The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

Ye Zhiqiu died, suddenly died suddenly in the camp.

After Zhuo Yan heard the news, he didn't know if he should sigh to Tianchang. If the system really wanted to kill him, he would have to.Going straight to the barracks, Ye Zhiqiu lay lifeless on the couch, surrounded by the group of all-round soldiers.

Zhuo Yan's eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Ignoring the group of all-round soldiers, Zhuo Yan threw the mail armor in his hand to a person beside him, and walked over directly. Perhaps Zhuo Yan's relationship with Ye Zhiqiu in his daily life is indeed obvious to all, or Ye Zhiqiu had confessed before his death They, in short, this group of all-round soldiers did not stop Zhuo Yan.

Zhuo Yan approached, and the closer he got, the more he narrowed his eyes until he couldn't see the slits. He bent down, raised Ye Zhiqiu's head, and looked at him carefully. He didn't know whether it was peaceful or not. face.

The tentacles were icy cold, Zhuo Yan pressed his fingers on Ye Zhiqiu's lips, there was no trace of life activity.

Zhuo Yan's eyes were dim, and he was really... dead.

It is undeniable that Ye Zhiqiu's death touched Zhuo Yan a lot, and this was the first time he was touched so much in a game set by this system.

I can't help it, I don't want to touch the big one. You must know that Ye Zhiqiu had close physical contact with him the day before yesterday, and the breathing of both hairs seemed to have been synchronized. Now, the person who had such close contact with him is so cold Lying on the couch cold without making a sound.

For the first time, Zhuo Yan thought that these people might not be the people portrayed in the novel, but the real people with flesh and blood that appeared in front of him.

He can talk, laugh and cry. Although he has flaws, he is still human.

They are all pathetic, just like Zhuo Yan.

It's just that a small chess piece in this thick chessboard has a different purpose.

Reining in his emotions, Zhuo Yan ordered someone to find a coffin, and carried Ye Zhiqiu in. Looking at the group of doubtful people, Zhuo Yan said in a deep voice, "It was General Ye who asked us to guard Yuguan. We cannot let General Ye's body be left alone." Let it dry here."

"I believe His Majesty must have the same idea to take it back to the capital for a generous burial."

Ye Zhiqiu's body?Even if it's really dead right now!But it must never be thrown away!

In fact, Zhuo Yan believed that Ye Zhiqiu was the protagonist, and believed that he would come back from the dead one day.Zhuo Yan denied that he had any subjective wishes in his heart, and closed the coffin fiercely: "Even without General Ye, we are still the citizens of the Zhao Kingdom, and we vow to defend the Zhao Kingdom!" He said ruthlessly.

The following voices gradually sounded, Zhuo Yan looked at the group of soldiers whose morale was obviously hit, frowned, and only hoped that things would go on peacefully.

It only took Lin Hengyu a day to receive the news of Ye Zhiqiu's sudden death in the barracks. He stood behind and looked at the empress who was facing away from him, her brows were slowly stretched out, and the corner of her mouth was raised in a sarcastic angle.

I guess I won't be happy soon, right?

Sure enough, the empress who received the news half a day late looked at Lin Hengyu helplessly again, and she had no choice but to stop relying on Lin Hengyu.

"Hengyu...Look at this..."

It is no wonder that the empress would do this, because every time when she was most desperate, it was Lin Hengyu who gave her hope and took her out of the sea of ​​suffering. This has always been the case, so no matter whether it is psychological dependence or inertia, Zhao Yao couldn't let go of his thoughts about Lin Hengyu for a long time.

Moreover, especially after recently experiencing a promotion suggestion for Ye Zhiqiu, which made Zhao country successfully defend Yuguan, Zhao Yao has no way not to trust Lin Hengyu.

Lin Hengyu is the god in her heart, irreplaceable.

Lin Hengyu smiled and shook his head: "I thought you didn't believe me anymore."

