The widow is a curse

Chapter 88 The Boiling Blood
The rich daughter's red filled everyone's rough porcelain bowls.

Having personally touched the bowl with everyone, Bei Gonghan raised his face and drank the strong wine in the bowl in one gulp.

Only then did Luo Xingpo and the others respectfully pay her respects, and drank all the wine in their bowls.

After drinking, Luo Xingpo raised the rough porcelain bowl in his hand.

"Luo Xingpo swears to the sky that he is willing to work hard for the emperor, even if he dies!
"Willing to work hard for the emperor, I will die!"

The members of the "Advanced Soldiers" team solemnly swore.

Luo Xingpo raised the porcelain bowl in his hand high.

"If you break your oath, it will be like this porcelain bowl!"

After finishing speaking, he violently crushed the porcelain bowl in his hand.

Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
……

The porcelain bowls were crushed one after another.

Bei Gonghan stared at the people in front of him, and couldn't help being moved by them.

It seemed that she had returned to the bloody era before her rebirth.

And these young people in front of her are her comrades-in-arms, her brothers.

Taking a breath, she said emotionally, "Tomorrow, I will advance and retreat with you, and I will never leave my brother behind! If I break my oath, I will die like this porcelain bowl!"

After finishing speaking, she slowly raised the porcelain bowl in her hand, and tightened her fingers suddenly.

Snapped!
The thick black porcelain bowl shattered.

The blood of all the young people couldn't help boiling, and everyone's eyes were bright.

The next day.

Cuju field in the eastern suburbs.

The dragon flag is flying, and there are many soldiers and horses.

Seeing Bei Gonghan's emperor approaching in the distance, Bei Gongxiao, who was sitting on the horse, sneered.

After getting off his horse, he led a group of ministers to greet him respectfully.

Soon, Bei Gonghan in the dragon robe was helped out of the carriage by Zhang De and other young eunuchs.

Her head was full of blue hair bound by a golden crown, and she was wearing a snow-white fox fur cloak outside the lean white brocade.

The fur collar of the cloak stood up high, covering most of his face, only revealing a pair of lacquer-black eyes and a smooth and full forehead.

Although Bei Gonghan in front of him is still small, he has an aura of being alone in the world.

Looking around at the ministers kneeling on the ground, Bei Gonghan gently raised his palm.

"Everyone, follow me in, I think, today's competition will definitely be a battle of life and death! Absolutely wonderful!"

(End of this chapter)