From the city gate to Shili Pavilion, more than 100,000 people gathered in the short ten-mile journey, from all races. They all wanted to see how powerful the iron-blooded army was, which had been piled up among the bones after years of fighting. They wanted to see the legendary What does the Hell's Angel, who is famous all over the world, admired by countless men and worshiped by countless women, look like? Www!qUAnbEn-xIaosHuo!com
Long Yi sat upright on the horse, staring at the black line that appeared in the distance, feeling the earth begin to tremble rhythmically, and his heart became excited unexpectedly.
Among so many women, the one that Long Yi was most grateful to was none other than Bei Tangyu. Over the past few years, she had been fighting for him as a woman. There seemed to be no other entertainment in her world except arranging troops. Long Yi saw all this and remembered it in his heart. At this moment, the little girl from a few years ago, with her silver teeth clenched, her little head held high, and her beautiful eyes flashing with stubbornness, reappeared in his mind.
The black line in the distance advanced rapidly, gradually forming an unstoppable black wave. From a distance, the high-flying flag of the vanguard could be clearly seen. It was a black background with gold rims, and the two characters Wushuang with flying phoenixes turned out to be the famous The unparalleled battalion in the world frightened all the enemy soldiers who fought against it.
"Father, the Wushuang Camp is the Wushuang Camp." Among the crowd, a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old was excitedly pulling on the sleeves of his father next to him, his eyes showing a fanatical look. , becoming a general is in vain. Everyone knows that the best soldiers come from the Wushuang Battalion, and the best generals also come from the Wushuang Battalion. Among the two countries' coalition forces, most of the generals who became famous because of this expedition came from the bottom of the Wushuang Battalion. Among those who came up, the most famous one was Nangong Nu, apart from Bei Tangyu and Xiong Ba. He is already the indisputable third soul figure in the coalition forces of the two countries.
"My child, you can go and recruit troops in two days." The father touched his son's head with a big hand with only three fingers. He was a veteran who retired from the Aoyue battlefield due to injuries and had seen Wushuang with his own eyes. The battalion's iron-blooded warriors are strong, and their greatest wish in this life is that one day their children can become one of them.
The army was getting closer and closer, and more than 10,000 people from the Wushuang Battalion were seen wearing black light armor and riding all-black unicorn horses. The gaps between each horse were in perfect harmony. As soon as people arrived, the bloody and condensed momentum rushed towards them, making people feel shocked and shocked.
The Wushuang Battalion does not distinguish between cavalry and infantry. They are all-round troops trained by Long Yi. The cavalry can launch a whirlwind charge, and the infantry can form a defensive formation like an iron barrel, of course. Their greater role is to conceal assassinations, not to mention small and medium-scale raids.
Three riders were separated from the front. One was wearing general armor and a blood-red cloak around his neck. He was actually Long Yi's brother-in-law Nangong Nu. At this time, Nangong Nu was no longer what he used to be. The little kid who was only as big as Long Yi's chest had grown into a tall man. He has a bear's waist and a tiger's back, his black eyes are shining, and he has an unstoppable edge.
The other one is a bear with black hair all over his body and a scary appearance. The knight in the middle is Beitang Yu, who is wearing a handsome purple robe and looks cold and indifferent.
Long Yi's heart trembled as he stared at that beautiful face. When their eyes met, there was a feeling as if they were in another world. The two of them had been missing each other for too long.
Bei Tangyu followed Long Yi's eyes, and slowly, his cold and indifferent expression began to melt away, and a stunning smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
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The room was filled with a faint fragrance. Bei Tangyu had put on a plain shirt. The once all-powerful Hell's Angel huddled happily and peacefully in her lover's arms like a woman. The sun shone on the two of them through the window. Give it a brilliant golden glow.
"If this is a dream, I hope I never wake up." Bei Tangyu sighed and murmured, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, very endearing. At this time, Bei Tangyu was no longer a general, she was now Just a woman, a pure woman.
"This is a real dream. We are living in it. The dream will not wake up, it will only disappear, and then usher in the next reincarnation." Long Yi patted Bei Tangyu's pink back and said softly, seeming to express his appreciation for the two lives. summary.
"I hope to dream of you in the next reincarnation." Bei Tangyu said softly with the corner of his mouth raised.
"Yes, I will." Long Yi's deep black eyes flashed, and he suddenly remembered Xiao Qi in his previous life. Only those soft spring-breeze eyes were still clear in the blurred image. If this life can be regarded as a reincarnation , then which world did Xiao Qi return to
"Peng Peng Peng" there was a knock on the door, and I didn't know who was disturbing me at this time.
"Husband, I want you to come over now.
Xiangyun's voice sounded outside.
