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Since Xie Wuguan put pressure last time, he has been waiting for Xue Mu's action.

Sure enough, on the third night, a fire broke out in the military area. It is said that the other party sneaked in to release it. Most of the military rations in a warehouse were burned.

Because of this wave, the soldiers were filled with righteous indignation, and wanted to show color to the enemy on the opposite side

There are fewer and fewer people who keep calm, and even some of Xie Wuguan's military leaders will come over to find out when the war will start

Xie Wuguan always replied with the same sentence: "Go back and stay well."

He got angry and turned out to be the real culprit, and everyone came to ask Xue Mu one after another, and left contentedly after getting a "soon".

Xue Mu knew that Xie Wuguan was waiting for the arrival of a new type of weapon, so he worked extra hard behind the scenes. Under the circumstance that Xie Wuguan never expected, a week later, the new type of weapon arrived in his hands.

Also at the same time, the Fujian faction on the opposite side quietly launched a war one night.

Then Xiao Lingqing happened to have a dream, and he was drenched in sweat in the middle of the night, but he didn't care much, so he put on his clothes and wanted to go to the young commander's room to have a look.

no one.

His face suddenly turned pale, and the messenger soldier who was left behind rushed over when he heard the sound, saw his appearance, and whispered: "The other side called in the middle of the night, the young commander didn't have time to call you, so he asked me to stay and leave. "

"When I called in the early morning, I thought it was a small-scale temptation, but the other side called again at dawn. The young commander asked us to guard, and we really caught the person who wanted to sneak in."

Xiao Lingqing's pupils shrank.

He remembered what Xie Wuguan said, that Xue Mu would attack him when he won the first battle.

Following Xue Mu's wishes, Ji Mu arranged for the assassin to do a scene.

But Xue Mu...

He was thinking almost hastily, would a suspicious person like Xue Mu do it himself?

The person who broke free from the nightmare seemed to have fallen into another nightmare, his black hair soaked in cold sweat stuck to the side of his face, making his face look like gold paper.

Seeing Adjutant Xiao's poor condition, the correspondent tentatively said: "Um, why don't you go back first, the young commander will come back as soon as the matter is over."

In the dream, Xie Wuguan was seriously injured and dying, and he could still vividly see Xiao Lingqing's increasingly chaotic mind split like lightning.

Xiao Lingqing suddenly woke up from the nightmare.His voice was hoarse as if it had been polished by sandpaper: "Prepare the car."

The correspondent was taken aback: "Huh?"

Xiao Lingqing looked over with cold eyes like a ghost: "I said, prepare the car."

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On the battlefield, artillery fire roared, people kept falling in the hail of bullets, and the enemies on the opposite side kept fleeing, which was enough to show that Xie Wuguan had already taken advantage of this battle.

In the temporary tent, he put away the gun indifferently, with the unfinished smell of gunpowder on his body, as if he had already gotten used to it.

"Let's go," Xie Wuguan brushed his sleeves.

If you don't go back, Xiao Lingqing should wake up.

Not far away, there were two fish-like shadows lurking. Standing behind, Xue Mu held his breath and watched his every move closely.

Hearing this, he was slightly relieved, Yu Guangming noticed the two shadows, but Xue Mu smiled: "You are really worried about Adjutant Xiao in such a hurry to go back."

"He didn't receive the news," Xie Wuguan didn't deny, avoiding a corpse under his feet, "you go too, go back and discuss the next thing."

Two black shadows had sneaked behind him and slowly raised their guns.

The smile on the corner of Xue Mu's mouth grew bigger and bigger. He watched Xie Wuguan go straight past him and walked back, and said softly: "Young commander, I'm afraid I can't obey my orders."

The battlefield was full of voices, and the sound of countless stray bullets exploded in my ears.

Xie Wuguan turned back slightly: "What—"

He didn't have time to finish asking, staring at Xue Mu's hand on his waist, his face suddenly changed.

