Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3293 God in the heart: The princess’s sick dahlia (47)

  The food in the canteen in the military camp is simple, not as luxurious as in the palace, but it is not bad.

  The juvenile’s fingers with white joints, which are as articulate, carefully picked up all the fish bones, and then put the tender fish into the princess bowl.

  Dan Bai looked down indifferently, tapping the table top with his fingertips, "How about here."

   "Your Royal Highness knows Jin Yao well." The boy wiped his hands and smiled gently.

"It's not the same as you personally." The princess glanced at him, took a bite of the fish, and chewed slowly. It was the royal dignity from the bones, and it gave people a silent and oppressive feeling even when getting along with each other. .

   "I am very comfortable." Jin Yao said warmly, with a good temper, the military uniform lined the beauty with fair complexion, and there was no coldness when she smiled.

  Yan Bai nodded slightly: "You can come back whenever you want."

  The boy said yes.

  Su Yan, who was silently watching from a distance, did not dare to step forward the slightest: "..."

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  He feels that today, his outlook on life has been severely impacted.

  Su Yan finally understood what Ning Zhizhi meant.

  It turned out that His Royal Highness would not let him follow, so he wanted to be alone with that young man! !

  The problem is that little boy——

   Su Yan was shocked.

He devoted all his heart to the military, never paying attention to the outside world, and naturally did not know the ups and downs in the capital. Princess Xi Zhao fell in love with the famous young luthier in Meng Fusheng. Raised his own little son.

  Su Yan only knows that this new recruit king, whether it is military quality or training level, is extremely superior and far surpasses everyone in the way of rolling up step by step.

  It is said that the character is very cold and withdrawn, elegant and expensive, and rarely interacts with others except for training time.

  Su Yan and Jin Yao have nothing to do with each other, but they barely met a few times, leaving an impression of being too cold in my heart.

   But a genius.

  Ability is extraordinary and extraordinary.

  The solitary height is also normal.

  It’s just that the smiling gentleman, who is not at all indifferent and sharp, is he really the legendary recruit king, or the Jin Yao he has seen? !

  Su Yan was so shocked that his brain went blank.

  Their recruit king... Your Royal Highness little son.

  No matter how you think about it, you can’t pull it together.

  Su Yan turned around rather hard, and his mind was completely plunged into a storm of chaos.

  When I go back,

  Su Yan still has a trance, looking at the handsome boy who is studying the military plan, with a complicated tone: "Yizhi, I finally understand."

  Ning Qizhi's slender fingers propped his forehead, and looked at the plan lightly, tapping the table with his fingertips, showing a cold and lazy sense of nobleness.

  He understands the meaning of Su Yan's words, but he doesn't care.

   "Let's go." The boy straightened up and threw a sentence freely, his voice was very weak.

  Su Yan hesitated, and did not say the sentence I sent you to.

  What was just now shocked him a lot.

  Su Yan slowly.

   And Ning Chaozhi has already gone out.

Ning Zhizhi came on horseback alone. He left the barracks at the moment. He turned on his horse alone. His clothes lay in a beautiful arc in the air. His movements were indifferent and straightforward, showing the arrogance and madness of running like running water. .

  The young man casually tightened the reins, lined with the cold and slender finger bones, which was exceptionally beautiful. He galloped and quickly disappeared outside the barracks.

  To return to the palace from here, you have to walk through a mountain road. There are no people around, the mountains are steep, and the trees are overgrown. When the shadows fall, it brings a sense of desolation.

  The horseshoe stepped on the mountain road and galloped forward quickly.

  The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of riding a horse could be heard, until further forward, a screaming scream could be heard vaguely.

   Ning Zhanzhi looked down coldly, indifferent, and headed towards the palace.

   Unfortunately,

  On the same road, it just hit the sound source.

  It was too far apart, and only a dozen figures could be seen, gradually closing the thin silhouette in the middle, and lying next to several bodies, the smell of blood drifted into the nose and wings of Ning Zhan by the wind.

  The young man narrowed his narrow eyes lightly, tapped the reins with his white fingertips, and slightly raised his eyebrows. He was lazy and difficult to provoke, and he did not have the slightest evasiveness. He rode his horse and galloped straight in the front direction.

  One of the men in black holding a long sword was keenly aware of something, his hands stopped, his face changed slightly: "Someone!"

  They came to chase after the master’s order, and they were about to solve it soon. Originally thought that no one would show up in this barren mountain and ridge, and it would go smoothly. Unexpectedly, they would bump into a young man...

  It seems to be extraordinary, if it is broken, it will be more troublesome in the future.

  The companion paused, obviously thinking of such a problem, and quickly said: "We solved it together."

  In any case,

  Today this matter must be buried here, and there can be no leaking wind direction, otherwise they can't go back and explain.

  The master has given them a death order.

  This matter must be resolved swiftly and neatly. No one can be left alive, and all traces must be wiped out.

  The figure trapped in the middle was bleak and embarrassed in the cold wind, with messy ink hair covering half of her delicate face, and a lot of blood spattered on her white skin. She was a young girl who kept receding in fear, but her back was straight.

  She clenched her teeth, with a contradictory fragile but tough temperament on her body. She held a hairpin in her hand, so hard that her fingertips were white.

  When she saw such a figure, the girl’s desperate and lifeless eyes suddenly burst into the last light, as if she saw the only life-saving straw, the voice from her mouth was torn apart and hoarse.

"Help!"

  One of the men in black snorted, "Help?" He dismissed it, and said in a stern tone: "You all have to die here today."

  Cross into this kind of thing, still expecting to survive?

  Not to mention what a young teenager can do.

  Ning Chanzhi could hear the cry of despair and contradiction between expectations, but his heart was calm until he was close.

  The slender young man rode a horse, against the **** twilight of the setting sun, the sky was filled with large tracts of dim orange, and it seemed to be splashed with blood. The crushed light fell on the young boy's shoulders, becoming the background in the painting.

  The young man was in the twilight halo, like a star melted in the light. The side face vaguely saw the deep and handsome outline, the cold sharpness, the high and the cold and the noble.

  The wind stopped for a while and stopped breathing.

  The girl’s eyes reflected the shadow of the boy, who looked like a **** in the light and shadow.

  Ning Zhizhi's eyelids half drooped lazily, looking down at them condescendingly, with thin lips and light opening, the sound quality is very good and magnetic, it seems to be a bit playful, and indifferent to all this: "Get out of the way."

  (End of this chapter)