Suma held a light and lit the tent slightly. The tent was wide open, and the quilt on the bed spread out, pressed against the white snow fox that Azul was carrying, but there was no one. She looked around and walked gently to the bed. A dark space between the bed and the tent was illuminated by the light, and the child in the corner raised his arm to block the light and slightly narrowed his eyes to see Suma.
The two are silently opposite each other. For a long time, Azul lowered his head and held his legs, his chin on his knees. Suma reached out and pulled his sleeve. One hand stuck to the cheek and looked like a sleeping, it was time to fall asleep. Azul did not answer, Suma dragged his sleeve and refused to let go.
She changed her gold-plated red dress and smeared her hair. The white collar was lined with a slender neck, and she was somewhat like her sister.
“I am sorry……”
Suma thought she had got it wrong.
Azul turned his face slowly. He stared at Suma’s eyes and gently reached out and touched her face: “I’m sorry…”
Summa paused and shook his head gently. She wanted to laugh, but she couldn’t smile, so she pinched her face and put on a funny smile.
“Suma…sorry…”
The tears suddenly fell from the child’s face. He shook like a fallen leaf. Suddenly he became so weak, and the sadness of collapse overflowed from his eyes.
Suma looked at him dumbly, slowly opening his arms and holding his head in his arms, and licking his face against his head.
“I am a waste,” Azul whispered. “I can’t even protect you.”
Suma gently stroked his back, and there was a faint sorrow and a hint of sweetness in the heart. The master suddenly became the six-year-old child when he first arrived at the Ministry of Reality. He ran and ran on the grass, fell, and burst into tears. Suma held his head in his arms and fed him. A cup of sweet sugar, kissed his face and told him not to cry. At that time, the wind seemed to be blowing softly around. At that time, my father was riding on a tall red horse, and my sister’s voice was bright.
Suma bowed his head down to his face. The child’s body was always cooler than the average person, but Suma now feels a touch of warmth on his skin. She is very tight, afraid that the heat will quietly dissipate. It is. The whole world is cold, and only the child she holds in her arms makes her feel at ease.
After a while, Suma reached out and painted gently in Azul’s palm.
Suma will write. She used to write with Azul, but after she went to the Qingyang Department, Suma never wrote any words in his palm. After writing it, Suma lifted the light and walked silently to the account. Azul looked at his palm and clenched his fist tightly. He looked at the back of Suma, and the tears suddenly fell.
“Suma, have you seen my grandmother?” Azul wiped his tears.
Suma shook his head. The two great scorpions of Qingyang passed away early, and the remaining four were in the side. Among them, only Azul’s mother gave birth to a child, and it was the hostess of the golden account. However, Suma is a public, and there is no chance to step into the gold account.
“Follow me to see my grandmother?” Azul stood up.
Suma snorted and nodded. Assul came up and gently blew, and the light went out. In the dark, Suma felt that his hand was being held, and Azul’s palm was cold.
Golden Account Palace.
Huma took half a pot of charcoal and pulled out of the tent. The wind blew the white tail on the top of the tent and hunted. The side scorpions are distinguished by color, and the white account is the tent of the 阏 楼 楼 。. Huma is already very old, and she has risen from a small servant to a female official in the golden account.
“The wind is strong at night,” Huma snorted and turned to the servant of the account. “Don’t sleep too much, don’t let the wind leak in. The body is not good, I feel good about you!”
Her voice was cold, but she looked at the savage little slave girl and had some pity. The woman of Maharaja does not know much, and she wants to have a child as a dependency. However, the monarch does not like to be close to a woman. It is easy to have three women who have had boys, but one has no good results.
“Life!” Huma put down the curtain. “There is no life to enjoy.”
A small figure flashed out from the side of the tent. Huma was almost shocked to throw away the charcoal pot. The figure had come up and grasped her hand.
“Mother, milkmaid, it is me. I am Azul.” Huma heard a familiar voice. She bowed her head and saw Azul’s face.
Huma snorted, and looked around with vigilance. He hurriedly took his head to his arms and retreated to the side of the tent. He looked at him with his face covered in dirt. He didn’t know how long he had been hiding in the wind, and hurriedly took his sleeves. He rubbed: “Where is the world, how come here again?”
“Mistress,” Azul said softly. “I want to see my grandmother,”
“Without the command of the Maharajah, this is not the place where you come!” Huma groaned and smashed his hand.
Azul’s hand was taken off, but he refused to go and bowed his head in silence.
