Xiang Liu'er glanced at the empty fish basket at Li Luo's feet and snorted, "You are quite leisurely."
"Otherwise, what else can we do?"
The corners of Xiang Liuer's mouth slightly curved, and he looked sideways slightly, but he saw Gu Lianglei standing quietly outside the tent looking at him, not coming over, just watching.
"It's almost time to go back. It's time for her to worry."
"Well, okay." Li Luo breathed out, looked back at Gu Lianglei, waved his hand, and smiled, "I shouldn't worry her, but the feeling of being worried is really happy."
Gu Lianglei didn't expect that Li Luo would look back at him and greet him so intimately. Her pretty face blushed, her eyes dropped slightly, and she couldn't help but look at him one more time.
No longer fishing, Li Luo threw down his fishing rod and threw it on the shore. He walked quickly towards Gu Lianglei and left Dangtang Mengjue sweating alone by the lake. Xiang Liuer stared blankly at Li Luo as he happily ran towards Gu Lianglei.
Liang Lei, dumbfounded for a moment, called out quickly.
"Is there anything else?" Li Luo looked at her curiously.
"The weather in Caohai is changing tonight. If nothing happens, just stay in the tent and don't come out." After a pause, Xiang Liuer added, "It's cold."
Li Luo looked at Xiang Liu'er, speechless for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled: "I know." After saying that, he walked back. Xiang Liu'er looked at Li Luo's back with a soft expression, as if he was a little envious, and kept looking at
He followed him to Gu Lianglei's side, and lovingly pulled the cloak around her shoulders. He didn't know what he said before the two of them walked into the tent. Before entering, Gu Lianglei looked back at Xiang Liu'er,
He nodded slightly. Xiang Liu'er also returned a half salute. After they entered the tent, Xiang Liu'er's face was no longer tender. It was as cold as the snow on Yueying Mountain that had not melted for a hundred years.
This night, Caohai must not be peaceful.
Li Luo quickly ordered the soldiers in the camp to be on guard to prevent the rebels from rushing into the camp. Generals Qian Yi followed the order and left. After only a cup of tea, they heard the chaotic sound of horse hooves coming from the shore of Cuomugu Lake.
There was an uproar of voices and shouts, coming and going, and gradually there was also the sound of weapons clashing, which lasted for more than half an hour and did not subside.
Dagan's camp is still stable. In addition to the heavily guarded armored cavalry and Chinese cavalry officers, there is also an extra cavalry guarding them outside the camp. The leading general is Mengjue Banner Shanbu Guchen, who is guarding the outside, but
He didn't even say a word to the Dagan generals.
"Your Majesty, why don't you go out and take a look?" Tang Mengjue was still a little worried, looking at the red night sky outside the camp from time to time.
"We won't go. We won't worry about Caohai's own affairs. If we go out, we won't be able to help. Instead, we'll be in the way. Just let them go." Li Luo was speechless and whispered, "They are all dead."
good."
Everyone smiled after hearing this, but did not take it seriously. If he really thought so, they would not take the risk of inviting Martial Lord Caohai to fight. I am afraid that he is still secretly hating himself for saving Xiang Liu'er.
The shouts of death rang out all night and did not calm down until dawn the next day.
The weather has indeed changed in Caohai. When you open the curtains, you will see a vast expanse of white snow. The vast plains are covered with white snow. It is so thick that it covers the ground. It actually covers up the grass that was exposed on the ground the day before. Occasionally, it pops out.
Several sharp points were shivering in the snow.
After the weather changed, the wind became much colder. Li Luo stretched out his hand and tried it. Fortunately, it was not as cold as the winter in Zhuocheng. It was snowing, but he felt that it was not because of the cold, and he wanted something else.
As soon as Li Luo arrived outside the tent, Qian Yi walked over quickly, stepped closer and said in a low voice: "General, go and have a look, she wants to kill someone."
"Who? Xiang Liu'er? Who is she going to kill?" Li Luo secretly wondered. After killing all night, could it be that he hasn't killed enough yet? This woman must be crazy.
Qian Yi stopped talking, took a breath, and spit out three words: "King Meng Jue."
Li Luo was stunned and speechless for a long time. For some reason, she felt a similar sense of desolation. She probably didn't have many relatives in this world. Apart from Xiao Shang, King Meng Jue was probably the closest person to her. If he killed him, she and Cao Cao would be the same.
Hai's grievances and hatreds have become a little lighter.
Li Luo thought for a while and said: "Let's go and have a look." Qian Yi responded and led Li Luo to a place in the camp. In fact, he could find it without Qian Yi leading the way.
The surrounding area was filled with soldiers from the sea of grass, which was so impenetrable that not even an insect could crawl in.
After walking over, I saw that the faces of these Caohai soldiers were extremely strange. They were a little surprised, but more frightened. With the remaining power from the previous battle with Wu Zun, the Caohai soldiers automatically separated a road to let Li Luo in. When they saw
His expression was gloomy and uncertain afterwards, but he still had a little more respect. It was true that Caohai respected martial arts.
At the front of the crowd, Jibu Chuhe and Dari Achi had already come over at some unknown time and looked intently at the empty space surrounded by everyone. After Li Luo approached, Jibu Chuhe looked back at him and squeezed out a sigh of relief.
Smiling, with some resentment and helplessness, he said: "Your Majesty, who exactly did you save?"
Li Luo didn't say anything and looked there quietly. Xiang Liu'er stood on the snow pretty, with a cold expression on Sheng Xue's face, without any waves, while King Meng Jue knelt in front of her, with disheveled hair and chest heaving.
A line of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, dripping onto the ground and staining it with a dazzling red spot.
Among the onlookers were Yaoting's An Guhe and Linghu Dan. They also had the same expressionless faces, looking at Xiang Liu'er and King Meng Jue indifferently. Li Luo sighed secretly, and for some reason there was a heartbreaking feeling between his eyebrows.
It hurts, but fortunately I didn't see Xiao Shang. I don't know if she was hiding, or if Xiang Liu'er didn't want her to appear in front of everyone.
Xiang Liuer leaned over and said a few words in King Meng Jue's ear. The distance was so far that he couldn't hear clearly what she said. He could only hear King Meng Jue sneer a few times in a tone of resignation or sarcasm.
Just when he raised his head and was about to speak, Xiang Liu'er pulled out a half-foot-long dagger from his sleeve and stabbed the neck of King Mengjue viciously and ruthlessly. With a slight turn of his wrist and a stroke of the dagger, the dagger was more than half a foot long.
A gash was left on King Meng Jue's neck, almost cutting off his entire head from his shoulder. Blood spattered everywhere, on the snow, on the dagger, on the hem of his skirt, and on his hands.
King Mengjue fell to the ground slumped, twitching like mud for a few times, and then fell silent. The crowd around him was silent, and he could only hear the rapid breathing of everyone, and the heartbeats of others or his own, which was like beating.
drum.
The blood dyed the snow red, coquettish and eyes-burning, lying irregularly beside King Meng Jue. It seemed that one could hear screams, pity for their owner, or crying, or maybe it was just a short witness, which made people feel sad.
People know the decline of the heroic leader of Mengjue in Caohai.