Legend of Fu Yao

Chapter 42: Talk about boobs in public

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"I'm here to kill!"

A loud shout shook the sky, startled the soldiers in front of them to shake their guns, the man shook his palm, and threw a large handful of stones all over the sky like a flower rain. Seeing stones flying whirling and rushing towards like black electricity, stuffing them into the barrel of the gun with a snap, blocking the barrel, and some stones penetrated deep, directly causing the chamber to explode, and exploded on the soldier's shoulder with a bang, leaving blood and flesh in pieces. A splash.

The man threw the stones and didn't even look at them, he rolled over, and the black cloak twirled against the ground, and the guards of King Qi behind Yuan Zhaoxu rolled out screaming.

Yuan Zhaoxu shouted, "Where are you coming from!" He raised his palms up to meet them, and the two slammed their palms together. Yuan Zhaoxu seemed to be a little inferior, and stepped back a few steps. The guards behind him, because of the previous When people appeared, a large number of brothers died, and seeing Yuan Zhaoxu's loss, they were all shocked and hesitated for a while.

The man laughed loudly, and only then replied, "Murderer, come if you want!" He turned over and landed in front of Meng Fuyao, stretched out his palm and pushed down Meng Fuyao who was about to struggle, and with a wave of his finger, With a low smile, "Woman, I'm sorry, I'll give you my true energy back."

The man's voice was as thick as his chest, with a breath as clear as the pine trees in the mountains. Meng Fuyao knew Zhan Beiye had arrived when he heard it. In fact, he knew it was him even if he didn't pull him into his arms. Besides him, who else was there? Talking so awesome

At the same time, the whole body loosened, the feeling of being bound by ropes disappeared, and the familiar zhenqi that belonged to him surged up in the dantian again, and it ran for a week at a fast speed. Meng Fuyao's heart relaxed. Furious, he couldn't help turning around, and punched Zhan Beiye on the nose.

Zhan Beiye never thought that this woman turned her face and refused to recognize anyone. She was beaten so much that her nose was bleeding, and she suddenly became a big face. Meng Fuyao couldn't help laughing when she saw him in a mess, and then she stopped laughing and turned around. Looking at the bloody cloud marks on half of his body, and at Yuan Zhaoxu behind him, his expression darkened.

Yuan Zhaoxu raised his eyes and smiled at her, then turned around, and was facing Yan Lie who was chasing up with a stern face, Yuan Zhaoxu suddenly leaned over, as if he had lost the strength of his palm just now, and fell in his direction.

Yan Lie had no choice but to help, but just as he stretched out his hand, the other party suddenly smiled.

The brilliance of this smile is like the moonlight and stars swaying in the sky, swaying a dream-like illusion of the day, in the illusion, the spring grass is like sand on the bank of the misty water, and the waves of the stream reflect the sun, shining thousands of silver sparkles.

That kind of swaying was dazzling, Yan Lie looked at that kind of smile, but felt that the consciousness in his mind seemed to be swaying and rippling layer by layer, turning into soft clouds and mist, and swaying away himself.

He fell suddenly.

The guards ran up to help him, Yuan Zhaoxu stepped over him lightly, smiled lightly, and said, "Oh, unfortunately, it seems that the captain was poisoned by the murderer just now."

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Zhan Beiye rushed forward protecting Meng Fuyao's cloud trace, his eyes fell on Meng Fuyao's shoulder, the wound there was split open again due to running all the way, and the blood was splattered.

His eyes fell on Meng Fuyao's skirt again, the blood stains there were also very eye-catching, Zhan Beiye frowned, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, he thought for a while, took out a delicate jade bottle from his bosom, and stretched out his hand to tear Meng Fuyao's face. Shoulder clothes.

Meng Fuyao immediately shouted viciously, "What are you doing!"

Zhan Beiye's hand holding the bottle froze, Meng Fuyao saw the thing in his hand in a blink of an eye, stretched out his hand and snatched it, and said in an even more vicious voice, "What time are you still trying to wrap my wound? I'll take the thing, forget it Accept your apology."

Zhan Beiye watched helplessly as she unceremoniously put the bottle of top-quality golden sore medicine, which even the prince could hardly get, into her bosom, and touched her nose helplessly, which was full of blood. Zhan Beiye stared blankly at his blood-stained hands, and suddenly felt that he seemed a bit cheap.

