Xiao Zhan smiled cleverly and walked in front of Xu Xingxia with an elegant expression.

The two walked out of the city gate of Zhenyuan Pass and came to the Gobi Desert outside. At this time, the outside of Zhenyuan Pass had not been cleaned yet, and there were messy battlefield abandonment everywhere. Looking from a distance, there were a lot of wretched people's bodies. The bodies of the war horses had been cleaned up and buried in a concentrated manner. However, the bodies of the war horses and various debris had not yet begun to be cleaned up. There was still a strong smell of blood in the air.[bsp;  

The main forces of the White Army were busy chasing the Tartars and clearing the battlefield. They were all handed over to the temporary recruits for civil servants. There were some new recruits who appeared on the battlefield for the first time. The new recruits appeared here entirely to train their courage. As for the civil servants, they wanted to become new recruits. It may be the first time they appeared on such a bloody battlefield. Seeing such a cruel scene, some civil servants and some new recruits couldn't help but scream, and some people vomited on the spot. Some of the powerful even squatted on the ground and kept vomiting.

Xiao Zhan walked slowly, his eyes flowing, and his beautiful cheeks were slightly stiff. Apart from that, he had no big reaction. Xu Xingxia had to admire him. Even Tesna didn't dare to see such a scene. As for Mrs. Lin, Lin Burong, Lin Xiaoniang, Zhu Qingzhi and the others, they must not dare to see it. Xiao Zhiqiao, a young woman, actually has such courage, is indeed a bit alternative.

I don’t know what her origin is? If she was born as a civilian and had no background, Xu Xingxia would never believe it. In this era, unless she was a time traveler like herself, it would be too difficult for a civilian to make a name for herself. He was sure that there must be some special background behind Xiao Zhuqiao. Perhaps, at the right time, Wang Qinian should use the power of Xuanying Guard to secretly investigate her.

The two walked all the way to a gravel hill. This was the highest point of the entire Gobi Desert, which was about fifteen feet high. Standing here, you could just look around the surrounding Gobi Desert. Behind this dune was also an ambush point set up by the White-Clothed Cavalry. Before, the White-Clothed Cavalry hid behind the dune, and every Taurus cavalry that caught up would be severely attacked by them. Every time the Taurus cavalry that caught up, the entire army was wiped out.

Due to frequent ambushing, a large number of Tartar cavalry fell behind the dunes, making the Gobi Desert here seem to be hit by countless heavy objects, and it was messy and it was completely impossible to see what it was. Due to the infiltration of a large amount of blood, the gravel here also turned red. It was as red as Mazi. The gravel in some places was even a little wet. When I stepped on it, blood kept popping out from below.

The only explanation for such a strange phenomenon in the extremely dry desert Gobi is that there is too much blood that cannot be fully penetrated. Or the blood is completely saturated under the dunes. It is conceivable that there were many Tartar cavalry falling down here. Looking at the surroundings, there are broken scimitars, broken bent bows, scattered bows, torn flags, and a large number of horseshoes everywhere. You can also speculate that one or two.

Xiao Qiqiao looked around and suddenly stuck out his tongue quietly, as if he was a little playful. He looked at Xu Xingxia intentionally or unintentionally and said sweetly: "It's worthy of being Xu Laomo, it's really a big deal. This battle, at least more than 5,000 Tartars killed? Mo Rigen this time, he was afraid that he would suffer a great loss and even his old capital would be ruined.

Look, he will go around you when he sees you."

She ignored Xu Laomo's name and said it lightly. However, her actions just now were obviously the expression of her little daughter's family, which was a bit playful and a bit weird. Especially when she smiled, there were two dimples, which reminded Xu Xingxia of a Cantonese song from later generations, which was "Divorce Smile". She ignored her words.

In fact, when Master Xiao smiled cleverly, he was indeed very cute. His shallow smile and light dimples were like Shen Jiayi in the minds of every man. If he hadn't known her identity, Xu Xingxia would never have thought that she was a woman who was good at dancing and was at ease. It is said that a woman's appearance is the most lie, and it is probably manifested in her. If she didn't know the details, she would definitely be fascinated by her and bowed to her pomegranate skirt.

