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Zhao Ling'er looked at the crooked horizontal on the case paper, couldn't help laughing, and then sighed softly and said, "You know that what I want to say is not what I mean. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Duanmu Rong looked at the ugly handwriting like an earthworm on the paper, and was slightly annoyed, so he looked back at her and said, "Then what do you want to say?"

Zhao Ling'er looked at her lacquered eyes with a hint of annoyance, and said with a smile: "What I want to say is, since you have secretly liked this senior brother for so long, now that you have seen a real person, why don't you explain it?"

Duanmu Rong was slightly stunned, turned around and continued to write with his head down, and said, "I don't know what nonsense you're talking about." ”

Zhao Ling'er smiled, didn't say anything more, walked out of the tent, and left her to think slowly.

Duanmurong didn't think about anything, because the thoughts in her head had become a mess, she just subconsciously held the ink pen and kept writing, her thin lips were slightly pursed, and she muttered to herself with annoyance: "It turns out that you are that guy, but you have been hiding from me and asking me to say something, how can I be so cheap......"

While muttering, there was occasional shame in the girl's eyes, and a blush appeared on her cheeks.

The ink on the yellow paper was dripping with ink but tangled, and even when she was three years old, she couldn't write such ugly words.

"You know the talisman too?"

"I understand a little. ”

The conversations during the journey, like the cold wind in the wasteland burrowing into the tent, kept burrowing into Duanmu Rong's mind, and some dull eyes seemed more and more confused, and even a little distracted.

Ranked seventh in the Blue Kite Pavilion, who is he or not, besides that he had already admitted that he knew a little about Fu Dao that night, why didn't he think that he was him? Duanmu Rong, you should have guessed a long time ago, right?

Duanmurong looked at the paper on the desk that seemed to be a child's messy book, stretched out her hand and crumpled it, ashamed and didn't want anyone to see it, but she didn't know whether this shame came from a messy pen or a messy heart, but no matter what kind of mess, she did have a lot of anger at this time in addition to shame.

The long journey accompanied each other, and finally even walked in a carriage, but she didn't know that he was him, and she even said that she liked him in front of him, although he didn't know that he was what she said at the time, and she didn't know that the person she silently liked was the one in front of her, but now she finally knew that he was him.

Everyone in the world knows that Duanmu Rong Shujing is virtuous, but she did such a thing, how can she not be ashamed? If that guy knows the truth of the matter, how can she not be ashamed? Senior Sister Zhao Ling'er also asked her to explain her words, how can she not be ashamed and angry?

With trembling fingertips, she pulled out the finest copy of the paper from her desk, and she looked at the words on the paper, her long, sparse eyelashes blinking slightly, as if trying to cover the blush on her fair skin.

From spring to summer, she had been quietly reading the man's book. The legendary inkwell is black, but it is actually clear and transparent, reflecting the starry sky and the girl's calm and smiling face.

Duanmu Rong looked at the chicken soup sticker, his eyelashes blinked slightly, the blush on his face gradually faded, and the shame in his eyes had already turned into confusion and uneasiness.

At this moment, Zhao Ling'er lifted the curtain and walked in, looking at her next to the bookcase who was holding her jaw in a daze, she couldn't help but smile slightly, now she often looks at the young master in a daze, so others don't know her feelings for someone that secular people can't understand, but she is clear.

"Let's finish eating and then let's figure out what to do. She quipped.

It is precisely because of her intimacy with Zhao Ling'er that her mind was discovered by her, so Duanmurong was slightly embarrassed and annoyed when facing her, Duanmurong's mood was a little uneasy, and suddenly listening to Zhao Ling'er's words, she couldn't help but become more and more ashamed. She has never been ashamed in her life, because she has never pleased anyone, but now her heart has been exposed by her affectionate senior sister, where can she not be ashamed?

