Lao Cao sighed: "Although that fox fairy is brave enough to let our people pass, but...but it is not a fairy after all. Who dares to put his life in the hands of a fox?"
Qian Liyue said: "In that case, let me go, I believe Xiao Bai!"
Qian Zhaoting shouted: "Yue'er, don't you understand? It's not a question of whether you believe it or not, but the fact. It's just a little fox. The strength of a little fox can't support an adult at all." Climb over."
Junxuelou looked at the setting sun and knew that it was about to set. Once the sun set, it would be difficult for them to get over, so he called out a few more times anxiously.
Qian Liyue turned to look at Xiao Bai who was calling from the other side, no longer hesitated, looked at Qian Zhaoting and the soldiers from the Tiger Camp, and said: "Don't worry, everyone, I will be able to reach the other side smoothly. If not... I will die for the country. !”
"younger sister--"
Qian Zhaoting did not hold Qian Liyue back, she jumped down without any hesitation.
"Wutou——"
Lao Cao shouted excitedly and almost fainted on the spot.
Xiaojiu supported him and pinched him while saying, "Old Cao, Wu Tou is okay, Wu Tou is okay! Look, quickly!"
Lao Cao tried his best to open his eyes and saw Qianliyue holding the rope tightly and starting to crawl towards the other side little by little. Lao Cao was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.
Lao Cao used to be a veteran who looked after the stables, and was often bullied in the military camp. Later, Qian Liyue became their team leader. He thought that she was the daughter of General Qian, so she must be overbearing, spoiled, and difficult to get along with.
But I didn't expect that she is kind to others, loyal, willing to stand up for her brothers, smart, and has great kung fu. She treats her like her own child in private. Now that I see her risking her life for everyone, I can't help but feel frightened and worried. Incessantly.
"Xiao...Xiaojiu, please stop shaking!"
Xiao Jiu, who was supporting Lao Cao on the side, said: "Lao Cao, it's not me who is shaking, it's your feet that are shaking!"
Lao Cao looked pale and said: "Hey, I really can't stand this, I'm afraid the Wutou will fall. Please... help me to the side and sit down!"
Xiaojiu nodded and helped Lao Cao, whose legs were weak, to the side and sat down.
On the cliff on the other side, the little white fox opened its mouth and pulled the rope around its waist, and stepped back step by step. It knew that what it was biting was not the rope, but Qianliyue's life.
Qianliyue crawled towards the other side little by little, the wind whistling in her ears, the smoke in front of her eyes was delicate, the lingering white mist was blown by the wind, and then blown away by the wind, a chill suddenly rose up on her body.
Birds flew out of the valley and passed by her. More and more sweat dripped from her hands, and she couldn't help but slip and fall down.
"What a bastard!" Lao Cao grabbed the lapel of his clothes and yelled, almost losing his breath.
Everyone waiting on the shore turned pale with fright, but they saw that her right hand was still firmly grasping the rope. Qianliyue's body kept shaking. She looked down at the valley below her feet in fear.
Below is a cliff of ten thousand feet, shrouded in white clouds and bottomless.
"Yue'er - sister -" Qian Zhaoting shouted.
The little white fox standing on the other side had the Fox King's eyebrow mark on its forehead. It frowned and bit the rope tightly. Blood flowed out along the rope it bit. Its limbs gripped the ground tightly, stimulating the power of the fox demon in its body. Come out and pull the falling rope bit by bit
got up.
Seeing how persistent the little white fox was, Qian Liyue didn't think too much. She stretched out her left hand and grabbed the rope. She turned over and jumped onto the rope again, speeding up and crawling towards the other side.
Lao Cao and Xiao Jiu saw this with tears in their eyes. They clenched their fists and said excitedly: "Our Wu Tou is really good!"
Everyone watched in fear and shock as one person and one fox cooperated perfectly to accomplish the impossible.
Qian Liyue successfully reached the other side, and she tied the rope firmly to the other side. The soldiers of the Tiger Battalion started to build the suspension bridge with only one rope. When the two ropes connected the two sides, they began to lay the wooden planks.
The leading soldier walked to the edge of the cliff holding a bundle of wooden boards, and began to put the wooden boards on two ropes, and then fixed the wooden boards with the ropes. In this way, he climbed over and fixed the wooden boards at the same time.
The soldiers who followed also followed closely with a bundle of wooden boards, handing the wooden boards to the first soldier to lay the boards while walking forward.
After all the planks on the suspension bridge were laid, the soldiers behind them began to walk across the suspension bridge in an orderly manner. Taking advantage of the cover of darkness, the people from Tiger Camp successfully reached the other side one by one.
The enemy troops looked at the torches left by the Tiger Camp in the camp and thought they were still trapped in Wanxia Canyon. Unexpectedly, they had successfully descended the mountain and were heading towards the Danu River. The three forces of the Zhenbei Army gathered together and caught the enemy by surprise. In the end, the Battle of Danu River - a great victory!
Chu Liang's army never dreamed that they would be defeated at the hands of a little fox.