In fact, even if you know her true identity, seeing her smile and her dimples, you will feel relaxed in your heart. It seems that you have returned to your youth, carefree and unrestrained. This is a very strange feeling. Xu Xingxia doesn't know how this feeling came about, but it silently surges from the bottom of her heart. Perhaps, only a few lyrics can be described:

Lightly shine with dimples.

Reflecting the rhythm of flowers and moon.

But looking at each other comforting the lonely.

Well-carving and sharing every second...

Divortex smiled slightly.

It seems like you are invited.

The dream is light and the waves are coming.

The spring night is still not dawning...

Xiao Zhanqiao suddenly ordered the maid beside him: "Prepare a brush for me."

Xu Xingxia came to her senses, looked at her strangely, and said in surprise: "You want to paint?"

Xiao Zhan cleverly stretched out his slender fingers, pointed to the shaking setting sun in the sky, and said with a smile: "Such beautiful scenery should have been the right way to recite poems, but unfortunately, my poems and songs are really not good. Only painting can deal with it."

Xu Xingxia said a little, but didn't say anything. Since you want to paint, then you'll do it. I'm just watching the fun. Isn't it a bit in a chaotic environment? What can I draw in such a chaotic battlefield? You can't describe all the blood on the battlefield, right? That will scare the children.

Xiao Qiqiao's maid quickly put up the drawing board. The painting tools in the Ming Dynasty were already quite advanced. Landscape paintings had tools for landscape paintings, fine brushwork paintings, ink paintings, ink paintings, ink paintings, and calligraphy paintings, which could not be confused. Xu Xingxia glanced at them and didn't know what painting tools Xiao Zhuqiao used, nor did she know what she was going to describe. Unfortunately, Xiao Zhan Qiao did not explain.

When it was even more strange, Xiao Zhuqiao closed his eyes before he started painting, as if he was thinking about something. After thinking for a long time, she began to outline the lines. Xu Xingxia looked at it and found that it was a figure. He couldn't help but wonder if I said Xiao Zhuqiao, is it a bit of a big deal to run to the battlefield to describe the human body? Do you have a special hobby? Only in such an environment can you have inspiration to draw? If this is the case, your requirements are too perverted. This is a slaughterhouse!

After continuing to read, Xu Xingxia became more and more puzzled. Because, he gradually realized that the figure that Xiao Zhan skillfully outlined seemed to be him. Yes, it was indeed him Xu Xingxia. In Xiao Zhan skillfully wrote, he was wearing golden armor, a red hat helmet with a tassel, and a tiger jacket and belt around his waist. He looked like a young general of the Ming Dynasty. Fortunately, there were no two long red whips on his forehead, otherwise, he would have been reborn from the Monkey King.

Seeing this, Xu Xingxia understood that Xiao Lanqiao was painting entirely based on her imagination. This battlefield may be the place that inspired her. Perhaps she had no plans to paint at all, but it was just an occasional whim. Of course, perhaps Xiao Zhanqiao's painting had other meanings. But for the time being, Xu Xingxia could not understand other meanings. It was just a simple painting. You can't think that Xiao Zhiqiao was dressed in Ming army, so she thought she was here to persuade her to surrender to the court, right?

About half an hour later, Xiao Zhuqiao's paintings were finally completed. She put down all the brushes, inserted her slender fingers into the clear water brought by the maid, dipped it in a little clear water, and bounced it onto the picture. The clear water penetrated into the rice paper and slowly merged with the ink. After a moment, the picture became delicate and soft. It seemed that outside the invisible picture, there was a reference to the sunset, adding a tragic atmosphere to the picture.

In the picture, Xu Xingxia is no longer alone, but there is a lot of background. On the picture, Xu Xingxia is dressed as a young general, standing on the battlefield, looking into the distance. In front of him is the battlefield after the fight. The sad atmosphere of the battlefield is vividly rendered by her. Xu Xingxia's image seems to have suddenly emerged.

However, this is not the most interesting thing that makes Xu Xingxia feel. The most interesting thing he feels is that in the picture, behind him, Xu Xingxia, there is actually a female general, wearing a purple cloak, looking at the battlefield silently. The face of this female general was only a few strokes, and it was hard to see clearly. However, Xu Xingxia always felt that this female general was Xiao Zhan Qiao herself. It was strange, what did she put herself on?

