Male God, a Little Su

He almost wanted to run to her side impatiently.

Give her a belated surprise—

...

"General! You are back!"

Zhong Xiaowu and Meng Tian quickly ran to her side, and tears fell before they could speak.

One by one, they cried like children, which made Su Yan disgusted.

"It's okay to cry, don't throw your snot on me."

Having said that, she turned over and dismounted, took off the cloth bag from the horse, and threw it to an adjutant.

"Go, hang these heads outside our tent and ask Daliao whether to surrender or not!"

As she spoke, she strode toward the tent.

"Also, take good care of my horse, it's worn out these days."

I didn't expect that Tuoba Zhuo could run so much, it shows that people can do anything in order to survive in a desperate situation.

Zhong Xiaowu wiped away his tears and chased after him, "General, general, there is one more thing to report to this subordinate—"

Before he finished speaking, Su Yan had already passed through the crowd, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the man in white who was sitting on the wheelchair.

Thin body, clear facial features.

Her face was terrifyingly pale, and only a pair of warm eyes looked at her with a deep smile and joy in her eyes.

"How did you come?"

Su Yan was surprised and delighted, she took off the machete and threw it to Zhong Xiaowu, strode to Yan Fengmian's side, and held his hand, "It's so cold, why do you wear so little?"

She frowned and glanced at the tattered cloak on her body. She didn't know how much blood was stained on it, and it was dried to brown.

Yan Fengmian intertwined her fingers seriously, and only after the catastrophe did she realize how much she cared about her.

The corners of his lips twitched into a smile, letting Su Yan scold him, but he held hers in his hand and never let go.

Such a well-behaved appearance caused the soldiers to smack their tongues.

Whether it was outside rumors or what they saw with their own eyes, they did not think that Yan Fengmian was a good-natured and kind person.

But now, he obediently allowed Su Ro to reprimand in front of everyone. Instead of feeling ashamed, he showed a gentle smile.

This is really one thing and one thing, brine and tofu.

"Xunjiu went to get it, don't worry."

Yan Fengmian's voice was as clear and pleasant as before, but at this moment it was a little dull because he had not slept for many days.

He looked at Su Yan carefully, and when he saw the long and narrow incision on her left face that almost pierced her eyes, he choked his breath, and there was a dense stinging pain in his heart.

"your face--"

He pursed his thin lips and stared at him, "Who hurt you?"

At this moment, his heart was filled with anger, and his eyes were reddened. No matter who it is, he will burn it to ashes!

"Tuoba Zhuo."

Su Yan tilted her face, raised her hand to touch the wound without caring, and she 'hiss' in pain.

"Don't touch it, ask the imperial doctor to come and see." Yan Fengmian immediately grabbed her with one hand and prevented her from touching it.

I have already calculated in my heart, and send someone to find the best medicinal materials for scar removal immediately.

"What? Do you dislike me?" Su Yan smiled softly. She really cared about her face the most, but swords had no eyes on the battlefield, so it would be good for her to save her life. Since the battlefield, she has temporarily forgotten these things.

Moreover, Tuoba Zhuo's face was cut in half by her.

It's also revenge.

"let me see."

Yan Fengmian frowned and pulled La Su Rouge.

Su Yan bowed down obediently with a smile, her eyes were watery, and she was indescribably tender, "I'm afraid you won't be able to avenge me, because his head has already been taken off by me—"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a cold and soft touch coming from the wound.

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