The pastoral doctor in the rebirth space

Chapter 660: The War Begins (7)
Qingfeng and Liuyue noticed it, but they wouldn't be too surprised, they were just a little curious, why did the master tell Ling Xiaoya's life experience in advance.

"Think about it, I'm the daughter of the eldest princess, so I should also be a relative of the emperor. Although I haven't enjoyed the glory and wealth every day, but the country is prosperous, everyone is responsible. I ran away immediately when I was in danger. Then Am I still a human! That is simply a despicable villain!"

Ling Xiaoya pouted in dissatisfaction.

Yan Ling took a sip of the radish tube bone soup, and felt his stomach heat up for a while.

"You are such a person. I said this wrongly. I apologize to you."

"Forget it, who told you not to know the noble sentiments of this girl! I will not forget the villain! You, you should think about how to deal with the current situation. After all, who would want to die if they can live?" die!"

Ling Xiaoya didn't want to die at first because she felt that life was precious, but she was thinking that if she died, she might be able to return to modern times soon.

But now that I know about myself, and when I think of my own mother, I don't know how sad I am because I lost myself!
So now Ling Xiaoya really wants to save her life and meet her biological mother.

"Yes, who would want to die if they can live! Don't worry, I promise you, I will let you live!"

Yan Ling's dark eyes were as bright as shooting stars passing by in the dark night.

Ling Xiaoya couldn't help but feel slightly lost in her simple attire, and even felt that the roots of her ears were a little red.

"I know you can do it. You are the God of War in Daliang. You will definitely be able to overcome this difficulty!"

"Trust me so much?"

Yan Ling couldn't help feeling a little funny.

"You are worthy of trust."

Ling Xiaoya felt that there was a faint difference between her and Yan Ling. It seemed that something was growing in her heart. Although it felt strange, it was not bad.

The night always passed very long, and for the Western Desert army that lost its coach, this night was so hard to endure.

But when Yanling and Ling Xiaoya saw the sun rising, there was a flash of excitement in their eyes. One day, one day was finally over.

It was approaching noon, and the Ximo army, who had been waiting for a day, seemed to be unable to bear it any longer.

Thousands of people came to Stonehenge angrily and took their guns to dig the boulder.

Ling Xiaoya couldn't help sighing, "Oh, it would be great if these West Desert people could wake up later."

"It's good to be able to drag it until now."

Yan Ling comforted Ling Xiaoya with a smile, after all, she had bought him a lot of time.

"What to do, what to do! How did those Ximo people get their senses! Why didn't they keep guarding!"

"Zhao Fei was really in a hurry, and he just went around in circles."

"Why are you so anxious, you are so anxious if you don't see Master Hou!"

"How much gunpowder was made?"

Ling Xiaoya asked.

"Not many, just over 30."

Yan Ling has been paying attention to the matter of gunpowder, so when Ling Xiaoya asked, he answered.

"Then let someone bring it over. If there are more than 30 gunpowder, even if the group of Western Deserters can't be killed, it shouldn't be a big problem to drag the reinforcements. Don't forget, let someone continue to make it. I don't believe it, These Ximo people are also made of flesh and blood, so they are not afraid of being bombed with blood."

Not to mention Ling Xiaoya's viciousness, the current situation is very obvious, if the Ximo people don't die, then the entire Humen Pass soldiers and civilians who haven't had time to retreat will all die!

(End of this chapter)