Can a general do whatever he wants?

"Yan Yue, you can't do this! You're going to die."

The leading man who was caught struggled and yelled at Yan Yue, he was still young and he didn't want to die.

Yan Yue stared at his gradually distorted face with cold eyes, and smiled lightly:

"Oh. I think I will die a lot, what are you." Then he ordered the people who moved the mountain: "Throw it over."

Huang Tie's eyes hesitated, he was not used to such things as killing.

"What's wrong?"

Yan Yue's deep and powerful voice pulled him back from his thoughts, and without thinking too much, he ordered his companions behind to throw all these men in DPRK uniforms to the innermost hole.At this time, Han Ran, who was unaware above the entrance of the cave, was still shooting wildly down the cave. Even if there was only one shot, Yan Yue would not die and most of them would be injured.

In the darkness, a few people suddenly flew out from the bottom of the cave and were exposed to the guns. Realizing that something was wrong, Han Ran hurriedly ordered the soldiers who fired the bullets to stop attacking.

Too bad it's too late.

Before the soldiers could loosen the button of their guns, those wearing uniforms of the same color with golden eagle badges had already died in the hail of bullets.

Yan Yue won again.

Han Ran was in a daze, looking at the blood at the bottom of the cave in horror.

Not only did Yan Yue win, he also killed Han Ran's favorite chess piece.Han Ran's expression gradually distorted, his nostrils were steaming, and he yelled angrily at his dead companion, "Yan Yue!!"

The ear-piercing roar shuttled through the weeds on the back mountain, and the wind and grass slid past the legs of Yan Yue and his party, and Chen Ming, who stayed beside Yan Yue, looked loosely at the top of the mountain behind.

"Look at what?"

Yan Yue picked up the buttoned hair of Chen Ming's ear and pinned it back. Chen Ming's hair was too long, and he had to cut it for him when he went back.

Chen Ming turned his head with clear eyes, and met Yan Yue's dark and deep eyes and asked: "You promised me before that you will accompany me to Jiangnan after the end, is this the end?"

Yan Yue smiled warmly.

"It's over, but it's almost..."

"What's wrong?"

"Are you in such a hurry to go to Jiangnan?"

Chen Ming lowered his head and bit his lip, he tugged at the side of his trouser leg.He was really anxious to go, and the moment his memory fully came back to life, he wanted to fly to Jiangnan immediately.In the old days, it was impossible to accompany the teacher to bury him when he died, but now how can he miss kowtow at his grave.

If you have a bad debt in your heart, you don't have to worry about it if you forget it. Now that you remember it, Chen Ming has to ignore it.

"Worried. I want to see my teacher."

Chen Ming's eyes were extremely resolute, and Yan Yue felt a little sour on that dead man for a moment.

"If only you wanted to see me as much as you wanted to see your teacher. I'd be glad."

Not sure what kind of temperament the man in front of him is, it seems that Yan Yue is really good to him, and he is always thinking of himself, Chen Ming doesn't have to keep a cold face to him, he rarely shows a smile, and he teases Yan Yue with the corner of his mouth:

"You're glib again."

All Yan Yue wanted was for Chen Ming to smile at him.Chen Ming's smiling face kept enlarging in his pupils, and the emotions deeply engraved in his eyes were like needles embroidered in the deepest part of his eyes.Yan Yue closed the corners of his eyes, and Wen Xu held Chen Ming's face in his hands: "You look so pretty when you smile."

"Ok?"

Chen Ming didn't think he belonged to the good-looking gang, at most he was considered handsome.In terms of good looks, Yan Yue is much better looking than himself, "You are joking. Stop making trouble, let's go down the mountain."

Chen Ming dodged Yan Yue's hand, lowered his head and passed by his side, his face blushed unconsciously, besides the hotness on his face, his heart also couldn't help beating faster, thumping and about to jump out of his chest.

What's wrong with me.

Chen Ming covered his heart and returned to Yan's house trembling all the way.When getting out of the car, Yan Yue got out of the car first and wanted to hold his hand, but because of his anxiety, Chen Ming insisted on running away from Yan Yue's hand at the fastest speed, and flew back to Beiyuan.

Yan Yue looked at his hand hanging in mid-air with a dazed expression.

"Ming'er, what's the matter?"

After returning to the room, Chen Ming hurried to the table and poured two cups of herbal tea for himself. After taking a sip of tea, he rolled and recovered in his stomach, and Chen Ming felt more at ease from the bottom of his heart.He lay on the round table, his face flushed, "Why is my heart beating so fast, I just sat with Yan Yue and felt like I couldn't breathe."

Yan Yue still couldn't let Chen Ming go, he looked very strange just now.After asking the servants who passed by, Yan Yue knew that Chen Ming had returned to the room.When Yan Yue opened the door, he saw Chen Ming prostrated on the table abnormally, mumbling something in his mouth.

Thinking that Chen Ming was sick, Yan Yue hugged Chen Ming in a panic and tore him off the table: "Ming'er, are you okay?"

Chen Ming's complexion was indeed not good, his face was abnormally red, his eyes were erratic and he didn't know what he was looking at.Yan Yue couldn't see what happened to Chen Ming for a while.

He yelled at the door: "Zhao Ling! Come in for me."

Zhao Ling, who hadn't put down the tools on his shoulders, felt bitter. Hearing Yan Yue's call, he had no choice but to run into the room.As soon as he entered the room, he saw Yan Yue hugging Chen Ming on the ground.

Yan Yue looked flustered like he had never seen before, suspecting that something serious happened to Chen Ming, Zhao Ling ran to them in a hurry without even letting go of the rope on his shoulders.

Chen Ming's face was flushed abnormally, and he was panting abnormally.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter?"

"I know what's wrong, so I still need to call you?"

What Yan Yue meant was to let Zhao Ling find a doctor as soon as possible, Zhao Ling was not stupid, he put down his tools and rushed to the nearest pharmacy.

During this period, Yan Yue carefully placed the unconscious Chen Ming on the bed, and brought him a basin of hot water to wipe his body carefully.Chen Ming slept peacefully as before, his hands were neatly placed on the quilt, obediently and motionless.

Fascinated, Yan Yue tried to touch his face.Before Chen Ming told him not to let him touch him, but now that Chen Ming is asleep, it's okay to kiss him a little.

Thinking of this, Yan Yue put his lips on Chen Ming's face.

"Master Yue! The doctor is here."

……

An untimely sound at the door interrupted Yan Yue's attempt.

Why didn't he come but at this time, Yan Yue turned to look at Zhao Ling with a little resentment.

Zhao Ling led the white-bearded doctor to the bed, the doctor looked at the young man on the bed in doubt, wondering why there was a smell of medicine jars.Without thinking too much, the doctor grabbed Chen Ming's hand and roughly felt his pulse.

"Um……"

The doctor rubbed his beard and said quietly: "The heart is quick, the breath is short, and it is dead."

"expire?"

Zhao Ling was dissatisfied, "You said sister-in-law died? Sister-in-law is obviously angry, you are a quack."

"What breathless?"

The doctor glared at Zhao Ling seriously, "I'm talking about breaking...short breath."

"It turned out to be shortness of breath, can you pronounce it better?"

"Don't everyone talk like that? You young man has a bad temper."

Zhao Ling has always been low-key and calm, and his tone of voice has always been calm. How can this doctor know that he has a bad temper...

"Okay. Doctor, tell me why Ming'er is short of breath."

"Looking at the pulse, I guess it's...so nervous that I forgot to breathe." The doctor cast a glance at Chen Ming on the bed, "Tsk, this young man is very timid."