"Who are you?" Zhu Ling's voice was dry and pale, and he asked with difficulty as he looked at the girl in front of him.

The girl in white looked at him and smiled faintly, and said apologetically: "My name is Ye Li."

Ye, Li! What an ordinary word, what a plain name. But these two words sounded like thunder from the sky in Zhu Ling's ears, deafening. After a while, Zhu Ling slowly laughed out loud, "Ye Li? Ye Li... Princess of Ding Ye Li... Haha..." As if he heard something funny, Zhu Ling's laughter became louder and louder, and finally laughed as if he was about to breathe, "Are you Princess Ding?"

Ye Li nodded and said, "I am Princess Ding."

"You lied to me." Zhu Ling gritted his teeth.

Ye Li nodded, "I lied to you." Qingli's eyes were filled with regret and helplessness, but there was no regret or guilt. The two armies fought, and there was no good or evil, no right or wrong, and there was only a position. If they had different positions, they were the enemy, and when facing the enemy... they would use any means, this is the principle that Ye Li recognized in her past and present lives.

"What a princess Ding..." Zhu Ling murmured softly: "I heard that the hundreds of thousands of troops of King Lei Zhenting of Zhennan were almost completely destroyed by Princess Ding. Today, Zhu Ling was defeated by Princess Ding again, but it was not a loss. It is a blessing to let the princess go through such troubles, which is really a blessing for the three lives." Ye Li smiled helplessly and said: "Although Mr. Zhu's army is not much, but our army is now lacking in troops. If the young master suddenly breaks out, it will probably cause a lot of trouble to the Mo family army. In extraordinary times, you can only use extraordinary strategies. If there is any rudeness, please forgive me."

"You have set your sights on the Jingguo Army from the very beginning?" Zhu Ling asked.

Ye Li smiled faintly and did not deny it.

"General Zhu silently hid more than 100,000 soldiers and horses near Biancheng, and probably there were a lot of food and grass. To be honest, the first thing we like was not Mr. Zhu's soldiers but food and grass for raising this army." Not far away, Feng Zhiyao walked over in a big red brocade clothes, and the unfinished blood on the long sword in his hand slid all the way.

Ye Li smiled helplessly, looked at Feng Zhiyao and asked, "Why are you here?"

Feng Zhiyao said with a smile: "The princess takes risks personally. If I don't look back and forth, how can I explain to the prince?"

Ye Li frowned and looked at Feng Zhiyao lightly. You can't tell him!

Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows, did the princess think it might be hidden?

Looking at the eye contact between the two people in front of him, Zhu Ling sighed with a gloomy expression, looked at the girl in white in front of him calmly and said, "What do the princess want?"

Ye Li was silent for a moment and said lightly: "Please go back with us."

Zhu Ling was silent, and after a moment, she smiled at the sky. He pointed at Ye Li and said loudly: "I, Zhu Ling, have accomplished nothing in my life, but as a child of the Zhu family, I will never be a prisoner at that level. I will not give you the chance to threaten my grandfather!" Ye Li sighed regretfully: "So, what do you want to do?"

Zhu Ling drew the sword in the hand of the guard beside him, pointed at Feng Zhiyao not far away, the Black Cloud Cavalry behind him, and said in a deep voice: "I just want to die in battle!"

Feng Zhiyao's smile slowly faded away, and he changed into a solemn look. Zhu Ling in front of him actually seemed to him a little immature. If he achieved success in a few years, he would definitely be above him. As a general, even if the other party was a defeated general, he would admire and be willing to fulfill it. He picked up a hem of his clothes and cut it off and wiped the blood on the sword. Feng Zhiyao nodded and said, "Prince Zhu, please."

"Slow down." Ye Li's voice came from the side. Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and withdrew his sword and looked at Ye Li. Ye Li raised his hand to stop Lin Han behind him, and walked up to look at the young man with blood on his clothes in front of him, and rang in a gentle and clear voice, "I am willing to fight with the young master."

"Princess!" Feng Zhiyao and others were all shocked and quickly wanted to stop him. Although Zhu Ling's army was defeated now, Zhu Ling was still a master. The blood on his body was not his own at this time. In fact, Zhu Ling had almost never really taken action tonight. Ye Li waved his hand to stop Feng Zhiyao and others from trying to persuade him, and slowly walked into Zhu Ling, "I am willing to fight with the young master, I wonder if it is possible?"

"I heard that Princess Ding is also a master of his generation, so I am very lucky. Please!"

In the vast mountains and forests, corpses and blood flowed into rivers everywhere.

On the battlefield where the bodies of Xiling soldiers were scattered, the man in white clothes and the girl in white stood calmly standing opposite each other. If there were no long swords covered with corpses and blood stained, this would definitely be a beautiful picture. Not far away was the crowd staring at them quietly.

The long sword in Zhu Ling's hand trembled, and two silver sword flowers were pulled out. Ye Li smiled faintly at him, and the snow-colored dagger flashed across his fingertips. It seemed that there was only a moment of pause. The two figures rushed towards each other at an extremely fast speed. For a moment, the two figures intertwine and entangled again. The long sword in Zhu Ling's hand was full of sword energy, and the dagger in Ye Li's hand also flashed with cold evil spirits.

Soon, Zhu Ling discovered that he could not take advantage of this woman's close-up approach, and even greatly restricted the use of swordsmanship. So he quickly distanced himself from Ye Li again. But Ye Li would not give him this opportunity. The cold dagger passed by his clothes like a maggot on his tarsal bones, and the skin under his clothes was also aroused a layer of chill.

The long sword and the short blade were fighting, and Ye Li's hand holding the dagger trembled slightly. After all, the woman's strength was difficult to compete with the man. After flirting, the dagger was pressed against the sword body and slashed Zhu Ling's wrist. Zhu Ling's wrist sank and hurriedly avoided it.

"Princess Ding is very good!"

"Young Master Zhu praised it."

Outside the battlefield, Feng Zhiyao stared at the two people in the fight and frowned. However, he had to admit that the princess has made great progress in recent years. Even when Zhu Ling is a rare master, she will not fall below. Lin Han came to him at some point, and stared at the two people in the fight without blinking his eyes. However, he asked, "Why is Mr. Feng coming? General Zhang's side..." Feng Zhiyao said, "Qin Feng is enough there, even if it is not enough, he can delay time waiting for us to go back. I am not at ease with the princess alone. But you are fine, right?"

Lin Han touched his back and shook his head. The knife wound looked ferocious and dangerous. In fact, the person who was trying to do it had planned and just avoided the vital area. It could only be considered a skin injury.

Feng Zhiyao raised his eyebrows and said, "I think it should be fine, that's what I did personally. Is this guy doing well?"

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, for showing mercy." Lin Han gritted his teeth. Although he was voluntarily, no one would feel better if he was cut for no reason. What's more, seeing the culprit was still there and taking credit for credit. Lin Han deeply felt that this Mr. Feng should be repaired.
Chapter completed!