"What?" Bei Junfeng was startled by this sudden voice, and immediately thought of bullheads and horse faces.

"It doesn't matter who I am. I want to make a deal with you and exchange your love for Situ Herong for what you want."

The voice said slowly without any emotion, but Bei Junfeng believed it for no reason: "Can you really change what I want?"

"Of course, what do you want?"

"I want food and grass, and there are also cotton coats for winter, how much can I change?" Bei Junfeng asked again. Among the different ambitions of ghosts and gods, there are many stories about ghosts using money, fame and fortune to tempt living people, and absorbing yang energy to capture people's souls, but even so, he is willing to believe it and wants to believe it.

"All you want is the most basic cold-proof clothing and food to fill your stomach, right? Give that 300,000 army?"

"That's right, if there were food and supplies that could allow those 300,000 children to survive the winter, I would be willing to die even if I was so scared!" Bei Junfeng knelt directly on the ground.

"It is said to be 300,000 soldiers, but in fact it is only more than 200,000. The 5 billion I had traded with people before, and I could get 20,000 per soldier on each soldier, which is enough to ensure that they will not starve or be frozen for two years..."

Bei Junfeng couldn't understand what the voice said at the beginning, but he understood the last sentence, and he looked surprised at the moment.

"But I can take out so much food and grass, but I can't make you suspicious. This way, after the transaction is completed, someone will come to deliver food to you. At the same time, you will lead troops to a place and find a paradise with many poultry and livestock, which can also fill your soldiers. Not only that, given that you can't give you enough food and grass for two years, I left a plant in that paradise called potatoes, with extremely high yields. It ripens in March and April. As long as you cultivate it properly, you will definitely protect your soldiers from hunger."

In a trance, Bei Junfeng felt that there was a way to "paradise" in his mind and the cultivation method of something called potatoes.

He didn't know that the person talking to him was a god or a demon, but such a demon obviously had no need to deceive him. Since that is the case, no matter whether this person wants his love or his destiny, he would be willing to offer it with both hands and be grateful.

Kneeling on the ground, Bei Junfeng kowtowed directly: "Thank you, thank you!"

"I've never encountered someone as polite as you..."

Bei Junfeng was a little confused. He was sincerely grateful. He was grateful for someone who could help him at this desperate time.

"I like you, and I'll give you something to you." The voice said again. The next second, Bei Junfeng saw Situ Herong whom he was thinking about.

Situ Herong is his master and the person he likes. Even if this complex emotion makes him lose his heart, he will not blink.

And now, even though he knew that Situ Herong was no longer the Situ Herong he had, even if he knew that Situ Herong wanted to kill him, he still couldn't take his eyes away.

Situ Herong in the picture is wearing a dragon robe, and his queen is sitting opposite him.

The woman Bei Junfeng had seen many times poured a cup of tea for Situ Herong: "Your Majesty, do you really want to kill General Bei?"

"You know the reason, don't you?" Situ Herong's eyes were full of disgust: "As long as I think of a man who likes me, I feel disgusted. If I hadn't wanted to get the support of his father, I would never have anything to do with him!"

"I followed Your Majesty in my early years. I knew that General Bei was deeply in love with Your Majesty and had no other intentions..."

"What kind of love is deep and loyal? It was okay before. In the past few years, I would be scared to wake up in the middle of the night!" Situ Herong gritted his teeth.

The queen lowered her eyebrows and said nothing, but after looking back and seeing the hatred on Situ Herong's face, she smiled.

The picture flashed and changed to another scene.

That was the last time Bei Junfeng was with Situ Herong. Situ Herong told him a lot of things, allowing him to guard the border with peace of mind, and then he knelt on the bed, closed his eyes and asked him from behind...

Bei Junfeng's body was not suitable for Chenghuan, so he fainted in the end. Situ Herong asked Abao to help him clean up, but he washed it several times in the bathtub, and even changed the water several times. The disgust on his face could not be concealed.

Not long after, the picture became something else...

