Twelve had woken up at the third watch, her headache was terrible, she just wanted to sit up from the bed, but found that her hand was held tightly, her eyes turned slightly, and she saw Ling Yuhan, who was waiting on her bedside, lying on the wooden board on the edge of the bed, with messy black hair and bright red clothes, he was not sleeping peacefully, one hand wrapped her right hand, even in a dream, she never let go.

As if sensing Twelve's desire to withdraw his hand, Ling Yuhan's eyes opened, and his dark eyes were full of brilliance, "You're awake." He let go of his hand, took a full cup of warm tea from the coffee table on the side, and handed it to Twelve: "Sober up and sober up." ”

Twelve obediently took it and took a sip, the dryness of his throat was a lot more comfortable, and his frowning eyebrows slowly loosened: "How long have I slept?" Perhaps because of the rare drunkenness, his voice sounded a little hoarse.

Ling Yuhan felt distressed, took the empty teacup and put it aside, then sat sideways beside Twelve with his robe, one hand against her eyebrows, and gently rubbed: "I slept all day, and now it's just past the third watch." ”

"Qiu Lou, have they arrived?"

"It's already here when the sun goes down and everyone is housed on the school grounds, don't worry. Ling Yuhan carefully told Twelve what happened today, "However, Qiu Lou has been clamoring to come to see you, but he was stopped by Yun Ruohan, and he will still be outside tomorrow night." He pointed out the tent, where a black silhouette could be seen faintly in the candlelight of the white curtain.

Twelve lifted his fighting spirit, dispersed the wine in his body, smelled the clothes that smelled a little peculiar on his body, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.

"I'll go out and wait for you, you change your clothes first. Ling Yuhan smiled slightly, not as enchanting as before, but a little more intoxicating gentleness, leaned over, and dropped a kiss on Twelve's forehead, and then got up to leave.

Tomorrow night, his hands clasped around his shoulders, like a sculpture, waiting outside the tent, his face was like frost, his black clothes were stained with a little damp moisture, and when he saw Ling Yuhan come out, he bowed his head slightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

"She woke up. Ling Yuhan smiled wickedly, "It's really hard for you to stay here since the afternoon." ”

The words mean something, I'm afraid that this night is afraid that lonely men and widows will be in the same room, and what bad actions will I do to Ruyi, right?

Ling Yuhan sneered in his heart, if he really had this idea, he would have already turned into a hungry wolf and pounced on her, how could he wait until now?

To put it simply, it's just a reluctance.

Seeing the sarcasm on his face, he snorted coldly tomorrow night, looked away, changed into a clean black brocade robe, tied his ponytail again, and walked out of it with a refreshing body, sensing the hostility between the two, his eyebrows furrowed slightly: "You provoked him again?"

The words were said to Ling Yuhan, even if he didn't like him tomorrow night, he wouldn't offend him by saying anything, thinking about it, it must have been this person who laughed at Ming Ye, which made Ming Ye's face dark, obviously angry.

The smile on the corner of Ling Yuhan's mouth deepened a little, and he spread his hands: "I don't dare, even if I don't look at the monk's face, I have to look at the Buddha's face, right?"

He threw a wink at Twelve, his eyes were radiant, as if he had the magic power to deceive people's hearts, the corners of Twelve's mouth twitched, his expression was indifferent, and the eight winds did not move, "Have those corpses been dealt with?"

"Yun Ruohan said that when you wake up, you will be cremated. Tomorrow night respectfully replied, "Now the corpses are still piled up in the embankment. ”

"I remember how many hundred acres of farmland are behind White Sun City?" Twelve paused, "Send someone to transport the corpse." ”

"Yes!" Tomorrow Night gave up his hand, glared at Ling Yuhan fiercely, turned around and flew towards the main tent, he didn't dare to delay the order of the twelve for a moment, Li Yan heard about this, and immediately dispatched nearly three thousand soldiers to rush to the embankment, preparing to transport the corpse to the farmland.

Above the sky, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse, and the evening breeze was blowing, Twelve pursed his lips tightly, raised his feet and left the school field with Ling Yuhan, and arrived at the farmland first.

The farmland is dry, into blocks, as if it has not been watered by rain for many days, along the field above the field all the way slowly, on both sides of the field, the ancient trees are depressed, the branches are withered and yellow and the leaves fall with the wind, most of these fields are planted with straw and rice ears, but unfortunately, it is not yet the harvest season.

"The land is no longer usable; Ling Yuhan bent down and padded the hard sand and mud in the farmland.

"I want to bury them here, which can be regarded as a return to their roots, after all, this is their home. Twelve said lightly.

Ling Yuhan stood up quietly, put his hands around her shoulders, leaned Twelve's head against his shoulder, and said softly, "It's not your fault. How could he not see what was the most painful thing for the twelve? Xuanwu and Baihu were at war, in the name of her Sima Ruyi, although she didn't say it, but in her heart, I am afraid that she blamed herself.

blamed himself for why he didn't arrive earlier;

blamed himself, why did he hit Bai Zixu hard in the first place.

Obviously, sometimes the heart is so good that it makes people cry and laugh, but he wants to pretend to be ruthless, this temperament really makes people don't know what to say, Ling Yuhan smiled in his heart, stretched out his hand and pinched the tip of Twelve's nose fiercely: "You have done everything you can, you can only blame Bai Zimo for his ambition, as long as he has the idea of annexing the Three Kingdoms one day, and wants to dominate the country one day, the current scene will always appear." ”

It's just that the reasons for going to war are different.

Twelve closed his eyes and sighed, "I know." ”

The two stood side by side in the open space above the farmland, the withered countryside, the depressed landscape, as if even this day, this place, was grieving for these tragic deaths.

