For a Prosperous World

"father."

That year, he set off on a horse with his halberd, and Fang Tianji in his hand dangled to his side, his armor was draped in mighty armor.

Suddenly I felt that the cloak behind me was being pulled, and I turned around, and a little girl was looking up at her.

The little girl was so pretty that she made her smile unconsciously. Whenever he sees this girl, he always catches the corner of his mouth.

That was the same.

He rolled off his horse, his armor clashed, and stood in front of the girl in front of the door.

I put my hand on the girl's head and rubbed it. The hair was always soft and people couldn't bear to let go.

"What did Qier stop me?"

Only when talking to the girl, he would have that voice, without any suffocation.

The girl put her hands behind her head and lowered her head as if something was hidden behind her.

Hearing his question, the girl hesitated and took the hidden things behind her.

It was a cloth man, a cloth man like a general.

He looked at the cloth man for a long time, and finally took over to ask.

"you made it yourself?"

"Um." The girl nodded, and she seemed to be nervous, she was worried that he didn't like it.

"My mother taught me to do it, and my father would return home safely."

The smile on the corner of his mouth was a little deeper, looking at the girl in front of him.

Suddenly, she was unwilling to put her back on her head.

My own hand is a murderer, so how can I touch her?

His daughter should live a peaceful life without thinking about anything, even if it was a troubled time, he would not let anything, no one hurt her.

He retracted his hand, took the cloth people, hid them in his arms, and carried the halberd to the horse's back.

She smiled and looked back at her again.

"Relax, Dad is the best."

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The man sitting in front of the room held the cloth man in his hand and smiled lightly.

"Dad is the best ..."

Perhaps the man was so preoccupied that he didn't even notice footsteps coming from the courtyard door.

A man who looked like a general was walking outside the courtyard, holding a helmet in his hand and wearing a light armor. His face was innocent, but it gave him a sense of solemnity. There are some beards on the chin and the corners of the mouth, which are not very long, but they look a bit more neat than the long ones. Eyebrows are frowning deeply, seeming to be thinking about something, and are preparing to report to hospital.

But as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he saw the general in the courtyard sitting in front of the room with a cloth man in his hand.

The general's eyes narrowed, he listened for a moment, then looked away to pretend that he didn't see, took a step back and stood at the gate of the courtyard and said.

"General, Gao Shun seeks."

The general sitting in front of the room returned to God, and the smile in his eyes faded into his original appearance.

Taking the cloth people back into his arms, said lightly.

"Come in."

The general called Gao Shun came in from the gate of the courtyard, stood in front of the general in front of the house, and saluted.

"General, life is relative."

Talking about taking out a book of orders from the arms, this was sent to the government by the envoy of the state government.

The general stood up, took the order book from Gao Shun's hand, and spread out a few glances.

"The princes are allied."

It seemed not surprising to hear his tone.

"Yes." Gao Shun lowered his head. "The relatives will ask the army to lead the army."

"Then go out," said the general blandly, throwing the order in his hand back into Gao Shun's hand.

Gao Shun's brow frowned slightly and he said anxiously, "General, the princes have raised more than 100,000 soldiers. I must consider the countermeasures carefully."

The general went to the courtyard and pulled out Fang Tianji standing on the courtyard. The transverse jibe fluttered and the air flow rolled, and there seemed to be a humming earthquake trembling around.

The mud and sand on the Halberd was removed, revealing the original appearance of Mori Han.

"If the princes really came together, they would not have heard their voices until now."

He said with a sneer: "I am afraid that they are still discussing the question of who is leading the army. Such an alliance is well-known and unscrupulous."

"Come here, just call them back."

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The camp was stationed near a shallow, and the scattered camps were stationed. After the late eclipse, the fire in all parts of the barracks went out.

After a long day of walking, I was naturally tired, and some snoring sounds were heard in some barracks just at night.

Chen Liu doesn't have much distance from Sour Jujube.

The cold wind outside the camp blew tightly, and occasionally some of it blew into people's collars to make people cry.

It was dark in the barracks, but there was no cloud tonight, and then Xingyue could see things.

Gu Nan's camp was on the side of the army. At this time, she was sitting outside the account, holding a book in her hand, and pondering from time to time, and then wrote something on the book.

In fact, nothing is just a simple daily note, recording some daily chores.

If it used to be, um, hundreds of years ago, Gu Nan would think that it was a laborious thing, or a troublesome thing.

However, sometimes after a long period of time, I always feel that this is a very interesting thing. Occasionally, when turning over these notes, I can see what I was doing and thinking about a long time ago.

Well, for someone like her, this kind of thing is not interesting.

It was like turning over a little note one day and seeing a conversation with a former friend, and by chance I felt that the friend was just in front of me again.

"Sir, it's late, and it's better to rest earlier."

There was a muffled sound behind him. Gu Nan looked in the direction of the sound and saw Cao Ren standing behind her.

"General, I'm not very tired. The general can go to rest first." Gu Nan said with a smile and holding a pen.

"Meng De asked me to take care of his husband, so he cannot let him go wrong."

Cao Ren lowered his head, and while talking, looked at Gu Nan's clothes.

"Sir, please make an early payment to protect yourself from the cold."

"I know, I'll go back after I write this."

Regarding Cao Ren's insistent attitude, Gu Nan said with a helpless smile, holding the pen to continue writing.

Cao Ren stood on the spot and looked at Gu Nan for a while, and finally sighed and turned to leave.

After about a while, Gu Nan suddenly heard the sound of the wood behind him.

Turning his head and seeing Cao Renzheng put some firewood on the ground ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ then he took out two flints to light the sticks.

There was a light in the barracks.

The bonfire was lit in the open space, and the firewood was burning crackling. Mars was taken off by the cold wind for a while, and crossed two orange-red arcs in the air, and then disappeared.

As the flames burned, the chills around were dispersed a lot.

Cao Ren sat silently by the fire, it seemed that Gu Nan was not going to rest before he took a rest.

Under the fire, Gu Nan suddenly remembered something, smiled, and wrote in the book.

Someone called for an early rest. How long should no one ever say that to me?

It should be, for two hundred years.

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