Chapter 3700

"General Gu is so clever." ran Bai leaned over, and the cold blood gas hit Gu's envy. He said a word slowly. His thin lips as red as blood were almost close to his ear.

The temperature and distance were extremely uncomfortable. Even in the middle of the night, there was some ambiguous frivolity. Gu was surprised and envied and turned his face to avoid contact.

But in the next second, the jaw was pinched by someone, forced to turn around, and the temperature of the finger abdomen was cold, "why, are you afraid of me?"

Forced to look at others, his low fever consciousness is still a little dull, but it is particularly clear. Gu Jingxian has never felt so ashamed in his life. His blood fell to the ground silently. His voice is cold to the extreme, flat and straightforward, without half covering up or fear: "I want to kill you."

"Then it's up to the general to see if he has this ability." ran Bai smiles, looks coquettish and wanton, which takes people's heart and soul. It just brings out a three-point extremely bloody danger. His tone is lazy and the meaning is unclear: "I'm waiting for you to kill me."

"But now, general Gu still thinks about how you should live." she means something, but she doesn't care too much. Her eyebrow bone is naturally amorous. She turns back to the couch and sleeps with her clothes.

Outside the window is a cold winter night, without half a silk temperature.

The pain of breaking leg bones invaded all parts of the body. The cold sweat wet his clothes. Gu Jingxian closed his eyes and slowly clenched his right hand. His joints turned white and his veins protruded. It was obvious that he had endured to the extreme.

General Gu Shao, the former favored son of heaven, probably never expected to be reduced to such a situation today.

He didn't care about the night attack from the East, but the reinforcements from the West were more than half a month late. There was no news. Suicheng became an isolated city, and 100000 soldiers died in vain.

In the dead silence, Gu Jingxian could even hear the wind and snow outside the window. He endured severe pain, his lips turned pale and his face was calm.

He has to live.

Only when people live can they return today's humiliations one by one.

The next day,

The doctor waited all night last night, but it was not possible for ran Bai to call her.

February snow.

The doctor waited all night, but he didn't see the general summoned. He was frightened for a long time until he was called by dye Bai this morning. As soon as he stepped into the general's bedroom, the doctor's heart jumped.

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

Even with important information, adults don't have to look at it in front of their eyes.

Although the doctor thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to say more on his face. He walked forward without squint. After putting down the medicine box, his fingers just put between the man's wrists. A silent and cold line of sight fell down. It was dark and cold, which was difficult to ignore.

After a day of leg pain and repeated low fever, Gu Jingxian stayed awake all night. At the moment, he looked at the military doctor faintly. The profile of his eyelashes hit the tall bridge of his nose. Since he was captured alive and his legs were wasted, he had three more frightening ferocity in addition to his old arrogance, like a beast sinking in the swamp, and secretly cut people's neck at the right time.

The doctor felt as if he were a corpse.

In a quarter of an hour,

Ran Bai came in from the outside, dressed in a war robe, but she wore the solemn spirit, but she was somewhat relaxed and lazy. She bathed in the cold, slender fingers flicked the snowflakes falling on her shoulders, walked down from a high position, didn't go to see Gu Jingxian, but asked, "from now on, the class teacher returns to the dynasty, Gu Jingxian can live on the road?"

The doctor was startled by dye Bai's straightforward questions. He was shocked. Considering his words, he carefully replied, "if you take good care of it, you can save your life."

"Just don't die." the general nodded and said, "you are responsible for his injuries on the way back to Beijing. If there is a mistake, your life can't afford it."

The doctor immediately knelt on the ground, "I won't let adults down."

Gu Jingxian listened to their dialogue, looked down indifferently, looked at his left hand, the ink splashing with deep pupils, and ridiculed them.

The battle was a great victory in Donggu. 200000 troops returned to the Dynasty and hurried back to the capital.

Gu Jingxian, a war prisoner, was pressed into a prison car.

The winter of 271 in Donggu.

The winter that year was particularly cold. It snowed for several days and nights without stopping. The road from the border to the capital was far away, and the vast ice and snow spread to the end.

It was the evening three days later.

There is heavy snow in the mountains and forests, the roads are dangerous, the sky is gray and dark, and there is no moon tonight.

The army adjusted a little here, and the roar of the north wind blew past his ears.

"The door is locked," the man replied softly. The general's red dress, blood stained color, is particularly dazzling in the ice and snow. He is reckless and makes people look up. At the moment, he carelessly leans outside the prison car and lazily looks at the people inside. "What a pity that people didn't save themselves and took themselves in instead?"

Gu Jingxian sat quietly in the prison car, flying in an empty blue suit, which further reflected his thin and thin body, but his back was straight and powerful, without half bending, like a blade that could never be broken, "the general is worried about being unstable."

After drinking the medicine for several days, his voice was a little better than when he first woke up. He was no longer so hoarse and had a low and cold texture. If what he said was not against your heart, I was afraid that his voice was very pleasant.

There was a rustle in the forest. Some subtle and imperceptible sounds disappeared in the wind and snow, and the surrounding shadows gradually drew closer.

Ran Bai pulls out the long sword and lightly wipes the cold light blade with his fingertips. It's cruel and bloody.

"Don't keep your mouth alive," she said, her voice lazy and weak. If it wasn't for the coolness into the bone marrow in her tone, I'm afraid it's plain as saying that the weather is OK.

All the soldiers clenched their swords.

People in the dark can only let go when they are found.

For a moment, the sword cut through the dark night.

The sharp sound made by each exchange of weapons dyed the snow red with blood.

The goal of those people is clear. Only Gu Jingxian in the prison car is getting closer.

Suddenly——

The arrow rain shot in the dark, and the prison car was broken by the cold light!

A bloody storm.

Ran Bai's eyes were dark and murderous. Dozens of bodies had fallen around her. After the long sword stabbed into the enemy's heart, it was pulled out, and the blood splashed on Gu Jingxian's face.

Shocking warmth.

His right hand was hidden under his sleeve, his veins were raised, and his fingerbones were stretched out in a terrible white.

He couldn't even move. With a little movement, his legs twisted and sharp pain invaded his whole body. He was dripping with cold sweat. He could only watch a man fall in front of him, blood splashed on him, and the temperature was hot.

Ran Baimei's eyes were heavy and fierce. She obviously had no patience and was very unhappy. Especially after the prison car was broken, she roughly pulled Gu Jingxian out and shackled her around.

The firepower of those people was all concentrated on ranbai.

Every move involves the old wound left before. Ran Bai can feel the blood seeping out. Fortunately, her clothes are covered and it's late at night. No one can see that her action is more and more cruel. She often dyes the blade with blood when drawing the sword.

And the unexpected has no warning.