"Twilight, you're drunk, go back and rest!" Si Ruoyun rushed over and saw the wind wolf lying on the roof of the restaurant, and the drunken beauty with red cheeks leaning next to him.

"Drunk? When you're drunk, you're drunk, how good, when you're drunk, you forget about things you don't want to remember. Night Twilight laughed and took another big sip.

"Okay, if you're drunk, you'll be drunk, I'll get drunk with you!" Si Ruoyun also brought two jars of wine, threw one to the night twilight, and poured one by himself.

"Refreshing!" Night Twilight Han let out a loud cry and drank heavily in the wine jar. After a while, the two of them were surrounded by empty wine jars.

When the old man and the old man Wen had just hurried back and arrived in a hurry, Si Ruoyun had already been flooded, and only the night twilight was still drinking.

"Granddaughter, stop drinking!"

"Granddaughter, I can't drink anymore!" The two generals who have been fighting on the battlefield for 30 years have not suffered any injuries, and they have not shed a single tear, only crying when their son (daughter) goes, but now they look at the granddaughter (granddaughter) in front of them, and their eyes are moist.

"Grandpa! Grandfather! I said I'd bring them back, but they died one by one in front of my eyes! Night Twilight Han laughed and tears fell wantonly, the wine jar slipped in his hands, Night Twilight Han stared at his hands that were as smooth as jade, and suddenly shouted in horror: "Grandpa! Blood! That's a lot of blood! Don't, don't! In a panic, he poured the wine in the jar on his hands and rinsed it.

"It's okay, they don't blame you! Don't be sad, it's all over! The old man of the night hugged the somewhat demonic night twilight, and his eyes were full of grief. It turned out that Night Dusk Han blamed himself for the dead soldiers.

"Hahaha!" Nighttwilight laughed wildly, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted.

"Granddaughter!"

"Granddaughter!"

The old man of the night and the old man Wen were shocked, and the old man of the night rushed to the palace hospital with the cold of the night.

"Ahem, ahem!" It was as if there was a fire in his throat, and he coughed coldly. His consciousness also woke up and opened his eyes. Ye Xingyao, who was sleeping on his stomach next to him, was still leaning on his grandmother and grandmother, and heard the sound of coughing. The grandmother woke up and cried with joy when she saw the cold night when she woke up: "God, my Han'er has finally woken up!" ”

Hearing my grandmother's voice, a large group of people poured in, grandfather, maternal grandfather, two cousins, Tong Wanning, and Le Siling......

"It's been two days and one night, and you're finally awake!" Everyone cried with joy.

"I'm worried about you!" Twilight smiled apologetically. The dry throat hurts unbearably with every word he says.

"The imperial doctor said that you are depressed in your heart, and you must cultivate well." Grandmother caressed Nightshade's cheek with pity.

"I'm fine." Nighttwilight sat up and moved her stiff arms.

"I'll take you to see it!" The old man of the night brought a red fox to wrap the night twilight, left the town and the country, and went straight to the barracks.

"Grandpa!" Nighttwilight flinched a little.

"Don't be afraid!" After the old man finished speaking, he landed on the lookout, and the night twilight watched as the soldier's family came to claim the ashes. hugged their heads and cried, but they couldn't cry.

"Isn't that the night handsome!" A soldier sees the twilight chill on the lookout.

"Yes, it's the night handsome!"

"Yeshuai is here, do you have anything to say?" One by one, the soldiers looked at the night twilight with admiration.

The twilight cold in the burning gaze has nowhere to hide. The old man held the hand of the night twilight and said gently: "Don't be afraid, let's go down." ”

"Grandpa..."Just a dozen flights of stairs, the night twilight cold only felt like climbing a mountain, and it was difficult to walk.

"Night handsome! Thank you for bringing my son back! An aunt who helped the urn held the hand of the night twilight, her eyes were full of thanks, and the people around her were constantly grateful.

"Night handsome! Did my husband kill a few enemy soldiers in southern Xinjiang before he died in battle! A young woman wrapped in cloth asked about the twilight of the night.