God of War: I’m dying, can I meet?

The only six-star hotel in Cheongsa Town.

This hotel was built by Ling Qingxiao in order to promote tourism in Qingsha Town and benefit the people.

It's a pity that Qingsha Town is too backward, and the hotel is sparsely populated.

"Have all the previous tenants settled in?"

Ling Qingxiao wore a plain top, the autumn breeze was bleak, she wrapped her trench coat tightly, and there were a pair of flat shoes under her feet, but even so, it was difficult to hide Ling Qingxiao's slender and good figure.

Iris nodded and said, "Settle down Madame, I have already let the hotel forbid any guests for the next nine months, and there are no men in the hotel."

Ling Qingxiao gently stroked her stomach and looked at the pristine scenery of Qingsha Town.

She sighed.

If at this time, Xiao Junlin could be by his side, take a walk, and reminisce about the past, how good it would be.

"Madam, I'll walk with you, it's good for the fetus to take more walks.

Ling Qingxiao nodded, and the two walked on the streets of Qingsha Town.

The roads here have not yet been reconstructed with concrete, and they are all stone streets, mottled and rugged.

Iris carefully supported Ling Qingxiao, for fear that she would break her foot.

Ling Qingxiao smiled and said, "Do you think I'm weak?"

She gently patted the back of Iris's hand, signaling that she didn't need to be so nervous.

"Don't worry, I grew up here, and I've walked this road many times. Ling

Qingxiao passed through her original middle school.

"This is where I used to go to school, and it was here that your Lord of the War met me for the first time.

Ling Qingxiao seemed to be talking to Iris, and it was like talking to herself.

She gestured to a clearing.

"At that time, I was blocked by a group of hooligans, and it was your god of war who saved me. Iris

said curiously: "Madam, how old was the god of war at that time?" "

18 years old, I don't know where he got the strength, he beat all the hooligans alone." "

It's amazing!"

Iris exclaimed: "At that time, Lord War God should have not enlisted in the army, so he had such a powerful skill?"

Ling Qingxiao's eyes flashed with a little pride, and he smiled: "Yes, he asked me to hide behind him and told me to close my eyes and not look, I was scared to death at the time, and it wasn't until he asked me to open my eyes that I saw him win."

Ling Qingxiao couldn't stop the memories and smiles on his face, and continued: "At that time, he was like a god of war, guarding in front of me.

Iris nodded heavily and said, "Later, Lord Army God also guarded our territory in Great Xia!" As he spoke

, Iris stuck out his tongue again and said, "Madam, why don't you forgive Lord War God

?" Ling Qingxiao glanced at her and said, "You were selected by him from the military region and became the captain of the Iris team at the age of 20, so you are his person and want to say good things for him?"

Iris shook his head like a rattle:" Madam, I am your man, the Lord of War has given a death order, and the iris will always obey you alone, and no one can change it.

Ling Qingxiao glared at her and said angrily, "Then you are not allowed to say good things for him."

It's just that her expression is not as angry as Xiao Junlin two days ago, and she has obviously lost a lot of anger.

After passing the school, Ling Qingxiao stopped in front of an old house again.

Ling Qingxiao muttered and recalled, "That's where he and I used to live?"

Iris said in surprise: "The hometown of Lord and Mrs. Warlord?"

Iris looked at the old house in front of him.

It is an old-fashioned two-story building, with walls stacked with large white stone strips, and on top of them are individual cyan tiles, many of which have cracks on them, and may leak when it rains.

Those who have lived here can imagine how hard life has been.

But Iris didn't expect that the world-famous military god of Zhenguo walked out from here.

Ling Qingxiao nodded.

Xiao Junlin's past was a highly secret that was deliberately concealed by the Great Xia government.

Because with Xiao Junlin's status, any bit of his past may be infinitely magnified, spread rumors, and become a means for the enemy country to slander him.

For example, the life experience of an orphan.

Ling Qingxiao walked to a small stone pier in front of the old house and sat down.

Iris quickly wiped the surface of the stone pier with his sleeve a few times.

Ling Qingxiao looked at the street outside the house, facing the entrance of Qingsha Town, and she recalled: "At that time, after Xingyue went to school, I often sat here, waiting for him to come back from the military region.

"Waited ten, a hundred, a thousand...... How many times have I forgotten too.

Ling Qingxiao looked at the collapsed peach tree next to her and said with a smile: "I only remember that there were eight hundred and seventy-three peach blossoms on it at that time, and I picked sixty-six of them and counted the petals there...... The singular number is that he will return today, and the even number is not. Iris

was short of breath, she had never done anything like this, but she could feel how lonely Ling Qingxiao was at that time, and how much she wanted the return of the military god.

Therefore, Iris scolded in her heart, "Xiao Junlin bastard", with such a good lady, she still has to go out to play with women.

Ling Qingxiao sat for a long time, her eyes were slightly distracted, and suddenly, her delicate body trembled, and she actually saw that at the entrance of Qingsha Town, there was a man in plain clothes but with a burly body, who was striding over.

Her heart unconsciously beat faster, and she murmured, "My husband ......."