The Female General’s Little Childhood Sweetheart

If Xiaohuai sees this sentence, it means that your purchase ratio is too low. Lu Feng depressed the strange feeling in her heart, and she could not help taking her to listen to Fengyuan. It seems that the key to this dream is in her yard. Here, it seems that someone is waiting for her there.

Everyone on the road who she could recognize was washing her face with tears, and she was holding a little master in her mouth.

Lu Feng's footsteps, a strange scene on his mind without warning.

"Report the general, there was a spy in the camp, and our sneak attack plan was found and is now surrounded."

"General, the flare has been manipulated and cannot be sent out at all!"

"General, I will **** you to death when I die!"

A bow and arrow of fire came from all directions, reflecting the gloomy moonless night sky.

They had a hundred people, like living targets, and there was nowhere to run in this overwhelming bow and arrow.

"master!"

A familiar voice came from behind. Lu Feng coincided with the person in the dream who was called a general. When he turned around, he saw the wood blocking her, and grinned and said, "Master, wood ... take a step."

The wood in front, the blood on the mature face after the fight, there are her own and enemies.

"Wood!" Lu Feng reached out and held his hand to support the sword's shaky wood, sore in his eyes.

This man was picked up from the side of the road when she was three years old. She used her hand to hold half of the sesame cake and coaxed her back home, and she became a follower next to her.

Tupaki grew up with her since she was a child, carried countless black pots for her, and was scolded countless times by her father, but she still had no regrets. When she reached such a desperate situation, she was still willing to use her body to block her from arrows ...

Putting the wood with closed eyes down, Lu Feng looked up at the flaming flames that fell from the sky, and there was obviously unwillingness and resentment in her heart. Unwilling to die before he can do anything, and resent that there are people in the DPRK who sell their country through the enemy!

All the guards around him fell to the ground.

The enemy's horn sounded all around. At that moment, I didn't know where the courage came from, or the determination of the body's original owner. Lu Feng pulled out a long sword around his waist, slamming his feet on the ground, holding his hands. The hilt, straightened back, and closed his eyes slowly against the fire.

The sharp arrow passed through the armor cuttings. The pain in the body, Lu Feng felt the same. As he was dying, a bright and dazzling face suddenly came into view, and a pair of peach-eyed eyes with soft tenderness lingered. The man smiled and smiled softly, calling her, "Lu Feng ..."

Lu Feng slowly raised her hand, and the flames of the sky turned into a man in a suit. The man's appearance was not even clear to her, but she knew subconsciously that this was exactly what her husband was when he got married. He is beautiful.

The thin lips lightly opened, and the blood slowly ran down the corner of his mouth. Lu Feng heard himself calling, "Candied ..."

...

All the red in front faded away, and the goal was the whiteness of the house.

Lu Feng's feet were cold, and he reached out to cover the chest shot by the arrow, taking a deep breath. Although I knew that I was dreaming, I still felt a pain here.

When the feeling of suffocation eased, Lu Feng lifted his feet and walked to his yard.

In the past, I heard that the Feng Xiaoyuan seemed extraordinarily empty at the moment. Just in the autumn, Lu Feng felt that the courtyard was depressed, except for the dazzling white. No color.

Her feet led her to the back room, and before she entered the door, Lu Feng heard the desperate crying inside.

Lu Feng had a weird feeling in her heart. Before she saw anyone, she felt the sound familiar.

"Lu Feng, Lu Feng ..."

These two words seem to be trying to awaken her heart, to awaken her memory ... to awaken her memory of someone.

Candied fruit.

Lu Feng walked in through the wall, and saw a man in white mourning clothes, sitting in the corner of the bed, holding one of a pair of pillows in his hands, crying with his face buried in the pillows.

This dream is too weird to even describe it as a nightmare. But Lu Feng did not feel scared, but was a little uncomfortable.

It's autumn, why is he so thin?

I told him to eat well, why he lost weight as soon as he went out.

