Sang grabbed You Wuming's clothes from a distance and turned around to look.
I saw the doll hanging on the side of the short-lived furry butt in a daze, raising a small hand, reaching out to those glittering ones who would never come back.
Just looking at its back, you can feel a burst of desolation and depression.
The rain of arrows poured down all over the sky, and the arrows were full of spiritual accumulation, and the gleaming area was immediately submerged, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Short-lived hooked his head and ran into a short afterimage.
After a gorgeous pool of blood drifted, it traversed countless arrow rains smoothly, squeaked and stopped in front of Han Shaoling's army.
This place is nearly one mile away from the Black Iron Great Wall.
The blood of so many living people gathered all the surrounding underworld demons.
Han Shaoling's army didn't look easy either, both had to cope with the tide of the underworld that hits around, but also had to face the heavy pressure brought by the man named You Wuming.
After the last roar of the Underworld Demon, You Wuming slowly raised the knife in his hand.
One person, fight your whole army.
As soon as the momentum came out, Han Shaoling's pupils suddenly tightened, and the war knights under the seats of the army had noticed the danger and were digging their hoofs anxiously.
Han Shaoling arrived under the Great Wall at dawn. Hearing the report from the defending army that King Youzhou was alone in the tide, he immediately fired his troops and went out of the city to'help'.
I thought You Wuming should be more or less exhausted after a sleepy night. I didn't expect to look at it at this moment. Although he was covered in blood, his aura was not short at all.
Fangcai's arrow rain did not cause any damage to him.
Han Shaoling hesitated a little.
He knew that the Wuming army was coming quickly.
Since You Wuming was unscathed, if he was forcibly killed, it would be a real war. You Wuming has a high level of cultivation, and will hold him down for a while, if it is dragged until You Jun arrives on the battlefield and the city gate is closed, it will be a big trouble. At this moment, it is not suitable to do it.
This is the case with royal family communication. As long as the paper is behind the last layer of window paper, even if it is hit with a hammer on the other person, as long as the paper does not break, they are still good friends.
"King Youzhou!" Han Shaoling laughed, "In order to pick you up from the city, I have lost a lot of soldiers in Hanzhou-how can you thank me?"
You Wuming knew that he meant not to fight.
He didn't want to fight either. In the tide, facing tens of thousands of cavalry, and adding another Han Shaoling with the Seventh Heavenly Spirit, although he is not afraid, there are fruits, dogs and puppets around him, it is inevitable to hurt which one.
You Wuming slowly barked her fangs: "I'll look back and thank you for your family."
Han Shaoling smiled pretendingly, his eyes slowly falling in front of You Wuming, just in time, Sang Yuan, who had avoided a wave of dark blood rain, squinted his eyes and got out of You Wuming's arms. She raised her face and looked at each other with Han Shaoling.
Suddenly, Han Shaoling's pupils tightened, his expression almost unsustainable.
Sang far away? !
How could it be her? !
The surrounding demons roared endlessly, but Han Shaoling only heard the sound of'嘤—' resounding in his ears.
His eyes were fixed on Sang Yuanyuan's body. Although he maintained a gentle and polite smile on his face, the few strands of green veins that burst out of his forehead betrayed his wholeheartedness.
she! Why are you mingling with You Wuming again!
Isn't there a strong man with fire lace wings beside her? How could she fall into You Wuming's hands? what happened? what happened? ! what happened! ! Could it be that the guard was a lonely person? !
Han Shaoling suddenly thought of Sang Bujin's mysterious appearance.
Could it be that the person who was engaged to Sang Yuan... is You Wuming? !
Han Shaoling only felt five thunderstorms.
There is still a gold shell in her hand... If this thing falls into You Wuming's hands, the consequences will be disastrous!
Han Shaoling was shocked and suspicious, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in his heart. Between the eyebrows, the killing intent could not be restrained at all—intuition told him that if you don’t get rid of You Wuming at this moment, I’m afraid there will be no chance in this life!
He decisively raised a hand, bit the root of the tooth hard, and then swung it down!
At this very moment, I suddenly heard the rumbling of hoofs in the direction of the Great Wall.
Another army rushed over!
Sang Yuanyuan, Han Shaoling, and You Wuming all raised their heads to look at the person who came.
It was a soldier from Zhangzhou, the leader with a big waist and round waist, his face was black and red, his beard and hair were messed up, he looked like a rough man.
With two sharp axes in his hands, he shouted aloud from afar: "King Youzhou, King Hanzhou, my old Zhang is here too!"
It turned out that Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai received the letter and learned that You Wuming was riding out of the city alone and was trapped on the edge of Mingyuan.
