Chapter 3293

The canteen meals in the military camp are simple, not as luxurious as those in the Imperial Palace, but they are also good.

The young man's white and clear knuckles, like art fingers, carefully picked out all the fish bones, and then put the soft and tender fish into the princess bowl.

Dyed white and hung her eyes indifferently, tapping the table with her fingertips, "how about here."

"Your Highness knows Jin Yao like the back of his hand." the young man wiped his hand and smiled gently.

"It's different from what you said." the princess glanced at him, took a bite of fish, chewed it carefully and swallowed it slowly. It shows the dignity of the royal family from the bone. Even in ordinary times, it gives people a silent feeling of cold and oppression.

"I'm very used to it." Jin Yao said in a warm voice. He had a good temper. His military uniform was white against the beauty, and he didn't feel cold when he smiled.

Dyed white nodded slightly: "you can come back anytime you want."

The boy said yes.

Watching silently in the distance, Su Yan dared not come forward: "...."

Wipe! Shit

He feels that today, his outlook on life has been seriously impacted.

Su Yan finally understood what Ning zuozhi meant.

It turned out that your highness wouldn't let him follow. He wanted to be alone with that childe!!

The problem is the little childe——

Su Yan was surprised.

He devoted all his heart to the military and never paid attention to the outside world. Naturally, he did not know the ups and downs in the capital. Princess Xizhao fell in love with mengfusheng, the famous young zither player in the capital, and developed his own young childe.

Su Yan only knew that the recruit king of this term was so superior in military quality and training level that he was far superior to everyone and went up step by step in a rolling way.

It is said that he is cold and lonely, elegant and noble. He seldom communicates with others except for training time.

Su Yan and Jin Yao had no intersection, but they met several times and left an overly cold impression at the bottom of their heart.

But genius.

Extraordinary ability.

Solitary height is also normal.

But now that smiling gentle and noble, there is no usual indifferent and sharp youth. Is it really the legendary recruit king or the Jinyao he met?!

Su Yan was shocked to a blank in his brain.

They are the king of recruits... Your Highness's little childe.

You can't pull it together.

Su Yan turned around very hard, and his mind was completely caught in a chaotic storm.

When you go back,

Su Yan was still in a trance. He looked at the handsome young man who was studying the military plan. His tone was complex: "shackle, I finally understand."

Ning Jiezhi's slender fingers supported his forehead and looked at the plan lightly. His fingertips gently buttoned the desktop, showing a cold and lazy sense of dignity.

He understood the meaning of Su Yan's words, but he didn't care.

"Let's go." the boy straightened up and threw down a sentence wantonly. His voice was very weak.

Su Yan hesitated and didn't say the words I sent you for a while.

What just happened frightened him a lot.

Su Yan slowly.

And Ning Zhizhi has gone out.

Ning Jiezhi came by himself on horseback. Now he left the military camp. He turned over and mounted his horse. His clothes crossed a beautiful arc in the air. His actions were calm and neat. He was as reckless as running water. His eyes were lazy and cold as a God's residence.

The young man carelessly tightened the reins and looked very good against his fingerbones. He galloped his horse and soon disappeared outside the military camp.

Back to the palace from here, you have to go through a mountain road. There are no people around. The mountains are steep and the trees are thick. When the shadow falls, it brings a sense of desolation.

The horse trod across the mountain path and galloped forward.

It was so quiet that I could only hear the sound of galloping horses. Until I went further, I could vaguely hear the shrill screams.

Ning Chuanzhi's cold and light eyes were indifferent and went to the palace.

Unfortunately,

On the same road, just hit the sound source.

Far away, I can't really see it. I can only see more than a dozen figures. I gradually close up a thin outline in the middle, and there are several bodies lying next to me. The bloody smell floats to the nose of Ningzhi by the wind.

The boy gently narrowed his long and narrow eyes, knocked on the reins with his white fingertips, frowned slightly, and was lazy and easy to provoke. There was no taboo at all. He drove the horse pen straight to the front.

One of them, a man in black with a long sword, was keenly aware of something. His hands stopped and his face changed slightly: "someone!"

They were ordered by the master to hunt down and kill them. They were going to solve them immediately. Originally, they thought that no one would appear in this wild mountain and it would be very smooth. They didn't expect to run into a teenager

It seems that he has extraordinary bearing. If he is broken, he will be in great trouble in the future.

The companion paused. Obviously, he also thought of such a problem and quickly said, "we solved it together."

in any case,

Today, this matter must be buried here. There can't be any wind leakage, otherwise they can't go back and explain.

The master has given them a death order.

This matter must be resolved in a crisp and neat manner. We can't leave a living mouth. All traces must be wiped out.

The figure trapped in the middle was bleak and embarrassed in the cold wind, with messy ink hair covering half of the beautiful little face, and a lot of blood splashed on her white skin. She was a young girl who kept retreating in fear, but her back was straight.

She gritted her teeth. She had a contradictory, fragile but tough temperament. A hairpin was held in her hand, so hard that her fingertips were white.

When seeing such a figure, the girl's desperate and lifeless eyes suddenly burst out the last light, like seeing the only life-saving straw, and the voice shouting from her mouth was torn and hoarse.

"Help!"

One of the men in black sneered, "help?" he disdained and said in a cruel tone: "today you all have to die here."

Hit this kind of thing and expect to live?

What's more, what can a young boy do.

Ning Xiaozhi could hear the cry of despair and the contradiction between Qi Yi, but the bottom of his heart was calm until he was close.

The slender boy rode a horse against the bloody dusk. The sky was filled with a large area of dark orange, which seemed to be splashed with blood. The light fell on the boy's shoulders and reduced to the background in the painting.

The young man was in the halo of dusk, like a bright star in the light. His side face vaguely peeped into the deep and beautiful outline. It was cold and sharp, which was cold and noble.

The wind calmed down and stopped breathing.

The girl's eyes reflected the shadow of the boy, which looked like God in the light and shadow.

Rather shackles lazy half drooping eyelids, condescending to look down on them, thin lips gently open, the sound quality is good, magnetic, seems to be a little playful, and indifferent to all this: "get out of the way."