Huma sighed: “Shizi, you are already a big boy, you have no call, you can’t enter the account. Today, the monarch is still summoning people late at night. There are many people who will find out, you are caught. Live, at most one punishment, we are slaves, but we are sad.”
Azul still does not go. Outside the footsteps, it was the patrolling of the guards. Huma was frightened and hardened, and whispered: “No! You are already big! If you don’t leave, I will be a man!”
Hold her little hand and lick it. Slowly, Huma felt that the little hand was let go, and the child turned silently and bowed and walked away. Huma’s hand is still there, the wind is blowing at the fingertips, no one is holding it, so cool. A sad heart suddenly surged.
“Okay, okay!” She went up to hug Azul. “Zuzongye, can’t be a child’s temper, this is a terrible thing!”
Huma holds his face, and there is a faint round of clearing in the eyelids.
“Thank you, Madame.” Azul waved in the darkness. “Suma, you are coming out.”
Suma sneaked out of the corner with a light hand, standing beside Azul and bowing his head. The delicate skin of the goat’s milk and the big black eyes make Huma secretly marvel. Suma noticed Huma’s eyes and his head hangs even lower.
“The little woman in your tent?” Huma pinched Azul’s face. “When I grow up, I know that I have a woman to see my grandmother.”
Suma’s face rose slightly, and Azul waved his hands in Huma’s arms.
“What is blush?” Huma gently touched his hand. “If you really grow up, look for a woman, your mother is really relieved.”
She pulled La Asul: “Small, come with me.”
Huma opened two small slave slaves in the account, and opened the curtain.
Azul took Suma and sneaked in. Huma put her finger on her lips: “This time I can’t play with a child’s temper. I can only stay here and look at it. Make a noise, I will be punished.”
Azul nodded solemnly.
Huma just picked up the curtain of the inner account and whispered: “These days are fine, quiet, and sleepy.”
Suma looked at Azul, and the child looked quietly inside, and suddenly grew up.
Under the only lamp in the inner account, the woman who still looks young and calm is sitting quietly on the suede blanket. Suma has never seen such a quiet, so kind woman, holding a shackle in her arms, gently shaking her lips with a faint smile. Suma’s mother is a beautiful woman named “the goddess of the heavens” on the grassland, but she is arrogant and firm, not as gentle as the mother under the lamp. The inside account is burning an unknown fragrance, slightly sweet, and people want to sleep quietly.
“Azul.” The woman whispered.
Suma was taken aback. All of them were holding their breath, and Side’s eyes never looked back, but she was still discovered.
Azul did not react at all. Huma was not surprised. Everything was still quiet. The woman bowed her head and kissed her in her arms. Suma saw that the cockroach was not a child at all, just a cotton doll, with a pair of monotonous dark eyes.
“She doesn’t know that we are here, she is talking to the doll.” Azul whispered, “That is my grandmother… She was crazy when she gave birth to me. She knows my name, but she knows my name, but I never recognized me. She held the doll and thought it was me. When I grew up, she couldn’t recognize it and thought I was a child.”
“Insane…” Suma’s heart trembled.
“A mother is also fragrant, just like you. When I was young, people in the north of the country called her niece.” Azul lowered his head and Huma touched his head gently.
The woman in the tent snorted and sang, it was the first song, and the mother sang to sleep with the child. But listening to it in this silent night, far away and empty, can not tell the loneliness and sorrow.
Azul did not return to the tent. Huma looked at his back and shook his head slightly: “Your master is a good boy, but we are barbarians, don’t value this.”
Suma looked at his back and wanted to keep up, but Huma took his hand.
“Children, follow your master.” Huma gently touched Summa’s hand. “You are born well, it is the phase of the noble. This hand is really cotton. You have never seen such a beautiful woman on the grassland. I believe. Huma said, Huma will look at each other. When Huma sees you, he knows that ordinary people can’t marry you. You must marry the master on the grassland.”
Suma looked up at her in surprise, but Huma had already squatted and walked into the tent. The curtain of the tent was closed, and the voice of the singer was floating in the ear.
At night, the Golden Palace is also quiet.
The curtains opened and the guards’ warriors stepped forward to sit in front of the bed: “Dajun, the generals are still waiting outside the account.”
The Maharaja who rested on his forehead didn’t blink: “They have had a day of quarreling during the day, but it’s not enough to fight. Isn’t it enough? You let them go back, and there is something to discuss tomorrow.”
“I have already said that the generals also said that they did not want to disturb the rest of the Maharaja, so they pushed General Bach and said that they would like to meet the Maharaja and say a few words to the Maharaja.”
