Xiang Xing doesn''t know how long he cried.


    In short, when she released all her anxiety, fear and worry, everyone had been held by Yan Heng and returned to the West Guanda camp.


    She pulled her little nose and slowly regained her consciousness.


    First I saw a handsome face with rich exotic customs, familiar and flat, and was looking at her with a hard smile.


    “……”


    The little guy''s cheeks suddenly burst red. He couldn''t help narrowing his soft eyes and trying to drill into his man''s arms.


    "... hahaha!!"


    Sha lie couldn''t help laughing.


    Laughing, and not forget to make complaints about the cheap, just like crying like a bear child before the fifty thousand army, why didn''t you see you shy?


    “……”


    Xiang Xing''s ears are even hotter.


    She couldn''t, so she had to tighten Yan Heng''s waist and muttered angrily, "you let him out..."


    "OK."


    Yan Heng rubbed the little head that was about to smoke, and also hid the lips that were slightly aroused.


    With a light cough, he dispersed the gentle color in his eyes and stared coldly at Sha lie.


    "Get out."


    "... hey, this hall is also the prince of the barbarians. You little general dare to call me like this!"


    Sha lie slapped the table angrily and retorted angrily.


    The next second, in the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a small general quietly picking up the bow and arrow on his side.


    He was as clever as Wang in an instant.


    Get up quickly and step out.


    "Then what... Don''t forget to ask the emperor of your family for a gift of gratitude for our righteous help!"


    He laughed and shouted, his body flashed and went out of the big tent.


    "Hoo..."


    Xiang Xing felt that there was no more trouble around him, so he relaxed a little and relaxed.


    The little head was raised from the armor that she wiped a piece of snot and tears, and her wet soft eyes blinked.


    But when he was staring at the man with a deep smile, he stared awkwardly at the other side.


    "You, me..."


    She puffed her soft face and subconsciously pulled words, "I cried because I was hurt by your armor..."


    "Yes?"


    Yan Heng sneered.


    Mo Mou wantonly shook slightly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse. "Then, please help me unload it?"


    "... who is your wife! Nonsense!"


    Xiang Xing blushed again.


    The little hand moved subconsciously to remove his armor.


    When the armor was removed, she jumped out of his arms and stepped back.


    Holding his small nose, he looked at the man bitterly. His nasal voice was thick and soft. "You smell of sweat. Don''t come near me."


    Yan Heng laughed at her.


    With a slight pick on his eyebrow, he gently raised his fine jaw towards the little guy, and his smile was more wanton: "I don''t believe your skirt and armor. It''s not the same taste."


    "... the girl''s house is sweaty and fragrant!"


    Xiang Xing stamped his foot and retorted angrily.


    Unexpectedly, the man got up and approached her with a smile.


    "Then prove it to me?"


    ……


    Later.


    Xiujin, who had exhausted all his internal breathing, swallowed his breath. His body, together with the dark Wei who assassinated him, was sent back to Xiuyue country.


    The monarch of Xiuyue kingdom was angry and heartache, but he didn''t dare to say anything.


    He sent someone to kill his son. He even packed up his personal evidence and sent it back.


    In addition, this war made him lose his troops and lose his generals. It was difficult to get together again for a time..


    I can only bear it.