Fragments of flesh and blood rushing toward the face were accompanied by an unstoppable explosion.

When the ice at the forefront was not enough to form a huge shield plate to blow others, many soldiers who failed to avoid the explosion in time were unfortunately seriously injured.

Suddenly on the tragic battlefield, there was even more wailing.

Only the most always stood there with a cold face.

No one knew what he was thinking, and no one could guess how Hu would most react to such an accident at this moment.

Even the dying **** who is struggling to support him is looking at him from a distance...I can’t understand why he guessed his position the most, and why he guessed his tricks, but this man still dares. Come here?

"puff!"

The messed up **** came out with a mouthful of blood.

No longer had the heart to guess the next story, anyway, when they boarded Qin Liexi's thief ship, they were doomed to end badly.

"Hehehe..."

This same crazy streamer is no longer ready to leave this place alive.

Anyway, everyone is going to die, so it's better to teach the **** Hu Zhong a lesson...Even a person like him has a will that can't be underestimated.

The exiles can scorn camp for food, but they can also go crazy for hatred and retribution!

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

When the smoke and dust have not cleared, when most people have not been able to react.

Even Desius and Wei Xian, who arrived later, haven't slowed down...

The corpse mountain and the sea of ​​blood are all over the scene, and the smell is soaring to the sky.

Everyone stopped even the monsters that were still alive.

In this hellish scene, the dark sky, the boundless dead wood and black soil...

A tall man had already thrown away his tattered military uniform.

Chu Zuo held an extremely sharp and cold long thorn in his hand, and the most purple and gold lightning was constantly shining on the ice thorn!

The scorching purple-gold lightning was like an enlightened star in the dim hell.

The heavy footsteps were the heaviest, and he splashed blood every time he took a step.

Everyone looked at Muzum, but they couldn't tell whether they heard the sound of electricity from Muzum's hands or the **** ups and downs of his feet.

"Hey————!"

A solitary cry interrupted everyone's concentration when watching the game.

When the unavoidable black giant thorn pierced through the left shoulder of Hu Zuo, Hu Zuo's long thorn also directly divided the flown in front of him into two...

He Jiu's mood at the moment he sat on Jiada did not know how to describe it.

Looking at the lover who is still like an emperor in the dark hell, he is not a body of steel.

He is strong!

So strong that even his master said he was not his opponent...

But Hu is the least made of steel!

"what--!"

He Jiu stared blankly at the splendid blood splashing before his eyes, He Jiu opened his mouth and wanted to call it.

But when people really see a scene that is too shocking, they actually can't make any sound.

So He Jiu's blood seems to be cold...

He Jiu opened his mouth, his throat was completely out of control, and he could only make some dry empty sounds as if he didn't listen.

Jiada kept flapping his wings and cried softly.

However, He Jiu seemed to have his soul hollowed out at that moment.

He Jiu, who didn't respond, sat stiffly on Jiada's back and watched Hu's most expressionless and severely injured use of powers.

The exile who used his last breath to try to end up with Huo, eventually turned into a black lump under Huo's hand.

A stalemate battle that had caused Hu the most headache for several days has finally come to an end because of the death of one of its chiefs.

As the imperial army that only needs to solve the most difficult problems is enough to conclude with victory...

What these soldiers have always done for this country is by no means just what they see on the surface.

The battle that was short-lived and not short-lived is over.

When the medical soldier on one side was still staring and trembling and ran up to stop the bleeding.

Huo turned his face the most but saw his own capable man who rushed to hear the sound!

"General!"

Seeing that he was the most okay, Desius took back the heart that had reached his throat before.

The silent Yan Zong stood there waiting for a group of people to gather around to deal with the battlefield.

Until Lu raised his head to look at the strange group of human-faced birds in the sky.

"What's the matter with these birds?"

Hui asked the most softly, and only after hearing that Wei Xian and Desseus suddenly remembered the white-robed boy'Han Jiu' they had been ordered to protect.

"Ah! General! If you don't tell me, I forgot! Those human-faced birds were brought by the teenagers who helped us in the Devil's Forest before. These sacred birds have a magical ability to use small green **** to cause wild beasts. They are paralyzed and even lose the ability to fight."

The crisis passed temporarily, Wei Xian thought of He Jiu's ability in the forest and couldn't help but offered treasures and exaggerated him.

"En...really?"

Hu took a look at Wei Xian the most and then raised his head to the big birds in the sky.

Due to the size of the human-face bird, Huo didn't immediately notice what wine was sitting on the human-face bird's back.

And He Jiu also crawled on Jiada's back and wanted to cry, and felt that crying at this time was just like an explosion.

So he had two eyes red, but He Jiu gritted his teeth and said nothing.

He Jiu really doesn't know what kind of face he should use to meet Hu the most.

He Jiu didn't know how to explain to Hu Zuo when he saw Hu Zuo?

...

Even He Jiu didn't know if he could say a word completely to the badly injured Zhu.

He Jiu collapsed, he really felt that there was no more thing in this world that saw Hu most face a life and death crisis in front of him, and collapsed even more.

So He Jiu was trembling all over, even Desseus and Wei Xian excitedly greeted him to go down and meet the general...

He Jiu did not immediately respond.

There was confusion in his mind, and He Jiu thought of many, many things at that moment.

There are the expressions that make him the most unbearable when he lied to himself for military exercises, and there were also the low-pitched voices when he was the most awkward holding his own confession.

There are even the most frantic and restrained touches...

He Jiu really didn't want to admit that he seemed very shameless and fell in love with a man much younger than himself.

And to the point where the one you like can't see the other side getting hurt a little bit.

Reason is dying, cleverness is dying, and man's dignity is dying...

