After a brief suffocation, someone finally spoke on the hill, which was what the little boy said.

"Mother, uncle, is there no one in our army who can kill that barbarian?"

When asked, this sentence seemed to break a secret that could not be told. The Qiang leader, wearing golden armor and long braids, turned his head and glanced at the little boy. The sharp eagle eyes had a rare gentleness, and he finally broke his throat.

"Jiang Yixia, I want you to help me kill that Han man!"

"Subordinate to obey the order!"

The Central Plains swordsman guarding the little boy responded.

This person is less than thirty years old. Although he is young, half of his hair and eyebrows are gray, which gives people a kind of vicissitudes that are not matched by his age. It is no wonder that although the little prince has always been protected by him, he always feels that he is not very comfortable with the abyss.

After Jiang Yixia left, the little prince and the big leader looked at each other, but quickly evacuated their respective gazes.

"Soul, you have to look at it carefully. This kind of master fights is very rare."

The little boy known as the soul smiled and replied: "If Jiang Yixia loses, I'm afraid Uncle Wang will let the crossbowman shoot that person again, it's a pity."

Any enemy, in the style of the Qiang tribe, only needs to be eliminated. The little prince seems to be familiar with this.

The great leader avoided answering, sighed and said slowly, "Are you worried about him? Haha, was you feeling compassion? This is unusual. Guard Jiang practiced the Shura Ningshuang sword intent, which is a world-wide sword. This set of sword-making is rumored to kill people in one step and three steps to kill gods. And his weapon "Shuangjue" is even more famous, and comes from a master of the Kushan Empire in the Great Western Regions. I think that in ten years, there have been as many kings as many as five or six of the kings of the Western Regions... So, Hun'er, although this Han man will die, he is considered dead!"

"I still want to wait and see who is so powerful! If such a talent is used by our Qiang tribe, it will definitely make a big contribution. If it were me, I wouldn't let Guard Jiang kill him."

The prince has other insights.

The stunning princess smiled, gently swept off the snow on the boy's shoulder with her hands, and said in a shallow sense: "Hun'er, Guard Jiang is one of the top experts in thousands of years, and they are also Han people. Why not do it if they let them kill each other? But you are the future king of our Qiang tribe, with a noble status, just know how to control people. This time my uncle takes you out for training, so I need to watch and learn more! Look... When Guard Jiang kills that person later, I will reward you with that little girl. How about being a friend for you?"

Hun looked up at the princess and squeezed out a bitter smile.

"Mother, how could she... be willing to do so? I will not stay with me for such a person."

After saying that, Hun didn't care about the princess' mother's surprised gaze, but looked towards the Sijiao Tower.

The princess smiled and shook her head. She was extremely doting on her soul. With a wave of her hand, the two guards beside her immediately understood and walked as if they were flying down the hillside, preparing to capture Duojiao alive and give it to His Royal Highness the prince as a gift from her mother.

...

In this burning town, too many familiar old friends have died, and too many innocent souls are floating.

From the moment I came back, Yi Shaocheng's dictionary never had the word "leave".

Outside the Four Corner Tower, Yi Shaocheng hugged Duojiao in his arms. The little guy was safe and sound, which made Yi Shaocheng breathe a sigh of relief. But he knew that he had killed the enemy angrily just now, and the noise was too loud. He probably had received the attention of the Qiang warriors. Now more enemies will definitely be surrounded. So he made up a certain determination.

"Girl"

Yi Shaocheng let go of Duojiao, stared at Duojiao's familiar and delicate face carefully, and said, "Jiao'er... If someone chases you later, you just need to run into the mountains, do you know?"

"Dad, I want to be with you!" Duojiao didn't want to.

"Promise Dad!"

Seeing that Yi Shaocheng's eyes were full of sternness, Xiao Lingdang was a little afraid and aggrieved, so she pursed her lips and refused to speak. Then, nodded slightly to agree.

In her eyes, my father has never been as serious as he is today.

Yi Shaocheng breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dad...we will hide in the mountain now, okay?"

Duojiao was very sensible. After recovering, she wiped the sweat beads on Yi Shaocheng's forehead with her hands, and at the same time she also looked at the dense fir forest behind the Sijiao Tower.

There was mist like clouds, the treetops were moving in the wind, the fresh air blew over, and the smell of blood disappeared, but a primitive smell unique to wild grass and trees.

In fact, only Duojiao knew that in the fir trees, there were thrushes who often talked through the window, and occasionally they could see elegant bucks. They had all looked at them, and were not as frightened as they saw other humans.

Instead, it is a soft gaze that touches the heartstrings.

Therefore, whenever Duojiao was painting for them on the four corners of the building, she always felt that she could communicate with these creatures in the forest. The back mountain was the secret garden she had always longed for.

Today, Duojiao finally has the opportunity to find out!

So at this moment, Duojiao even forgot the dangerous situation she was in, and a sweet and innocent smile appeared on her face.

Yi Shaocheng didn't know why Duojiao smiled.

But as long as she is happy, it is best.

Yi Shaocheng also smiled, looking silly. He pushed a strand of black hair on Duojiao's forehead behind his ears and gently scraped the tip of her nose: "Listen to you, let's go to the mountain now!"

The father and daughter looked at each other and laughed, as if they had long forgotten to be in the burning hell.

However, not far behind him, the flames were still burning, and a powerful aura seemed to have been waiting for a long time. This aura was so frightening. It was like a beast in hunting, staring at the prey quietly, and could burst out with terrifying power to destroy everything at any time.

Yi Shaocheng's heart moved: "The master sent by the enemy is indeed here!"

Yi Shaocheng could also feel through intuition that it was a powerful existence—and so powerful that he was not sure to defeat him. Fortunately, the visitor did not seem to intend to destroy this warm moment.

Yi Shaocheng said: "Wait for me!"

Although the man did not answer, he had already agreed.

After hearing this, Duojiao looked at her father with some strange intentions.

"Girl... Let's go~"

Yi Shaocheng stood up in his arms, paused for a moment, and confirmed that the mighty man allowed him to do this, and walked through his courtyard without looking back.

He stretched out the stone steps below and walked into the endless green mountains.

However, the stone steps have an end.

Until the end, Yi Shaocheng put down Duojiao, half-kneeled on the ground and forced a smile out, and said, "Girl!"

"father!"

"Do you still remember what my father said just now?"
Chapter completed!