She held her slightly round pink cheeks with her hands, blinked her eyelashes slightly, and her red and thin lips pursed into a straight line, looking at the pile of bags that had been carefully arranged in the corner of the tent, and suddenly said with a slight annoyance: "Send these bags to him." ”

Zhao Ling'er smiled and said, "I don't have time." ”

Duanmu Rong turned around, looked at Yaxiu who walked in behind her, and said in a deep voice: "Xiu'er, you are familiar with that guy, and you will send him your bags to the Han camp in a while." ”

Yaxiu scratched her head in confusion and asked, "Why?" Senior Brother said he would come back in a while. ”

Duanmu Rong frowned slightly, and said: "Where is there so much why, he is a Han Chinese, he can't still live with us, send the luggage over, it can be regarded as two clear." ”

The mind is not luggage, because there is no weight, so it is difficult to lift and put down.

At this time, Xu Chen didn't know that the white-clothed girl in the Yuxuanmen camp was ashamed and annoyed and was ready to liquidate her embarrassing emotions and inhumane memories, if he knew the truth of the matter, he would be excited and nervous and speechless, because although he was running wild on the road away from the little people, he really didn't have the consciousness of the big people in his bones.

It was precisely because he didn't know these that he was drinking tea and resting in a tent somewhere in Hanying at this time, which seemed extremely relaxed, after all, it was his own place, both mentally and physically, and he had a real rest under the protection of a sense of security. It's a pity that he can't fully relax yet, because he still has something very important to do.

At dusk, a military order appeared in the Han camp, and the negotiating general summoned all the troops to gather and announce the results of today's deliberations.

Xu Chen lifted the curtain of the tent and walked east in the empty camp, and when he came to a place about forty paces away from a tent, he stopped, reached behind his back and drew the jade sword behind his back.

That camp tent belonged to a certain general of the Great Northern Army, and there was a very faint smell of herbs and blood coming from that camp tent, if it wasn't for his five senses after cultivation, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to smell this smell at all.

"After all these days, the bleeding hasn't completely stopped, I really don't know how you survived. ”

Xu Chen thought silently in his heart, at this time, the twilight was like blood, but the clouds above the camp began to fall snow.

A knife light slashed down the head and face, the knife was round, bright as wind and snow, it was a scimitar, and the people in the tent knew that Xu Chen was coming, so Xu Chen couldn't sneak attack.

Xu Chen knew that there were people in the tent, so this scimitar was not a sneak attack for him.

The placket suddenly swayed, Xu Chen's right foot popped out like lightning, and stomped on the root of the sneak attacker's thigh, with a muffled snap, the sneak attacker's body bent up like a shrimp, and the scimitar in his hand slashed into the air and fell heavily on the ground.

With a choking sound, the slender standard saber came out of its sheath and turned into a bright color, which was gently wiped on the man's throat, and the blood spurted out wildly, all the way to the top of the tent.

There was a strong wind on the right side, Xu Chen's head did not return, the two fingers of his left hand were together, and a rune paper suddenly became invisible, and an inexplicable dryness appeared in the tent.

The sneak horse thief clenched the scimitar in both hands, and pounced with the momentum of the forward rush, the speed was extremely fast, as if he was about to split Xu Chen's entire body, but everything did not happen, what he slashed was not Xu Chen, but a sea of blazing white fire.

The flames in the air of the tent were suddenly extinguished, but the flames on the horse thief's head were still burning, and the scimitar in his hand did not cut the umbrella or the people, but only the air.

Xu Chen had already staggered and turned around to wait to the side, looking at the face of the horse thief who was beginning to deform and melt in the flames, looking at his last frightened eyes, looking at his wide lips and wanting to let out an exclamation, sinking down and swinging the knife.

The blade flashed, and the flaming head flew toward the tent.

The blood that spurted from the blood cavity of the thief's neck spurted to the top of the tent again, and the blood of his companions pooled together.

Xu Chen held the knife in his right hand and continued to walk silently towards the tent.

The headless corpse fell with a thud behind him, and there was not the slightest emotion on his face.

He had no mercy for these horse thieves or those who pretended to be horse thieves, whether it was or was ever since.

The thief's burning head rolled on the ground until it reached the tent, and was about to stop at the edge of a sleeping mat, when the burnt flame was extinguished.