When Situ Herong was young, he was just an unpopular prince at that time and had no power. After discussing with his mother, he decided to make friends with Bei Junfeng, who had just returned to Beijing with his father and was stupid and knew how to practice martial arts.

However, although Bei Junfeng had a good relationship with him, Bei Junfeng's father had always stood firmly on the side of the old emperor. Situ Herong thought that Bei Junfeng was coveting him but could not succeed, so he simply pulled him into bed.

But what disappointed him was that even so, the old general of Bei never supported him. Instead, Bei Junfeng never left him.

But even so what? He hated Bei Junfeng, and it has been like this from the beginning. When he first let Bei Junfeng go to war, he murmured to himself, hoping that Bei Junfeng would die on the battlefield.

Bei Junfeng took all this in his heart, and felt like someone was holding a knife and poking his heart over and over again, poking his heart into holes and making him feel in pain.

However, despite this, the expression on his face has not changed at all. After years of fighting, he has seen many separations of life and death. Even if he deeply loves Situ Herong, he will not forget his responsibilities.

"What do you think?" the voice asked again.

"I don't have any thoughts." Bei Junfeng said, but subconsciously covered his chest, but soon, he put his hand down again.

Compared with those who were robbed of his wife and cut off his head by the Turks, he was really nothing. He was willing to die for Situ Herong, but he was not willing to die because of Situ Herong's betrayal.

"I took your love." The voice said again. The next second, Bei Junfeng suddenly realized that he was not heartbroken.

He had always remembered Situ Herong's appearance deeply and suddenly couldn't remember it clearly. The jade pendant that Situ Herong had always been hiding close to him made him feel disgusted.

Yes, that was just a cheap jade pendant bought by Situ Herong on the street, and he threw it to him casually...

"Anyway, those people don't know that you and the eunuch are hiding in the cave, so I'll send you back to the border and give you another bottle of wounded medicine." The voice said again, and then the sky turned dizzy. When Bei Junfeng came to his senses, he was shocked to find that he and Abao were already in an unmanned village.

He had come to this village. Three years ago, a Turkic army headed south and passed by the village and slaughtered the entire village. He chased the Turks, but he had only time to collect the bodies of the people in the village.

"General Bei, General Bei, are we damn?" Abao looked at the surroundings and was so scared that he shivered, his voice burst into tears.

But Bei Junfeng remembered what happened before. After discovering that the things in his mind were still there, he showed joy: "No, we are not hell, we are blessed by the gods."

"God? General Bei, your complexion has improved a lot. Hey, there is a bottle of medicine here." Abao looked surprised.

Bei Junfeng also saw the bottle of medicine. After he picked it up, he immediately poured a little into the wound on his shoulder. As a result, the medicine powder just touched the wound and the wound was closed.

"General Bei, this is a magical medicine! We were still running for our lives, but we came here in an instant. We must have the help of gods and immortals. General Bei! Immortals!" A Bao's eyes, full of fear and despair, suddenly appeared in his eyes.

But Bei Junfeng just quickly applied medicine to himself, then picked up firewood and set fire, and drank Abao with the dried meat used to make dry food and drink it: "Abao, let's eat something, and then go to the military camp!"

"General, Your Majesty has made up his mind this time. If the general returns, he may not have a good end in the future. Now the general has the help of the gods. Is it possible to ascend to the great treasure?" Abao said subconsciously, and as soon as he said, his face turned pale again.

He was so happy about the affairs of the gods and did not want to die that he had such an idea, but this was really a rebellious thing!

However, the emperor is also an ordinary person, Situ Herong eats, drinks, defecates and sensations. He can be the emperor, so why can't Bei Junfeng do it?

Bei Junfeng never dared to have such an idea in the past, but this time, he did not scold him after hearing Abao's words.

Of course, he did not have such a mind, but it was not because he was so ruthless, but because this would inevitably lead to the people in dire straits.

Not only did he lose his love for Situ Herong, but his loyalty to the emperor seemed to be gone either?
Chapter completed!