Hey, ever since I saw this woman, I've been in a bit of a mess, things are not things, and his battle with Beiye is not like fighting Beiye.

Seeing that Meng Fuyao still kept turning his head, Zhan Beiye said angrily, "What are you looking at?"

Meng Fuyao immediately replied, "None of your business."

Zhan Beiye grinned, the blood in his nose congealed, he looked a little funny, and said angrily, "Don't worry about it, I admit that I play oboe with him."

Meng Fuyao curled her lips and said, "I know you're not that amazing." She saw Yuan Zhaoxu had turned around, but waved at her with the hand behind her back, she didn't know what it meant.

Meng Fuyao felt sour in his heart, thinking, this person is really unpredictable, everyone's actions seem to be in his schemes, so terrible...

Before the thought was finished, the three of them rushed to the second door, coming in such a hurry, the longbow was useless, with a wave of General Pei's hand, the guards all lined up with swords and guns, and with a clang, Pei Yuan laughed sharply , "So what if you rushed here? Five hundred guards here are not enough to deal with you? Besides, there is General Fang's army—"

When she said this, she was startled suddenly, and the father and daughter looked at each other, only to remember that they had been focusing on shooting the man and woman, and they didn't realize that Fang Minghe's army didn't continue to enter the door.

Pei Yuan suddenly turned his head, looked out from the palace gate which was opened a little, and faintly saw the commotion of the army, the first palace gate which had been opened was suddenly closed again, but for a moment he couldn't tell what happened.

As soon as she turned her head to distract herself, Zhan Beiye's figure from behind suddenly flitted towards General Pei, Pei Yuan rushed to rescue him in shock, but Zhan Beiye feigned an attack, turned around with a whimper, his sleeves had already changed directions, Instead, Pei Yuan threw himself into his hands.

Laughing and grabbing Pei Yuan's throat, Zhan Beiye said, "Hey, you woman, why do you become more stupid every time?"

General Pei miscalculated the situation so that his daughter was taken captive, and his eyebrows flew up in anger. He was about to order his guards to save her, when a black shadow beside him flashed like a ghost, and Meng Fuyao's whip had already wrapped around him with a loud sound, and she also Don't get close, with a left whip and a right whip across the distance, the black whip wind transformed into countless whip shadows, making people unable to tell which is virtual and which is real, so they had to dodge desperately, and were forced to jump more and more by Meng Fuyao intentionally. The farther away, far away from Pei Yuan.

Yun Hen stood in front of them, his long sword danced so hard that water wouldn't enter, and blocked the swarming guards.

Zhan Beiye raised his black eyebrows like a sword out of its sheath, and the laughter could be heard miles away, grabbing Pei Yuan's throat and dragging her forcefully, while saying, "What a bad luck! This king really doesn't want to touch your mother-in-law! "

Pei Yuan was so angry that his face was pale and he was about to faint, he looked at General Pei pleadingly, but Meng Fuyao jumped up and down with his whip and swung his whip loudly, it was impossible for General Pei to rush in several times.

Meng Fuyao laughed loudly while waving his whip, "Open the door! Open the door wider! Otherwise, your princess' breasts will be squeezed down!"

The two men glanced at each other, and immediately turned dark. They felt that this woman, Meng Fuyao, was not only free-spirited, but also very vicious. In front of the gate of Taiyuan Palace, among thousands of soldiers, she talked about the breasts of the unmarried Princess Pei, calling her future. How else to behave

Although the two men didn't care about how Pei Yuan behaved, and didn't think she was a human being, they still felt that Meng Fuyao was so shameless.

Meng Fuyao's clear laughter spread through several palace gates, Yuan Zhaoxu, who was turning around with his hands behind his back, paused suddenly, then smiled, his long eyelashes drooped down, covering his deep and changing eyes like fog.

In his arms, Master Yuan Bao suddenly poked his head out and looked back, squeaked, his eyes were extremely contemptuous, Yuan Zhaoxu looked down, and immediately knew what Master Yuan Bao was thinking at the moment.

He nodded in agreement, and said thoughtfully, "You're right, in fact, her breasts are quite small..."