Today, this is their big wedding day.
You Wuming grabbed Sang Yuan's little hand, as if he was afraid that she would suddenly regret running away.
"Little Sangguo," his eyes drifted slightly, his tone was rather uncomfortable, "here, the environment won't be too good."
"Just have you." She replied lowly.
You Wuming looked a little dizzy.
The two looked at each other and hurriedly looked away.
The temperature in his palm rose rapidly, as if it was about to burn to the bottom of her heart.
The simple bridal chamber will be completed soon.
The Baizhou line of defense has been breached by the underworld. At this time, there must be no good wedding goods. The soldiers went to the inland to kill and suppress a whole circle, not knowing where they found a whole set of unused old-year festive quilts, cut some firewood, caught hundreds of giant giant frogs, and they were there. A bonfire wedding banquet was set up on the open flat area under the Great Wall.
I glanced hastily and knew that by the time it got dark, this flat area must be full of lively bonfires.
Everyone's face was filled with joy.
During this period, day after day in the blood sea purgatory, the comrades acquainted with him died one after another, and the hearts of the soldiers were already covered with tragic bloody clouds. Today's happy event has diluted the sadness a lot, making everyone feel joyful and joyful from the bottom of their hearts.
A vague premonition filled everyone's hearts-this war is about to end.
"Why are they happier than us?" Sang looked at these busy soldiers who unconsciously hummed a little song from a distance, feeling quite surprised.
You Wuming slowly leaned down and whispered in her ears: "Soon, we will be happier."
After all, he didn't get up immediately, but continued to soak her with his hot breath.
The breath was heavy and fell on her flowery cheeks, instantly smearing her with a bright crimson.
The bridal chamber has been arranged.
It was originally a storage room, which was repeatedly washed by active soldiers. Every corner was cleaned as clean and clean. There are two old candlesticks on the table. The workmanship is exquisite. You can know where it comes from at a glance. Collected from the ruins of wealth.
The Xizhu on the candlestick is a bit spicy.
The one on the left is a red candle, but there is nothing wrong with it, but the one on the right is very weird. Because the second red candle could not be found, the wise soldiers peeled off the left red candle, melted it, and stuck it on the outside of the white candle.
There are two suspicious cups on the side of the candlestick, and a jug of low-quality wine on the side.
Let's make a glass of wine... forget it.
Looking at the bed again, a whole set of comfort quilts are neatly laid out.
It is new at a glance. It is the kind of old goods that have been backlogged for a long time in the warehouse of the cloth shop and have not been sold-but the corners have changed color, and the gray creases are impressive. At first glance, it looks like a checkered sheet.
Sang Yuanyuan: "Puff hahaha!"
You Wuming's eyes twitched.
"Forget it, they have tried their best." She smiled and looked around.
The whole house has been decorated with red cloth, but it looks pretty.
When his gaze fell on the grass pillow wrapped in red cloth, Sang was far from startled.
On the side of the pillow, there was actually a box of hibiscus fat put upright!
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Her face turned red in an instant, and she stared at You Wuming in annoyance: "Is this what you confessed?!"
You Wuming hurriedly put aside: "This is Baizhou. Isn't it normal to find this. What am I going to do with this?"
Sang Yuan was skeptical, and just about to speak, the man's long figure fell over, and the light in the room suddenly became dim.
Her heart beat violently, and she felt that the air suddenly wasn't enough.
A big hand quietly stroked her cheek, then went around her head and held her firmly.
When the temperature rose, the fragrance of flowers in his breath became more intense, and he took her breath away and pushed her neatly into a simple wedding couch.
When he was busy removing the clothes of the two people, she circled him, staring at his face in a daze, her head a little dizzy.
Such a good-looking man, with him, the simple wedding room is not inferior to the magnificent palace.
It's getting hotter.
"Sang Guo," You Wuming's dark eyes seemed to glow in the dim, "you are mine."
"Well, yours." She looked into his eyes. At this moment, she removed all the shells and passed her softest and most tender eyes to the bottom of his eyes.
His movements can't help but become much gentler.
