Jianghu Pegasus Express: The author has a big flag in the next game. The history of the late Tang Dynasty in this article is semi-fictional. The three creators are all glass-hearted, so please be sure to spray lightly. (Half fiction! Half fiction! Half fiction! At least half of it is inconsistent with the real history. Please forgive me!) "My lord, my lord?" Li Changan stood in front of the black horse and called the young man on the horse softly. "Um... What's the matter." Gu Ji looked down at her after regaining consciousness. The other soldiers only thought that he was contemplating the current situation and never suspected that he was just in a daze out of habit. But Li Changan had known him for so many years, so how could he not know the details of this man. How does this reassure her? Chang'an sighed softly, walked around to Gu Ji's side, raised his hand to him, and motioned for him to lean down. Gu Ji lowered his head, and a warm and soft touch suddenly touched his cheek. The girl smiled brightly and said, "This is our Khitan tradition. I wish you success in this battle." Gu Ji turned over and dismounted. The young man's eyebrows were wide open, his sword eyebrows were cold, and his eyes were like ink. She was the only one who hit the sky full of stars. His agility, which was comparable to that of a god general, made people sigh inwardly. He dropped a kiss on her lips, "This is our tradition in the Central Plains," he touched her forehead with the tip of his nose, and whispered, "I promise you a safe and triumphant victory in this battle.