After a day of time, the people outside the hut were no longer stalemate, and gradually some people dispersed. However, there were still people waiting outside, and they were waiting for Xia Xu to go out in seclusion.

But it is obvious that such severe injuries cannot be cured overnight.

"Miss Ruo, don't you rest?" Seeing that the sky was about to get dark again, Zhuo Yiling walked to her side. Meng'er, since that day, has been guarding the house with two swords, without moving.

At this moment, the amber-like eyes did not dare to feel any fatigue, but the inner pain could not be concealed.

The girl seemed to have shed tears. She was no longer by his side at this moment, and the girl was no longer weak and became extremely strong.

However, this strength is like a heavy shackle, which makes people feel pitiful.

Meng'er shook her head, and even though she had a little fatigue flashed, she quickly stopped it.

"I promised the young master to guard him at the door. If the young master doesn't leave for a day, I won't leave for a day. This is... the only thing I can do now."

"Is that true..." For some reason, Zhuo Yiling sighed and sat down next to him, "I can only stay with you for one night. In this army, the deployment of the entire army still counts on me."

"The female general doesn't have to accompany me, I..."

"Stop calling like this." Zhuo Yiling shook her head, "Just call as you like."

Meng'er looked straight over and found that Zhuo Yiling buried her forehead. That state gave people a greater feeling than before, as if... there was a sign of collapse.

Seeing this, Meng'er thought something. Finally, she still spoke: "Miss Zhuo."

As if relieved, a vicissitudes of smile flashed across Zhuo Yiling's mouth, and then immediately turned his head: "What's wrong?"

"The young master said that with you guarding this army of devastated nations, why worry about the revival of the Daxia dynasty."

Unexpectedly, this sentence was immediately rejected: "Stop joking. I... can't compare with my father. It seems that I can't continue the name of the National Guardian Army."

"There is always only one saint in the country." Meng'er said this without thinking.

"Yes." Zhuo Yiling held a strand of hair around her ears with her hands, perhaps blocking her expression.

"But, Miss Zhuo just needs to be herself."

The sound blew into Zhuo Yiling's ears with the cold storm and blizzard.

After a long pause, she suddenly stood up and laughed for no reason, "Hahaha, be yourself, hahaha, yes, is that simple reason..."

"Yes." Meng'er nodded, "Perhaps, in the near future, a name that is louder than the National Guardian Army Saint will appear."

"Really, tears burst out." Zhuo Yiling quickly wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands, "Thank you, Miss Ruo. Can I... call you Meng'er?"

Meng'er nodded quickly to agree: "Yeah. Of course."

So...is that true?

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Yiling took off the helmet from her head, revealing her long black hair.

That natural beauty shocked everyone at once. It seemed like a flower in this frontier, elegant and sad.

Zhuo Yiling, who was completely refreshed, turned her head and said, "Sorry, Meng'er. I may not be able to accompany you anymore."

"It's okay. The spiritual power in the hut is deep. I guess the young master... is out of danger of his life."

"That's the best."

After hearing this, she finally felt relieved and waved goodbye to Meng'er.

Yes, that's right. Why have I been so entangled all the time?

She has always imitated her father's footsteps... It's so stupid. That kind of useless imitation must have ended.

Zhuo Yiling looked at the floating clouds in the sky and calmed down.

I...even me, but I can only be me. Why did I find out such a simple truth after so long?

She walked into her house and pulled out a dusty box under the bed. She still remembered that it was a gift from her father when she first went to the battlefield.

However, it has been here for a long time. I have never even opened it again to see it.

Zhuo Yiling shook her hand and the dust on the box was wiped clean. She held the box with both hands, and after taking several deep breaths, she finally made up her mind.

When you open the box, it is not a magic weapon for cultivation or a secret to martial arts. It is just an ordinary piece of clothing.

The clothes are all made of green-patterned brocade feather-satin cloaks, with gold rings on the edges, and cast iron-shaped protective gears made of cast iron at joints.

This... is the artificial female armor that Dad personally found.

She picked it up, looked it carefully, then took off the heavy armor on her body and replaced it with this one.

In the past, she didn't want to wear one, but she felt that this way of slandering the army of the devastated country. Perhaps, it was just to get infinitely close to her father.

But now I suddenly realized how ridiculous I was before.

"It's true. Isn't it very beautiful?"

She looked at the bronze mirror in front of her and couldn't bear to say something to herself.

Yes, this equipment not only has a kind of majesty, but also has a few emerald patterns on the sides. Against this backdrop, her beauty becomes more and more charming.

Immediately afterwards, Zhuo Yiling picked up the matching hairpin and tied up her black hair.

Sure enough, this is the most suitable for me.

Then, she slowly walked to the window with her hands on the window ridge, "I must ask clearly when the prince comes out of seclusion. But... even though she said so, the prince must have his own difficulties."

Moreover, she didn't know how much Xia Xu had carried.

"General, are you here?"

Hearing the sound outside the door, Zhuo Yiling hurriedly opened the door, "Is the prince coming out?"

"This..." Seeing her appearance, the soldiers outside the door were obviously stunned. Then they quickly reacted, "No, it's not him. It's the Xiao family..."

"Xiao family?" Zhuo Yiling frowned, "The head of the Xiao family has been driven out of the army, what else can I say?"

"No... the Xiao family has been destroyed."

...

Time comes two hours ago.

"Damn it, it's up to that little girl!"

After hearing about Zhuo Yiling's performance, the head of the Xiao family was indeed furious, "That girl does this, and I will definitely be able to win the head of the entire army when I return to the army. At that time, she should go home. How can the army of the devastated country be handed over to her a little girl?"

"What my father said is so good that I am willing to follow you." Xiao Tingxuan bowed to him, "In this way, this army of the devastated country will belong to my father."

"Xuan'er, your strength is above me. At that time, I will be the chief general and you will be the deputy general!" The head of the Xiao family looked at the son in front of him with great satisfaction, and then said, "It's not like your incompetent brother, really, where did you go."
Chapter completed!