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"I agree." The expression on Yan Qingning's face was still light, like a beautiful porcelain doll without sadness or joy: "After all, I still want to live a little longer."

The man stared at him suspiciously, "Really?"

"No one would risk their lives, not to mention that Qin Zhuoan kicked half of my life first and then humiliated me like that. I have no reason to give up my life for him." Yan Qingning laughed softly, with light-colored eyes. There is still no unnecessary emotion.

"If you really agree, you will follow Marshal Jiang's people tonight to prevent Marshal Jiang from becoming suspicious." The man reminded him kindly, but it was only half a warning.

Yan Qingning nodded and responded: "I know."

The man stared at Yan Qingning closely, trying to find some different expression on his dead face, but he was destined to be disappointed.

There was nothing on this pale face, as calm as a pool of stagnant water that could not make any waves. There was only the decay of the dying person, and no fear of death at all.

"You don't have to keep an eye on me like this. I will go find Marshal Jiang's contact person in the evening." He saw through the man's worries, pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and seemed to be laughing at himself: "Although this life is gone. I only have a few days to survive, but if I can survive for a while longer, there is no need for me to refuse.”

The man lowered his guard a little and led Yan Qingning forward: "Chief of Staff, please."

"Thank you..." The corners of Yan Qingning's lips were slightly curved, and there seemed to be a bit of coldness, but it quickly disappeared, leaving only a chilling alienation.

That man was not someone who wanted to bring trouble to himself. Seeing that Yan Qingning had no intention of talking, he wisely shut his mouth and quietly acted as a mute guide, leading Yan Qingning to the resting place.

All this plan went so smoothly that when he left, he stared at Yan Qingning with no confidence for a while, and only agreed to leave after seeing that there was nothing strange about him.

The light-colored gown was stained with dazzling scarlet, and maggots gnawed in the seams of his bones. Yan Qing would rather bite his lower lip until blood oozed from his pale lower lip and merged with the blood he spit out. Will let go.

His sickly pale hands were tightly clasped on the edge of the table. He covered his lips to suppress the cough, but the blood he vomited covered his hands, and his pale lips were inevitably stained with bright colors.

My eyes were so sore and my vision was blurry.

The glasses were knocked to the ground at some point, but he had no time to pick them up. He half-knelt by the table and rested his forehead on the corner of the table, using the pain to wake himself up.

The rain outside seemed to be getting heavier gradually, and the muffled thunder mixed with the thunderbolts that split the sky made the world outside the window extremely muddy.

Yan Qingning opened a hand covered with blood to pursue the lightning for a moment through the air. He was breathing heavily, and his eyes seemed to have lost focus.

In the dark ages...

There should be lightning that cuts through the chaos...

It's a pity that he no longer has time to be the one who catches the thunder. He can only have a faint light left, allowing others to follow his desire and realize his ideal.

"It's such a pity that I can't see the future of this era..."

A drop of clear tears slipped from the end of his eyes, mixed with the bloody smell on his lips, and mixed with a salty and bitter taste.

Xiaobai couldn't tell for a moment whether this was his true feelings or falsehood. He nestled in the space of consciousness and watched Yan Qingning's desperate whispers over and over again.

His host seems to like this small world very much, but his host seems to hate this small world.

The host tries his best to guide this small world to the right path, and promotes the social development of this small world at the cost of burning his own life.

But he is also trying every means to accumulate injuries and illnesses on his body, compressing his life to the extreme and denying himself the chance to live longer.

While he loves this world, he also hates it extremely, like two absolute extremes.

Xiaobai couldn't figure it out. He tilted his head in his conscious space and looked at Yan Qingning's half-true and half-false acting. In his big round eyes, he always felt that this scene was so contradictory that it felt familiar to him.

He seemed... a long time ago, he had seen two people with opposite positions being so contradictory and harmonious.

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Jiang Qi's men attacked suddenly, as if they had planned it.Although he was not very clear about the specific routes of tunnel warfare, he still inadvertently destroyed many of his important tunnel sites time and time again.

As for the problem of the supply line being intercepted, Qin Zhuoan had already led people to snatch back the supplies the general needed.

But what surprised him was that when those people who came to grab supplies saw him, they evacuated quickly as if they had received some instructions. He had no time to pursue them.

The feeling of uneasiness gradually expanded in his heart, and he subconsciously touched his heart, always feeling that something... was going too smoothly.

And this uneasy feeling became particularly obvious after he learned that the external forces in the coastal ports had withdrawn.

Someone is deliberately trying to get rid of him!

But what's the point of sending him away?

Qin Zhuoan frowned and thought, tapping his knuckles on the table.

After a moment, huge panic flashed in his eyes, and his calling voice had an unconscious tremble: "Prepare the car and go back to Wencheng quickly!"

Jiang Qi is doing it for Aning!

He deliberately used three parties to drive him away, just to keep Yan Qingning alone in the stable area of ​​Wencheng.

Only in this way... Yan Qingning, who has no one to protect him, will become the best prey.

He drove the military off-road vehicle very fast, and his hands holding the steering wheel were shaking.He really couldn't imagine what would happen if Yan Qingning fell into Jiang Qi's hands.

After all...their first meeting was in a place like Goulan Courtyard.

Big raindrops hit the car window, causing splashes. The blurry lines of rain blurred Qin Zhuoan's vision. He cursed secretly, patted the steering wheel, and pressed the accelerator to the lowest level.

The distance from the front line to the inner area of ​​Wencheng was not that far. In addition, he stepped on the accelerator desperately along the way, and it took him less than half an hour to reach the inner area of ​​Wencheng.

He took off his military boots that were filled with mud and water, and walked quietly to Yan Qingning's door with bare feet. He carefully looked at Yan Qingning through the crack in the door. After making sure that he was fine, he relaxed. That big pile of rocks.

Qin Zhuoan collapsed outside the door as if he was almost exhausted. He brushed the wet hair out of his eyes and quietly looked at Yan Qingning through the crack in the door. He was thankful for the rest of his life: "Fortunately... you are okay."

He knew that Yan Qingning had always disliked him, so he only dared to peek through the crack of the door... This moon was not just for him.

However, Yan Qingning lying on the bed in the room was not as relaxed as Qin Zhuoan imagined. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his whole body curled up unnaturally, and he murmured unconsciously: "Cold..."