Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

"Where are there more?" Bai Li propped himself up and asked.

The girl took off the goggles, rubbed her swollen eyes, and said, "Aren't you the one? Whoever falls first will be eaten. As a regular national martyr, I still have a sense of survival."

"Are you all so cruel?"

On the side, Gongsun couldn't help opening his eyelids.

"I am far worse than my predecessors. The first generation of Guoshang who passed away once lay in ambush on the grassland for a month in order to complete the mission. The food was exhausted and he ate grass for half a month to maintain his life."

"Dare to ask, how did that assassin die?"

"Hungry to the point of dizziness, in a trance, he broke into the big tent of the Yuezhi army holding the assassination target, and was beaten to death by a group of people."

"Heroic..." Gongsun praised with twitching corners of his eyes.

The girl said that she used the rescued little nobles as food reserves, but she was only joking to adjust the atmosphere.

At this moment, there was a burst of orderly and hurried footsteps in the forest, followed by a familiar voice.

"Everyone has been hiding in Tibet for several days, and you can really run."

The general of Baiyue, Lan He, had a terribly gloomy face. From the other route of Guoshang's escape, a team blocked the boys and girls to plan their retreat.

"Miss Assassin, you have failed my goodwill, so I decided to send you on the road together, so as not to be lonely."

The situation... is worrisome, there is no backup, only a group of assassins who have lost their combat effectiveness, the ultimate value of a small person is sacrifice and abandonment, the girl who died of the country has long since awakened, the mission failed, and she became a useless abandoned child, but... I am so unwilling, not yet I have seen the prosperity of Haiyan and Heqing, but I have never seen the bustling and brightly lit capital.

When death knocked at the door, she seemed a little frightened.

Take a deep breath... calm down.

The mourning girl stared closely at the slowly advancing encirclement, her blood seemed to be covered in snow, frozen to the point of no longer flowing.

When the fear looms large, keep smiling.

The corner of the girl's mouth raised.

Will you die?Bleeding hurts, hunger hurts too, I want to live... I don't want to die in a foreign country.

"With that expression, do you want to surrender?"

the general asked again.

"Sorry...can you use a little more force when chopping? I'm afraid of pain."

"it is good……"

Lan He was stunned for a moment, and then agreed.

"People in the Central Plains always value unwarranted things, and you, who claim to be the people of a big country, put on a pair of shackles on your own."

The elite soldiers raised their swords expressionlessly.

The girl turned her back to Guoshang, the assassin who trusted her, and held the long sword across her chest.

A life as short as a snowflake.

The poor life that condenses, flutters, and melts at the touch of a touch will eventually return to the soil.

Breaking away from the established fate of being sacrificed by the Yan State has some meaning for the time being.

While smiling, tears fell.

"……madness."

Blue River commented.

"That's right."

Who is responding? ?

Lan He looked back suddenly, frowning tightly. The soldiers who were about to attack were a little at a loss, and their eyes focused on the general.

"Mr. Yan Ce... why are you here?" He saw a figure walking out of the forest and asked in a cold voice.

"Your officer said that he found my lovely companions, and he was so eager to take me to visit three mountains in a row."

“Such enthusiasm deserves praise.”

Yan Ce pulled out Tai Ah, there was a humming sound, the edge of the sword was slightly cold, and he said with an angry smile:

"However, thinking that the officer who served as an officer didn't even know the way, and the corpse was a vegetarian meal, I have chopped it for the general."

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"Your Highness—"

Among the trees, the girl of national mourning stared at the boy holding the sword under the sky, and she couldn't help but exclaimed. She liberated the avengers from all over the country of Yan. Broken shadows with swaying branches and leaves lay at his feet, and her black pupils shone with flame-like anger.

Beside her, the members of the assassin team helped each other to get up with difficulty, and the faces that were close to Sanwu were filled with shock and puzzled thoughts.

It's Your Highness!

"……Hello everyone."

Yan Ce quietly glanced at the unfamiliar but familiar faces, without any special expression on his face, but soon raised a reassuring smile.

"Your Highness!"