Chapter 1287

The man next to him touched his arm. The soldier quickly regained his mind. After converging the mood in his eyes, he drank with a smile, but the wine didn't reach his mouth. Instead, he covered with his other hand and let the wine in the cup flow into his cuffs.

At night, the drunken soldiers fell asleep, and the remaining soldiers who didn't drink were still standing guard.

"Hei hei, the royal highness of the princess is very wise. Now the kids have eaten wine and eaten meat. Tomorrow we will eat them. If you don't fight, the court will support us. How comfortable our days should be."

A soldier on guard fantasized.

"Bah! How big your face is, the war must be fought. I thought I wanted to be a starving ghost on the battlefield. Now I have enough to eat and drink, and I eat better than the new year. Even if I die on the battlefield, I am satisfied. "

"You're right. We are from the state of Wu. Those hateful aliens have taken away the city of the state of Wu. We must take it back."

They were chatting. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashed.

"Who!!"

The dark figure suddenly stopped. The next moment, he bent over and covered his lower body with his hands, looking embarrassed.

"Hey hey... Brother, it's me. I drank too much today, so I don't... I'm in a hurry..." he scratched his head in embarrassment, as if he was very embarrassed.

The two guards also smiled. "Understand what I feel shy about. You can say that, but go away. Don't let your urine smell smoke you and your royal highness!"

"Good, good! I'll go away. Thank you, brothers. " The soldier covered his lower body and walked in a strange way.

"It seems that the boy is in a hurry!" The two guards pointed to the soldier's funny running posture and laughed.

After walking to the place where there was no one, there was a trace of embarrassment on the soldier's face. He looked suspicious. He quickly took out a piece of charcoal from his sleeve, then pulled off a piece of cloth and wrote something on it.

At night, in the jungle, the voice of owls cooed.

"Remember, this must be handed over to the North King."

"OK."

After taking over his head, the soldier deliberately messed up his clothes, then turned around and wanted to go.

Suddenly a plop came from behind.

As soon as the soldier's body was stiff, he subconsciously wanted to run. However, he was pinched by a pair of big palms under his neck, and then he was ruthlessly thrown on the trunk.

He stared in horror, because in front of him, he could see clearly the blood red even in the dark, and the head of the person who had just connected with him was opposite him, with a pair of dead eyes open, his body fell down, and the big wound on his neck was constantly flowing fresh blood.

"Tut... I thought you would keep it for a while." Behind him came the woman's crisp laughter, followed by the man's cold hum.

He quickly got up and wanted to open his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound, and his hands and feet were soft and couldn't move.

After seeing the faces of the two people again, his soul was scared.

The gorgeous woman in front of her is jealous, but she doesn't have a trace of femininity. On the contrary, the eyes make people jump with fear. Isn't the man who is in charge of the army of the state of Wu, the king of Zhenbei?