Bart opened his eyes and saw a mocking gaze coming from the smoke.
"No one killed you?! Hahaha..." He suddenly started laughing wildly...
"Battle!" Mei Liangchen was horrified by his appearance and couldn't help clenching his fists.
Battle's old face was shrouded in the dark clouds above his head, revealing an indescribable weirdness. "Mayne, you are too naive. Back then, if I hadn't taken you to hide in this isolated grassland, you would have turned into ashes.
It's gone!" His terrifying smile slowly froze on his weathered face. After a while, he comforted the stunned young man with a hoarse and low voice: "Don't be afraid, Mayne... As long as Battle is still breathing, he will be able to do it.
Keep you safe."
She stared at him blankly, as if a big stone was stuck in her heart, which was so painful that she couldn't express it. "You were injured before, and it was all for show, right? And the warriors you killed were not from the Temur sect either.
Are you here, right? Does he want to kill me?!" No matter how stupid she was, she could still smell the horrible and bloody atmosphere in his inexplicable words. She was afraid, and a kind of fear from her bones weighed heavily on her.
All around her, thunder suddenly exploded above her head, making her tremble all over. She crossed her shoulders and looked helplessly at the mysterious old man opposite, expecting him to tell her that this was all a dream and that she had dreamed it.
nightmare.
Battle took a long puff on his pipe, and his cloudy old eyes were gradually covered by a layer of white mist. "Mayne, you are very smart."
Her heart suddenly trembled, he actually admitted it!
Seeing her panicked look, a warmth appeared in Battle's old eyes. "Mayne, are you afraid of Battle?"
Her quiet gaze rested on him for a moment, then she shook her head and said, "No...I'm not afraid, I'm just worried that something will happen to you!" Everything he did made her uneasy, from mysterious pills to bloodthirsty murders,
She couldn't see through his heart more and more.
Battle frowned and smiled. He blew his pipe and pot, and looked at the stormy grassland with his old eyes filled with emotion, and said slowly: "Silly boy, you are as kind as your mother!" He liked this child and had already put it in his heart.
She regarded him as a master whom he would defend to the death. He had endured humiliation for many years just to keep the promise he had made to his master who died tragically.
He does not regret losing his rich and peaceful life and accompanying her throughout her life. Because Meenjiya is the one who lives in his heart, the most beautiful continuation...
"Mother?!" Mei Liangchen spat out the words buried deep in her heart with difficulty. Her mother's soft and kind face seemed to appear in front of her eyes, caressing the sleepy little girl, calling her Liangchen, Xiaoliangchen, her
Mother....
"Where is my mother? Battle! Is my mother still alive?" She held Battle's hand excitedly..
Battle's eyes dimmed instantly. He looked toward the east, meditating intently, and then said slowly for a while: "She went to the paradise on the sea. Mayne, she has no pain anymore!"
"Bartel, where is my father?" She can't only have her mother.
Battle looked at her with strange eyes and said bitterly: "Of course he has to stay with your mother, he doesn't deserve to live in the world!" A man as poisonous as a snake and scorpion should be sent to the eighteenth level of hell!
All dead?!
After hearing the heart-wrenching news, the flame of hope was extinguished in an instant. She fell to the ground and sadly looked at the pasture in the distance, tears pouring out uncontrollably.
Although her parents were not the ones who gave birth to her and raised her, they were closely related to her body in this life. After they died, she was still a helpless orphan.
"Mayne, it's not the time to be sad yet!" Battelle knocked off the ash from his pipe pot, blew it with his mouth, and said with a solemn expression: "Our whereabouts have been discovered by them. It seems that we will not be here for a long time in the grassland.
!”
Mei Liangchen was startled, raised his head suddenly and asked, "Are we leaving?"
Battle looked at the grassland where the rain was about to come, and said with certainty: "Yes, Mayne, the storm is coming, and so is the danger!"
"I won't leave! Battle, who are they? Why should we be afraid of them!" She couldn't figure out whether the powerful cavalry army was not enough to protect her and Battle?
"Their terror is the savagery and greed soaked in the bone marrow. They are cruelty and bloodshed that you can't imagine. Once they are targeted, they will drag us into an eternal hell!" When mentioning the invisible enemy, Battelle's old eyes overflowed with joy.
Stocks of heart-stopping fear.
Mei Liangchen looked at him blankly and murmured: "Battle, but I can't leave... I have a general, and I promised him that I won't run away again!"
"Don't be stupid, he is also a poisonous snake, how can he really treat you?" Battelle sneered.
She shook her head sadly... It's not like that. Battelle didn't understand the relationship between her and Yelu Qingge. "He promised me! He's not someone who doesn't keep his word!" Today, when the relationship is getting stronger, what should she do?
Leave him behind easily and fly away...
"Hmph...you are as stupid as your mother! You will never understand a man's heart until the last moment. It is like a poisonous snake's message daubed with honey!"
"No, he is not that kind of person!" She still wanted to defend him.
Battle smiled cruelly: "Isn't it? Haha, then go back and take a look. See if he is waiting for the beloved tired bird to return to its nest, or is he opening his arms to welcome his noble and beautiful princess!"
princess?!
Princess Wuya?
She stood frozen on the spot as if she had been shocked by electricity, and the rolling thunder above her head exploded again. Before the people hiding from the rain dispersed, huge raindrops were already pouring down from the dark sky.
Three days later, we left the grassland.
The image of Bart's rickety back was like a gust of wind, disappearing without a trace in an instant...
The rain soaked her pale face and cooled her hot heart.
She walked slowly like a zombie, and her stumbling figure looked particularly desolate on the yellow-green grassland...