Just because he chooses good doesn't mean he has no evil.
The leader lowered his head, his back covered in cold sweat.
He still remembered the look in Stu's eyes when his scimitar was about to strike his chest.
Ice cold.
The look in his eyes when he spoke this time was not much better.
The oppressive feeling of Stu was so strong that the others, whether they had seen him or not, couldn't help but retreat.
Nastu glanced at the tents behind him and found that the number was about the same as he had estimated.
"How's everything going?"
"It's almost time. Great Khan, would you like to rest here tonight?"
This is the truth. Their battlefield is not here. Nastu and his team have never set foot on this land. The place where people live is intact.
"No, we'll be stationed on the periphery."
Nastur tightened the reins and the horse turned.
"Return trip."
"yes."
The leader looked at the herd of horses that were gradually moving away, his two swords fell to the ground, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his hands.
"They just left like that?" asked the leader's wife.
He turned around and said to his people, "Don't worry, that Si Tu is not a murderer."
"He is now the Khan of all our people on the grassland. You don't need to draw your sword when you see him in the future."
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The lake water in early October had already shown signs of freezing. Su Yumo casually scooped up some water, smeared it on his face, and then crawled into bed.
Despite being exposed to the wind and sun every day, her skin is still smooth.
I don’t know how long her 99-point foundation can last.
She vaguely felt someone approaching. She was not sleeping well, and her mind kept circling around the children, women and men she saw tonight.
"Still asleep?"
Nastu put his arm around Su Yumo's shoulders and let Su Yumo lean half in his arms.
Nastu came in from outside, his clothes were all cold, and the temperature in the quilt dropped sharply.
Su Yumo wanted to get away from this big block of ice, so he twisted his body and turned inside.
"Don't move." His hand moved from Su Yumo's shoulder to her waist, and his big hand covered her belly.
"You're too cold." Su Yumo muttered.
After hearing this, Nastu stood up, took off his outer robe and threw it on the ground, leaving his inner garment on and lifted the blanket.
His left arm passed through her neck and rested on her arm, and his right hand rested on Su Yumo's abdomen, wrapping her completely in his arms.
"Is this all right?"
He rubbed his chin against the woman's hair, feeling a little aggrieved.
In fact, Su Yumo could still feel a slight chill, but the little spark that wanted to stick to him burned away that chill.
"It's okay."
Now she understood why her best friend refused to go out in the winter no matter how much she was called out. With a boyfriend who warmed the bed like this, who would go out in the cold?
Poor thing, she was a single puppy at that time.
Ever since the war began, Stu's nerves have been on edge, and he was looking forward to a good night's sleep.
Now, there is no trouble, and I have a beautiful woman in my arms. Everything is going well.
Su Yumo still couldn't sleep, and asked softly: "Will there really be no war in the future?"
Nastu tightened his arms, letting the woman in his arms lean tightly against him.
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