Wanwan pinched the ear of Jiujiu in her arms, and her eyes fell on Fugui, who was dressed in black outside the window.
Although she was puzzled as to why Fugui appeared in Mi Valley, she didn't know why. Looking at the unspeakable loyalty in Fugui's calm eyes, she inexplicably felt that Fugui should not be a spy.
Wanwan: "Second brother, put down the knife. Wealth and honor are not for spies."
Hearing this, Xiao Moqing turned his gaze to Wanwan beside him and gave her a look that said, "Are you sure, sister?"
Wanwan: [If Fugui is really a spy, it would be easy for him to kill us both.]
easy?
Xiao Moqing was the first to disagree when he heard this. With such high martial arts skills, how could he be afraid of this little secret guard?
Although Xiao Moqing was unwilling to accept it, under the determined gaze of the little girl, Xiao Moqing finally retracted the dagger in his hand.
The next second, Fugui, who was standing outside the window, put the cat in the little princess's hand aside, took out a small porcelain bottle from his sleeve and handed it to him.
Wanwan said, “For you.”
Fugui lowered his eyes and looked at the small porcelain bottle lying quietly in his palm.
Seeing that he seemed a little confused, Wanwan stretched out her little finger and pointed at her neck and said, "Apply it on your wound."
After saying that, Wanwan added, "I believe you are not a bad person."
Fugui held tightly the ointment given by the little princess. This was the fourth gift the little princess gave him.
whee.
Inside the house, Xiao Moqing watched the man turn and leave, and couldn't help but ask, "Sister, do you really believe that he's not a spy? What if Wan Fangcai is just pretending?"
Wanwan picked up Jiujiu from the ground again and said, "Second brother, did you notice Fugui's martial arts in the Secret Valley?"
Xiao Moqing: "Martial arts?"
Wanwan nodded. "Yes, it was his martial arts. I was almost blown to the edge of the cliff by the strong wind, and it was Fugui who suddenly appeared and saved me. And also when we were tied up by vines, I almost fell to the ground, but he caught me steadily."
Xiao Moqing scratched his head, "Just because he saved you?"
Wanwan: “…”
Because he's fast! His speed and agility clearly show he's a trained athlete.
Xiao Moqing quickly said, "I know, because he's fast! His movements show that he's a martial artist!"
Wanwan nodded her head vigorously. "Judging from his movements, his fighting ability must be higher than yours, second brother. If he's a spy, killing us would be a piece of cake, right? If he's not, having someone like him protecting us would make us feel much safer."
"Let's think even worse. If he's really a spy, he hasn't taken action yet. He must be trying to get something from us. A fox will always show his true colors one day. But my sixth sense tells me that Fugui is definitely not a spy."
Xiao Moqing: "Sister, you said a lot, but the last sentence is the key point, right?"
Wanwan: [Hehe, as long as my second brother knows.]
Wanwan: "I am a little fairy in heaven, second brother, you have to listen to me."
"..." Xiao Moqing curled his lips and said, "Okay, my little fairy."
After the chat, the adult and the child went to bed and would return to Beijing the next day.
Wanwan hugged Jiujiu and crawled into the quilt. Ever since she fed it, Jiujiu liked her very much and always stuck to her.
Although Master Changyu felt a little jealous, Little Tuanzi and her father would be leaving for home tomorrow, and it would only be the last night, so he let Jiujiu stay with her for one last night.
In the past, my sleep quality was very good every night. I would have a dreamless night or a sweet dream, and wake up the next day full of energy.
But today, she had a nightmare.
…
Amidst the flying dust, one could hear the neighing of war horses, the roar of soldiers, and the heart-wrenching screams of civilians in the distance.
The strong smell of blood, flesh and body parts scattered all over the ground, mixed with the smell of burning trees.
Waves of pain drilled into the tip of her nose. Wanwan knelt on the ground, looking at the bloody and mangled head with its eyeballs falling out of its sockets, and couldn't help vomiting.
"vomit--"
She knelt on the ground and vomited for a long time, finally standing up and looking up.
All I saw was the dilapidated city walls, flames of war, and corpses everywhere.
The next second, an arrow shot towards her back.
"Get down!"
A familiar male voice came from her ears. Before Wanwan looked back, she was knocked to the ground.
Wanwan's head was protected by a hand.
"Where are the guards? Why are you here alone?"
Wanwan looked up when he heard the voice and saw the familiar face of his second brother.
But compared to my second brother's fair face, this face looks like it has been through the battlefield.
Her fair skin was tanned, and her face was covered with wounds of varying sizes, both new and old.
The wound on his cheek looked like it had just been cut and was still bleeding.
Is this her second brother?
A bit similar, but not quite.
Wanwan opened her mouth and wanted to call him, but found that she couldn't speak.
Arrows shot towards the two of them. Xiao Moqing held a sword in his hand and knocked away several swords shot at them, then threw down the sword and carried her onto the horse.
At this moment, an arrow suddenly shot into his calf.
He bent his knees and almost fell to his knees, but in the end he still endured the pain and carried her onto the horse, "Let's go!"
There was a roar, and the horse was so scared that it rushed forward!
Wanwan held the reins tightly and looked back at the man not far away. With red eyes, she saw her second brother holding a sword in his left hand and smiling at her.
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