The Great Tent of the Chinese Army.

Pei Yuanshao was pushed in nervously, and the torches on both sides were illuminated red, but ...... He found that Ning Rong's face was pale and frightening.

Ning Rong sat there recliningly, and the kid named Lu Xun was always ready on the side, as if Ning Rong would lose his strength and fall to the ground in the next second.

Pei Yuanshao looked up at Ning Rong, but found that Ning Rong was looking at him.

Hey?

His eyes?

It's so calm!

This is Pei Yuanshao's feeling when he looks at Ning Rong for the first time.

A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and at noon, Mr. Ning still looked like he was eager to eat himself, this would ...... Why don't you hate it again?

This afternoon, Ning Rong is constantly struggling in a nightmare, it is his conscience redeeming itself, he must convince himself to adapt to reality and adapt to this cruel and chaotic world!

Disorderly!

The world is chaotic and people's lives are chaotic.

At this moment, Ning Rong only knew...... The value of life can be ten thousand taels of gold, or it can be a piece of tissue paper, repeatedly opposite each other.

And what he has to do is to make the distance between the two continue to widen, widen......

But Pei Yuanshao was nervous, scared, regretful, and a little reluctant for half a day, and his complicated emotions were intertwined, he knew that Cao Hong would definitely kill himself.

But...... He understood even more that it was Mr. Ning who could decide his life and death in this Cao Ying.

But now, Mr. Ning also hates himself very much, so ......

Pei Yuanshao was waiting to be beheaded in a state of apprehension, but ...... This is half a day.

Death is not scary sometimes! The terrible thing is to know that the next moment will die, but the previous moment has to wait.

"Pei Yuanshao, let me tell you the truth, it was not my intention not to kill you, I didn't kill you before, this time...... Still won't kill you......"

The voice seemed to come from nature, very light, and the light Pei Yuanshao almost thought that he had heard it wrong.

Miscellaneous...... What the!

Don't kill yourself!

Pei Yuanshao's body shook, and he suddenly looked at Ning Rong, Xu was too tired, half leaning on a weird chair, and the whole person was wrapped in a log armrest.

Ning Rong, who was weak, sweated on his forehead, and shone brightly under the red torch.

Pei Yuanshao's pupils dilated, and he saw two crow's feet clustered at the corners of Ning Rong's eyes, and a line of clear tears mixed with sweat flowed down.

I only heard his voice in the hollow valley and remembered it again, and it was like a spring breeze among the green forests and green bamboos, lingering and weak, but it gave people a comfortable feeling.

Heart...... Silence fell.

"Because you are still useful, I can ask General Zilian to let you go, I can't hide it, the Yellow Turban thieves are all suffering ordinary people, although they burn, kill and loot all evil, but ...... They are not the culprits after all!

I want to recruit them, and you...... But it happens to be one of the key people, so you should be grateful to Zhou Cang and thank you for your identity......"

Ning Rong squinted his eyes and said casually, telling all the words in his heart, looking physically and mentally exhausted and having a showdown.

His words were getting faster and faster, and Pei Yuanshao knew that this Mr. Ning was already impatient.

"Let's go back! Go back and persuade those Yellow Turban thieves to take refuge in Cao Gong, and the Cao Guild will ask the Holy Lord to forgive you for your great rebellion, and will allocate you fields and farm tools, so that you can live a stable life again......"

Pei Yuanshao gritted his teeth, but couldn't help but ask, "Could it be that Cao Gong is a saint?" ”

Ning Rong shook his head and said weakly: "You think too much, if you do something wrong, you will be punished, they take the wrong path, naturally they will have to pay the price, five years!" In the past five years, they have to give Cao Gong Tuntian for free, and after five years, they will ...... A write-off! ”

Five bright fingers dangled in Pei Yuanshao's mind.

I see!

Now I understand it all!

Originally...... He wants to let himself grow grain for Cao Cao in vain!

Ning Rong waved his hand, signaling that he could get out.

"Humph! Next time, I will cut off your dog's head! Cao Hong snorted coldly, and his anger rolled like thunder, exploding in the tent.

"Sir...... Aren't you afraid that I'll never come back? ”

Pei Yuanshao shouldn't have asked this, but when he walked to the door, he couldn't help but turn around and hesitate.

“…… Alas......" Ning Rong sighed leisurely, Lu Xun hurriedly stepped forward to wipe the cold sweat on the master's forehead, looked at the master whose face was even paler, the corners of his eyes were slightly red, and he twitched his nose lightly.

Cao Hong got up angrily, turned around and stared at Ning Rong, as long as Ning Rong had a little meaning, he would not hesitate to cut this guy.

What the hell!

This has not even stepped out of his own camp, and he dares to be so presumptuous!

Atmosphere...... It froze for a while.

Quiet!

Death as quiet!

Pei Yuanshao felt as if his legs were filled with lead, and he tried his best to go out, but ...... But he couldn't lift his legs.

It was only when Yu Ban's intrusion broke the solidified atmosphere that the turbid and oppressive feeling slowly dissipated.

"General, sir."

Yu Ban clasped his fists and saluted.

Ning Rong sat up straight suddenly, waved his hand to signal him to wait first, and turned to Pei Yuanshao and said word by word: "One more, two more, no more three!" If Ning can catch you twice, he can catch you three times, four times! ”

"......" looked deeply at the thin body, Pei Yuanshao was confident that he could send him back to the West with one punch, but for his threat, Pei Yuanshao didn't dare not listen, this interlocking strategy made him shudder when he thought about it now.

This weak scholar is terrible!

Pei Yuanshao walked out of the tent with his hand, Ning Rong secretly glanced at Yu Ban, and signaled him to proceed as planned.

Pei Yuanshao stood outside the tent, picked up two copper bells with big eyes, looked at the heavily guarded Cao Ying, and then thought about his loose cottage.

Sighing, he raised his leg and took a step, but he heard a voice from the tent, and he stopped again.

"General Yu, what about the deceased?"

This is Cao Hong's voice, Pei Yuanshao flashed his eyes, and carefully recognized it.

"Back to the general, because it was inconvenient to carry it on the march, he had to be cremated into ashes and put it in an urn for a later ...... Another thick burial! ”

"Hmm...... The fallen leaves return to the roots, for the generals can not chill the hearts of the soldiers, I believe they will understand! ”

"General, don't worry, this is much better than those people who are piled up with bones in the wilderness, and the soldiers understand!"

Pei Yuanshao listened to Yu Ban's treatment of the dead, and remembered his yellow turban brothers back then, his eyes were a little moist and a little confused, not to mention the bones, even the shabby clothes were not found, and many people were exposed to the wilderness, mountains and forests, and rivers after a war.

"General Yu, how many fighters are there in the current camp?" Ning Rong rubbed his head and interjected with a headache.

"More than 3,000 people!"

"So little?" Ning Rong's voice rose suddenly, and under the excitement, his voice was much sharper, and his pale face was abnormally flushed.

"Ahem, ahem...... Ahem......"

Pei Yuanshao was stunned suddenly, turned around with difficulty and looked at the big tent of the Chinese army, vaguely he could see Ning Rong's angry appearance.