The horn of war was sounded again, a war broke out on the border of Di Yue, Nan Qi led his troops to invade, Qian Liyue finally had the opportunity to lead his troops to kill the enemy, and won seven out of seven battles. She was only nineteen years old that year, but she was already a fierce tiger. The captain of the battalion.
That year, Qian Xiongwu specially made an iron sword for her, named it Ningjian, to congratulate her on her promotion to captain.
The metaphorical meaning - would rather die than surrender.
She was very happy that night when she won the battle, and she drank a lot of wine at the celebration party.
With a flushed face, he staggered into the tent.
When she was approaching the bed, her left foot twitched with her right foot. She was stunned and fell down. Just when her forehead was about to hit the foot of the bed, Jun Xuelou transformed into a human form and stretched out his hand to gently kiss her. He held her forehead where it was smashed.
That was the first time he had transformed into a human form after being seriously injured. Since being injured by the Thousand-faced Demon Fox, his vitality had been greatly damaged and he had very little demonic power left, so he could not transform into a human form at all.
During the time he stayed with her, his body was slowly recovering, and now he could finally take on a human form again. However, due to insufficient demonic power in his body, this human form was just illusory, as white as a ray of light.
Jun Xuelou looked at Qian Liyue, who was blushing and drunk in his arms, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile, saying: "What a little drunkard! Are you really so happy after winning the battle?"
He is not human and does not understand human emotions. As the Fox King, he could control the wind and rain with a wave of his hand. If he hadn't been knocked back to his original form and lost millions of years of demonic power, he wouldn't have fallen like this.
Over the years, he followed her on her expeditions to the north and south, watching her win battle after battle. He felt that human life was really hard, insignificant and pathetic.
Human beings don't understand at all that the land and mountains they care about don't belong to them at all, so why should you fight for it? They are just passers-by in this world.
Human life is so short, but we have to sacrifice this short life to be with this person.
All things in the world are fighting for eternity. Those aloof kings claim to be the masters of the world and dream of long live long live long live. However, in front of the mountains and rivers, they are just passers-by like ants.
As the river surges, life comes and goes.
In this short life of an ant, human beings try their best, but they can achieve very little. Either indulge in a love, live up to each other, and compose a love song with flesh and blood; or indulge in the mountains and plains, wear the stars, and be an elegant scholar listening to the wind and admiring the moon; or work vigorously for the dream in your heart. One game.
Life is meaningless, it is just a process from life to death. Therefore, everyone must give their own life a mission, so that they feel that they have lived a good life.
Those so-called missions are actually the obsessions in their hearts. If you are born out of thoughts and held on because of thoughts, then this life will not be in vain.
At this moment, Jun Xuelou's human figure was still illusory, and his whole body was like a white light. He picked her up and put her back on the bed.
She opened her eyes while half asleep, looked at the man in front of her who bent down to cover her with a quilt, and giggled.
Jun Xuelou was shocked, thinking that it was terrible, she actually woke up.
Qian Liyue's eyes widened with astonishment on her face. She didn't know why, but she just felt that the white-haired man in front of her was illusory and unreal. This was what it meant to be like a dream.
She was amazed by his great beauty. He had clear sapphire blue eyes, a straight bridge of nose, slightly protruding lips that were enviable, a graceful jaw line, and a snow-white neck that seemed to have been smeared with a layer of jade. It was so white that it made people want to be there. There was a peach mark left on it.
When Jun Xuelou was worried and didn't know how to explain it, she unexpectedly reached out and touched his jade-like cheek, and giggled shyly: "I must be dreaming... Hahaha! Otherwise, what would happen in the military camp? Is there such a handsome pretty girl as you?"
Jun Xuelou sighed. Compared to the rough-looking soldiers in the military camp who were exposed to the sun and rain every day, he was indeed a pretty boy.
His silky white hair hangs lightly, and he has a beautiful peak on his forehead. He is undoubtedly a beauty. The touch of red in the corners of his eyes perfectly matches his white hair. The maple leaf red on his lips did not appear enchanting on his beautiful face, but rather an indescribable surprise.
Qian Liyue's nose moved slightly, she smelled his hair, and frowned: "Why is this...scent so familiar?"
Jun Xuelou felt funny in his heart, thinking, you stupid woman, of course you are familiar with it, isn't it the smell of those imperial fragrance powders that you fiddle with me on weekdays?
Jun Xuelou's slender fingers held her restless hand, put her into the quilt, covered her with the quilt, reached out and patted the quilt, and said softly: "It's covered, don't catch a cold."
Her face was flushed, and she pouted and murmured: "You are so kind!"
Jun Xuelou sneered, but there was still gentleness on his face.
Her hand sneaked up to his neck again, her cold fingertips rubbed against his protruding Adam's apple, and then she reached out to touch those maple leaf red lips.
He frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to hold her cold fingers, and reprimanded softly: "Who allows you to touch a man's Adam's apple casually? That is dangerous!"
"Swallowing the Starry Sky: Sign in to Become a God"
She giggled and said, "What does that have to do with it? It's just a dream anyway! I think God must have felt that I was too lonely, so he gave me such a good-looking man!"