Zhao Yao's heart was anxious and painful: "There is no such thing..." Zhao Yao obviously knew that these days, he was reluctant to let Ye Zhiqiu lead the army at the beginning, but in the end he felt sincerely. It was a good thing for Lin Hengyu to let Ye Zhiqiu, a hidden general, lead the army. How did Lin Hengyu treat Lin Hengyu coldly during the development process?

"Hengyu, you should understand me..." To be honest, the empress still has her own principles. Due to this situation, she had no choice but to believe in Lin Hengyu's words when she went to the doctor for a sudden illness and couldn't even find a doctor. Foresight, but being forced to believe and actively believing are not the same thing.

In this way, even though Ye Zhiqiu was appointed as the general, he didn't talk to Lin Hengyu much from the day Ye Zhiqiu was appointed as the general. At first it was because he thought Lin Hengyu was playing a joke, but in the end it was mainly because he couldn't save face.

"I'm not that kind of person." Every time I think of this, the empress feels awkward, wishing to send herself to Lin Hengyu immediately to be dealt with by him, which is better than being stuck in the same place now: "I'm just, I'm just... "

"You understand, Hengyu, I believe you must understand."

Lin Hengyu looked at the empress, sighed suddenly, grabbed her flustered catkins, and hugged her into his arms, the empress seemed to feel that the world revolved around her again in an instant, and closed her eyes moved. squinted.

Lin Hengyu seemed to have thought about it for a long time, and his deep pupils flashed: "It's better...let those two go."

The empress quickly opened her eyes: "What?" Although Zhao Yao didn't specify those two people, he knew that Lin Hengyu was referring to those two people, obviously he didn't expect Lin Hengyu to say that: "How could I find..."

"Don't you believe me again?" Lin Hengyu asked again, his eyebrows suddenly showed a kind of sadness: "Sure enough," he said softly, and he was about to let go of Zhao Yao.

"No, I have always believed in you, Hengyu..." The empress took the initiative to grab Lin Hengyu's hand: "But, Hengyu, don't they two only know how to compose poems and music?"

"You asked again..."

"I'm just wondering, it's not what you think!" The heroic spirit faded, and she was calm, the empress's beautiful face was about to cry, she took the initiative to kiss Lin Hengyu's lips.

The messy breathing brought the entanglement of the two people: "I believe in you, you are my god."

The Empress has been desperate.

Shang Qingzhong was very surprised to hear that the imperial decree came to his house, and at the same time, Su Chongwen also received the imperial decree. The two frowned in unison after hearing the content of the imperial decree, but the disgust was well hidden.

The father-in-law who passed the decree said that it was because of Ye Zhiqiu's death in the first place, but he didn't say that it was because of the sudden sudden death with unknown reasons.

Ye Zhiqiu's death was expected by Shang Qingzhong and Su Chongwen. He was just an aborigine who was not taken care of by the goddess of luck. There was nothing to think about. If he went to the battlefield like this, he would definitely be dead.

In fact, Ye Zhiqiu was able to persist for so long, even guarding Yuguan, which was already beyond their expectations. Now that Ye Zhiqiu is dead, Shang and Su don't have to think about why.

Because their original thought was that Ye Zhiqiu's death was inevitable.

Moreover, Ye Zhiqiu's death has nothing to do with their interests. What they all agreed on was whether the empress ordered them to go to the battlefield, whether it would bring them benefits or disadvantages.

After all, going to the battlefield and playing with their lives is completely different from their original goal. What they want is fame, beauty, and money.

Skillfully receiving the order, the two father-in-laws who announced the order and had received the same training almost used exactly the same movements: "I forgot to say, this time Shang (Su) Zhuangyuan Lang was also called to the front line by His Majesty."

"The country is in trouble, I hope the two champions will work hard." This is typical of standing up and talking without back pain.

Su Chongwen received the order with a strange expression on his face.To be honest, he hasn't been in contact with Shang Qingzhong for a long time, since the romantic night when the three of them went shopping in a brothel that day.

Even if Shang Qingzhong had something to discuss with him, it was passed through Xu Yu's mouth.

