Chapter 398: Lord General, fortune telling (58)
Xiang Xing also didn't know how long he had been crying.
In short, when she releases all her anxiety, fear and worry, everyone has been held by Yan Heng and returned to the Xibianguan Camp.
She twitched her little nose, slowly returning to her senses.
Instead, I first saw a handsome face that was full of exotic, familiar and awkward, and was covering his mouth and looking at her desperately with a smile.
"..."
The little guy's cheeks suddenly burst red, and he couldn't help narrowing his soft eyes tightly, and drilled into his man's arms.
"...Hahahahaha!"
Sha Lie couldn't help it anymore and laughed loudly.
With a smile, I didn't forget to spit out, "I just cried like a bear kid before the fifty thousand army, why didn't you see you as shy?"
"..."
Xiang Xing's ears became even hotter.
She couldn't, so she tightened Yan Heng's waist and muttered angrily, "You let him out..."
"good."
Yan Heng rubbed the smoky little head, and also concealed the corners of his lips.
With a light cough, the gentle color in his eyes disappeared, and he cast a cold look at Sha Lie.
"Get out."
"...Hey, this hall is also the barbarian prince anyway, your little general dare to call me like this!"
Sha Lie slapped the table pretentiously and retorted badly.
In the next second, in the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of a small general holding up the bow beside him in a calm manner.
He was so frightened that he was as good as a king in an instant.
Get up quickly and retreat on the ground.
"Then what... Don't forget, ask your emperor, Lao Er, for a gift of thanks from the temple for your help!"
He shouted with a smile, and his figure flashed out of the big tent.
"call……"
Feeling the unobstructed aura around him, Xiang Xing breathed a sigh of relief, and his body relaxed.
The little head reluctantly lifted from the armor she had wiped her nose and tears on, and her moist, soft eyes blinked.
But when he met the man's intense gaze with a deep smile, he stared, a little embarrassed and stayed away from the other side.
"You and I……"
She puffed up her soft ball face and talked nonsense subconsciously, "I, because your armor hurts, I cried..."
"right?"
Yan Heng sneered low.
Mo eyes swayed slightly, and his voice suddenly became hoarse, "Then, please help me unload it, Madam?"
"...Who is your wife! Nonsense!"
Xiang Xing blushed again.
The little hand moved subconsciously to remove his armor.
The armor was removed, but she jumped out of his arms, and stomped back on the ground.
Pinching his little nose, looking at the man with a deep and soft nasal voice, "Sweat and smelly, don't come near me."
Yan Heng was amused by her and laughed.
He raised his brows slightly, raised his delicate chin to the little guy, and smiled more freely: "I don't believe that under your skirt armor, it doesn't taste the same."
"...The girl's sweat is scented!"
Xiang Xing stomped his foot and retorted angrily.
Unexpectedly, the man got up and approached her with a smile.
"Then you prove it to me?"
...
later.
Xiu Jin, who had exhausted his body, suffocated, and his body, along with the guard who assassinated him, was sent back to Xiuyue Nation.
The monarch of Xiuyue Kingdom was angry and heartbroken, but he dared not say anything.
He sent someone to kill the son, and they even packaged and sent back the evidence.
Coupled with this battle, he suffered heavy losses and losses, making it difficult for him to gather again for a while.
Can only endure it.