Chapter 215 Arson
The beggar was shocked. Isn't it too inappropriate to be heard by the soldiers outside?
So he quickly prayed, "Old general, give me some face! Don't be so loud. How did the young general and I get along with each other later?
The old general calmed down a little, and the small stool broke under the power of his anger.
The beggar was guilty and timidly stuck out his tongue. Simon Moyi hurriedly took the beggar behind him. He reacted quickly and quickly, and his feelings came from his heart and never dragged him down.
The beggar suddenly realized something. Simon Moyi is not born to act, but only shows the most authentic temperament. In critical moments, it is the best to test a person's temperament, so at this time, Ximen's love and care for her is the most vivid.
In the final analysis, she was wrong from the beginning. Perhaps although she didn't say it directly to Simon, he knew that it was a trick at the moment she agreed to the wedding.
So, he can't get into the play.
Although there are reasons for restraint, it is more of his rejection when he is about to enter the play. For the sake of his father and the beggar, he tried his best to act poorly, but he still couldn't get into the play.
The beggar stared at his mountain-like back, mixed with all kinds of flavors.
The old general squatted on the ground, gasped for a long time, and said discouraged, "Yi'er, Dad can't help you! Don't regret it yourself! I just want to say one more thing to you, the emotions I didn't understand when I was young didn't understand until I was old, but unfortunately it's too late - the daughter-in-law behind you, she is interested in you! You have to seize the opportunity by yourself!"
The beggar's heart jumped. She has never asked her heart for a long time.
Is she interested in Major General Ximen? No, there is absolutely no love!
Who does her heart belong to?
She doesn't know. The confused red dust floats back and there, and in love and being loved, the heart is broken. Can the meaning of what the old general said be called love or love?
The old general looked at Simon Moyi's action and said, "Your courage is commendable, but you have to use the right place. She likes you and you like her. Why do you have to keep that damn distance?
Ximen did not answer silently, and the beggar did not know how to answer.
The old general ate three meals in the morning, noon and evening. He lost his soul and sank into thought.
The beggar and the young general did not dare to speak for fear of stimulating his anger.
In the middle of the night, the old general came to Ximen Moyi's tent and said to them with three glasses of wine: "Tomorrow is the last turning point in my life. Maybe we will see each other for a long time, or maybe we will never see each other. No matter when you have a marriage, the three of us will drink this cup and wait for the decision of luck.
The beggar is so ashamed that the old general regrets. She, who hadn't drunk for many days, picked up the spicy cup and drank it all.
Simon Moyi also looked heavy. Drink together.
It didn't take long for the beggar to feel hotter and dry, and his body became more and more tired. The old general said, "Go inside and rest in your tent."
The beggar barely supported his head and staggered away.
Simon Moyi also felt uncomfortable and said in the heat, "This wine?"
"She is more serious than you. Go and see how she is doing." The old general said.
Ximen was in a panic, his footsteps floated, and walked in. As a result, he was shocked and saw the beggar's peach cheeks, half open star eyes, delicate and soft, losing his clothes crazily.
He felt waves of uncontrollable impulses, and the heat wave almost devoured him. Thanks to his deep ability, he took part of the resistance/desire/fire, and then turned off a little. He predicted that he would not be able to hold on for long. In case of an accident, he wanted to withdraw from the beggar tent.
The old general standing outside the door saw him come out and pushed him into the room again and sighed, "I have never done anything bright in my life. Since I have done such a unprecedented thing, let's admit it frankly. I put 'rejuvenating sweat medicine' in your two wines, which was found from prisoners last time.
The beggar did not completely lose his mind. Suddenly, he heard this sentence and was shocked and afraid, but he couldn't help himself.
"Father!" Simon Moyi said helplessly, "How can you be so confused! There is still a big task tomorrow, you..."
"The medicine is self-depreted at dawn, but people's muscles and bones will be dispersed. Before the drug is solved, she will be in pain. If you want her to suffer, you can continue to use your internal strength to force your desire back.
The beggar vaguely heard the carelessness and moaned intermittently, "Don't...ah..." Her don't means don't let Simon silently consume internal strength.
Ximen Moyi thought that she was refusing, suppressed waves of surging blood and said, "Father, find a way... antidote... or tomorrow... how can we save you?"
The old general's faction went out and laughed and said, "I'm a dove man. I don't want my son to go this way, so I had no choice but to use a cruel move! It's just that it's more painful. If you survive, I naturally have nothing to say! If you get through it, I'm afraid it's already like mud, so you can have a good rest and restore your strength tomorrow. You don't have to send me on the road! I never cared about this old life.
Simon gasped silently, "Father... you can't do this... you can't go on your way alone..."
The old general stubbornly said, "I bet my life for the last time. If you win the bet, you will have no regrets in your life. If you lose the bet, you will return to Huangquan!"
While suffering from/desi/seeing, Ximen silently endured the pain of his heart, spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
The old general's expression moved slightly, but he couldn't help it.
"Major General..." The beggar's voice has been attacked by the domineering drug and has lost its normal nature, like a charming poison: "Come here..."
Ximen's silent face was strangely red and white. He shook his head and said, "No..."
"I don't want... you to lose your skills..." The beggar said, "Don't... the old general... die... I want... you come here..."
This is too**. Simon Moyi, in a moment of infirmity, endured and collapsed. He gradually crawled closer to the beggar and came to her side.
The beggar stroked his face: "Why... endure... so hard... how can you gamble with your life..."
Ximen's throat was silent, and he couldn't say anything, like a dry fish, kissing her face. The two hugged each other clumsily.
The old general turned his head and stopped looking, but his tears spread like a stream.
When the beggar's clothes were torn into pieces, Simon Moyi's clothes also faded between his hips.
The beggar turned dizzy and faintly saw a purple fairy grass mark on the skin, and it seemed that there were two tedious words, shaking and could not be seen clearly.
Have you ever seen it somewhere? How familiar are you? But the beggar is confused at this moment and can't think too much.
When Ximen Moyi took off his last clothes, he suddenly smelled harsh smoke, and his footsteps outside were noisy, shouting: "The young general's tent is on fire! Hurry up and put out the fire!"
Ximen Moyi was thrilled, sweating like rain, and the windy/epiring/lust stopped at a critical moment.
He tried his best, picked up the sheet and wrapped it around the beggar, and said to her, "You, go..."
The beggar is also sweating all over, and he can't move. At this time, the old general hurriedly came, picked up the beggar on his back and out of the tent.
Put her in a safe place, and when she went back, the flames had devoured the tent. Despite rushing in together, the soldiers handed over a soaked quilt. The old general jumped into the sea of fire. With an approximate estimate, he finally pulled to Ximen Moyi and crawled out in the thick smoke.
When he escaped, Ximen was unconscious, with different degrees of burns on his chest, back and shoulders. The old general's beard was also bald.