Chapter 793 The man in the sword
Qin Qimi didn't like hearing this.

Who do you look down on!
Her little chest puffed up, her toes straightened, and she exclaimed angrily: "Of course!"

Hearing this, the man raised his eyelids, stood up the sword mischievously, placed it beside her, raised his eyebrows slightly, and told her to look at it for herself.

Porridge raised his little head to look, and his face suddenly fell.

It's really not as good as a sword.

She puffed up her face and said unconvinced: "I will become very tall in the future, I can grow seven meters!"

Seemingly amused by her words, the man suddenly laughed softly.

Porridge also looked at him, puffing out his cheeks unhappily, and his eyes fell on him curiously.

He was dressed in armor, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a beard on his face, but it could not hide his handsomeness. He looked very powerful.

Porridge ran up to him, faced him, and asked curiously: "Uncle, are you an actor?"

"Actor?" The man was puzzled, as if he didn't understand what she said, with a confused look on his face.

"That's right." Congee nodded and said, "My third uncle is an actor. When they play costumes and play generals, they dress like this."

This time, the man finally understood.

He raised his chin slightly and said quietly with a bit of pride, "I'm not acting."

He is a true general.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves came from the distance. The man stood up suddenly, holding the Frost Sword in hand, looking down at Qi Zhou: "Do you dare to follow me to kill the enemy?"

dare?
There's nothing she Qin Qimi doesn't dare to do!

Porridge felt that he had been despised just now and now he had to regain his face. He immediately puffed up his chest and said, "Of course!"

As soon as she finished speaking, her body suddenly jumped into the air and was picked up by the man.

A voice also came from above: "I'm not tall, but I'm pretty courageous."

Ahhh.

Porridge was a little angry and looked at him in shame.

It's not over yet, they all said she will grow taller!
Can't you give her some time?
Why don’t you have any love for children?

Seeing that the little girl's face was flushed with anger, the man seemed to be amused and chuckled.

The enemy was right in front. He didn't say anything. He took Porridge and rode on the horse. As soon as he pinched the horse's belly, the horse started running.

This was the first time for Qi Zhou to ride a horse, and he couldn't help but say "Wow", it was so fun!

But soon, something not fun happened.

I saw two teams fighting in front.

"Hold the reins and don't move."

After saying that, the man jumped off the horse, raised his sword and swung it towards the enemy.

Blood sprayed all over his face, but he didn't care at all. He didn't even have time to wipe it away before slashing at the next enemy.

This was the first time that Congee faced war so directly. Even on previous missions, she had only faced a few people at most.

But here, there are tens of thousands of people.

With their weapons, she could even hear the sound of sharp blades being inserted into her body.

The relief on Porridge's face disappeared all of a sudden.

She stared blankly at the scene in front of her.

At this moment, an arrow suddenly pierced the man's back. At this time, there was a circle of enemies in front of him, and he had no time to take care of it.

Seeing that the arrow was about to pierce his heart, Qi Zhou suddenly took out a copper plate and threw it, and missed the arrow.

Then she tiptoed and jumped off the horse. With a sweep of her little fat feet, she kicked down all the enemies around her.

Seeing this scene, the man raised his eyebrows slightly and chuckled: "I didn't expect these short legs to be quite useful."

"I'm really angry!"

Porridge puffed up his face and vented all his anger on the people around him, kicking a group of people away in a few blows.The other soldiers were also stunned.

An hour later, the last enemy was kicked away by Porridge.

The next second, they all disappeared, and she returned to the hillside where she first saw the man. He was still sitting there, as if nothing had happened.

Porridge was stunned for a moment, not knowing what was going on.

The man said with some sadness: "This is the first time I escaped the arrow just now."

Hearing this, Porridge quickly ran to the opposite side of him on her short legs, sat down cross-legged, hugged her chubby face, and looked at him with bright eyes, as if she was waiting to hear the story.

Seeing her reaction, the man's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

He shook his head helplessly, "This is not a good story."

Thinking of the scene just now, Porridge's eyes dimmed a bit. He couldn't really listen to this as a story. Those scenes were too real.

She couldn't help but ask: "So, are those all true?"

"Yes." The man looked not far away, "These are all scenes before my death, and the cycle repeats itself, and it has been thousands of years."

Thousands of years?
Porridge opened his mouth in surprise, "Uncle, are you from the year 1000? What's your name?"

The man shook his head, "He's just a defeated general. He doesn't deserve a name, so I won't be embarrassed by telling him about it."

Porridge felt that this was wrong.

"In a fight, there are always winners and losers, so what's the point?"

The man shook his head, "But when we fight, we do not represent ourselves, but a country and millions of people."

"The city is destroyed, the country is destroyed, and the people are in dire straits. We cannot afford such an outcome."

Hearing this, Congee vaguely understood something, and the expression on his little face became more and more serious.

At this time, the sound of horse hooves was heard again not far away, and the man picked up his sword and rushed over without hesitation.

Congee said blankly: "Uncle, this is just an illusion. There is no need for you to fight anymore."

"I'm used to it." The man smiled at her, "Just wait for me here. I'll be back soon."

With that said, he jumped on his horse and rushed to his battlefield again.

When Congee learned that this was all fake, he wasn't as anxious as before.

More than an hour later, the man came back.

This time, there was an arrow stuck in his heart and his body was covered with wounds. He skillfully pulled it out and sat down in his original position.

Porridge held his double chin, his brows were tightly knitted, and he looked at him in confusion.

"Uncle, why are you doing useless work?"

Now that everyone knows it's fake, why go there again and again?

The man's hand that pulled out the arrow paused, and then he sighed, "Maybe it's because he's unwilling to do so. He always hopes to change the outcome, even though he knows it's useless."

As he spoke, his eyes were filled with deep sadness that could not be resolved.

Congee looked at him and felt depressed.

She suddenly moved forward, put her little fat paws on his legs, and said seriously: "You win, you see, you want everyone to be well, we are already living very well now, other countries People don’t dare to bully us.”

"Uncle, your wish has come true."

Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment. He looked at Zorridge, relief suddenly flashed between his brows.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his eyes suddenly felt hot when he looked at the little chubby girl who was comforting him.

But crying in front of a little girl's movie is not his style.

He picked up the porridge and threw it away.

A smiling voice came over: "Get out quickly, otherwise you will have to stay here with me all the time. Your short legs are very annoying."

(End of this chapter)

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