The faint light of torches in the distance gradually approached, and Twelve restrained the sadness on his face, his back straight, like a lone wolf, standing quietly under the moonlight, his black robe dignified, and his clothes hunted in the cool breeze.

Li Yan and Zhou Quan led three thousand soldiers to carry the thousands of corpses with straw mats and quilts, and Ming Ye, Yun Ruohan, and Qiu Lou were also helping, Qiu Lou saw those women who died like extremely miserable at first glance, tears fell down, and he just wanted to slaughter the people of the White Tiger!

"Ruyi. Putting down the straw mat in his hand, Qiu Lou threw himself directly into Twelve's arms, grabbed her clothes tightly with both hands, and cried, even an iron man like Li Yan didn't feel red at this moment, who doesn't have a wife at home? There are no women and children? This situation is like a knife cutting at their hearts.

Twelve patted Qiu Lou's trembling body, looked up at Li Yan and said, "Are they all together?"

"And half. Li Yan said with a crying tone.

"Set up firewood first. Yun Ruohan patted him on the shoulder and reassured, the soldiers began to set up dry firewood piles, wrapped the corpses in straw mats and put them on top, 1,300 piles of wood, 1,300 women who died tragically in the hands of the White Tiger!

When a soldier was carrying the corpse, his legs were weak, and the whole person lay on the ground and cried bitterly, and the corpse that rolled out of the straw mat was a girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old, with green silk messily pasted on her face, a pair of eyes were hideous, and her eyes were wide in horror, full of fear and despair, and her expression was frozen, and there were traces of iron branding on her cheeks, and the skin and flesh were turned out, and the iron marks seemed to be a sin!

Twelve hands clenched and made a clucking sound, White Tiger! Those people didn't even let go of such a small girl!

"Scum-" Qiu Lou covered his face with his hands, and roared angrily in his mouth, and the roar echoed back and forth in this quiet countryside, startling the crows to cry blood and cry.

"Get up, let's give them a ride!" Zhou Quan twisted his face and dragged the soldier from the ground, then picked up the corpse with his own hands, slowly walked to the woodpile, and placed the corpse.

Everyone stood solemnly and sadly beside the pile of thousands of materials, holding a torch in their twelve hands, the firelight illuminated her face darkly, and her eyebrows were solemn, Li Yan, Yun Ruohan, and even Qiu Lou, each of them held a red torch in their hands.

"Rest in peace. Twelve muttered, closed his eyes, raised his arms, and threw the torch into the pile, and the wood sprinkled with liquor was instantly ignited by the fire, and the flames rose into the sky, and the corpse was engulfed by the dragon.

Twelve quietly stared at the firelight in the sky, the crescent moon in the sky, as if dyed blood-colored by the fire, as if even the sky was crying for them!

"Blood debt! Blood repayment!" Dressed in black, twelve stood alone on the edge of the fire, and said firmly and decisively, every word with a cold and bitter aura, like a killing god, with a ponytail swaying in the wind behind him.

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood debt and blood payment!"

"Blood Debt and Blood Repayment !!"

......

Ten thousand soldiers roared in unison, like a heart-rending roar of wild beasts, resounding through the sky.

When the fire was extinguished, the wood was burned into black charcoal, twelve personally held a black square box, and collected the ashes above the charcoal little by little, the soldiers quickly dug a big pit in the field, a depth of two or three meters, everyone gathered around the pit, twelve and a half knelt on the ground, solemnly put the urn into the pit, more than a thousand urns will occupy the big pit, her hands condensed a strong fighting spirit, slammed on the ground, the earth shook, the cracks spread one by one, the stones filled the big pit, forming a huge mountain bag, that is more than a thousand girls who died tragically in the hands of the white tiger, Zuihou's safe place！

"Bring the wine. Twelve said coldly, Ling Yuhan immediately dodged, ran back to the camp, held the two wine jars in both hands, returned the same way, and after only a moment's effort, he handed the wine jar to Twelve, "Drink." ”

Tearing the red cloth neatly, Twelve's head was tilted, and the spicy liquor rolled into his throat, and even the gastric juice seemed to be tumbling.

"Knock"

She tossed the jar to the ground and shattered it to pieces.

"I, Sima Ruyi, swear here, that I will expel the white tigers from the country and cut them with a thousand knives, and you will watch from above the nine heavens, and look! I will avenge you!" This was the first time she had made an oath for someone she didn't know.

A gentleman's promise is worth a thousand gold!

More than 10,000 soldiers stood behind her, their expressions desolate, their eyes beating with the ruthlessness of wanting to tear the enemy's throat!

Blood debt and blood repayment!

Swear to the heavens before the grave today, he will return triumphantly one day, in order to comfort her and wait for the spirit of the heavens!

The wind was blowing, the sound of the wind was slow, as if the thousand people were responding, twelve got up neatly, zuihou glanced back at the mountain bag standing in the farmland, her clothes flew over, and she turned away indifferently.

On the second day, the twelve counted the troops gathered in the White Sun City, 800 demonic beasts in the Divine King Palace, 63,000 elite troops, and no casualties.

Yuntianmen, Luotianmen, and Diancang faction suffered very few casualties, only more than 1,000 people.

More than 50,000 soldiers in Xuanwu were safe and sound.

All of them stood and attacked 164,000 people, twelve and one proud, standing on the city wall, with the fluttering Xuanwu banner fluttering on her side, her lips held a sneer, and the sound of footsteps came from behind, she didn't look back, pointing to the east: "That is our goal tomorrow." ”

It is also the fourth city that was swallowed by the white tiger!

"Just let it go. Ling Yuhan held her cold little hand, looked at her cold eyebrows, and a doting and bewitching smile opened at the corner of his mouth: "Even if you turn this day upside down, I will take care of the aftermath for you!"

These thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, as long as she says a word, he can pour the world for her!