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Male God, a Little Su - Chapter 200

Published at 13th of October 2021 09:37:42 AM


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He could hardly wait to run to her.

Give her a late surprise——

……

"General! You're back!"

Zhong Xiaowu and Meng Tian rushed to her side, and tears fell before they spoke.

Each one cried like a child, which made Su Yan dislike it.

"It's OK to cry. Don't throw your nose on me."

Then she turned over and dismounted, took off the cloth bag from her horse and threw it to an adjutant.

"Go, hang these heads outside our camp and ask whether Daliao will fall or not!"

As she spoke, she strode into the tent.

"Also, take good care of my horse. It's worn out these days."

I didn't expect that tuobazhuo could run so well. It can be seen that people can do anything to survive in a desperate situation.

Zhong Xiaowu wiped his tears and ran after him. "General, general, my subordinates have another thing to tell --"

Before the voice fell, Su Yan had passed through the crowd and his vision was firmly locked on the man in white who was sitting in a wheelchair.

He is thin and has clear facial features.

Pale and terrible, only a pair of warm eyes, looking at her at the moment, there is a deep smile and joy in her eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Su Yan was surprised and happy. She took off her machete and threw it to Zhong Xiaowu. She walked to Yan Fengmian and held his hand. "It's so cold. Why do you wear so little?"

She twisted her eyebrows and looked at her ragged cloak. She didn't know how much blood it had stained, and it was dry brown.

Yan Fengmian really clasped her fingers for the rest of her life before she knew how much she cared about her.

With a smile on his lips, he let Su Yan complain. He just held her in his hand and refused to release it.

Such a clever appearance made the soldiers look at it and smack their tongue.

No matter the external rumors or what they saw with their own eyes, they don't think Yan Fengmian is a good tempered and kind person.

But now, he obediently let Su Yan scold in front of everyone. Instead of losing face, he showed a gentle smile.

This is really one thing down, brine point tofu.

"I'll take it at ten days nine. Don't worry."

Yan Fengmian's voice is as clear and beautiful as ever, but now it's a little dull because she hasn't slept for many days.

He looked at Su Yan carefully. When he saw the narrow knife edge that almost pierced her eyes on her left face, he breathed, and there was a tingling pain in his heart.

"Your face --"

His thin lips closed tightly and looked at him, "who hurt you?"

At the moment, his heart was burning with anger, burning his eyes red. Whoever it is, he will frustrate it!

"Tuoba Zhuo."

Su Yan slanted her face, raised her hand carelessly and touched the wound, which made her 'hiss' in pain.

"Don't touch it, call the doctor to come and see." Yan Fengmian immediately grabbed her and wouldn't let her touch it.

I've been thinking about it. Send someone to look for the best medicine to remove the scar immediately.

"Why? Dislike me?" Su Yan smiled. She really cared about her face, but the sword had no eyes on the battlefield. It would be good if she could protect her life. She had forgotten these things for a while since the battlefield.

Moreover, tuobazhuo's face was cut in half by her.

Revenge.

"Let me see."

Yan Fengmian twisted his eyebrows and pulled the lasu rouge.

Su Yan bent down obediently with a smile. His eyes were full of water waves and unspeakable tenderness, "I'm afraid you can't help me revenge, because I've taken off his head --"

Before he finished, he suddenly felt a cold and soft touch from the wound.





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