However, before she finished speaking, Zhao Fu immediately made his position: "My daughter doesn't have to worry too much. We are all favored by the king. If we don't have the king, we will be like floating in the world and have nowhere to rely on. Now, the king is facing a great disaster. If the guards retreat and do not go to rescue, they will be unkind and unrighteous people!"

All the elite guards standing behind him all agreed with great determination: "Your Majesty is so kind, I will never refuse to die. We are not afraid of death, but I only wish you peace!"

Jiang Chengjia looked at the scene in front of her and felt her blood boiling and moved. She suddenly felt that the doubts and worries she had about Ning Nanyou were not worth mentioning.

If he really loses his original aspiration and lives for revenge, and loses kindness and firmness in his heart, how could so many people be willing to surrender to him, obey his orders, use it for his own sake, and even sacrifice his life?

The peach and plum trees do not speak, and they form their own paths. Is this the scene?

Jiang Chengjia's eyes were filled with gratitude. After subconsciously restraining, he nodded solemnly and said, "Okay, since that's the case! Let's rescue the lord together!"

A crowd rushed towards the deep lake at the end of Baidao Canyon.

At that time, Ning Nanyou, who was leaning against the corner of the East Mountain, had his consciousness began to be chaotic and could not remain awake.

He felt a severe pain all over his body, his whole body was numb, and his chest felt cold and throbbing.

Blood kept gushing out of the wound.

Due to the pain of the tearing of the wound, my arm had to be raised over the top of my head.

But the stalemate was too long, and he was almost unable to turn his posture and relax his tight arms.

He felt sleepy and his eyes were dark.

Ning Nanyou smiled bitterly, feeling that time was extremely long. He thought that he might not be able to wait for the rescue, and he would eventually break his promise.

But, Aluo.

He silently recited the girl's nickname in his heart, lying dyingly between the shadows of mountains and rocks, heartbroken.

If he really can't hold on, A Luo should be angry to death by him, right?

I had just told her that I would "share the prosperity of the years with her for thousands of years."

But now, before he could wait for such an opportunity, he had to take the lead.

He didn't expect that he would end up like this. If he had known this, he wouldn't have shown mercy to Zhou Yuanmo again and again.

It was ridiculous in the end, he couldn't let go of his brotherhood and spared him again and again. However, the other party was very cruel and wanted to put him to death immediately.

In front of the valley, the person who fired a cold arrow to Ning Nanyou was Zhou Yuanmo who defected to the Xiongnu royal court.

His arrow accurately aimed at Ning Nanyou without any deviation. He even wanted to kill him with one stone, shoot him and seriously injure Jiang Chengjia. If he had not pushed Jiang Chengjia away in time at that time, he might have become the desperate mandarin ducks under Cangshan.

Ning Nanyou breathed faintly, and every time he opened his mouth and closed his mouth again, he had to spend all his efforts, which made him sweat more and more coldly.

Gradually, he wanted to give up struggling, gradually closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

Those obsessed and cold nightmares followed one after another after he gave up his consciousness.

He dreamed that he was lying alone among the cold and empty rocks, and his life was lost bit by bit. Seeing himself closing his eyes exhausted and slowly stop breathing. He thought that this ending was also good, and there was no need to fight from all sides, no need to work everywhere, and no need to live for others all his life.

Ning Nanyou felt that he was much more relaxed.

Just as he was about to accept the fact that he died, he heard the sound of fighting and shouting from the deep lake behind the hillside.

The young girl who he was thinking about was uneasy until death rushed to him in a mess.

His eyes were deep red and his long arms trembled, and he carried his cold body into his arms.

The world is long.

He vaguely heard a shrill call from the girl's mouth.

"Zhaoyuan, Zhaoyuan. Ning Zhaoyuan." She shouted, shouted his name at the top of her lungs.

However, the corpse in his arms remained motionless, leaning on the girl's shoulder and disappeared.

He was like an outsider, floating in the air, watching everything in front of him, even though he felt the pain of heart-wrenching and lung-piercing pain, he could not do anything.

Until, he saw the girl stand up in despair, pulled out a big knife from Zhao Fu, who was standing beside her silently, and wiped it on the snow-white neck. Blood beads splashed, some splashed on his face that had lost his vitality, slid into the land, and blended with the stones - the blood color that belonged to him.

This beautiful girl, her eyes were filled with crystal clear water, and she was determined and decisive.

The big knife in her hand landed on the ground. She expressed her ambition to death and fell to Ning Nanyou's side, and gradually the gods took away all the beauty.

Ning Nanyou's chest was tense and he felt suffocating.

He took a deep breath and woke up from the nightmare. He was so shocked that he was sweating coldly. He looked around and saw that he was still the same.

He was not dead.

Ning Nanyou grabbed his heart's clothes and gritted his teeth and persevered.

He cannot die. Because there are really people in this world who are willing to go to the underworld hell for him, regardless of everything.

