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Meng Fuyao lay awkwardly on Yunhen's chest and smirked at the "rapist catcher".

The grandson Wuji was expressionless, sinking into the darkness like a wandering dream, met Meng Fuyao's silly smile, and raised his eyebrows silently.

Immediately he pushed the door over, looked at the ambiguous posture of the two of them, looked at Yunhen, stretched his finger in front of him and stroked his heart, then glanced at Meng Fuyao, and said: "You still rely on him, seriously Do you want him to have a nightmare of soil pressure?"

Meng Fuyao was crying, thinking that this person is unique in cursing people, am I dirt? I am the most beautiful soil in the world... She slowly brushed away Yunhen's fingers, and immediately after pulling Yunhen away, she grabbed the void in a panic, Zhang Sun Wuji crossed his palm, quickly tapped his acupoint, and immediately picked her up. Going to the side, he said: "Your Excellency's soup was also given to others, the sweat was wiped for others, and I borrowed someone to hold it. Is it my turn to have soup now?"

Meng Fuyao feels weird when she hears this, but she can’t refute it. Seeing the eyes of the grandson Wuji, the floating light is like a smile but not a smile. He can’t see the happiness and anger, but he feels that it is definitely not appropriate. Experience, whenever Sun Wuji finds it inappropriate, she can’t get it right when she wants to do it properly, so she has to say angrily: "Drink."

She lazily carried the soup bowl over, and the grandson Wuji tortured her again—"Drink here? In someone else's house?"

Master, why are you so hard to serve? Also, why do you smell sour all over your body? It's not generous! Meng Fuyao was depressed, so he had to carry the jar and follow him, watching the grandson Wuji walking slowly towards the garden. The garden was full of albizia flowers, the flowers were like young girls' lips, and the pink clusters formed clusters, smudging and dyeing a crimson shade of white stone. Chang Sun Wuji sat on the table and chair, and said: "It's good here, the moon is clear and the wind is clear, and the details are clear."

Meng Fuyao rolled his eyes--is he insinuating with her and Yunhen that "being alone in a dark room, chaos is not clear"? Hey, what a stingy man.

Changsun Wuji raised his cheek to look at her, and suddenly said, "Your Excellency wants me to use my eyes to drink soup?"

Meng Xiaosi, who was tossed by him, had to add soup bitterly, and the soup splashed in front of him. Changsun Wuji smiled, looked in the jar, and said: "Look at this weight, who I count it all, but forgot to cook for yourself, right?"

Meng Fuyao said irritably: "I am a hard-fought cook, I can only serve the lives of the masters drinking soup!"

Zhang Sun Wuji smiled again, holding a spoon to slowly scoop the soup, and suddenly said: "I came to you just now, but I didn't mean to interrupt you."

Meng Fuyao said painfully: "Then you should be more generous for Mao's unconsciousness and say'please go on, I haven't seen anything', then walk away freely?"

The eldest son Wuji ignored the cheeky ruffian and continued: "I have received news of Feng Jingfan's death because..."

"Ah!" Meng Fuyao opened his mouth wide.

Zhang Sun Wuji smiled and immediately fed the spoonful of soup into her mouth, saying: "First treat the most noble cook in the world."

Meng Fuyao "gumbled" and swallowed the soup in a loud voice and with indecent temperament. He eagerly pulled the sleeve of Changsun Wuji and said, "Dead? Really killed? Uh? ...Isn't it true?"

"The Hong Kong Economic Journal reported that they met the gangsters fighting for territory on the Tiansha border, and Feng Jingfan was shot to death by random arrows." Changsun Wuji slowly drank the soup, his eyes thoughtful.

"Where is the Fourth Prince Feng?"

"Escaped in fright and separated from my sister. Later, I looked for my sister's body, but only found her embroidered shoe on the edge of the cliff."

Meng Fuyao frowned, only to realize that Longsun Wuji's tone was wrong, "Are you saying that there is no corpse?"

"Yeah." Changsun Wuji tapped his fingers on the tabletop and looked at the north, "There are variables, the assassination of Feng Jingfan was planned by my hidden guards. They are good at assassinations. These tasks have never missed, but this time But there is a very strange phenomenon."