“Bach?” Dajun sighed. “You let him in.”
Bach’s armor, which was ringing, rang loudly. His skinny face had no expression, and he went into the account and bowed.
” Late at night, you have been fighting with the Kings of Khan for a whole day. You have to keep better than Momo. The Kings of Khan say that it is the most suitable person to be a big brother. The eldest son shack and the three sons shack, In the past, you still struggled in the dark. Now that you have the problem of Donglu, you will dare to jump out!” The monarch took the case without hesitation. “I heard that in Donglu, this is called the party, and it is a death sentence. Bach, are you not afraid that I will kill you?”
“Bach doesn’t want to die.” Bach answered slowly.
Dajun sneered aloud: “You don’t want to die, you are not afraid of me. I know that your brother is a general in the Ayihan family. Muli started with my slave for a lifetime, and my brother Erlu is green. Pillars of Yang. You support Bi Mogan, I can’t kill one, and there are three of my brothers who support Xu Dahan. Bach, what do you say about me?”
“Bach thought that this is the fault of the Maharaja!”
“Oh,” Dajun smiled twice. “It turned out that I was wrong. Is it that I am wrong?”
“Bach has few books, but I heard that Donglu is the eldest son.”
“Yes, the emperor of Donglu often passed on to the eldest son, and the other sons sealed a prince who had no land to support. You want to persuade me to make a better than Mogan?”
“It’s not important to be independent of Mogan, but Dajun clearly knows that Azul is in poor health. How long it takes to live is a difficult thing to say, but he has never abolished Azul. Can the nobles be safe?” Bach I looked up and looked straight at Dajun. “If you don’t have a talented son, can we Qingyang be the ally of the Courig conference, can we pass the next generation? Dajun said that we are partying, even if it is a crime of death, we Don’t regret it!”
The monarch did not answer, but also looked directly into his eyes.
The golden account was so quiet and refreshing. After a moment, Bach snorted and bowed his head. The generals pushed him in. He had made a lot of determination before he came in, but at this moment somehow, he still felt a little empty.
“Bach, what kind of talent do you think is the monarch of our prairie?” Dajun asked softly.
Bach snorted and didn’t know how to answer.
“Like King, like the ancestor, or like my father?” The monarch got up and walked. “Bach, actually you don’t know, including the wooden plow outside, Erlu, you don’t know. The barbarian needs a never before. The king who has ever had, in fact, what I think in my heart is the person like Donglu’s founding emperor Bai Yu. He wants to raise the banner in a chaotic era, let thousands of people follow him and think that he What he is doing is right. He wants the kindness of a goat, so that he can love everyone on the grassland; he must have the courage of a lion, so that he will not retreat; he will have the same anger as a wolf. This way he can complete a great work with his teeth.”
Dajun sighed softly: “But my sons are not such people. They are eagle eagerly wrapped in chains. They can’t fly much. The older four are better than each other.” Azul is more suitable as a monarch, but to be a hero, they are still too far away. And if I abolish Azul’s new world now, is everything safe? The spearhead is still facing the new one. Shizi, then fight. Iron and Guimu can move the knife in front of me. In the future, I will die. They will take the warrior and kill me. I will kill you. But you don’t understand this, you have to tie this shack to each other. In the future, will your shack be a small tribe? The eldest son and the three sub-divisions.”
“I…” Bach stayed there.
“Okay, don’t have to say anything,” Maharaja waved his hand. “I am very tired, I have to rest. They push you in, what else?”
Bach hesitated: “I have discussed it with the Bashu and the wooden plow. Everyone thinks…”
“What do you think?”
“Everyone thinks that the body of Shizi has always been bad. It used to be a rejuvenation in the southern part of the country. If it is really just a hostage, the princes are inevitably fighting, so it is not good. Please also ask the majesty to protect the great prince. Let the world go.” Bach’s voice is low.
The monarch nodded. “You want Azul to go to the East, is it because he is a waste son? He has no cattle, sheep, and population. He sent him to death, and the rest are my good sons. Can go into battle, can fight, useful, isn’t it?”
“I tell you, before I die, I don’t want to hear someone telling me to send Azul to the East Land.” The monarch was wording, and the teeth were like biting steel. “The envoy of the next Tang will be Come, it’s my son, who he chooses, who is it! For Qingyang, I can sacrifice anything!”
Bach went to the tent and heard the voice of the young monarch: “Roll!”
Suma and Azul ride a pony together, and Azul rides in front. He is almost as tall as Suma, but Suma still put him in front of him and pulled the reins himself.