The person on the bed seemed to feel something, looked up at where she stood, and husky voice called her, "Lu Feng?"

He threw his pillow off the bed, and because of the cricket's strength, the legs softened as soon as he got out of the bed, and he suddenly fell to the ground with a muffled noise in his knees.

Lu Feng couldn't control the distress, the painful heart trembled, but the outstretched hand couldn't help him.

The man didn't feel the pain. He climbed up with his arms and looked for her all over the room.

Lu Feng could clearly feel his emotions, he could see his movements, even he knew tears in his eyes, but he couldn't see his face clearly, just like before, he knew this man was her husband. , But just can't see his face clearly.

But he was sure in his heart that he was candied. Because I called out myself ...

He stumbled to the yard, and Lu Feng followed him, watching his feet without shoes, trying to persuade him to go back.

He looked around without seeing himself close to him, and finally crouched weakly and wept.

When Lu Feng heard someone coming over, he turned around and saw his father Ji. The person squatting on the ground looked up at Ji's, stretched his arms around his hem, and wept bitterly, "Lu Feng ..."

Xu Mu squatted on the snow in the afternoon, holding her clothes in her little hands, her forehead rested on her calf and cried, and her mouth shouted, "Lu Feng ..."

The two scenes overlap, and Lu Feng can't hear anything. Only Xu Mu's desperate and depressed cry sounds to her ears.

Lu Feng felt that his heart felt as if he had been severely choked, and it was difficult to breathe. This feeling was even more unbearable than the bow and arrow penetrating the body.

"Candied, don't cry, where am I? Where am I. Even if I die, I will be by your side."

With this, Lu Fengguang opened his mouth but couldn't say anything. He clenched his clothes tightly on his chest, watching him crying desperately ...

"Master?" Wood heard the voice quickly came from the atrium in the middle of the night, lit the candle, and saw Lu Feng on the bed sweating, tears on his face, his arms stretched with his hands open and his mouth gasping.

Seeing Lu Feng in the wood, I'm afraid it was a nightmare, and quickly patted her hand, calling: "Master? Master."

"Candied!" Lu Feng yelled and opened his eyes, breathing like a stranded fish with his mouth open.

"Master, you're awake." Mu Dua breathed a sigh of relief, helped Lu Difeng to sit up, reached out and patted her on the back, and said worriedly, "You have a nightmare, I called you for a while ... but wake up It's okay to come. "

Lu Feng stared blankly at the wood in front of her, looking at her worried face, and felt uncomfortable in her heart. His mouth moved, only to find his throat was so dumb.

Seeing Lu Feng's lips pale and dry, she quickly poured a glass of water over her. "I just heard you call the candied fruit, do you want to eat candied fruit?"

She said that she took out the oil paper bag from the dark cabinet of Lu Feng's soft couch, opened it and handed it to Lu Feng. Due to the recent Ji Ruan's daily visit to "Sweet Baiwei", the preserves in Lu Feng's cabinet have not been broken.

Lu Feng drank his mouth and moistened his throat before reaching out and pinching a candied fruit into his mouth. This kind of candied fruit is wrapped in a layer of sweet powder, which has a unique sense of coolness. The sweet taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, and Lu Feng felt better.

"Go to sleep." Lu Feng only ate one, squeezed another into a wooden mouth, and gave her a tea cup to let her rest early.

Lying on the bed again, Lu Feng touched the position of her heart, and felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable. She closed her eyes to recall the dream just now, but found that all the memories are not very clear, only Xu Mu crying, she still remembers.

Lu Feng touched the neck where Xu Mu was crying in the afternoon. The inner shirt was wet by him, and her tears were on her shoulders. When she returned, her body was stiff, and she changed her clothes when she returned Came down.

This candied fruit is made of water ...

Crying to wet her clothes, she cried and had a nightmare all night.

Lu Feng reached out and rubbed his stuffy chest, closed his eyes and fell asleep again. 2k novel reading network