Like a tender groom. Gently, it's a matter of course.
"Do you like it?" His voice was low, and he pressed the fiercest beast in his chest.
"I like it. I like you all the way."
The two hugged each other tightly, as if floating on the water full of love, constantly rising and falling with the waves.
"Sangguo, we don't have a lot of time." His breath was extremely heavy, and he rushed to her ears in bursts, "As soon as it gets dark, we have to march quickly, sneak into Jiangzhou from Fengzhou territory, make a quick battle, and then rush back. "
"okay."
He paused for a moment, squinted, and stared at her like a snake.
"So calm, Xiao Sangguo, it seems I am too indulgent of you."
Immediately, the man tore off the gentle mask, slammed her into his arms fiercely, and vented wildly, causing her to curl up unconsciously and lose control of his eyebrows.
He covered her mouth in time.
"Shhh... I'll hear it outside."
Sang Yuanyuan's cheeks were red, and tears came out from the ends of his eyes.
She caught him feebly, watching the smile on his lips getting more and more presumptuous.
"You Wuming..."
"It's useless to beg for mercy!"
I don't know how long it took, and she felt that she had become a puddle of soft water, as if she was about to pour into the lattice bedding with red bottom and gray lines.
Suddenly she felt like a fish that had dried up again, only knowing that she was gasping hopelessly with her mouth open.
"That won't work." The hateful man smiled more openly, his brows and eyes were full of pride, and he almost lifted his wings.
She exhaled slowly, her voice trembling: "The dinner party, let's start soon..."
He provoked the corners of his delicate lips, his smile was so bad that his heart trembled: "It's still early."
After feeling for a moment, You Wuming took a long arm to fetch the lotus fat.
Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!"
"You Wuming! I really can't do it..."
The lips are sealed.
He is already experienced in using Furongzhi.
For a long while.
"Little liar," he grabbed his prey fiercely, "it's okay to be clear."
…
Sang Yuanyuan was taken by You Wuming to the campfire dinner.
She has not been able to get over.
The soldiers in Youzhou were very happy and kept booing. This meant that if a man in Youzhou could hold his wife during the wedding, he would be the strongest and healthiest good man.
You Wuming smiled very gently, very modestly, with a steady pace, and quite a kingly style.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." The dare to love this dog man had already planned to make her unable to walk.
The sky was already dark at this time.
The battle did not stop on the long wall. The underworld's offensive has been greatly slowed down, roughly equivalent to the usual level of'tide tide'-in general, human beings have always had unlimited potential, no matter how the pressure increases, as long as you get a short respite, you can quickly adjust State, coping with the difficulties and difficulties in front of you. After experiencing the magical whistle, the previously heard'swelling tide' seems to have become drizzle.
The soldiers worked in shifts to deal with the tide, and the rest all came to the plains to participate in the bonfire dinner.
Everyone was holding inferior wine in their hands and drooling at the grill in front of them. In order to compete for the unbaked frog legs, there have been several fierce but harmless small-scale fights.
In the dark night, piles of bonfires ignited endless joy and hope.
You Wuming held Sang Yuan in this way and walked leisurely among the campfires.
She feels a little guilty. She always feels that there is a strong smell of lifelessness everywhere in her body. She always thinks that as long as people look at them, they will see through what happened in the bridal chamber, which made her soft into such a pool. Water things.
She hid her face in his arms, clutching his clothes with both hands, her knuckles were stretched white.
Listening to the cheers and blessings one after another around, the happiness in my heart kept rising, and it couldn't be stopped.
You Wuming is quite calm.
A thick-skinned person is different.
He walked slowly, his heartbeat was steady, and his footsteps were not chaotic.
"Sangguo, here it is." He suddenly lowered his head and said lowly to her.
She poked the ostrich head out of his arms and saw Sang Chengyin with a sullen face standing beside a large bonfire not far away.
You Wuming put her on the ground and held her intimately to prevent her legs from becoming weak.