On the sleeping mat lay a pale-faced middle-aged man, extremely thin and weak, one shoulder was tightly bound by a cloth, still some blood was oozing, and the stench of rotting flesh could be faintly smelled.

The middle-aged man stared at Xu Chen, who was gradually approaching, and suddenly his eyes suddenly shone brightly, and his body trembled violently, looking extremely painful, but extremely resolute.

In the tent, the vitality of heaven and earth suddenly became disordered, and a cold wind rose for no reason, and there was not a trace of it that could pierce into Xu Chen's sea of knowledge.

"Since you have been ordered to come and kill me, you must know very well who I am. ”

Xu Chen walked up to the pale-faced middle-aged man, looked at him condescendingly, and said calmly: "I admit that your spiritual power is indeed powerful, but even if you are intact, how can you still dare to hope to defeat Lu Yin's disciple when I am prepared, not to mention that you are now so seriously injured." ”

"And do you think the wound on the severed arm is slow to recover? Even if you keep peeling the carrion, you still can't stop the wound from festering? Actually, it's because there's something on my knife. ”

Xu Chen raised his right arm and stretched out the standard saber in front of the middle-aged man's face, the standard saber was cold and shining, except for those complicated runes, there was nothing special to see.

"The person who instructed you to kill me, as well as yourself, knew that I was the descendant of Master Lu Yin, so that day under the meadow, several of my killing moves were blocked by you. But it's a pity that you don't know two things about me. ”

There was a middle-aged man lying on the seat, his face was unusually pale, because he forced out the last accumulated spiritual power in Zhihai, he had no power to fight back at this time, listening to Xu Chen's calm narration, his eyes subconsciously revealed a look of fear, as a strong cultivator, he really couldn't understand that Xu Chen, as a personal disciple of Xuanwei and Lu Yin, would hide so many vicious and vicious descendants in addition to his cultivation methods.

"I'm sure you won't have any combat power at this time, but after all, you are a spirit control master of the Five Realms and a big shot in my Northeast Border Army, so I have to be vigilant, so I'm sorry. ”

With the word sorry out, Xu Chen waved the standard saber in his hand again, the knife light flashed suddenly, the middle-aged man did not die, but an extremely terrifying blood wound appeared on his shoulder again, and the last remaining arm also left his body!

The middle-aged man turned around and looked at his shoulder with difficulty, confirming that his arms were all broken, and he couldn't help but feel all his thoughts shattered, and then he felt an unbearable pain rushing from his shoulder into his brain in an instant, and he couldn't help but let out a terrible howl.

Xu Chen put the knife back into its sheath, found a few pieces of old cloth in the camp tent, stuffed one into his mouth, and wrapped the rest around the wound on his shoulder.

While lowering his head to seriously heal the middle-aged man, he said: "There are two things I said about me that you don't know, in addition to the one I said, there is another thing that my character is flawed. ”

"Although I started practicing, I am still not an outsider, so there are many things that I can't bring up and can't let go, such as if you want to kill me, I will definitely take revenge, and why did you kill me. ”

Xu Chen finished bandaging, sat down next to the middle-aged man, took out the old cloth from his mouth, and said, "You will definitely not be able to lift anything in the future, so you have to learn to let go, such as those stupid loyalty and the like." ”

If it is said that he wants to torture to extract a confession, where is the reason for cutting off the opponent's arm with a knife, but he did so, directly forcing the opponent into a desperate situation, and then began to interrogate at this time...... It seems that the cold-blooded and unreasonable behavior is actually extremely reasonable, if it is not such a cold and clueless spiritual impact, how can it break the heart of a strong cultivator?

The middle-aged man closed his eyes in pain, his dry lips pursed, and he seemed to be very afraid that once his lips opened, he would involuntarily say what the other party wanted to know.

Xu Chen looked at him and said calmly: "It's useless to pretend to be desperate, as long as you live, there is still hope, you are still alive at this time, so you have to give an explanation for some things." ”

"Like, who are you?"