Zhuge Canglan sneered: "You should be glad that you saved me, otherwise... you will not be as simple as being beaten now."

"What if you don't save you?"

Zhuge Canglan stretched out his two fingers and made a finger that was digging his eyes, and said viciously: "I will dig your eyes."

Wusheng covered his eyes and quickly took a step back, "You...you...you...so...so good-looking."

Zhuge Canglan twitched his mouth. She thought Wusheng would say that you were really violent, but he didn't expect that his reflex arc was so long that he jumped to his appearance in an instant.

When Wusheng saw Zhuge Canglan ignore him, he slowly leaned over and asked in confusion: "Canglan, that... why are you different from us?"

Zhuge Canglan gritted his teeth and asked calmly: "Why aren't it different? They all have two eyes, one nose and one mouth..."

Wusheng shook his head: "It's different, it's different... Your taste is different from ours." And his body seems to be different.

In the next half of the sentence, his intuition told him that if he said it, he might be beaten even worse, so Wusheng really chose to swallow it.

Zhuge Canglan breathed a little relieved, "What does it taste?"

"I don't know what to say, I've never seen you...you...you like..."

Zhuge Canglan was surprised. She remembered something. The dead people she had seen had entered the barracks and said that she had never seen a woman now. Has they...never seen a woman?

It’s still like a woman here, but if there were no women, how did these people come from?

However, if this is the case, it would be easy to fool him.

Zhuge Canglan said casually: "I am all human beings like you, not fairies, there is nothing different. Let's take me out for a walk... I haven't seen the military camp yet."

Wusheng stopped her: "You can't go out like this..."

"Why can't it work?"

"Come with me." Wusheng grabbed Zhuge Canglan's hand and dragged it into his general's tent, then drove everyone out, and tumbling alone for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhuge Canglan looked at himself in the bronze mirror and felt a little chilled.

Wusheng didn't know what she had applied to her face, but he painted her face a little dull and waxy, looking like a malnourished boy, completely different from the beautiful girl who was like a lotus in the water the moment before.

But this is much more ordinary, without blinking at all, and it is easier to get along with a group of men.

Wusheng looked at Zhuge Canglan's face with satisfaction: "This way, I'll feel relieved..."

...

After many days, Zhuge Canglan gradually felt that this "non-birthless land" should be a real existence.

It was just another space, a space that was completely different from the stone steps she lived in, a tragic world that really existed.

She went from being impatient to being numb.

Fifteen days, nearly twenty battles...

Time and time, she watched those familiar faces fall down one by one, blood staining the loess red.

Zhuge Canglan asked the soldiers where they came from and why they wanted to fight?

Their answers were all unknown, they didn't know where they came from, and they called them for no reason...

It seems that I was born to fight and kill, and I will fight until I die...

It seems that this is the reason for the existence of birthless land!
Chapter completed!