Xu Xingxia nodded thoughtfully and exclaimed: "Not bad."

Xiao Zhan smiled lightly and said softly: "Can you give it to me by sir?"

Xu Xingxia laughed and said, "It was yours, why did you want me to give it to me?"

Xiao Chunqiao seemed to be very satisfied with Xu Xingxia's answer, and once again showed her shallow dimples, and said with a smile: "Please leave the Chairman's name. Without your name, this painting is not worth anything at all. However, if your name is left, it will definitely be worth a hundred times the value. Maybe the little girl will have to rely on this painting in the future if she raises half of her life!"

Xu Xingxia smiled, but did not refuse, took the brush over and wrote his name on it. His brush was not very good, but his name was still quite good. He could not count as a dragon or a phoenix dance, and it was still okay to finish it in one go. In fact, he did finish it in one go. After writing it, he felt pretty good. At least, he did not embarrass the painting. Even if he took it outside, no one would accuse him of Xu Xingxia's signature.

Xiao Zhan smiled cleverly and said intentionally or unintentionally: "It's indeed a very distinctive style."

Xu Xingxia laughed and said nothing. He understood that the story behind this painting would definitely not be so simple. Only fools would come to Ningxia Town from thousands of miles away to draw a painting for himself, but they had to take it away and sign it himself. No matter from any perspective, Xiao Zhuqiao is not such a boring woman.

However, what exactly is Xiao Zhan doing this? Xu Xingxia is too lazy to ask. If she is willing to say it, she will naturally say it. If she is unwilling to say it, it will be meaningless if she asks it clearly. It is rare to be confused! He doesn't believe that such a painting can cause great storms. Neither Meijigen nor Lin Danhan can do anything to him, let alone others?

After finishing the painting, Xiao Chenqiao had no intention of staying on the battlefield. At this time, the setting sun finally disappeared, and the sky and the earth suddenly became dark, and there was a bit of terrifying atmosphere on the battlefield. The north wind blew, making a burst of strange screams, which made people sensational. The maids packed up their easels and the like, and Xu Xingxia and Xiao Zhiqiao returned to Zhenyuan Pass. Along the way, Xiao Qiqiao walked very fast, as if they were a little scared of the battlefield behind. It was really strange. I was not afraid just now, but now I was afraid. What is this?

Xiao Zhan naturally had his own place to sit down. On the way, he broke up with Xu Xingxia in a hurry. She didn't even say some things like a later date, as if she would not meet Xu Xingxia again in the future. Xu Xingxia felt at that time, as if she wanted to draw a painting for herself, and after painting, she would not need herself. This really makes her feel like she doesn't want a monk after finishing her vegetarian food, and it feels strange.

The first time the chairman, who tried the smell of being neglected, had to smile helplessly. Even if he was depressed, he could not really be as knowledgeable as Xiao Qiqiao. Others are women and numb. It turned out that she was not for him at all. She thought that his overlord aura had leaked, and everyone loved him, and the flowers bloomed when they were blooming! This time she was sober.

"Sir, Mrs. Lin is looking for you!" When she was depressed, Liu Hanwu came to report.

When Xu Xingxia returned to the war room, Mrs. Lin was already waiting in the reception room on the third floor. She was dressed in white, spotless, like a holy fairy descending to earth. There was only a cup of tea in front of her, and the fragrance of tea was lingering.

This place is also considered Xu Xingxia's private important place, and outsiders cannot enter. The key person in charge of this place is Tesna. Without her permission, others, especially women, cannot get close to Xu Xingxia.

Mrs. Lin originally felt fine when she was waiting alone, but when she saw Xu Xingxia coming in, her movements were immediately restrained. Even there was a hint of blush on her beautiful and round cheeks, which felt like a girl was as shy as she saw her lover. There was no way, this was all caused by Xu Xingxia. However, even if she had some complaints, she didn't dare to say it out. She could only complain in her heart that you, Xu Xingxia, are so bad.
Chapter completed!