After I disguised myself as a man, I became everyone's white moonlight

Chapter 315: Being carried away, don’t be too outrageous

Bian Hangqing bent his legs and raised his hands to cover his face. The hot tears fell on his palms, and his burning heart seemed to tremble violently.

There was bright red on his hands, and it was hard to tell whether it came from his fingers or from touching someone else.

But what he saw was not the blood in his palm, but the eye-catching scene of Shi Zheng's body being pierced by a spear, leaving a big hole, and blood oozing out.

The tears stained the yellow sand and dust on his face, making his whole face a mess.

My eyelashes were stained with tears, and my vision gradually became blurry.

His vision blurred, tears dripped onto the ground, gradually spreading out, and his thoughts began to drift away.

Bian Hangqing, who joined the army last year, is less than 18 years old. He was far away from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River and came to this "remote and poor countryside". He is really not used to the life of "eating sand every day".

Also, because of his wealthy family background, he was naturally separated from most of the poor soldiers in the army.

Bian Hangqing was excluded and ignored, and it was not easy for him to even find someone to talk to.

Shi Zheng was the first person to talk to him.

Strictly speaking, I wasn't looking for him to talk, I just wanted to discuss things with him.

As a result, the two of them exchanged ideas and communicated more with each other, and began to truly respect each other.

With Shi Zheng's introduction, Bian Hangqing no longer ate alone, went in and out alone, and talked to no one.

Shi Zheng was the first friend he made after arriving at the Xi'an City Army.

The three people present, Tang Yuhuai, Han Yaojun, and Chu Xi, all have good martial arts skills and excellent hearing.

No matter how hard Bian Hangqing tried to suppress his sobs, the sound of a person's normal breathing and crying breathing are completely different.

Bian Hangqing, who was absorbed in his own memories and crying alone, did not notice the three people's gazes falling on him one after another.

Chu Xi's usual sword fell outside and was not taken back, and Tang Yuhuai's sword, which he had drawn before, was also put back into the scabbard.

She didn't have a sword in her hand, so she clenched it out of habit, but in the end, she only grasped some air.

Perhaps realizing belatedly that he no longer had a sword that suited him, Chu Xi suddenly sighed.

"Ugh."

Han Yaojun's gaze moved from Bian Hangqing to the boy's bloodstained profile.

The boy's face was as flawless as white jade. Of course, this was the most appropriate description before blood splashed on his face.

Now this piece of white jade was stained with some bright red, some on the face and some on the eyebrows, which was frightening to look at.

Especially the young man who used to be so confident, now had drooping eyebrows and the light in his eyes seemed to dim silently.

It's hard not to feel sad.

The young man with his lively eyes and eyebrows is like a landscape, an independent landscape that is out of tune with the city of Xi'an.

It is not lifeless, but a unique existence with fresh breath and bright colors.

But now, the light of this bright star seems to have dimmed.

Han Yaojun turned his eyes away, his gaze fell on the bow and arrow in his hand, and then he quietly hid the bow and arrow behind him.

Tang Yuhuai squatted down, raised his hand and held Qi Bai's outstretched hand, "Get up."

Chu Xi was pulled up by Tang Yuhuai.

As for Bian Hangqing who was in a "half-dead" state, Tang Yuhuai did not leave him behind. He raised his hand and signaled the soldiers carrying the stretcher to come closer.

At Tang Yuhuai's command, the two soldiers carrying the stretcher instinctively put down the stretcher, bent down, and tried to lift Bian Hangqing up.

Bian Hangqing was still a little resistant.

He resisted not because he was still angry, but because he didn't want others to see his red-eyed and vulnerable appearance.

Tang Yuhuai said ruthlessly, "If you don't want to be knocked out by me again, just cooperate. Even if the arrow in your body is not poisonous, you have to pull it out!"

Bian Hangqing, who had been knocked unconscious once, naturally did not doubt the truthfulness of Tang Yuhuai's words.

He was not like Chu Jiang, who had trained, eaten and slept with them every day.

Of course I won’t show mercy to him!

Bian Hangqing knew that Tang Yuhuai was a man of his words, so he stopped struggling and let the two of them lift him up and lie on his side.

Avoiding the injured area, he raised his hand and used the back of his hand to cover his face and eyes.

"I know you are sad, Ke Qibai, I want to tell you that the battlefield is so cruel. You have witnessed more than me these days, right?" Tang Yuhuai's attitude was obviously different.

Compared to his ruthlessness towards Bian Hangqing, he was very patient towards Chu Xi.

The boy, who was not very attentive, seemed to have used up all his patience in his life to comfort Chu Xi.

"Who knows, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I might be the one to fall, but I hope you can return safely and not do something as out of control as Bian Hangqing did."

He raised his hand and placed it on Chu Xi's head. He lowered his voice a little, and said in a solemn and slightly gentle tone, "The living are more important than the dead."

"...No." Chu Xi raised her eyes and looked at him firmly, "We will both go back, you and I will both be alive, don't worry, I'm fine."

It’s not that she hasn’t seen it before, but no matter how much she sees it, she can never truly adapt to it.

A living person turned into a cold corpse in the next second, lying on the ground, unable to stand up, breathe, walk, play and laugh with them...

Seeing Qi Bai's eyes become firm, Tang Yuhuai smiled silently, raised his eyes, and turned his gaze to Han Yaojun who was silent.

"General Han, I'll leave this to you. I'll take Qi Bai to see how serious his injuries are."

Han Yaojun nodded without saying anything, "Okay."

He held the boy's arm with one hand and lifted him up from the ground.

Chu Xi was speechless, "......" That's not necessary.

She didn't have any broken arms or legs, so it's a bit exaggerated for her to walk like this!

"Let me go, I can walk by myself."

"If you struggle again, I will carry you away?" Tang Yuhuai raised his eyebrows and spoke in a natural tone.

"..." She is a man now, and it is too outrageous for her to be carried away!

Chu Xi decisively retracted his action.

She didn't want to be hugged by Tang Yuhuai in front of so many people.

"I don't struggle, but..."

When Tang Yuhuai saw Qi Bai stop his actions immediately, he couldn't help but chuckle twice and thought he was very cute.

"I'm really fine. I can walk on my own."

"You have at least a dozen wounds on your body." Tang Yuhuai looked Chu Xi up and down calmly, "You are indeed fine now. When something happens, you will have to lie down and rest."

The eyesight of people who practice martial arts is always more sensitive than that of ordinary people.

He just took a quick glance and roughly figured out from Qi Bai's movements how many wounds Chu Xi had and where they were.

How badly are you hurt?

Both of them spoke in low voices, so the soldiers coming and going had no idea what they were talking about.

Han Yaojun only noticed that Chu Qibai's back was stiff and he looked unnatural as if he was not used to being supported by Tang Yuhuai, but he didn't know what Tang Yuhuai said while turning his head to the side.

After the boy's back was stiff for a while, he no longer resisted and let him walk with support.

Just looking from behind, the two of them were in an intimate posture, like good brothers.