The cavalry rushed forward, struggling to resist the underworld that was constantly pouring up from both sides.
Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai took the lead, riding a cloud beast with a particularly large bone, leaping high and falling heavily.
"Hahaha!" With a sharp axe, Zhang Dai's black-red and black-red face was overflowing with happiness, "Ah! Happy! Happy!"
When he arrived in the field, Zhang Dai didn't notice that the atmosphere was very wrong. With big cowbell-like eyes, he looked at Han Shaoling and You Wuming. He grinned his thick lips to the root of his ears happily: "King Hanzhou knows You The king of the state is in the devil's cave, and he is more anxious than me! Hahaha! It's so rare! It's so rare! I knew I didn't have to rush to come in a hurry!"
Han Shaoling, who is about to take action on You Wuming: "..."
Zhang Dai didn't know that Han Jun's arrow was pointing at his back at the moment. With a big heart, he chopped over a few underworld demons, drove the warrider to the front of You Wuming, smiled at him'hehe', and raised the axe in his hand.
You Wuming pulled the corner of his lower lip and swung the knife boredly.
Say hello.
Sang Yuanyuan couldn't help feeling a little strange when he saw that Dai didn't look scared at all in this chapter.
You Wuming knew what she was thinking just by looking at her appearance.
He bent down and leaned into her ear: "Little Sangguo, the soldiers on the front line, there is no one who doesn't worship me."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Although he is very arrogant and cocky, he seems to be telling the truth.
She remembered that it was actually the same when she was in Hanzhou.
The defenders of the Great Wall are not afraid of You Wuming, he is the killer, and even the patron saint.
"Follow me and go back to camp first!" King Zhangzhou waved his axe. "The two came from a long way. It's hard work! Let's take a rest and leave it to my lads to deal with it!"
The most terrifying thing about the tide is the tail whistle when the tide returns.
Zhangzhou is not a state with a fierce underworld offensive. Although it is said to be in a tide, its intensity is as strong as that of Han, Qi, Tu and other states. With Han Shaoling’s 20,000 soldiers and horses, and The seven thousand elite soldiers who are about to arrive in Youzhou will surely be able to survive this wave of'tail whistle' safely, so Zhang Dai has completely relaxed at this moment.
It's thank goodness to be able to save You Wuming back safely.
Under the escort of two cavalry forces, the lords of Zhang, You, and Han returned to the Great Wall smoothly. After passing through the heavy gates of the Great Wall, Zhang Dai happily retracted the axe behind him, and happily led You Wuming and Han Shaoling down the Great Wall. Group of improvised palaces.
Being disturbed by the local snake, Han Shaoling could only press the murderous heart and put on a smirk.
"King of Youzhou," Zhang Dai said with a toothless smile, having nothing to say, "My old Zhang, this is the first time I saw you traveling with a woman! This hero is worthy of beauty, it's like that... a good knife With a good sheath! A good knife with a good sheath!"
He gave his thumbs up: "A match made in heaven!"
Han Shaoling: "..." If you want to kill Zhang Dai, who agrees and who opposes
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Can the scabbard pass
You Wuming calmly curled the corners of her lips, glanced at Sang Yuanyuan, and then smiled politely: "She is the prince of Sangzhou, and the daughter-in-law I am going to pass by."
Black eyes rolled a half circle, and then added: "I will marry this wife."
Zhang Dai was obviously taken aback. He first turned his head and glanced at Han Shaoling, who had a terribly ugly expression. Then he slapped his white teeth in a daze at Sang, "...Dr. Sang, long up."
Sang Yuanyuan: "King Zhangzhou, long Yang."
The embarrassment is hopeless.
A bead of sweat visibly oozes out of Zhang Dai's forehead: "... Haha, hahaha. Good, good!"
Everyone knows that You Wuming had robbed Han Shaoling's wife, and the two had a fight at Yumenguan.
Who would have thought that he could actually bring a prince to the underworld battlefield? Shouldn't the charming princes be kept in the deep palace? Zhang Dai couldn't wait to shave himself a few big mouths.
This is really embarrassing.
Zhang Dai didn't even look at Han Shaoling.
In a weird and silent atmosphere, Zhangzhou's temporary residence, built under the Great Wall, arrived.
Zhang Dai bit his scalp and invited You Wuming, Han Shaoling and Sang in.
War cavalry can only stay in the animal pen outside.
Sang quietly took a look at the doll from a distance-saw that it was holding the torn cloth bag in one hand, and the soft fur on the short-lived abdomen in the other hand, and flattened its mouth into a curved line. Hei Qinqin's big eyes stared at the tear in the cloth bag without blinking.
very pitiful.