"Gua——!"

Originally, the three of Wei Xian and Desseus Wei Xian wondered how this self-confident and free and easy young man did not miss his head for a long time.

As a result, when Jiada impatiently held a real ostrich and landed in front of Hu.

Wei Xian, Wei Xian, Desxus watched the face and the bird curled his feet and leaned down to reveal a certain teenager who was still pretending to be dead with his face buried...

"Uh……"

Desius looked at He Jiu, who was shrinking like an ostrich, and was quite speechless in his heart.

‘A good young genius, confident, free and easy, and skillful? Well, everyone is mature and stable? ......What the **** is it to hide in front of the general like this now? ! ’

Except for the one who seems expressionless at any time, Desseus and Wei Xian’s inner monologues can almost be written on their foreheads and a LED display is lit up...

"Cough cough cough... that... Han Jiu?~..."

Desius screamed tentatively... However, what He Jiu responded to everyone was embarrassing.

"Uh...that Han Jiu. Our general is here, you give me a face?~"

Seeing He Jiu's intention to shrink like this, Wei Xian could only weakly rubbing close to He Jiu's ear, begging for a bit of thought.

Listening to Wei Xian's small voice, He Jiu didn't know why he should be the most upright at that moment, but he would be so guilty.

When Hui looked at this shrinking boy the most...

The more I look at it, the more I feel something is wrong...

He Jiu finally moved.

"En... That... good general. My name is Han Jiu."

He was almost shrinking his head into his chest, and He Jiu didn't even dare to lift his head and stood beside Jiada, trying to cover himself with Jiada's bird feathers.

Desseus & Wei Xian: "..."

And Zhu frowned when He Jiu deliberately squeezed and squeezed, and then he slightly waved his hand to signal that the medical soldier who was treating his wound stopped temporarily.

The world is quiet, or the world around Hu is quiet.

When everyone looked at the general who had never been cold, suddenly took the initiative to walk towards the small unknown boys.

When everyone was silently mourning for this young man, "It's miserable"...

"liqueur……"

Hu's most low-pitched voice seemed to be slightly tentative at this moment.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Hu Zui and the boy with his head down.

After a long period of static, He Jiu finally adjusted his expression with great effort and raised his head with a long breath.

The astonishment in his heart when he looked at this face he hadn't seen in a month was beyond description.

Even when he and He Jiu looked at each other, he looked at He Jiu and couldn't hide his teary eyes and a hurried face.

Hu least knows how He Jiu came from, and he doesn’t know what He Jiu has seen and knew what he knows.

There was still a freshly baked wound on his shoulder, and his military uniform had already been thrown to an unknown corner.

And most importantly, the decent generals he always wanted to maintain in front of He Jiu had finally become an unexplainable joke at this time.

"I……"

He Jiu's voice rolled from his throat with a terrible cry. He Jiu has red eyes and doesn’t know what to say to pretend that he’s good. It’s okay...

"En! General! Thank you very much!"

He Jiu also wanted to pretend that he and Hu are the most general acquaintances, because after all, he is not an ignorant little girl.

When it's such a serious time, it's almost impossible to look at it when you fall down on the body.

Even if He Jiu really wanted to throw him in the arms like this, he bit down and asked him how dare he toss himself like this?

But He Jiu did not do so in the end.

He looked down at He Jiu the most, as if he was just an outsider who admired himself.

"liqueur!"

Hu stretched out his right hand to hold He Jiu's shoulder.

He Jiu pressed his lips hard and pressed back the hemostatic sticker that had fallen off Hu's shoulders. He wanted to get closer but didn't dare to get closer.

Obviously, I don't know how many times I have touched this man when I was at home, but at this time, both of them have a feeling of feeling at a loss due to the environment.

Hu looked at He Jiu's face most greedily without blinking.

He Jiu lowered his head and looked at Hu Zuo's shoulder without blinking.

Desius had also guessed about the relationship between this boy and his general before, but now it seems that the relationship between the two is not shallow, but it does not seem to be as bizarre as they guessed.

In order to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere between the two of them, Desseus gave Wei a wink with self-righteousness.

When Wei Xian and Desius penetrated between the two to make a round, this short acquaintance also ended in the two worlds with constant inner waves.

Efforts to restore his emotions, He Jiu turned his back to the most and most of the gaze, but he couldn't take away from He Jiu's body.

It was as if he could hold He Jiu into his arms just by looking at it, until the soldier who cleared the battlefield interrupted the line of sight.

The only talented person can only try to restrain himself and put his thoughts back on the battlefield.

As for the wine, he held Jiada on one side so softly that he almost fell down at any time when no one was paying attention.

God knows how much effort he just used to control that he didn't directly pounce on the lover who was close at hand.

God knows that he really thought about it, so he just hugged Hu Zui recklessly, and then bit the **** Hu Zu's mouth until he bleeds!

He Jiu feels that he has no energy now, and He Jiu, whose mind is blank, certainly has no time to observe how many imperial soldiers are looking at him with envy?

The general took the initiative to talk to him, and he was actually called by the general! military! the Lord! move! take! words! Ahhhhhhh! !

That was the imperial general who was so cold that he scared people into paralysis. The coldest and youngest general in history was the most ah ah ah ah ah ah! !

He Jiuren has become the lucky one among the diehard loyal generals before entering the barracks of the Imperial Army...

Although the battle has not yet ended, a phased victory does not mean that the Imperial Army can immediately return to the imperial army.

But no matter how difficult the situation is, it will be in the future.

Comrade He Jiu, who believes that the husband and wife will work together to profit and cut money, is in a complicated mood, but he also has a firm determination to live and die with the most tribulation.