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 those picturesque women, flower-like women?

Liu Jian had a series of questions in his heart, and he was inexplicably looking forward to it.

If there is no trace of spring dreams, it is naturally excellent, and it can also exercise internal breath in sleep, and it can be pleasing to the eye, killing two birds with one stone. But if the spring dream leaves traces, this makes people quite depressed, and always makes something appear out of thin air to scare people, which is also a kind of physical and mental torture.

Approaching the bright light, Liu Jian heard the deafening killing cry, and the breath of Xiao Se and killing came to his face, which was bloody and mixed with a thick aura......

Isn't it a spring dream this time? Or is it that he has killed too many people these days, so that he has such a dream? Liu Jian frowned, his right hand unconsciously touched his chest, and the iron chess pieces he was carrying were still there, which made him breathe a little relieved.

The light suddenly flashed, and a strong cold light bloomed in front of Liu Jian's eyes, making him unconsciously close his eyes and cover his face with his hands. There was a violent sound of breaking the air, and Liu Jian saw it before he was closed, it was a slightly curled, blood-soaked big knife, slashing straight at his shoulder.

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

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

The roll was just right, and he dodged the slash in some embarrassment, but there was a sharp pain in his waist. Looking down, there was a hole in his waist for some reason, and blood was pouring out like a bank.

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. Covering his lower abdomen, he found that he was wearing a heroic armor, which was no longer the original long clothes, and he could feel that his entire figure was also much more burly and slender.

Taking a deep breath, the noise in his ears instantly became clear, Liu Jian knelt there on one knee, his vision was only cold and hot scarlet 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, is it to protect the carriage, or to protect the lady!?

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

Liu Jian picked up the spear on the side, touched a handful of gravel, and struggled to stand up with the spear, his eyes sharp and calm, staring at the movements of the strong man.

"Suffer death! I will let you die without a whole corpse! Go down to the Yellow Spring, 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...... What kind of dreams?!

No, everything around him was so real, there was no jumping and hazy in any dream, 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 shocked, but he didn't have time to care about it that much, because the bloodied killing god had already raised his blade-curling broadsword, apparently trying to split himself in half.

The gravel he was holding was behind his right hand, and many of the stones were thrown away by him, leaving only one gravel of moderate size and hardness. The moment the strong man raised his sword, Liu Jian's right hand suddenly flicked, and a black light carried a strong wind through the strong man's throat......

The figure of the strong man with his knife raised stood there, his eyes full of disbelief, and his throat burst into a terrible bloody hole, and blood gushed out.

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

Liu Jian arched his hand and signaled the big man to go with peace of mind. The battle of life and death, who cares about your morality, if you have hydrated lime in hand, the master doesn't mind a handsome result for you.

With a clang, the big knife hit the ground, and then there was a muffled sound when the strong man fell to the ground.

There was a brief silence around the blood-stained carriage, which had been gorgeous. The soldiers on both sides of the fight were staring at the fallen body of the strong man, and they were a little incredulous for a while, this was the iron man of the whole army of Wuguan......

Liu Jian shouted on the side: "Look at what you see! Concentrate on killing the enemy!"

He is now the commander of a group of people around him, and his shouting and scolding 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 door curtain of this carriage was behind the horse's buttocks, which was slightly different from the carriage with the door at the end 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. This feeling is 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, which was due to excessive blood loss, and his mind was also a little drowsy. But now he can't faint, and he doesn't dare to faint.

Although he kept telling himself that it was a dream, the feeling of facing death when the big knife slashed was so real that he didn't dare to relax 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 helped her.

Looking at the starry eyebrows, Liu Jian could also tell from her smooth skin that she was not old. The fighting and bloodshed 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, just because Liu Jian whispered in her ear:

"Be careful, 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, 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 stone was imprinted into the throat of a general-like man, he snatched a horse and jumped on it with his wound covered. 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. At this time, the most important thing is to be able to escape, and those officers and soldiers who desperately killed the enemy to cover his retreat can only say sorry.

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 the last cry came out of their mouths:

"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 seems that he heard the woman's call 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?

Will it be in the house next to Fengmanlou when you open your eyes? Did you wake up from a dream? Or did you not wake up? Or did Zhuang Zhou dream of a butterfly and a dream of Nan Ke......

I don't know where the strength came from, Liu Jian let out a moan in his throat, and soon felt the wet water droplets hit his lips, bit by bit very gently, but let him recover his spirit 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 tinkling of mountain spring water, Liu Jian's spirit has recovered a lot.

She is naturally gentle, but with some 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.

Liu Jian's pale face showed a hint of a smile, "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 script of Qin Shihuang's death.

"I've really met you,"

"General, please respect yourself. ”

She said this again, put the bamboo tube aside, retracted her jade hand into her cloak, and pulled out a dagger from her sleeve......

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, and the jade hand stretched out in the cloak grasped a silk handkerchief. Touching Liu Jian's forehead through a handkerchief, she whispered, "Is it madness?"

"Not you?"

Liu Jian still insisted, and his persistence came from the man's 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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