Fortunately, the short-lived has not disliked it at all at this moment. It circled its furry limbs, and the doll was wrapped in a soft white belly full of fluff.
"Ou Ou Ou. Ou, Ou Ou." Short-lived twisting his head back, he made a very impatient voice at the doll, sounding like comfort.
The doll slowly turned his head, looking at the short-lived in surprise—this was the first time, the big fat dog didn't tighten his belly tightly.
With such a soft belly, wouldn't it be possible to poke a hole with just a single poke
The doll lowered his head, staring at his pointed fingers, lost in thought.
…
At this moment, Sang Yuanyuan and You Wuming had left the left-behind children without guilt and entered the palace built by the king of Zhangzhou under the Great Wall.
The palace is very simple to build, but it is unique.
The stones in Zhangzhou are all red, orange and yellow intertwined rocks. They are used to build houses and naturally bring literary and artistic colors. There is no need for rendering, and the landscape is everywhere.
Stepping into the palace, it seems a little weird if you don't speak. Zhang Dai's face was tangled, as if being taken to the execution ground.
He had no idea how to deal with the complicated situation in front of him.
He had originally thought that, with this opportunity to help Zhangzhou slayer demons together, it would be a wonderful thing if the two powerhouses, King Hanzhou and King Youzhou, could relieve their suspicions.
Who could have expected that You Wuming would bring Sang Yuan far away
What can Zhang Dai do? Can only bite the bullet and reach out to lead the way, haha said with a smile—
"Everyone, please come with me, wash the dust, Lao Zhang, I will go to have a banquet for you, hahaha, haha..."
You Wuming raised his eyebrows, tilted his head to look at Sang Yuanyuan, smiled and said, "Come on."
He held her hand, raised her beautiful chin slightly, and said, "The King Zhangzhou keeps the best rolling pool for me. Today, it will be cheaper for you!"
After all, she dragged her hand to the side and walked aside, as if returning to her own home.
Zhang Dai wiped his sweat and smiled at Han Shaoling: "King Hanzhou, please here."
Han Shaoling's face was cold: "I don't have to change the wash."
His eyes have been pinned to the backs of those two people. One big and one small, like a couple of gods and immortals.
When did these two people show their hands, there was such an intimacy and tacit understanding!
Roll the pool
Han Shaoling took a few deep breaths, only to feel that his eyes turned black.
He didn't want to think about the story of those two people and one side of the pool, but he couldn't help thinking about it constantly.
You Wuming and Sang Yuanyuan, who came to the Gun Pool Hall, didn't bother to care about Han Shaoling's thoughts at all.
He took out two clean clothes from the animal skin bag and put them on the jade shelf by the pool. He took off the battle robe stained with demon blood with his backhand, and then leaned forward, picking up her clothes with his hands and feet, his mouth beeping. Muttered: "Little Sangguo, don't you have any hands? You need someone to help you take off your clothes."
She was next to him, only in this way, would she be a little less shy-so sticking together, each other can't see each other's appearance without clothes.
He peeked at her blushing face, his expression getting more and more happy.
Bend slightly, hugged her sideways, and walked towards the rolling pool.
"Little Sangguo," he said, "it's not good for Zhang Dai to wait, just just wash it, how about it?"
"Um."
After taking another two steps, You Wuming let go of his hands badly.
The sense of weightlessness suddenly struck, Sang Yuanyuan exclaimed, and tightly wrapped his neck.
"What are you afraid of?" He squinted his eyes, his voice full of presumptuous evil intentions, "Even if I let go of my hands, I can support you."
The low and warm voice, the fragrance of flowers dyed warmth, brushed her cheeks.
Sang Yuanyuan: "...you Wuming!"
This person is so bad that there is no cure.
When she got down into the water, she hurriedly pulled out of his embrace, swam far away, and hid in the corner to clean up.
Across the white mist, seeing You Wuming was laughing all the time, laughing endlessly.
After cleaning, she threw big face flowers to the pool, and then like a flexible fish, she swished into the pile of face plates, and dried her body and hair with the hot mist. The water drops on the vines, then picked up clean clothes with Lingyun Vine and put them on again.
You Wuming also got out of the water.
Now, his non-extinguishing fire has been transported to perfection, and the water droplets on his body evaporated without a trace as soon as the flames turned.
He had a very thick face, and he didn't mean to avoid her at all. He picked up the clothes lazily and put them on slowly, his slender fingers sorted the layers of clothes carefully, and slowly tied them up. Girdle, that looks lazy and expensive, so beautiful that people can't move their eyes.
