Stupid little lady: General Rakshasa is too black

Chapter 44 My life is his
"Then what happened afterwards?" Nangong Yue's heart trembled when she heard these words, Mo Qitian had never told her this before...

"Later? Oh, do you know why the general wears a mask all year round? Have you ever seen the real face under the general's mask? Half of his face is very pretty, right? But have you ever seen his other face? Horrible with half a face? The assassination failed, but someone put the world's most ruthless poison into the general's food. At that time, a 15-year-old child could resist it? If it wasn't for Yun Gu's action, the general would probably have died sooner or later. I just died in a foreign country, let alone live to this day!"

"The poison is gone, but the residual poison remains on his face, right?"

Nangong Yue said in a daze, she finally knew that Mo Qitian and Feng Qing were suspicious of her at the beginning, not only because of being three feet away from the sky, but also because of their deep hatred.

"You do understand, then why do you still want to get close to the general! Sure enough, all of this is for a purpose!" The cold sword in Feng Qing's hand was a little closer to Nangong Yue's throat: "Do you know that the general has not been easy for so many years?" , Do you know how much the general paid for this position? Born in the royal family, how many people are willing to live a life of war? How many people are willing to abandon their surnames and change their surnames to live a life of homelessness? Do you ever know how much we have paid for today? Do you know what your appearance has brought!
For you, the general actually let go of his hatred and chose to be with you!
Do you know that in the middle of the night a few days ago, just after the war ended, he hurried back just to take a look at you, but you know that when he knew you were going to escape that night, he actually ignored the fight, You rushed back here resolutely, and do you know that the general almost lost his life just because of those few bullets of yours! "

"He never told me these things..." The more he listened to it in his heart, Nangong Yue's heart ached even more.

"Of course he won't tell you that he has a mission on his shoulders. If he tells you about such trivial things, then he is not an orphan of the Mu family. And you, you cruel woman, just Because of your few bullets, the general searched hundreds of thousands of corpses for no less than a thousand times, and finally found the bullet, but the general was almost killed by a bandit at that time! General for your words You almost lost your life, and you still want to escape!"

Feng Qing scolded Nangong Yue angrily, and the hatred in her heart became even stronger.

Nangong Yue looked at him indifferently, and listening to his words, she instantly remembered the few bloody bullets she found on the desk before...

Before handing the gun to Mo Qitian, she said, these seventeen bullets are your life, but she never thought about it, but he actually took it seriously, and because of her words, he almost lost his life ...

This idiot, Mo Qitian, actually risked his life just because of her words!Is what she gave him really that important!

It's so important that you don't care about your own life! ! !

And those hatreds, he once told her, if you are allowed to spend five years trying to find ways to protect yourself, and let you spend another five years fighting to find ways to get what you get.

At first, she only felt the heaviness of these words, but she never thought that there was such a heart-piercing meaning in them.

Back then, a child who was only 15 years old shouldered such a heavy mission, and it was not something that just anyone could bear.

Thinking carefully about Feng Qing's words, his love is like a dense cobweb, circling in her heart invisible.

He will not talk sweetly to women like other men, let alone play romance, he will, only do everything for it in obscurity.

She only knew that she fell in love with this man, but she never thought that this man also paid a lot for her unconsciously.

Since when did she fall in love with him...

It was from his serious and focused expression when he turned on the lamp late at night to read military aircraft, and even more from his tenderness when he rubbed the medicine for her.

Or the behavior when he gave up his bed and went to the window alone to endure mosquito bites.

Or how meticulous he was when he invited her to dinner later.

In fact, every little thing touched her, but she didn't know it at first, and when she finally found out, she realized that he had done a lot for her.

The more she thinks about it, the more moved and sad Nangong Yue has nowhere to hide. She said that he is hers, so she can only be his in this life, and there will be no more criticism, no .

"Have you finished listening? Then you die now. Immortality will never appear in the general's world, and will never bother the general or shake the general's heart." Feng Qing looked at Nangong Yue indifferently, and stood firmly. Holding the long sword in his hand, he was ready to kill her.

"Why didn't you ask me if I agreed to die by your sword?" But she never thought that at the moment he was about to swing the sword, Nangong Yue grabbed his sword.

The cold long sword with a sharp blade cut through her immature skin, and a stream of blood flowed down her hand.

