Chapter 225

Fixed a look at him, Zhou ruo'an pulled the corner of the mouth, also did not say believe or do not believe.

In the heart of those moved already by her mandatory pressure down, the rest of the only deep powerless.

Ling Tianwang felt a little nervous, and his fingers could not help but exert more force, leaving red marks on Zhou ruo'an's wrist, which was extremely ugly.

Even if Zhou ruo'an's mouth was tight, there was still a little pain in his lips.

Until this time, Ling Tianwang just like waking up to release the palm, fingers in the air continue to close and open, in the end still did not dare to touch each other.

The pride in his heart made Ling Tianwang have no way to bow his head, and Zhou ruo'an also didn't want to say anything.

Silence in two people's side continues to spread, slowly brought out a little lonely and never had the embarrassment.

Zhou ruo'an bowed his head and gave a bitter smile. He turned his wrist and walked back.

Since the man stubbornly thought that it was for her good to keep everything behind her, she did as he wanted, but this was the last time.

Looking at the disappearing figure in front of him, Ling Tianwang only felt that his heart seemed to be empty. He wanted to fill it, but he found that he couldn't start.

The footstep moved, but Ling Tianwang had no way to break through the insistence in any case.

Zhou ruo'an said that he was tired. He was clearly a noble in heaven, but he was worried about her happiness and sorrow every day. He carefully protected people in his own safety circle, which caused the other party's dissatisfaction.

Back and forth, again and again, Ling Tianwang is just an ordinary person. His heart is not made of iron. After countless tempering, it is still as complete as new.

Standing in the same place for a long time, Ling Tianwang closed his eyes deeply, then slowly spit out a mouthful of turbid gas.

"As you wish," he murmured, then turned away.

The people in the room are still busy doing their own things. They don't know Zhou ruo'an's suffering at this time.

"Little general, would you like to come and have a look?" Someone began to shout, a little uneasy.

Zhou ruo'an was stunned for a moment, closed his eyes, quickly adjusted his mind, and quickly walked over.

In such a busy, those hearts of grief seems to have become unnecessary emotions, until the evening to have time to release.

But the heat can never last forever.

On the first day, Zhou ruo'an tossed and turned and couldn't sleep.

The next day, she walked around the city wall, felt the cold wind on her body, and suddenly calmed down.

By the third and fourth day, it seems that everything has become the past tense.

I don't know what happened in the city. The rebels kept under the wall for several days, but they couldn't find any way to break through the blockade of the wall.

"General," someone gritted his teeth and took two steps forward, with heavy fingers on the brief map.

The rebel leader gave him a puzzled look and asked, "do you have a way to deal with it?"

The man shook his head slowly, as if he didn't care about the rebel leader's face.

"General," he called out again, "the general thinks we can make a detour to the north, but the city can't come down?"

Although this is a well-known fact, no one dare to say it. He is the first one.

Hearing this, the rebel leader's face sank. He grinned his teeth and gave a sneer.

"Detour north? Like a lost dog? " He asked in a cold voice.

The speaker looked at him with disapproval, shook his head and retorted, "general, this is not right. We haven't lost yet!"

"Countless lives have been piled up outside the city, and it's not easy to give up. It's just that now, the city is very dangerous, and the reinforcements from the capital are fighting. We don't have to fight with them, and we don't have the conditions."

Speaking of the last sentence, his voice unconsciously lowered and his eyes were full of emotion.

They are not so much an army as a grass-roots team taking advantage of the crew. All their goals are to overthrow the emperor in the Jinluan palace.

Their mermaids and dragons are mixed. Although they have their own official positions and their own lives, they are missing some details compared with Ling Tianwang.

After all, their general might have been just a common man with a hoe, and their counselor was only the smarter one in the Academy.

Rebel leaders are most impatient to be mentioned about their origins, and always take pride in the people around them.

Hearing this, his face immediately sank down, and his legs suddenly kicked forward, leaving a virtual shadow.

It's crackling.

This is the sound of things on the table suddenly falling, and it is also the last whine of the unstable table.

Because of such an episode, the people standing next to him were suddenly silent and did not dare to make a sound.But even so, there is still no way to put out the fire in the rebel leader's heart.

He restlessly turns around in the same place and looks at the man like a knife.

"Is that what you think?" He asked in a low voice, gnashing his teeth. Every word seemed to squeeze out of his teeth, with a piercing chill.

The man hung his head, quietly clenched his fingers, and stood in the same place without saying a word.

Although he didn't make any sound, the rebel leader knew in his heart that this was what he thought!

"Oh," can't help sneering. The rebel leader came to him with a big stride, pointed his finger to his forehead, and asked word by word, "is that how you treat us in your heart?"

The hard nails poked on the skin of the forehead, leaving small dark red marks. The man felt humiliated from the bottom of his heart. He only felt that those marks were deeply rooted in his heart and could never disappear.

He bit the soft meat on the inside of his cheek. He managed to calm himself down with the pain.

"Not so," he raised his eyelids and looked at the angry man. He felt funny in his heart. On the surface, he deliberately suppressed it and made a look of panic. Such a difference made people feel more and more ridiculous.

I don't know what he thinks in his heart, and I don't know what the changing darkness means in each other's eyes. The rebel leader's eyebrows stand high, waiting for his next words.

"The general just thinks that now there are new weapons in the city, and our teachers can't get close to the wall at all. It's not a good way to consume them." He said in a low voice, with a little sigh at the end.