In the dark, the two people who had already colluded with each other looked at each other, and slowly raised their hands——

"boom!"

Xie Wuguan's tall figure suddenly froze, and even the two people in the shadows were stunned. They looked down at the cold and black muzzle of each other's guns, and remained rigidly motionless.

The gun used for acting has not been moved yet.

Before Xue Mu let go of his hand, he could feel Xie Wuguan's gaze on his face, as well as his gun muzzle emitting hot white smoke in his vision.

Xie Wuguan's reaction was even weirder than he had imagined. The moment he shot the gun, his expression became complicated, just like the pain he experienced when he went to every world to receive information.

Xue Mu stared at the person in front of him defensively, pointed steadily at Xie Wuguan, and shouted sharply into the shadows, "Why don't you shoot?"

Xie Wuguan took a step back abruptly as if he had woken up, coughing up blood from his mouth.

"Xue Mu, you..."

In the dark, the two also rushed out suddenly.

The continuous gunfire is not abrupt on the noisy battlefield.

The hands of the two were trembling, and when Xue Mu raised his hand to follow up with the gun, there was a look of horror in his eyes.

If Xie Wuguan died, they would not have a better time.

Xie Wuguan felt a burst of hot and humid arms.

He was a little unsteady, so he took a step back involuntarily. Who knew that there was a dirt slope behind him. He stepped on the soft dirt mound, and fell down awkwardly and staggeringly.

Xue Mu seemed to be red-eyed, even when he saw Xie Wuguan fell to the ground, the pistol in his hand was finally empty.

go to hell.

A gleam of joy flashed in his eyes, at this moment he still kept the mask, and after the pistol in his hand ran out of bullets, he slowly put on a new one.

Xie Wuguan leaned on the ground, coughing up blood flowing down his cheeks to his neck.

"Young Marshal, are you curious?" Xue Mu still looked like a good man, he seemed to be gentle with everyone, even if he had just betrayed the lord.

Xie Wuguan's hand covering his chest trembled with the violent ups and downs of his chest, and he was already unable to speak a word.

Xue Mu approached and raised his gun, and smiled slowly: "It's okay, young commander, you don't need to know."

He treats every child of the world who has been deprived of his luck, with condescending pity and regret.

"When your luck becomes mine, you become a dead soul for my use."

"—You just, know everything."

At this moment, several people suddenly exclaimed not far away.

Xue Mu turned his head coldly, and saw several people in military uniforms running towards them.

Looks like I'm running out of time.

A cruel smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and just as he was about to turn his gun to the two people around him, he heard Xiao Lingqing's extremely gloomy voice.

"Catch Xue Mu for me."

Xue Mu was taken aback, turned his head to look over, and found a pale man wearing a dark green cloak at the end of the line, looking coldly like a ghost looking for his life.

Xue Mu felt guilty for no reason.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Lingqing came at this time.

run.

This was the first thought that came to his mind.

Xue Mu took a step back, seeing that the two people had already fled into the bushes, and he also gritted his teeth and plunged into the deep jungle behind him.

The sound of bullets piercing through the wind rang in his ears one after another, Xue Mu let out a muffled snort, and fled out clutching his bleeding wound.

Several men passed by with the pursuers.

Looking at the glaring blood, Xiao Lingqing's hand holding the button of the cloak turned white, and walked towards Xie Wuguan step by step.

nothing.

He soothed himself.

But the closer he got, the more clearly he could see how much blood Xie Wuguan left behind.

In the end Xiao Lingqing stood still and didn't dare to move. Looking at Xie Wuguan with his eyes closed, his ears were full of roaring.

Why still get hurt.

Will you die?

Why do you still get hurt if you do it all over again.

...do it all over again.

Xiao Lingqing thought in confusion, what is a new start, why would he think of this.

His headache seemed to be splitting, and the messy dream fragments were flying in his brain, until he saw Xie Wuguan raised his pale face and smiled at him before returning to the human world.