"Humph!" With a heavy nasal sound, the bonfire in front of him swayed, and the black bear-like Sangzhou King said solemnly, "You Wuming, my dear girl, just leave it to you! In front of my Sangzhou general and you quietly In the face of the state generals, I have to make it clear-if you dare to keep treating her, I will chase to the end, and I will never die with you!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
It is a very weird wedding reception.
What's more weird is that the soldiers from Sangzhou or Youzhou cheered neatly, and didn't feel that there was anything wrong with these'bests' when they got married.
It's just a bewildering behavior.
Sang Yuanyuan felt that everyone was only thinking about the fragrant frog that was about to be cooked in front of him, and he didn't even care about what Sang Chengyin said.
You Wuming was still smiling, and his smile couldn't even hold back, and it went straight to the brows and the roots of the ears.
He nodded and said, "Thank you for your trust, Mr. Yue! I have no life in this life. I will only marry this lady, give me everything, protect her, love her, and never let her suffer any wrongdoing."
Sang Chengyin stayed for a moment, and immediately shouted decisively: "King Youzhou! Only marry one wife in this life, this is what you said yourself!"
"A gentleman." You Wuming clenched Sang Yuan's hand tightly.
With an identity like him, there is no need to make a heavy oath. The ruler of a country, what he says is the golden rule, there is absolutely no reason to slap himself.
"Tsk!" Sang Chengyin stepped over from the side of the fire, and embraced You Wuming's shoulder affectionately, and said with a toothache, "Why did you go early! I said you only married one, I will pay What are you going to discuss with Hanzhou? I married your daughter a long time ago!"
You Wuming: "... It's not too late now."
Sang pursed his lips far away, trying to laugh, but his eyes were sour.
She tilted her head to look at him.
Tonight's You Wuming looks very serious, just like she once imagined-the gentleman Qianqian, gentle and moist as jade, tall and straight as pine.
She couldn't help but gripped him tightly with her soft, slender five fingers.
"Come on, drink!" Sang Chengyin laughed loudly and raised the big wine bowl in his hand. "Brothers! We are a country of brothers, don't distinguish Sangzhou Youzhou tonight, everyone is a family! Come on! Do it!"
"Congratulations to King Sangzhou! Congratulations to King Youzhou! Congratulations to Mrs. Wang!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." What the hell is Madam Wang's daughter.
The sound of cheers and clinking bowls spread throughout the joyous banquet.
The giant Tian frogs were cooked one by one, and the atmosphere on the court was even more enthusiastic. The exhaustion of the days of fighting was wiped out at this moment, and the soldiers all smiled and leaned back together, completely relaxed and cheerful.
"It's time to go." You Wuming bowed and said in Sang Yuan's ear.
She leaned to his ear: "I thought you were going to keep me here."
You Wuming raised his eyes solemnly: "How can I worry about you?"
"I'm not worried!" She said with a smile, but her small hand clasped his big cocooned hand tightly, and didn't let it go for a moment.
He led her back to the bridal chamber.
The two hurriedly changed into night clothes and left through the back window.
Five hundred beast rides have been neatly packed on the dark wasteland, quietly waiting for the arrival of the lord.
"Bring only five hundred people?" Sang asked in amazement.
"No matter how much it is, it will not be easy to hide it." You Wuming said lazily, "Although it doesn't matter if it is exposed, it will be better if a dog bites a dog."
Sang Yuan's gaze swept across the'Dongzhou Head' deliberately drawn out by the five hundred soldiers, and his eyebrows couldn't help but violently jumped twice, and he silently lit a wax for Huang Fuxiong in his heart.
Snatch Huangfuxiong's Xuan Jia, and kill Jiang Shisan by the way someone pretending to be him
"But your sword is too recognizable..." Before Sang Yuan's words fell, he saw You Wuming naturally draw out a heavy sword with his backhand.
"Madam, what else can you advise?" the man asked triumphantly.
"without."
The four hooves of the Yunjian Beast were all thickly wrapped in the finest muslin, and fell silent. A group of black horses marched towards the northeast. In the first half of the night, they crossed the territory of Fengzhou and entered the boundary of Jiangzhou—the two states of Bai and Feng had been breached by the underworld, and the territory was in chaos. The fortress had long been lost and the underworld could be seen everywhere. Naturally, no one can care about the five hundred heavy knights who left in the dust.
