Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

Zhou An suddenly hugged Qinghe and rolled to the side, avoiding the peach wood sword, and he also broke free from the talisman on his body.

Qinghe looked at her in astonishment, then a flash of surprise appeared in his eyes, "Young General!"

Zhou An held his head with both hands, wailed in pain, his face ferocious, and the red in his eyes began to gather again, covering the black color under his eyes.

not good!

Chu Jiaojiao immediately put a talisman on his forehead, and Zhou An calmed down instantly.

Qinghe also hurriedly got up from the ground and asked anxiously: "Master, what's going on?"

Chu Jiaojiao winked at her quietly and whispered, "Cooperate with me and do an experiment."

What experiment?

Before Qinghe could react, Chu Jiaojiao raised her sword and stabbed at her again, "Kill you!"

Qinghe was startled and saw that the sword stopped just before it hit her, just for show.

While she was shouting "Kill her", she was keeping an eye on Zhou An's movements.

Hey, why is there no response?

What's wrong?

By the way, there is still a lot to say.

Chu Jiaojiao winked at Qinghe and sneered, "Want to marry him? You two will never be together even if you die!"

Coincidentally, his father had also said this to her.

A flash of pain flashed in Qinghe's eyes. After all, she was a ghost, and her ability to control her emotions was much worse. She immediately said angrily: "Then don't even think about asking me to marry the Turkic King! I will only marry General Zhou in this life!"

Oh, there is also the matter of the Turkic king.

Chu Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with gossip as she continued, "The Turkic King is so great, tall and mighty, no less superior than that boy surnamed Zhou. As a princess, you have received splendor and wealth, so you should pay the price for it."

I don’t know which words touched Qinghe, but even Zhou An’s reaction became bigger, and half of the talisman had been taken away by him.

Chu Jiaojiao continued, and suddenly smiled, "If you marry into the Turkic tribe, the Zhou family kid won't have to go to war. Wars can kill people, and you don't want him to die, do you?"

Hearing this, Qinghe was stunned for a moment, then suddenly calmed down. However, she was still immersed in the emotions of the past, as if she was facing not Chu Jiaojiao, but her father. She said with a sad face: "Okay, I will marry you!"

"No!" Zhou An roared, shaking off the other half of the immobilization talisman. He hugged Qinghe tightly, his eyes intertwined with red and black. He covered his head and squeezed out three words in pain, "No...want...to marry!"

Really useful!

Chu Jiaojiao's eyes lit up and she contradicted him: "Marry!"

Zhou An's dark eyes appeared, "I won't marry!"

Chu Jiaojiao: "Marry!"

Zhou An's black pupils widened, and the redness faded a little, "I won't marry you!"

Chu Jiaojiao: "Just marry her! It's all your fault that you couldn't win the fight, so she had to go and marry."

There was a flash of pain in Zhou An's eyes, hostility filled his body, and the red in his eyes began to surge again.

It's over, the stimulation was too much and it had the opposite effect.

Chu Jiaojiao hurriedly said, "You can win, you are the best. As long as you agree to fight, your princess won't have to go to marry."

The redness in Zhou An's eyes faded. He looked at Qinghe and recognized her. "Qinghe."

"It's me." Qinghe held his hand tightly, tears of blood streaming down his face.

The bright red liquid made Zhou An's heart burn. He raised his hand stiffly and touched her cheek, "Don't cry."

Qinghe smiled at him and said, "Okay, I won't cry."

Zhou An lowered his gaze to the red mark on her neck, and a picture suddenly flashed through his mind.

In the yellow sand, he saw a woman in a wedding dress searching among the piles of corpses on the ground, shouting "Little General" miserably.

She searched for seven days and seven nights, her tears dried up and her voice became hoarse, but she had no idea that his body had long been thrown onto the grassland by the enemy and left to be eaten by wolves.

In the end, all she found was his blood-stained battle robe.

At that moment, he clearly saw that the light in her eyes had dimmed.

She picked up the sword on the ground, like a blooming flower in the sea of corpses and blood. She smiled brightly, still the same as he remembered.

He heard her say, "Young General, I'm here to marry you."

Then, without hesitation, she slashed his neck hard, and he fell to the ground like a fallen leaf, still holding his battle robe and red tasseled spear in his hands.

Blood kept flowing from her neck and she was twitching in pain. Zhou An felt that he had never felt such pain even when he was torn into pieces by the enemy.

His little princess.

"Don't die." He whispered, the red in his left eye completely disappeared, a tear of blood flowed out, and only half of his right eye was still red.

Why is it so difficult to remove?

Chu Jiaojiao ate some melon seeds and leaned over to say, "Even though we may not sleep together in life, we will be together in death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou An's hostility spread out, and he swung his hand fiercely, saying in a cold voice: "Don't touch her!"

"Puff..." Chu Jiaojiao was caught off guard and was knocked away by him, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

At this moment, the red color in Zhou An's right eye completely disappeared.

His consciousness returned.

He also realized this, looked at Qinghe with some surprise, and said excitedly: "Princess..."

He wanted to go up and hug her, and Qinghe also ran towards him.

However, at the moment when they were about to hug each other, she dodged, passed him, and ran behind him.

Zhou An was stunned and turned his head blankly, only to see Qinghe running up to Chu Jiaojiao and looking at her nervously, "Master, are you okay?"

Chu Jiaojiao spat out blood and burst into tears. "Something's wrong! He almost beat me to death!"

She just wanted to watch the fun, why did you hit her?

Why is her life so miserable?

Thinking of this, Chu Jiaojiao cried even louder.

Qinghe looked at her apologetically, "I'm sorry, don't blame General Zhou, he didn't mean it."

At this moment, she had already realized why Chu Jiaojiao said that.

She wanted to stimulate Zhou An to regain his consciousness, which had been devoured. Only in this way would Zhou An avoid death.

However, she was injured and she was filled with self-blame.

"Sorry, you can take all the things in my tomb."

Hearing this, Chu Jiaojiao's eyelids twitched, and she asked in a low voice, "Really?"

"Really." Qinghe said seriously.

Chu Jiaojiao sat up immediately and said, "You should have said it earlier."

She took out a pill from her bag and swallowed it, her face quickly turning red.

Qinghe looked at her in surprise, "Master, what are you doing?"

Chu Jiaojiao snorted softly, "How could this master be easily fooled? That was all part of my performance."

Tough talk.

Lin Guozheng saw it clearly. She was obviously busy watching the fun and didn't notice that Zhou An had actually hit her.

It's just that her injury is not as serious as it looks.

Not only does he like to watch the fun, he also cares too much about face.

I really admire her.