As soon as Wei Luo heard that voice, his whole person was like being struck by lightning!

Her lips trembled, staring incredulously at where the voice came from!

She, she seemed to hear Jingling's voice.

But, but, is that him?

Just as she was thinking this, a voice came from behind Wei Luo happily, "Madam, it's Your Majesty!" You're here! ”

Wei Luo's lips trembled continuously, her eyes were astringent, and the tears almost welled up. However, she tried to keep her eyes open and forced the tears back.

Then, the Jin swordsmen standing behind Wei Luo shouted in a low voice, "The prince is here!" "It's the prince, the prince is here!"

"Duh, look at how the Chu people face the prince!"

The sound of discussions, drum noise, and noise, Wei Luo couldn't hear it clearly.

She just held her head high and stared at the smoke and dust. She was always worried that her ears were closed and her eyes were dazzled, but the joyful shouts of the swordsmen of the Jin Kingdom behind her woke her up in time, he was really here!

Thousands of Chu people also turned their heads in astonishment, and looked at the smoke-filled place for a moment.

At the end of the official road, at the bend of the mountain forest, puffs of smoke and dust rose into the sky, blocking everyone's sight.

Gradually, the smoke and dust got closer and closer, closer and closer!

In the rumbling sound of horses' hooves, the figure in black clothes and black robes like steel waves became clearer and clearer!

A Chu man stood on horseback and looked up at the puff of smoke and dust. Looking at it, his face changed slightly: There are at least two or three hundred Jin people who came, and the people and horses are extraordinary!

He turned his head and looked at Wei Luo, who was stunned on the city wall, and after staring at it for a few times, he gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and shouted: "Avoid!" ”

"General! Or you can attack it! ”

The general swished back, glared at the warrior who spoke, and said angrily: "The Marquis of Jin has arrived, how can there be an ordinary horseman by his side?" Besides, we are at a loss, we stay here, invincible, avoid and do not avoid, let the world laugh?

The unwilling Chu people were silent.

The general's right hand swiped from left to right.

With his movements, the flag of the Chu people was also drawn from left to right.

The Chu people moved.

They were slowly backing away.

They retreated very slowly and neatly, and after a while, they vacated the position in front of Zhongshan City.

The Chu people just retreated to the wasteland on the right, and there was only one official road leading to the city gate, and there was only one way for them to go now, just to come face to face with the Jin people. I couldn't retreat, so I had to take refuge for the time being.

In the billowing smoke and dust, two or three hundred black-armored horsemen swept over Jingling like a gust of wind!

In a few moments, his tall figure appeared under the city walls.

As soon as he appeared, he saw the figure standing on the city wall, dressed in white and as beautiful as a flower.

Jing Ling kicked his foot and rushed forward with his horse.

He rushed thirty paces below the wall.

He tilted his head and exclaimed urgently, "Child? ”

I don't know why, these two words, he obviously called out these two words in his throat, clearly and calmly. But as soon as the voice came out, it was choked in his throat, and the son didn't spit it out.

He just tilted his head up, happy, and stared at his little boy for a moment.

Wei Luo was also looking at him.

She looked at him for a moment.

Looking at it, her eyes turned red.

Her eyes were red, her lips were flattened, and her eyes were full of tears, rolling endlessly.

At this time, Jingling happily called again: "Xiao'er." ”

This time he spat out, but, for some reason, it was extremely hoarse.

Wei Luo looked at him, and suddenly, she opened her mouth and cried with a "wow".

Such a noble, graceful, so calm and calm in the face of death, Mrs. Jin, who is full of grace, this little mouth is flattened, and everyone is shocked.

The Zhongshan people's eyes widened, at this moment, they didn't even have any troubles, they looked at Wei Luo who was standing on the city wall, crying like a child, with disbelief in disbelief.

After Wei Luo Wawa cried twice, he hurriedly lowered his head and covered his face with his sleeves.

Although her face was blocked by her sleeve, the sound of pain and sobbing still came from time to time, and she hid her face under her sleeve and cried bitterly.

When Jing Ling saw her like this, her eyes were astringent, but she couldn't help but be a little funny.

He dismounted and strode into the gates.

After being stabbed by Zhongshan Hou's side, he immediately came to his senses. He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed towards Jingling, "The Marquis of Jin is here。。。。。。 “

That's all he said.

Because Jing Ling didn't even look at him, he glanced at it lightly, flicked his black robe, and crossed the Marquis of Zhongshan, striding towards the city wall.

At this time, the Marquis of Zhongshan was only halfway through his words.

The Marquis of Zhongshan was stunned in the locality, his old face was sometimes green and sometimes white, he didn't dare to let the Jin people who followed Jingling see the displeasure on his face, and hurriedly lowered his head.

Jingling strode up the city wall.

As soon as he saw the thin, weak and slender figure, as if to be blown away by the south wind, his heart ached, and then an indescribable ecstasy came.

He rushed up two steps, and in the bow of the swordsmen on both sides, he hurriedly ran in front of Wei Luo.

He stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly in his arms.

