In the northern border of the Great Jin Dynasty in the cold winter wax moon, the cold wind is howling, the curtain is snowing, and the thousands of miles of desert rivers are frozen like iron. This vast land of rolling yellow sand is now covered with snow, which does not give people the feeling of being covered in silver, but adds a bit of desolation to it.

Yun Jin crossed the river single-handedly, the horse's hooves stepped on the ice, and there was a hard "gurgling" sound, his sharp black eyes looked calmly and intently at the other side of the river, and a huge log stood in the middle of the surging human head, which was particularly shocking.

He tightened the silver-white cloak on his body, and his heart suddenly sudden, it was the work she had spent more than a month on, from weaving, to dyeing, to making, and sewing it out to him for his birthday gift, although the needle was a little rough, it was the best gift he had ever received in his life.

He still remembers that day, the little girl's eyes were coquettish, her slender jade hand was around his neck, and she called him sweetly, "Husband", ......

"You're finally here!" The Great Yan King Huyan Yalu looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, pulling the beard on his cheeks, "I didn't expect that poisonous arrow to kill you, but today, your luck is not so good." ”

Yun Jin turned over and dismounted, standing steadily, as if he was one with the world, his gaze crossed the crowd and fell heavily on Shen Zhuozhuo, who was tied up by cold iron chains on the log.

Her gloomy eyes flashed, and then dimmed, and her little head hung down, Yun Jin couldn't see the expression on her face clearly, but he knew that she was crying!

The five fingers under the cloak suddenly tightened, and his pale lips opened slightly, "Zhuo'er, don't be afraid...... Then, his eyes as sharp as a falcon swept towards Huyan Yale, "As you wish, I'm here." ”

"General Yun was still on the sickbed yesterday, and today he dared to go to the meeting alone, it seems that this woman is very important to you, when you led your troops to level my second brother's southern fall half a year ago, I remember what you said?" Huyan Yale made a reminiscence, put the scimitar in his hand to Shen Zhuozhuo's neck, and his eyes were full of fierceness, "You said that you Yun Jin is not afraid of the sky, and you have never had a weakness at all." ”

"Now that my weakness is in your hands, what do you want?"

Huyan Yale looked sideways at his subordinates, the man took out the scimitar on his waist and threw it to Yun Jin, "Bang", he leaned over with a light smile and picked it up, looked at it, and said casually, "Do you want me to take my life for my life?" ”

"Don't ......" Shen Zhuozhuo raised his eyes in horror when he heard this, his eyes were scarlet, "Yun Jin, don't ......"

Huyan Yale pressed the blade a few points closer, and a blood mark appeared on the delicate neck, "Wouldn't it be too cheap for you to die so easily?" When my second brother died, he was stabbed three times in his body, the knife was deep and the bones were visible, and the most deadly knife, I don't think General Yun would forget it, right? ”

Yun Jin looked at Shen Zhuozhuo deeply, without frowning, took off his cloak and stabbed him his right arm.

Immediately, the blood flowed like an infusion, snaking down his hand, dripping and falling on the ice, instantly forming a blood mist.

"Yun Jin!" Shen Zhuozhuo desperately tried to break free from the shackles, the hard iron chain rattled, the blade completely cut through her skin, and blood continued to seep out, but she didn't realize it, crying hoarsely, "Yun Jin...... You are not allowed to die...... Don't die ......"

"Zhuo'er...... Don't panic...... Don't move......" Yun Jin pursed her blood-stained lips, her cold eyes tightened, "Huyan Yale, your knife, stay away from her." ”

Tears flowed, Shen Zhuozhuo shook his head desperately, "Can't die...... You can't die ......."

Huyan Yale put down the scimitar and raised the corners of his mouth disdainfully, "The rumored all-powerful iron-blooded general of the Great Jin Dynasty is now standing here for the sake of a woman, it's really sad." ”

"I never do such a thing as letting people eat meat."

"Oh? So what are you doing now? ”

Yun Jin raised his eyebrows indifferently, raised his hand, and the originally calm snowfield behind him suddenly rolled a large white wave, and then, a wide white cloth was lifted, and countless fine and dense human heads emerged......

The army is overwhelmed!

The reason why he did this was that he was really afraid that Huyan Yale would hurt Shen Zhuozhuo, and secondly, he completely attracted the enemy's attention to him, buying time for the ambush soldiers hiding behind him.

"Yun Jin! You sinister and cunning villain! Huyan Yale was furious, and when he saw that he was the only one in the vast wilderness, he relaxed his vigilance, and he grabbed Shen Zhuozhuo and threatened, "I think you don't want her life, right?" ”

"Get your dirty hands away!" Yun Jin said, pulling out his steps and slowly approaching Huyan Yale, the anger in his eyes became stronger, "I repeat, take your dirty hands away, otherwise, I will make your death ugly." ”

"Haha...... Haha......" Huyan Yale let out a sad long laugh, "My Dayan is dead, then I will pull her to accompany me ......"

Before the words fell, he only heard the sound of the feather arrow breaking through the air, Huyan Yale seemed to have not come to the shadow and what had happened, his body had been pierced by sharp arrows, he silently bowed his head, and blood foamed in his chest and throat.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Huyan Yale's eyes widened, staring incredulously at the familiar symbol at the end of the arrow, "Shen ...... You...... You didn't ...... Didn't die......"

Shen Hao stood at the head of the army with his bow, three arrows, and a hundred steps through Yang, and there was no false hair.

Huyan Yale's few subordinates watched in amazement as their leader died in front of him, and saw Yun Jin's eyes blood-red, trembling and holding the knife in his hand one by one, and retreating step by step.

"Surrender, I never kill a prisoner."

After several defeats, the Yan army has long been left, the army is disheartened, and the army is unable to form an army, I don't know which to start, and threw the knife to the ground with a "bang", and then two, three, four...... A few acquaintances hurriedly climbed up the log and put Shen Zhuozhuo down.

"Yun Jin......" Her legs were weak, and she just fell into his arms.

"Why are you so stupid...... she looked up, her eyes wide open, and she cried ugly, but it made him feel distressed.

"I'm fine...... he lowered his eyes, and his calloused fingertips gently stroked the corners of her purple lips, and then hugged her tightly, "Qingqing......"

Feeling a slight stiffness in his arms, he hugged her tighter, "On the day of Liyuan's play, you had to call you that, I felt ...... It's awkward, but you don't know, I've already shouted in my heart a thousand times, Qingqing, I'm sorry......"

Shen Zhuozhuo was stunned, hugged him suddenly, and choked up, "Husband, ......"

This long-lost "husband", he still waited for it after all.