Legend of Fu Yao Chapter 4: This heart is persistent

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The gray-clothed woman floated on the beam, nodded, "Kill together."

Meng Fuyao suddenly said, "Stop fighting Beiye!"

Zhan Beiye ignored her and ran to the gray-clothed woman full of anger. Meng Fuyao immediately shouted, "Ouch!"

The sound of the wind stopped, and Zhan Beiye stopped screaming, and he turned around to reach Meng Fuyao, "What's the matter? Where is the pain?"

This time, Meng Fuyao ignored him, and gave him a white look. Meng Fuyao said to the gray-clothed woman, "Senior Yunhun, you are the worship of the warrior family. It is your freedom to kill anyone you want. But for such a woman." She pointed to the concubine who was in the arms of Kitano, "You want to kill this poor man who has suffered from human suffering?"

"Tell him to put her down, I won't kill her." Yunhun replied indifferently, and didn't ask how Meng Fuyao knew her identity.

"You killed us, leaving her here alone, can she survive?" Meng Fuyao laughed loudly, "I don't kill Boren, Boren died because of me, don't you know the truth?"

"My name is Zhan Nancheng, don't kill her." Yunhun frowned his thin eyebrows.

"Hey, you can't believe in Zhan Nancheng if you believe a pig," Meng Fuyao said in a painful voice, "Pigs are more humane than him."

"What should I do?" Yunhun widened his eyes blankly and asked Meng Fuyao, "What do you think?"

"Oh, it's difficult," Meng Fu shook his brows frowning, "Well, let's die here. Leaving her in the palace is definitely a death. Then you will harm the innocent, seniors. Why don't we go out and give You kill? It’s better to die outside than to die in the palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhan Nancheng spit out a mouthful of blood. He couldn't speak, he had to look at the shameless Meng Fuyao bitterly, and looked at the only savior Yun Soul with pleading eyes.

The soul of the cloud does not speak, this woman who is as old as young, as innocent as the old, smiles like clouds in her eyes, always in a trance and shrewdness, she closes her sleeves and looks at the concubine carelessly , Said lightly, "I think she is very pleasing to the eye, and it is rare that there is another person in the world who is worse than me and cannot be killed."

Meng Fuyao replied loudly, "Yes, if you hurt her, you are the worst in the world. If it fails, someone must give you a bottom line."

Yunhun smiled, staring at Meng Fuyao, his finger nodded, "Girl, don't treat me as a fool, I just don't do anything."

Meng Fuyao looked at her grinningly, thinking that the top ten are indeed freaks, a gale who went to jail for thirteen years in order to find an apprentice, and Xinghui who was deceived by his lover and tempted the women of the world with her body. A cloud soul who was innocent and shrewd like to send himself to others for nothing, but the others didn't know how elegant they were.

However, in any case, I finally took advantage of it. Fortunately, Zhan Nancheng has a bad character, and his grandmother does not love him and his uncle does not love him. Yunhun obviously dislikes him, but he can't let him die because of his responsibility.

"I allow you to take Zhan Nancheng and this woman out of the palace." Yunhun lazily took out a pack of snacks from his arms and ate, the crumbs fell down and fell on Zhan Nancheng's head." But you can't take too much advantage. After leaving the palace, you two will fight with me, but no matter whether you live or die, you must be released from the battle in Chengdu."

Meng Fu shook his head and looked at Zhan Beiye. This was his enemy, he decided.

Zhan Beiye only said, "There are many opportunities to kill him."

He looked at Meng Fuyao, feeling full of gratitude and gratitude. Today he wanted to see only his mother and concubine, but did not hold her extravagant hopes to save her. He didn't want to go wrong. The situation continued to evolve, and Li Daitao stiffened Zhan Nancheng. Yet another ten-strong Yunhun appeared, and he took his mother concubine, seeing that it was no longer possible to walk out of the thousands of troops and horses safely, but after a few words, he could see Yunhun's disposition and ran into her to agree to leave the palace. In the decisive battle, as long as he can go out of the palace and Heifengqi rushes to take it, the mother and concubine's life can be saved. How important it is to him!

It's all because of Fuyao, this miraculous woman who will never give up in any bad situation, can spell out the possibility out of the impossible!

