Heroic Wife Reborn

"You don't have to go to the Southwest camp."

Mo asked with Gu Xinglang whispered the words, pointing to the tree that had hanged the lantern, and the figure retreated backwards. It seemed to be blown by the wind, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Gu Xinglang squatted in the snow and couldn’t return to God for a long time.

Xiaowei woke up Xiaozhuang at this time, and the body of the two brothers was frozen and frozen. They lay on the ground and could not climb for a long time.

"Hummer?" Xiaowei called Gu Xinglang again.

Gu Xinglang returned to God, and quickly walked to the front of Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei, put the gun on the ground, one by one, and helped the two brothers from the snow.

Xiaowei said: "Hello, are you okay?"

Gu Xinglang helped Xiaozhuang and Xiaowei to move around and whispered: "Nothing."

Xiaozhuang is still confused, look at the official road of no one, and ask: "What happened?"

Gu Xinglang said: "Mo asked to come."

"What?" Xiaozhuang Xiaowei exclaimed at the same time.

"Hum are you really okay?" Xiaowei worried, how could he possibly let him go to his house?

“Nothing,” Gu Xinglang said. “Don’t talk, move, and open your body.”

Xiaozhuang Xiaowei was helped by Gu Xinglang on the official road for a long time, and he had his own activities, which made his body feel his own.

Gu Xinglang looked at Xiao Zhuang Xiaowei, and went to the tree to see the orange lantern that was burned to the bottom of the tree. He reached out and touched the uneven tree. Nothing found, Gu Xinglang turned to After the tree, a parcel was found on the ground behind the tree.

Black light bonfire, Gu San Shao can only see that the package is round.

Xiaozhuang Xiaowei ran over, Xiaozhuang looked at the parcel under the tree and slammed the fire on his body.

After the light, the three people saw that it was a cloth bag, dark black, with ice, and the cloth was frozen and stiff.

"What is inside?" asked Xiaozhuang.

Gu Xinglang stepped forward and both hands were held for a moment before he squatted and pulled the knot on the cloth bag.

The cloth bag is a human head.

Gu Xinglang is not afraid of seeing the dead. After seeing this person's head, most of them are Gu Sanxiao wrinkling his brows. Xiaowei shakes his head and Xiaozhuang goes back half a step.

"This is Mo asked to take it?" Xiaowei asked.

Gu Xinglang "hmm", he reached out and took the man's loose hair backwards, and the movement was very light, as if he was afraid of hurting this person.

After the face blocked by the hair was exposed, it was burning, and the three men looked at the face.

This is a man of nearly 50 years old, with dark skin and a big beard. There is an old wound on the bridge of the nose. A long scar, the man glared at his eyes, his mouth wide open, and the neck there. The blood solidified and formed a thick layer of ice with a deep red color.

"A knife breaks," Xiaowei touched the broken neck and said to Gu Xinglang.

"He is Joe Rong," Gu Xinglang whispered.

"What?" Xiaozhuang screamed.

Xiao Weiji said: "Is the general Joe Rong who we are going to the Southwest Camp?"

Gu Xinglang nodded and said: "He was the home of the Jiang family. I met him on the battlefield."

Xiaozhuang screamed at her mother, and Joe Rong died. What kind of southwest camp did they go to?

Xiaowei also kicked the snow on the ground and asked Gu Xinglang: "What do we do?"

"Do you ask us to look at the head of Qiao Rong, that is, tell us that the soldiers in the Southwest Camp, we can't adjust it," Gu Xinglang is still very low-sounding: "Maybe, Joe Rong’s man is now a Not saved."

Xiaozhuang played a chill.

Xiaowei raised his hand and touched the throat he didn't feel uncomfortable now. He said, "Why don't you ask us not to kill us?"

Xiaozhuang said: "Do you still want him to kill us?"

Xiaowei looked at Gu Xinglang.

Gu Xinglang raised his hand and closed the eyes of Joe Rong’s roaring eyes.

Xiao Wei said: "Look at him, he must be very reluctant to die."

Gu Xinglang put the cloth bag together and tied it up. He stood in his hand and stood up and said: "We don't have to go to the Southwest Camp. Now the gate is closed. Let's find a place to spend the night and enter the city tomorrow morning."

Xiaozhuang Xiaowei should have a voice of Gu Xinglang.

Gu Xinglang turned and left, think about it and stopped to turn around and said to Xiaowei: "I don't know why I don't kill us."

Xiaowei looked confused.

Xiaozhuang pushed Xiaowei forward, he didn't think much about Xiaowei, and he was fortunate enough to say: "We have a big life."

Gu Xinglang squatted with the cloth bag behind Xiaozhuang Xiaowei and did not speak.

There are quite a few inns along the official road. Gu Xinglang casually found a hotel near the city gate. He asked for two rooms, Xiaozhuang Xiaowei, and Gu Xinglang lived alone.

Xiaozhuang Xiaowei accompanied Gu Xinglang with some wine and then went back to the room to rest.

Xiaozhuang wrapped his quilt on the bed and said to Xiaowei: "The Hummer looks like nothing. Is this not right?"

Xiaowei washed his face and put a towel in his hand: "You want to marry a horse in front of you, he is normal?"

Xiaozhuang lay down on the bed and said, "I want to cry. The soldiers in the southwestern camp are not coming. We rely on our gangs and the guards around Jingda’s emperor. We can help the four emperors as emperors. Dreaming?"

Xiaowei took the towel into the basin and went to his bed to go to the bed.

Xiaozhuang said: "Let's talk to the princess, this can't be managed, let's go."

Xiao Wei said: "You said Mo asked what did you say to Ma Ma?"

Xiaozhuang said: "Do you ask what you can say to Ma Ma? Do you want to teach the Buddhist scriptures? I see the horse in his hand and he must have a hand with Mo."

Xiaowei’s brain was a bit messy. Listening to Xiaozhuang’s lack of a word, Xiaowei quickly became annoyed. He used his quilt to cover his head and decided to sleep. What happened, he woke up and said.

Gu Xinglang sat alone at the table in the room. There were still a lot of dishes left on the table, but Gu Sanshao didn’t move the chopsticks to these dishes, just drinking one by one.

Why do you keep Yu Ling?

What you are holding is nothing but Yu Ling, she likes you.

You want rights.

If Jingmo is a emperor, you can use Jiangshan as a hire.

Killing Jingmo, the dead are not qualified to compete with you.

......

If you ask Mo, it will ring in the ears of Gu Xinglang again and again. Every word, Gu Xinglang remembers clearly.

There was no wine in the cup. I picked up the jug and shook it. There was no wine in the pot. Gu Xinglang raised his hand and put the jug on the ground. The light wine rose from the foot, and soon Gu Xinglang’s Breathing is the smell of this spirit.

"Fate," Gu Xinglang said, holding a blank glass of wine, and then he laughed, and the laughter was full of laughter and ridicule.

When the layer on the body made people look at their own bright and shameful fig leaf, and Mo asked to uncover it unrelentingly, Gu Xinglang was unaccompanied. What is bright and upright, he is just a waste man who wants to be obsessed with his wife, but who has suffered a loss and has no ability in the day!

To the reader:

The third is more.