Chapter 155 It's true and fake, and it's clear

The curse stood in front of the tent like a god, and said in a hoarse voice: "After you led your own troops away, the commander suddenly summoned us..."

He said the whole story carefully, so carefully that when the leader said what he said, what kind of expression he had at that time, and how they reacted.

After hearing this, Xin Yan's chest fluctuated and scolded fiercely, "It's simply nonsense! Nonsense! How can he be so ignorant? He is the leader! How can you sacrifice your life to save you regardless of hundreds of thousands of troops? You too. Don't you know what the responsibilities of soldiers are? Even if you are all dead, you must not let him take risks. Really, really..."

The more he said, the more anxious he became. Later, he was out of breath. In the end, he only covered his chest with his palm and bent down.

A cold hand reached out from the side to help him up. His cold voice was like a layer of frost, and he asked stiffly, "Where did he fall off the cliff?"

Somehow, when he asked this not strange sentence, Xin Yan had a bad feeling in his heart, although he would continue to ask even if he didn't ask him.

Cursing eyes gathered on the young general who appeared here for some unknown time. He did not find him appearing. Although his attention was distracted just now, even this is enough to show that the young general's kung fu is much higher than him. Otherwise, it is impossible for him not to notice it.

He looked at his long and narrow eyes and read something like him from it. He was determined to do the same thing for the same person. He said without hesitation, "I can take you there."

"Good." With this word, Xin Yimian let go of his hand holding Xin Yan and turned around and walked out of the camp.

Xin Yan stared at the lonely back. Since when did You Linmu occupy such a weight in the heart of his son who has never paid attention to anything? As soon as he heard that he had something to do, he would rush forward without thinking about it? He gave a tough order, "You stop and don't go!"

The figure just stiffened and continued to walk. He roared angrily, "Do you know that it is the territory of the Cang army? The wooden tower is still there. You go there, it's just death. Come back, come back!"

"Even if it's death, I want to see if he is dead or not." The young man's cold and firm voice came from the front, as firm as the footsteps.

This is the first time in more than 20 years that his son didn't listen to him. Xin Yan's heart was mixed.

His stubbornness is that even he, a father, is unable to reverse it.

A white armor, a head of fiery red hair, a sickly pale and hard face, coupled with an unprecedented step, this lonely figure should belong to this young general.

"Why didn't you go to him before?" After leaving the camp, the two quickly rushed to the square cliff. Xin Yimian kept under his feet, but he asked quickly.

The curse sneered and walked according to the route in his memory. Hearing the words, he also replied, "The leader fell off the cliff to save this group of brothers. Naturally, I have to bring them back safely before making plans."

This reason is damn reasonable. As expected, his subordinates are not ordinary people.

Both of them are flying with light power. Although it is not too far from the camp for a while, the surrounding trees are dense and there are few people.

"Where are you going?" A cold voice appeared in the ears of the two without warning, this sound, this sound... so familiar...

The two of them stopped stiffly in an instant, and there was the same shock in their eyes. He was not...

Xin Yimian's long and narrow eyes quickly swept around. On the ground, on the tree and in the sky, he didn't let go of a corner, but he didn't see the person he was looking for.

Impossible, hallucinations at the same time, right?

"Are you looking for me?" The sound reappeared, but this time, it was obviously from behind them.

The two turned around at the wind speed and saw a man in blood sitting on the root of the tree. The blood suit was very familiar, but the face was more familiar.

"Leader." Curse exhaled subconsciously. After consciously losing his temper, he immediately lowered his head slightly and took a step back to pretend to be air.

Red sandalwood nodded to the curse, and then looked at the person who had been motionless after seeing her. He hooked the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Yimian, are you going to find me?"

His narrow eyes stared at him fixedly. He was fine. He was really fine. He could talk, sit peacefully, and even smiled at him. He couldn't help closing his eyes. That's fine.

"What's wrong? Sleep." Red Sandalwood looked at the person who closed his eyes without saying a word and was a little puzzled. When he saw her, he closed his eyes. Although the relationship between the two has not been very good, it will not be like this, right?

The long and narrow eyebrows opened again, and inside, it was as cold as ice and snow. The pale thin lips spit out two words: "It's okay."

His eyes swept over his bloody clothes, and his slender eyebrows frowned slightly. Why was he wearing that man's clothes?

"Amu, don't sit on the ground. The ground is wet, which is not good for your health." The voice came out from behind the tree where the red sandalwood sat at this time, with natural care and closeness.

