Zhen Mingku's attention at this time was focused on the predicament he was facing, and he scolded incessantly: "How did I know such an unlucky woman as you, if you want to die, find a hidden place, don't die in front of me!" Don't you know what a parabola is, do you know what it means to buy time? I'm going to be killed by you, I still have a wife and daughter at home......"

He scolded and complained, and from time to time glanced at the flood that caught up in the rearview mirror, a large number of corpses of soldiers of the Han Eastern Army and the Tang Army rolled in the flood, and no matter how brave a person could only despair in the face of the most murderous force in the world......

It's too late, the speed of the off-road locomotive has reached its limit.

The threat of death looms.

It was a familiar feeling, and in the midst of lightning and fire, he remembered that he was crushed under a boulder with her.

He glanced down at the jade man in his arms, only to see her hugging him tightly, her head resting on his arms, her eyes did not have the slightest fear of death, but a trace of relief and joy, which made his heart tremble.

She wasn't afraid of death at all, she wanted to die with him.

But he didn't want to die, he wanted to live with her for the rest of his life, he wanted her to do oral work for him, and he wanted her to give him a bunch of children as beautiful as her.

Damn it!

The water was already halfway to the wheel, and the speed began to slow down.

Instead, he ran ahead, gradually distanced himself from the off-road locomotive, and landed in the distance.

He looked at a raised slope in front of him, and then looked at the river bank that was only a dozen meters away, which usually looked insignificant. But it has become a watershed between life and death.

He stared at the slope in the distance, and said, "If you can survive this time, give Xianggong a job as a reward!" ”

At the moment he said this. The off-road locomotive rushed up the slope, soared into the sky, flew a few meters into the air, and flew towards the bank of the river......

The flood roared under them the moment he flew......

Luo Shixin and the others, who had just arrived at a boulder in the narrow river downstream, climbed up to the treetops to watch from afar, watched Zhen Mingqiu fly up with Ling Shuang. There was a look of amazement in his eyes.

……

The off-road locomotive leaped over the river and landed on the bank, but it was too fast. At the landing point was a raised stone, and when it hit the ground, the wheels hit and dented, falling off the body of the car, and the body lost its balance......

Zhen was too late to jump out of the car. Only at the moment of falling. Reaching out to hug Ling Shuang, protecting her head, and rolling to the side.

Click......

The sound of bones breaking came, and Zhen Mingku let out a miserable scream, and his arm hit the stone directly on the bank of the river.

After rolling around with Ling Shuang a few times, he finally stopped rolling, but the person fainted.

At this moment, Li Shimin surrounded him with hundreds of Tang troops. "Don't leave any trouble, cut off his head for me!"

Ling Shuang looked up from his arms. She stared blankly at him covered in wounds, completely unaware of why he went and returned, and what was the matter with the injuries on his body, as far as she knew, with his skill and cunning, unless he was fascinated by beauty, few people could make him so embarrassed.

When Li Shimin's people rushed up, she turned around and glared at them coldly, and shouted a little nervously: "Which of you dares to touch him!" He's my captive! ”

Li Shimin frowned: "Third sister, don't be willful, this person is too dangerous, you can't keep him!" ”

"Whoever wants to kill him, kill me first! No one is allowed to touch him! ”

Li Shimin's face sank, "Third sister, don't forget your identity!" ”

"I don't care!"

"If it's against you, take it for me!"

"Who of you dares!" Ling Shuang pulled out the soft sword from her waist, with a ruthless look on her face that she wanted to fight with others.

Qiang Qiang Qiang –

The sound of swords coming out of the sheath came one after another, and Wei Chi Jingde, Ma Sanbao, General Lin and other Ling Shuang's subordinates who came from a distance, saw that the two commanders of the Tang Army had a falling out for a man, they were all surprised, and when they saw that the other party was going to be rude, they didn't say a word, they drew their swords one after another, and protected them in front of Ling Shuang.

Li Shimin looked at these people coldly, "Do you want to rebel!" ”

Ling Shuang said behind them, "You all stand down, it's none of your business here." ”

Wei Chi Jingde and the others withdrew their swords and retreated, but they always remained vigilant, as long as Li Shimin ordered to arrest people, they didn't care if they committed anything or not, Ling Shuang was their boss, and no one would be allowed to offend, even if the other party was the prince of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Shimin also seems to know that Ling Shuang is not a person who will compromise easily, and if this continues, it will only split the Tang Army into two factions and kill each other, which will only make people see a joke, now that most of the Han Eastern Army has been wiped out, and it can no longer pose a threat, there is really no need to fall out with Ling Shuang for a Zhen life.

He waved his hand at the people around him, motioned for them to stand back, looked at Ling Shuang and said: "Third sister, I hope you don't forget, you are the third princess of the Tang Dynasty, Zhen will not die for a day to destroy my Li family's ambitions, our Li family will not be at peace for a day, and the world will not be at peace for a day, I hope that before you do anything, you must focus on the overall situation!" ”

After saying that, he left with a group of generals, leaving Ling Shuang and hundreds of her subordinates behind.