Zhan Beiye’s gaze swept over Meng Fuyao, who was bruised and grinning as usual. Just now, before he rushed in, how Fuyao confronted Yunhun, one of the top ten, and kept the hostage in his hand. ?

He raised his head and silently looked at the Dragon and Feifeng Mojing. The concubine in his arms suddenly said softly, "...Daughter-in-law..."

Zhan Beiye stiffened, exhaling a long breath, Liang Shangyun smiled and said, "Yes, daughter-in-law, isn't a daughter-in-law able to do this? You are so lucky, this girl is indeed suitable for your stupid boy."

Meng Fuyao grinned helplessly, and said, "Senior, haven't you heard such words as confidante, life and death, friend?"

"My confidante?" Yunhun suddenly sneered, as if being stabbed by this sentence, his voice suddenly became sharp, "Not going out yet? I'm waiting for the murder!"

Put out his tongue, Meng Fuyao fought Nancheng and yelled, "Will you go? Wait for me to carry you?"

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When a group of people walked out of the inner hall, the entire Xihua Palace was shaken.

Standing on the steps, Meng Fuyao smiled and pushed Zhan Nancheng with a large paw print on each of his left and right cheeks, and said, "Comrades have worked hard, please comrades continue to work hard, what kind of crossbow arrows, cannons, The authenticity and the institutions, change places."

She commanded the group of obedient guards, stuffed the crossbow bolts into the barrel, and then hit the barrel at the nearby artificial lake, so the two guns successfully exploded. Throwing crossbows and weapons into various organs, just heard a bang, and the crossbow and organs were mostly destroyed. Even the musket team that came to encircle in the later period did not let go, all the muskets were thrown into the stone step flap. In the sinkhole below, Zhan Beiye kicked the heavy stone slab and slammed it.

The dust is rising, and the precious muskets that cost a lot of money are all destroyed.

Leading the Musketeers was the Six Princes who came back to the house to fight Beiheng. This man with slender eyes, pale and cold, kept watching Zhan Beiye silently, and the Musketeers were being fought. When Nan Cheng ordered to hand over his gun, his eyes flickered and his lips squirmed, but in the end he said nothing.

Yunhun kept his hands in his sleeves, watching indifferently. She was the royal family worshipped by the old emperor of the Zhan clan. She had promised him to save the emperor's life in times of crisis. She didn't bother to take care of other things.

A group of people walked slowly outside surrounded by tens of thousands of guards. From a height, they saw a huge golden ball, which was wrapped in a small cluster. It moved with the movement of that cluster, but Always afraid to approach.

Out of Xihua Palace, Meng Fuyao ordered, "Bring the horse, grandpa, I'm tired of walking!"

Zhan Beiheng waved his hand, and the guards immediately led a few horses to Grandpa Meng. Zhan Beiye hugged his mother and looked at him with a sneer. Meng Fuyao was also laughing, and jumped on his horse very happy.

Zhan Beiheng saw Meng Fuyao getting on his horse, his eyes flashed, but Meng Fuyao didn't sit down at all, instead he took Zhan Nancheng on his horse first.

"Ah!"

With a scream and a few drops of blood, Zhan Beiheng suddenly changed his color, and Zhan Nancheng was trembling all over, a small amount of blood dripped from his robe and dripped down the leg of his trousers to the ground. He was deformed in pain. His face, staring at Zhan Beiheng, he took a step back and said, "Your Majesty...I..."

"Your Majesty, where did you poke? It's not the descendant root, right?"

Meng Fuyao stood on the horse and laughed loudly. She lost a tooth and smiled a little bit irresistibly. Her nose and swollen nose were really ugly and ugly. The guards of the palace stared at her crooked smile, but they felt chills in her heart.

This bold, sophisticated, presumptuous and cautious woman!

Meng Fuyao glanced contemptuously at Zhan Beiheng, "Playing tricks in front of Grandpa, you are a little tender." With a flick of his hand, he threw the saddle with hidden needles on Zhan Beiheng's face, "Replace me! Change your ass. Next!"

Leading the horse again, Yunhun also got on the horse, and the guards and Yulinjun all followed, and they just rushed to the gate of the second palace. Suddenly, they heard an explosion in front of them, and then there was a shout, and the hoof of horses screamed. As a result, the ground was rumbling, and a bright flame lit up for a long time, reflecting people's faces.

