Chapter 198: Lord General, fortune telling (57-58)

However, just as Luo Yunguo's army escorted the prisoners back to the border, something unexpected happened.

A secret guard sent by the monarch of Xiuyue Kingdom was crouching not far from the team.

Holding a sophisticated organ crossbow in his hand, he aimed directly at Xiu Jin's head.

At the same time, Xiu Jin also suddenly sensed the unfeeling chill.

He couldn't help laughing sadly a few times.

Yes, what about the prince of a country and his own son.

No matter who it is in Xiuyue Nation, once captured and surrendered, in order to keep the secrets of the country, he will inevitably kill him.

He hasn't even been able to kill Xiang Xing.

The father wanted to take his life, justified.

Thinking about it, Xiu Jin raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the dignified back not far ahead.

There was a determined cruelty in the bottom of his eyes.

Ah.

Even if he wants to die, he has to be backed up!

After thinking about it, Xiu Jin took a deep breath and yelled.

"Yan Heng!!"

This shout not only alarmed Yan Heng's army, but also the secret guard who was ready to go.

The dark guard no longer hesitated, and pulled the trigger of the organ crossbow.

The crossbow arrow hit quickly with the sound of breaking through the air.

"...There is a situation! Protect the hostages!"

Yan Heng was shocked when he saw this, he couldn't help but pulled the rein and turned his horse's head, hurriedly ordered.

The soldiers quickly raised their shields.

Unfortunately, it was still a step slower, the crossbow arrow flew directly along the gap in the shield towards Xiu Jin.

However, just as the crossbow arrow was about to sink into his head.

The soldiers saw that the man laughed madly several times, and his whole body burst out suddenly.

The crossbow arrow was shocked by his internal breath and turned its direction directly, and flew towards Yan Heng!

"...Protect the general!!"

The soldiers lost their color in shock, and hurriedly raised their shields in fright.

But this crossbow arrow, which was blessed by the ten percent inner interest of Xiu Jin, penetrated all the shields powerfully.

Even Yan Heng could only raise his hand subconsciously, using his arm and internal strength to block it.

But at the same time.

Sudden change!

At the moment of the moment, the man suddenly heard that there was an even faster breaking through the air from the side, coming swiftly.

"...Keng!"

An arrow flew over and hit the crossbow arrow accurately.

Unfortunately, due to lack of internal strength, the crossbow arrow did not penetrate, only the arrow path was slightly changed.

It made the crossbow arrow directly rubbed Yan Heng's ears, leaving only a blood mark on the perfect ear.

The whole army was stunned.

Yan Heng was shocked, but he seemed to have sensed something, and looked sideways slightly in astonishment.

In the flying dust, a small but swift and vigorous horse, carrying a small figure, galloped towards him.

The little man on the horse wore a sleek and sophisticated skirt armor, and his head was covered with a half-hidden helmet with only his eyes visible. He couldn't see his face for a while.

But in her hand, she held the vine bow that made him so familiar.

"Xinger..."

Yan Heng was shaking all over, and couldn't help getting off his horse.

At the same time, the little horse came up to him.

The little man also turned over and got off his horse, but he seemed to be exhausted, and when his legs became weak, he was about to fall down.

The man flew forward instantly and put her firmly into his arms.

Raising his hand, carefully peeled off the refined helmet.

The familiar face he thought about day and night suddenly came into view.

It's just that those soft apricot eyes have already turned red.

"Yan Heng... Wow! ——"

The little guy couldn't help it anymore, hugging him tightly, shaking, and crying loudly.

Xiang Xing also didn't know how long he had been crying.

In short, when she releases all her anxiety, fear and worry, everyone has been held by Yan Heng and returned to the Xibianguan Camp.

She twitched her little nose, slowly returning to her senses.

Instead, I first saw a handsome face that was full of exotic, familiar and awkward, and was covering his mouth and looking at her desperately with a smile.

"..."

The little guy's cheeks suddenly burst red, and he couldn't help narrowing his soft eyes tightly, and drilled into his man's arms.

"...Hahahahaha!"

Sha Lie couldn't help it anymore and laughed loudly.

With a smile, I didn't forget to spit out, "I just cried like a bear kid before the fifty thousand army, why didn't you see you as shy?"

"..."

Xiang Xing's ears became even hotter.

She couldn't, so she tightened Yan Heng's waist and muttered angrily, "You let him out..."

"good."

Yan Heng rubbed the smoky little head, and also concealed the corners of his lips.

With a light cough, the gentle color in his eyes disappeared, and he cast a cold look at Sha Lie.

"Get out."

"...Hey, this hall is also the barbarian prince anyway, your little general dare to call me like this!"

Sha Lie slapped the table pretentiously and retorted badly.

In the next second, in the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a small general holding up the bow beside him in a calm manner.

He was so frightened that he was as good as a king in an instant.

Get up quickly and retreat on the ground.

"Then what... Don't forget, ask your emperor, Lao Er, for a gift of thanks from the temple for your help!"

He shouted with a smile, and his figure flashed out of the big tent.

"call……"

Feeling the unobstructed aura around him, Xiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and his body relaxed.

The little head reluctantly lifted from the armor she had wiped her nose and tears on, and her moist, soft eyes blinked.

But when he met the man's intense gaze with a deep smile, he stared, a little embarrassed and stayed away from the other side.

"You and I……"

She puffed up her soft ball face and talked nonsense subconsciously, "I, because your armor hurts, I cried..."

"right?"

Yan Heng sneered low.

Mo eyes swayed slightly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "Then, please help me unload it, Madam?"

"...Who is your wife! Nonsense!"

Xiang Xing blushed again.

The little hand moved subconsciously to remove his armor.

The armor was removed, but she jumped out of his arms, and stomped back on the ground.

Pinching his little nose, looking at the man with a deep and soft nasal voice, "Sweat and smelly, don't come near me."

Yan Heng was amused by her and laughed.

He raised his brows slightly, raised his delicate chin to the little guy, and smiled more freely: "I don't believe that under your skirt armor, it doesn't taste the same."

"...The girl's sweat is scented!"

Xiang Xing stomped his foot and retorted angrily.

Unexpectedly, the man got up and approached her with a smile.

"Then you prove it to me?"

...

later.

Xiu Jin, who had exhausted his body, suffocated, and his body, along with the guard who assassinated him, was sent back to Xiuyue Nation.

The monarch of Xiuyue Kingdom was angry and heartbroken, but he dared not say anything.

He sent someone to kill the son, and they even packaged and sent back the evidence.

Coupled with this battle, he suffered heavy losses and losses, making it difficult for him to gather again for a while.

Can only endure it.