The wooden house of Mu Lijia has a long way to go from the golden account, and the pony walks swaying. The capital city of Beidu is very large. There is no house in it. In the season of spring animal husbandry, the herdsmen went out to graze with tents and horses, leaving an empty city. The grass is full of traces of tents. I can’t see the human traces, just relying on the stars to recognize the road.
“Ama called Lemo, listen to the adults, said Abba was the first to be the Maharajah, and the white wolf cavalry in the north of the country came to hit us and hit the city under the capital of Beidu. Later, Dad and Khan of Da Ma The king took the soldiers to rescue and finally repelled the northern part of the country. The two sisters and sisters were given to Abba as a clan, and the grannies lived in the white tent, young and squatting. When I was ten years old, I gave birth to me. When I gave birth to my first day, she was crazy. The adults said that it was for me. I was Gu Xuan, who would suck the soul. My grandmother’s soul was sucked by me. Ma is my nurse. She told me that I must be brave and smarter than my brothers, so that my grandmother will have a status. Abba has a lot of women. Some of them can’t name them. If I can’t, Ah. Mom will be bullied by others. Grandma is crazy, except for me, she has nothing. But I can’t, my brother is right, I can’t do anything well, riding horses, practicing knives, let alone fighting. I am a waste,” Azul said softly.
He often talks to Suma like this, although he never hears Summa’s answer.
“But…” He shook his head. “I don’t want to be a waste. I really…have really worked hard!” Suddenly the sourness rose from his heart, and he stared at the sky. Suma’s hand was warm, reaching out from behind and gently touching his face. The gentleness between the palms made him stunned. He turned his head and saw Suma’s eyes. Some of them were embarrassed.
“I really didn’t use it, I knew it…” He grabbed his head.
Suma shook his head gently.
“There may be only you in this world that doesn’t waste me…” Azul said softly.
Suma still shakes his head.
She rubbed her head, picked up his hair, and gently stroked his fingers in his hair. Azul felt itchy on his head. After a while, he finally couldn’t help but laugh. Suma also laughed, still shaking his head silently.
Until a rainy night many years later, Azul immediately raised his head in the fiery red battle to see the dark night sky. Suddenly remembered that night Suma shook his head silently, he realized what he had never said, the real meaning.
Suma is not saying that he is or is not a waste, but that when a person becomes the closest relative, then it is not a waste that is completely unimportant.
I couldn’t hear any thunder, and the drizzle quietly went down.
“Ah! It’s raining!” Azul touched the damp hair. “Let’s go back to the tent.”
The rain turned around and the big raindrops hit the body, and the faintness was a little bit painful. Azul smashed his white fox and shook it on Suma and his head. Suma took a pony and wanted to copy a short track.
She turned her head inadvertently and her body suddenly froze.
“Suma?” Azul followed her back.
His heart is cold and has a very ominous feeling.
There was someone behind him, and the team’s black cavalry quietly stood behind them. Those tall black horses are more than two heads higher than Azul’s pony, and the white gas that comes out can be sprayed on Azul’s face. The silent warriors on horseback seem to be wearing shovel and helmets, majestic and sturdy. The sky has been completely darkened, and there is no starlight. Only the lights in the hands of Suma are illuminated, but they cannot be seen. The raindrops hit their hard armor and splashed with water, as if they were covered with a shimmer.
“Which account are you under?” Azul shouted with courage. “I am the five princes.”
The pony also had some fear and uneasiness, and quietly moved the pace.
No one answered, those people drove the dark horse, followed by approaching, the black horses swayed and screamed uncomfortably. The lights illuminate, and they have a cold arc on their hands. It is a sabre. Azul has not seen such a knife, slender and slender, and the curvature of the blade is not too fearful.
“You…what are you guys?” Azul snorted.
Suma did not dare to stop for a moment, and threw away the lantern in his hand. The whip hit the head of the pony. The pony spread four hooves and ran wildly in the rain.
The hoof behind it followed the sound. Those who rode the dark horses are indeed chasing them up. They are not chasing them, just like the predator of the beast biting the flock, slowly chasing the prey, not really starting a lightning strike. .
The whistling sound, Azul and Suma jerked their heads down, and everything passed over them.
“Arrows… are arrows! They are shooting us!” Azul realized that the chasing person was shooting arrows. The arrow went up two feet, not to take their life, but it is no doubt a threat.
“Is it Danhu?” Azul asked himself, and his mind was in chaos.
