Demon girl, don't even think about my ruthlessness!

The sword hissed with a series of harsh metal friction sounds.

Under the impact of Ba Ye's scimitar that was several centimeters thick and nearly one and a half meters long, Yan Qing's sharp sword several millimeters thick trembled unbearably.

Yan Qing's eyes narrowed, and he exerted a little more strength in his hands to stabilize the strength of the sword's shock.

Po also glanced contemptuously at Yan Qing's fluttering sword, and said with a sneer, "With your thin sword body, in Turkic it is estimated that the wolf's head was chopped off, halfway through, the sword was broken, and the wolf's skull was still stiff.

Xuanguo people like these flashy things, how can we use the Turkic machete as well. "

But Yan Qing didn't see a trace of panic, holding the sword, a faint thought flashed in his eyes.

Yellow sand floated up from the dry ground, eagles wailed in the distance, and another endless fight began.

From Ba Ye's point of view, it was this little boy who was so timid that he was stunned. He slashed violently with a big machete, opened his mouth and said arrogantly: "What's the matter! I'm so scared that I can't hold a sword! People in Xuanguo are cowards.

Many soldiers were killed by our Turkic people, and your emperor even gave gifts to our Turkic Khan. "

The swords collided, sparks flew, and Ba Ye's fierce eyes were like a lone wolf, and he was about to tear Yan Qing to pieces in the next second.

But every time he thought that he was about to cut Yan Qing's fragile neck, the big machete in Ba Ye's hand would always tilt slightly, and Yan Qing dodged it by luck.

Ba also seemed to be lucky, but more and more luck made him irritable.

Raising the machete, he slashed at Yan Qing relentlessly, Ba Ye was still talking about slandering Xuan Guo, trying to anger this slippery little boy.

Ba Ye: "Why do you work so hard to protect the princess of Xuan Kingdom's royal family? Don't you know that your emperor is unconscious, and the princes are all fighting for power and profit, and no one cares about it?"

You victims who were exiled in the Turks are like those soldiers who died under the sword of the Turks. "

"As an enemy, I can't help being pitiful. Those soldiers guarding the border are not warm, have frostbite on their hands, and they are sallow and emaciated, and they still hold weapons against our Turkic army. I don't know.

The emperor of Daxuan sent a group of beggars to go into battle wearing the iron armor of soldiers..."

What Ba Ye said was the truth, Yan Qing probably guessed that Emperor Xuan Yi used the soldiers on the border as consumables, and she could not approve of this method, even though Xuan Hanyue had revealed Emperor Xuan Yi's plan to her.

The border soldiers who are consumed every year, except for the civilians who occupy the largest share, are too poor to survive, and they may earn a certain salary when they join the army, and they return to their hometowns alive. Some of them have committed theft and murder

criminals, but there are still some innocent refugees and beggars who were caught and forced to serve as soldiers and sent to the border to fight.

In Yan Qing's view, it was ridiculous.

Yan Qing gradually became familiar with the sword in his hand, and with his ingenious and exquisite swordsmanship, he had a chance to fight back, and said: "I don't care about the big plans of the people above, but I just want to kill you

The Turkic people can survive at least a dozen Daxuan people. "

Ba also opened his eyes wide in fear.

Her sword, damn fast!

Originally, he could rely on his weapon advantage to forcibly suppress the little boy, but soon the boy seemed to have taken some panacea, and quickly adapted to his moves.

The thin sword blade that he despised by his ridicule has now turned into a lively white snake, leaving more and more wounds on his body, but it is extremely cunning, no matter how hard he can't dodge it, like a general

Prey to be torn to pieces.

Seeing the sharp sword of the white snake pointing at his heart, Ba Ye's back felt cold for an instant, the fear of imminent death made his heart stop and he couldn't breathe.

The sound of orderly and orderly footsteps suddenly appeared not far away, solemn and majestic. Listen carefully to the subtle sound of the collision of armor and weapons.

Ba Ye's eyes lit up with hope, besides the Turkic army, who else could appear in this poor place?Could it be Da Xuan's army of trash? Impossible!

--Ha ha ha ha

With a trace of fear in his heart, Ba Ye was still stubborn, and shouted at Yan Qing: "Hurry up and put down the sword, our Turkic army is coming, and when the time comes, one man and one knife can chop you into flesh

Silk! "

"Then I can't let you go." Yan Qing said coldly, and quickly dealt with him, and Ba also brought a small group of soldiers, who were still fighting against the guards brought by Xuan Hanyue.

After that, he was quickly defeated.

Xuan Hanyue's chest rose and fell, and her pink lips were lightly parted. Just as she was about to say something, Yan Qing held her hand with a dignified expression, and said, "Let's get out of here quickly, and we won't be caught by the Turkic army."

Before Yan Qing could walk a few more steps, Xuan Hanyue grabbed Yan Qing's arm and explained with a smile: "That is not the Turkic army, but the army secretly cultivated by the emperor."

