The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

"Why can't I feel..."

Lu Qing grabbed Shuangdao depressed and looked around, but he didn't find anything unusual.

And yumingchuan had stuck to her back and pulled out his green knife.

Huo Jing also hurried over and also leaned against Lu Qing. The three people were in perfect harmony and protected Lu Qing from leakage.

This state lasted for about a moment. Baijitai's forehead was full of sweat. Yumingchuan's body was also in an extremely tight state, but there was still no half figure.

After that, the murderous spirit disappeared and the people relaxed.

Lu Qing was upset. Why couldn't she feel it.

From this moment on, Lu Qing's hand has been held by yumingchuan, just like when they first met.

Before the soldiers finished cleaning the battlefield, yumingchuan took Lu Qing back to Duwei's house.

All the guards of yumingchuan returned to Duwei's house.

When she went to bed at night, Lu Qing was still a little nervous. She had nothing to do with this mysterious enemy.

Yumingchuan held her tighter, almost embedded in her body.

Although it's really hard to sleep like this, Lu Qing still fell asleep with him. Maybe only in this way can he feel at ease.

The third watch.

Wang Qiang wrapped up her cotton padded jacket and went out to the toilet. Only this meeting could she have a secret rest. The mud leg was like a woman she had never seen in her eighth life, tossing her all the time.

In the corner of the shelter, Wang Qiang squatted down.

Think about your beautiful appearance and body shape, and even marry such a jerk. It's all Lu Qing's fault. Obviously, it's just a little girl film that hasn't grown up, but it has occupied such a good man.

Looking at her appearance now, it seems that she hasn't broken her body, and I don't know what means she used to hook yumingchuan.

"Lu Qing, wait. One day, my mother will let you taste the taste of being pressed by mud legs!"

"Which is Lu Qing?"

A low and strange voice suddenly sounded in the back of his head. Wang Qiang was startled and was about to get up, but he found something cold and sharp on his neck.

Wang Qiang trembled all over. This is the thief who killed Yan'er. It must be!

She's dying, too

"Come on, which is Lu Qing?"

"Just... It's the boy that Yudu captain dotes on every day!" Wang Qiang went out. Maybe the thief will go to Lu Qing. Anyway, she has a lot of people to protect and will not die.

"The boy named Han Bai beside yumingchuan is Lu Qing?"

"Yes... Yes!"

"I see."

A burst of laughter flashed over his ears. The blade on his neck was gone. Wang Qiang sat on the mud floor paralyzed, and his clothes were soaked.

Lu Qing, Lu Qing, don't blame me. Even if I don't tell you today, the thief will ask from others

Wang Qiang prayed that Lu Qing's ghost wouldn't come to her, and struggled to get up from the ground.

"Smelly woman, I'm hiding here. Don't you go back and have a son for me!"

In the cold winter, a strong man came out of the house naked. He picked up Wang Qiang who was still wearing his trousers and dragged him into the house.

"What to wear is not to take off!" said the strong man. As soon as he kicked the door up, he tore Wang Qiang's clothes open and pressed them on the Kang.

Wang Qiang clenched her teeth. At the moment, she looked forward to Lu Qing more and more. She couldn't live this year.

The night was as dark as ink. On a small mound west of Yumenguan, two people, a man and a woman, were standing.

Their black robes were blowing in the cold wind.

But they did not move and stared at the Yumen pass.

"Grandma, elder martial sister died like this. Don't we avenge her?"

A young man with a young voice stood aside, his eyes blurred.

"No one can stop her from dying herself. What revenge can she get?"

The voice is soft, with a trace of hoarseness and incomparable charm.

"Then let yumingchuan go?"

A trace of regret flashed in the boy's eyes.

"Arlo, don't think I don't know your careful thinking. I just like the boy next to yumingchuan. Your father asked you to check the sky fire. By the way, grandma is not interested in that boy. Instead, she caught yumingchuan. Grandma doesn't mind taking it."

The woman in black raised her head and looked at the dark sky. The cold wind was blowing big dark clouds, and a smile came up at the corners of her mouth.

"Trouble has come, arrow. Don't forget that you have a place in the south."

The boy nodded, took back his sight from the air and looked at the Yumen pass again.

I can't help thinking of the bright figure standing on the wall in the daytime.

I swear when I open my mouth. I'm not a good liar, but why do I think it's pleasing to the eye?

And, boy?

It seems that grandma has gone astray this time.

At the guard gate of Duwei mansion, I didn't sleep all night, and I was in a tight state all the time.

They always had the feeling of being stared at, but they couldn't find the source. Even experts like Fang Jiming and Huo Jing walked back and forth nervously.

Only the Hu woman sat on the roof all the time, and the little bow was open all night.

Similarly, Yu Mingchuan did not sleep. He covered Lu Qing with his own body, but he was careful not to press her. One night later, his arms were very sore.

In the morning, people relax, but they are very depressed. It's too bad to be watched.

Lu Qing didn't feel it at all. She slept very sweet under the package of yumingchuan's breath.

When I got up in the morning, I saw that Yu Mingchuan's eyes were full of blood. I thought he thought about it again last night and couldn't sleep.

But looking at his tired appearance, it seems not. It must be too dirty in her mind.

"What happened last night?"

After washing, yumingchuan took Lu Qing to the front hall for breakfast. Lu Qing still couldn't help asking.

"The man is here again."

Needless to say, Lu Qing knows who he means. A killer can turn all the experts in Yumen into such a mess. Her life is over.

"Yumingchuan, you promise me to bring up Han Shuo and train him to become a talent. I'm worth my life..."

With that, Lu Qing hung his face and hugged Yu Mingchuan's arm, but he wanted to cry.

Yumingchuan stopped, pinched Lu Qing's small face and asked her to face herself.

"You want to die before you give me a few children? Why don't you start having children tonight before you die?"

"We rice... Agreed... Thieves and so on..." Lu Qing was holding his mouth and spoke a little unwisely.

"Seeing that you are determined to die, it's better to let your husband have a good time tonight. Your life will be worth it."

"Comb... Say and play..."

Lu Qing quickly rubbed his cheeks. This guy is so strong that he doesn't feel pity for her at all. However, he hasn't closed his eyes all night. Just to protect her, forget it.