, wonderful and free of pop-ups! She deliberately ignored the overwhelming feeling in her heart and even raised her hand to push him away.
"Luo Fengtang, I, Yang Ruoqing, will tell you something here."
"If I really die one day, you are not allowed to commit suicide!"
"You have to live well for me, live for me, and take care of my family for me!"
"If you dare to die, I won't let you find me when you get to the underworld. I will reincarnate and avoid you for the rest of my life. Do you understand?" she asked.
Luo Fengtang was completely stunned.
He looked deeply at the angry little face of the girl in front of him.
This girl spoke so harshly, as ruthlessly as a knife.
But--
How could the good intentions hidden behind these harsh words be any less than that of the woman in the story who had a sixteen-year date?
All to enable men to find reasons and motivations for living.
"Why are you looking at me so stupidly? I'm talking to you seriously, do you understand?"
Yang Ruoqing shouted loudly again.
Luo Fengtang came to his senses.
His eyes wrapped around her, and they were as gentle as a spring water in an instant.
He took a step forward and held her shivering petite body in his arms again in the biting morning wind.
"I wish to win the heart of one person, and we will never be separated until we grow old."
"Girl, don't abandon me again, and don't chase me away again."
"Is it possible for me to follow you to heaven and to earth?"
His low, slightly hoarse voice sounded softly in her ears.
His head rested on her thin shoulder.
He had always shown himself to be a strong man, but at this moment, he was like a fragile child, begging her not to abandon him and allow him to follow her.
Life and death follow.
All the toughness she pretended to be was like ice, shattering piece by piece in an instant.
Hot tears welled up in my eyes.
She stretched out her hands and hugged his waist tightly.
"Silly boy, why are you doing this?"
"Shh, don't say anything, let me hug you for a while..."
The two hugged each other tightly.
Not far away, the group of guards who followed him were wise enough not to come this way.
The leader of the guards frowned secretly as he looked at the man and woman embracing each other in adversity, and couldn't help but feel a little worried for his master.
After following the master for so many years, the master has always been precise and cautious in doing things.
Not making a decision is like every move on the chessboard.
He never makes any mistakes and never does anything useless.
But tonight, ordering them to escort Miss Yang was obviously a waste of move and was not in line with the master's previous style.
Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauty. Maybe the master has a little interest in Miss Yang.
Then just escort her, just think of it as helping the master pick up girls.
He didn't care if he had a conflict with Princess Bingqing's soldiers.
But this time, it was obvious that Luo Hua was deliberately ruthless.
Poor master, he is making wedding clothes for someone else.
…
On the other side, someone's heart was broken into pieces.
That person was none other than Princess Bingqing who had just arrived.
She heard the noise here and came too.
Just in time to see Luo Fengtang coming up from the cliff.
I happened to see him and Yang Ruoqing hugging each other and crying.
I just happened to hear the affectionate conversation between them about life and death...
Bingqing's teeth itched with hatred.
Originally, the person waiting at the edge of the cliff and lovingly embracing Luo Fengtang should be him.
Damn Yang Ruoqing, you took the lead again.
hateful!
She pinched her fingers hard.
She broke off a section of her fingernail with a 'click' sound.
She gasped in pain.
The sound also alarmed the two people on the cliff.
"That is……?"
Luo Fengtang frowned slightly, unaware that he was sitting on a horse with a wide-mouthed hat on his head, and white gauze hanging around the hat.
Holding a sword in her hand, Bingqing looks like a wandering heroine.
Yang Ruoqing recognized it at a glance.
She pursed her lips and smiled, joking with Bingqing: "Hey, this looks good, just like a wandering heroine."
Bingqing behind the gauze let out a cold snort.
He ignored it and turned the horse's head: "Let's go!"
Then, she left with a group of her soldiers.
Here, Luo Fengtang was confused.
"Who is it?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing said: "Who else can it be? Princess Bingqing, one of your rotten peach blossoms!"
Luo Fengtang: "..."
"Tangyaozi, let's go back!" Yang Ruoqing suggested.
Luo Fengtang nodded and looked at the group of people over there.
Yang Ruoqing also looked over there, pursed her lips and smiled and said, "That's why Prince Yun sent someone to help me find you."
"Prince Yun? But the famous God of War in Da Qi, Prince Yun?"
Luo Fengtang asked a little excitedly, his eyes shining with admiration for the strong.
Yang Ruoqing was surprised.
She didn't even know someone, but this guy actually knew about it?
After thinking about it, he is now in the military camp, so he naturally knows the famous figures in his field.
"Well, Prince Yun is a nice person. I was injured and poisoned the night before, and he saved me," she said.
Luo Fengtang suddenly realized.
No wonder he didn't find her when he went back. It turned out that she was taken away by Prince Yun.
"If I have the opportunity another day, I will definitely thank His Highness King Yun." He said.
Yang Ruoqing smiled: "King Yun is in Licheng now, so there will definitely be a chance."
"First thing's first, let's go down the mountain first. It's freezing cold today," she said.
"good!"
The two of them came to the group of guards together, and Luo Fengtang expressed his gratitude to the leader of the guards.
Then, they parted ways, and the guards took another mountain road to carry out other errands assigned to them by Qi Xingyun.
Luo Fengtang and Yang Ruoqing mounted their horses and headed down the mountain.
When passing through a small forest halfway, Luo Fengtang suddenly reined in the reins.
"No, there's murderous intent!" he said.
Yang Ruoqing also noticed it, and before she could shout to retreat, a large group of people with black cloth strips tied on their heads suddenly rushed out from both sides of the road.
"Here's alien army?"
Luo Fengtang was surprised. Didn't all the cult's troops withdraw? Why is there another group here?
"The ghost is really lingering, let's rush out!"
Yang Ruoqing pulled out the knife on her body and held it in her hand.
The same is true for Luo Fengtang.
"Qing'er, follow me!" He growled lowly, squeezing the horse's belly with his slender legs.
He waved the steel knife in his hand and charged forward.
The two people rushed into the encirclement in an instant, and a fierce battle began...
Deep in the woods, a figure sat cross-legged and meditated on a black lotus-shaped throne.
He looked past the green gauze dancing in the wind and stared at the fierce battle ahead.
When he saw Luo Fengtang rushing forward, a contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of his lips.
When the government forces the people to rebel, these generals and soldiers are the minions of the emperor.
You have to chop them all into pieces to relieve your hatred.
However, when the gaze behind the green gauze fell on Yang Ruoqing, the person's pupils shrank slightly.
is her?
In the heart that had long fallen into the abyss of darkness, the last faint light flashed.
"Get the order, retreat!"
