Chapter 1
The wind blows towards the early evening, and the sand is wild and yellow into the sky.The desert wind was like a knife, piercing the soldiers' skin.

However, no one cared about the weather, and the frontier capital where the Li family army had been stationed all year round was solemn and solemn.

On a large open space in front of the capital, rows of soldiers stood upright like statues, with bloodstains and dust sticking to each dry and cracked face.It's unimaginable that just now, they just ended a tragic killing|killing.

Every soldier who survived by chance is still in pain.

After two months of fighting, the frightening Li family army finally broke through the barbarian capital, and the entire barbarian capital was burnt to ruins, corpses littered the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

On the city wall, the head of the barbarian monarch Hua Yiyang hangs in the air.The messy hair covered the terrifying face, and the corpse had already been trampled into mud by the war horses.

The young prince Hua Zehao of the Barbarian Kingdom was only seven years old, and was held in the hands of the vanguard general Han Feng.

Night Breeze whimpered through the air, echoing the little prince's cries, adding a bit of mourning to the battlefield where the gunpowder had just stopped.

But all of this, how can it compare to the heart-piercing screams of Hua Man'er in the capital?
"Don't be patient, bitch..."

Li Muhan's voice was hoarse, and he was anxious because of anger, Hua Man'er was almost collapsed by his brutality.

"asshole--"

She tightened her eyebrows, trying to break free from his grip, thinking that it was these hands that had chopped off her father's head just now, and she hated him.

The man blocked her mumbling and cursing with his mouth, challenging the bottom line unruly.

She met his piercing cold gaze, biting with hatred.

Li Muhan raised his head slightly to avoid it, raised his upper body and slapped her more than a dozen times...

Hua Man'er, who had never shed tears before, couldn't help crying out in dismay.

I don't know how long it took, when everything stopped, Li Muhan left indifferently, glanced mockingly at her distressed face and that glaring red spot, and lightly let go, and she fell off the wall against which she was pressed.

Hua Man'er pounced on the ground, opened her mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, she sneered bitterly and stubbornly, closed her eyes, then opened her phoenix eyes slightly, and glanced at Li Muhan who calmly put on the black robe with hatred.

Li Muhan, the second prince of the Dazhao Kingdom.Known as the "God of Bloody War", Zhennan King was brave and invincible, and defeated the entire barbarian country in only half a year.

Huaman'er once thought that Li Muhan was a tough and rough-looking man, but unexpectedly he was so handsome.Especially the pair of knife-like icy eyes, which are bursting with hatred at this moment, as if they haven't vented enough just now, they have to swallow Hua Man'er alive, and burn their bones to ashes to relieve their hatred.

Hua Man'er bit her water chestnut lip, her phoenix eyes contained deep-seated hatred, and met his gaze fearlessly and fearlessly.

Without any hesitation, Li Muhan took a step forward and grabbed Hua Man'er and dragged her outside.

Hua Man'er was taken aback: "What are you going to do? Let me go! Bastard!"

Instinctively, she hurriedly grabbed the golden silk embroidered pear flower smock that had just been thrown on the ground and was almost torn apart, and put it on her body.

Li Muhan had already dragged her out with strides.The night wind was bitter, and Hua Man'er, who was naked under the smock, couldn't help shivering.

Hua Zehao, who had been sobbing and choking for a long time without moving, suddenly saw Hua Man'er, and cried out in surprise: "Sister, sister, I'm here, save me—"

(End of this chapter)

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