[Quick Transmigration] When handsome T dresses as a female match

A battle had just ended, and everyone tidied up the battlefield with tired and numb faces, pulling the corpses of their compatriots. Rong Lie wiped the blood on his face, but found that it couldn't be wiped clean, so he spit out a mouthful of blood and finally wiped off a barely white face. s face.

His eyes were full of fallen corpses, his arms and thighs were scattered all over the ground, and the vast ground was soaked in strange colors with the dried blood. Come.

The sky was gray with clouds of gunfire.

He took a deep breath, feeling that his mouth was filled with the bloody smell left after the retreat just now——his trembling eyes saw the fallen figures clearly, and even though there were double figures, he still recognized many of them.

Those people were still joking with him so vividly half a day ago, and those recruits still asked him to be their new wife's marriage witness.

Rong Lie wanted to laugh out loud, but when he smiled, tears fell down. His originally clear and pleasant voice was ground like sandpaper. He fumbled for the Tai'a sword in his hand, and wanted to wipe his own neck for a while. To fight against the breath of death that has been pushed to the nose.

No.30 eight days.

The border of our state of Chu has retreated three hundred miles.

The people of our state of Chu perish, and the land is lost.

I hold a weapon in my hand, but I can't kill all the tens of millions of Jin people.

what can I do?

Rong Lie swallowed the blood that overflowed his throat, and felt his eyes darken.

He refused the support of the soldier beside him, leaned on the ground with Tai Ah, and barely stood up, just standing up and spinning around for a while, almost fell down again——

Suddenly a pair of pale hands held onto his armour, very slender and powerful, Rong Lie waved them away impatiently, but found that it was unsuccessful, the young general was about to slap him with a slap in his heart, "I'll tell you Leave me alone!"

Then he met Zhu Qing's sly gray eyes, his bright face was wrapped in a silver armor of bright light, not at all inferior, but as dazzling and brilliant as a flame flower blooming in solid ice, shining white.

His hand was being firmly held by Zhu Qing.

Rong Lie blinked as if reacting slowly, Zhu Qing looked at the face exactly like Torresi's, and sighed in his heart without revealing his face, holding the delicate posture like a little girl, and called him with red eyes:

"Brother Lie, long time no see."

As soon as these words came out, Rong Lie exploded instantly.

"You damn long days!!"

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……

Qiu Lv frowned tightly, he didn't even take off the commander's robe, the thick dark circles under his eyes had worn away a lot of the man's innate heroic spirit and unruliness, the hard and sophisticated high-grade Mingguang armor heart guard There are several cracks criss-crossing everywhere, but he has no time to worry about it. From time to time, he slaps the Chunjun sword on his waist with his palm, and his heart and eyes are full of the nine-foot-square sand table in front of him.

——On it, the small blue flag belonging to the state of Chu has been shrunk by the small red flag belonging to the state of Jin.

Rong Chuan stood aside and watched expressionlessly, his black eyes were solemn and calm, he couldn't tell at all that this was a young man with a bad stomach on weekdays.

"Chengming." The coach said.

Rong Chuan lowered his head: "Master."

"..." Qiu Lv looked at the big tent that was blown up by the cold wind, where the desolate battlefield outside appeared vaguely, and a rare smile appeared in the man's eyes: "When the petition came with me at the beginning, I thought that I would fall into the trap. What is the current situation?"

The black-haired man smiled, with a trace of arrogance that would not fade away even if the end of the road was dead: "I have thought about it."

"how do I say this?"

Rong Chuan raised his eyes, those dark pupils seemed to be filled with jet-black steel, piercing straight: "I came to accompany Master and Senior Brother to die, and I just got a good reputation."

"..."

"Chu's chances of winning are very small."

"Presumptuous." Chou Lv said lightly, turning his eyes to his beloved disciple.

"As a soldier, ever since I was shrouded in horse leather and died in battle, I, Rong Chengming, have no regrets. As a native of Chu, I shall shed the last drop of blood for the border of our Chu." Rong Chuan avoided answering Fang Caiqiulu If so, he said it with determination.

"..."

"Time is fate, the moment I step on the battlefield, I am no longer alive." Rong Chuan said calmly, suddenly seemed to remember something, his face froze, and then returned to normal.

"..." Who is Qiu Lv, why can't he notice this subtle change in him, and said randomly: "Chang Tian is devoted to that enemy God of War, you know it."

Rong Chuan twitched, "A Ruo and I have a pure brother-sister relationship."

Chou Lv chuckled, his eyes conveyed vividly what a level [-] mocking face looks like:

"Pure bastard, little brat."

Rong Chuan raised his eyebrows and was about to refute, only to hear Rong Lie's fiery voice yelling from a distance outside the tent:

"Damn it! Fuck you!! Uncle Qiu!! And Rong Xiaoming!! Fuck you! Come out, both of you!"

Rong Chuan frowned and was about to reprimand, when he heard Rong Chengtian yell like a demon, "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah! Xiao Changtian, I was wrong, I was wrong, I'm not going to scold you! You let go—!"

Small, long, sky.