"Huh?"

"They have lost part of their memory."

"Huh?"

Changsun Wuji turned his eyes to look at her: "Their memory, from the pretending to be a gangster fight, to pretending to be unintentionally involved in Feng Jingfan, until Feng Jingfan’s arrow fell on the cliff is very clear, but after she fell. In one passage, everyone has a vague memory, and most people don’t even remember that they have a vague situation. Their memory has a vacuum, and they jumped directly at Fengjing Fanluoya to the victory rendezvous to return to me. In their opinion, this is A normal, triumphant assassination."

"Then how did you find it wrong?"

"The leader of my hermit guard, because he is not assured to participate in person. He has followed me for the longest time. He has learned some things and always feels something is wrong. He has a habit of watching the time anytime and anywhere. I have specially given it He is a Western Region gold watch. When he checked the time, he found that they did not seem to have any movement or memory for half an hour."

He raised his eyes and looked into the depths of the sky, a star in the sky reflected his eyes, and there was a suspicious and weary expression in his eyes. He thought of the person who had been found in the last round of Zhenwu competition in the Golden Palace that day. , Said slowly: "Perhaps, there is someone I hate her appearance, and finally appeared unexpectedly..."

Meng Fu shook his head to look at him, curiously said: "You also have an annoying person? I thought you would have no normal emotions in your life."

"If I know how to like it, I know how to hate it. I'm glad I finally know it." Changsun Wuji smiled and looked at her brightly, until Meng Fuyao turned her head uncomfortably. The moment she turned her head, she suddenly remembered something. Said: "I remember that you have a martial arts skill that can erase people's memories and control people's minds, don't you..."

Changsun Wuji smiled lightly and said: "Fuyao, sometimes you are really smart."

Meng Fuyao said silently for a long while: "Changsun Wuji, I have never been a person who likes to find the roots, so after so long, your origin and some strange things about you, I have never asked , But do you really plan to never tell me?"

Zhang Sun Wuji put down the bowl, sat opposite her, put her knees on each other, held her hand in her palm, and said softly: "Fuyao, as long as I should tell you everything, I have said it, but if I don't tell Your business is all because you know it will be harmful and unprofitable."

He sighed softly: "I think it would be better for me to go to Fushan myself..."

"No need to go!"

The distant and calm female voice came faintly, swaying like a long wave, I don’t know the distance, it seems to be resounding above the head, and it seems to be far away, the voice sounds very "empty", every word is flat and there is no difference between the ups and downs. Untouchable feeling.

The look of Changsun Wuji changed slightly. He suddenly pushed Meng Fuyao away and pressed his hand on the white stone table.

Immediately Meng Fuyao saw a crack suddenly formed on the white stone table.

The crack appeared silently and suddenly, at first it was just a shallow line, like a moonlight light and shadow, then it became deeper and bigger, and it stretched forward like a sword, all the way to the direction of Longsun Wuji. Seeing to arrive at that pot of Eight Treasure Lotus Seed Soup.

The female voice in mid-air seemed to be laughing, but there was no smile in her smile, but her voice suddenly became a little more enchanting: "I'm enjoying it, brother, I came from afar, won't you invite me to have a bowl?"

Changsun Wuji pointed a finger, and the continuously extending crack suddenly stopped and stopped at the edge of the jar. He raised his eyebrows and smiled slightly: "Taeyeon, you never eat snacks."

"It’s okay to eat it once in a while. Look at this lotus seed soup. It’s such a wonderful delicacy, it can make the brothers who don’t love the world and not greedy, like you Feed me?"

In the voice, the crack extended a little further.

Zhang Sun Wuji touched his finger, smoothed the crack, and said lightly: "It's just the ordinary taste of red dust and fireworks. It must not be in your eyes, and it will not stain your nobleness that has always only eaten flowers and drinks. Appetite."

"I'm more noble than you, brother?" Tianzong wizards came from behind. Even me, I have always had only hope." The female voice suddenly became cold again, and the enchanting was gone, a little more faint ridicule, "You drink Yes, I can’t drink it?"

The last word of her "de" suddenly turned into a broken tone, and her voice rushed upwards like thunder. With a sudden sound, the jar suddenly cracked.