When Long Yi stood up and opened the door, he saw Nangong Xiangyun sticking out her tongue at him, seemingly embarrassed.
"Xiangyun, let's get acquainted with Bei Tangyu and the sisters. I'll reward you when your husband comes back." Long Yi smiled and pinched Nangong Xiangyun's little face. Thinking of that Yingying Yanyan, he always thought about when the big one would come. Being slept with and fighting for three days and three nights is true happiness.
Long and his party went to Ximen Nu's study, pushed open the door, and saw that his father and mother were there, but the younger sister Ximen Wuhen was chatting affectionately with Sword God Aunt Ou.
"Father, is grandpa awake?" Long Yi asked. Aunt Ou had been in seclusion in the secret room to let her grandpa wake up, and he asked this question when he saw her coming out of seclusion.
"It's almost time. Your Granny Ou said your grandpa will wake up soon." Ximen nodded angrily, his face full of energy, making him look much younger.
Grandma Ou? Long Yi looked at Aunt Ou strangely. He was really not used to this name. Even his younger sister called her Aunt Ou.
"It's almost time, let's go in." Aunt Ou took Ximen Wuhen's hand and opened the secret room with ease and entered.
A group of people stood in front of the stone bed. Only Aunt Ou sat on the edge of the bed, looking gently at Ximen Kuang who was lying quietly on it. She was filled with emotion. More than twenty years passed in a blink of an eye, and they were all old.
At this moment, Ximen Kuang's eyelids trembled slightly, and he opened a gap with great effort. Everyone's hearts tightened involuntarily.
Ximen Kuang blinked his eyes half-closed, his dilated pupils gradually focused, and the figures in his eyes became clear from blur.
"Yan'er?" Ximen Kuang's voice was extremely hoarse, perhaps because he hadn't spoken for too long. He turned a blind eye to the other people and looked at Aunt Ou in front of him with some excitement.
Aunt Ou's body was shocked. Yan'er was her nickname. Apart from her master, only the old man with white hair and beard in front of her was qualified to call her that. Her mind was spinning a thousand times for a while, and she actually shed tears. Come.
"Father." Ximen Nu and Dongfang Wan took two steps forward and called excitedly.
Ximen Kuang rolled his eyes and looked at the excited Ximen Nu. His eyes flickered slightly, and he was a little complicated. Is this his son? The arrogant and sharp-edged boy now had gray hair on his temples, and was as calm and restrained as a wise man who had experienced vicissitudes of life.
"My grandson, Ximen Yu, has met grandpa and asked him to push the palace and activate blood for grandpa." Long Yi stepped forward to salute, and without waiting for Ximen Kuang's reaction, he grabbed his hand and slowly injected his true energy. At this time, Long Yi Ao The Heavenly Jue has reached the seventh level, the purity of the Qi Essence has reached a new level, and the effects of small meridians and meridians are doubled.
After a while, Long Yi stopped his hand, and Ximen Kuang's shoulders moved, and he jumped out of bed. He didn't even care about being barefoot, so he twisted his waist and lifted his legs in the stone room.
"Hahaha, you are my grandson. Okay, okay. Looking at your skills, even our ancestor Ximen Jinglei can't match you." Ximen Kuang came to life after being manipulated like this by Long Yi, and his hoarse voice also became Full of energy.
Long Yi chuckled, and he deservedly accepted it. With his current strength, he was able to put on the Thor suit for a short time. Although he had not tried the power of Thor's hammer, the power of the Lord God's weapon was also extremely powerful. It's big. It's unknown how big it is. He still wants to find time to test it out.
"Hey, is this my granddaughter?" Ximen Kuang looked at Ximen Wuhen, who was standing calmly aside. He was quite surprised by the cold and otherworldly temperament.
"Granddaughter Ximen Wuhen has met grandpa." Ximen Wuhen stepped forward and bowed to salute.
"Ximen Wuhen!" Ximen Kuang's white beard trembled, he glanced at Ximen Nu and then turned to look at Aunt Ou who was a little unnatural.
Ximen Wuhen was a little stunned and didn't understand why grandpa had such a big reaction after hearing her name.
Aunt Ou came to Ximen Kuang's side, sighed softly, and said, "It's been more than twenty years, and some things should be explained clearly."
At this time, Dongfang Wan remembered that her son had told her before that Ximen Wuhen was not a bloodline of the Ximen family, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. If this was the case, what would he think if her husband knew about it? This is related to the dignity of a man.
Dongfang Wan pulled Ximennu's sleeve uneasily, but Ximennu stretched out his big hand and held his wife's small hand tightly to express comfort. Looking at his expression, he seemed to know something.
"Second brother." Ximen Wuhen leaned closer to Long Yi with some panic. Although she didn't know what was going on, she knew that it must be related to her.
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