Chapter 983： Vast frontline (2/2)

Another ”slap-”

The tears were the beads that broke the thread, and dropped drop by drop.

Xiao Xu froze, trying to reach out and hug her, but all his medicine was on his hands, and he was helpless in fear of getting on her clothes.

”Ayan, don't cry, I'm fine, everything has passed.” He could only calm down.

Chu Qingyan withdrew the medicine and turned to pounce on him, his emotions could no longer be suppressed.

”Sorry, I shouldn't have murdered you. If you didn't save me, you wouldn't be hurt.”

”It just hurts me, I see you hurt, I see the ethereal life and death unpredictable, I see the smoke is so sad, I don't know what to do, I think I'm useless!”

”Why fight? If there is no war, there will be no parting, the people can live and work in peace, and we can rest in peace with our little bank, small shop, I hate war, I hate death!”

Chu Qingyan's long-suffering emotion finally broke out.

Chu Qingyan lives in the era of peace, and rarely has access to war. Even though she came across, she has never experienced such a fierce war in recent years, and the painful parting of life and death. The feeling of lingering on the edge of life and death, explosion Despair when it sounded, repeated in her heart again and again.

At this time, she saw that the large ice block was scarred, as if she ignited the fuse, and she could no longer restrain it.

Xiao Xu felt the sorrow and sorrow of the people in her arms, and felt uncomfortable.

”I don't blame you. I was involved in these disputes. In the future, we will not fight, we will stay away from the battlefield, and I will accompany you to the small shops. We live our lives and do not blend in with these.”

Chu Qingyan hugged him tightly, and his emotions gradually calmed down in his warm arms. She red-eyed and said, ”The big ice cube is not your fault, nor is it my fault. It is unjust, but we cannot lose to Fate, we must win this battlefield and let the country be peaceful, and the people will live in peace! ”

”Okay, I promise you.”

Xiao Xu's eyes ignited a cluster of flames.

Nan Cang, the king will never let you go!

In the mountains and forests, Cheng Yanluo and the ethereal carriage escorted to the fork, Huoling and Tu Lingle stopped the horses and watched the carriage leave.

”Empty spirit, empty spirit, I have been fighting with you for so many years. If you are gone, I will be lonely, so no matter what, you must get better soon.” Fire spirit said to himself.

”Why don't you say this in front of him?” Tu Ling glanced at him.

Fire Ling coughed, his expression unnaturally, ”If he wakes up and remembers these words, he will laugh at me, I will not let him catch the handle!”

Tu Ling found the rivalry between the two men and women very boring, but he sincerely wished that Kong Ling could recover soon.

He missed the day when he was around the master and everyone reunited. But over the years, my partners have left one after another.

At this time, his grief was lost.

”Earth spirit, the master is angry this time. I don't think Nan Cang has any good fruit to eat this time.” Fire spirit suddenly looked away, serious and authentic.

The spirit of Ling Ling looked, ”Pang Huang has stepped on the master's bottom line, and then see if he can withstand the master's anger, so we must go back as soon as possible.”

Fire spirit nodded.

The two finally glanced at the direction the carriage was leaving, then turned their horses and ran towards the camp.

Ethereal, may you be fine.

Even if it is a front line of vitality, you must seize it!