Jiao Mengmeng's inherent impression of dealing with Zixuan is that he is a cold blue, his face is like frost, his eyes are full of swords, and he is not close to people. Don't try to find a little warmth in him. Even his heart is cold.

She had never seen what Fu Zixuan looked like when she wore armor, but today, she saw it.

Silver-armored spear, cold-faced Shura.

He threw the pestle there, and his aura was fully opened. Not to mention the retreat of 1,000 enemies, there are always 800. The cold light that shot out of those cold eyes turned into a sharp sword, swinging away all those who stood in its way.

In the past, this big Buddha added a murderous aura to his original majesty, making the enemy retreat and greatly increasing our morale.

Jiao Mengmeng and all the soldiers watched him in the audience and listened to him say some morale-boosting words.

What Fu Zixuan said actually Jiao Mengmeng didn't hear, Jiao Mengmeng was shocked by Fu Zixuan in front of him at that time.

She suddenly understood why someone would send him to his death!

Soon, a deafening shout sounded in Jiao Mengmeng's ears, "Resist foreign enemies and protect my territory!" ”

Jiao Mengmeng was drowned in this shout and became the weakest one.

She saw Fu Zixuan come down from the high platform and walk in front of him on horseback. Behind him, there was a huge procession.

Jiao Mengmeng saw that Fu Zixuan was getting farther and farther away from her, but her steps were stiff in place.

Fu Zixuan didn't let her follow him, and she was abandoned like this! Why? At that time, there were only these three words in Jiao Mengmeng's mind.

She was unwilling, obviously she decided to come to Fu Zixuan, and she should be the one who abandoned her.

Jiao Mengmeng thought like this, and her footsteps moved, and then again. Then it goes from slow to fast.

Fu Zixuan's team had already arrived at the city gate, and the emperor brought Fu Zihao and the ministers to see him off.

Fu Zixuan's arm was injured at the beginning, but at that time, foreign enemies came to attack. The ministers played together and proposed that Fu Zixuan go on the expedition. The emperor didn't think about it, and directly agreed.

But some people know that it is not appropriate to let Fu Zixuan stay in the capital after all. Take advantage of this time to let him go.

Fu Zixuan drank the wine and was about to leave on horseback, when a voice suddenly came from behind everyone.

"Wait a minute!"

This voice was sonorous and powerful, running through the dense crowd until it reached Fu Zixuan's ears.

Fu Zixuan was stunned for a moment, this voice was not unfamiliar to him.

The civil and military officials looked back and saw a pink figure slowly coming from the crowd at the end. Before she could reach her, the bells on her body screeched.

In front of everyone's eyes, Jiao Mengmeng suddenly wanted to find a hole to drill into.

She walked to Fu Zixuan's side, Fu Zixuan sat down and didn't come down immediately, looking at her condescendingly, "What are you doing?" ”

There was no hint of joy in his tone.

Jiao Mengmeng rolled her eyes and gave it to him, what kind of person! "I'm here to say goodbye to you, who knows if this will be the last."

Jiao Mengmeng rushed back to him angrily, and the words he said were all shocking. Is it really good to say this before you go to the battlefield?

Fu Zixuan's eyes narrowed coldly, and his eyes burst out with anger. This woman ......

Jiao Mengmeng's neck shrank, who let Fu Zixuan provoke her first.

"Alright, I'm here to deliver something to you." Jiao Mengmeng had a showdown, who could stand Fu Zixuan's cold eyes.

Jiao Mengmeng took out her cherished amulet from her arms and gave it to him, which was given to her by her mother before she went down the mountain, to keep her safe.

Jiao Mengmeng is now giving it to Fu Zixuan, naturally hoping that he can come back safely.

"This can be safe, and when you come back, you must give it back to me."

Jiao Mengmeng felt that it was not that she was stingy, this was given to him by her mother, and she couldn't give it away.

Fu Zixuan was quite moved in his heart, but because of Jiao Mengmeng's words, his face darkened. But what he finally presented to Jiao Mengmeng was an ice cube face, and he couldn't see joy, anger and sorrow.

Jiao Meng Meng pursed her lips, anyway, her goal has been achieved, no matter how Fu Zixuan feels, she has a clear conscience. "Okay, I'll take it and go first."

She didn't want to see the back of Fu Zixuan's departure, so she decided to leave first.

Fu Zixuan glanced down at the talisman in his hand, it was pink, and there was a pale pink tassel under the talisman. At first glance, it is a woman's house.

Fu Zixuan clenched the talisman tightly, and the ripples in the depths of his eyes darkened. While all the soldiers were waiting, he decisively dismounted.

"Wait a minute!"

Jiao Mengmeng stopped and looked back at him, "What's wrong?" ”

Fu Zixuan calmly walked in front of her, held her hand in front of everyone, and got her on the horse.

The coherent movements made Jiao Mengmeng stunned for a while, until Fu Zixuan stepped over and shouted, "Let's go!" ”

He walked in the front, and the mighty team followed behind, how grand and magnificent he was.

The civil and military officials, including the emperor, were all stunned, Fu Zixuan is now going to put a woman on the battlefield? Everyone felt that Fu Zixuan's brain must have been broken.

Fu Zihao looked at Fu Zixuan, who was walking in the front, and a figure flashed in his eyes. The figure was wanton in his eyes, causing him to panic.

But Fu Zihao didn't say anything, and before the team was far away, he turned around and left.

As for that Jiao Mengmeng, after being picked up by Fu Zixuan, she realized in hindsight, "Fu Zixuan, where are you going to take me?" ”

Fu Zixuan looked ahead, his voice as cold as ice.

"Battlefield."

Jiao Mengmeng was anxious when she heard this, the sword had no eyes on the battlefield, and it would be difficult to save her life if she was not careful. Jiao Mengmeng regrets her life.

"Fu Zixuan, let me go!"

Fu Zixuan was unmoved, hugging her waist with one hand and holding the reins with the other, "Sit tight!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the horse galloped. Jiao Mengmeng flashed, and then leaned against Fu Zixuan's chest and didn't dare to move.