There was another bright light between the misty heaven and earth, like the only exit from this gray world, Liu Jian was dragged by the air around him, and his figure floated over uncontrollably.

Again, why is it again? Yes, that spring dream, that dream that is still fresh in my memory, is also this gray and white.

Why did you suddenly fall asleep? This time it's still a spring dream? Will you see the picturesque woman and the flower-like woman?

If there is no trace of spring dreams, it is naturally excellent, and you can also exercise internal breath in your sleep. But often spring dreams always leave traces, which makes people quite depressed, and always makes things appear out of thin air to scare people, but it is also a kind of physical and mental torture.

Before approaching the bright light, Liu Jian suddenly heard the deafening killing shout, and a solemn breath came to his face, which was bloody mixed with a thick aura.

Liu Jian frowned, one hand unconsciously touched his chest, and the iron chess piece he was carrying was still there, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

The light flashed suddenly, and a strong cold light bloomed in front of Liu Jian's eyes, and he unconsciously closed his eyes. But a violent sound of breaking the air came, and Liu Jian saw it before he closed his eyes, it was a slightly curled, blood-soaked big knife, slashing at his shoulder.

Dreaming of being cut down? How far have you been masochistic?

But subconsciously, Liu Jian controlled his body to react and rolled to the side flexibly.

This roll dodged the slash a little embarrassed, but there was a sharp pain in his waist, and when he looked down, he had a hole in his waist for some reason, and rolling blood was gushing out.

Fortunately, the internal breath in the body reacted quickly, surging to the wound and squeezing the upper and lower muscles.

With Zhang Qing's guidance for half a month, his use of internal breath has naturally increased, but he still doesn't know any moves to kill the enemy. When he covered his lower abdomen, he found that he was wearing a heroic armor, which was no longer the original long clothes, showing his current identity.

Taking a deep breath, the noise in his ears was instantly clear, Liu Jian knelt there on one knee, and there was only cold and hot scarlet in his sight except for black and white, and the fighting battle group was on top of the corpses all over the ground, tragic and glued.

"General!"

"Kill!"

"Madame Protection!"

"Protect the carriage!"

Madame, the carriage, there was indeed a carriage on her left, but the two horses pulling the carriage had been killed by random arrows.

Uncle, whether to let yourself protect the carriage or protect the lady!

Before he could figure out the situation, the strong man who had just chopped him came over with his knife raised, and the iron armor on his body also showed bloody wounds, obviously not clear.

Liu Jian picked up the spear on the side, touched a handful of gravel, and stood up with the spear with difficulty.

"Suffer death! I will let you die without a whole corpse! Go down to the Yellow Spring to see how you explain to your ancestors and ancestors!"

The strong man had a sinister smile on the corner of his mouth, and the big knife in his hand was clenched by him, and he walked towards Liu Jian's body, which seemed to be about to fall to the ground at any time. "Surrender the Manchu Tartars, and you are destined to have this day!"

Manchu Tartars, anti-Qing and restoring sight, Nyima himself...... It's time to cross over again!

Yes, everything around him was so real, there was no jump and haze in any dreams, and he still felt a faint pain on his body, and the big knife in front of him made him feel a fierce murderous aura.

How can it hurt to dream?

Liu Jian was in no mood to care so much, because the bloodied Killing God had already raised the bladed broadsword, obviously trying to split himself in half.

The gravel he was holding was behind his right hand, and he threw away many of the stones, and in the end there was only one left. The moment the strong man raised his sword, Liu Jian's right hand suddenly flicked, and a black light passed through the strong man's throat with a strong wind......

The figure of the strong man with his sword raised stood there, his eyes full of disbelief, and the terrible blood hole in his throat had been broken.

Even if the trachea is broken, the strong man who dies and doesn't know his name will scold: "Hello...... Despicable!"

Damn, you're going to kill your brother, what's the difference between dark and green greetings?

The battle of life and death, who cares about your morality, if you have hydrated lime in hand, my brother doesn't mind a handsome result for you.

With a clang, the big knife slammed into the ground, and then there was a muffled sound of the strong man falling to the ground.

There was a brief silence around the blood-stained carriage, and the soldiers on both sides of the battle looked at the figure of the strong man who had fallen, and for a moment there was some disbelief. This is the iron man of the whole army...... Liu Jian shouted on the side:

"Concentrate on killing the enemy!"

He is now the commander of a group of people around him, and his shouting also made more than a dozen officers and soldiers around him react, swinging his sword and slashing the enemy who was half a beat slower to recover.

More than a dozen officers and soldiers quickly gathered around the carriage, but they still couldn't break through on the official road where thousands of people were fighting. Somehow, a voice in his heart kept telling Liu Jian that he wanted to protect the people in the carriage from leaving this place safely.

Stumbling towards the curtain of the carriage, the curtain of this carriage was behind the horse's buttocks, which was slightly different from the carriage with the door behind the door that Liu Jian had seen in Fengmanlou.