Well-dressed, he is also a arrogant young king. He took two steps, his long eyes slanted slightly, and he reached out a big hand and held her finger.
"Little Sangguo, I didn't scare you to death! Can I eat you here." He deliberately barked his teeth at her, making a gesture to bite her cheek.
She glanced at him, ignoring.
Stepping through the corridors of red, orange, and yellow, the hall for the banquet is in front of you.
Through the open door of the hall, Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai stood up from the desk and strode towards the outside of the hall.
Suddenly she stood on tiptoe, put her flower-like lips close to You Wuming's ear, exhaled like orchids, and winked like silk—
"Just now, I really wanted it. I was waiting for you in the flowers, so why didn't you come over."
You Wuming was struck by lightning, and his bottomless black eyes turned toward her inch by inch, and his thin lips tightened instantly.
She exhaled slyly at him, then stood back to where she was, put on a serious face, and smiled and saluted Zhang Dai who was approaching.
Standard royal family meeting ceremony.
You Wuming: "..."
This is a fruit fairy who kills humans!
Zhang Dai led You Wuming and Sang far into the palace of banquet.
Sitting in the hall, Han Shaoling slowly raised his jaw, and swept towards the hall door with sharp eyes like an eagle.
His gaze rested on Zhang Dai and You Wuming, and then fell heavily on Sang Yuan's body.
Seeing her red cheeks and affectionate face, Han Shaoling's pupils shrank instantly and stood up unconsciously.
The respect of the royal family did not show him any strange expressions, and he only honored the meeting upright.
You Wuming paused, raised his head slightly, and looked at Han Shaoling with a smile but a very scribbled gift on his hand.
After a long while, smiles appeared on their faces.
"King of Youzhou, farewell to Yumen Pass, what I am thinking."
"King of Hanzhou, the style remains the same."
This greeting is as false as it is.
Han Shaoling turned to Sang Yuan and didn't move for a while.
Sang Yuanyuan smiled and bowed. Seeing that Han Shaoling was still motionless, he smiled and looked at Zhang Dai, who was sweating profusely, and said: "I heard that Zhangzhou roasted lamb with soybean paste is a must-have. I don't know how good it is today. ?"
Zhang Dai got on the stairs and hurriedly smiled: "Naturally."
He simply slapped up two big slaps, and patted again: "Open the banquet!"
You Wuming raised his eyebrows, tilted his head to look at Sang Yuanyuan, smiled and said, "Come on."
He took her hand and took her to a seat.
Han Shaoling's eyes flickered, and he stopped talking several times.
Just waiting to speak for a temptation, I suddenly heard a clear female voice from the rear side: "Sang Yuanyuan?! Aren't you still attending Han Lang's wedding banquet! Why are you with You Wuming again! That's how your royal family is. Whatever!"
Han Shaoling only felt dizzy.
Marching to Zhangzhou, the journey is far away, so naturally I can only take Meng Wushou with me and often detoxify.
Only in a daze, she didn’t realize that the guards behind her had been quietly adjusted by her again—this woman, as long as she wanted, seemed to be able to appear by her side at any time, changing to a guard in a while, and a servant in a while, these people , Can always be easily persuaded by her, opening the door of convenience for her!
At this moment, listening to Meng Wu worrylessly yelling, he didn't know what expression to make to save his face.
Anyway, since accepting the woman Meng Wuyou, his shame has become commonplace.
What can he do? Can only pretend not to hear this abrupt question, staring blankly at Sang Yuan, waiting for her answer.
Sang Yuanyuan didn't even notice Meng Wuyou sneaking in from the outside, and rushed to Han Shaoling's side-the so-called'female host', the sense of existence was too weak.
She lazily smiled at Han Shaoling: "King Hanzhou, I haven't seen you for a long time, your courtesy in Hanzhou is still not flattering."
Han Shaoling pulled the corner of her lips, tilted her head to look at Meng Wu You, for a moment she didn't know what to say, and just said exhaustedly, "Can you go back first? Stop making trouble."
After that, I turned my head and looked far away at Sang. There was a bit of confession in the slightly sunken deep eyes: "Daughter Sang don't want to make fun of me. You don't know my situation."
Sang Yuan nodded and said: "Indeed. In life, life is the most important thing. After all, face etiquette is just a worldly vain, it doesn't matter. King Hanzhou, you know and understand your situation."
Han Shaoling held his forehead.
You Wuming suffocated a smile.
"This sentence is right!" Meng Wuyou raised his face, "One day, you will understand that all people are created equal, and that feudal ethics is only a weapon used by the ruling class to restrain people's thinking! What is the highest priority? Every life is equal, is noble, and has the right to freedom!"
