Clang! Clang! Clang!
The fierce battle continued and Long Qian Xing was panting badly. He could barely pay attention to his soldiers' situation but he knew that many of them had fallen in this battle.
It was painful.
But he couldn't stop.
Swish! Jleb!
Seeing an arrow hitting the enemy in front of him, Long Qian Xing suddenly paused and saw several more arrows had come, hitting every enemy around him accurately. His heart pounded and he turned around.
It was dark and he couldn't see clearly.
But he knew that she was definitely there.
Sitting on top of her horse, Nan Hua was holding a bow and kept on hitting the soldiers from the Northern Tribe. Not a single one of them could get close to Long Qian Xing.
Long Qian Xing smiled.
Nan Hua looked at Long Qian Xing helplessly. Storms brewed in her eyes, filling it with both anger and frustration. But at the end of the day, it was impossible for these two stubborn people to stop doing what they wanted to do.
They knew it very well.
It was also because of this that they could only cooperate and help the other party.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The sun finally rise.
And it showed how devastated this place has become after the battle. The soldiers who were still alive even though they were injured were pulled back by the soldiers brought by Nan Hua and were being treated quickly.
As for the rest, they could only be left behind.
There were so many people dying in this battle and the snow had turned red because of blood.
It was tragic.
Long Qian Xing suppressed his emotion and looked at Nan Hua, who came over. "Why are you here?"
From what he knew, Nan Hua was still resting in the Long Family Residence. Even though their daughter was already a few month's old, it was not good for Nan Hua to run around to the north, especially in this temperature.
"I'm here to help you," Nan Hua replied and then pulled Long Qian Xing to the tent. "I have prepared a place for you to rest. Sleep for a few incense sticks of time and then I have to go."
"Where?" Long Qian Xing did feel that his brain was slower than usual from not sleeping all day long. He was indeed very tired, but when he heard Nan Hua's words, he felt worried.
"To deal with him," Nan Hua whispered in a low voice.
Him?
Long Qian Xing's eyes flickered and then he guessed that the <world consciousness> should have made the arrangement. Perhaps, the <world consciousness> contacted Nan Hua directly.
After all, their switch back in Shi Long Kingdom at that time had allowed Nan Hua to be closer to the <world consciousness>.
He frowned.
"Will it be dangerous?"


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