Covering his wounds, he pushed away the soldiers who wanted to help him, stretched out his hand and opened the curtain of the carriage......

It was a face covered by a thick veil, a figure covered by a black cloak, and it seemed that only in this way could she be a normal woman and not cause other troubles.

For some reason, Liu Jian felt that he had seen this lady, and this feeling was very strange, between the old man and Pingshui, she seemed to have spoken to him.

"Madam, please get out of the car. ”

Liu Jian's lips were a little chapped, this was due to excessive blood loss, but now he couldn't faint. Although he kept telling himself in his heart that this was a dream, the feeling of facing death when the big knife slashed was so real that he didn't dare to slack off at all.

The woman in the carriage didn't say anything, calmly got up and bent over, and jumped out of the one-meter-high carriage herself, but no one around the officers and soldiers dared to support her.

Looking at the starry eyebrows, Liu Jian could also tell from her smooth skin that she was not old. But the fight at this time did not make her change color in the slightest, and she could read the arrogance and coldness, the indifference and loneliness in her eyes.

"Don't you help me?"

Liu Jian's ghost came out of nowhere, making the lady look at him with a little surprise for a while, and the pair of jade hands poked out under the cloak, and the condensed white jade could not describe what it was, and directly took Liu Jian's soul.

However, the surrounding killing shouts were approaching, and a wave of rushing hostile soldiers brought Liu Jian back to his senses.

There was some contempt in the woman's eyes, what was she contempting for?And soon, her contempt turned into a little stunned, and finally into a little complicated, because Liu Jian whispered in her ear:

"I'll take you out. ”

"Kill!"

The soldier's hideous roar shocked Liu Jian's spirit, and he bent down to pick up a handful of gravel on the ground, and began to kill the rushing soldiers.

The tragic fighting resumed, and Liu Jian was surrounded by officers and soldiers and walked towards one side, the people gathered around him increased and decreased, and the killing shouts rose and fell.

Every time he felt that there was no enemy in front of him, but out of nowhere, another batch of kills made him tired of coping, and his fingers were about to be red and swollen.

And every time he is besieged and cornered, in despair, he will kill a group of reinforcements, shouting 'Madame General go quickly', and write loyalty with his life.

Finally, when his pebble had hidden into the throat of a general-like enemy, he grabbed a horse, covered his wounds, and jumped up. Reaching out to grab the pair of Rouyi, the lady's eyebrows furrowed slightly, probably because he was scratching and hurting.

He pulled the woman up, sat down on the horse, and walked away along the official road.

More than a dozen officers and soldiers who had been following him had died to the last three or four, and at this time they were turning to face the surging enemy troops, and their mouths let out their last shouts.

"Kill!"

I don't know how long I galloped, every forest entered the forest, every mountain crossed the mountain, and when Liu Jian was dizzy and unconscious, the woman in front of him fell unconscious......

It seemed that he heard the woman's anxious shout again, but the name he shouted was very unfamiliar to him, not 'Xiaochunzi', nor Liu Jian. His forehead felt a little cool, and his thin little hands wiped his wounds, and he could feel the pain, but his eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them.

Is this really a dream?

Then when you open your eyes, will it be in the house next to Fengmanlou?

I don't know where the strength came from, Liu Jian let out a moan in his throat, and soon felt some wet droplets of water hit his lips, bit by bit very gently, but it made him recover a little.

Slowly opened her eyes, and in a drowsy light, she seemed to see the stars in the sky, and on one side of the stars were her indescribable eyes.

"Are you awake?"

The voice...... Beauty is beautiful, if the lark is ethereal, and like the dingdong light of mountain spring water, Liu Jian's spirit has recovered again. This is innate gentleness, but with a bit of indifference that rejects people thousands of miles away, but this indifference is not deliberately disguised.

Liu Jian could feel that she was indifferent from the inside out, the kind of indifference that was used to seeing Hongchen and tired of seeing right and wrong.

"Who are you? I seem to have met you. ”

"General, please respect yourself. ”

Her cold words made Liu Jian's heart a little gloomy inexplicably, but seeing that she was still gently dripping the dew in the bamboo tube for him, Liu Jian's heart gradually became quiet.

Checkmate?

Fortunately, she is a 'lady' and not a 'princess', otherwise Liu Jian would really think that this is the era of Qin Shihuang's death.

"I've really met you,"

Liu Jian saw that this woman was a little impatient between his eyebrows, and suddenly smiled: "The first time you saw me, you once said: It's just a child." I remember your side face, and I haven't forgotten it yet. ”

The woman frowned, touched Liu Jian's forehead through a handkerchief, and whispered, "Is it mad?"

"Not you?"

Liu Jian still insisted, and his persistence came from that ethereal intuition.

"General, please respect yourself. ”

"Why can't you talk to me about that?"

Liu Jian was suddenly helpless, his eyes looked at the bright stars in the treetops of the forest, but there was a light sigh on his lips.

What's going on......

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