Everyone suddenly raised their heads and saw the guards of the previous palace gates crawling back and forth, shouting, "Black Wind Riders attacked the imperial city!"

As if to respond to his cry, there was another loud bang in front of him, like the sound of thunder bombs on the heavy palace gate. At the same time, thousands of people shouted like thunder in front of the palace gate, "Kill Slaughter that faint king!"

"Reversed!" Zhan Beiheng yelled, his face pale under the torch shining, "Three thousand people dare to attack the palace gate, when my thirty thousand Yulin Army and the Imperial Camp in Beijing are nothing? ——"

"Oh, when did the Emperor Tiansha make a substitution?" Meng Fuyao's voice was higher than him, and he blinked and asked Zhan Nancheng, "Are you abdicating? Haven't you? Why is there someone so active before you retreat? Role playing?"

Zhan Nancheng stared at her bitterly, and looked at Zhan Beiheng coldly. When Zhan Beiheng met the emperor's gaze, his heart was cold, knowing that he has offended the emperor to the end. If he can survive, he There will be no good end, but Zhan Nancheng has always had the power to dominate. In the final analysis, he is also a polished prince who symbolically controls the Yulin Army. In fact, they are still Zhan Nancheng. As for the imperial army in Beijing, it is either an emperor’s order. Either the three Zaifu signed the order at the same time, otherwise no one could mobilize it. Zhan Beiheng quickly turned a few times in his heart, but after all, he had no choice but to bow his head silently.

Zhan Beiye's long sword pointed and ordered the gate guard in front of him, "Open the door!"

Zhan Nancheng waved his hand silently, the gate of the palace opened for the first time, and a group of people walked out, tens of thousands of Yulin army followed, but it was like a special escort. When the outer gate of the palace opened, he saw a knife in his hand and an arrow. The black wind rider, murderously chasing and killing the guards of the outer palace, took advantage of the fact that the Yulin army was mostly concentrated in the palace because the emperor was controlled, and killed the guards of the outer city gate with insufficient strength. Coming and going, a gust of wind slashed and killed, and large swaths of blood spattered on the flat white marble square outside the sky street.

The gate of the palace opened, and the black wind riders turned their heads together, and saw Zhan Nancheng in the dragon robe being held captive, and cheered.

Zhanbei Hengsen said, "I'll wait until I have abandoned the weapon to strike, do you want to drive the Black Wind Cavalry to bully the weak?"

He did not see the identity of Zhan Beiye-Zhan Beiye wore a few messy human skin masks, spoke very little, and changed his tone. More importantly, their brothers rarely met because of disagreements. It's not even an ordinary acquaintance.

In the hearts of the Zhan brothers, Meng Fuyao and Zhan Beiye are a pair of King Lie who avenged Zhan Beiye and came to save his mother and concubine.

Zhan Bei Ye smiled coldly, and said, "With the strong bullying the weak, you can't do it by the royal family of the war?"

At this time, the Black Wind Cavaliers quickly gathered in formation and rushed into the palace gate to meet the North Wild. The horses have not yet reached the murderous body. When the horse stops, it is Qi Qi's "chat". You can see Zhan Nancheng and Zhan Beiheng. Both eyebrows twitched.

The two riders came first, both young men, with superb riding skills. The former was sharp and neat, with a murderous and wild spirit, and the latter was like a night, and you could see that you were as long as a jade tree when sitting on a horse.

Meng Fuyao almost rushed out with an exclamation when he saw the man.

Cloud marks!

Why did he appear here?

Yun Hen raised his eyes and looked into Meng Fuyao’s horrified eyes. He showed doubts at first, then his eyes swept across Meng Fuyao’s easy pig-headed face, and finally saw Meng Fuyao’s. Eyes.

Immediately, his eyes lit up, those eyes that were as deep as sparks, once they lit up, the beautiful starlight was gathered in a glass bottle, brilliant and dazzling.

Meng Fuyao knew that he recognized himself, and immediately showed him a perfect smile with half front teeth.

Yun Hen looked at her face again, the cold boy showed a helpless look, stepped forward to Zhan Beiye, and took the Toffee. The toffee subconsciously wanted to let Zhan Beiye attach an ear to her ear. Said softly, "My brother."