The jar cracked, but the soup did not spill out. Changsun Wou-ki immediately raised her hand at the moment when her voice turned up, gestured to cover the jar, the jar was split in half, and the soup was flowing in it. As soon as the juice was collected, it calmed down, and it still maintained its shape just now, without spilling a drop.

Zhang Sun Wuji stared at the soup, his eyes suddenly showed boredom, he raised his eyes to an eaves front, and said coldly: "You can drink, you can not only drink, all I can get, you can also I got it. I told the masters many years ago, so now, you can go."

"Why should I go?" Following the gaze of Changsun Wuji, a small shadow suddenly appeared on the corner of the house, a mass of powdery white melted in the moonlight, looking soft , It is also like a ball of acacia flowers in the night, completely inconsistent with the feeling of the empty or sharp, enchanting or ridiculous mature female voice just now, but the voice is indeed hers, and even worse, " Longsun Wuji, I hate you the most. I said, I don’t want you to let me, and you don’t deserve to let me!"

The voice fell with a "bang", the stone table was shattered, and the stone chips flying up all over the sky, the stone chips flying rustlingly, first slowly, then rushed like lightning, accumulating a gray snake-like one, shooting directly at the grandson Wuji Eyebrows!

Zhangsun Wuji's sleeves stretched out, first in front of Meng Fuyao, to prevent her from being injured by the flying gravel, and then stretched out **** and cut it suddenly, as if cutting a snake's body seven inches, silently." "Stone Snake" is cut into two pieces.

The "stone snake" was broken and divided, the whirring was displayed in the air, and it rearranged rapidly in the virtual reality and reality, suddenly transformed into a stone fan, the woman raised her hand from the virtual reality, that Shi Fan suddenly slapped it horizontally and obliquely, and shot it at Changsun Wuji.

Chang Sun Wou-ki swiped with one hand, and the unending soup at the bottom of the soup bowl just turned into a string of crystal jade beads and flew in the air. Those "beads" connected into a string of Buddhist beads at his fingertips, brushing like real beads. Lara threw it out loudly and hit the stone fan, smashing it into a gray dust.

He smiled faintly: "Since I want to drink so, I will give you a taste."

Taeyeon snorted coldly and waved her finger. The whirlwind of gray and white stone chips once again turned into butterflies and clouds. The trees in the wind turned into the dragons in the deep sea. From various angles, they were light or strange or fierce or tricky. All the vital points of Xiang Changsun Wuji were dealt with by Changsun Wuji with that little soup. He is not like Taiyan changing a thousand ends. He is always the pearl of the soup, but they are divided or combined. Array, every subtle change will bring infinite variables, those finger-pick take-off and landing permutations and combinations are boundless.

In such a subtle but fierce battle, he was still smiling, and said lightly: "Congratulations, Junior Sister, I said why you suddenly stepped into the dust, it turns out that it is the magic of God."

"Yes, after you, I am a success." Taeyeon's voice changed again this time, she said in a light and disgusting voice: "It will always be'following you'... Changsun Wuji, I think there is no such thing. You, there is no "after" of me, do you think it?"

With a flick of her tail, an extremely light gesture, a whistling wind suddenly appeared on the flat ground, and the albizia flowers all over the ground rose from the ground, and the whistling rolled into a crimson giant pestle, hitting the chest of Sun Wuji!

"Then, without your "after", I am the only one, Taeyeon, don't you?" Changsun Wuji's voice was calm, his fingers flicked, and the string of "beads" suddenly condensed into a ball, heavy and translucent , The electric shot came out and hit the "pestle" end!

"Boom!"

It’s hard to imagine that these soft flowers and soup can also make such a huge shock. It’s hard to imagine that there is such a beautiful battle in the world—the pestle of flowers in the sky is hit hard by the beads of lotus soup. Open, flying up a light purple, the scarlet flowers that have been shaken, and countless needle-like crimson tentacles are scattered, like the skirts of a beauty scattered in the wind, or the miraculous light of the fairy The flag of the flag, in the dark sky and the jade-white moonlight, was beautifully displayed, shocking and shocking in an instant.

