Cai Yan quietly stared at Ma Chao's serene and resolute face, and that look was not so much focused as greedy.

Yes, although he has been taught Confucianism by his father since he was a child, how can his beauty-loving nature be bound by those dogmas and holy ways?

Which girl doesn't have a spring? What's more, Cai Yan's age at this time is the time when cardamom is in the prime of life. In the small heart, there is already an imagination of the future husband.

Before meeting Ma Chao, Cai Yan always thought that her future husband must be a young talent who is rich in learning and full of wealth. And for those martial artists who fought immediately, in the past, Cai Yan thought that they were rude and reckless, bloody butchers, and sinners who caused chaos in his father's mouth!

But since the first time she saw Ma Chao, she was already attracted by the brocade-white light in the middle of the night. She never imagined that the crude and reckless military general in her mind could be so handsome. His temperament, like a blade and a sharp gun, went straight into his heart with an unguardable attitude when he was caught off guard.

Then, when the canyon was attacked, Ma Chao jumped over the obstacle to rescue her, and the courage and courage of leading thousands of warriors to raid were deeply imprinted in Cai Yan's heart and brain, and every night before going to sleep, Cai Yan always recalled Ma Chao's heroic posture in a careful memory, so as to fall asleep peacefully.

It was also after that time that my father no longer taught himself those scriptures and historical collections, but began to teach military books such as "Warring States Policy" and "Wei Xuanzi", and even, more, what my father taught him was the heroic feat of Wei Qing and Huo Quai's crisscrossing the desert and raising the might of the Han Dynasty. Between words and deeds, he was envious of Huo Biyao's brilliance.

Cai Yan knew that it was the robbery of Fufeng County by the Qiang people that made his father's attention shift to these. But she didn't know that during this period, there was actually Ma Chao who led 10,000 Xiliang iron horsemen alone, and went deep into the hinterland of the Qiang tribe to break the Qiang tribe!

At that time, Cai Yan felt a trace of indescribable pain in his heart. She blamed Ma Chao for not saying goodbye to her before leaving, and she was even more afraid that Ma Chao would never return. And when she heard her father praise Huo Quai's great achievements there again, she refuted her father for the first time, she said that even though Huo Qubing is the most brilliant meteor of the Han Dynasty, he is not a good husband!

At that moment, Cai Yan refuted his father for the first time, but his face was blushing with shame: when did he think about his wife and husband......

But when she heard the news that Ma Chao was besieged in the grassland desert by the Tieqiang League, her heart couldn't calm down anymore, and the most she could do every day was to look at the gate of the county government, expecting to get the latest news from Ma Chao.

Finally, Cai Yan waited for the news of Ma Chao's return to Fufeng County. At that moment, she was ecstatic but tried her best to hide it. But when she really saw Ma Chao, tears dripped to the ground like beads without broken threads: what she was waiting for was Ma Chao, who had been in a coma for three days and was scarred! You can hide your joy, but how can you hide your sadness and pain!

In the next few days, Cai Yan stayed with Ma Chao's hospital bed, watching Ma Chao's wound gradually improve, but he never saw Ma Chao's bad smile again.

These days, Ma Chao has obviously lost a lot of weight, and his whole body is wrapped in that quilt, exuding a strong smell of medicine, and until now, his injuries have not healed.

But the thin lips, the two thick eyebrows, and the delicate and straight nose bridge have all appeared in Cai Yan's dreams many times. The only difference is that he is vague and vague in his dreams, but these days, he is so clear.

He was a year older than himself, but his extraordinary experience had carved a mark on his smooth and broad forehead, which became more profound and shocking as the two brows were locked together. Cai Yan was very worried that the scar on his forehead would ruin his delicate and peerless appearance. Fortunately, the red scars on his sideburns did not break his appearance, but instead had a brave manly charm. Also, it would be even better if those eyes that looked forward to life could shoot that fiery and sharp gaze again at this moment, revealing the stoic excellence that he had always hidden.

It's a pity that Cai Yan knows that this is just her fantasy.

After Ma Chao was carried back, Cai Yan listened to the most famous doctor in Fufeng County say that Ma Chao was in a coma because he squeezed the essence in his body too much, and he was injured with blood all over his body. If it weren't for Ma Chao's peculiar physique and young strength, I'm afraid he would have died in Jiuquan a long time ago.

However, at this time, even if Ma Chao was able to breathe a sigh of relief, because the essence in his body had been exhausted, he had already run out of oil. If you want to wake up and turn around, I'm afraid it will be impossible without ten days and half a month.

Today is the seventh day that Ma Chao has been in a coma, and Cai Yan also knows that Ma Chao will not wake up so soon. Therefore, when she saw that Ma Chao's jaw had grown soft and fine green whiskers, she wanted to use a razor to shave those green whiskers off.

And poor Ma Chao, these days have been bumpy all the way, and after finally arriving in Fufeng County, he recuperated for a period of time, and his father went crazy and found him some mountain ginseng, He Shou Wu and other elixirs to tonic, so that he could be regarded as getting better. But helplessly, the breath disorder in his body and the confusion in his mind are not cured by medicinal stones.

At this time, he felt as if he was in an infinitely wide sea of blazing fire, and the sky was shrouded in thick billowing black smoke.

He gasped and ran non-stop through the fire. There were wails and moans everywhere, and countless people tossed and turned in the sea of fire. And after that, these wailing people turned into powerful ghosts who asked for their lives, crying and complaining to Ma Chao, asking Ma Chao to return their lives!

There were several people's backs in the distance, and Ma Chao relied on his long-term familiarity to see that it was Ma Teng, Pang De, Meng Da, Chouge, Han Feng, Jia Xu, and even, Cai Yong, Cai Yan, Zhong Jian, Rigu Deji, Meng Ta and others. Ma Chao ran desperately, but he couldn't catch up; I wanted to greet them, but I couldn't make a sound.

Suddenly, there was no space under his feet, and he suddenly fell into a fire pit.

Ma Chao watched in amazement as he was wrapped in flames, his skin peeled open, and pieces fell off his bones......

Destroy!

Total destruction!

Is this how your own martial arts are?

Ma Chao, who had become a skeleton, was still not dead, he wailed to see his skeleton, but he couldn't break free from the sea of fire.

It wasn't until the scene changed, he suddenly saw the endless flow of people, high-rise buildings, cars and BMWs, and finally the scene transitioned to the green plants in the field, and finally to the agricultural base station he was most familiar with, and saw the vacuum packaging bag of crop seeds that he hated in his previous life, that he suddenly remembered: he was not the culprit of the troubled times, but an unlucky traverser.

If there is no 'break' that destroys the world, how can we talk about the vigorous 'standing' of crops and people in his eyes?

Break and stand!

Only by destroying can there be new life!

After figuring this out, Ma Chao screamed, and suddenly everything around him became white and foggy. But his throat ached, his forehead burned, and his whole body ached excruciatingly, as if it was still burning in purgatory.

And he was about to call for others to get some water to quench his thirst, but when he turned his head, he saw Cai Yan's face was discolored, and she was holding a cold and shiny razor in her hand......

Ma Chao didn't think about it, turned his head and fainted again......