I heard the soldier cry down and we both fell into the mud and rocks on the river beach. Before he could do anything, the dagger in my boot was inserted into his chest.

His eyes were wide open - a small piece of cotton was stuffed into my heart - he was a boy about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a round face and a bit tender.

I held my breath and looked up, only to find that there were more than a dozen young soldiers standing beside me, all holding big swords, surrounding me. In the darkness, I only saw pairs of bright eyes.

I suddenly turned around and saw the dark river water was air conditioning, but there was no sign of my master.

I grabbed the thick rope around my waist and pulled it back hard.

A sword light hit me in front of me.

My sword was faster than the sword light, and I cut it in half with one sword. I exclaimed in surprise, and my left hand pulled it hard again, and I saw that about seven or eight feet downstream from my position, a familiar figure rushed out from the water surface.

I was overjoyed and saw the man jumping over five or six feet and falling into the river again. I wanted to use my strength to help him again, but I heard someone crying: "Cut off the rope!"

Four or five sword lights waved at my hand, and three or four □□s stabbed forward and backward.

I was furious. At this time, the master was still six or seven feet away from the shore. It was just the moment my life was hanging! My left hand loosened the rope, and the Jue was already in my hand, and the light was shining!

With a continuous killing move, seven or eight soldiers fell down beside me instantly. The remaining four or five people stood there and did not move, looking at me blankly - Du Zeng's soldiers were just like this. Why are they stunned at the critical moment of life and death?

I groaned, grabbed the rope with my left hand and jumped seven or eight feet forward-

A figure flew out of the water, jumped over the water, and barely landed on the shore.

I felt relieved and raised my sword to the remaining people. They turned around and ran. I hesitated and rushed forward, with one sword, and they didn't even have time to make a scream.

They were probably a small team that Du Zeng put here out of caution - after all, such a remote terrain and no one has ever been able to pass the natural danger since ancient times! Most people would not forge defenses here. But these dozen people never expected that the Youshui River, which was far away from the battlefield, would be the place where they died?

Turning around, I saw that the master had wrapped the rope connecting his body to the opposite bank on the tree and tied it tightly. He shook three times vigorously, and a black shadow swelled across the street. I untied the rope connected to the master and stood shoulder to shoulder with him behind the rope.

"Your sword is much more cruel than when you left Jiankang," said the master.

I didn't say anything. Actually, I also noticed that after the Battle of Mianzhou, I seemed to be inclined to killer moves.

Zhan Qinghong, you are now, are you killing someone like a numb?

"Use the knife!" The master's face was bleak and decisive under the moonlight.

"I don't know that you can use the sword to such a state. But the sword has bound you, and you are more suitable for using the sword, and you will definitely feel more fulfilling! With time, it will be difficult for you to be your opponent as a teacher and Wen You!"

Use a knife?

Like Huo Yang, he was as murderous as a beast? I was a little moved and a little nervous.

Is this considered, Master’s affirmation?

I smiled and said, "Master, I still want to get married. The knife is so bloody, it is not as beautiful as Jian Siwen!"

But he didn't laugh: "Nonsense!"

A soldier gently landed in front of us. Then the second, the third... Nine soldiers climbed quietly from the opposite shore along the rope we connected. The ropes on their bodies were connected to the opposite shore - the rope bridge turned into ten.

Are you... looking at me? I just felt my heart suddenly stagnant, and then itchy with some unexplainable things. It was a little sour, sweet, and itchy, but more, itchy.

He turned his head and whispered to Zhou Fang, walking away.

But my face became hotter and hotter, so I had to lower my head.

Zhan Qinghong, you are fucking sick!

I slapped myself hard again, but the sound was not loud, but it used three-point force, so painful that half of my face seemed to fall off immediately.

I covered my face and raised my head. Lin Fang and others had already walked away. Only the soldiers around me looked squinting and expressionless, standing silently like the trees beside them.

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"Wen You, Wen You...Lin Fang, Lin Fang...Zhan Qinghong, have you been with Wen You for life? But why have you been uneasy by Lin Fang's every move these days?

Do you like Lin Fang and don’t like Wen You anymore?”

A familiar voice rang in my mind and asked aggressively.

I wanted to shout, "No! Of course not!"

"If you don't speak, you're just accusation?" said the extremely familiar and crisp voice with some smugness.

I was angry and said silently in a hoarse voice: "You are talking nonsense! I like Wen You the most! I made an appointment with him to go to the world of the world! But he is too busy now and he is too busy to ignore me! He won't want me!"

The voice said again: "He hasn't sent you a letter for more than half a year. He must have liked another girl!"

"You're talking nonsense!" I said hatefully, "He is the best man, the best, the best martial arts skills, he regards me very seriously and will never let him down!"

"Damn it, you like Lin Fang because Wen You neglects you, right?" the voice cursed.

"No! I don't like Lin Fang! I already have Wen You!" I suddenly realized, "I recognize your voice! You are, you are, you are Zhan Qinghong!"

Zhan Qinghong?

Am I just Zhan Qinghong?

"Hong'er...Hong'er..." A cold voice suddenly penetrated.

I suddenly opened my eyes and sat up in horror. The man in front of me hurriedly avoided his body, but I didn't get hit with me.

"Have you had a nightmare?" Lin Fang's face looked a little unfavorable.

I didn't make a sound, raised my hand and wiped away the sweat from my forehead. This dream was filled with cold sweat. When I opened my eyes, I saw him.

He took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to me. I didn't answer, jumped up "Teng", stepped forward a few steps, pointed to the fiery red sky not far away, and said proudly: "We have started to attack the city, why don't you call me!"

In my ears, it turned out that the sound of killing had already shook the sky.

"Half an hour ago, the Yangkou Granary and Fengzhangdi lit up beacon fire." Lin Jie said behind me, "Another time in dawn, Mianyang City will be destroyed. General Zhou said, "Let you and Xiahou have a good rest. The casualties in the attack are too great, and he will not bear to let you and the two of you be injured!"

I pulled out my ring: "How can I lose my siege?" I pulled out my legs and left.

A cold voice from Lin Fang came from behind him: "You have never had any experience in siege. Last time Mianzhou just sacrificed your life to defend the city. Stay well and don't run around."

I turned around, and the moonlight happened to shine on his face. His extremely handsome face had unquestionable majesty, but his eyes locked me, warm.

His eyes were always calm and unwavering, even if he smiled, his eyes were distant. But once upon a time, these eyes seemed warm to me, and always had a smile. No matter what I did, I knew that there were such a pair of dark eyes looking at me?

Is there any feeling of being alarmed in those eyes?

Or, it’s just Zhan Qinghong, you have a ghost in your heart, so you regard his concern as a man and a woman?

The voice I heard when I was half asleep and half awake is right - Zhan Qinghong, you are thinking about it because Wen You neglected you!

You already have Wen You, but you have a ghost in your heart!

I turned around and stopped looking at him.

"No! I'm going!" I heard my voice saying, "I'm going to attack the city!"
Chapter completed!