Since this is the case, he cannot easily accept his fate.

He wanted to fulfill the promise he gave her for a lifetime, to give her all her preferences, and to give her simple happiness.

Although his eyes gradually became dark, Ning Nan was trying hard to touch his lower lip and kept reminding himself not to fall asleep.

I don't know how long it took, but he heard the sensational thunderous fighting sounds in his ears, as if hundreds of people were fighting.

To his senses, the fight seemed to have been a long life.

Finally, a petite and weak figure rushed to his side with a body of blood, and carefully picked him up with pity and heartache.

She was very strong and took him to her shoulder to avoid the arrow wound on his chest.

There seemed to be two other men coming to help.

In the chaos, he felt a layer of cold lake water soaked on his back. Soon, the feeling disappeared. After a bumpy period, he finally couldn't stand the sleepiness and fainted again.

He had a very long dream.

There were some strange scenes in the dream that he couldn't understand.

For example, the Nine Heavenly Palace towering into the sky, the Nuwa Lingdu like a continuous scroll, such as the mountains, rivers, and the beautiful sea spirit realm of Zhong Yubi.

These familiar and unfamiliar scenes made him indulge in his dreams and unable to extricate himself.

Floating boats in ancient alleys, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The ancient stone arch bridge, and willows flying on both sides. He seemed to see himself walking on a boat in a purple-clothed and feathered crown, attracted by the extremely unpleasant sound of bamboo leaves flutes. Looking around, he saw a girl with a beautiful appearance and a flying posture lying on the bow of a black boat.

She smiled at herself gently, her face was as pink as a peach, and she was strangely elves.

He stood on the other side and looked at each other silently.

At this moment, it seemed like a scene painting was frozen, swam around in his mind and could no longer be erased.

He was intoxicated and didn't even want to wake up from it.

My eyes gradually became dark, I fell asleep without any dreams and was calm and at ease.

Ning Nanyou woke up again, five days later.

Jiang Chengjia stayed beside him for how long he had been in a coma.

When he opened his eyes, he turned his head and saw the girl's exhausted and sleeping heavily.

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart. It seemed that I hadn't seen it for a long time, a little strange and very familiar.

Ning Nanyou moved slightly and felt severe pain and numbness all over his body.

He frowned slightly and sighed in his heart. Fortunately, he is still living in the world.

Fresh air poured into his mouth and nose, making him feel extremely comfortable.

This subtle little movement woke up the beautiful girl sleeping in front of the bed. She suddenly opened her eyes and looked towards the bed. Seeing that the husband on the bed was turning his eyes slightly to look at her, she was stunned and almost couldn't react.

When she woke up from the chaos, she stood up happily, knelt on the edge of the bed, approached him, and trembled: "Erlang? You are awake!"

Ning Nanyou felt dry in his mouth and could not speak in his throat. He could only look at her silently with a warm look.

Jiang Chengjia seemed to know what he was thinking. After staring at him for a while, he quickly turned around and got out of bed, ran to the table in front of his couch, and poured him a glass of water.

She brought it over carefully and planned to serve him and drink water.

Ning Nanyou was too lazy to move due to the severe pain of the wound on his chest, so he blinked and looked at her without saying a word.

The girl tried every means to feed him water without moving him. But no matter what position she was, it seemed that the water would easily spread onto the bed.

Jiang Chengjia worked hard for a while and finally decisively drank the water in the cup in one gulp, leaned over and kneeled, knelt beside the husband, and pressed his lips on him.

Ning Nanyou's eyes suddenly opened wide, letting her pry her lips and teeth open and send water in.

The faint fragrance on the girl's lips remained between his teeth, graceful and continuous, and was drunk by one's own passion.

The dryness in his mouth instantly relieved a lot. He couldn't help but stretch out his tongue to hook her, entangling her and preventing her from leaving easily.

The girl sobbed twice, slightly panting, finally getting up from his lips, her face turned red and her eyes were bright.

Lang Jun's delicate and beautiful Adam's apple rolled gently, swallowing the nectar and jade liquid drawn from her mouth, gently slid his lips, and said in a hoarse voice: "A Luo, I still want it."

Jiang Chengjia's face was flushed, unable to resist the hot gaze of the husband, and turned around and had another glass of water. He drank it all again, and was filled with joy and happily climbed over.

The several times of feeding water made the atmosphere between the two quickly become hot.

Ning Nanyou was finally willing to let her go. His bright red tongue swept between his lips, swallowing the water stains left by her mouth into his mouth, and then said with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work."

Jiang Chengjia didn't reply, leaned against the couch and looked at him quietly, his heart full of admiration.

Ning Nanyou was burned by her hot gaze, and almost couldn't hold on. He smiled and said, "A Luo. Do you... want to look at me like a wolf or a tiger like this?"

Jiang Chengjia's face was embarrassed, and immediately Hongyun said with a full face: "Give you some benefits, and you will start to be inappropriate?"
Chapter completed!