Although this voice is very light, it cannot be compromised.

The Qiang princess raised her head and showed a delicate face that surprised Yanzhu.

And when Yanzhu was approaching her cheeks, there was a hint of expectation in her eyes.

"Please...Please...Prince spares us. I am the concubine of the Bai Qiang tribe, and he will definitely be willing to redeem me!"

The eldest princess shook her head and stood up to her back to the mother and son.

"How can such a beauty be wasted? Take it and treat it well. Continue to move eastward, and I will find the great witch immediately now!"

Yanzhu ordered, her tone was firm.

"As for your order, Your Highness!"

As the ship set sail again, a narrow and long ice-breaking belt was left on the frozen sun river.

It was almost evening, the snowflakes had stopped and the air was cold.

The sky of the Western Pole shines in the red for a long time. The dark weather that had been broken for a whole afternoon finally improved a little.

After a while, a bunch of furry water ghosts poked their heads out of the ice-breaking belt of the Sun River. Among them, there was a strong human boy with the most courage and the first to climb onto the ice.

This is a large group of water ghosts. They felt a lot of things happening on it under the ice, but they dared not appear. It was not until the ship was far away and Wuya led many subordinates to sneak up on it to explore.

The group of water ghosts finally came to the camp of the Qiang Yongs. After searching, they found a lot of food. Human food was the most delicious, and they all made ecstatic "clogs".

Because they were taught by Yi Shaocheng, they all knew how to use weapons, so things like swords, armor and spears were dragged together to the Jiuzhou Cave, and from then on, they had new guys.

...

Swipe the snow on your shoulders and return to the corner tower.

Yi Shaocheng put down his arms and skillfully ignited a brazier.

The light suddenly shines, and the indoor temperature is getting warmer.

During the process of Yi Shaocheng's fire, a drop of sweat rolled down, landed on Yi Shaocheng's cheek, and invaded along the rolled wound.

Yi Shaocheng frowned. Although he didn't say it, the twitching of his muscles on his face proved his feeling at this moment.

The scar is so hot!

In the bronze mirror, the wound on the cheek was so shocking. When you touch it with your hands, it was a little swollen and cracked, and a lot of water was oozing out.

"How can this work? Thinking back then, I was still a handsome young man, how could I become as ugly as a ghost in hell?"

Yi Shaocheng laughed at himself, while Duojiao opened the curtain and walked into the courtyard, and took the initiative to chat with the great witch Qinghai Yi.

...

Yi Shaocheng looked at them outside the window silently and fell into deep thought.

Intuition tells herself that this woman who calls herself the Left Holy Messenger is not that kind of vicious person. Otherwise, she could have killed herself when she was the weakest and directly robbed Duojiao away.

But this does not mean that the arrival of Qinghai Yi will make Yi Shaocheng willing to let Duojiao leave with her.

The six-year relationship between father and daughter is like a mineral spring dripping on a lactostone. Every inch of growth requires countless time to cultivate. And the day when Duojiao came to Hepan Town, he experienced many days and nights and many happy smiles, which brought in Yi Shaocheng's mind.

However, Yi Shaocheng knew better.

Duojiao will leave her sooner or later - she is her treasure, and she is also the princess of Dian Kingdom and the daughter of Dian King. Even so, she is destined to be extraordinary, and this day will come sooner or later. The left saint envoys of the Heyou Shen Cult have found herself. It is not difficult to infer that more troubles will follow one after another.

Moreover, can I protect her for a while, and can I protect her for the rest of my life? I forcefully keep Duojiao by my side and protect her for the rest of my life. Duojiao will only be as ordinary as myself, but she... does not belong to this ordinary path after all.

Under the shadow of the fire, the contradictions destroyed Yi Shaocheng.

In a state of contemplation, he unconsciously carried a wine pot and drank a sip of wine, and finally seemed to have made up his mind.

"If this Qinghai Yi can protect Duojiao from being safe in Dian Kingdom and return to the position of princess, I will believe her once. If there is any gap, even if I die, I will let her accompany us to bury her!"

This idea was certain, and he was confused about Yi Shaocheng's troubles for many years, and even his eyes became firm.

But as Yi Shaocheng gulps of strong wine, the scars on his face invaded the wound again, as if reminding the man who was grinning that this face was really time to repair it immediately.

Sudden!

An angry shout came from the delicate voice behind him.

"Dad, you are so brave. Who made you so fiercely drink!"

I saw Duojiao standing aside with her hips on her hips, her eyes coldly as if she was asking questions.

Yi Shaocheng was most afraid of the prohibition of alcohol, so he had to show that I would definitely repent next time. He pretended to cough twice and hung the wine pot on the wall again. Only then did the two of them return to normal.

"Dad, sit down."

"What's up!"

"Sit down!"

Duojiao pulled Yi Shaocheng to sit on the small stool, then stood on tiptoe and looked at the wound on Yi Shaocheng's face. Her delicate and beautiful little face became more and more serious.

"It's really serious, but I have a good idea... Dad, do you think this is OK?"

Duojiao changed her mind and suddenly gave Yi Shaocheng a surprise, and saw that there was a slender medicine bottle in her hand.

The bottle is rather peculiar in shape, slender and smooth.

Yi Shaocheng couldn't help but ask in surprise: "This is... girl, this is not like the golden sore medicine at home! Where did it come from?"

"This is given by the beautiful big sister outside the house. She said that the wound can be treated without leaving any scars! Dad... Get closer, I will apply it on for you. It will be cured soon!"

"Wait, that woman is so kind?"

Yi Shaocheng was half-believing and half-doubted, and then he sniffed it deeply at the mouth of the bottle.

In addition to the fragrance of pollen, the bottle also contains a hint of bitter herbal smell. Yi Shaocheng felt very comfortable and knew that this was a good product for treating trauma at first smell.

This also made Yi Shaocheng even more strange. He stared at Duojiao and asked seriously: "Girl, be honest, did you agree to the Left Saint Messenger with your back? Otherwise, why are they so kind to me?"

"No, no, no, I didn't promise her anything. I just said... I just said... I just said that if someone could heal the wound on my father's face, it would be the best person to me. Dad, are you surprised? I gave me this medicine bottle. She also said that she never likes to be favored by others. Since she came to our house as a guest, it would be a small gift!"

Duojiao doesn't seem to be lying, and she still has a smug expression on her face.

"My God, you are no different from robbing."

Yi Shaocheng touched his forehead and felt a little hot - Duojiao did this, even felt ashamed of himself.
Chapter completed!