Meng Fuyao has been sitting, staring at the battle between the fingers of this immovable figure, passionate about the blurred and dazzling change. After her "Bro Jiuxiao" reached the sixth floor, each floor was divided into three. Level, it must be promoted level by level. The second level of the sixth level is "Dou Zhuan". She has yet to find a way to practice. However, today’s battle between Long Sun Wuji and his unexpected junior sister, Tai Yan, made her If you understand.

She covered her head with gray, staring excitedly at the hands of Changsun Wuji and Taeyeon, thinking desperately in the thousands of changes that were born in each change, looking for the origin and trajectory of those changes, she saw too much Focusing, the fingers flicked slightly subconsciously, learning that magical movement, without paying attention to Taeyeon's eyes suddenly turned, her eyes cold.

"Pop!"

Meng Fuyao suddenly felt hot on his cheeks, waved his face vigorously, and leaned back. Only then did Taeyeon say coldly on the eaves: "The Rats dared to learn the art of God secretly! Damn!" /

The grandson Wuji suddenly looked back, his eyes blazing!

Meng Fuyao supported his body and touched his face, only to feel that his face was hot, half of his cheek was already swollen, and he was furious.

Incite me? Dare to incite me?

My mother has lived for two lifetimes for decades, and she has not been slapped in the face!

If you hit someone but don't face, you are going to die!

She jumped up, and rushed up without saying a word.

Someone was faster than her. The grandson Wuji, who had been sitting still, suddenly moved. He stretched out and shot directly at the opposite eaves, passing through the unending rain of flowers, and the person in the air swept his sleeves and made a loud noise. Half of the eaves fell straight down, and Taeyeon who was sitting on it was paying attention to his tricks, but he attacked first, and fell straight down, turning over in mid-air, like catkins and poplar leaves. The posture is extremely light and beautiful. Falling to the ground with a cold snort, he was about to raise his hand to attack, but Changsun Wuji was already on the side of the eaves. Condescendingly raised his sleeves, Tai Yan was startled and subconsciously stepped back. As a result, the window lattice on the wall behind him suddenly It broke, the window creaked down, she had to swept forward, and this swept met Meng Fuyao who was running up.

Meng Fuyao rushed up with her sleeves, and saw her being forced to her direction. She hurriedly greeted her with a slap. Taeyeon tilted her head and suddenly came behind her. She smiled and said, "You are also worthy of the fight. To me?"

Before she finished her words, she felt a flash of purple shadow in front of her eyes, and then "slap" a hot cheek on her cheek, and a hot slap!

I heard Changsun Wuji’s voice with a smile: "When I fight, she fights, the same."

"Eldest Sun Wuji, you are so shameless, you even attacked me with someone!" Taeyeon rubbed her face, and smirked, "Are you ashamed?"

"Since you have learned sneak attacks, why can't I learn to besiege you?" Changsun Wuji looked at her coldly, "Taeyeon, you have been fighting with me for so many years and you still refuse to give up. It's up to you, but I warn You, if you dare to offend others and injure the innocent, then I don’t mind punishing the same door with my own hands."

"Longsun Wuji, I also tell you, as long as you are in one day, I will fight you endlessly." Taiyan suddenly smiled enchantingly: "Since my supernatural power is great, the masters have allowed me to enter the world again. Then I spend some time with you, what you do, I will destroy; what you want to protect, I will hurt; I want to prove to the masters who is the real first!"

She pointed to Meng Fuyao: "For example, today's slap is just a prelude. As long as I am in a bad mood in the future and have time, I will slap her anytime."

Meng Fuyao stared at her--this wicked...dwarf!

Uh... well, pretty dwarf.

Taeyeon turned out to be a child. She was eleven or twelve years old, her face was pink, and some babies were fat. If it weren’t for her mature voice and divine eyes, she would be alive and well. A pink and delicate little girl.

Dwarfs are ugly, but she is not. It’s just that Meng Fuyao looks at her face and figure, and then listens to her changing voice. I really feel that this person doesn’t match her appearance, nor Know whether it is congenital or acquired.

This Taeyeon seems to have been at odds with the eldest son Wuji very early. Does she think that to incite her Meng Fuyao is to incite the eldest son Wuji? Isn't she a big loss?