Yan Qing was puzzled: "How did you know?"

Xuan Hanyue: "Didn't there be a few eagle calls just now? That is actually the secret communication of the army. Through a special piccolo, it can make eagle-like calls. Depending on the pitch of the sound, you can distinguish

The meaning of it is that among the guards my father sent to protect me, some of them were from this army, and they heard the information of this secret communication. They have already contacted this army just now

. "

Just in time, the faces of this mysterious army appeared in front of everyone.

The leading soldier had thick eyebrows and big eyes, the skin color of the people from the Central Plains, and he was wearing the most advanced patterned steel armor of the Xuan Kingdom. He was undoubtedly a Da Xuan person, and everyone's hearts instantly settled down.

The soldier Qi Peng led thousands of soldiers to come forward, knelt down and saluted Xuan Hanyue: "Your servant is late, please forgive me, princess."

Xuan Hanyue still didn't know the situation outside, so she asked the soldier Qi Peng: "After the earthquake, how is the situation in the capital now?"

The soldier Qi Peng showed his embarrassment, and replied respectfully: "Your Majesty is unconscious, the crown prince and the second prince are busy with things in the capital, and they don't know the existence of our group of secret troops. Now only Wang Liang

General Shan presided over the overall situation in the barracks. "

Xuan Hanyue was worried, and only when she heard that General Wang Liangshan was in control of the situation did she feel comforted. After traveling for so long, she was already exhausted, and she just wanted to find a safe place to rest, and she

There are still many doubts and worries in my heart that I want to ask General Wang Liangshan.

Then he said, "Take me, princess, to the barracks."

"Subordinate, obey!" The soldier Qi Peng replied respectfully.

Barracks, tents.

After Xuan Hanyue freshened up, her white and delicate skin regained its radiance, and her sleepy and lazy peach blossom eyes opened and closed, and she was about to fall asleep at any time.

Because her black hair was covered with water droplets, Xuan Hanyue was so tired that she could barely lift her fingers, and she still wanted to ask her maid Xiaogui to come in and dry her hair, but as soon as she said the words, the partner changed.

After receiving the dry towel prepared by the maid, when Yan Qing walked into the tent, the nervousness in his heart dissipated, a helpless smile hung on his lips, and he looked at the sleeping man with doting eyes.

Woman sleeping on a chair.

With a face as white and tender as a pink bun, leaning against the chair, one hand still holding the edge of the chair, a red mark was pressed on the delicate face, breathing shallowly, the nose undulating slightly, and the shiny black hair scattered

It landed on his chest and fell asleep in an extremely unsteady posture.

Yan Qing let out a slight smile, his eyes became gentle and watery, holding a towel, he wiped Xuan Hanyue's hair very gently, not wanting to wake her up.

Looking at Xuan Hanyue's petite and comfortable face, she was so unbelievably quiet, as if she had fallen asleep, and she no longer had to think about those annoying things in the world.

Just watching quietly like this, the room is extraordinarily quiet, only the sound of soft rubbing, and the shiny and smooth hair passing between the fingers, for a moment, Yan Qing felt that time stayed at this moment, how many

it is good……

But no matter how lightly she moved, she couldn't help but wake up.

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and Yan Qing paused for a moment, seeing the grievance, grief, condemnation, and discomfort in Xuan Hanyue's eyes when he opened his eyes to look at her.

Without any words, Yan Qing was able to be trapped, uneasy and guilty as if pressing down on a huge boulder, and even a slight urge to escape arose.

Like a coward, Yan Qing put the half-wet towel aside, wanted to leave here, and said: "Since you are awake, I'd better go out and ask the maidservant Xiaogui to serve you."

Xuan Hanyue looked directly at Yan Qing like this, pursed her lips, frowned slightly, and said angrily: "Before I ran away, I didn't have a chance to tell you clearly, but now! Yan Qing, do you still want to push me away? "

Yan Qing clenched his palms tightly: "I'd better go out, the princess will ask other people to serve her."

"Stop!" Xuan Hanyue snorted, with stubborn eyes that made one feel vulnerable.

It seems that the last second she was a tough princess, even in the face of earthquakes, disasters, and Turkic attacks, she was still in danger, but the next second...

When Yan Qing dared to say any word that broke her heart, Xuan Hanyue would burst into tears.

Xuan Hanyue maintained her proud posture, looking at the back of Yan Qing who was about to leave, but her voice was crying: "Do you really want me to marry another man?"

Hit the nail on the head.

Yan Qing's body froze, his shoulders trembled slightly, as if there were countless people in the body who were madly fighting, struggling to tear apart this restrained and suppressed body, and escape from it.

Suppressed, Yan Qing's eyes turned red, and he uttered a few words with difficulty: "I, no, want to! But Xuan Hanyue, tell me! What can I do?!"