It was as if tens of millions of tons of boulders slammed into Rong Chuan's heart river in twos and threes, instantly blocking the wide and deep abyss, which made his tongue numb and his blood boil, as if the sky was falling apart. The magma collapsed, and the man turned around quickly, rushed to the entrance of the tent, and raised the curtain with a thud——

I saw Rong Lie, who was not afraid of anything, Rong Chengtian's distorted face, half standing half kneeling, his handsome face looking pitifully at a soldier who was standing close to her - the soldier was of medium stature, with a pale face, The smiling face is even more gorgeous than the blooming hibiscus, the coldness of the bright light armor not only did not weaken her beauty, but added more romantic and heroic spirit, she twisted Rong Lie's ear with one hand, and asked with a smile :

"Eldest brother, don't you like Changtian coming so much?"

Oh my god—Rong Chuan couldn't believe his eyes—

That's Rong Changtian.

Qiu Lv cast a disgusted look at Rong Chuan, who was staring at the heel stupefied as if heels had taken root, coughed a few times and successfully rescued the poor senior disciple, and perfectly portrayed the demeanor of a strict teacher:

"Chang Tian, ​​presumptuous! What does it look like in front of the three armies!"

Zhu Qing quickly let go, and put on an expression of honesty, admitting mistakes, being sincere, and being loyal. Kong Tong knelt down, his lowered eyelashes trembling pitifully: "The unfilial apprentice Rong Changtian is late, please forgive me."

Qiu Law: ...

Little girl, it’s not good for me to call your boudoir name in front of the army, so you borrowed this pseudonym directly by borrowing the donkey from the slope, huh?

How the hell do I ask you how you escaped from your emperor's brother?

Qiu Lv held his breath.

Then he saw his tormenting female apprentice kneeling on the ground and smiling slyly, her gray eyes shining like stars in the sky.

Qiu Lv: "...get the hell out of here."

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.....

In the big tent under bright candlelight, there are four people, three men and one woman.

Facing the menacing gazes of the three, Zhu Qing did not change his face and his heart beat, perfectly displaying the extraordinary thick-skinnedness cultivated in blood.

After a long while, Qiu Lv couldn't hold back at all - after a long time, what does it mean for him to stare at each other with his elders and a few juniors? ——opened his mouth and asked: "So, you think you're done with your confession? Eh?" The man also specially pulled a long and threatening ending, hoping that the little girl would explain everything with trembling red eyes like a little white rabbit. clear.

Who knows—"Yes, that's right." Zhu Qing smiled, the ease between his brows carried the nostalgia that he hadn't seen for a long time—looking at the faces of the three of them again, the demon felt joy from the bottom of his heart, even if he felt this This kind of feeling is like a neuropathy, but I still can't help grinning silly, like a stupid girl who really admires her elders.

"I just told Brother Huang, and he let me go." Zhu Qing calmly described the beginning and the end, resolutely ignoring the process.

Rong Lie frowned suspiciously, his blond hair was as dazzling as molten gold under the candlelight:

"... You didn't cry, make trouble, hang yourself?"

Zhu Qing: ...

"Didn't you point the hairpin at your neck?"

"..."

"Didn't you cry and say that you must die with that little thief Murong or kill yourself on the spot?"

"..."

Zhu Qing expressed embarrassingly that this was indeed Yuan Shen's senior brother.

Seeing the girl's delicate expression, Rong Chuan couldn't help laughing, and Zhu Qing couldn't help but stop looking at the clear and bright appearance—God, this face is exactly the same as Faria's, the demon smiled inwardly, and restrained himself The nostalgia and sentimentality that almost poured out—the youth said:

"Since it's already here, and His Majesty didn't send anyone to chase after him..." He gestured to Qiu Lv with his eyes, the old man nodded slightly,

"Then stay."

Zhu Qing immediately beamed with joy.

As a result, Qiu Lu's next sentence made her unable to laugh:

"Anyway, if we fall, the royal family will still die."

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Zhu Qing was quickly incorporated into Qiu Lv's personal guards, stroking the newly issued dragon scale armor in his hand, the outline of the clapping hand carried a faint smell of blood, and the human devil's downcast eyes touched it carefully, as if leaving Take your own breath.

"Why, regret it?" A person raised his hand and lifted the curtain of the tent and walked in. The familiar face was Zhao Qingyang.

The demon did not raise his head and said, "Qingyang, what is your current identity?"

Zhao Qingyang shrugged: "I'm also one of Qiu Lv's personal guards—by the way, your expression now makes me very uneasy, Ah Qing." She knelt down on one knee worriedly, holding the demon's hand, looking at her with a delicate expression s face,

"Your expression tells me what you're thinking again."

Zhu Qing smiled, lowered his head and exchanged a deep French kiss with Zhao Qingyang, and did not let go until the other party was out of breath.

"I'm just thinking about the next battle."

Seeing Zhao Qingyang's eager expression, the demon stopped the conversation: "I understand what you are thinking-in your heart, I must be a person who does not achieve his goals by any means, and even treats his life and body as a convenient thing. Is the bargaining chip right? So you are worried that I will lose myself by being a demon?"

Zhao Qingyang nodded with a complicated expression.

She thought that Zhu Qing would refute, but this fellow nodded calmly:

"That's right, that's who I am."

Zhao Qingyang: ...

"In the next battle, the elites of the Chu State were all lost—I understand, I understand, you want to say that no matter what I do, I can't stop the result of Chu's subjugation. clear"

The demon relaxed his expression, showing a helpless smile,

"I just thought it wouldn't be so easy for Jin to win,"

"Then, by the way, I can give my teachers the last bit of glory."