Beiling Mengfrost Floating
"Frost Float—Frost Float—!"
Meng Qiyun cried with joy, waving his long sword and slashing around, causing blood and flesh to splatter everywhere.
He quickly caught up with the figure in white.
The figure in white turned around.
When the seventeen-year-old girl saw him, she curved her eyes and showed a faint smile that was a little shy and peaceful.
In the northern border of Yuan Kingdom, no one does not know the name Meng Shuangfu.
But only a very few people know that Meng Shuangfu, who has made great military achievements, is only seventeen years old this year.
Unlike the swift and graceful movements she used when killing enemies...
Meng Shuangfu has some soft flesh on her face, a pair of lively round eyes, and her appearance is surprisingly cute and soft.
"Little cousin."
Meng Shuangfu also spoke softly and seemed to be a person with a very good personality, even a little soft.
"This is a battlefield, little cousin, why don't you go kill the enemy?"
Meng Shuangfu blinked her big eyes, looked at him innocently, and asked softly.
There was a hint of danger in his voice.
However, in fact, Meng Shuangfu actually has a very bad temper.
Now that we are on the battlefield killing the enemy, how can we be soft-hearted?
She is like a knife hidden in cotton, impossible to guard against, and can pierce people's hearts from time to time.
Meng Qiyun stopped crying instantly, his eyes wandering, his hand wielding a knife to chop off the head, while making excuses...explaining:
"I, I, I'm killing the enemy... It's just that you, Shuangfu, arrived just in time and saved your cousin's life. I want to thank...thank...you..."
Meng Qiyun's eyes turned and he was caught off guard by a pair of dark blue eyes.
——These eyes were full of disgust, without any concealment.
"Master Beibeibeibeiling?!"
Meng Qiyun was shocked.
A bird with light blue patterns on its snow-white feathers and three long ice-blue tail feathers stood on Meng Shuangfu's left shoulder, looking at him speechlessly and saying:
"You kid, you're acting like a clown even on the battlefield. You're crying and running around everywhere. What kind of person are you?!"
Bei Ling looked at him with disdain, revealing an expression of "I can't bear to watch", turned away, shook his head and sighed, "Alas——"
"He looks exactly like your great-grandfather!"
Bei Ling was heartbroken and pointed at one of his wings, shaking with anger.
Meng Qiyun looked embarrassed and scratched his head.
After a pause, he immediately straightened his face and said seriously: "I will go and kill the enemy right away!"
After saying that.
His feet seemed to be greased, and without even looking back, he ran a long distance in an instant.
"Lord Bei Ling, you've persuaded my cousin to run away again."
Meng Shuangfu withdrew her gaze, the long sword in her hand spun, and she spoke softly amidst the splattering blood.
Bei Ling raised his wings, touched her head lovingly, and said softly, "We Shuangfu won't learn from him."
Bei Ling was unconsciously annoyed and said:
"He deserves it! He laughs and cries all the time, and he's so lazy and has no manners. He deserves a good talk!"
"If Lord Bei Ling is not angry, my little cousin will seem a little unreliable. He is still very steady when it comes to serious matters." Meng Shuangfu said.
Bei Ling sighed deeply and said nothing.
How could it not know?
It is precisely because he is reliable that they can let him go to the battlefield without any worries.
It just remembered that guy when it saw him...
My heart, which had long been unable to produce any emotions, suddenly ached.
Countless memories are fading, but the image of the cheerful and unrestrained person back then remains vivid.
Who doesn’t like hot and bright?
Even the Northern Spirit, who was born from the ice and grew up in the snow, would unconsciously cast his gaze towards that heat.
Bold, bright, colorful, and never fade.
Never mind, never mind...
Hasn't it seen enough of joys and sorrows, separations and reunions? Lifespans are an unbridgeable gap.
It lived for too long.
Even if we count from the day when it signed a contract with the Jiang royal family and became the "guardian god" of the northern border of Yuan Kingdom, it has existed in this world for a very long time.
In Yuan State, there is a "guardian god" at each of the eight border crossings.
However, the original contract only bound them to do their utmost to protect Yuan State in times of crisis.
On weekdays, they claim to be "guardian gods", but they hardly get involved in the disturbances inside and outside the Yuan Dynasty.
It seems that this is just their habitat, and the title of "guardian angel" is just a self-righteous name given by those people with very short lifespans.
Among these eight "guardian gods", only Bei Ling often appears in front of people and follows one person after another to go into battle.
In fact, Bei Ling didn't want to.
Bei Ling no longer wanted to appear in front of people. She also wanted to sleep for years like other "guardian gods"...
But there is always one passionate and flamboyant young man after another coming to it, saying things that it finds very funny.
It clearly scoffed at those words, but when it came to its senses, it had already followed them.
Because of some reason that even it itself cannot explain.
Bei Ling tilted his body and gently leaned on Meng Shuangfu's head. He lowered his head and looked at the seventeen-year-old girl.
Frost Floating...
Frost Floating will probably be the second person it will find hard to forget.
——It knew it the first time it saw her.
Frost floats, born in the icy north that is thousands of miles frozen in winter, but it has the agility and vitality of spring.
Not hot, but warm.
It's like a stream under the spring sunshine, slowly flowing through my heart.
Meng Shuangfu is the pride of the northern border of Yuan Kingdom.
If nothing unexpected happens, she will grow up to be the guardian of the North, just like her ancestors.
