My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 132 A chill on the back of the neck

"Brother is slandering something," Wei Wan didn't quite hear it clearly. He gave Rong Xian a half-hearted glance and pursed his lips, "How could I do it on purpose?"

"Huh? The little girl is not very young, why is she biting her so randomly?" Rong Xian raised his eyebrows, raised his hand and flicked it on top of her head, but with no force, "What a shame."

Wei Wan turned a blind eye to Rong Xian's words. He lowered his eyes and took out the silk letter from the bamboo tube. After a cursory glance, he took out the fire fold that came from the observation tower and burned it. "This Bingzhou County Sheriff looks interesting."

"Bingzhou is the second line of defense for the border city. Compared with the city closest to Yanmen Pass," Rong Xian said with unclear meaning, and then raised his eyes to the south, "This location is very important."

"So this Cheng Wen is most likely one of my father's people." Wei Wan walked across the clear land with his gun and walked towards Qin Wu. His eyes looked around and fell on the few battalions huddled together with their heads folded. Ji's eyes dimmed slightly: "Are you from the Central Plains?"

Qin Wu suddenly heard Wei Wan's question and was a little surprised. After thinking about the content, anger suddenly rose on his face and was stuck in his chest: "No! General, these barbarians are so inhuman, how could they This... girl turned out to be a good daughter from the surrounding villages!"

"They were captured by the group of Beishu cavalry guarding the pass. These people can't follow Luoting Qiejiang to the front line. They are resentful in their hearts, so they use them to vent their anger." I don't know what I thought of, but the tall and thick men are all A little red-eyed, "In these villages, various summer-relieving soups are delivered every three days in the summer, and ginger soup is often cooked for the brothers in the military camp in the winter. Across ten miles and eighty villages, the grandmothers and grandfathers use trailers to make soup. It was shipped by the truckload, and it was still piping hot when it arrived.”

"The general didn't allow us to collect things from blind dates, but there are many elderly people with handicapped legs and feet, and they are also very stubborn. The general is also stubborn. Although they are not rare things, the border town is barren. These are all, and more importantly, the villagers The feeling of missing you." Qin Wu said sincerely, with some choking in his words.

Wei Wan realized it and experienced it personally. It was not just what Qin Wu said. Every time a pig was slaughtered on the previous day, the village would send most of it tied with red silk to the military camp, and they would blow up firecrackers in front of the door to ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters.

Her eyes fell back on the few camp girls, who were wearing light clothes. The battlefield was no longer lively and solemn. It already made people tremble from the inside out, not to mention the cold weather in the twelfth month of winter.

Wei led someone to fetch some clean autumn autumn quilts for soldiers. She felt that the girls were a little shivering. She stepped forward and put the dry quilts on them. She turned around and said to Qin Wu: "Give me a tent." They, send them out of the camp tomorrow and go home.”

"Give comfort to your family."

Wei Wan turned his back and didn't notice the glint in the eyes of the girl next to him, falling on the white clothes who were following closely behind Wei Wan. She looked at it vaguely and thought no one noticed it, but Rong Xian was particularly sensitive to the eyes on her. , not to mention the hint of coveting, he immediately raised his eyelids and glanced coldly, a smile appeared on his lips, and a coldness spread all over his body.

Wei Wan was so close that he sensed something was wrong first. He glanced sideways and saw a warm smile on his lips. He felt an inexplicable coldness on the back of his neck, and... something familiar?

She stared and thought, and for a moment, she caught the red thread floating in her mind. Her eyes widened suddenly, and memories flooded into Wei Wan's eyes. It was a bit like looking back at that year with the red-sleeved move all over the house.

Wei Wan immediately shifted his gaze back to the camp girls. After a moment, he saw that one of them had a look that was a bit determined and coveted. This glance did not mean that he was filled with yearning and envy, but that he was seeking to survive in a desperate situation. , coveting for stunning appearance, coveting to fly to the branches.

Too complicated.

When Wei Wan looked over, he could vaguely discern a trace of... hatred and resentment, perhaps not towards her, but towards Wei Jiajun. Under this dim night, the sudden wind, frost, rain and snow were in her eyes, and the pressure of the superior was exuding around her. She and Rong Xian had been imprisoned in Jinyang for more than ten years and relied on each other. Even if there was any discord, Nor can others be allowed to practice it.

Wei Wan was facing the Ying Ji, aware of her hidden sight, he raised his hand, stretched out his slender jade fingers, put his fingertips on Rong Xian's waist, and then hooked Rong Xian's belt, pulling her Looking forward, Rong Xian lowered his eyes, then followed her strength to face her, stepping forward with his center close to her arm.

She raised her long eyelashes, sweeping them in an arc, and raised her eyes. The tails of her slightly round phoenix eyes were slightly raised, but there was endless indifference under her sparkling appearance. This was a gesture that extremely declared sovereignty. Let the coldness around you spread over the battlefield.

It made people feel ashamed for no reason. The Ying Ji was stunned and hurriedly looked away.

The moment her eyes fell on him, Rong Xian's coldness disappeared like a tide, her eyebrows lowered, her expression condensed, and then she turned to look at Wei Wan's actions, and then raised the corners of her lips again, and frowned. .

In Rong Xian's long and narrow eyes, Wei Wan was the only one, staring at her with tenderness and grace. It was obvious that her gaze did not stay on him, but it made his heart boil with love, and his heart was filled with longing, endless bubbling. , he couldn't help but raise his hands and arms to wrap around her waist.

There were many guardsmen in Guan, but Rong Xian didn't go overboard. He just curled up his arms, leaned forward and lowered his head, leaning against the tip of her ear: "Thank you, Awan."

Wei Wan frowned slightly when she saw him approaching, and glanced at him for some reason. She even felt that he was affecting her performance a little. She wanted to push his face away with a hint of impatience, but Rong Xian's words tickled her ears. , looking up at him a little puzzled.

She raised her hands to rub her ears, paused, and looked at Rong Xian, her eyes suddenly widened. If this face alone could steal all the brilliance in the world, now her expressions were so affectionate that it was hard to suppress her sincerity. , is the beauty that is hard to find in the world.

Not good at seducing people.

She looked away dumbly, rubbed the tips of her ears until they were numb and red, then put down her hands and muttered: "Fox."

Hearing this, Rong Xian smiled noncommittally and raised his eyes to look at Qin Wu, who was secretly focusing on them. He regained the coldness around him, and said with a nonchalant tone: "Take the man down, watch carefully."

He hooked his arm around the man's waist, not caring that the coldness of the armor on his body was touching him through his clothes. Under the moonlight, the two of them walked towards the main tent: "I once heard that Fan Guo brought this man with him. Due to the stubbornness of most generals, it is very likely that they did not believe that all 300,000 of the Wei army had been captured, so they took the Juyong Pass guard and went out to find it themselves."

"To the northwest of Bingzhou are soldiers from Northern Shu, and to the south are Beirong. The fact that the garrison at Zijingguan ran into Ah Ying head-on means that Lin Lu went to the east of Bingzhou." Wei Wan held his fingertips and thought for a moment, then blinked. "Yanshan."

(End of this chapter)