Seeing him, Xie Wuguan's tightly knit brows loosened because of pain, and even stretched out his left hand to beckon.

"It's good to hear you're wearing a bulletproof vest," Xie Wuguan pinched his cheeks in front of everyone without hesitation, seeing his fair cheeks being dusty by himself, he smiled to himself for a while, and then spoke with a tone of voice. Ask him with a smile, "What reward do you want?"

Although he pretended to be relaxed, the fatigue in his tone was hard to hide.

Xiao Lingqing saw that everyone hurriedly took off the equipment on this man's body for inspection, his eyes stayed on the bleeding right hand for a while, and moved slowly and with difficulty to his bruised calf.

"...don't reward," he said in a hoarse voice, but he could still hear his original cold voice, "Young commander, this is my responsibility."

Xie Wuguan was supported to sit up, and the sight he looked at was a bit complicated that he didn't understand, as if after many years, he suddenly jumped through time and cast a glance at him now.

Xiao Lingqing's head was still hurting, but he didn't show it at all, and said softly, "Young commander?"

Xie Wuguan let out a "huh".

His handsome brows and eyes were still slightly twisted, and it didn't feel good to receive huge information. He even saw the situation of the first life in his memory.

first generation.

Xiao Lingqing noticed it, but didn't have time.

When he arrived, he couldn't save himself.

Xie Wuguan closed his eyes.

Xiao Lingqing turned his head, his voice was still so calm, as reliable as he had encountered in difficult situations in the rear countless times: "What are you looking for? Call a medical soldier."

Xiao Lingqing thought that these people would get busy, but everyone looked up in shock, as if they saw something unbelievable or even frightening.

Xiao Lingqing didn't understand.

His mind is numb, and everything depends on instinct.

"Can't understand?"

The subordinate was shocked by the fierceness, and finally turned around and ran back.

The remaining people began to tear off the fabric of the crownless right arm for bandaging.

Xiao Lingqing was about to leave to deal with the mess, but was stopped by Xie Wuguan.

He paused, turned around in confusion, walked to Xie Wuguan and squatted down.

Xie Wuguan still had eyes that he didn't understand, looked at him very gently, stroked his cheek with his uninjured left hand, and wiped away the wetness on his face little by little.

Xiao Lingqing heard Xie Wuguan's words.

"Xiao Lingqing, you are crying."

"..."

Three days later, Bai Yuan.

The third floor finally became popular, a group of people in white coats came in and out, Xiao Lingqing stood at the door, his pretty and cold face was expressionless.

After all the medical staff inside came out, he nodded to the professor in charge, and walked in after making sure that there was nothing serious.

Xie Wuguan was sitting on the bed, his face was astonishingly pale due to excessive blood loss.

Xie Wuguan was forced to stay on the bed for the past few days, and when he saw someone came in, he propped his chin up in boredom and said, "Do you remember?"

His gaze stayed on Xiao Lingqing's slightly swollen eyes for two seconds, and he sighed very lightly.

A few days ago, after I poked him to cry, Xiao Lingqing's reaction scared Xie Wuguan into a panic, and it took him a while to coax him.

Xiao Lingqing didn't reply, obviously he was still sulking about Xie Wuguan's injury.

Xie Wuguan didn't think too much, and sighed: "I don't remember, how do I know that Xue Mu really has no other thoughts, all he wants to do is put me in..."

He didn't finish.

Because Xiao Lingqing stared at him again with his crying red rabbit eyes.

Xiao Lingqing's way of recovering his memory was really strange. Every night he would have nightmares, and when he woke up, he would put on his clothes and come to sit in his room in silence.

In order for this person's eyes to no longer be red and bloodshot, Xie Wuguan graciously changed the subject: "Is there really no need to find a doctor?"

Xiao Lingqing refused: "No."

He unconsciously behaved pampered in front of Xie Wuguan, Xie Wuguan looked at it, and estimated that it would take two days to recover his memory.