Soon the whereabouts of Jiang Shisan was discovered.
Jiang Shisan led five thousand soldiers and horses to the junction of Jiang and Fengzhou.
At this moment they are regaining a Jiangzhou fortress.
With a huge bow, Jiang Shisan sat high on the wall of the fortress, and from time to time he drew the bowstring, and casually sent a arrowless arrow downward, shooting a dark demon to death. Underworld demons and those with low levels of cultivation are no longer able to use arrows. The spirit shock caused by Zhang Xian's charged ejection is enough to easily take the first level within a few hundred feet.
I saw him leisurely hooking the strings, a clear'boom' sounded, and the flames spread across the night sky, nailing the underworld one after another to the ground.
With five hundred elite profound armor heavy cavalry, You Wuming lay quietly on a hill one mile away, like a dark night stalker waiting for an opportunity.
Sang watched the battle below with cold eyes.
Jiang Shisan and the Celestial Army led by him can't be said to be indifferent-on the contrary, they are desperately doing their jobs. The army entered the fortress, and the investigation was done carefully and carefully. After the army ran over, absolutely no underworld could leave alive, whether it was hidden in the cellar or under the bed.
The Qing suppression was so delicate, the speed was naturally extremely slow. Several days passed, and even Jiang Zhou, who was not too severely affected by the damage of the underworld, could not be resolved.
Sang couldn't help being a little surprised: "Is she not afraid of criticism from the world if she does this?"
A cold smile appeared on You Wuming’s face, and his voice was cold. He said in a historical tone: "The emperor hates the underworld demon and feels compassion and empathy for the people who have been caught in the evil. Drive out of my cloud realm, and never tolerate any of them."
Sang Yuanyuan suddenly said: "This is the emperor's heart!"
A military order, coupled with a lot of fanfare, can easily arouse the blood of the world, and only praise the emperor. Jiang Shisan followed orders, and from top to bottom, no one could pick out what was wrong.
The actual effect is that Jiang Yanji's people slowly cleaned out their backyard (Jiangzhou) to preserve their strength, and all the things of fighting and killing in front were thrown to several nearby states. In the end, she accepted the good name, and could conversely reprimand Sang, You and other states for not doing their best to help Youzhou, leaving out a lot of ghosts and harming the people.
Sang turned his head to look at You Wuming, "You said, does she really have the face to blame you and dad?"
You Wuming twitched his lips: "Definitely. That's why my father-in-law wants to take us to a hastily happy event, so that in the face of reproaches, he can use this as an excuse and deceive him into sympathy."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Sure enough, one by one was the fox that popped out of the Liao Zhai.
Based on the performance of the last time making a big fuss, she could imagine Sang Chengyin's fake crying and crying-it should have been a grand event for the marriage of the two countries, because the evil came, she had to hastily Burning a few bonfires under the Great Wall perfunctorily did nothing but wasted a little time, which caused the Underworld to omit something, which is really heartbreaking.
In this way, no one will bear the blame anymore, only in exchange for a lot of sympathy. Most of the time, the will of the people is like this.
"In this way, maybe Jiang Yanji will no longer ask herself to be boring." Sang Yuanyuan said.
"Um."
It's really like a legendary master's move—before he did it, he had already made a move invisibly, and had fought back and forth a few times.
You Wuming stretched out his long fingers diagonally, pointing towards the fortress.
"Little Sangguo, I will send you to the Arrow Tower first. When they assemble their troops out of the city, I will kill Jiang Shisan. Xiao Wu leads the people to charge from outside the fortress gate. You control the field from a high place and you will not be exposed. Try to treat the wounded under the premise."
"clear."
He hugged her and glided down from the top of the mountain.
Above the wings, the dark flame disappeared, like a bat in the night, silently sliding onto the arrow tower at the southeast corner of the fortress.
You Wuming backhanded the epee and swept the horizontal sword. The five people on the arrow tower covered their throats and fell down, too late to sound the alarm.