Taeyeon turned a blind eye to Meng Fuyao's surprised gaze. She didn't seem to care about her peculiar appearance. She touched her face, as if she wanted to get the outline of the slap on her face, and sneered at Changsun Wuji.

The grandson Wuji looked at her indifferently, with impatience and tiredness in his eyes. He seemed too lazy to quarrel with Taeyeon. He only blocked Meng Fuyao intentionally or unintentionally. In his arms, Master Yuan Bao, who had been sleeping, suddenly poked his head out. , Staring at Taeyeon in amazement, she was shocked; "Squeak!"

"Squeak!"

This sound was not made by Master Yuan Bao. Taeyeon suddenly climbed out of her sleeves. A rabbit version of the mouse that looked exactly the same as Yuan Bao, or even fatter than it, was black and shiny. The mouse saw it. The eyes of the ingot shine bright, and the claws close together and wait to rush over: "Squeak!"

Master Yuan Bao "should" retracted his head, and drilled deep into the clothes of Longsun Wuji--I didn't see it, I didn't see it, I didn't see it...

The black ingot still doesn't stop, and the fat leg is ready to rise with a kick—"Squeak! Squeak!" Taeyeon frowned and grabbed its tail and stuffed it back: "Pearl! Give me. Fight for your breath, the male rat in the world is not dead, you must look for the ugliest one!"

Master Yuan Bao was angry, and immediately got out of his head again, complaining with tears: "Squeak!"

Black Pearl immediately also contained a pack of tears, and turned around to scold Taeyeon: "Squeak!"

……

Meng Fuyao even forgot that slap in the face, and hugged his head in a squeak, and collapsed, oh my god, there are so many evildoers in the world, there is actually a black ingot!

Taeyeon finally stuffed the black pearl back into her sleeve-she didn't stop scolding her master, and even began to carry love poems with her paws, squeaking inaudible.

She sneered at Longsun Wuji, and glanced at Zong Yueyunhen and others who had already heard the sound from the corner of her eye, and turned around without saying a word.

Zhang Sun Wuji looked at her back and suddenly said: "Where is her?"

"If you have the ability, you can find out again and kill her." Taeyeon smiled, and suddenly approached the grandson Wuji, and whispered in his ear: "My brother, the wizard with no one before and after no one, I Say, you seem to have regressed..."

She laughed and didn't wait for Changsun Wuji to answer. She rolled her sleeves and stepped onto the wall beside her. Every time she stepped, there was a neat footprint on the wall, and she held her hands like that. Walking on the wall and on the roof as if walking on the ground, step by step, step by step in the air, walking towards the outside of the wall, she walked slowly and smoothly, as if walking calmly on the ground, the suction of the earth seemed to her completely No effect.

The bricks and stones on the wall she walked on were silent, and pieces fell like footprints.

Everyone was staring at such a superb, superb, light work display completely out of normal limits and regularity, but Meng Fuyao suddenly squatted down, picked up a piece of gravel, raised his hand and threw it out.

"Call you to show off, tell you to pretend!"

"Slap--"

The gravel actually hit Taeyeon’s vest, and with a slap, she slapped her back with white dust marks on her back, who was about to step on the wall. Taeyeon didn’t prevent Meng Fuyao from coming shamelessly with this hand and shook it. , Almost really fell on the wall, she tried to balance her body, barely maintaining the demeanor of the master just now, piercing a white light in the air and shooting away.

Meng Fuyao patted his thighs and laughed: "Girl, I knew that your light work was very dangerous. The old force was the weakest when the new force was not born. Sure enough, it's timid, right? Haha." He changed his hand and touched it. Fingerprints on his face and eyebrows raised again.

"I will never end with you!"

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"Longsun Wuji, ah, Longsun Wuji," Meng Fuyao lay in front of him, holding his cheeks and staring at his face, "For me, the hapless child who has been troubled by you again, don't you think you are necessary Explain your junior sister who jumped out of the rock?"

"Taeyeon is the daughter of my uncle uncle, and she is very aggressive." Long Sun Wuji smiled, and looked at the five-fingerprint from her hair. Only after seeing the basic fade, she said: "Before I started, she As a teacher’s child, he is one of the best talents and the most respected. Later, I was favored by the teacher and started learning arts. She gradually hated me. You have seen it. That’s it. Whenever I get the chance, I will be with me. Right."

