After I kissed the rough man Khan, I was busy farming in the grassland

Chapter 676 Ending: That's also a fool who misses you (Part )
Murong Ce was determined to risk his life to die together with this group of men.

When people give their lives away, they will find that there is nothing to be afraid of.

Murong Ce was blood-thirsty, and that group of people were also blood-thirsty.

Seeing more and more brothers being killed or injured, the black man could no longer bear it and stabbed Li Xianyun with his knife.

It is not difficult to see how much Murong Ce cherishes the woman behind him, and he is willing to sacrifice his life to protect her.

So what if the woman died?
There was no need for Murong Ce to fight desperately. He was heartbroken and gave them an opportunity to take advantage of him.

Murong Ce was entangled in the fight and had no time to spare.

He looked at the sharp blade stabbing towards Li Xianyun in horror, "No!"

As his attention was distracted, Murong Ce was stabbed several times again.

Just as the sharp blade was about to pierce Li Xianyun, a sharp arrow pierced the black man's chest at lightning speed.

Then arrows fell like rain, and those who attacked Li Xianyun and Murong Ce fell to the ground one after another.

Some died.

Some rolled on the ground in pain, crying for their parents.

Li Xianyun looked at the direction where the arrow came from.

On a high sand dune, there stood a man, sitting astride a flaming horse, sheathing his bow and arrow.

Behind him were several soldiers riding on tall horses, each holding a bow and arrow.

Li Xianyun looked at the man in the lead and her eyes instantly became moist.

Because most of the men were shot dead, Murong Ce had the time to look at Li Xianyun.

It would have been better not to watch it. After watching it, Murong Ce felt even more sad and upset.

The attachment in Li Xianyun's eyes cannot be deceived. A person will only have such an expression in front of his or her closest relatives.

She would never look at herself like this.

The black man was shot and wounded, and with his last breath he stabbed Murong Ce with his sword.

Murong Ce subconsciously tried to block it with his fan, but he paused as soon as he picked up the fan, and finally put it down slowly.

Let the blade pierce his chest.

The black strong man was shocked that he actually succeeded.

However, because he was injured, he could not use any strength, so Murong Ce could just use his fan to block the soft and slow sword.

But Murong Ce did not do that. Instead, he opened his arms and watched the blade pierce into his chest.

There is no love in life.

Murong Ce spat out a mouthful of blood and fell off his horse.

After a few rustling sounds, all the men were shot to the ground.

Li Xianyun got off the camel and walked up to Murong Ce.

Murong Ce was lying on the ground, his body and face covered in blood, and the yellow sand stained with blood was stuck to his handsome face.

He looked up at Li Xianyun, dark red blood flowing from his mouth, and spoke with difficulty, "Xian'er, if I become a good person in the next life, you won't hate me so much, right?"

Li Xianyun did not hesitate, "If you are not a bad person, why should I hate you?"

Actually, to be honest, Murong Ce was quite nice to her.

Although he wanted to force himself on her at first, he never did that afterwards and even saved her time and again.

If he hadn't killed Huan'er and hadn't done those bad things to her and Prince Rui's Mansion, how could she hate him?

Murong Ce smiled bitterly, "That's great, but I realized it too late in this life and made a big mistake. I won't do it again in the next life."

He forced himself to finish this sentence and put his head down heavily.

It’s great that Li Xianyun is safe.

Fine sand was blown into his nostrils with his breath, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

Maybe dying people can't feel pain.

He lived for twenty-three years in this cold and dark world. He spent his last years with the woman he loved. In the end, he died protecting her, which was a worthy death.

Murong Ce saw endless yellow sand rising from the sand dunes in the distance, and densely packed Khitan soldiers were galloping on their horses across the desert.

The leader was tall and strong, and was the man he envied most in his life.

Murong Ce's eyelids became heavier and heavier. He closed and opened again, closed and opened again. The third time, he never opened his eyes again. He fell asleep forever and fell into darkness forever.

Away from this miserable world.

Li Xianyun watched Murong Ce die, and felt mixed emotions for a moment.

"Xian'er!"

