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The top of a mountain with smoke in smoke.

Mo Tianyou sped up, wrapped the cloak on his body around Liu Qingyun's body, and said, "Who knows? Ah Yun hurried up, tonight Grandpa personally cooked chestnut crispy chicken, it was too late, but he was swallowed by the kid in Mocheng, driving~! ”

Liu Qingyun wrapped around the boy's thin waist, nodded, and did not speak.

Twelve years of Zhaoren, July.

The Liao army gathered 200,000 troops again, and the mighty came to Fan again, shaking the Liu general Liubei, who was guarding the seventy-two states of Jiayuguan, went out of the city to meet the battle, and died in battle.

Time flies, the wild geese in Saibei, I don't know how many back and forth, Liu Qingyun lives in Mo's house. When the battle book in front came to report, Liu Qingyun was embroidering in front of the door of Mo Tianfang, and while embroidering, he raised his eyes from time to time to see the red-clothed young man who was practicing martial arts in the courtyard.

Mo Tian will never forget that when she heard this war letter, the girl's collapsed face was like losing a fish, and after leaving the water, she lost all her vitality and luster. She plunged the big knife in her hand into the ground under her feet, and hurried to find his father.

The battle report came for three days, and Mo Jiu didn't even have the intention of sending troops, Mo Tian held it in his hand, and the family letter from Liu Qingyun's house in the south of the province smashed into the wall with a fist.

General Liu was killed in battle, Jiayuguan was lost, and when Mrs. Liu learned about it, she hanged herself in disbelief, and went with General Liu and Liu Bei. If her little cousin knew, it would be worth it!

As soon as she walked into the yard, she heard the girl crying in a low voice, Liu Qingyun had never cried in front of her, she walked over and clumsily wiped her tears for the girl, the girl looked at her with crying red eyes, she scratched her head, and for a while, she didn't know how to comfort, "Ah Yun, don't cry, Uncle Liu's revenge must be avenged, don't cry, you cry like this, if you let the brother who is in Beijing know about the exam, you must not pick my skin." ”

I don't know why, the girl is still crying, with bursts of crying, making Mo Ting's brain hurt, she tossed on her body for a long time, and took out a dagger inlaid with pigeon blood gems, "Said it was for you, forging a dagger, there has been no time, a few days ago, just made, used for two days, it is still a good hand, give you self-defense, maybe it can save your life at a critical moment, and, my good Ayun, don't cry, you really can't get married if you cry again!" ”

Liu Qingyun took it with tears and said, "Ah Tian, what if I can't get married in this life?" ”

Mo Tian grinned and said, "Lao Tzu will marry you." ”

The girl burst into tears and laughed, "Okay, if I can't get married, I'll marry Ah Ting." ”

"Mmmm, don't cry, I don't marry a crybaby!"

That night, Mo Tian quarreled with Mo Jiu's father, why not send troops, Jiayu Seventy-two Prefectures have occupied fifty-two Prefectures, if it goes on like this, wouldn't it be to attack the hinterland of Saibei!

Mo Jiu just waved his hand and told her to retreat.

Twelve years of Zhaoren, August.

The Hun barbarians set foot on Jiayu, the son of the prince Mo Tilt, invited himself to be the vanguard, took the lead, led 3,000 elite soldiers and iron cavalry, designed to break the Liao army of 10,000 troops, captured and killed the Liao army general Norha, the barbarian army retreated to Jiayu 30 states, the good news reached the Beijing Division, the Son of Heaven was overjoyed, and Mo Tilt was appointed as the pioneer lieutenant, Mo Tilt did not respond.

A month later, Mo Tian led another 5,000 elite soldiers to raid the 30 states of Jiayu during the day, and implemented a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain.

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