The contempt in her words brought a smile on her face, like a touch of coquettish poppy, instantly rippling in Feng Qing's heart.

He was taken aback, and then stopped for an instant.

"You, what are you doing!" Surprise flashed in Feng Qing's eyes. He is one of the best swordsmen on the mainland. Few people can escape from his sword, but he never thought that Nangong Yue at this moment, but He easily controlled the direction of his sword swing, but only used one hand to capture his sword in his hand.

It's just that the series of blood brought out a burst of heart-piercing pain. If she did this, her hand would be destroyed.

The hands of every woman on the mainland are used to stir the melody, if the hands are destroyed, then they are doomed to be useless in the future.

"What? I just want to tell you that if you want to kill me, you have to ask Mo Qitian if he agrees. He is mine, my life is his, and his life is mine. No one else It's moving."

The composure in her words did not imply any weakness, she exuded the aura of a king from top to bottom, she immediately pressed towards Feng Qing, and it was also these words, Feng Qing paused.

In an instant, there was only a bang, and the long sword that Feng Qing regarded as life was cut off by Nangong Yue in an instant.

She pinched the blade of the sword in her hand contemptuously, and threw the blood in her hand to the ground at will.

Suddenly, Nangong Yue's eyes flashed with sarcasm: "Don't forget what I do. It's just a small iron tool. I can make what you call a magical weapon that cuts iron like mud. It's just the crudest iron sword. In front of me, it’s just a plaything.”

Nangong Yue's words hurt Feng Qing's heart.

Looking at the broken long sword in his hand, his eyes turned red in an instant.

He is a swordsman, and the sword is the life of a swordsman. The woman in front of him actually broke his sword without any effort.

It wasn't his sword that was broken, it was his life that was broken!

"You damn woman, I didn't expect to hide so deep! You usually look weak, but you didn't expect to be so skillful. Now that you destroy my sword, you ruin my life. In this case, I will kill you right now! After I kill you, I will bring you to the general to apologize!!!”

At this moment, Feng Qing was angry. He thought Nangong Yue would be easy to deal with. He usually looked at her weakly, but he didn't expect her skill to be so terrifying.

"It's just a piece of broken iron. I don't pay attention to Mo Qitian's pile of weapons, let alone such a piece of scrap iron? If you want it, I'll get you another one." Why are you so angry." Nangong Yue frowned.

"To you, it is nothing, but it has been with me for ten years. This is the first sword given to me by the general. I regard it as my life and my brother. If you destroy it now, you will destroy it." me!!"

While talking, Feng Qing has already unfolded his skills and rushed towards Nangong Yue.

His movements are extremely agile. A soldier who has been fighting all the year round already has the strength to see life and death. Nangong Yue kept dodging, but it was very difficult.

She had learned boxing and Sanda in her previous life, and tomb robbery is very messy. In addition, she is a little girl, so the boss of the organization forced her to learn these two self-defense skills. I thought it would be useless before. What's the use, but I never thought that there are still so many uses after time travel.

But after all, Feng Qing is an expert in martial arts, no matter how hard he is against Nangong Yue, he will definitely win.

It was also at this moment that Feng Qing saw that he had already taken the lead, so he stretched out a grabbing hand towards Nangong Yue's neck.

Nangong Yue was also sweating profusely from the fight with him. Seeing that it was going to die, the speed of the grabbing hand was so fast that she had already reached her face in the blink of an eye.

"Go to hell!!" Feng Qing roared, then tightened his fingers, and resorted to the last move.

"Go to hell? I said that my life belongs to Mo Qitian, and no one can move it." Who knows that just when Feng Qing thought he understood this, he found that his neck was cold, and he hadn't moved yet. With one click, a long arrow hit his neck in an instant.

Everything came to a standstill, at this moment Feng Qing's grasping hand was still stagnant in mid-air, only one centimeter away from Nangong Yue's neck.But Nangong Yue was standing opposite him with eyes full of danger, the thousand machine crossbow in his left hand was firmly aimed at his direction, and the long arrow on the crossbow machine was locked in the direction of his neck exactly .

"You!" Feng Qing was shocked when he saw this, as long as he moved again, he would die in Nangong Yue's hands...

(End of this chapter)