Master she's getting smaller again (Rebirth)

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On the desolate plain, the cold moon is like frost, the night wind in early spring is chilly, and the sporadic weeds sway silently in the night wind.The barracks not far away were brightly lit, casting a lonely shadow.

The gate of the barracks opened, welcoming back the masters of the rivers and lakes who went to secretly burn food and grass.

30 people went out, only 18 people came back.

Mo Qing looked at the brightly lit military camp in front of him, feeling a little dazed.She subconsciously tilted her head and glanced at her side, but it was empty.

Those who are not very familiar with the righteous people on weekdays all have a look of hesitating to speak, and even speak cautiously.

"Master, you...that, sorry."

"The seventeenth son has a righteous heart, which is really touching."

"Master..."

Familiar or unfamiliar voices buzzed in his ears, Mo Qing lowered his eyes slightly, cold and indifferent.

After death, he is nothing but a lump of loess, so what if he gets more praise?

Mo Qing raised his eyes to look at Qu Qingheng, and he stood quietly in front of her, with his head slightly lowered, not seeing his seemingly gentle but indifferent expression, but felt a little bit like he was beating and scolding with her.

But even if Qu Qingheng was slapped to death with one palm, it wouldn't do anything.Besides, if Qu Qingheng hadn't appeared suddenly and led them through the narrow cave, perhaps eighteen people would not have returned tonight.

"Eleven." Mo Qing's voice was very light, unable to detect any emotion, "Bring Jing Yuwei and find Shi Qi back."

After a slight pause, Mo Qing looked at the desolate moonlight, and slowly added: "Take it back to Luoyue Cliff for burial."

Mo Qing finally chose to accept this fact. She felt extremely tired, and passed through the crowd alone, and then met Fusu who rushed over head-on.

The two of them were separated by a few steps, Mo Qing took a look at Fu Su, turned around and walked away.

She walked alone to a hillside outside the barracks. The night dew was deep and cold, and there was a faint chill.She took off a short flute from her waist, looked at the distant crescent moon, and blew slowly.

The distant and desolate sound of the flute gradually sounded, and the deserted moonlight carried the Xiao sound floating in the night, low and melodious, like the whisper of an old friend.

The title of the song is Hunxi, and it is played for the deceased, but I hope that the deceased will soon forget the river and forget the suffering.

At the end of the song, Mo Qing stood under the deserted moonlight and put down Xiao Xiao.Beside him, Fusu had been standing for a long time.

"I never regarded him as my subordinate."

After a long silence, Mo Qing said softly.

It was said in the world that Seventeen was the fiercest and most loyal dog around Mo Qing, and she always scoffed at it.Seventeen is more like a relative to her.

"I know."

Fu Su gently embraced Mo Qing into his arms, with an extremely gentle expression, and let her lean into his arms.She buried her face in Fusu's arms and suddenly thought of it.

This is the second time that Shi Qi died for her.Even if he lives again, he still dies for her.

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On the second day, Fusu sent troops brazenly.With food and grass temporarily in short supply and more than half of Japan's elite squad lost, the morale of the army led by Zhou Ce began to slacken and was caught off guard.

A smear of black clothes floated on the battlefield, shaped like a ghost, and his throat was sealed with blood.Stirring up the soldiers in Shengjing, Zhou Ce was startled and angry. None of the Dongying killers sent out came back alive, and the elite team specially sent by Dongying to help killed more than half of them last night.

In the main tent, the lieutenant general tremblingly reported the worst battle situation ahead, Zhou Ce's face became more and more serious, the corners of his eyes twitched, and the dark red spots under his eyes became more and more like blood.He suddenly swept the things on the table, and the white porcelain tea set shattered. Zhou Ce waved his sleeves violently, and shouted unbearably: "A bunch of idiots!"

At this time, the two sides were fighting fiercely.

Next to Fusu was Jing Yuwei who was waiting in full battle. He stood at the front and watched the battle.In front, Mo Qing held the Luoyue Knife and silently smeared it on the neck of a general. The dark red blood rolled down the snow-white blade. eyebrows.

The black clothes were stained with blood, the tail of the clothes was accidentally cut off, and there was a smear of blood on the side of his face.Standing there, she reminded people of that night seven years ago for no reason, when the huge building for picking stars was bloodbathed overnight.

Mo Qing was dressed in black, and the cold moonlight reflected her murderous eyes, which made people tremble with fear.

It had been a long time since she had killed someone like this.

Fusu didn't like to see blood, and Mo Qing knew it, so in front of him, if you could see blood, you wouldn't see it.

Staring at the fiercely fought battlefield, his eyes slowly fell on a leading general in the center of the army, Mo Qing narrowed his eyes slightly, and then suddenly flitted out!

The battle lasted for two days.Two days later, Zhou Ce finally withdrew his troops.

In just two days, Mo Qing's name of killing God spread throughout the two armies.

The Shengjing army retreated to the city of Yizhou and could not hold on. The morale of the army was low, and they would subconsciously tremble when they saw black clothes.

The Qinhuai army rose up and stationed outside Yizhou City, staring at Yizhou City.

The moonlight is excellent at night, the moon is bright for thousands of miles, and the fine stars are dotted in the night.

A glass lamp was lit in the tent, and the light reflected a section of snow-white blade.Mo Qing was lowering his head to wipe his knife, and on the other side, Fu Su was flipping through a roll of sheepskin maps.

The candle flickered, and a lantern burst out.It was very quiet in the tent. After Mo Qing wiped the knife and put the knife back into its sheath, she suddenly remembered what Lu Yi casually mentioned when she left the camp today.

"You asked Lu Jiu to pick up Yicheng?"

Fu Su was frowning slightly and looking at a certain place on the map, when he suddenly heard Mo Qing speak, he was slightly taken aback.From last night to now, this is the first time she has spoken on her own initiative, just like the feeling of chatting with nothing to do on weekdays, it is plain and natural, without any special emotions.

Fusu narrowed his eyes and smiled, and the candlelight reflected his elegant eyebrows, making him even more gentle and peaceful, "He is also fifteen, and he should come out to see and practice."

Mo Qing responded indifferently, seeing the gentle smile on Fusu's face and the carefulness that was well hidden, she suddenly raised her eyebrows, curled her lips slightly, and said lightly: "Mr. Fusu, I'm not People who make ceramics don't need to be so careful when talking to me."

The two of them looked at each other across a table. Fusu's five fingers were as long as jade, resting lightly on the edge of the table.

Fusu looked at her, the tails of his eyes were slightly raised, his eyebrows were slender, and his glazed eyes were better than starlight and glowing spring.He pursed his lips slightly, and slowly opened his mouth: "Qiqi, what if I don't want the throne?"

At the same time, a barefoot bird flew out of the Qinhuai Army barracks and flew northwest——

In the silent night, [-] elite soldiers from the three frontier armies had arrived at a city hundreds of miles away from Yizhou City, and were marching at top speed.

Like a ghost in the night, the barefoot bird flew straight to Bai Ji, the general who led the three armies on the border——

A kit is tied to the foot of the barefoot bird.

When Bai Ji took off the kit and opened it, what was inside shocked the general who had fought in the battlefield for decades to the point that he lost his words.

Inside is a letter and a tiger charm from 20 years ago.

It used to be owned by General Mo, the man who promoted him all the way from soldier to general, and finally disarmed and left.

The author has something to say: There is an exam tomorrow, I recently reviewed it until I got bald, and then I have been stuck

Ah... who will save the author of Kawen (tears streaming down his face)

After the exam tomorrow, it will be updated normally in the evening. This article is almost over, and I will try my best to write a harmonious and beautiful ending

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