Bei Ling closed her eyes.
suddenly.
The girl's voice, with a clear smile, rang in my ears.
"Lord Bei Ling, we have won a great victory in this battle."
Overlapping with countless voices of crying and laughing... echoing.
"Lord Bei Ling, in this battle...
"Great victory!!!"
Bei Ling closed her eyes and said "hmm".
Great victory.
…………
The next day, at night.
In the vast sky and earth.
"As expected of Frost Float..."
Meng Qiyun held the hot tea and sighed, "It's too cloudy!"
As soon as the words come out.
The Marquis of Pingjiang who was standing next to him immediately raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head, his eyes wide open in anger, and said:
"How can you talk like that?! This is called tactics! You rascal, learn something from Shuang Fu!"
Suddenly, Meng Qiyun was hit by him and fell forward. The cup flew out of his hand and the hot tea spilled all over the ground.
Meng Qiyun screamed instantly:
"Ah! Lord! The tea I just cooled down!!"
He said with a sad face:
"I'm not saying Shuangfu is bad. I'm praising Shuangfu for being so powerful! He slaughtered them all in one fell swoop and captured a whole city. Of course Shuangfu is powerful!"
His eyes were filled with tears. He sat cross-legged on the ground, reached out to pick up the cup and put it aside, then took a new cup and placed it on the small table in front of him.
Across from him, the seventeen-year-old girl pursed her lips, smiled shyly, and raised her hand to make him another cup of tea.
After a pause, Meng Shuangfu stopped smiling and said with a gloomy expression:
"This time it was really dangerous. I didn't expect that the Lin Kingdom could actually assemble such a powerful army in such a short time. We were just a little bit away..."
Meng Qiyun immediately said "eh" and waved his hands nonchalantly, saying, "It doesn't matter whether it's strength or luck, we won anyway, which means we are awesome."
He said:
"It's a bit dangerous, but they've assembled a large army and are targeting our three cities. Shuangfu and you just happened to get around to the back and directly attacked their supply city. They've been forced to retreat, and if they keep retreating, they'll only be surrounded and annihilated by us!"
The people sitting around nodded repeatedly, smiling and praising:
"Yes, yes, Shuangfu, you did a great job in adapting to the situation this time!"
"Luckily, this one strike dealt them a heavy blow!"
"Well, it's not a serious blow, but it's true that Lin Country won't come to fight us again for a while."
"Anyway, Frost Float is powerful!"
"In such a tense situation, he was able to remain calm and come up with the best strategy and response. He is worthy of being called Frost Float!"
Meng Shuangfu listened, lowered her head shyly, and said softly, "It's only because of Lord Bei Ling that I dare to take such a risk."
Last night, those knives seemed to be about to chop Meng Qiyun and the Marquis apart in the next moment. Fortunately, Lord Bei Ling was there and stopped the knives in time, otherwise...
She will regret it forever.
As soon as she finished speaking.
Everyone looked as if they had suddenly remembered something, and finally dared to turn their gaze to the mysterious white and blue figure.
"Yes, thanks to Lord Bei Ling for coming to our rescue in time, otherwise our old bones would have been chopped to pieces..."
"I remember it. It was such a hot night, everyone was steaming, and suddenly a cold wind blew!"
"Yes, yes, and there's snow! It's those two or three snowflakes that landed on those people, and they suddenly became motionless, without any warning!"
"The last time I saw this move by Lord Bei Ling was over forty years ago... So many years have passed in the blink of an eye."
Bei Ling stood on Meng Shuangfu's shoulder, with her eyes closed and pretending to be asleep. She didn't know if she was listening to the sighs and flattery of the crowd.
Meng Shuangfu smiled shyly, nodded, and said sweetly: "Master Bei Ling is very powerful!"
The smiles on everyone's faces suddenly widened.
They looked at the seventeen-year-old girl in front of them, their backs unconsciously straightened a little bit, their eyes filled with pride——
Look.
This is the pride of their northern border.
Even those geniuses and prodigies in the past only won the favor of Lord Bei Ling when they were nineteen or twenty years old.
Only Meng Shuangfu, her birth was accompanied by strange phenomena in heaven and earth, which directly awakened the sleeping Bei Ling.
At that moment, everyone in the North knew that Meng Shuangfu would be the future number one in the North.
But even if it was expected.
When five-year-old Meng Shuangfu appeared in front of people with that mysterious white and blue figure, everyone who witnessed this scene couldn't help but burst into tears with excitement.
Dream frost floats, dream frost floats, dream frost floats...
Five years later, this name once again shook the entire North.
In order to live up to everyone's expectations, over the past decade, Meng Shuangfu has grown smoothly and become capable of standing on her own.
She is the guiding star of the North's future.
The seventeen-year-old girl smiled shyly and bashfully, but there was no trace of timidity between her eyebrows. Her round eyes looked over, clear and bright.
It was enough to make all the darkness she saw shy away in shame.
Everyone was filled with joy and pride, and all they could say was a single sentence filled with laughter and excitement:
"Frostflow, you are the future of the North."
Meng Shuangfu heard it.
Clear and thought-provoking.
Meng Shuangfu's face became more and more embarrassed.
The girl seemed embarrassed, lowered her eyes slightly, pursed her lips, and raised a slight curve at the corners of her mouth.
She picked up the teacup and sipped the warm tea slowly.
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