Settle all the freed slaves.

Mu Jinchen found Shen Yan who was decocting medicine in the medical tent.

As soon as he came in, Shen Yan frowned.

From head to toe, he was covered in blood, but after checking around, there was not a single wound on his body.

"I heard it's a mess outside, where did you go after you left yesterday?"

"I'm fine, how are you, did he mess with you today?"

As he spoke, Mu Jinchen wanted to touch Shen Yan's lower abdomen, but before his hand fell, he stopped his hand in mid-air.

Although he did not kill those prisoners of war with his own hands, the blood on his hands could no longer be wiped clean.

Shen Yan watched the change in the expression on his face, and pressed Mu Jinchen's hand with his hand.

Gently placed it on his lower abdomen.

"It's very good today, I got up in the morning and ate some food, don't worry, it's his father, his face can't be worse."

“……”

Mu Jinchen looked at Shen Yan's gentle eyebrows, and his heart was warm.

He held Shen Yan in his arms and let his chin rest on her head.

"Today, I killed a lot of people, and after I killed them, I didn't feel it anymore.

Yan'er, you know what? I was so scared that it would happen, I never wanted to turn myself into a weapon that only knew how to kill. ”

In his tone was indescribable sadness, in his eyes it was as cold as wind and snow.

"No, you're not a weapon, you're a man who stands up to the sky. You are the hope of the people of the world, the hope of the whole grassland, and my husband, the father of my children.

So, be strong and don't lose to your heart. ”

Leaning on his body, Shen Yan stretched out his hand and touched his resolute cheek.

"Hmm."

With a dumb voice, Mu Jinchen didn't speak anymore after answering a word.

Just hugged Shen Yan like this, smelling the aroma of medicinal herbs in the tent, just like the smell on her body.

In another tent, Mu Yunhuan took off his blood-soaked heels and pants.

He leaned back on the bed with a tired face.

Whether he opened or closed his eyes, it was as if he was still at the scene of the massacre.

Actually, in last night's surprise attack mission, Qilin didn't let him go, he persuaded Qilin to let him participate in it.

He thought he wouldn't be soft on those barbarian soldiers, but in fact he wasn't soft either.

He was one of those who carried out the execution.

However, when he calmed down, he couldn't bear it anymore.

He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, but his master has taught him the morality of being a man since he was a child.

Don't be blinded by hatred.

Killing those unarmed prisoners of war, he really didn't know whether what he was doing was right or wrong.

I pulled the quilt and hid my head.

I cried until my body was shaking, but I didn't let myself make any sound.

However, when he pulled down the quilt, he was startled by the person who appeared in front of him.

"Kiyoike, you, when did you come in?"

Probably it was so uncomfortable just now that Qingchi sat on the edge of his bed like this, and he didn't even notice it.

"It's been a long time, have you cried enough?"

Kiyochi was actually looking for him when he arrived here yesterday, but the barracks were too big, and Uncle Suzaku also said that he might have gone to lead a patrol, so he didn't see him.

This finally blocked him in the tent, but as soon as he came in, he saw him crying.

"I, I didn't cry, you, you don't want to learn swordsmanship from Master Jiang Lao Zhuang in Shenjian Villa, why are you running here?"

In a bit of a panic, he sat up, because the clothes were all off, and now he only had a pair of shorts on him.

He could only wrap himself in a quilt.

"I'm worried about my master, I'm not by her side, what if she is in danger, she doesn't know martial arts."

Qingchi is telling the truth, she is not worried about her master when she comes here.

If there is any other reason, Mu Yunhuan also takes advantage of it.

"Ah, yes, of course you're because of Auntie." Yun Huan was still a little disappointed when he heard her words.

But when he thought about the things that happened in the practice building of the Divine Sword Villa, and the words he had said to her, he felt that he was thinking too much.

"Uh, Kiyoike, you're coming to me? Is there something wrong? ”

It's really embarrassing now, at least let him change his clothes.

"It's okay, can't I come to see you if it's okay? Aren't we buddies? Also, what are you hiding? Where have I not seen anything about you? Like a big girl, I don't know what it's like to be shy. ”

Rolling his eyes at Yun Huan, Qingchi stood up.

"Here you go, Uncle Qilin said, you injured your arm yesterday, this is an external medicine adjusted by my master, to stop pain and bleeding without leaving a scar, you can wipe it yourself, I'm leaving."

Throwing a small magnetic bottle to Mu Yunhuan, Qingchi turned around and left.

But when they reached the door, she still stopped.

"Yun Huan, haven't you heard the stories told by those storytellers? War is to die, whether you accept it or not, since you want to help the prince here, you have to get used to it.

Just like when I didn't leave the Colosseum, in order to live, in order to be able to eat, I had to face life and death every day, and I had no choice. ”

After saying that, Kiyoike opened the curtain and went out.

Mu Yunhuan pinched the ointment in his hand, and his throat was sore.

Yes, this is a war, and fighting a war is either life or death, isn't it a very simple thing?

As a result, he still thinks of himself as a child.

In some things, Yun Huan found that Qing Chi, who was a few years younger than him, was much more mature than him.

As for his feelings for her, he can only hide them in his heart.

After the two of them have become mature, we will see if they can pick them up.

The night was dark, and the commander of Tianyu Pass won the account, and Mu Jinchen continued to discuss with the generals the plan to recover the lost territory.

And in the col where the ground was full of corpses.

A man with white hair, white eyebrows, and white skin was looking at the military flag with the word 'Mu' written on it fluttering in the wind.

"Master, Satu has been found, but his body has been mashed."

"Hehe, if you die, you're dead, it's a pity for those horses, this surname Mu is the regent who is known as the god of war in Zhongzhou, Mu Jinchen."

"Yes."

"Okay, after we take Silver Moon City, let this surnamed Mu Lai be sent to death."

When the time comes, let's dedicate the head of the God of War to Arislan, and he will definitely be happy. ”

Forcefully removed the military flag, and a hideous smile appeared on the face of this man who looked like a white ghost.

In the night, his face was shaken by the moonlight, and it looked even more like a ghost.

He is the leader of the Blood Lion Clan, one of the four protectors of the Throne of Arislan, the White Ghost, and Tata.

The only thing he's good at is killing.