Chapter 870

Murong Xue refused mercilessly. The fifth prince was not angry and said with a smile: "when the girl comes to Shuicheng, you must inform me. I will do my best to treat the girl well."

Thank you very much Murong snow back to him, a pair of do not want to talk to him more appearance.

The fifth Prince didn't mind and said, "goodbye!" When he turned around, the smile on his face disappeared. Instead, his face was full of killing and cold orders: "return to the city!"

"Yes The elite soldiers of Shuicheng took orders, followed closely behind the fifth Prince and retreated orderly.

A general in his thirties frowned and ran quickly to the fifth prince. He lowered his voice and said, "emperor, we are leaving like this?"

"What else?" The fifth Prince's face was gloomy: the archer, the wooden ladder has been destroyed, and the woman is in Jincheng again. They have no chance to win the battle. If they continue to fight, they will only increase the casualties. It is better to withdraw first and attack Jincheng again when the woman is gone

"I'm afraid, but the woman won't leave..." The general spoke of his worries.

The fifth Prince disagreed: "don't worry, she will leave..." She is not a qianxuan person, nor is she a helper invited by Dan taichen. When she has visited Jincheng, she will definitely leave. Now, Jincheng is full of ruins and there is nothing to visit. At most, she will be bored and tired of seeing it in a few days at most!

He has been waiting for three years. It doesn't matter if he waits a few days!

"Emperor, must we avoid her?" The general pondered for a moment and asked his doubts: it is just a woman. They are rich in talents in the water city. No matter how difficult she is, they can cope with it. There is no need to avoid her

The fifth Prince's eyes were dignified: "she is a war master. To avoid her, you can avoid the death of many elite soldiers and the damage of many important tools..." After three years of fighting, he also lost a lot of manpower and material resources. Now, the war is tight, and what can not be lost should not be lost as much as possible

The general suddenly realized: "is the end of the general stupid..."

The elite soldiers of Shuicheng have gone far, and the battle has come to an end.

Tan Tai Mo breathed a long sigh of relief and ordered the soldiers to clean up the battlefield. The soldiers had experienced many such battles for a long time. They were very skilled in helping the wounded, carrying corpses, and flushing blood

Dan Tai Mo turned to look at Murong snow, full of gratitude: "thank you very much for Murong girl's help."

Murong snow gently smile: "don't be polite." A friend, she lived in the residence of the tan Tai Mo brothers, to help them guard the city

Suddenly his shoulder tightened, Murong Xue fell into a warm embrace, and a faint smell of black bamboo lingered on the tip of his nose. Murong Xue raised his head and saw Ouyang Shaochen's beautiful poetic and picturesque face: "where did you go just now?" When she came to the city wall, she began to compete with the elite soldiers of Shuicheng. She didn't pay attention to Ouyang Shaochen's trend

"Right next to me, watching you." Ouyang Shaochen's voice is light. She likes to move, so he asks her to do it. If she likes to help, he asks her to help. He will always be watching to ensure that she is not hurt

Light fire lotus fragrance mixed with if there is no blood gas lingering around the tip of the nose, Ouyang Shaochen eyes a Lin, up and down looked at her: "you are injured?"

"Oh, No Murong snow gently shakes her head, there is no pain on her body, absolutely not injured.

"Then how can you have a bloody smell?" Ouyang Shaochen's eyes are deep. Her dress is clean and clean without any blood stains

"Blood smell?" Murong snow pulled up his sleeve and smelled it carefully. The fresh breath was mixed with a little blood smell: "it is estimated that the blood in the air has infected me."

I see!

Ouyang Shaochen's heart hanging slightly put down, looking down at Murong snow: "the battle has ended, let's go back." Such a heavy smell of blood needs to be washed away as soon as possible

"Good." Murong snow nodded, and she didn't like the bloody smell on her body: "the ninth prince, let's go first."

"Help yourself." Tan Tai Mo stands on the city wall and looks after Ouyang Shaochen. Murong Xue walks away and his eyes are frozen. He turns around thoughtfully. He doesn't want to see the emperor standing behind him. He looks at Ouyang Shaochen and the direction of murongxue

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