She smiled slightly and said, "General Du, please be patient. Although the Nanyi barbarians are arrogant now, our army can wait and wait for their arrogance to pass. Then we can attack again. That would be a surprise."

An Ye glanced at her in surprise, not expecting that such a little soldier could actually tell some tactics.

"This..." Du Yaoting was thinking about whether what she said made sense, and then heard Leng Mingyi say: "I heard that the general is very harsh on his subordinates. Is this the case?"

Du Yaoting was stunned: "What do you mean, Your Majesty?" You know, although he is very strict in running the army, he never undercuts the soldiers, so he has high prestige and reputation in the army.

"That's the soldier named Leng Mingyi. I heard that not only did you make him do the most painful, tiring and dirty work, but you also threatened his life from time to time. Isn't this called harsh treatment?"

Du Yaoting was surprised: "So the prince is talking about him?" He didn't understand, how could such a lazy person like the Thirteenth Prince know such a little soldier.

"I'm telling you, the prince, it's actually because Leng Mingyi's origins are unknown, so I have to keep a close eye on him. In addition, I think this soldier is smart and a talent that can be developed, so I specially trained him to prepare him for the future.

Become a great weapon."

These words were really said in a smooth and dignified way! Leng Mingyi curled her mouth under the mask and said disapprovingly: "What you said is correct, but everything must be done in a moderate manner and not to go too far.

"

Du Yaoting thought for a while, but had no choice but to say: "I will consider this issue."

At this moment, there was a sudden hurried sound outside the tent, and a black shadow was seen passing behind the tent. The tip of the sword pierced the tent and stabbed directly towards Leng Mingyi's face.

"There are assassins——"

Leng Mingyi was so shocked that she jumped up and leaned against the wall.

"My lord, be careful!" Du Yaoting jumped up and started fighting with the assassin without saying a word.

Only then did Leng Mingyi suddenly realize that the bad guy, the Thirteenth Prince, had expected that there would be an assassin today, so he asked Leng Mingyi to come here to die! What a bastard!

The assassin's martial arts skills were extremely high. He pushed Du Yaoting and An Ye away with two palms respectively. The bright sword flew out of his hand and stabbed directly towards Leng Mingyi's chest. The speed was so fast that Leng Mingyi was stunned.

.

No, no, she has already died once, she cannot die in vain again!

Not knowing where the courage came from, Leng Mingyi quickly kicked up a wooden stool next to her and held it in front of her with both hands. At that moment, the sword pierced the wooden stool and penetrated deeply.

The tip of the sword reached her chest.

A waterfall of cold sweat flowed down from Leng Mingyi's forehead. Just when she was about to take a breather, suddenly, the assassin refused to give up. He stood up and kicked with flying feet. He was about to hit the stool with his kick.

On the sword handle in front of her, as long as the tip of the sword moved forward for even half a moment, she would die.

The assassin is so fast that almost no one can stop him.

"It's over, it's over, now I get to see God again! Oh Amitabha, Lord Buddha, please bless me and worship you as my teacher after the end of the Western Heaven, so that I can accumulate some virtue and live longer in the next life."

Leng Mingyi swore that if her soul traveled through time again, she would never stay in this bullshit Apocalypse Kingdom, and she would never let go of that bastard Thirteenth Prince!

She closed her eyes, really planning to wait to die.

Unexpectedly, there was a muffled sound in my ears.

"Bang!" A black shadow flew into the air like a parabola, then hit the opposite wall and fell to the ground, like a puddle of mud.

Leng Mingyi waited for death but didn't wait. He finally opened his eyes, and what caught his eye was a mask that was exactly the same as his own, and a piece of clothing that was exactly the same.

"Ah!" She immediately threw her stool and jumped up, "What a ghost!"

This man in white is obviously more than a head taller than her. He stands there like a beautiful jade tree and has an extraordinary bearing. It is so pleasing to the eye that he almost forgets to speak. If it were an ordinary woman, even if he could not see his face, it was just his mask. The thin cherry-red lips exposed from under her, and the faint smile evoked by her, could seduce the seven souls away from the six souls. It was a pity that Leng Mingyi was not in the mood to appreciate the handsome guy at this time.

The masked man slightly curved his lips, revealing a charming smile.

However, in Leng Mingyi's eyes, that smile was simply a devilish smile, because she was about to escape from the gate of hell once, and it was the guy in front of her who harmed others.

Mu Lan Xibai stood in front of her, looked her up and down, slightly curved her lips and said, "It's quite interesting."

"Damn it! What a pervert!" Leng Mingyi didn't care what kind of prince he was, she would beat him even if he was the emperor. She punched him, but Mu Lan Xibai's hand was twisted.

"Ah...it hurts..." She just bared her teeth and screamed. She had practiced before, but compared with a perverted master like Mu Lan Xibai, it was naturally nothing to mention.
Chapter completed!