Malone wanted to shout loudly, but he didn't dare to speak like this.
On the high tower, the generals from all directions also showed expressions of ecstasy. The incredible excitement shone with the hot light of the torches on the faces that were blown red by the frosty wind.
It's the Queen!
The empress is not dead, the empress is back!
What kind of damn curse caused their queen to pass away?
Malong Hetai, who was caught in surprise and excitement, suddenly realized something and looked at each other silently. Uneasiness, anticipation, and extremely suppressed ecstasy... wave after wave flew through their eyes.
Because there is another figure beside Ling Xiyue!
Except for that person, there is no one in this world who can stand shoulder to shoulder with their queen and empress just by looking at her figure. There is no other person who is a perfect match.
It's just that they don't dare to make guesses, or they are afraid that their hopes will fail.
The news of Ling Xiyue's death may be a rumor, but they knew Beichenyan's situation clearly at that time. I'm afraid only gods can save him...
How can one really come back to life?
The glimmer of hope was just for them to comfort themselves.
At this time, the figure in a black cloak next to Ling Xiyue moved, slowly raised his head, and stared.
While he was under the city tower, his body was full of fierce aura, as if he was staring down from the top of the sky.
"Still stunned?" the man spoke, his crimson lips curled up in a playful arc, looking at the bulging eyes on the tower, his voice was cold, "I'm really ready to stop you and dismount."
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"emperor!"
Several generals said in unison.
The sounds of ecstasy exploded one after another on the city tower!
Like a raging fire, this cold border night suddenly ignited, and excitement spread rapidly among the soldiers of the three armies like a tide.
The Emperor and the Queen are back!
Zhan Yunyang was the first to react and waved his strong arm, "Open the city gate!"
In the dark night, the city gate, which had been closed for more than ten days, creaked and slowly opened, and two snow-trodden horses galloped in with their masters.
Like a gust of wind, all the soldiers rolled down from the tower and quickly passed towards the two men.
It’s all about running!
Beichenyan flicked his cloak and rolled down from the horse.
The man threw the reins to the soldier on the side, and naturally stretched out his big palm, pinched Ling Xiyue's delicate hand, lifted her off the horse, brought her to his arms, and landed firmly on the ground.
The simplest action seems to have been done thousands of times, but it makes people feel that the air is filled with a thick and indissoluble sweetness, and this desolate wilderness full of fresh wind seems to have given birth to warmth.
The two looked at each other and smiled, then looked at the group of generals rushing towards them from the opposite side.
Zhan Yunyang, Ma Long, He Tai...all of them knew each other, some they didn't know, some they were familiar with, and some they were unfamiliar with. All of them had red eyes.
Bei Chenyan waved his hand, and the broad cloak on his head fell down. His long dark red hair was spread over his shoulders like flowing water, and flowed down in the wind along his broad back.
More than a dozen generals were all stunned for a moment, but their steps towards him still didn't stop.
Nothing else matters, they only know that this is their emperor!
The emperor is back!
The crowd came to the two of them, landed on one knee, and with such solid force that they could clearly hear the "bumping" sound of the landing, they lowered their heads and bowed, "Subordinates, pay homage to the Emperor and the Queen!"
The sound of shouting goes straight up to the sky with the wind.xdw8
Zhan Yunyang knelt at the front, his handsome eyes staring happily at the little girl in front of him.
The man, who was fighting bloody battles among thousands of troops and whose expression remained unchanged, could not restrain his excitement and surprise.
All around the city tower, all the soldiers and generals knelt down, and the atmosphere was dark. The excitement and joy in everyone's hearts were unabashedly displayed on their faces.
The original hesitation, worry...all speculations and uneasiness were now replaced by excitement and joy.
No matter how hard the battle is before us, we will not be afraid!
Although there are only two people, in a battle with thousands of troops, the number is so small that it can be completely ignored, but to the soldiers of Tianlin, it is more than just a number.
They are like a needle that stabilizes the sea, and they are also like a shot in the arm that boosts morale.
There is another word called divine help.
In the hearts of the soldiers in Tianlin, they are gods!
"Uncle, get up quickly." Ling Xiyue walked over in two quick steps and helped Zhan Yunyang up with a smile.
Bei Chenyan looked at the soldiers, raised his hands and said, "Everyone, get up."
"yes"
The generals stood up.
The formal and solemn scene had not lasted for a few seconds when Ma Long came over with tears in his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, Queen, you are fine, but I worry my subordinates to death. I eat every day."
I can’t sleep well, and I don’t even have a few ounces of meat left on my body.”
Ling Xiyue suddenly had a headache.
She looked at the two-hundred-pound man, who was very strong and strong.
He Tai's eyes were filled with tears, and he was about to cry, "Your Majesty, Queen, you are finally back. Your subordinates will be disappointed. If you don't come back, the world will be in chaos!"
These two veterans in their forties and fifties have been leading Beichen Yan in the army since he was a few years old.
It can be said that he has followed him all the way through life and death, or it can be said that he has watched Bei Chenyan grow up. This friendship has gone beyond the ordinary relationship between an emperor and his ministers.
Seeing Bei Chenyan return in good health, with no missing arms or legs, why didn't these two people burst into tears?
Ma Long looked at the man with long dark red hair and increasingly handsome features in front of him. His voice was choked and he was about to cry, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, you are really fine. I'm afraid this is not a nightmare..."
The corners of Ling Xiyue's mouth curled up, she wanted to smile but felt it was inappropriate.
What is a nightmare?
Can only be seen in nightmares?
Yan is said to be like a man-eating devil...
Seeing them with runny noses and tears, wanting to pounce on them, but not daring to do so, Beichenyan's eyebrows twitched secretly, and he gave a deep voice and glanced at them with disgust, "Okay, I'm fine, nothing happened."
That look in his eyes made him really afraid that they would cry.
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay." Ma Long showed a smile of relief like an old father's.
As he spoke, his eyes turned and fell on Ling Xiyue again, "Empress, there is no news about you leaving now, but you have worried your subordinates to death!"
Ling Xiyue's eyebrows also jumped, please spare her...
"I don't know where the bastard news comes from these days, saying... Hey, it's just some bastard talk anyway. Rumors are harmful to people!" Ma Long said with indignation, looking at the lively woman in front of him, looking up and down with wide eyes.
As if he was worried that she was missing an arm or a leg, he finally said, "My dear, are you okay?"
Ling Xiyue was about to cry, so she patiently said, "It's okay..."
Zhan Yunyang also looked at his niece carefully.
Well, it is complete...
That seriousness and caution, without the slightest hint of joking, all indicate that their requirements are really not high, as long as they can come back intact and alive...
This is what everyone is pursuing. If Ling Xiyue knew about it, he would probably vomit blood!