79, Meng Langyan, Changle was cut

At the junction of Yasukuni and Annam, a city stands majestically.

In the south of the city, in a large open space, Annam's army has been stationed for more than ten days, and every day there are deputy generals who call for battle, beat drums and three links, and see that no one in the city should fight, so they collect war drums and practice daily.

Training, it's the same wherever you practice.

On this day, there was a burst of dust on the official road in the north of the city, and in the dust, a man and a horse galloped over.

The man on the horse, dressed in pale yellow clothes, seemed to be a ray of light, projecting it.

When one man and one horse galloped to the bottom of the city, the cavalry behind poked their heads out of the flying dust.

Suddenly, the sound of iron hooves shook the heavens and the earth, and the military flag of the Mengjia Army flew in the early autumn breeze.

The soldiers defending the city saw the Mengjia military flag, and without saying a word, they opened the city gate.

The army entered the city, and the people were at peace.

The man in the yellow shirt was Feng Changle.

The first thing Feng Changle did when he entered the city was to climb the southern city wall and look at the Annan army from afar.

Annan's army was not close, and only a shadow could be seen that the soldiers were drilling.

Feng Changle searched carefully in the crowd and did not see a familiar figure.

General Mo Qing carried the banner of the Mengjia Army and planted it at the head of the city. The red flag hula unfurls in the wind.

A figure on the opposite side rushed into a tent.

Soon, a red figure came out of the tent.

Feng Changle looked at the small figure, his throat sour. Children who are not blessed always have to carry everything at a young age. He couldn't see her expression, but his heart ached like a pinprick.

When the eldest brother came home and mentioned this matter, Feng Changle asked to fight as soon as possible, just because: others will hurt her, but he will never.

Princess Rose of Yonghuan stood on the flat ground, looking up at the pale yellow figure on the high city tower, Brother Changle likes to wear yellow, he said that it is the color of the sunflower, and the sunflower is always facing the sun.

Are you still my sun?

Rose can't face it, why is it Brother Changle here, how to fight this battle?

The two of them looked at each other from a distance, and they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, but their hearts hurt the same.

When the sun was about to turn overhead, Feng Changle tore down the truce flag at the head of the city.

Rose turned lonely and went back to the tent.

Feng Changle looked at the city for a long time before he walked down.

At the city gate, Shi Ningyu had been waiting for a long time.

"Take care of her." Feng Changle's eyes were red.

"I will." Shi Ningyu nodded.

The city gate opened, and Shi Ningyu walked towards the camp of Annan alone.

Feng Changle leaned against the closed city gate, and finally shed two lines of tears.

On the second day, as soon as it was dawn, Annan was already under the city.

On the white horse, Rose was dressed in red armor, and the sixteen-year-old princess had an incomparably powerful aura.

Feng Changle walked out of the city gate alone, still wearing yesterday's yellow shirt and no armor.

"Feng Changle, you don't keep your promise, and you said that you won't hurt Ning Yu." Rose urged the horse forward and confronted Feng Changle on the battlefield.

"It's my fifth brother who promised, not me." Feng Changle's face was indifferent, without the slightest gentleness of the past, "Since she atoned for your sins, she will naturally be punished." ”

"You ......" Rose was so blocked that she had nothing to say, after all, it was her own fault first.

"Not convinced? Then you're going to hit me. Feng Changle pulled out the sword behind his back.

"Don't you remember the past?" Rose refused to believe that the once kind-hearted brother Changle was so ruthless now?

Thinking of the hideous and terrifying scars on Shi Ningyu's body, Rose felt heartache, it was all the handiwork of Brother Changle.

"Love, little girl, you are too naΓ―ve, didn't your family teach you, a man's mouth deceives people?" Feng Changle smiled lightly, his eyes looking up and down on Rose, "Wearing armor is such a tempting figure, which man doesn't want to taste it." ”

If it was before, Rose still suspected that Brother Changle was against his will, but this sentence just now made Rose completely desperate.

An enraged Rose pulled out a large knife and slammed it straight at the door of Kaede Changle.

Feng Changle hurriedly dodged.