Xin Yimian's eyes locked on the man with a long body in a bloody coat, and his heart suddenly choled.

Wu Cang Juelan is a keen person. At the moment, he adjusts the line of sight on her body to the eyes that stares at him, and collides with him.

Two long men, a man standing in red like blood, a scorching demon, a white armor, cold iron blood, two blade-like eyes in the air, cutting, strangling, immortality, finally turned into silence that no one could understand.

Xin Yimian looked at these eyes and vaguely seemed to understand something. This person is the same as him, right? You can only watch from afar, forever, never...

Even if it is close at hand, it is out of reach.

It is a forbidden place that is not accommodated by the world. If you commit it, the whole world will be the enemy.

However, he couldn't control it. How many times he tried to erase it, he only found that it was getting deeper and deeper. Escape was a tangled knot, and approaching was the pain of tearing the soul. In this way, it could not be redeemed.

So, is he the same as him? So, all the initial rejection of this person seems to have evolved into a comfort to himself. At least, he is not the only one in the world who suffers.

However, he wondered why he didn't see the pain in those eyes, but saw a smile... a smile? Is it him who feels wrong?

Wu Cang Juelan withdrew his eyes for a long time. He thought that he finally knew what the initial unfriendlyness was. That's true. It can't be friendly. Even if he has the heart to tolerate the world, in some ways, he is by no means a generous person.

He bent over, held her thin shoulders with both hands, lowered his head and smiled in her ear, "Good boy, get up, the ground is cold."

Red sandalwood has a black face, good boy? Is there any mistake? How old is she? I subconsciously looked at the two people in front of me. I saw that one of them lowered their heads slightly and didn't seem to see anything. One of them was distracted and didn't seem to hear anything. This gave the people around me a warning look: Pay attention to words and deeds!

Although his eyes were threatening, his body stood up with his help. The ground was indeed cold, which was not conducive to sending off his aunt quickly.

"Let's go, Amu." Wu Cang Juelan said so, but his hand moved faster than words. Before she could reply, he picked her up horizontally. This hug attracted two eyes in an instant.

Red sandalwood had to correct his positive color. For the reason why he began to make her laugh and cry, he said naturally with a pale face, "I'm injured and I can't walk for the time being."

Falling from such a high cliff, injury was inevitable, and the two of them didn't think much about it. Seeing that they had taken steps forward, they also changed their direction and went back.

"Don't follow us." The two of them only took two steps, and then heard the cold voice like this.

Xin Yimian's long and narrow eyes instantly shot at the two people like a knife. Why?

Red sandalwood's face darkened, his eyelids were slightly restrained, and he said coldly, "Now, everyone thinks I'm dead. Why don't you make a plan?"

Xin Yimian's eyes were cold, and the two of them exchanged their eyes, and their schemes arose spontaneously.

Don't you want me to die? Well, I'll disappear from your eyes, but I'd like to see who will eventually disappear?!

"Okay, later, I will go back and announce that the leader fell off the cliff to save the lives of the soldiers, and the search was fruitless." Xin Yimian announced the result coldly, and there was a smile in the eyes of several people.

Xin Yimian and Zui are going to stay for a period of time to dress up and then go back to report the news of the commander's death. It has been confirmed how hard they are looking for and how sad they are. Finally, they are inspired to avenge the commander to arouse the fighting spirit of the whole army.

When it is true, it is true and false, and it is true and false. Is it true or false? Can you distinguish it clearly?

And Wu Cang Juelan easily dodged the camp soldiers who were immersed in grief and relaxed at this moment, and sneaked into the camp of red sandalwood.

Bend over and put her in **. He said, "Amu, wait a minute, I'll get something."

He got up and was about to leave, but he heard her say, "Wait, are you going to help me get it...?"

If it's not over, both of them understand that people can't let people know about it in the barracks, so they can only let people outside find a way. He will do it, which is undoubtedly the best.

"Yes." He nodded calmly. No matter how embarrassing it was before, now he doesn't have to worry about it.

"No need to go." She said, seeing that he was surprised, she pointed down and said, "There is a package below, and there is something ready in it."

Danfeng's eyes flashed slightly. He should have thought that with her always been cautious, she was naturally on guard. So he nodded, lifted his clothes, and squatted down.

"Well..." Red sandalwood looked at His Majesty Lan, who was condescending and noble. After thinking about it, he said, "In order to prevent someone accidentally seeing it, it may be more troublesome to stuff the package into the innermost part..."