The aversion to the cold on his body has not subsided by half, but it has become more and more intense, like a cold knife against his own heart, I don’t know when it will be stabbed in. He said it was unclear, but the people who rode the dark horses were not the same as the ordinary barbarian warriors. The barbarian warriors were like swords with serrated blades for the tigers and leopards. These warriors were like the fine knives they used, cold and cold. Sharp, with a chilly chill.
The pony brought two people and couldn’t run anymore. The dark horses seem to be slowly approaching, and they haven’t fired the torches, but in such rainy nights where they can’t reach their fingers, those people can see things, no matter how Suma turns around, the hooves behind the evil spirits can’t always get rid of.
There was a sudden light in front, and a string of fire seemed to be the torch of the herdsmen at night. Azul’s heart loosened and shouted: “Save people! Save people!”
The fire-fighting squad immediately spread out, and they hung pheasants and scorpions behind their horses. There were also deer with arrows on their shoulders. The whole team was dressed in neat blue-gray leather armor, and the team was neat and orderly.
“Yes… is it the man of the generals of the great winds?” Azul recognized the attire.
“Who?” The leading warrior was awkward, and he was very vigilant, with feather arrows on his horns and pointing to Azul.
“I am the Five Princes!” Azul raised his wrist. “Someone, someone is chasing me!”
On his wrist, he wore a leopard tail, which was dazzling white. The leopard is the totem of Qingyang, dare to match the white leopard tail, except for the majesty and the hereditary prince, only the son. The warriors were alarmed, and they put down their bows and arrows, and the leading warriors bowed their chests.
“Who dares to chase the five princes?” The warrior’s head squatted and walked over to Azul.
By the torches of the Dafeng account warriors, it is faintly clear that the black horse warriors have already stopped at a hundred steps. They are gathered in a line, and they still carry long swords in their hands. No one makes a sound. In the darkness, there is a vague gaze on his body.
“Who dares to chase the five princes?” The leader was angry and felt neglected. “Don’t you be afraid of death?”
Their number is dominant. When they say this, the soldiers who patrol under the windy winds have already taken the bow. The barbarian’s hunting bow is also a weapon, and the arrow is accurate and powerful. The hole penetration in the hundred-step distance is not inferior to the war bow.
Still a quiet.
But it was only very short-lived. The iron hoof sounded loudly and the black horse warriors swept up. They launched the charge!
Only a few dozen people who were riding against the windy account, they took the initiative to attack.
“Looking for death!” The leader slammed his knife. “The son of the world should watch the battle and take out your bow!”
Dozens of fast-moving arrows are projected together. Bows and arrows are weapons that the barbarian is proud of. A mighty warrior can shoot through a yak! The black horse warriors had only long knives in their hands, but when they waved long knives, the powerful and powerful arrows were thrown away. Miraculously, there was no one in the arrow. They seemed to be able to see even the trajectories of those arrows.
In an instant, the horses rushed to the front. The warriors of the big wind account also pulled out the sword.
“Come on!” The leader yelled at the morale.
Against the forefront of the samurai, he slammed his head to his head. He is the best person in this group of people, the first to kill one, is to stand up. But when the knife fell, the black horse warriors seemed to have become shadows. Somehow, the knife went empty. The leader was surprised, and suddenly he felt that his body was light, and the sudden pain in his neck caused him to completely lose his consciousness.
In the eyes of other warriors, the moment of the two horses interlaced, the head of the opposite black horse warriors was like a strange bat, gently leaping away from the saddle, and then the knife of the leader was gone. His head suddenly splashed and flew up, and the body still sat on the horse.
The torch in his hand has been transferred to the opponent’s hand. The warrior of the Black Horse was silent like a stone, and he held a torch and stood beside the horse of the leader. After a moment of silence, he waved his vest with a torch on the leader’s headless body.
The body of the leader was planted on the horse’s back.
The torch is extinguished.
The warriors of the big wind account have not recovered from the horror, and the sharp knife wind has approached the door.
Hidden in a cluster of tiger tongues hundreds of steps away, Azul held his fists and felt that the splashing blood was sprayed on his eyes. It was a massacre. The black horse warriors quickly passed the horse at the side of the enemy, accurately handing out the sword, and the enemy was immediately opened and the blood was dripping down. And they are like ghosts in the wind, there is no way to capture.
Every time the torches fell with a miserable bark, the fallen torches finally illuminate the scared faces of the samurai, and then their heads suddenly fell.
