Go Through My Demon Host

  Chapter 3700 Monarch Pet: Canary (3)

   "General Gu is really smart." Ran Bai leaned over, and a cold blood hit Gu Jingxian's body, and said slowly, with thin blood-red lips almost touching his ears.

  The temperature and distance are extremely uncomfortable. Even in the middle of the night, there is a bit of ambiguous frivolousness. Gu Jingyan turned his face down and avoided contact.

  In the next second, someone pinched the jaw forcefully and turned around compulsively. The temperature of the fingertips was cold, "Why, are you afraid of me?"

Forced to look at each other, the consciousness of the low-grade fever was still a little drowsy, but it was exceptionally clear. Gu Jingxian had never felt so ashamed in his life. The blood fell silently to the ground. His voice was cold to the extreme, flat and straightforward, without any cover or cover. Intent of fear: "I want to kill you."

"Then it depends on whether the general has this ability." Ran Bai smiled, her look coquettish and wanton, intriguing, but brought out three points of extremely **** danger, her tone was lazy, meaning unknown: "I'm waiting for you come kill me."

  "Just now, General Gu is still thinking about how you should live." She was pointed, but not too caring, her brows were naturally affectionate, and she turned back to the couch and went to sleep with her clothes.

  Outside the window is a cold winter night, there is no half-wire temperature.

  The pain of broken leg bones invaded the limbs, and the clothes were wet with cold sweat. Gu Jingxian closed his eyes, his right hand was slowly tightened, the joints were white, and the muscles were protruding. Obviously, he had endured to the extreme.

  The former master of the sky, General Gu, probably never thought that he would fall to where he is today.

  He didn't care about the night attack on Dongying, but Xijun’s grain and grass reinforcements were late for more than half a month and there was no news. Suicheng became an isolated city, and he cared about the death of 100,000 soldiers.

  In the deadly silence, Gu Jingxian could even hear the sound of the wind and snow outside the window. He was in severe pain, his lips pale and his complexion calm.

  He has to live.

  Only when people are alive, can they return today’s insults one by one.

  The next day,

  The doctor waited all night last night, but he didn't necessarily call her in horror.

  Flying snow in February.

  The doctor waited all night but did not see the general summoned. He fought for a long time, until he was called away this morning. When he stepped into the general’s bedroom, the doctor’s heart jumped.

  This Gu Jingxian stayed in their adult room all night last night.

  Even if you have important information, adults don’t have to look at it.

Although the doctor thought so in his heart, he did not dare to say a word on the face. He walked forward without squinting and put his finger on the man's wrist after putting down the medicine box. A silent and cold sight fell, a little dark. No temperature, it is hard to ignore.

The leg hurts for a day, and the low-grade fever repeated. Gu Jingxian stayed up all night. At the moment, looking at the military doctor lightly, the silhouette of his eyelashes hit the tall bridge of the nose. Since his legs were scrapped by Dong Ling, his body has nothing to do with the past. The arrogance of the arrogance, there are three more shocking evil birds, like beasts sinking in the swamp, secretly choking people's necks on the right time.

  The doctor is completely biting his scalp to diagnose the pulse, just feels like he is already a corpse.

  A quarter of an hour later,

Ran Bai came in from the outside, wearing a battle robe, her original solemn air was worn out by her a bit of lazy madness. She was soaked in the cold, her slender fingers flicked the snowflakes falling on her shoulders, and walked over condescendingly. I went to see Gu Jingxian, and only asked: "From now on, my class teacher will return to the court. Can Gu Jingxian live on the road?"

  The doctor was taken aback by the straightforward questioning by dyed white. He was amazed, and carefully replied with careful consideration of words: "If you take good care of it, you can save your life."

   "Just don't die." The general nodded, and said indifferently: "You are responsible for his injuries on the way back to Beijing. If there is any difference, you can't afford it."

  The doctor knelt on the ground immediately, "I will not let the adults down."

  Gu Jingxian listened to their conversation, lowered his eyes indifferently, and looked at his left hand, his pupils splashed with ink, sarcasm and difficult to understand.

  In this battle, Dongling won a big victory. The 200,000 troops returned to the court and rushed back to the capital.

  Gu Jingxian, as a war prisoner, was driven into a prison wagon.

  Dongling 271 years of winter.

  The winter of that year was extremely cold. The heavy snow fell for several days and nights without stopping. The journey from the border to the capital was far away, and the vast ice and snow came to an end.

  Moyo is the evening three days later.

  Heavy snow in the mountains and forests, dangerous roads, the sky is gray and dim, and there is no moon tonight.

  The army made some adjustments here, and the whistling of the north wind blew my ears.

The general's red suit, the blood-stained color, is particularly dazzling in the ice and snow, and it makes people look up carelessly. At this moment, he is casually leaning outside the prison car, lazily looking at the people inside, smiling full of interest and intriguing: "General Gu, You have to tell your subordinates to be careful."

Gu Jingxian sat quietly in the prison wagon, his empty blue dress flying up and down, which further matched his thin and thin figure, but his back was very straight, not half-curved, like an ever-bending edge." The general is worried."

After drinking the medicine for a few days, his voice sounded a little better than when he first woke up, he was no longer so hoarse, and he had a deep and cruel texture. If it weren't for what he said was not in line with your heart, I'm afraid this voice is extremely flattering. Happy.

  In the forest, some faintly imperceptible sounds were annihilated in the wind and snow, and the surrounding shadows gradually moved closer.

  Ranbai drew out the long sword, and brushed the cold light blade lightly with his fingertips, cruel and bloody.

  "Don't stay alive." She said, her voice lazy and sloppy. If it weren't for the chilling tone in her tone, she would just seem to be saying that the weather was OK.

  All the soldiers clenched their swords tightly.

   Seeing that someone in the dark is discovered, they can only give it a go.

  For a time, the shadow of the sword, light and sword, cut through the dark night.

  The sharp sound of each weapon confrontation made the snow red with blood.

  The goal of those people is clear. Only Gu Jingxian in the prison cart is desperately drawing closer.

Suddenly--

   Shooting arrows in the dark, the prison car was cut off by the cold light!

  A **** storm.

White-dyed eyes were dark and murderous, dozens of corpses had fallen around her, and after the long sword pierced the enemy's heart, they were drawn out fiercely, blood spattered and fell on Gu Jingxian's face. .

   Shocking warmth.

  His right hand is hidden under the sleeve of his shirt, with green veins bulging out, and his finger bones stretched out shockingly white.

  He couldn't even move. He moved slightly. The twisted and sharp pain of his legs attacked his whole body. He was dripping with cold sweat. He could only watch a person fall in front of him, blood splashed on him, and the temperature was hot.

  Ran Bai's eyebrows and heavy hair were ruthless, obviously impatient, very unhappy, especially after the prison car was picked up by someone, she rudely pulled Gu Jingxian out and shackled it by her side.

  The firepower of those people was all concentrated on Ran Bai.

Every action involves the old wounds left before, and the white can feel the blood seeping out. Fortunately, it is covered by the clothes. It is late at night, no one can see her. Her actions become more and more fierce. Every time she draws the sword, the blood Dye Jianfeng.

   and came unexpectedly without warning.

  　 Truly cruel and possessive generals vs. enemy countries cold, lonely, disabled prisoners of war.

  　　 High and High vs. Prisoner

  　　 I feel so lost

  　　The official match is really miserable

  (End of this chapter)