Host, You're Targeted

After the camp was set up, people gathered around the fire and simply ate dry food to fill their stomachs.

Qi Ding watched the soldiers help them to make up the small tent, but his eyes fell on Li Ying's shoulder standing in front of him.

Li Ying is a little taller than him. Maybe he is born in the royal family. When he looks at people, he always gives people the feeling of standing at a high place and overlooking all living beings. His peach blossom eyes are like growing in the cold winter, wrapped in ice and snow and unwilling to blossom.

But looking at his back like this, it's just a man and a beast. He doesn't touch smoke and fire all over his body.

Xu's eyes were so hot that Li Ying suddenly seemed to notice something and turned to look at him.

His eyes were deep, but they were bright in the dark, shaking Qi Ding and blinking.

Li Ying was stunned when he looked at him. He didn't seem to understand why he was staring at himself.

Qi Ding's brain turned very fast, and immediately pretended to be looking at him.

"Your Highness, I'm going to guard with my brothers today. You can rest assured! When I change shifts in the middle of the night, I'll go and squeeze with my brothers, and I won't be with you as a wounded person. "

Li Ying was not aware of the difference. "Um," he went into the tent he had just set up, and he was not polite at all.

So, on that day, Qi Ding, who forced himself to watch the night, finally yawned at the ugly time.

How sleepy

The night watchman had already changed. The new comer saw Qi Ding sitting beside the fire and dozing off. He was afraid that the little general would fall into the fire and damage his face with the color of "overwhelming the country and the city".

"General Qi, go and have a rest! Just give us the vigil. If there is no accident, we can arrive at the imperial city before tomorrow. "

Qi Ding was so sleepy that he couldn't open his eyes. He put his hand over his mouth and yawned. He narrowed his eyes and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and walked towards the tent.

"Then I'll go to sleep..."

Who knows, that soldier's mouth may be open light, this accident really came.

Qi Ding just got into the big tent to find a place for himself to sleep. He was half trapped by the snoring in the tent.

He walked around and found that there was no place for him in the tent, so he turned out to look for another tent.

He stepped out of the tent with his front foot, and before his back foot could catch up, a man fell in front of him.

"Oh, I'll go, brother. What are you doing? Don't sleep at the gate

Qi Ding squinted his eyes for a while, and suddenly found that the brother who had just fallen down was open eyes, and blood was slowly flowing out from the back of his neck.

This time, Qi Ding is really awake.

Sleepy to see stars, results suddenly saw a dead man fell in front of himself, who can withstand it?!

Qi Ding, he was so scared that he uttered a rude word, and he had no sense of sleepiness.

He looked up and saw that his own men and the masked men in black had already joined him, and the snoring in the tent stopped behind him.

Someone is shouting: "assassin, protect your highness!"

Qi Ding, who suddenly wakes up, grabs the sword on his waist and goes straight to Li Ying's tent. When he opens the tent, he sees a man in black stabbing Li Ying's neck with a long sword. Li Ying suddenly opens his eyes and rolls away from the stabbed sword and kicks his foot on the man in black's waist.

The man in black was unprepared. Li Ying kicked the man upside down and flew out. Qi Ding reacted immediately when he saw this. He took out his sword and wiped it on the man's neck.

Blood splashed on the tarpaulin, opening the curtain of the night attack.

The two exchanged their eyes, in an instant understand the meaning of the other side, rushed out to join the battle.

At this moment, they are no longer the core figures in the hostile fourth Prince camp and the ninth Prince camp, but fight side by side and hand over their backs to their comrades in arms.

Two quarters of an hour later, Qi Ding was able to see the power of the "young god of war". In a trance, he seemed to see that he stood in the middle of a pile of corpses with blood all over his body, and his face was pale because of excessive blood loss.

There are small pieces of light color on the black long shirt of "young god of war". If you don't look carefully, you can't see it. It's a trace left by being soaked in blood.

Holding a long sword stained with blood, he pointed to the neck of a man in black who was captured alive. His face was full of anger, and his words had never been cold.

"Who sent you? If you speak up, I can give you a good time. "

The man snorted and was about to commit suicide by biting his tongue. Li Ying promptly opened his mouth and stuffed a piece of cotton cloth in order to stop his action.

"Want to die?"

Li Ying sneered. With a strong hand, the blade of the sword had already cut off the man's skin. There was blood slowly seeping out and spreading on the silver blade.

"Dream."The man snorted because of the agony of death, but still refused to utter a syllable.

His eyes were fixed on Li Ying, and the hatred spread inside seemed to crawl out and strangle his throat.

But Li Ying, with a sneer, took the sword away from the man's neck and told his subordinates in a cold voice, "take it away!"