Gu Nuo'er's white and greasy flour surface suddenly became a thousand and one crimson.

The bright yellow warm light on the street occasionally poured in from the car window.

The little girl who lowered her head has a thin and white neck, and her earlobes are more rounded and pink.

She blinked her slender black eyelashes, her eyes moist and full.

"Brother Siming, then come back early."

Gu Nuo'er was a little embarrassed, with a bit of embarrassment written on her face, but she still mustered up her courage and said, "I'm also very uncomfortable without you."

Such a simple sentence.

But in Ye Siming's heart, fireworks exploded.

He also nurtured a gentle smile from the dark and cold eyes of the young man.

Ye Siming nodded and looked up at the round white moon.

"I must fight quickly."

Gu Nuo'er suddenly remembered something and warned, "That's right, remember not to..."

She didn't say anything, but Ye Siming answered familiarly, "Don't kill innocent people indiscriminately, I remember, don't worry."

He also emphasized in the rectification of military discipline that the elderly and weak, women and children should not be killed.

In this crusade against the state of Jin, except for the few people who must be killed, the rest of the people, Ye Siming, can be spared.

He just wanted the throne, and didn't want to turn Jin into a sea of ​​blood.

Sergeant Luo saw that the army was almost resting, and the water source was replenished.

He stepped forward and said to Ye Siming who was admiring the moon, "Master Hou, it's time for us to set off."

Ye Si Ming Dynasty he decapitated.

This is only in the void, like Gu Nuo'er instructed: "Take care of yourself these days when I'm not here."

Gu Nuo'er blinked her eyes and couldn't help but chuckle: "I'm not a child, of course I know how to take care of myself. When it rains, I know how to open an umbrella, and when I'm sleepy, I know how to sleep!"

Ye Siming heard her playful words, raised his thin lips, and raised his eyebrows with a chuckle.

"Really? But someone is hungry and doesn't know what to eat."

Gu Nuo'er stuck out her tongue: "I'll remember it next time. Brother Siming, you can go. By the way, brother Huarui is not in good condition. You should pay more attention to him."

Jiang Xiaoran, who was still in the middle of the Ming Dynasty at Ye Si, glanced at him.

He gave a deep hum: "Okay, I see."

Ye Siming put the wrench on, and sure enough, the voice from Gu Nuo'er could not be heard.

He walked towards Jiang Xiaoran, watching him sitting on the rocks, staring at the sparkling river in a daze.

Ye Siming raised his black boots and gently kicked his ass: "Get up, it's time to go."

Jiang Xiaoran just stood up swayingly, the dark blue under his eyes, he looked haggard.

Ye Siming stared at him, opened his thin lips slightly, and said in a cold tone, "I don't care if you are like this now. When you are on the battlefield, if you want to die, you will go as far as you want."

"Otherwise, it's just this life, and it's still a mess, and sooner or later, you will be hacked to death. When you sacrifice on the battlefield, you will never have a chance to go back to Beijing to see the person you love, a lonely soul, just waiting to watch her marry. Someone else."

After all, Ye Siming walked straight to his war horse with his long legs.

As soon as he turned over, Jiang Xiaoran hurriedly ran beside him: "Si Ming, do you think I still have a chance?"

Ye Siming lowered his cold eyes, his emotions were thin.

He sneered: "If there is a chance, you have to say it yourself."

Ye Siming stopped talking to him and shouted, "Let's go!"

The army immediately stepped forward.

Jiang Xiaoran followed and got on his horse and followed the army.

Ye Siming looked from the corner of his eye.

The look in Jiang Xiaoran's eyes finally had some spirit.

The young man looked back.

If it wasn't for the little things telling him, he wouldn't be too lazy to tell Jiang Xiaoran these truths.

Cowardly man, trouble.