The fire ignited, and it kept jumping and shining on the torch.

The delicate girl rode on a war horse, holding a torch, facing the village, with a pretty face with a look of sadness and strength.

In her arms, a tall man was hugging tightly. His body had been replaced by blood clothes, and was replaced by clean clothes, but the clothes of the Liao people found from the village were carefully selected by Di Liniang, and it looked almost the same as those of the Song people.

He still closed his eyes tightly and was in a coma. The long-term battle had caused him to overdraw his strength and he was angry and attacked his heart. Once he was in a coma, he would be unable to wake up again.

The air was filled with bloody smell. The fierce battle after the rain made the village streets full of corpses of Liao soldiers, and blood mixed with water, flowing on the ground, dyed red everywhere.

Flames were lit everywhere in the village. Although fires were not easy to cause after the rain, after most wooden houses were ignited by torches, the unmanned village that had experienced bloody killings was finally ignited.

The flames mixed with thick smoke rushed into the sky. The fire gradually became strong, swallowing up the entire village and a large number of Liao soldiers who died in battle and burned into the fire.

Di Liniang turned her horse's head and rode her horse in the distance. Behind her, several heroic war horses were connected by long ropes, and she walked with her.

The remaining war horses in the village were driven out of the village by Di Liniang before the fire broke out. These war horses were the good horses she selected and were taken away together for later use.

Although she had several war horses, she still stubbornly hugged Luo Dacheng in a coma and refused to let him go. But after being injured, she was also exhausted and could not lift her true energy. In order to prevent Luo Dacheng from falling off the horse due to her sore and soft arms, she could only tie Luo Dacheng to her body with a rope, gasping gently, and galloping towards the distance.

When passing by the wilderness in front of the village, Di Liniang's eyes suddenly widened in surprise: In the vast wilderness, the bodies of Liao soldiers were lying down everywhere, with hundreds of people.

This is obviously Luo Dacheng's masterpiece. In addition to the Liao soldiers who killed each other in a madness, many Liao soldiers were killed with one knife and still holding swords and guns in their hands, and fell to the ground in a fighting posture. Some Liao soldiers were running and caught up by Luo Dacheng from behind and cut off the back of their necks with one knife. In terms of running skills, these Liao soldiers could not compare with Luo Dacheng even on horseback, so how could they easily escape in front of him?

Di Liniang couldn't bear to turn her face, hugged the man in her arms tightly, and ran towards the distant mountains with all the war horses.

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The swaying fire brought a hint of warmth to the dark cave.

This is a spacious cave, which is clean and tidy everywhere. Next to the cave wall deep in the cave, Luo Dacheng closed his eyes tightly, lay on the thick hay and bedding, and fell asleep deeply.

Beside him, there was a beautiful girl kneeling beside him and taking care of him carefully. The fire shone on her body, reflecting her graceful and slender figure.

Her age looks only fourteen or fifteen years old. The beautiful girl's face is faintly filled with a hint of sorrow, and her clear and bright eyes are covered with mist. She looks at him quietly, gentle and full of pity, as if this young and strong man is the child she wants to take good care of.

The fire in the middle of the night reflected the light on her jade face. Her white and red face was faintly translucent and crystal skin, with an indescribable charm, making her look so beautiful and cute.

Under the flames, the body of this flowery girl exudes a pure atmosphere, as if carved from ice and jade, so pure and cute that it is breathtakingly.

The expression on her face was extremely gentle. She knelt on the ground and quietly looked at Luo Dacheng who was sleeping. In the cave, the breeze hit, waving the hair beside her face and gently floated.

The fire swayed on her face. Her face was still tender and beautiful, but it had already brought a hint of mature and sexy charm. Only women who married women could have this charm.

In the night, this charming little woman was accompanied by her man, quietly pondering, and there was silence in the entire cave.

The tiny and innocent hands slowly stretched out and gently stroked Luo Dacheng's handsome and rough face. The beautiful girl, in her beautiful eyes like autumn water, had her eyes flowing. With the firelight, she looked at the sleeping man, the pity and tenderness in her eyes, as if she wanted to melt him.

Under the flames, the girl in the middle of the night was quietly thinking about her thoughts, and her fingers stroking Luo Dacheng's cheeks became more and more gentle, as if she was worried that she would wake him up.

The man in front of her is her lifelong support - even if she can make a fortune through the world with her own art, she can still feel warmth and peace of mind only by snuggling beside him, even if he is sleeping soundly now.

He is tall and majestic, and he is gentle and caring for his wife, and he does not beat women all day long like other men in his hometown. Being able to have such a husband is already the luck in the girl's dream.

Thinking of everything he had experienced with him, a faint blush appeared on the girl's pretty face, her teeth nippled her cherry lips slightly, her head slightly lowered, and her slender hands gently covered her cheeks, feeling her face slightly hot.

He is not perfect, and always has some shortcomings that embarrass Di Liniang - he is a little reckless, sometimes has a more irritable temper, and is a little lustful... Thinking of his beginning and development with him, he would make excuses to hug him every day and take advantage of him, and finally he... the girl's cheeks were burning like a fire, hot, as bright as a red cloud.

Now, she had guessed that the "harmony of Yin and Yang" he said was used to deceive her, and she was confused. She gave up the principle she had always adhered to for the sake of his martial arts advancement, and was easily deceived by him... But she still fell in love with him so foolishly. In the girl's heart, she could not hold anything except him. Even though she knew that he was lying to her, she was still willing, only hoping to be with him and not be driven away by him.

He is really good at lying... A hint of melancholy and sadness appeared on the girl's pure and delicate face - if one day, he is really tired of himself and cheats him and sells him, what should he do?

The stories of unfaithful men I had heard in the past came to my mind. After cheating all the money from their wives, the men in those stories would sell their wives to others as their wives to get the last amount of money.
Chapter completed!