Rebirth of a Star General

Crying, Mr. Zhao took the back of his hand to wipe his tears. He swore in a low voice. When he got off the horse, his legs were weak and he almost fell.

The boy quickly went over to hold him and said, "young master, are you ok?"

"Do you think I'm ok?" said Zhao

"I was scared to death just now." He Yan said: "it's all my fault. If I didn't insist on racing with you, you wouldn't be frightened." She is full of apology, very sincere apology, "still hope childe don't care."

Care? What can he care about? The other side is his Savior, how can he care? Mr. Zhao reluctantly grinned. He held his breath in his heart. Looking at the culprit's Mount, who was still gnawing grass, he was furious and waved his hand: "this picky beast almost hurt my young master. He dragged him out to chop it! I'm going to chop him up and make it into dried horsemeat

He Yunsheng frowns slightly, and he Yan's smile also cools down.

Horses, for a general, are not only mounts, but also comrades in arms who live and die together. They don't talk, but they carry soldiers. He can't communicate, but he will hiss and even go on hunger strike after his master dies.

They are loyal to their masters as they are loved by their masters.

The rich man did not appreciate the cruelty of the battlefield, so he could not understand the friendship between man and horse. Even if a man is divided into high and low, a beast is not worth his hesitation. If he kills, he will do nothing else.

"…… This is a good horse, "said hesui. He comforted him," you should think twice. "

"This is my young master's horse." Mr. Zhao was worried about his anger, so he Sui bumped into him. He grinned grimly, "what do I want to do?" He took out a dagger from his waist, pulled it out, and said, "I not only want to kill, but also kill here!"

It's a huge dagger made of gold. Now the point of the knife is aimed at the horse that is gnawing grass. The horse does not know that the master has killed himself. He is swinging his tail, which is leisurely.

In the eyes of Zhao Gongzi, there was a good way. Since the horse made him frightened and humiliated, he slaughtered it here. On the one hand, he was angry for himself. On the other hand, he also showed his bravery and saved some face.

He yelled at the boy, "get it for me!"

He Yan's palm moves, and unconsciously climbs the iron headed stick on his waist.

She can't Can't see the horse die because of her. If you do, there is no reason.

The horse was held down by several boys. The first one turned his head and yelled, "childe, childe, we hold it down! Let's do it now, young master

With a dagger in his hand, Mr. Zhao stepped forward and aimed at the horse's neck. The knife was about to fall with cold light -

"Bang --"

it was as if there was a collision between gold and stone. Something fell on the ground. Heyan quietly retracted his extended hand. However, seeing that the dagger in the hand of Mr. Zhao had fallen down, Mr. Zhao was holding his wrist, and he cried out.

"Who? Who is it? " He jumped his feet in pain, while not forgetting to curse, "who the hell's playing me!"

"It's me."

Someone's voice came from behind.

The voice He Yan's heart moved and turned to look.

But I don't know when two people came after me, both on horseback. The young man on the left is wearing a licorice yellow round collar and slanting Lapel robe. He is extremely smart in such a provocative color. His lips are red and teeth are white, his smile is bright, and his pupils are clear. He is a rare childlike innocence. He is a young man in high spirits.

And the young man on the right He Yan's eyes are bright.

It's spring, willow color as new, ice and snow melt, a city of spring, some people divide the flowers and brush the willows, step on the flower line.

The boy in yellow was already very handsome, and his eyebrows and eyes were even more beautiful than him. Face like jade, eyes like stars, a pair of eyes gentle shape, but slightly up in the eye tail, such as the shadow of autumn water, this is exciting good color, but because of the cold eyes.

He is not as good as a young man, with a silver crown on his head and green silk hanging down. Wearing a hundred grass frost color riding clothes, the lapel is embroidered with exquisite rosefinch, momentum is impressive. He has long boots and a crystal sword at his waist. The white horse and the golden man are the heroes and heroines. At the moment, the right hand with distinct bony joints is playing with a dark green sachet, which is Ding Dong.

What a handsome and beautiful Wuling noble childe!

He Yan's heart is low praise, suddenly feel something wrong, between the electric light stone fire, suddenly bow his head, white gauze slightly shake, cover her confused eyes.

Only the flattering and frightened voice of Mr. Zhao rang out: "it's governor Xiao It's impolite. "

He Yan's mind suddenly comes to mind that many years ago, it was such a spring day, and the singing and dancing of warblers and willow swing yard. She looked up in ignorance. The handsome young man with white robes and brocade boots drooped his eyes from the top of the tree. Even though his expression was full of impatience, he could not stop his heroic posture.

The spring is lazy and sleepy, and the wind is beautiful. He is like a picturesque man in China, which darkens the spring scenery of the city.

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