Sang Yuan's brows brows lightly.
It turned out that it was really a passing heroine, or the kind that only shouted big slogans.
Sang groaned for a moment, smiled, and looked up into Meng Wuyou's eyes, "You are right, life is only one time for everyone, and it is naturally equal. Everyone should be respected as they deserve."
Meng Wuyou was a little surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so enlightened!"
"I have, but you don't." Sang Yuan said with a deep face, "No matter what his identity, is it respect for others to question the privacy of others in public? Is there anyone I have allowed, who I have allowed, everything? It has nothing to do with you. Whoever I am with is my freedom. You keep talking about equality, freedom, and rights. I haven't been married yet, so don't I have the right to freely choose my favorite man?"
Meng Wuyou's face changed slightly. After a while, his voice became much lower, and he argued: "However, women should respect and love and respect themselves. If you are unclean and self-respect, you don't respect yourself, and you can't let anyone talk about it?"
Sang Yuanyuan held the You Wuming who laughed out loud, and said slowly: "King Youzhou has not yet married, and I have already broken the contract with King Hanzhou. The two innocent people are together. Marriage, why is it not self-respect? Is it because in your opinion, following a married husband with a bad name, not even a concubine, is this called self-respect and self-love?"
Sang Yuan chuckled mockingly, not looking at Meng Wuyou, but only focused on Han Shaoling's iron-green face.
"I, I, I and Han Lang are true love!" Meng Wuyou red eyes, "He and others are just marriages! You royal families are married, where there is love! You don't understand at all. Arranged marriages are not possible. Happy!"
"Oh, true love." Sang Yuanyuan laughed lightly. "Your true love is really valuable. Compared with your true love, the company of others for many years, paying each other with heart and soul, has become the light and flamboyant word for'benefit'? Why is your mind more valuable than others? It depends on you being poor and you are worthless? It depends on your weakness and you are reasonable?"
Sang raised his eyebrows far away, and seeing Meng Wuyou panting, looking so angry that he couldn't speak, he shook his head slightly—
"I never thought that the royal family should be superior to others, but in you, I don't see the slightest respect for others as a person. Others saw me and called them "The Queen and Daughter". This is a recognition of my identity. , It’s like when you arrive at a medical hall, you should call it a “medicine”, when you arrive at a school, you should call it a “sir”. And you, I don’t know where you have an inexplicable sense of superiority. , This is really gaffe and rude."
Meng Wuyou's face is red, and she can't speak a word at this moment, who is always eloquent. She couldn't think that Sang Yuanyuan didn't use the status level to suppress people, but she could argue that she had nothing to say.
Sang Yuan sent a salute to Han Shaoling: "King Hanzhou is open-minded and affectionate. I don't care about these false courtesies. I have nothing to say. But as a royal family, I really don't want others to slander the dignity of the cloud realm royal family!"
"Not bad!" Zhang Dai couldn't help but said, "King Hanzhou, it's not my old Zhang who said you. Even a big boss like me, I've heard people discuss that the woman next to you is not decent at first sight. When I saw it, even my old cheeky was so embarrassed for you!"
"You, you!" Meng Wuyou stomped angrily. "You are just born with a good life, and you are born as a royal family. If you were born humble, would you still be so high and despise the country and look down on people?"
Sang Yuan is curious: "Isn't it said that all people are created equal? How can they be arrogant and dismiss oneself from being humble? Common people are born, but there is a man of pride, there are many people, no matter where they go, they can be respected. . And you, with inexplicable superiority, under the guise of'equality', facing those with higher status than you, you pretend to be noble and disdain; facing those with lower status than you, you don't treat them as humans at all!"
Sang Yuanyuan’s tone became more intense: "You have no worries in your dreams, you are really hypocritical! Mother Zhang kindly helped you, you turned your head and betrayed her in front of King Hanzhou; King Youzhou’s guards died for you , There is no trace of gratitude or guilt in your heart; regardless of your own low strength, you rushed into the magic pile, so many people died for you, has your heart touched for a moment?! You regard them as life. Well, have you shed a tear for these people who died because of you!"
Meng Wuyou's lips trembled, her face pale, and she couldn't say a word.
Sang Yuanyuan quietly squeezed You Wuming's hand, leaned slightly, and leaned on the desk, and slowly asked, "Meng Wuyou, who gives you a sense of superiority? Do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world? ?"
She said so much today, in fact, to pave the way for this moment.
You Wuming understood her heart, a low and seductive voice accompanied her, and the dark stars flickered in her eyes—
"Heh, do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?"