Azul trembled, his eyes were full of blood red of the scarlet, and the ears were full of horror and the terrible sound of the knife smashing the bones. He explored his hand in fear and grabbed Suma’s hand tightly. The hand was cold and chilling, like a dead leaf in the wind. When he looked down, Suma’s face was completely unrecognizable.
He sighed in his heart and understood that Suma and his thoughts were the slaughter on the southern grassland. When the iron cavalry of Qingyang rushed into the camp of the real face, Suma’s clear eyes must also Reflecting such a cruel scene. The limbs of their loved ones are flying, the warm blood is splashing on the face, the hellish mourning, the half-dead people are struggling to crawl, and some people take the horse to quickly fill the back with a knife…
“Suma, don’t be afraid…” He lowered his voice, only to find that all languages were pale at this time.
He reached out and tried to hold Suma’s ear. A pair of trembling hands also caught his ears at the same time, both of them squinted a little, and then Azul hugged Suma, and Suma held him hard. The two people are so close together, listening to the horror of the outside is getting weaker and weaker, the sky is like to collapse, it will fall into the blood and rain, and only two of them in the world can lean on each other.
I don’t know how long it has been, and it is quiet around.
Azul was daring to look at it secretly by the cover of the two-footed tiger tongue. The torches are already in the hands of the black horse warriors. The iron hooves are on the blood-stained land. The horses with strong bodies are bloody and turf. The thirty rides that are still alive, now only thirty people, and thirty The body of a horse.
The thin man was the leader of the Dark Horse Samurai. The Dark Horse Warriors scattered around the crowd to check the bodies, and finally gathered around him, shaking their heads silently. The thin warrior sank a bit, and suddenly raised his hand, the warriors slammed open, hit the torch around, and searched for an inch and an inch of turf. Only the thin warrior left alone on the grass that had killed people, and the sharp eyes glanced around, seemingly gradually throwing this thorns.
He was blindfolded, and Azul could not see his appearance, but felt that the gaze was like cutting a knife on his face.
That is the eyes of the murderer! Azul slammed down and leaned against the slope of the soil. He couldn’t breathe when he faced the kind of eyes. The thin warrior glanced for a week, driving the horse, intentionally or unintentionally, and he circled the circle and approached the bush. His hooves were the heaviest of all the hoofs, and it seemed like he was stepping on his heart. His long knife pointed to the ground and the blood fell by drop.
Horseshoes, breath, hooves, breathing, Suma tried to hold her breath, but it was a sigh, her breath followed the hooves of the man, pushing her to the end step by step.
Susama suddenly felt ashamed as she was, and Azul was quiet, and she was pulling her hands around her waist. Suma looked up and saw his serious face. He didn’t know why his power suddenly became so big. Suma wanted to hold him in his death, but Azul tried to open her hand with a finger and a finger. .
Suma went to pull his sleeve, and Azul opened her. He stared at Suma’s eyes and stepped out and stepped out.
Suma shook her head desperately, and she didn’t understand if she was dreaming. The terrible fear came back. She wouldn’t forget that when the stockade of the real face was lit, the nurse who grew up with her had left her desperate to run outside. Then a cavalry stumbled over the nurse and stepped on her head. The loneliness that is engraved in your heart is more terrible than death.
She is not afraid of death, but she is afraid of being left behind.
Azul shook her head silently, and she stepped back without stopping. His slightly pale face reveals a seriousness in the moonlight, and even an irresistible majesty.
The cold fear seemed like a huge hand caught his heart, making him feel that every heartbeat chest seemed to split. He licked his lips and couldn’t stop the shudder. He wanted to plunge into the grass and shrink with Suma, hugged her tightly to forget the fear. But he can’t, he wants to make a decision when the courage is still supporting himself.
“Don’t come out! Suma! Don’t come out! Don’t be afraid!” he whispered, “I will protect you!”
Suma reached out and pulled him, but it was already late.
Azul slammed out of the mask of the tiger’s tongue. He stood there, did not shake, and pulled out the blue shark from his chest. The samurai who rode the black horses instigated the horses and slowly pushed them over. The headed man took Ma Li in front of Azul. He did not look at the blue knife in Azul’s hand, but looked at the child silently.
No one could see how he shot, and Azul suddenly was lifted up by him and put on horseback. No need to order, everyone followed him to turn around.
The head of the warrior looked back at the bush before he left. Suma felt that his gaze was pinned like a needle, and she could not move at all. Low low, he smiled twice, gloomy, like a knife is blowing the ear bones.
She has already been discovered, and the braveness of the children can’t beat these terrible killers.
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