Male God, a Little Su

"Run, keep running."

At dusk, the setting sun is as if the sky and the earth are dyed blood-like red.

Su Yan sat on the horse unhurriedly, watching the man who was panicking and fled in a panic.

There was no good flesh on his body, as if he had been delayed, the deepest piece was on his face, and his cheeks were almost cut off.

That day, Tuoba Zhuo escaped from the battlefield, and Su Yan chased him all the way.

At the beginning, Tuoba Zhuoshang had the strength to resist, because he knew the horror of Su Yan, so after returning to recuperate, he began to practice martial arts day and night, just to be able to kill this bitch with his own hands.

But he could never have imagined that Su Yan, a woman, besides being a female, what else does she look like a woman? !

Physical strength is not good, chasing him without sleep is like teasing the prey.

When you fight her, you think she will be exhausted in the next second, but you don't know that she is getting stronger and stronger.

"call--"

Tuoba Zhuo couldn't run anymore, his legs seemed to be filled with lead, he lay on his back in embarrassment, gritted his teeth, "You kill me."

He knew he was doomed.

At the beginning, he killed Su Yan's grandfather with his own hands. Now, she has repeatedly persecuted Daliao and refused to accept the surrender. It was nothing more than revenge.

Su Yan's red lips twitched, and she turned over and dismounted.

Under the blood-stained sunset, a knife-edge that turned outwards on her face was shocking.

As if she didn't feel anything, she strode up to Tuoba Zhuo's side and kicked him, "Do you know when you are the most pleasing to the eye? It's just how self-aware you are now."

After that, she slashed down, chopped off Tuoba Zhuo's head, turned around and left.

For three days, she was tired of playing with Tuoba Zhuo.

The head that she held in her hands still had fear in her eyes, her eyes bulging slightly because of the pain at that moment.

Su Yan threw the head into the cloth bag, which was bulging.

As for Tuoba Zhuo's body?

In this wilderness, there is no one to clean up, I am afraid that before the night has passed, he will become food in the belly of beasts.

...

Three days, three whole days.

Yan Fengmian looked outside the tent, at the place where heaven and earth meet, a little light hidden in the darkness.

Closed dry eyes.

His eyes were blue, and his already pale skin was like paper at the moment, making his face more haggard.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to rest, or you will definitely be angry when General Su returns."

Xun Jiu knew that he couldn't persuade Yan Fengmian, so he could only use Su Yan's name to force him to rest.

If it goes on like this, even Iron Man can't stand it, let alone Yan Fengmian?

Sure enough, Yan Fengmian's eyes trembled when she heard Su Yan's name.

There was an air of despair around him.

"Your Highness—"

Xun Jiu was really afraid that Yan Fengmian would not be able to hold on anymore, no, in other words, without Su Rou, Yan Fengmian didn't want to hold on anymore.

At this moment, I heard the sound of horseshoes running in the distance.

And the surprised voices of the soldiers, "The general is back! The general is back!"

Yan Fengmian, who was immersed in her own world, abruptly opened her eyes, her ink-dyed pupils tightened, her breathing was so tense that she stopped.

"Ten, ten nine..."

Just listening to his voice was so soft that it could not be heard, for fear that it would break the illusion at this time because it was too loud.

"Did you hear that?" Or was he dreaming?

Xun Jiu nodded quickly, speaking very fast, "I heard it! Your Highness, it is true, General Su is really alive!"

Great!

Yan Fengmian's fingertips holding the armrest of the wheelchair had faded from blood, and turned white from the force.