The horse trotted deep in the mountains. It wasn't running very fast, because it was nighttime and it was hard to see clearly. He Yan felt a little sorry. He finally got on Green Ear, but he didn't feel the legendary feeling of "crossing mountains and rivers as if walking on flat ground".

It's really a shame.

Starlight and moonlight leaked through the branches of the forest. He Yan was riding on his horse and finally had the heart to look at the surrounding scenery. It was not a big deal when he saw a wolf lying down not far away, presumably dead.

She was stunned for a moment, then took a few steps forward and saw another wolf corpse.

After seeing about three wolf corpses like this, He Yan realized that this was not a coincidence. She swallowed her saliva and asked cautiously: "Xiao... Governor, did you do all this?"

"If we meet them on the road, we can get rid of them. Otherwise, it will follow us all the way and cause trouble," he replied.

He Yan sighed in her heart, look, he is indeed a young killer, he started killing people at the first sign of disagreement, no wonder they didn't encounter any wild wolves along the way, it turned out that the brave ones were killed by Xiao Jue. She looked at the wolf corpses again, all of them were killed by a sword in the throat, the wound was very small, very accurate.

Her eyes moved down slightly and landed on the sword on Xiao Jue's waist. Everyone knew that General Feng Yun had a famous horse and a precious sword. The horse was called Lu Er and the sword was called Yin Qiu. Her Qinglang blade was shining green and could cut iron like mud. It was said that Yin Qiu's body was crystal clear, like frost and snow. Now Yin Qiu was worn on Xiao Jue's waist, and the sword was not unsheathed, so nothing could be seen.

These wolves should have died under the Yinqiu Sword. Since ancient times, precious swords have been given to heroes. He Yan felt that he was a hero. Whenever he saw the precious sword, he couldn't help but want to touch it.

She quietly reached out and touched back.

Suddenly, he felt his hand stiffen, and He Yan immediately let go, shouting: "I didn't mean to touch your waist, I just wanted to touch your sword!"

After a while, a voice came from behind, suppressing anger, "You can keep silent."

"I'll be bored to death if I don't talk." He Yan said, "Commander-in-chief, you don't have to be so serious." She said, "Look, you killed so many wolves, but you didn't take them away. In the end, these wolves were eaten by foxes in the mountains. Not to mention eating meat, the wolf skin is the best. The fur of the one I killed was incomplete, so it can only be made into boots. But the fur of the ones you killed was not damaged, and it is enough to make a cloak. But the wolf skin cloak is not very suitable for you. I think the material of your clothes is more expensive, so why not give it to me? With a wolf skin cloak in winter, I can roll in the snow."

Xiao Jue seemed to be confused by her nonsense, but he actually responded to her. Although his tone was not very good, he curled his lips and said sarcastically: "You like wolf skin so much, no wonder you didn't even let go of the dead wolf in the pit."

"That's not the case. I'm just too cold." He Yan shook his head. "The governor loves cleanliness and doesn't like dirt. He won't allow the blood of animals to stain his clothes. We are different. Let alone a dead wolf, I've even slept on a pile of dead bodies."

There was silence for a moment, and Xiao Jue asked, "When?"

"It happened when I was a kid. I don't remember it very clearly." He Yan looked at the stars in the sky. "At that time, I had no choice but to save my life. I was left alone. After all, I was the only one who survived the pile of dead bodies."

She thought Xiao Jue would ask what was going on, and was about to make up a story, but Xiao Jue did not ask, so her prepared speech fell through.

He Yan's thoughts returned to the past.

It was not long after she arrived in Mo County that a group of new recruits from the Suyue Army encountered the Western Qiang people at the edge of the desert.

They were all new soldiers who did not know how to fight, but they relied on their blood and courage. However, this blood and courage was soon dispersed by the ferocity of the Western Qiang people. In the end, the whole group of new soldiers was wiped out.

He Yan was also seriously injured at the time, but she was not dead. She hid under the bodies of the others and was still alive. The Western Qiang people set all the bodies on fire and then walked away. At that time, He Yan felt that she was really doomed and would die in this desert.

Who knew that God would not let her die, and it suddenly started to rain, and the rain extinguished the flames on the body. He Yan had no strength to move, nor did she dare to move, and she didn't even dare to cry.

The boy who had fought with her yesterday was now a motionless corpse, and the elder brother who had scolded her in the morning had already been beheaded. Lying among the broken limbs and corpses, she experienced the cruelty of war for the first time. She was among the dead, smelling the blood, and crying all night long.

At dawn, a passerby passed by and buried all the bodies on the spot. He collected the bodies for them and found the dying He Yan and saved her life.

Later, He Yan thought countless times that although she was a man in the capital, she was not strong enough. In her heart, she probably left a way out for herself. But after that night, she often did not leave a way out for herself. She was not a girl, and no one could wipe her tears on the battlefield. The only thing she had to do was to survive every life-and-death fight.

At any time, survival is the first priority. In order to survive, what does it matter if she lives next to a wolf corpse? If necessary, if she really can't get out, she can eat raw wolf meat.

But Xiao Jue probably couldn't understand.

He Yan sighed softly in his heart. At this moment, he really felt a chill.

The young man was wearing a black robe and black armor, and his cloak kept him cool. He Yan was a little afraid of dirtying his clothes, so he didn't dare to lean back too much, but he couldn't help but look up at him. From this angle, he could just see his beautiful jawline.

Xiao Jue was really good-looking. In both his past and present lives, He Yan had to admit this fact. He was handsome and heroic, graceful and elegant. Although he was indifferent, he always had a bit of casualness that made people itch.

The most beautiful feature of his life is his eyes, which are as clear and cool as autumn water, as if nothing in the world is reflected in his eyes. This makes people wonder how gentle these eyes would be if they looked at someone seriously one day.

She thought again of the hand that Xiao Jue stretched out to her in the pit, and inexplicably thought of "the fingers were as sharp and long as spring bamboo shoots, and the eyes were as clear and blue as autumn waves", and felt that this was really a perfect match for this person.

No wonder he had the nickname "Jade-faced Governor". Thinking about it, she really didn't want to accept it. They were both young generals, so why was he called "Jade-faced Governor" while she could only be called "Masked General"? He Yan thought, if she had taken off her mask at that time, she might have been given a nickname like "Pan An in the Army".

She was still thinking to herself, not realizing that she was staring at Xiao Jue's face with admiration one moment, and sighing in frustration the next, like a madman. In Xiao Jue's eyes, it was really puzzling.

And pretty stupid.