As soon as he dodged a knife, the next knife slashed again, and the knife was fatal.

Feng Changle secretly complained in his heart, what kind of knife does a little girl learn, isn't it sinking?

Soon, the two of them fought for dozens of rounds, and the war drums of both sides beat loudly.

Rose's knife dance was impenetrable, and Feng Changle's moves were always stopped by the big knife halfway, and he couldn't get close to Rose's body at all.

Rose's knife was about to slash at Feng Changle, but it suddenly changed direction.

"Little girl, are you reluctant to brother, can't you do it?" Feng Changle shouted while hiding.

Rose didn't speak, and the knife in her hand slashed faster, harder, and harder.

"Your subordinate named Wen Mu is more ruthless than you, and he wants my life when he meets. However, it has been slashed by my sword. Feng Changle's sword style also sped up.

Hearing that something had happened to Wen Mu, Rose slowed down, and Feng Changle's sword had stopped in front of him.

"Little girl, if you are willing to obey your brother, your brother will spare you from death." Feng Changle smiled evilly.

Feng Changle took a bite of an elder brother, but there was no temperature in his eyes.

Rose swung the knife, Feng Changle's sword was instantly cut in two, and the knife in his hand did not stop, and the knife slashed at Feng Changle's arm.

It took a lot of force to make that cut, and the wound was deep. Almost chopped to the bone.

Feng Changle was stabbed in the arm, grinning in pain, slapped the horse, and ran away.

While running, he shouted desperately: "Little girl, wait for my brother, my brother will recover from his injuries and come to accompany you again." ”

Rose was so angry that her face was flushed, and she wanted to chase after her, but she couldn't help but see the blood dripping from the knife.

The commander was injured, and the war-free flag was hung at the head of Yasukuni again.

The doctor in the camp bandaged Feng Changle's wound, the wound was too deep and needed stitches, Feng Changle refused to take the numbness and boiled, he had to watch the doctor sew.

Even though the doctor's skills were very good, Feng Changle still broke out in a cold sweat, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

He knew that his words from Meng Lang just now were pierced in Rose's heart, and they hurt more than ten times and a hundred times more than this stitch.

Rose hated the filthy men who treated women as objects.

"Won't you hide?" Zhuo Yunfan looked like he hated iron but not steel.

"If the injury is severe, the time can drag on a little longer."

"What if there is no medicine in the ten-mile peach forest?"

"You'll have to go there to find out."

After Rose went to the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers, the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers sent a message to Feng Zhan and told him where the elixir went.

The old valley master of Wanhua Valley refined a total of four divine medicines, one for his closed disciple Feng Zhan, one for Feng Niannian, and one for General Meng Huitian, and General Meng gave it to Lin Mufeng.

When Mo Qing talked about the medicine, his face was full of incredulity.

"You know what? After that kid took the medicine, he nourished his sword with blood every day, and the sword was almost fine. ”

"If it weren't for that sword, he wouldn't be number one on the killer list."

Now, there is also a medicine that was given to the god of the ten-mile peach forest by the old valley lord.

It was the first medicine that Lao Gu Master refined, and it happened that the disciple of the god of Zhenyan was seriously injured by the demon beast when he was removing the demon beast, and his life was in danger.

The old valley lord sent the medicine to the ten-mile peach forest.

However, I later heard that the disciple refused to take the medicine and died of martyrdom. Presumably the medicine is still there.

It's just that there are different opinions, among which the most said is that the medicine was taken away by the demon beast and swallowed into the stomach, and now, only the golden pill that has been slashed by the demon beast may save Emperor Annan.

And that demon beast is a god with a broken face, Ziyin Zhenren and Master Xie Yi joined forces to seal it in the Red Flame Cave of the Ten Mile Peach Forest.

"You mortals, it's not enough to stuff that demon beast between your teeth."

Feng Changle looked at the corner of the tent steadily: "As long as there is a glimmer of hope, you have to give it a try." ”

"I'd better prepare a coffin for you first." Zhuo Yunfan shook his head and sighed.

"It doesn't seem like you need a coffin to be eaten by a monster." Mo Qing muttered to himself.