Arrogant enough!
Sure enough, in addition to being a little bit in front of her, the man was still in his bones in dealing with foreign objects, he was still the man who didn't care about the outside world.
Meng Zhian didn't want to care about the old decay that jumped up and down, dragged Su Kui, and walked towards the Changhuan Courtyard.
He is really fed up with this bright red color. It is undeniable that the woman in front of him is wearing this dress, and the facial features that line it are becoming more and more beautiful, and a pair of water-glow eyes, as if it can be fascinating.
But as long as you think about it, this suit is not worn for him, and it doesn't look pleasing to your eyes.
Su Kui let her lead herself away.
The entire army is in the hands of Meng Zhian. He wants to leave, even if the group of officials jumps up and down, what can they do? Who dares to stop him
Watching him walk into the harem grandiosely, an official who was about 60 years old a year shook his head and sighed with grief. Heavenly reason?"
"Hey, you old man, don't be shameless!"
"Then Tuoba Xuan sent someone to assassinate the general when the general was not prepared, causing the general to be seriously injured and almost lost his life! If the general does not take the opportunity to pretend to be dead, can Tuoba Xuan give up?"
"Bah! You bastard, don't want to talk about it! I will die if I wait, and I won't submit to you!"
The lieutenant shook his head and disdain, "Who cares about your submission? Don't say that the general does not have the heart to be a king. With your strength, what can you do? If you want to bury Tuoba Xuan, just go, let us Brothers, absolutely no one is stopping you!"
Speaking of this, literati, where can you say that the old oily man who was accustomed to having no skin and face in the barracks
They don't believe it, this group of people is afraid of death. Where can they really dare to be buried
I have said everything that should be said, believe it or not, it has little to do with them.
Changhuanyuan.
As soon as the door opened, Liuying hurriedly greeted her.
"Master, you—"
As soon as he raised his head, he was stunned, and for a while, his mouth closed in surprise, "General Meng, you, you are not dead..." Before I finished speaking, I found that the word was too unlucky.
She looked down at Meng Zhian's shadow suspiciously, and was relieved when she saw the darkness on the ground. It seemed that she was a living person.
Liu Ying felt that her small-capacity head almost couldn't turn around quickly. What's the matter? The person who was already in mourning appeared in front of her alive.
Is she hallucinating
Liu Ying rubbed his eyes vigorously. Seventeen had already ran out of the house. Standing at the door, he saw Hao Duan Duan standing there, a tall and upright man in battle armor. It's not Meng Zhi'an, who else
"thump-"
Seventeen suddenly knelt to the ground, crying with joy, "General, Seventeen knew that you would never die so easily! It's great that you can come back alive!"
Sixteen followed Seventeen, and when they saw the two at the door, their faces were inexplicable, but their eyes were red.
The image of Meng Zhi'an in their hearts is also the master and father. He pulled the two brothers and sisters out of the slave camp and taught them kung fu, reading and writing. His death, no matter any of them, is unacceptable.
Now that he appeared in front of the two of them gracefully, how could he be so happy to speak
Meng Zhian laughed too, and his dark eyes were stained with a slight smile, "Okay, on a good day, don't cry anymore." After that, he turned to ask Liu Ying, "Liu Ying, I'm hungry, do you have anything to eat ?"