Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

The girl's focus is sometimes strange to incredible.

Obviously, the body is uncomfortable. The first thing I care about is not myself. Instead, I pay attention to whether a girl's skin is good or not.

The four border policemen who didn't understand each other glanced at each other.

An Xia stared at Fang Yue, then looked at the place where her neck was pulled out of the dark purple by herself, and asked, "Does your neck hurt?"

With heatstroke and stimulation, Fang Yue's brain will not keep up for a while, confused and subconsciously said: "It doesn't hurt, it's tired."

Her skin was shaved and purple, but it didn't hurt?

When Fang Yue woke up, the four border policemen who secretly breathed a sigh of relief laughed when they saw this.

Look at it now, um, Xiao An is a little girl, and she is curious about everything.

Xie Tie said: "Fang Yue, you have a heat stroke, Xiao An is scraping you, she is afraid that it hurts you."

Heatstroke?

No wonder it's top-heavy.

"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, or else, scratch my back?" Fang Yue, who had a little energy, didn't want the border police to worry about him, and worked hard to make his voice easier.

But with her pale face and no **** lips, she knew she was uncomfortable at a glance.

An Xia, who had only learned to scrape, said in her hand, "This is the first time I have heard of Gu Sha, and it is the first time I have learned to scrape. I really don't know where the back is scraped."

Fang Yue laughed when she heard the words, "If there is one, there will be two. If I know it today, I will use it in the future."

In the end, Fang Yue didn't shave her back either.

After scraping a few places on the neck, Fang Yue was in good spirits, and after drinking a small anti-heat medicine, she had An Xia sitting in the shade to rest.

With Anxia taking care of him, Lu Xinghe took Xie Tie and the others to cut down trees to make a single-plank bridge.

After they left, Fang Yue sighed lightly.

Heatstroke is the second thing. Sudden fainting is because of remembering the painful past that she doesn't want to recall.

In the ear, there was a clear voice of the little girl who had a picture of her, and she said, "We talked about the single-plank bridge just now, and you fainted all of a sudden, didn't you..."

"Yes." Fang Yue didn't wait for An Xia to finish speaking, and then she took a look at An Xia with a story-telling eye, showing a gentle smile, "Little girl, aren't you the border police all keen?"

"I still want to bully you when you are young, so you can get past. I didn't expect it to be seen by you a long time ago."

Fang Yue is a nice woman.

Although the temperament is lively, but not irritable, especially at this moment with the police Xia Guobian who saved him, Fang Yue, who is open to the Philippines, speaks better and communicates better.

An Xia likes Fang Yue.

In her, she saw the unique tenacity of Xia Guo's woman.

Even if he is desperate, he will try to pull himself out of the mud and never give up until the last moment.

There was a sound of "doom" from above, and Fang Yue's memory opened, like the surging water in the mountain stream, hit her mind hard.

"Three years ago, my parents were killed, and the village was burnt to the ground. I was in the gunfire and the flames, and I took my brother to escape..."

"There are many single-plank bridges in our village. Some are connected to the ridge, some are connected to the stream, and some are connected to the mountain and the mountain..."

That day, human tragedy.

The fire in the village blazed into the sky, the gunshots continued, and the villagers screamed, blood ran into the field and dyed the newly planted seedlings red.

The injured villagers fell into the stream, and the clear stream was also stained with blood.

The water, the fields, the leaves, the single-plank bridge... are all blood.

"My parents fell on the log bridge to protect us..."

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