"What's the matter with her height? Congenital?"

"No, it’s the master’s sister-in-law practice. Taeyeon is too aggressive. She has to take the lead from the little things, and she has to take the lead in everything. As usual, it’s appropriate to practice after the age of fifteen. To fight for the first place, I practiced at the age of twelve. As a result, my height and body shape stayed at that age forever. It was pitiful to say it, but she herself didn't think that she thought that women who were taller than her were ugly."

Meng Fuyao smiled and said: "Hey, you said she, why do you want to fight against you in such a chase?"

She rolled her eyes and thought, wouldn’t this be an alternative way of expressing love? When I was a child in my previous life, a little boy chased a little girl to pull her pigtails to make her cry.

"You don’t know Taiyan. People who grew up in the place of my teacher’s school are unlikely to have the desire for red dust." Changsun Wuji saw Xiao Jiujiu who was in her heart, and said with a smile: "If there is Personally, from the first day you appeared, you tried to squeeze you away in various ways. When you practice, she digs traps. When you sleep, she puts poisonous beasts. When you compete, she puts hemp needles in the collar you want to wear the next day. Going out to practice, she followed, doing everything possible to smash your pot-do you think this is like?"

Meng Fuyao muttered silently: "What the **** are you sister, and, listening to her tone, what is she arguing with you? The grandson Wuji is not the one who said you, you are the lord of a country, and the world is still What kind of status can be higher than you? Just let her, so as not to be so boring."

"Do you think she is so temperamental, something she is willing to let out?" Long Sun Wuji sighed and said in a low voice: "This is probably the most helpless and helpless thing in my life except you."

Meng Fu shook his eyes wandering around—I didn't hear it, I didn't hear it.

"Go to sleep." Changsun Wuji patted her and said: "If you can't sleep, I don't mind staying with you..."

"I'm so sleepy!" Meng Fuyao rushed back to the room, running faster than a rabbit, leaving the grandson Wuji and Yuan Bao facing each other for a long while, and Master Yuan Bao also sighed long.

Ah...Black Pearl, why are you not fat to death...

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Listening to Taeyeon’s tone, it seemed that Feng Jingfan was rescued by her. However, within a few days, news came that shook Jinghua, the Princess of Xuanji Kingdom Buddhalian and the fourth prince of Feng were assassinated at the border of Tiansha, and the prince escaped. The princess died in the midst of the arrow. The Lord Xuanji was very sad about this. Although he had many children, he has never established a crown prince. It is said that the selfishness belongs to this gentle, elegant and famous Buddha lotus. About this matter, his shrewd queen immediately splashed around in the palace. She had to rush to the sky to find Zhan Nancheng to settle the account. At any rate, she was stopped by the Lord Xuanji, and the couple had a big fight in front of the palace gate. There were a few neat lines of blood on the Lord’s face. With the sacrifice of flesh and blood, he suppressed the tigress of his family. He also hurriedly revised the book and condemned Zhan Nancheng and asked him to hand over the murderer. Zhan Nancheng arrived. Where to find the murderer? Instructed Wu County under Fushan's jurisdiction to investigate the culprit, but it has not yet reported back. Zhan Nancheng frowned and sighed in the palace. When she met Meng Fuyao, she was going to greet him. During this time, she and Zhan Nancheng got along well. He gave him a lot of advice on military grooming. Zhan Nancheng often took her with her on trips. At first she was far away, but then she was less prepared. She asked to see him from time to time, and she laughed when she heard it. Embarrassed? Three-legged toads are hard to find, and there are too many murderers with two legs." Immediately, they took a group of their own guards and ran for hundreds of miles overnight to wipe out several bandits near Fushan.

Then her elderly Shi Shiran carried several heads and held them in front of the envoys of Xuanji who were waiting for news in Pandu. Those heads were deliberately not embalmed. The summer weather was so bad that the envoys and those waiting to identify the murderer The fourth prince Feng was smoked and ran out before he could sit firmly, spitting out a mess against the wall, Meng Fu shook his head and chased all the way, "Hey, see clearly first, revenge for the princess is important--" He covered his face with his sleeves, closed his eyes and turned his head, waved his hand, and said in a sad voice: "stop—stop—stop—"

That's all, who told you to refuse to see clearly.

