Yun Zi Huang was startled, her heart, couldn't help but ache for a moment.

He had never thought that Feng Qingxiao would say such a thing, much less think that he would die in battle!

It was just that the battlefield had never been too cruel. Corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like a river.

Looking at his haggard and bloodless face, he thought about the old and new scars all over his body. Just how many life and death had he experienced in all these years in the Northern Frontier?

He was also a human. He would be injured, he would be in pain, and he would die!

"I won't …"

Her voice trembled slightly. "You are the War God King. You …"

He couldn't continue. No one knew whether or not he was a Battle God King, not a God.

Feng Qingxiao did not say anything and just looked at her. "Last time, when I was hit by the Soul Devouring Crossbow, I thought I was dead for sure. If I did not meet you, I would have already died. On the battlefield, everything changes in a blink of an eye. There are many times where I almost died on the battlefield. My grandfather, father, brothers, and ancestors all died in battle. "

He reached out and held her trembling little hand, cold and without warmth, and wrapped it around her little hand with his big hand, "This time, since I have become more sensible, the biggest war in the Northern Frontier was against the Sun Ascension Empire's Alliance. Maybe one day, I will die fighting in the battlefield. You know, that's normal. "

Her lips quivered slightly, and she was unable to speak.

On the battlefield, anyone would die, no one was an exception!

He still remembered the words Yun Zhao had said when he left Zhenbei City. Ouyang Baofeng had risked his life to save Feng Qingxiao from the battlefield, but he himself had almost died. How far was he from death that time?

Last time, when he was hit by the Soul Devouring Crossbow, Death was already standing beside him!

"Zi Huang, you should not have come here, and I should not have allowed you to come to the north. If I leave you in the capital, after I die in battle, you can still be a princess and marry again. "But I still brought you to the north because I can't let you go."

Feng Qingxiao smiled bitterly, "I've said it before, you can only be my woman. From the moment I say this, I won't let you leave me. After all these years, you are the only woman I have ever taken a fancy to, the only wife I am willing to marry. I don't think you want to be a widow because you are afraid that I will die in battle. Zi Huang, there are some things that I won't be able to say, and I might never have the chance to hear them again. "

"You're not allowed to say that, you're lying, I won't listen!"

She raised her hand to cover his lips. Her beautiful, thin, red lips were cracked and somewhat rough.

He smiled, reached out to take her small hand, and tightly held it in his big hand: "I don't want to lose the chance to say what I want to say, and even more so, I don't want to miss out on the opportunity to live. "How about it in my next life? I don't want to think about it. I don't know if I will be able to make it out alive. Zihuang, if you have anything to say, say it now."

If he missed it, it would be the afterlife!

These words caused her heart to tremble non-stop. She was in great pain!

If it was in the past, she would not have been able to understand the profoundness and pain behind those words. But now, as someone who already had a previous life, no one knew better than her what it meant to miss out on the afterlife.

If she could, she would rather not snatch any empty storage space. All her comrades were still alive!

If...

But unfortunately, there would never be an 'if' in this world!

He remembered the captain's handsome smile. He knew that the captain had loved her for a long time and had waited for her for a long time. But she did not love the captain, she only treated him as a comrade and a respected brother. In her previous life, she had avoided love, and she had never met anyone who could make her fall in love. She had already missed her previous life, so now it could be considered her next life. If she missed it again …

"If there is an afterlife, give me a chance!"

That was the last thing the captain said to her when he pressed the button to get her out of the spaceship.

"Feng Qingxiao …"

Hearing his own voice, he trembled in grief. What should he say? What should he say?

In the end, she had to leave this place and return to the world that belonged to her. How could she accept such a rare and long-awaited love?

"I need to calm down and think about it."

She quickly pulled her hand away and ran out.

Feng Qingxiao lowered his head to look at his large hands. Her palms were still cold and filled with the coldness of her small hands. He could only bitterly smile. Forget it, she had been running for two days and three nights. Let her rest first.

She had a headache. After thinking for a long time, she still couldn't figure it out. She simply let herself fall into a deep sleep and temporarily put all her worries to the back of her head.

"My lord, Yun Zhao has come to thank us."

"Pass."

Yun Zhao bowed as he entered the main tent, kneeling down and bowing, "General Yun Zhao greets the lord and thanks the lord for his grace."

He knelt on the ground, his hands folded on the floor, his forehead touching his fingers. The last time the princess had returned from the Northern City, her lord had ordered her to pardon him. When Yun Ming came back, he immediately reported what had happened to him, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the shock. It was just that at that time, the Lord had already led his men to battle, so he did not have the opportunity to personally beg for forgiveness and to thank the Lord for his grace.

This time, when they arrived at Black Bear Valley, he would wait for the princess to pay her respects and go back to rest. He would immediately come to express his gratitude and offer his apologies.

"Raise your head."

Yun Zhao immediately knelt down and raised his head, his eyelids drooping slightly as he looked at Jiang Chen with incomparable respect.

Feng Qingxiao's cold gaze fell on Yun Zhao's face. This lord of the Residence of State's personal guard was handsome, and her kung fu was good as well. She had many women secretly admiring him, but she still hadn't taken a wife yet.

"I've heard that Zi Huang has called you big brother many times. Is that true?"

Yun Zhao was greatly shocked. How did his master know of this matter?

"Bang …"

A loud sound was heard as he landed heavily on the ground. He said in a deep voice, "May the Lord grant you death."

The cold laughter entered his ears, and Feng Qingxiao coldly said, "The last time she went to the North City to beg for forgiveness for you, it was the first time she knelt down and begged for forgiveness. If I were to grant you death, wouldn't she come to fight me? "

"Master's words have made the sinners' servants die without a burial ground. Yun Zhao is just a servant of the lord, it wouldn't be a pity if he dies." When the princess heard that the princess had been severely injured and had been trapped in the Black Bear Ditch, she was so shocked that she had accidentally injured her hand with a scalpel. The wound was extremely severe. "Then he immediately went to request for battle from Commander Ouyang and issued a death warrant. My Lord, for two days and three nights, I've been constantly risking my life to come here. Sinner and servant beg for your forgiveness, Sir!"

As he spoke, he kneeled down and crawled to Feng Qingxiao's feet. He kowtowed and kowtowed in front of Feng Qingxiao's feet, and then he kneeled down at Feng Qingxiao's feet.

The war god king's expression eased a bit after hearing Yun Zhao's words and he remained silent.

Yun Zhao said in a low voice, "Please grant us grace, my lord. I shall serve in the Iron Guard and kill the enemy in the battlefield. I will pay you back with a horse's hide."

Today, the lord had asked such a question to his face. He was worried that something might have happened. A servant who claimed to be a 'sinful servant' and surrendered as his lord would only hope that the lord would not blame the princess. He could no longer stay by the princess's side and beg the lord for permission. Letting him go to battle and kill the enemy, dying in the battlefield and dying in the name of his Lord was his greatest honor and fortune.