The widow is a curse

Chapter 243 Little thing, do you miss me too? ! (1)

Holding the hourglass in his hand and chasing after him, Ou Langyin only saw a dark night sky.

Liu Linfeng strode over, nodded to Ou Langyin, and was about to rush into the tent.

Ou Langyin stretched out his arms to stop him, "The emperor is not feeling well. This attack is under the command of Lang Yin, and General Liu will be asked to assist him with all his strength!"

Liu Linfeng looked sideways at Ou Langyin, their eyes met, and he immediately understood what happened.

Slowly retracting his feet towards the tent, Liu Linfeng solemnly nodded to Ou Langyin.

"The soldiers and horses have been assembled, Mr. Ou, let's go!"

When Ou Langyin and Liu Linfeng led their soldiers and horses out of the camp, they were marching towards Tianmai Pass.

Bei Gonghan also quietly climbed up from a city wall on the east side of Tianmai Pass and sneaked into Tianmai Pass.

Following the night watch team, she successfully found the Garrison Mansion.

Walking carefully all the way to the inner house of the Garrison Mansion, Bei Gonghan quietly observed on the roof.

The garrison was peaceful, and it didn't look like an assassin had appeared.

Could it be that the snow has not come? !
Doubts flashed in his heart, but Bei Gonghan didn't dare to make a decision so easily.

With the sound of footsteps, two guards dragged a young man in from outside the courtyard.

The boy seemed to be gagged, although he was struggling hard, but he just made a whining sound.

Soon, the boy was dragged outside the hall with lights on.

The moonlight reflected the boy's face, his handsome face was full of fear, as if he already knew what terrible thing was waiting for him.

"Master, people brought it!"

A guard can report loudly.

"Bring it in!"

There was faint excitement in the slightly hoarse voice.

Bei Gonghan heard that it was Lie Yan's voice without a doubt.

The boy was pushed vigorously into the hall by the guards, and then the two guards turned and strode away.

There was only a sound of cups falling to the ground, and after a while, the young man rushed out from the hall.

The brocade clothes on his body had already been torn, exposing his pale and slender back.

Before he could rush down the steps, a figure had already flashed out from the hall and rushed in front of him, and he held him tightly in his arms with a raised hand.

The tall figure, the half-opened leather armor, and the loose hair are just like Lie Yan (raging flames).

(End of this chapter)