Meng Fuyao entered the palace and gave Zhan Nancheng back. The two smiled at each other. Zhan Nancheng asked her with blinking eyes: "But what did you do? You and I confessed to each other, but it doesn’t hurt to say it, I will never speak to others. ."

Meng Fuyao squinted at him and said: "Your Majesty, on the night of the Fushan incident, the Caomin was still drinking in the restaurant. He knew that he wanted to come, but if possible, the Caomin hoped to do it himself." /

Zhan Nancheng laughed, consciously and more intimately with Meng Fuyao, but Meng Fuyao took out a piece of paper, mysteriously showing Zhan Nancheng: "Your Majesty, I have met the thing of great rebellion!"

Zhan Nancheng's face changed as soon as he took it.

The slanted note read: "The Canglong is in the wild, and the wind becomes a flag!"

Zhan Nancheng rubbed the note, hammered it heavily on the imperial case, and walked around the room quickly with his hands, bowing his head and groaning, looking at his half-hanging face, his eyes flickered and his expression was angry. In the anger, there was a little hesitation, and he was silent.

Meng Fuyao just didn’t know, and naively and stupidly asked him: "I don’t know what code word it is. It is sung in the village of Siye. Has your Majesty heard of it?"

"It's just the arrogant and ignorant Xiao Xiaojun," Zhan Nancheng replied, suddenly stopped to look at her, and said deeply for a long while: "General Meng, you are worried about the infinite and useless place, you can hope to be in heaven. Make a great contribution and make a worthy achievement?"

Mum, you finally asked such a sentence!

Meng Fuyao burst into tears in his heart, but with a frivolous excitement on his face, he immediately said: "Wow, the grassroots has already resigned from the Promise officer a few days ago, now he will be a soldier under your majesty. It’s best to go to the frontier army and start with the team leader. That’s fun!"

"You are so talented, how can you be the big soldier in the difficult frontier army?" Zhan Nancheng waved his hand, "And lead a deputy commander in the Imperial Flying Leopard Army, although it is a fourth-rank, not as good as You were at your original rank, but if you do well, in the future, General Longhu will be yours!"

"Weichen follow the order!"

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In the seven years of Tiansha Qianqiu, in July, the fire flows, and the blue dragon rises in the wild.

Since the departure from Pandu, there has been a full-term battle with Beiye. If you don't say anything, it will shake the world.

On July 13th, I arrived at Ge Ya’s battle north field. There was almost no stopping. He immediately recalled the army hidden in the depths of Ge Ya, together with the deputy general of the Northwest Dao Frontier Army, Bian Hongyu, and killed Liu Xie, the commander of the Frontier Army. Raising the anti-flag in the name of "Wu Dao", the mighty soldiers, hunting and hunting the battle flag, instantly swept across the land of the Northern Kingdom.

At the same time, as early as when he was still on his way back to Geya, the forces that had been cultivated for many years lurking in the warrior’s market began to attack by public opinion. From Pandu to Geya, regarding the loyalty of King Kitano But the country was ridiculed, the killer who was killed by rabbits and dogs in Changhan Mountain, and the rumors of Zhannan’s poor treatment of heroes as kings and virtues spread all over the sky, and even what it sounds like. The incisive "Zhan Clan totem for the founding of the country is a **** gift, and the ancestors have said that, two generations later, the blue dragon is in the wild, the name of the fierce king is the taboo, and the Lord of Destiny will be born soon." The gods are quietly eating away at people's royal orthodoxy.

July 15th, under Lecheng.

July 17, under the clouds.

July 20th, under Kuixi.

On July 24th, Jin Yan, the head of the Taijing Mansion, took the initiative to offer the city when the Canglong Banner was near the city.

On July 26, Jinshui City, the last barrier between the north of the evil sky and the land of the middle boundary, was broken, and three thousand sergeants were disarmed.

On July 27th, the capital of Minglun was dedicated to the city.

