Chapter 113 Mid-count [2]

Chu Tiancheng is leading his troops to sneak into the place where he is, and the blood will be dyed red.

Li Yang, a military ssar, may be destroying the ropeway.

The ruthlessness of enlightenment is irreparable.

Maybe she and he have nothing to save. It's ridiculous to think about it. After she made a plan, she, the person who made the plan, seemed to be of little use, leaving only nonsense. Two hours later, it was time for Chu Tiancheng to intercept Zhang Zhuo.

If Zhang Zhuo is captured, he must hate her to the bone.

But he is so brave that he may escape. His heart jumped up, as if he had escaped to cheer for him. But he will still hate her to the bone.

A burst of frustration.

If Zhang Zhuo died in battle... Nangong Bingyu has been avoiding thinking about this, but she can't help but torture herself.

"If you live, I will live naturally. If you die, I will die with you." What she said vaguely was what she said. At that time, she was so gentle that she was about to turn into water in Zhang Zhuo's arms.

Nangong Bingyu bit her lip and smiled. If Zhang Zhuo dies, it's best to compensate him for his life.

"I'll give you my life." Inadvertently spit out a few words, and then I realized that I was about to be crazy. I don't know when I sat on the grass of the camp and let the soldiers who walked through the camp who were responsible for protecting the coach look surprised.

The size was temporarily changed, and the robe with a slender waist was stained with fine ash. Nangong Bingyu stood up and sighed that she was distracted again.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Before returning to the handsome account, the murderous sound suddenly shocked the sky.

Nangong Bingyu was shocked, suddenly turned around, and her dark eyes suddenly widened.

Southern Barbarians!

Impossible, how is this possible?

"Kill! Catch the enemy alive!"

"The king has ordered that the enemy generals will be captured alive!"

Zhang Zhuo's handsome flag appeared outside the camp, and the forest rushed out of the southern barbarians.

The sky is full of blood.

"Protect the coach! Protect the coach!" The left-behind soldiers fought hard, but most of the troops followed Chu Tiancheng early, which could resist the Southern Barbarians, which were several times more like wolves and tigers.

The soldiers were bathed in blood and surrounded by swords: "The handsome camp can't be preserved! Miss, get on the horse!"

Can't keep it?

Lost, she lost to Zhang Zhuo, and she was defeated.

She still lost.

Nangong Bingyu's eyes widened, dizzy, and was sent to the horse by everyone desperately. A face covered by blood and dust jumped into her eyes: "Miss! The handsome camp can't stand it! Run! Run!"

To bring the deaf roar and the sad screams of the soldiers before their death into their ears at the same time, Nangong Bingyu finally woke up.

"Whip, run! Run!"

The ears are full of sounds, and the blood is stained with red and black eyes. The soldiers sent Nangong Bingyu to the horse and returned to fight with the enemy who had been killed in the army camp.

"Ah!" Another scream.

Nang Gong Bingyu turned her head and met a look that made people stop breathing.

Zhang Zhuo rode his horse outside the camp. He was majestic and invincible. He looked coldly at his easily breaking the record of the enemy's commander-in-camp.

Zhang Zhuo, are you going to kill me?

When the eyes met, Nangong Bingyu was heartbroken. She never knew that her heart could be broken so easily and turned into thousands of petals without a sound.

In tears, Zhang Zhuozheng crossed the fence on the edge of the camp, and Nangong Bingyu suddenly realized.

Subconsciously, she turned the horse's head and waved the whip.

Run, run, run wildly in the lush forest, escape this man, and don't see each other again.

This feeling is so familiar, like the reenactment of the sheep's intestine cliff that day.

The liver and gallbladder are also cracked, and the heartache is like ajiaole.

"Nangong Bingyu!" Zhang Zhuo's roar came from behind him.

Nangong Bingyu closed her eyes, whipped, and the wind blew on her tender white cheeks. Don't chase it. It's irreparable. There's nothing to save. Once with Zhang Zhuo's memories and vows in modern times, tears blurred my eyes, and I faintly saw a gentle smile in the past. He once said that he would never live up to her.

