Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 15: Wuling noble son
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The crying Young Master Zhao wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and cursed in a low voice. When he got off the horse, his legs became weak and he almost fell.
The young man hurriedly went over to support him and said: "My son, my son, are you okay?"
Young Master Zhao kicked him, "Do you think I'm okay!"
"I was really scared to death just now." He Yan said: "I am not good. If I hadn't insisted on racing with the son, the son would not be frightened." She apologized very sincerely. Hope you don’t care about it."
Careful? What can he care about? The other party is his savior, how can he care? Young Master Zhao smiled reluctantly, sighing in his heart, and looking at the culprit mount who was still bowing his head and gnawing on the turf, he was furious and waved his hand: "This beast who eats inside and out, almost injured my young master, so he dragged it out and chopped it out! We will cut him off to make horse meat jerky!"
He Yunsheng frowned slightly, and He Yan's smile faded.
Horses, for a general, are not only mounts, but also comrades who live and die together. They can't speak, but they will carry soldiers into battle. Can't communicate, but will scream sadly after the owner's death, and even go on a hunger strike.
They are loyal to their masters, just as their masters love them.
The elder brother of the rich land never understood the cruelty of the battlefield, so he could not understand the friendship between man and war horse. People are divided into high and low, a beast, it is not worth hesitating about this, kill and kill, and care about other things.
"...This is a good horse," He Sui was speaking, and he comforted him: "The son should think twice."
"This is my young master's horse." Young Master Zhao was feeling sad, and He Sui just ran into him. He smirked, "Whatever I want?" He took a hand from his waist. The dagger was pulled out, and the cold light shone, and said: "I will not only kill, but also kill here!"
The hilt of the dagger is inlaid with a ruby the size of a dove egg, and the scabbard is also made of gold, which is very gorgeous. Now that the tip of the knife is aimed at the horse gnawing on the turf, the horse doesn't know that the owner has already murdered himself, and flutters his tail in a leisurely manner.
The murderousness in Zhao Gongzi's eyes appeared, and he consciously thought of a good way. Since this horse frightened him and lost face, he slaughtered it here, first to vent his anger, and secondly, he appeared brave and saved some face.
He yelled at the young man: "Catch it for me!"
He Yan moved his palms slightly and unconsciously climbed onto the iron head stick around his waist.
She can't... can't see the horse dying because of her. If you do it, there is no reason.
The horse was held down by several young men, and the headed young man turned around and shouted: "My son, my son, let's hold it down! My son, let's do it now!"
Young Master Zhao, holding the dagger, walked forward and pointed it at the horse’s neck. The knife was about to fall under the cold light——
"Bang--"
With a crisp sound, as if gold stones collided, something fell on the ground, and He Yan quietly retracted his outstretched hand. But seeing that the dagger in Zhao Gongzi's hand had fallen, Zhao Gongzi was holding his wrist, and yelled "Ohhhhhhhh".
"Who? Who is it?" He jumped with pain, and didn't forget to curse, "Who **** me!"
"It's me."
Someone's voice came from behind.
This voice...He Yan's heart moved slightly and turned to look.
But seeing that two people came behind him at some unknown time, they both rode on horses. The teenager on the left is wearing a licorice-yellow round-neck and slanted robe. He wears such a striking color that is extremely agile. His lips are red and teeth are white, his smile is bright, and his pupils are also clear. It is a rare childish innocence, and he is full of spirits. Xiao Langjun.
And the young man on the right... He Yan's eyes lit up.
In spring, the color of the willows is like new, and the ice and snow melt. In a city of spring, some people divide the flowers and brush the willows and walk on the flowers.
The yellow-clothed boy is already very handsome, and his eyebrows are a bit more beautiful than him. The face is like a beautiful jade, the eyes are like stars, and the eyes are gentle in shape, but they rise slightly at the end of the eyes, like the shadow of autumn water. They are a sultry color, but because of their eyes, they look cold and frosty.
He might as well jump off as a teenager, with a silver crown on his head and green silk hanging down. Wearing a baicao frost-colored riding outfit, the placket is embroidered with exquisite Suzaku with gold thread, which is impressive. Zaoqing long boots, a crystal sword at the waist. White horse gold ji, Yingyingyu Li. Right now, his well-knotted right hand was playing with a dark green scented bag with a ding bang inside.
What a handsome and handsome Wuling son!
He Yan exclaimed in her heart, and suddenly felt something was wrong. She suddenly lowered her head in a flash of lightning, and the white gauze swayed slightly, covering her disoriented gaze.
Only the flattering and fearful voice of Young Master Zhao sounded: "It turns out that it is Dudu Xiao...is rude."
In He Yan's mind, it suddenly appeared many years ago, it was also such a spring day, Ying Yan dance, Yangliu Swing Courtyard, she looked up ignorantly, the handsome young man in white robe and boots looked down from the top of the tree, even though His expression was full of impatience, and he still couldn't stop his body full of heroism.
The spring light is lazy and beautiful, he is like a beautiful man in the picture, and the city of spring is dimmed.
Xiao Jue, Xiao Huaijin, her former rivals, former classmates, and also the prestigious Youjun Captain, General Feng Yun.
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