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On the third day of August, the Canglong army was stationed in front of the Tiansha Yijiang, and the dashing front finally encountered the first large-scale resistance since the incident. The largest river in the Tiansha country that divides the north and the south. Before, the two armies looked into the distance through the surging river, and the sound of people shouting horses was faintly audible through the mist on the river, and the murderous aura condensed into deep black stratospheres over the river. A great battle was imminent.

On the third day of August, at night, on the bank of the turbulent river, a tall rock crouched on a steep cliff. On the rock was a man in black clothes and a black horse. His posture was fixed looking south, and his silhouette was carved like iron in the moonlight.

The river breeze roared, and the sky swept over him, flying his dark black robe, with red hooks between the robe, flashing like flames among the deep river haze.

And a round of bright moon lonely, shining on his darker eyebrows far beyond ordinary people, shining on the clothes fluttering Zhengchen, shining his gaze staring at the big city in the heart of Tiansha, deep and full of thoughts.

Fuyao...I used the fastest time of two months to fight back to the inland of Tiansha, to the nearest place to you.

Are you... okay?

At this time.

When the fierce king Beiye invaded like fire and alarmed the seven countries, Pandu City mobilized soldiers, horses, grains and grass in the non-stopping 100,000 fires in response to this rebellion. Compared with the short-soldier handover, a certain The rise and fall of the positions of the two people is no longer so conspicuous. For example, a famous arrogant boy with martial arts and no head who won the first prize in the Zhenwu Conference, and put the dignified Wuji Martial Lord, ran to the Tiansha Jingjun Imperial Camp Become a deputy commander.

One side is the monstrous change that has shaken the world, and the other side is the appointment of an inconspicuous military position in the ruling and opposition parties. It seems that they are irrelevant, and no one would think of these two things together.

Therefore, no one knows the implicit and inseparable connection between the two. Just as the chess game of the four seas is changing rapidly, no one can calculate the general trend of a country in the future from a casual move at this moment. The end game.

The third day of August, night! Stormy capital, bright moon and Gujiang!

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The third day of August, night, stormy.

Meng Fuyao came back from her new unit and walked back swayingly and yellingly, holding the tree against the wall and smirking at the gutter—she just asked for a drink again, and the new deputy commander is generous again Stupid, when they said a few good things, they greeted the guests with a smile. They had invited their colleagues in a few days, and they all became good buddies. If it weren't for the war, the deputy commander would like to make the whole camp good. The buddies all pulled out to drink and prostitute girls.

She drank too much tonight, and when she touched a tree, she called a beauty and called a handsome guy when she hit the wall. Yao Xun was so bitter that she couldn't hold her one by one.

To return to Meng Fuyao’s house, we need to pass through a densely populated residential area with small alleys. Meng Fuyao walks through those alleys, and counts the shadows passing by underground, suddenly at the corner of an alley and alley. Bumped into a person everywhere.

"Oh, beauty!" Meng Fuyao apologized, holding his nose and closing his eyes, "Brother, I didn't intentionally hit your chest..."

"Fuyao——Run away!"

The extremely low voice, as soft as a ray of moonlight and a touch of wind, suddenly hit Meng Fuyao's ear.

She was stunned and raised her eyes in a misty manner. The person had already passed her, as fast as a wind that never stayed, disappeared into the depths of the alley in a blink of an eye, leaving only There was a faint familiar breath, with the smell of sunshine that she once lingered.

Meng Fuyao's eyes suddenly turned darker.

Immediately, she realized that tonight is a very sultry, rainy but not rainy weather. There are faint smoke in the air hovering, and the moist smoke is heavily squeezed in the narrow narrow alley space. Like blocking the surrounding sky.

And the sky above my head, at some point, the dim moonlight was gone.

Meng Fuyao jumped up suddenly.

She leaped up, raised her leg, and kicked Yao Xun out with one foot. Yao Xun was caught off guard, and his lanky body floated out like a kite. He was so light-hearted that he turned over in mid-air and waited to cross the alley wall. .

But he couldn't get past.

As soon as the smoke shone, the sky went dark and bright again, and light yellow and gray smoke appeared on all sides, and the silk curtains covering the sky and the earth fell down.

"哧—"!

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