Transmigrating Into A Cannon Fodder

Lin Qing’s words were speechless and woke her up with a sorrow.

Re-close my eyes, wait for her to open again, the back of the head moved, looking at Ye Shaoqing, looking at the eyes, a little less cold.

Breathing is steady, it should be asleep.

What should be the important thing that the soldier should carry with you?

In the past, watching TV dramas, this soldier was divided into two halves, half in the commander, and the other half in the monarch.

I don't know if this big Yan is.

The little hand touched his chest for a long while, and the squeaky pinch was very strong.

If you go to the gym, it is definitely the goal of rich and wealthy women.

Eyes licking his thin, moderate lips, do you want to come?

Listen to the outside movement with your ears up.

At night, everyone should have a rest.

Come on, chances are rare.

Hey.

Lin Qing’s words were low and he bowed his head. He quickly lifted it up and licked his mouth. The taste was not bad.

There was no chewing gum in ancient times, and I didn’t know how he kept breathing like a blue, so sweet.

She sighed in the palm of her hand and smelled her own, but fortunately there was no strange smell.

She remembered the business again.

I opened the corner of the pillow a little and finally found it under the pillow on my side. There was a jade-shaped tiger-shaped pendant with a neat crack in the middle. It seems that the monarch should hand over the military power here.

It’s really young and promising!

It’s just that this jade is too familiar.

Deja vu.

Thinking hard, the brain hurts and I didn’t think about where I saw it.

Put the character back in place, put his finger on his nose and try it, or breathe smoothly. He is quite trusting to her, lying next to her and sleeping so comfortably.

It was covered with a chapter on his face, and it stopped.

Three more days heard a bang.

Lin Qing's words scared a spirit, Ye Shaoqing did not know when to go.

Alan panicked and ran to her: "Miss, slaves go out and see what happened."

"No, let's stay here, it may be that someone has sneaked, and the buzz is to remind others to guard." Lin Qing's words are still calm.

If Xiliang people have the ability, they will not set up camps in their 50s, and they will attack the city in the morning. They are still not sure. Even if you really play, you won’t choose to do it here.

"But I was so surprised that the slaves couldn't sleep."

"Then you bring the silver ticket, there is a case, we are ready to run."

"Yes."

The outside quickly returned to calm.

Alan Dao: "Miss is really a god."

Lin Qing’s words smiled: “I trust the big son.”

When she realized that there was nothing in the sky, she went to Dr. Li to recognize the herbs.

There are two more apprentices in the camp.

They all seem to be very young, and it is estimated that there are only fifteen or six, which is more sensitive than the first apprentice.

Lin Qing’s words stayed in the account for one noon and then returned.

Alan saw no one, and quietly said: "Miss, the slaves are dying for the wounded outside today. I heard that our camp caught a white-haired monster last night."

Lin Qing’s words raised his eyebrows: “It’s all monsters and can be caught by mortals? Nonsense.”

"Really, listen to the outside guards who said that the man is full of white hair and even his eyebrows are white. But his face is like a teenager. When he sees the fire and blinks, only the monsters are afraid of the fire."

Lin Qing's words: "..."

Wouldn't it be an albinism? This symptom is very similar.

"Where is it caught? Is the skin white?"

"This slave is unclear. But the slaves heard that he was sneaking around the camp last night and was caught by the soldiers on the tower. Some people said that he was preparing to eat the orders, because many people are not good. I will be ready to go."

Lin Qing's words: "..."

Was it not because of that person that knocked on last night? "What about people? Is it dead?"

"Da Gongzi did not speak, who dares to deal with it? According to the view of the slaves, this monster has to be burned."

Lin Qing’s word was almost spurted out of the tea: “Fire? It’s an individual, there are some monsters in the world.” She is unbelievable anyway.

"Not a monster, why is the hair eyebrows white?"

Lin Qing's words: "..." She was speechless.

The sky will be dark, Ye Shaoqing will come back from the outside, the dusty servant, the blue scum will come out.

Guarding the obituary caught the monster.

He did not rush to deal with it, but went back to the camp to see Lin Qing.

Lin Qing’s words also remembered the matter and asked him about his handling.

Ye Shaoqing was indifferent: "Since it is a monster, it kills things."

Lin Qing's words: "..."

This cold-blooded man does not take the life of others, and it is as easy to say that it is like drinking cold water.

She pondered some wording: "I think that is an individual, maybe because of my own body, so it is different from ordinary people, or you let him go, very poor, it is good."

Ye Shaoqing turned his eyes: "The word has not seen the person, why is it so sure that he is not a monster?"

"I!" Lin Qing said: "I just don't want you to be too polluted. People say good and good to report evil and bad news. You killed so many people. What about retribution?"

Ye Shaoqing decided to look at her, and paused: "When I personally check it, if it is innocent, it will be released on the spot."

Lin Qing’s words demanded peers, and Ye Shaoqing did not object.

The location of the prisoner was a little far from the tent where Lin Qing’s words were located.

There were torches around, the man was tied, and the people around him were guarded by torches.

Lin Qing’s words saw the man’s white hair far away.

When I approached, I could see that he was wearing a gray-gray robes and his body was dirty.

The sergeant saw Ye Shaoqing came, and returned to the side after the salute: "Ye General, this person should be a dumb, and can't ask anything."

Ye Shaoqing waved to indicate that he had withdrawn and his pace approached slowly.

The man lowered his head and his white hair covered his face.

Lin Qing's words look at Ye Shaoqing getting closer and closer to the white hair, and pulling his hand: "Fu Jun, still far away, I have read the book before, the master above plays the pig and eats the tiger, first installs the weak and reduces the people around. The dike, then the cold is not the result of the opponent."

Ye Shaoqing feels funny: "You are serious about the things in the book, and you asked to let this person go, and now tell me this."

"I... the heart of the victim can't be there, and the self-defense is indispensable! I also don't want to let the husband kill the innocent."

Ye Shaoqing helpless, the woman's benevolence!

Waving the man with two sleeves, the man immediately passed out, and he ordered the left and right: "Throwing far away, it is death to live to see him."

"Yes."

Ye Shaoqing whispered: "This kind of disposition is still satisfactory."

Lin Qing's words: "..."

Why did she still ask her opinion, this is not to let the spectator say that she confuses the Lord.

"I don't participate in the evaluation. This is what you deal with. It doesn't matter to me." Lin Qing's words clarify the relationship, and said: "You sprinkled something on the person, I saw a layer of fog drifting toward him."

"It is a kind of poison that restrains people from martial arts. If the person is an ordinary person, it will not work. If there is a skill, it will be poisoned and killed."

Lin Qing's words are curious: "Why don't you be afraid that the fog will be sucked by you, and you will still be far away from the next time. It is best not to use this kind of harmful thing."