Pampering the sea

The long wind blew up the dust on the ground, and also rolled up Chu Zhiling's robe. His black hair fluttered a little messily in the wind, and the small silver crown on his head was a little crooked due to the long fight.

He said he wanted to protect her, but at the critical moment, it was she who protected him.

Because she noticed the horse's injury, she concluded that the horse could not carry the two people far, so she gave up getting on the horse and let him escape.

He didn't understand the care in her eyes, but thought she was ignorant and unreasonable.

What played back endlessly in his mind was the girl's movement of throwing an arrow into a horse, and her eyes glistening with tears. Chu Zhiling's fists were clenched tightly, and his lips were drawn into a line. He tried his best to restrain himself from breaking the dike. Emotions.

Who is it that leaves you with the hope of life?

Who is it that will never give up on you?

Who is it that chooses to face the bloody storm alone, facing the boundless life and death, but keeps the deepest emotions in his heart, and is unwilling to reveal a single bit?

A girl like her is unwilling to talk about love easily, but she values ​​love and righteousness more than anyone else.

The sound of the wind was long, covering up the chirping of the autumn insects, and a few solitary stars beside the crescent moon flashed sporadically, blinking their eyes as if they were about to shed tears.The night is lonely and the road ahead is long.

"Get up, get up, get up!" Chu Zhiling half-kneeled on the grass, almost roaring towards the black horse.Ma half-closed his eyes, let out a faint breath, and his eyes were filled with the color of death.

Chu Zhiling clasped the grass tightly, the soil seeped between his fingers, and roared, "Get up!"

After leaving Xinyue, the horse rioted frantically, and almost fell Chu Zhiling to death. The horse ran far away in such a state of pain and almost madness. Now there is no mount, and Chu Zhiling can only rely on walking. It is simply a fantasy that Zhiling can reach Xinyue in a short time.

On the other side, Xin Yue was fighting desperately, most of his strength was exhausted, it could be said that he was almost dying.She felt that her abdomen was very painful, especially painful. If this battle was normal, she might have a chance of winning, but now, she had to restrain herself and try not to make big moves, which would hurt the child in her womb.

Even though she knows that her life may be lost, it seems that the mother protects the child out of instinct.

The long wind swept across the ground, and in the endless night, there was a strong smell of blood. Xin Yue's left shoulder was slashed by a knife, and a thick flower of blood bloomed.

As if having a telepathy, Chu Zhiling's heart tightened for no reason, and he couldn't help kicking the blood-stained black horse in a hurry. The black horse fell to the ground motionless as if dead.

"Get up..."

Thinking that Xin Yue might die in the next second, Chu Zhiling felt chills all over his body just thinking about it. He is not a fragile man. He has experienced many battles and seen many massacres. When he was young, his family He was raped and beheaded by all the families, and when he was young, he traveled all over the country and had constant disturbances. He has experienced many hardships, but he has never been so helpless and painful as he is now.

His family members died when he was young. At that time, he was still ignorant and didn't know what death was. Later, when he grew up and saw other people's families with parents and brothers, he knew what it meant to be lonely and lonely.

Now, there is a woman who pays so much for him. She pricks herself with needles all over her hands just to make a small ornament for him. After failing her, she still chose to leave the hope of life to him. Many people said that she was too arrogant, but she never asked him to do anything, not at all.

Just now, she could have asked him to stay and share the adversity, which would increase the chances of winning a lot, but she still let him go, he thought, it's not that she didn't want him to stay, but after weighing it, she still didn't want him to take the risk .

Such a woman, what can a husband ask for?

Chu Zhiling pursed his lips tightly, and then said to the horse, "Get up... get up..." Later, the roar turned into a pitiful pleading, "I beg you to get up..."

He is a man like a king. No matter how difficult he has encountered in his life, he has never asked anyone for help. But at this moment, he has lost all his pride and turned to a beast with reddened eyes.

If it wasn't for the depth of love, how could such weakness be allowed?

He doesn't want her to die...

Just think of never being able to see her again, not being able to hear her smile, not being able to see her looking up at him with bright eyes, not being able to hug her when she was tired, not being able to see her frowning and drawing... just thinking of her When he is gone, he will feel a strong sadness in his heart.

The horse seemed to be psychic. Seeing Chu Zhiling's expression of concern, he raised his eyelids.

It seemed to sense the master's strong mood, and gave a low "hiss", like a gentle comfort.

"Get up, stand up!"

The horse moved its legs and struggled to support the ground.When Chu Zhiling saw it get up, hope was rekindled in his heart. He encouraged the horse and said, "Stand up, stand up like a man! Follow Big Brother to charge and save Big Brother's woman!"

The horse stood firmly on the ground, its eyes were bloodshot, obviously enduring great pain.

"Good job!" Chu Zhiling sat on the horse's back, picked up the reins, clamped the horse's belly, and moved forward quickly.The sound of horseshoes sounded in the night.

However, after running for about twenty steps, the horse's legs gave way, and the horse and man fell to the ground.

"Ow..."

Dark clouds surrounded Yuehua, the sky was terribly dark, and the fallen horse whimpered in pain.

Xin Yue retreated far away, forced himself to prop himself up with a knife, and looked at the people in front of him with gloomy eyes: "Don't you all advocate Bushido? So many people bully me, a woman, are you a man? A little bloody, just come one by one, we will fight alone, swordsmanship competition!"

After speaking, he used the sword in his hand to make a move commonly used by Chunin, and his eyes burst into a compelling light.

For Xin Yue, in any case, fighting alone is less lethal than a group siege, and her chances of survival are much higher, and this kind of inspiration also comes from the samurai's seppuku suicide just now, she hopes that these people also have Such a warrior spirit.

Seeing that everyone was quiet and no longer beating and killing her like before, she felt overjoyed, which proved that this move was feasible.

Suddenly, a dull and thick voice sounded: "What are you doing standing there? The most important thing in Bushido spirit is loyalty. You are the warriors of Qianye's family, and you want to eradicate enemies for Qianye's family, and Chikushi Yukiyo is your enemy! I'm going, don't dawdle, kill her! Our lord will reward you a lot!"

"Yes, Shimono Mori-sama!"

Shimono Shou's face was still stained with horse blood, and his funny face was strangely ferocious. When he looked at Xin Yue, he was ruthless and decisive, but also arrogant and proud, as if he was facing an ant, and he would lose his mind after a few flops. Return to the west.