However, in the end of this relationship, he betrayed her. He appeared in front of her with a beautiful woman. How could she believe the oath he had said?

It turned out to be single-minded, which is so difficult.

Wave the whip, and then wave the whip! Regardless of the wind that blows his face, as long as he escapes from his eyes and the world he breathes.

The sound of horses' hoofs behind him is still there, and Zhang Zhuo is chasing.

Nangong Bingyu is crazy, just rush forward.

The two rode, fighting in the light red of dusk, passing through the dense jungle and rushing straight to the top of the green peak.

The irrational horse seemed to have continued a reincarnation. Nangong Bingyu raised the whip in his hand again, and the horse hissed suddenly. The man stood up and threw Nangong Bingyu off the horse.

"Be careful!" Zhang Zhuo couldn't help roaring.

When the sound fell, Nangong Bingyu had fallen heavily on the grass. This fall made me dizzy. He gritted his teeth and stood up, and finally found out why the horse suddenly stepped. In front of it is an unfathomable cliff.

I didn't expect Chu Tian to become such a good horse left by herself, but how could she allow herself to be captured by Zhang Zhuo as a captured commander?

It's better to cut off your own way back than to be humiliated.

Losing is also a convincing loss!

Facing the cliff with no retreat, Nangong Bingyu actually calmed down, stood on the edge of the cliff, turned around leisurely, smiled at Zhang Zhuo who was about to fly, and said softly, "I haven't seen you for a long time, Zhang Zhuo!"

Full of tenderness, his eyes trembled with tears, staring reluctantly at Zhang Zhuo.

Seeing that she was too calm and knew something was not good, Zhang Zhuo knew that what was wrong at this moment, this smoke-like unpredictable strange woman would jump off the cliff without hesitation, and thousands of thoughts quickly turned around in her mind, from surprise to surprise, to now fear! Suddenly, he was blessed to his heart and gave Nangong Bingyu a warm smile and said calmly, "You are Fei'er! If you dare to jump, I will set up the southern barbarian army and wave my troops straight to Jicheng. Please think twice."

In this sentence, the smile on Nangong Bingyu's face was gone, and his eyes were full of emboldering and could not move. He still knows his weakness. Jicheng has Aunt Yupei and his father.

Zhang Zhuo walked slowly and stopped in front of her.

Tears trembled in Nangong's ice jade eyes, and he lowered his head and said softly, "Why are you here?"

"For you." Zhang Zhuo answered in a low voice, took the horse and turned over the horse.

After sitting down, Zhang Zhuo immediately stretched out his hand and stared at Nangong Bingyu: "Come on with me. From now on, your surname is Nangong, your surname is Zhang."

Nangong Bingyu was struck by lightning and shook her whole body. She looked up and said sadly, "Zhang Zhuo!"

It was as if the sorrows of three lives were all played in a moment, and the joys and sorrows were endless, and only endless tears were left. Such affectionateness actually belongs to her.

I thought that as long as he came to this era, he would forget her and forget everything they had.

But now Zhang Zhuo still remembers everything that belongs to them and also remembers her.

You can still recognize her as Qin Fei at a glance.

Zhang Zhuo was silent for a long time and sighed, "With your call, what is Dajing?" Looking up at the sky and smiling, he looked very happily. After laughing, he lowered his head, shot unprecedented gentleness in his eyes, and stretched out his hand and said, "Phil, come to me." Yes, he is happy! He finally found the woman who haunted him!

Whether it is in his previous life or this life, he only identified her as the only one!

Nangong Bingyu quietly stared at the broad palm full of cocoons.

Do you remember his popularity? Touching her hair, her face, her crying and laughing are all hands.

This hand is handed in mid-air, so steady that it seems to move half forever.

From now on, can you really not be surnamed Nangong?

The slender jade finger, like a lot of gold, is difficult to lift.

inch by inch, timidly, through the country like a mountain of hatred, through the beacon fire of the two armies, through four or five years, I don't know who failed to live up to whose upbringing.

