The system pits me and destroys the heroine

He Shikun led people to walk carefully on tiptoes. The soldiers dragging the partitions on both sides worked the hardest. They could neither make a sound nor hold them steady. Didn't notice much.

After several days of exposure to the sun and rain, the clothes on the corpse puppets were dirty and torn, and they looked weird hanging on their thin bodies. Their faces seemed to have become stiff due to coagulated blood, and their gray eyes seemed to be painted over.

The team quietly passed several civilian houses, not even daring to relax. The soldiers who had been holding the partition all the time felt sore in their limbs and gradually lost their strength. You have to stop and stay still.

A corpse puppet heard the sound and came out slowly. He Shikun shot an arrow through his head, and the corpse puppet fell heavily to the ground. He Shikun's heart jumped into his throat.

A large number of corpse puppets flooded out of the silent surroundings instantly, and the soldiers crowded together in a hurry, wielding knives and slashing at the corpse puppets. The sound of killing spread far and wide. There are hundreds of people, and there is simply no room for that many people in the phalanx.

Everyone became flustered, He Shikun stepped forward and lifted the partition, shouting: "Quickly surround yourself, everyone be quiet!"

There was no other way, so everyone surrounded them regardless. Those soldiers who stood far away were left outside. Two of them were bitten in the neck by corpse puppets. They stretched out their hands to pull on the partition to call for help, but the partition was still closed. Together.

"what--"

There were screams outside the partition one after another, but the soldiers inside the partition could only hide helplessly inside without making a sound. The soldiers who were still breathing kept beating the partition for help, but no one responded.

Gradually, there was no sound outside.

Only the chewing sound of corpse puppets.

He Shikun saw that everyone lowered their heads, and some people even sat on the ground, accepting the blast of the sun to drive away the coldness in their hearts, and their morale was obviously low. , He Shikun bowed his head and thought for a while.

He stood up, jumped, stepped on the partition and jumped onto the eaves. The corpse puppets couldn't see any living people, and they didn't have much life. Some corpse puppets had already hidden under the shade of the trees. His eyes looked into the distance, There is still a street away from the restaurant, so I'm afraid I won't be able to go there.

Inadvertently, he seemed to see someone waving. He Shikun squinted his eyes, and finally there was a smile on his always cold face.

……

Si Qinglian rubbed her sleepy eyes. Just now, because Xia Ningle helped ease the pain in her abdomen, she quickly fell asleep. As a martial arts practitioner, she always stays vigilant when she sleeps. This is the first time she has slept so much Shen.

The scenery outside was dyed golden yellow. Si Qinglian slept all afternoon. She sat up clutching her abdomen, got out of bed slowly, put on her boots and came to the door. Xia Ningle was holding Yu'er in her arms and telling stories to Little Things. She His face seemed to be plated with a layer of gold, shiny and shiny.

Si Qinglian stood quietly behind her and listened.

What Xia Ningle told her child was a world she had never heard of before. Birds, chariots and horses were all replaced by iron sheets. People basically reached the realm of omnipotence. In this world, everything is possible. As long as you work hard.

The little thing listened fascinated.

Xia Ningle could not speak clearly.

"Sister, I miss Daddy." After listening to Xia Ningle's description, the two Xiaodongs missed their parents very much, and their expressions seemed depressed.

Xia Ningle touched their heads, sighed softly, and couldn't bear to tell them the truth in her heart, she just hoped to leave a little hope in their hearts, so that they would have more motivation to survive.

Si Qinglian didn't like this overly depressing atmosphere very much, she said, "The sun is about to set, hasn't He Shikun returned yet?"

Xia Ningle turned around and saw Si Qinglian's complexion was good, said: "I haven't come back yet, I guess I won't be able to bring back any food. Let's order the kitchen to make porridge tonight, and I can hold on for two more meals."

"Ah."

After receiving Si Qinglian's order, Chun'er, who was waiting by the side, went to the kitchen and ordered someone to prepare dinner. There were not many pickles in the kitchen, so Chun'er specially left a copy for Si Qinglian.

When the porridge was almost ready, the sun went down, and corpse puppets went out one after another. When the soldiers guarding the gate were about to retreat back to the Song Mansion, they saw He Shikun's team come back from afar.

The soldier informed Si Qinglian of the news.

Si Qinglian ordered people to guard the gate, and asked the guards to save some arrows. He Shikun led the people back to kill, and the soldiers shot arrows to assist. Some people hid in the partition and walked forward slowly. With a scream, He Shikun turned around and chopped off the corpse puppet's head.

"Rush back quickly."

Their morale was high, Si Qinglian squinted and said nothing, but Xia Ningle clearly felt that Si Qinglian was not very satisfied with He Shikun's passionate state.

Xia Ningle was also puzzled, could it be that He Shikun brought back the food, otherwise their morale would not have been so high.

Hearing the sound, the corpse puppets mobilized.

The sound of hunger mixed into a horrible hiss.

