and imperative move as a disciple of the Ninefold Sect.

"Shi Hu's neck is very hard, he still has 20,000 soldiers and horses, and more than 1,000 demon soldiers, directly take his head and hang it."

Li Zhuobao nodded: "I feel so too, that's why I came to discuss with you." Senior brother, after the thirteenth senior brother comes, won't you take us to war? ”

"Is it good for the thirteenth senior brother to take it?"

"It's not bad...... Li Zhuobao twisted for a while, "Actually, I think it's quite good to fight so head-on." ”

Tang Qianshu nodded his head: "Virtue, you just want to kill a few more demon soldiers and improve yourself, right?" ”

Li Zhuobao looked at her and didn't refute, and smiled: "Hehe, I don't like to kill people, but the spiritual power of killing those demon soldiers can be improved quickly, and I will be able to raise my head and stand tall in front of Xin'er when I go back from this battle!" ”

"You're in a hurry to show Xin'er how powerful you are, right?"

"Of course! Of course, men have the capital to show off in front of their own women, Xin'er likes heroes, I want to be a big hero! ”

"Sample ......"

The two of them talked for a while. Tang Qianshu walked back. Seeing Hua Thirteen coming out of Zhu Xun'er's room and stopping, Thirteen asked, "Where is Xun'er?" ”

"She's not in the room?"

Thirteen shook his head.

The two looked at each other, and immediately noticed that something was wrong, and hurriedly looked around.

In the era in which Tang Qianshu lived, most women didn't care much about women's chastity, at least not because they couldn't live without chastity. In this era, women regard chastity as their lives, especially when Zhu Xun'er lives in a family of cultivators, and loyalty to martyrs is their belief.

What's more, being insulted like that brutally is naturally a huge harm to Xun'er, and a psychologically unbearable pressure.

Tang Qianshu and Hua Thirteen ran to the river, and saw Zhu Xun'er in the night walking towards the river step by step. Tang Qianshu ran over quickly, and was pulled by Hua Thirteen.

At this time, Tang Qianshu saw Feng Feiye following behind Zhu Xun'er, and she also stopped.

Tang Qianshu doesn't know what the requirements of men in this era are for women, at least in her era, many men no longer care whether women are virgins or not, and many men prefer experienced women, all kinds of psychology.

Tang Qianshu hoped that Feng Feiye was not the kind of person who was calculating, and hoped that he could pity the traumatized Xun'er, take care of her carefully, and let her fragile come out of the shadows.

Perhaps, the only person who can really get Zhu Xun'er out of the shadow is Feng Feiye.

"Let's go."

Tang Qianshu and Hua Thirteen left.

Feng Feiye grabbed Zhu Xun'er, who was about to throw herself into the river. Zhu Xun'er looked back and saw that it was Feng Feiye, and she was immediately embarrassed and embarrassed, and struggled to break free of his hand and shouted, "You let go of me and let me die...... I don't want to live anymore......"

"Kaoru'er, don't be cranky, it's all over."

"No...... I can't get by, I can't get by! Zhu Xun'er cried bitterly, she was too far away from Fengfeiye, and now she is even more unworthy of liking him like this, "You let go of me, let go of me......"

Both of their clothes were soaked, and Feng Feiye bent down to pick up the fragile Zhu Xun'er ashore. He didn't have much to say, he didn't have anything to say, it's just that he didn't want her to die either. How many people can't survive if they want to, so why would she die for such a thing?

"I'm not clean anymore, I'm not worthy of you...... I don't have the face to see you. ”

Feng Feiye sat on the bank of the river with her in his arms, let her struggle, listen to her hysterical cry, and he stroked her hair. How would she react if she knew that he had allowed all this to be indulged? How much should I hate him?

Seeing her struggling and losing her strength, crying hoarsely, he looked down at her and said, "Kaoru'er, I don't care about this at all, you are still the same ...... in my eyes as before"

It's the same. Although I think she is a little pitiful, it is only pitiful.

"You...... You really don't mind...... I'm not ...... It's not a perfect body......"

"Don't mind, I never mind these ......"

I feel that these have nothing to do with him, maybe in addition to pitying her, I also feel a little guilty.

"You're not even afraid of death, so why can't you survive this strongly? Looking back at the past disaster is just the past, and sometimes the things that are attached to are not so necessary, no one can live in the past, so don't look back......"

Listening to his gentle whispers made Zhu Xun'er collapse again, but this time it seemed that she had found a safe haven, and she could cry out her fear and vulnerability to her heart's content.

This is the cry that Tang Qianshu or Hua Thirteen can't let her cry even if she accompanies her day and night, because the person she cares about the most has always been just Fengfei Night, and he can tolerate her in order to live in peace.

Fireflies dotted among the grass on the riverbank.

A wooden bridge stretches out between the stars and fireflies, and at the end of the wooden bridge is a grass hut where the moonlight and starlight pour down, leaving a faint shadow on the lake.

Thirteen followed Tang Qianshu's side, she didn't speak, he didn't say anything, he was afraid that breaking it would also seem to be a stolen time of peace.

Tang Qianshu walked along the wooden bridge to the grass pavilion in the river, and was startled by the insects and frogs on both sides falling into the water, and the river rippled layer by layer, disturbing the calm star lake.

Frogs chirp and insects chirp, making the field seem more empty and lonely.

Thirteen stood on the bridge and did not dare to approach her rashly. Tang Qianshu stood under the grass shed, looked back at his tall and slender figure, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Brother Thirteen."

Hua Thirteen trembled, and her wrinkled heart suddenly stretched out like ripples on the surface of a lake, gushing out layers of waves. Just one salutation made his heart flutter, and he had to take a deep breath to suppress the urge to rush over and hug her.

How much he was afraid that his eagerness would push her out of the mountains and rivers again, he only answered.

"Hmm." A shiver was discernible in the deep voice of the quiet night.

"Would you mind if it were you?"

She remembered that after seeing Xun'er that day, Thirteen went downstairs and killed Jin Zonghao.

Thirteen understood what she was asking, and he replied earnestly, "If you don't mind, it's a lie, but if you treat someone sincerely, you don't care more about the hurt she has suffered, and nothing else matters." ”

Flower Thirteen......

Hua Yinxun.

Why you?

"Thirteenth brother, do you know a person named Beigong Changli?"