"Seal the stairs to prevent someone from being attacked from behind." He embraced her and kissed her on the forehead heavily. "Safety comes first. Nothing else matters."
"Good!" Sang Yuanyuan replied solemnly.
You Wuming did not delay any longer, put the sword in its sheath, pulled the mask to cover the face of Raksha, and then supported the stone platform at the edge of the arrow tower with one hand and flipped it out lightly.
She watched this neat figure quietly spread its wings in the dark night, silently sliding down.
I really love this man.
When it is time to protect her, he can make every strand of her hair feel endlessly safe, but when it is time to let go, he will not be muddled in the slightest, and will only give her plenty of opportunities and space to be alone and develop. Own abilities.
He trusted her and entrusted her with a heavy responsibility.
When the thoughts turned, You Wuming had silently landed on the wall of the fortress.
The underworld on the wall has already been cleaned up. He shoots a sword backhand, does not store any spirits, and only relies on a ghostly figure to shuttle smoothly and extremely smoothly among the evacuation archers of the sky, wherever he passes, The blood and light were silently splashed into the night, adding a lot of color to this dark night.
Before seeing You Wuming wielding a knife, Sang Yuanyuan had listed the weapon of the'knife' as the most handsome weapon in his heart. Seeing him swinging his sword today, she couldn't help but waver—the sword looked too rusty!
The heavy troops have gathered on the school field in front of the fortress exit. Jiang Shisan leisurely put the giant bow in his hand back to his back and waved to order to leave the city.
Immediately after the military order was issued, Jiang Shisan reacted extremely quickly and shook his backhand with his backhand, and saw a sharp and crisp sound of a metal strike, and a long string of swayed from the point where the arched back and the sword body meet. spark.
You Wuming had already killed behind him without knowing it, and suddenly attacked!
This sound of wars and blades is the signal.
I saw that the five hundred heavy cavalry who came to the gate of the fortress in the dark had wrapped their hoofs, and launched an unreserved charge without any sound.
At this time, the Tiandu Army, who was hoarding on the school grounds to leave the city, had no idea what was going on. Hearing the sound of the weapons coming together, everyone was shocked, and they all looked up at the city wall dullly.
Before he could react, he felt a huge black wave hitting his head!
It was a heavy cavalry!
This group of heavy cavalry seemed to have descended from the sky, and when they found them, that dignified heavy knife had already swung to the front door.
"Enemy Attack—"
Blood was splashing high, and the iron hoof rolled over without mercy.
In the next moment, the vanguard cavalry has crashed into the school crowd!
In the case of a full charge, the cavalry has an overwhelming advantage over the infantry.
Tiandu's soldiers are also Xuanjia soldiers, but in the face of this tsunami-like impact, there is no resistance, either being knocked and flying upside down, or being crushed under heavy hooves. Some sundered their armor and died, while others were severely injured and vomited blood instantly.
The cavalry ran over the school yard, and nearly a third of the Tiandu Army fell to the ground, unable to stand.
When turning around to charge for the second time, the speed was not enough.
The Tiandu Army was prepared, and the Youzhou Cavalry no longer had an overwhelming advantage. When they rushed to the middle of the crowd, they were completely dragged down. Under Xiao Wu's leadership, everyone abandoned their mounts, jumped down, and fought close to the Tiandu Army.
Sang Yuan was alive and well.
She remained calm and threw down the sunflowers, planting them all over the edge of the school field.
The slender and transparent Lingyun Vine quietly spread into the field from all directions, tripping the Tiandu soldiers while delivering healing mist to the wounded soldiers on their side.
The Tiandu Army quickly discovered in despair that the sneak attack troops in front of them were all invulnerable, and their attacks filled with spiritual accumulation were often easily stopped by the cyan spiritual accumulation on the opponent's profound armor.
"This is the best fine wood profound armor! They are the close guards of the Dongzhou King!" A Tiandu soldier discovered the mysterious secret and shouted.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Although the original intention was indeed to blame Dongzhou, this kind of fine wood mysterious armor was purely an accident.