The pace of the soldiers holding the partitions was noticeably quicker, cracks appeared in the four tightly-closed partitions, and in the chaos, someone was trampled and fell down. Seeing this, Si Qinglian took the bow and arrow from Qiuer's hand, and the arrowhead was covered with soaked Oily hemp is easy to ignite with fire.

The rocket shot out high, illuminating the surroundings, and landed on the haystack that had been laid in advance. The flames burned, and the haystack was laid out in a line. It was not very high, and people could easily step over it. The companion behind him knocked down and was forced to use his tattered body to cover the fire, helping his companion to continue to frantically hunt down the living people in the team.

Another rocket shot out, igniting the haystack again. This moment of obstruction was enough for He Shikun to flee back to the Song Mansion with his people. The soldiers threw down the partition and rushed with all the rescued people, and finally closed the gate in a hurry. Drilled in before.

The corpse puppets slammed into the gate, roaring unwillingly. They yelled and slammed into the gate, and the soldiers immediately moved tables and chairs to block it tightly.

Everyone was terrified and didn't speak.

Although He Shikun lost dozens of people on this trip, he brought back dozens of ordinary people. No wonder He Shikun was so excited.

The common people were all grateful to He Shikun. He Shikun was as humble as ever, and greeted the common people with care, but Xia Ningle understood that this was not his style at all, and its purpose was only one, to rebuild his image.

He Shikun came in front of Si Qinglian, cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness, the last general is ashamed, he didn't get any food, and lost a lot of manpower."

After hearing the words, the common people knew that she was Princess Changle, and they all knelt down on the ground, bowed their heads, not daring to breathe, so quiet that they could hear their stomach rumbling clearly, Xia Ningle observed these people one by one, Most of them are young men. The stronger the body in the last days, the higher the survival rate. However, there are a few people in the crowd who are thin. It is not known whether they are hungry or thin, or they are not fat by nature. It is difficult for her to judge for the time being.

"Everyone get up!" Si Qinglian raised his hand, showing no emotion or joy on his face, "Qiu'er, tell the kitchen to prepare food for the big guys, and everyone eats separately."

"Yes." Qiu'er turned and went to the kitchen.

"The last general thanked His Highness on behalf of the people."

He Shikun brought back the people, which is considered meritorious service. If Si Qinglian doesn't give food at this time, Si Qinglian's image will be damaged. Although it is the end of the world, she can not care about these things, but in the future, the news of her return to northern Xinjiang will spread, and the people below People will also comment on her. Si Qinglian is originally a woman, a princess of a country, and the lord of the northern border. Naturally, others have higher demands on her than men.

Si Qinglian waved his hand irritably, and pushed He Shikun away. The people also thanked her again and again, and then followed He Shikun to dinner. In this way, the food might not be enough for two meals.

"I didn't expect him to come back after saving someone." Xia Ningle frowned, she thought for a while, and said, "Forget it, this is the end, Your Highness should eat something first, recharge your batteries, let's talk about it tomorrow!"

Si Qinglian nodded. She had just had her period, and she was still feeling very uncomfortable at the moment, and she didn't have much thought about He Shikun's affairs. After drinking the porridge, she went back to her residence to rest. Xia Ningle's room was next to hers. She didn't rest until she finished coaxing Yu'er.

In fact, everyone didn't sleep well/stable, and each had a lot of preoccupations. Xia Ningle didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night after tossing and turning. She seemed to hear the sound of the door being opened and then closed again.

Xia Ningle finally fell asleep, and seemed a little annoyed at being disturbed at this moment. She opened her misty eyes, and saw a figure in white clothes in the darkness, with disheveled hair like a female ghost, and her eyes widened in shock.

Si Qinglian quickly covered her lips: "Shh, it's Bengong, don't wake Yu'er up." She raised her eyebrows, Xia Ningle's soft lips were under her palm.

Xia Ningle nodded, and she sat up after Si Qinglian withdrew her hand, and asked doubtfully, "Why did Your Highness come here in the middle of the night?"

Si Qinglian cleared her throat, she was a little embarrassed to go to see Xia Ningle, and said softly: "It's like this... That's... This palace's menstruation has come so hard this time... The menstruation cloth is not enough, so I will come with you You... borrow it!"

What?

Borrow a menstrual cloth?

Strictly speaking, the menstrual cloth belonged to Si Qinglian, but she felt ashamed to use it for Si Qinglian after she used it. She finally realized how Siji felt when she borrowed the menstrual cloth from Siji How subtle it is.

"Miss Xia?" Si Qinglian bit her lip.

Xia Ningle returned to her senses, she nodded, and gave Si Qinglian the dried menstrual cloth. After all, the other party was a princess, but she was reduced to the point of borrowing menstrual cloth, which required considerable determination. Throwing it away To borrow face, Xia Ning is happy to maintain a normal mind.

Si Qinglian took the menstrual cloth and said, "Don't tell anyone." After speaking, she took the menstrual cloth back to her room.

Xia Ningle touched her heart, it was still beating here, it was very abnormal, and her face was very hot, and she became extremely irritable when she thought of the two of them sharing menstrual cloths.