He hugged so tightly, so tightly. It was so hard that she couldn't breathe.

He put his arms around her and called out in a trembling voice, "Xiao'er, Xiao'er。。。。。。 He kept calling her name, and his mind was turning over and over, but there was only one thought: God pity, she is really fine! God is pitiful, I hold her again, I hold her alive! Not a cold corpse, not a pile of bones!

My child, I'm holding her!

He hugged her tremblingly.

He forced his hand to pull Wei Luo's little face, his rough knuckles stroking the tears on her face.

His hand, from her brow, turned her eyes, passed through her nose, and came to her little mouth.

He touched slowly, looked very seriously, and was very focused.

He frowned, serious, inch by inch, caressing her face, his midnight eyes, locked tightly on her face, as if to imprint every line of her face into his mind.

At this time, Wei Luo's little face was full of tears, and as soon as she opened her eyes, tears flowed down her eyes. So she had no choice but to close her eyes, let the tears flow like rain, and let him gently caress every inch of her face.

Half an hour and half an hour, Jingling's low, joyful voice blew like the wind, "It's good, it's good。。。。。 God is so generous to loneliness! ”

He muttered this, stretched out his arms, and Bawei Luo hugged him tightly into his arms.

He lowered his head and buried his face in her hair.

At the moment when his face was buried, two tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he locked her tightly in his arms.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly, he looked up and laughed.

Jing Ling's laughter was too sudden and inexplicable.

The crowd looked at him in amazement.

Jing Ling smiled and smiled, but his voice was hoarse. He suppressed his laughter, took Wei Luo's hand, and pulled her in the direction of the sun

He pulled her to her knees.

Wei Luo's eyes widened in astonishment. Because of curiosity, her tears that could not be stopped like spring water finally stopped.

She wiped her slimy little face with her sleeve and looked at Jingling stupidly. At this look, her heart ached, she reached out to touch his face, trembled, and said urgently: "Jingling, Jingling, why have you lost so much weight, why do you have white hair?" ”

When she said hurriedly, Jing Ling turned his head to look at her.

He frowned, stared at his face, and commanded solemnly: "Face the land of the rising sun!" ”

Hearing this, Wei Luo hurriedly turned his head and faced straight ahead.

Jing Ling leaned forward with his hands and slowly touched the ground with his forehead.

Wei Luo glanced at him stupidly, and also drew the gourd's hands forward flat, nodding his head to the ground.

After kneeling down for a while, Jingling straightened his waist and buckled it again.

Wei Luo was stupid.

After three rounds of this, Jingling nodded to the ground with his forehead, his thin lips opened slightly, and he blessed in a low voice: "Fortunately, the sky loves it, and the earth loves it!" Fortunately, ghosts and gods are in love! ”

He repeated these three sentences over and over again, just repeating these three sentences, "Fortunately, the sky loves, and the earth loves!" Fortunately, ghosts and gods are in love! ”

When he said this, Wei Luo even heard a choked sobs in his voice.

Sensing his seriousness, Wei Luo motionlessly touched the ground with his forehead.

After repeating it several times in a row, she heard Jingling say in a trembling voice: "Heaven has mercy on me and gives the woman to me。。。。。。 ”

Suddenly, Wei Luo burst into tears.

It turns out that he is for himself!

Suddenly, she was uncontrollably ready to cry.

Jing Ling took her hand and stood up. Wei Luo still lowered his head and covered his tearful little face with his long sleeves.

At this moment, she felt a tightness around her waist, and then, with a bang, her body was in the air!

She was picked up by Jingling.

Wei Luo let out a low snort, and she quickly raised her head. When she looked up, she was attracted by his thin chin, haggard face, and red silk in his eyes.

Before she knew it, she reached out and gently stroked his face.

Just as she was looking at him stupidly, Jingling hugged her and strode down the city wall.

He strode over to his carriage. Holding Wei Luo and jumping into the carriage, Jingling poked his head out.

He coldly stared at the Chu people who were shrinking in a corner and were slipping backwards, pulled his thin lips, and shouted lightly: "Generation!" ”

A black-clothed general stood up, he bowed to Jingling, bowed his head and said loudly: "The minister is here!" ”

"These Chu people, not a single one remains!"

"No!"

Whether it is the person who issued the order or the person who received it, it is a matter of course.

It seems that it is normal and normal to kill a thousand people with two or three hundred people.

After Jingling issued the order, he turned his head and shouted at the driver: "Choose a pure land!" ”

"No!"

The rider replied and drove the carriage to the wasteland on the left. He has been by Jingling's side for many years, and as soon as Jingling speaks, the husband knows that the gentleman wants to hug his wife and talk to a place where no one is disturbing.

At this time, Wei Luo shrank his face into Jingling's arms.

When Jingling's carriage left not far away, behind them, an order came from Sen Leng, "The king has an order!" The Chu people outside the city are unforgiving! ”

"Kill—"

"Kill—"

In the earth-shattering shout, there were two or three hundred black-clothed knights, wielding cold swords and halberds, crashing into the Chu army like crazy wolves!