Ling Shuang glanced back at Zhen Mingku, who was lying on the ground uncertain about his life and death, a trace of hesitation and entanglement flashed in his eyes, and after a long time, he ordered someone to carry him back to the barracks.

……

Zhen Mingku woke up from severe pain, and when he first woke up, he couldn't help but scream with a sharp pain in his arm.

"Don't move, your hand is broken."

Ling Shuang's pleasant voice came from beside him.

He looked up and saw that Ling Shuang, dressed in a white cotton robe, was facing away from him, washing a blood-stained handkerchief in a hot tub.

Her back is like a delicate and graceful work of art, the long skirt is elegant, the dress is casual wear at home, the white cotton clothes are brought back from Zhang's clothing store in Jiangdu City, the 21st century style, close design, the waist and hip arc are shaped to be soft and perfect.

She turned around, ignoring Zhen Ming's staring at her waist and hips, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, and wiped the blood from his body.

"Why are you back?"

Zhen Ming frowned bitterly, and said unhappily: "Why do you say?" I'm afraid you'll lose your life! The woman who is afraid of me lives in fear and remorse all her life! ”

Ling Shuang's body trembled slightly, and he said in a low voice, "I don't know about this......"

Zhen Ming snorted bitterly: "If you know that you are still leading troops to rush to the front line, you are really feverish, when did Miss Li Jiasan become such a big-chested and brainless fool!" ”

Listening to his reprimanding tone, Ling Shuang surprisingly didn't refute a word, and after quietly wiping his wound, she gave him medicine and bandaged him.

Zhen Mingku found that every time he faced her, the love for her in his heart became a little more, and it accumulated little by little, and it had reached the point where she couldn't do it, but the position of the two really made her tangled and painful, and now that this kind of thing has happened, he feels that he should make another effort.

"You have always advised me to let go of my hatred, not to send hundreds of thousands of soldiers to the battlefield in order to avenge the goose and goose, and give away their lives in vain, but what is the difference between what Li Tangjun has done now and what I have done? Why do you want me to surrender and stubbornly think that I did something wrong? ”

Ling Shuang's face showed pain, and tears fell down her cheeks, dripping on the wounds on his body, burning pain.

I don't know why, Zhen Mingkuan actually felt a little distressed, she was a strong woman like her, she was hurt by her own family to such an extent, and even almost died in the trap set by her own people, this kind of pain, I am afraid that only she, as an adopted daughter, has made countless contributions, but has been treated unfairly so far, can understand.

"Don't cry, it's not your idea, you shouldn't feel guilty."

She silently shed tears and said softly: "Zhen Mingku, I know that in your heart, I am just a cunning woman who is scheming and insincere, but what I said today is sincere, the battle of the water a few days ago is a situation that I would rather die than see." ”

Then, her voice changed: "The words in my heart, I just want to tell you, you are the only one I can plead, I know the character of my father and brother, they won't listen to me, I can ask for it, you are the only one......"

A trace of tenderness welled up in Zhen Ming's bitter heart, and he gently grabbed her delicate and slender soft twing.

Ling Shuang didn't break free, let him hold it, calmed down his emotions, and said calmly: "I sincerely hope that you can abandon your personal enmity, become the people of the world, and save them from the suffering of war, Ling Shuang is willing to kowtow to Zhen Huyuan for my father and those two brothers to apologize, and atone for your sins for the rest of your life, if Ling Shuang's life can be exchanged for your wife's life and dissolve the hatred in your heart......"

Zhen Mingku closed her eyes, unwilling to see her superb acting skills anymore, nor willing to listen to her seductive rhetoric, her flower-like face and her tender eyes have the magic to disintegrate all strength.

Ling Shuang looked at his scarred, not handsome face, and it took a while before she pulled out the tungsten gold dagger that Zhen Mingku had given her from her waist and stuffed it into his hand.

There are only four such daggers in the world, respectively on him and three other women, and from her movements, it can be seen that her cherishing of this dagger is comparable to her love for super-generation mobile phones.

She held his hand, put the dagger on her white jade-like neck, remained motionless, closed her eyes, puffed up her chest, and looked like she was about to be killed.

The cotton clothes on her body are soft and thin, outlining the lines of her proudly erect breasts full and attractive.

He was the only one in the world who had ever experienced the intoxicating softness and fragrance there, and he had kneaded and mastered it so greedily and lovingly.

With the sharpness of the tungsten gold dagger, as long as he gently sent it forward, this peony fairy who was once crowned with a beautiful crown in Luoyang, and now the general of the Women's Army, who is the soul of Li Tang's army, will die.

Knowing that half of her is acting, he can't do it, even if he hurts her hair, he is afraid that he will hesitate for a long time, she is his nemesis, whether it is on the battlefield or emotionally. (To be continued......)

PS: This book is nearing the end stage.,Recently, I've been sorting out the foreshadowing that has been buried.,Conceive the ending.,By the way, consider the theme of the next book.,History will definitely not be considered.,At present, I'm considering the two themes of Xianxia and the city.,Sometimes it's a day.,Please forgive me.。