The little general is a pretty wolf wife

"Take a carriage or ride a horse?" Bai Shijiu still asked the gray-clothed boy beside him before setting off.

Si Qi tightened the burden that Nanxing gave him, and he and Nanxing had been alone in Sifang Forest for hundreds of years, but he was still not used to talking to strangers.Taking a timid glance at the Nineteenth Uncle, who had a good-looking but dull face, Si Qi whispered, "I can ride a horse."

The neat soldiers outside looked at the two of them. In order to maintain his military dignity, Bai Jiu couldn't show that soft smile, so he patted Si Qi on the shoulder and stood beside him with only two people. , um, said in a voice that could only be heard by two wolves, "Siqi, you don't have to be afraid of Uncle Nineteen."

"Yeah." Si Qi glanced at him.

After it made sense, he asked his entourage to bring a not-so-tough horse for Si Qi to ride on. After that, Bai Jiu turned on the horse very nimbly, shouted in front of the three armies and set off to the emperor in a mighty manner. to the city.

Bai Jiujiu held the rein tightly with his eyes shining, he was about to go home to see Zai Zai Man Man and Yuan Lang, if he hadn't been leading the three armies back to the city, he would have arrived long ago.Bai Jiu was able to suppress his excitement, and looked into the distance with deep eyes.

Daishan is stretching, horses are stepping on flowers, iron armor is shiny, and the soldiers who returned home after a narrow escape stole the reunion again.

Bai Jiu had been trembling longing for such a reunion, but before the reunion came, he received the news of parting first.

Yuan Shiyi hurried over and handed Bai 19 Yuanjia's letter with red eyes in the starlight.

Grandma died to protect Yuan Lang.A nine-tailed fox came from the demon world and tried to take Yuan Jia away by force, but the grandmother tried her best to protect her and ended up in a frenzy.

Bai Jiu looked at the letter paper in front of him in a speechless manner, and read it over and over again.Behind him, the soldiers surrounded the bonfire and sang the little tunes of their hometown loudly, and the starry sky above his head was so bright that he seemed to have returned to the demon world for a while.

Bai Jiu's fingertips were trembling, he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, he could only grab Yuan Shiyi's hand and look at him, it must be fake.

This must be fake!Grandma, she has such powerful mana and merits, how could she die!How can it be…

Bai Jiu pleaded as tears glistened in Yuan Shiyi's eyes, and the moment Yuan Shiyi knelt down, the tears fell down Bai Jiu's cheeks as if he could no longer bear it.

Bai Jiu lowered his eyes and looked at the letter paper in his hand, he staggered back a few steps with a sob coming from his throat.Bai Jiu said hoarsely, "I see."

Bai Jiu wiped away his tears, tilted his head and asked Yuan Shiyi: "Your Majesty, is everything alright?"

"Ma'am, everything is fine. Xiangye told you not to be too sad. He and the young master are still waiting for you at home." Yuan Shiyi recalled that Xiangye was still lying on the bed before leaving, and the young master was beside him. His voice was almost hoarse from crying, but he couldn't bear to speak as he looked at Bai Jiujiu's instantly bent back.

Jade City

The little general came back from victory and the common people lined the road to welcome him.A few miles outside the imperial city, there were people welcoming their God of War.

Bai Jiu watched indifferently, his eyelashes drooping and trembling.He can't cry, and he can't come first.

Early spring came in March, and when I came back, the pear blossoms in the Yushi Imperial City had all fallen, and the scorching summer came quietly again.

Bai Jiu stared blankly at the big tree on the side of the street that was as thick as several people hugged each other, with red silk fluttering among the luxuriant branches and leaves.

Grandma is a marriage tree in a dilapidated temple, who gave up becoming a fairy because of the death of her sweetheart.

Grandma said that she has been waiting for her sweetheart to reincarnate and find her.

The bells on the red silk fluttered in the wind and collided with each other, making a crisp bell sound.

When Bai Jiu's horse passed by, he forgot to look back.For a moment, tears filled his eyes blurred his vision.

I met my grandma 500 years ago when Xian Jun Xian Mie, he held the body of Xian Jun and took the golden pill of Xian Jun to hide everywhere.

That day, he was injured by Bai Qi's falcon and fell to death under the marriage tree of his grandmother.

At that time, my grandmother was still a young and beautiful woman, and her every move revealed the tenderness and beauty of a woman from a water village.At that time, he was so scared that he would bite anyone who touched him, dragging his injured leg where a large piece of skin and flesh had been pecked off, and the bone was visible, and he looked fiercely at Grandma.

Later, Grandma picked him up in the rainy night of lightning and thunder, and he was dying of illness. From then on, it was the two of them who depended on each other for life.Grandma's black hair has also turned into white hair, and she is getting old day by day.In those hundreds of years, when he waited hard in the mountains and forests, it was his grandmother who accompanied him.I don't even know how many times Grandma saved his life.

But now, in order to protect the person he protects, Grandma doesn't even have a chance to say goodbye.

Yuhualin led all the officials to welcome him outside the city gate.

Yuan Jia's sleeves were blown wildly by the wind, and the two looked at each other, Bai Jiu almost couldn't help crying, but this is not the time for him to be weak, he still has to be polite and wait for the gift.

After everything was over and finally got into the Xiangfu's carriage, Bai Jiujiu hugged Yuan Jia violently, his hard armor hit Yuan Jia's chest hurting, Yuan Jia smiled palely, and called Xiao Jiu The son hugged each other tightly.

Bai Jiu leaned his head on Yuan Jia's shoulder, tightly gripped the collar of Yuan Jia's back with both hands, bit his lip, closed his eyes, and sobbed.

He didn't dare to cry too loudly, there were people kneeling outside and shouting for the general to be mighty.

He is not mighty at all, and he never said what he would do for the common people in the world.His heart and eyes are all for the person he is hugging, even though some time ago these people were still shouting to shoot him, this evildoer, but the next moment he needs him to go to the battlefield for his Yuan Lang, he will not hesitate.

But why is it grandma who left?If it wasn't for him and for him, grandma could practice quietly in the mountains and forests, and wait for her lover to return with peace of mind before hanging red silk bells on her branches.

Yuan Jia felt so distressed, but he could only pat the little general on the back over and over again and coax him in a low voice, there was nothing he could do other than that.

She cried until she was tired, cried until she choked up, and cried until Bai Shijiu twitched before she stopped.

He came out of Yuan Jia's arms, looked at Yuan Jia's thin and pale cheeks with red and swollen eyes, and said, "Is Yuan Lang injured?"

"It's nothing serious, just a small injury." Yuan Jia smiled and stretched out his finger to wipe away the other party's tears, then rubbed the other party's face and said in a low voice: "Xiao Jiuer, grandma said thank you. If I didn't meet you, she I can't survive these lonely years. Grandma's lover, in fact, will never come back."

"Liar..." Bai Jiu clenched his fists, his eyes were filled with tears and he looked at Yuan Jia hazily and said, "You are all like this, in order to protect me and make me feel at ease, you always lie a lot."

"Xianjun is also a grandma and Yuanlang, and you are too." Tears were falling, Bai Jiu spread out his clenched hands and palms were full of blood, Bai Jiu said in a crying voice, "This is still called hurt. Is it light?"

He didn't dare to think about what kind of demon could hurt the reincarnated Yuan Jia of the Immortal Lord.