The man's loud voice came from afar, ecstatic. Li Xianyun looked up at Yelu Yan, a smile instantly appeared on her face, and she ran briskly in the direction of Yelu Yan.

The white dress flutters in the wind, like a nimble butterfly.

Yelu Yan pulled his horse hard, and together they left the army behind them far behind.

Soon Yelu Yan came up to her, and before the horse had stopped, he rashly jumped off the horse's back, and with a stretch of his long arms, he hugged Li Xianyun who was running towards him.

Li Xianyun stretched out her arms and hugged Yelu Yan's strong waist, burying her head deeply in Yelu Yan's chest.

Yelu Yan held Li Xianyun tightly, getting stronger and stronger.

Only those who have experienced it can understand the joy and cherishment of regaining something that has been lost.

Li Xianyun said in a tender voice in Yelu Yan's embrace: "Husband, you are hugging me so hard that it hurts."

Only then did Yelu Yan loosen his arm and turned his head to look at Li Xianyun.

However, Li Xianyun did not let him look. She turned her head away and hugged him tighter.

Yelu Yan kissed the top of her head, pinched her chin, and forced her to raise her head.

Her eyes were red and there were traces of tears in the corners of her eyes.

Yelu Yan was heartbroken.

"Xian'er, I'm sorry for making you suffer."

He didn't dare to make promises easily again. Last time, he said that he would never let Li Xianyun be frightened or wronged again, but she still did.

Li Xianyun looked up at Yeluyan.

His eye sockets were sunken, his eyes were red, his beard was untidy, and he had lost a lot of weight.

He was originally a handsome and heroic man, but now he has become so haggard because of her.

Painful.

Li Xianyun raised her hand and touched his cheek.

"Husband, how did you become like this?"

Yelu Yan stroked Li Xianyun's little face with his rough fingers, "What's this? If I can't find you again, I will really go crazy."

Li Xianyun put her head against Yelu Yan's chest and listened to his strong heartbeat. Only this made her feel at ease.

When Jinwu and others saw the Khan and the queen hugging each other, they pulled the reins, turned their backs, and waited not far away.

The horse's neighing made Li Xianyun break free from the embrace of her lover.

Yelu Yan looked down at her, his expression gentle, "Xian'er, let's go back to the palace."

As he said this, he was about to pick up Li Xianyun and carry her horizontally.

Li Xianyun, however, used her small hands to press against his solid chest.

Yelu Yan looked down at her, puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Li Xianyun looked at Murong Ce's body and said, "My husband, no matter what, he saved me three times. Let's bury him in peace."

Yelu Yan nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Li Xianyun pointed at Wen Yao's body and said, "And he has been very nice to me these days."

"Okay." Yelu Yan said, "There is a Gobi Desert ahead, which is suitable for burying the body there."

If a body is buried in the desert, the yellow sand will move with the strong wind, and even the deepest buried body will eventually be exposed.

"it is good."

Yelu Yan had the bodies of Murong Ce and Wen Yao put into bags, tied them onto camels' backs, and headed towards the Gobi Desert not far away.

When they arrived at the Gobi Desert, Yelu Yan had two large pits dug and placed the bodies of the two men in them.

Two new tombs were soon built.

Yelu Yan looked at Li Xianyun and asked, "Do we need to erect a monument for them two?"

"No need. If someone knew their identities, they would definitely be disturbed," Li Xianyun said, staring at Murong Ce's grave. "I hope you will be a good person in your next life."

After saying these words, Li Xianyun turned to look at Yelu Yan, "Husband, let's go."

Yelu Yan said "hmm" and helped Li Xianyun onto the camel's back.

There is a thick cushion there, which makes it more comfortable to sit on.

After Li Xianyun went up, Yelu Yan also rode on the camel's back, right behind her, holding her in his arms.

Along the way, Yelu Yan hugged Li Xianyun, looking at her quietly and infatuatedly, with smiles in his eyes.

Li Xianyun finally couldn't stand his anxious gaze anymore and glared at him, "Fool."

"That's just a fool who misses you."

There will be a sequel after the ending~