He asked, "How about Xue Mu?"

Disgust appeared in Xiao Lingqing's eyebrows, but he still resisted and replied: "He was injured by me, and he hid at Ji Mu's place to recuperate, and he can almost walk around."

Xie Wuguan praised a little: "It's amazing."

Xiao Ling kept silent, seemed a little embarrassed, when his eyes fell on the bandage on Xie Wuguan's shoulder, he became cold again.

Like a little ice sculpture trying to suppress his emotions, he looked away and said indifferently: "I have done as you said, and all the things belonging to the foreigners have been withheld. The third young master heard that you led the troops to surround the back of the Fujian Department. They were caught off guard."

The Xie family's internal strife is too well-known, and the young masters in it joined hands to mess with the Fujian faction, which caught people off guard.

Xie Wuguan lazily responded, and suddenly asked him: "Do you want to deal with Xue Mu now, or later?"

later?

Xiao Lingqing knew that Xie Wuguan was waiting for the strange opportunity he said.

Time to restore those memories by yourself.

He lowered his eyes, restraining all the darkness and gloom in his eyes.

Later, he felt it was too late.

Besides, he also thought of how ugly it would be to treat Xue Mu after he recovered his memory, and he would never let Xie Wuguan see himself like that.

He softened his voice a bit: "Of course, the sooner it is resolved, the better."

"Then what should we do?" Xie Wuguan approached, saw the darkness in his eyes a little bit, and said with a smile on his face, "You who had memories before asked me to leave them to you."

After the memory is restored, Xiao Lingqing's life is also extended.

Xie Wuguan was in a happy mood when he thought of that time, and he couldn't help curling his mouth.

Xiao Lingqing was silent for a moment, and just when Xie Wuguan had teased enough and wanted to straighten up, he suddenly heard Xiao Lingqing speak softly.

"Do you like the old me better?"

Xie Wuguan was taken aback for a moment, goosebumps popped up.

"Do not."

He was decisive.

Xiao Ling quietly raised his head and wanted to ask, but when he met Xie Wuguan's gaze, he suddenly shut up as if he sensed some danger.

"Good luck," Xie Wuguan said, "If you ask this kind of question again, I will let you stop talking."

He leaned closer, his warm breath sprinkled on the side of Xiao Lingqing's neck, and his voice was kept low.

"I remember, no matter which world you are familiar with, right?"

"..."

Xue Mu managed to slip away and was rescued by Ji Mu.

He hibernate for nearly a week, and heard that Xie Wuguan's illness has been repeated, and finally one day Ji Mu came back, took a bunch of documents and threw them in front of him.

"Xie Wuguan is dead," Ji Mu said blankly, "You run away, Xiao Lingqing will not let you go."

Xue Mu's whole body was excited from the pores.

He couldn't feel the pain of the wound, so he stood up from the chair directly: "Is he really dead?"

Ji Mu stared at him coldly and said nothing, turned around and left after a few seconds: "I've given you something, come later, I don't want to see you again."

Of course Xue Mu knew that he was a hot potato,

In the past few days, he has figured out that Ji Mu's temper is just waiting for today: "I have the encrypted information of two foreigners in my hand, and they will not give it to you."

He gritted his teeth hard, and for the sake of Xie Wuguan's luck, he didn't care too much: "If someone brings me the body for him, I'll give it to you with the password,"

Hearing this request, Ji Mu's expression was extremely strange: "Everyone was killed by you, what do you want the corpse for? He is at least a young commander. Do you insist on insulting him like this?"

"What do you know?" Xue Mu was already a little crazy. In order to get Xie Wuguan's name, this was almost the most difficult time in his history.

He touched a few wounds on his body, and said with a cold face: "If you help me, you will be paid, do you want to do it?"

Ji Mu stared fixedly at this adjutant who had always been known for his good morals, as if he didn't recognize him anymore, Xue Mu who had been watching was a little annoyed before he nodded.

"I'll help you arrange it."