In fact, Su Chongwen didn't really want to see Shang Qingzhong in private, after all, it would remind him of that night, it was a very shameful night, for a master like him who thinks he swept the Fengyue world.

How could it be inexplicably given to an aborigine...?Su Chongwen felt pain in his butt just thinking about it.

The order was received here, but an incredible thing happened on the front line. The Tartars who had been biting the Zhao army because of the death of Ye Zhiqiu, which caused the morale of the Zhao army to drop, wanted to retreat and signed a contract with them. A never-ending pact.

After signing the agreement with the envoy sent by the other party, Zhuo Yan frowned fiercely and looked at the back of the other party's envoy leaving. What kind of twists and turns are there?

The mist was thick, Zhuo Yan looked at the coffin behind, after being smeared with special holy water, Ye Zhiqiu's body was miraculously not rotted, let alone the smell of corpses, from the outside it looked like a sleeping person at best .

What Zhuo Yan wants to do now is to pull Ye Zhiqiu up, and then slap Ye Zhiqiu twice to wake him up.

Zhuo Yan's head hurts, and since Ye Zhiqiu's death, everything has become uncontrollable.

At this time, Su Chongwen and Shang Qingzhong had just finished hosting a banquet, and the ignorant children who regarded him as the reincarnation of gods must think that these two romantic figures would return triumphantly with the glory of victory.

In fact, who knows the bitterness in the hearts of these two people?

But then when the Tartars retreated and signed a peace agreement that would never happen again, it was clear that the agreement was fair and that they would not offend each other, but the rumors became more and more false, and they turned this agreement into a peace agreement. I have to say , Gossip really makes it impossible for a sensible person to speak.

But just such a piece of news pushed the reputation of the two of them back and forth. You must know that the two of them have already shocked each other's soldiers speechless before they officially entered the field!

Brothers and sisters, please do me a favor!The fact that His Majesty the Empress ordered these two people to be generals may have just been communicated to the Tartar Army's military situation, why is it because...

Although this is the case, those words of praise are still kept coming out, what: "Worthy of being the reincarnation of Wenquxing! Oh, Lord Wuquxing must also protect them!"

"It's really a blessing for my Zhao country! There are these two people! I am a big Zhao...!"

Shang Qingzhong and Su Chongwen looked at each other, and they both saw the happiness in each other's eyes.

But the imperial decree of the empress has come down, no matter what, these two people still have to put on armor and go into battle. God knows that their riding skills are still good for viewing and flirting, but it is definitely not good to lead troops into battle with real materials. Too good.

Shang Qingzhong's indifferent face was stunned by the horse, he absolutely refused to admit that the waist he was bent last time was still aching, the pain made his brows wrinkled.

Su Chongwen noticed Shang Qingzhong's tightly frowned brows and the blush on his face, and couldn't help but think of that ridiculous night, and leaned over: "Daoheng!"

He affectionately called Shang Qingzhong's words: "That day..."

"My injury, does it still hurt?"

When Shang Qing was mentioned like this, he didn't care about the pain, he was so angry that he was about to smoke, how could he forget how he was tortured by these two people that day.

But thinking that Zhuo Yan would do it for him later, he said coldly: "Aren't you the same?"

Su Chongwen obviously realized what he said, and clicked his tongue: "At least I'm not like some people, who didn't even resist and were punished."

"Get lost!" Shang Qing's heavy smile distorted: "Don't worry, I will definitely let you experience a yellow and violent feast!" Come on, the angry hometown language has come out.

But if things were that simple, there wouldn't be any suspense to worry Zhuo Yan so much.

Sure enough, just as the whole army was filled with a sense of relaxation that was finally over and was preparing to return to the court to receive the reward, the Tazi soldiers suddenly appeared in front of the Zhao army and carried out an unexpected surprise attack .

The Zhao army was completely defeated and completely defeated.

Zhuo Yan started his escape journey with the coffin containing Ye Zhiqiu.