Since then, Nangong Bingyu's surname is no longer Nangong.

The danger of Dajing has been solved, inch by inch, moving. Finally, he touched the gentle palm gently.

"Ah!" His hands were suddenly clenched, and a force poured in from his waist. His feet had soared and were pulled into the arms of the horse.

Zhang Zhuo's familiar smile was imprinted in his eyes: "Phil, the moon has come out."

Looking up, sure enough, the moon came out. Under the cold moonlight, the victorious Southern Barbarians took prisoners, and the commander-in-chief who embraced the beauty returned to take the lead and took the Yunya cableway back to the camp.

"Why do you frown?" Zhang Zhuo bowed his head immediately and looked at the baby he had finally found in his arms.

Nang Gong Bingyu frowned and said confusedly, "I can't tell what it feels like, but I feel depressed."

"What's so stuffy?" Zhang Zhuo lowered his head and gently kissed her hair and comforted him, "It's common for soldiers to win or lose. There is nothing to be ashamed of you losing to your husband."

The cloud cliff ropeway is in sight.

"Can I... ask about the military?" Not long ago, he was the commander of the enemy army, and even Nangong Bingyu couldn't help looking at Zhang Zhuo's face uneasily.

Zhang Zhuo said quietly, "Ask."

"What is Wang going to do with Chu Tiancheng? He is the king of freedom, I..."

"I didn't intend to deal with him at all, so I took the Yunya Ropeway back to the camp." Zhang Zhuo laughed and said, "I expected that you would poison the water and then raid the whole army, so I secretly came to take your camp. Chu Tiancheng, just let him empty the king's fake camp.

Nangong Bingyu suddenly held her breath, and she finally understood where she had lost.

She guessed all right, but ignored one thing -- the speed of soldiers.

Zhang Zhuo's speed was so amazing that he attacked the Dajingshuai camp before their containment was launched. When she saw Zhang Zhuo, her soul flew to the edge of the sky, and she realized this at this moment.

This game is really a loss.

In this way, Chu Tiancheng is leading the army to scratch his head at the other end of the Yunya ropeway to find the 10,000 troops that disappeared out of thin air, and Zhang Zhuo didn't know that the main force of the Dajing army was opposite?

The horseshoe stepped on the Yunya ropeway, and Nangong Bingyu's confused head continued to turn with difficulty because of the reunion with Zhang Zhuo. According to the estimated time of the emergence of the Southern Barbarians, when Li Yang cut the cableway, Zhang Zhuo's strange soldiers had already crossed the ropeway and hid in the forest.

No, even if Li Yang is confused and doesn't know that Zhang Zhuo has passed the ropeway, he will still cut the ropeway according to the plan.

But... Why is the ropeway in front of us still good now?

In confusion, the ropeway suddenly shook violently and made an unpleasant grin sound.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Zhuo also felt something wrong and pulled the reins and stood in the middle of the ropeway.

In the lightning, Nangong Bingyu understood. Li Yang did follow the plan. He didn't know that Zhang Zhuo's army had passed the ropeway, so he loosened the ropeway and waited for the enemy to arrive.

Cangtian made a joke. Zhang Zhuo didn't fall in the plan when he came, but he happened to be ambushed when he went back.

Gla...Gla... The ropeway that was about to completely collapse made a palpitating harsh sound.

Nangong Bingyu almost lost her soul and screamed to Zhang Zhuo, "Go back! The ropeway was cut..." Before she finished speaking, the ropeway was interrupted. Nangong Bingyu's body was light and she had lost any support, and fell straight down like what she had just said.

"Ah!"

The man was in the air, and his wrist was suddenly pulled. It turned out that Zhang Zhuo pulled her in the fall.

The wind swept across her ear and fell rapidly. Zhang Zhuo barely touched her waist and protected her in his arms.

The two closed their eyes and fell straight down to the dark, inaccessible valley where the map did not even indicate the situation inside.