Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Now--"

Yan Ce said with a cold expression.

"Give me the fuck!"

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A voice hotter than a raging fire echoed in the forest far below the sky, and the ambushed soldiers were delayed. Perhaps, as the boy said, they stopped at the foot of the mountain forever. His strong will was wiped out.

Lan He remained silent, looked at the sky quietly, and lowered his eyes to watch the assassins who should have been physically exhausted one after another propped up their bodies, their burning willpower overcame their physical weakness.

"Young Master Yan, you...very good." He cast his eyes on Yan Ce, raised his hand and ordered all the soldiers to get out of the way, and watched Yan Ce pass by holding his sword.

"If one day, when everyone turns their backs on you, you may think that today could have changed the future, but for the sake of the so-called dignity, there is no way out."

Then, without looking back, Lan He led the demoralized soldiers down the mountain.

"Goodbye, Young Master Yan Ce."

"Ah, goodbye..."

Yan Ce responded indifferently.

The clouds dissipated, the afterglow of the setting sun pierced through the leaves of the trees, danced under the sky with the breeze, and the light golden spots fell on the ground.

The moment the young man's eyes came into contact with the little nobles, they silently looked up at this Mr. Ce of Yan who had traveled from Qin Ting to Baiyue, holding Tai Ah in his hand, with complicated expressions.

The only royal boy in this world who is not like a royal family.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but some people give up their luxuries and extravagant treatment for illusory ideas that cannot be touched, and live to death.

Yan Ce's eyes fell on the Guoshang Assassin, walked to the girl, and asked:

"your name?"

The girl wiped away two lines of tears, and pointed at herself in a panic, seeing the boy nodded amiably.

She immediately put on goggles to cover her red and swollen eyes, with a helpless expression on her face, and saluted with a straight face: "Official member of the National Martyr, I salute you."

Thinking of the failure of the mission, and even letting the lord go off to face the enemy in person, the national martyr girl Hu looked a little ashamed, and thinking of His Highness's noble figure like a prince charming, she couldn't help but blushed slightly on her immature face.

"Huh, you're doing great."

Yan Ce reached out and rubbed the girl's head.

"Thank you."

"Your Highness..."

The girls of the assassin team all bent down and saluted the lord, their eyes were a little moist.

In the war between countries, they are not tools, they are units that exist as a living individual, they have not been abandoned as they should be, and they have not seen with their own eyes that their companions who live and die together go to the end one after another... Your Highness, Lost countless correct options...

Instead, he chose a "wrong" option that no royal family would choose, the only wrong option...

The corners of Yan Ce's lips curled up, and he tried his best to save all the mistakes. The illusory memories woven by the broken fragments that emerged from the dream burned silently, and dissipated together with the almost non-existent blank memories of the puppet Shaoyun Ling.

There may be different possibilities between the universe and the limit of the universe, at least, he has to complete the correction of the world to another route.

The young man rubbed the top of Hu's head like stroking a cat, and when he was satisfied, he raised his eyes and happened to be Miss Lingshi's eyes.

That look is not very friendly.

The woman said lightly: "Excuse me, I think it's time to rush back to the State Guesthouse before dark to accommodate them. Everyone's physical strength has reached the limit, but they just rely on their will to hold on, and if they drag on, in the barren hills, if the spirit relaxes, they will die. of."

Yan Ce nodded, agreeing to Miss Lingshi's proposal.

The girls went down the mountain with their arms, while the noble teenagers kept their heads down and kept silent, trying to keep up with the pace of the team without dragging their feet.

Yan Ce walked to the front and followed Miss Lingshi who was walking faster and faster.

"Your face... isn't in a good mood?"

"...It's nothing, this is a normal expression, I said that my feelings will not be reflected on the face, so don't worry about it."

Miss Lingshi's voice was a few degrees colder than usual, and she cast a sideways glance at the smiling leader, the Guoshang girl Hu, "Now, congratulations to Master Yan for pushing an innocent girl to the road of a good young woman through her hard work. A few steps."

Yan Ce: "..."

"Gongzi Ce's standards are getting lower and lower, or is it that the repressed sexuality that has been abstinent for too long has begun to rebound, and he chooses to be hungry."

"Nonsense, I don't say that I don't want to be hungry, no matter what... Bah, who wants to talk to you about sex." Yan Ce said helplessly: "Okay, what do you want to say? It won't be about sexual addiction or something like that. Terrible knowledge."

"That child has a very good impression of you, almost to the point of going to bed by herself, when is Young Master Ce planning to play her to pieces?"

The branches and leaves of the trees rustled, and Miss Lingshi's voice was not too loud, so Yan Ce was the only one who heard it.

"What are you talking about... haven't you seen the emotion in their eyes? It's not so much the gesture in your mouth, it's more pure and sincere, respect and love for father and brother."

Yan Ce laughed helplessly.

"...they're a bunch of kids."

"..."

The woman slowed down a little, and waited for Yan Ce, her indifferent cheek turned to Yan Ce's side, and she was silent for a moment.

A long time, she said.