The concubine stopped moving immediately, and Yunhen took it over, and a group of black wind knights came over immediately, guarding the concubine, and a gust of wind galloped away.

Meng Fuyao's eyes flickered. She always felt that the power of Beiye was amazing, exceeding the limit that a polished prince should be able to achieve. For example, Black Wind Rider, where is the top equipment of the Wuzhou Continent? Excellent crossbow arrows, first-class leather armor, precious thunderbolts, these things are in the Wuzhou Continent, not only need money but also have access to get these things, these things will never be given to him by Zhan Nancheng, his salary is more It's so pitiful, where did he get these?

And how did this group of people hide in this heavily guarded city, and how did they get news gathering quickly? Seeing that they are very tacitly picking up the concubine, where are they staying in the city?

How much quiet and latent power did Zhan Beiye's "second minister first" grandfather leave him?

These questions are not the time to ask, Meng Fuyao met Yun Hen's concerned look, smiled silently, and said to Yunhun, "Senior, fighting in Beijing is too frightening, how are we outside of the city?" /

The Yunhun nodded irresponsibly, looking sadly at the fading moonlight from the horizon.

At this time, Xiao Qi suddenly went over and bit her ears with Zhan Beiye, and Zhan Beiye immediately said, "There is a platform in the western suburbs of Fengshan, suitable for a decisive battle."

Yunhun nodded again. She closed her sleeves and looked at the sky leisurely, not thinking that these two juniors could escape her palm.

Zhan Beiye again ordered Heifengqi's deputy leader Xiaoqi to lead the team away, and the young man shook his arms and said, "No, you have to go with a few."

Zhan Beiye wanted to refuse, the young man said with a grin, "I will collect the corpses for you."

Meng Fuyao sneered. He felt that the king of Zhan Beiye was really embarrassed. Before he finished laughing, he suddenly saw Yunhen approaching her, and then an adult slowly crawled out of his sleeve.

Now it’s changed for Meng Fuyao. Didn’t Yuan Bao sober up in the inn? Have they been to the inn?

Master Yuan Bao clung to her shoulders very skillfully, holding her face, and carefully examining her broken teeth and fingers, the kind of "only me and my master can bully this woman. The small universe of "thinking" immediately broke out. When he shook his head and saw Zhan Nancheng, he immediately thought that this person must be the culprit. He jumped over and was a "backflip and split one hundred and eighty degrees."

Zhan Nancheng's face suddenly has a light red rat paw print, which contrasts with the Wuzhishan where Meng Fuyao admires him.

Master Yuan Bao didn’t stop after finishing his gymnastics. He rushed on top of Zhan Nancheng’s head, and started to pick the jewels on the Kowloon jade crown on his head, and took down the precious jade, one by one. Hold it into Meng Fuyao's sleeve.

Meng Fuyao was so relieved, tears filled his eyes and patted Master Yuanbao's head, "My baby is so sweet, I know that I will earn medical expenses for your boss..."

At this time, the group of people has arrived at Luofeng Mountain, abandoned their horses at the foot of the mountain, and walked halfway through Luofeng Mountain, on a platform facing a cliff. Yunhun said with a satisfied expression, "You are buried here. Feng Shui is pretty good."

Zhan Beiye whispered to Meng Fuyao's ear and said, "Fuyao, we must persist until the moon rises tonight."

Meng Fuyao blinked, looked at the sky, damn, it's just dawn now, stick to the moon rise? Back then, the strong wind at the end of the crossbow, gathering the strength of the long-sun Wujizong in the Vietnam War and the Northern Fields was not an opponent. In front of him, the cloud soul, second only to Gale and sixth among the top ten, could they hold on to the dark?

Zhan Beiye Road, "Take the weak point... Fuyao, you must not work hard, I will guarantee you safe."

Meng Fuyao stretched out his hand and clicked on Zhannan Chengxue Dao, motioned Xiao Qi to take the guards away, and said slowly, "It's just a day, little meaning."

She smiled and took a step forward. On her side, Zhan Beiye immediately followed a step. Yunhen, who had been silent, suddenly took a step forward.

Meng Fuyao immediately pushed him vigorously, "Don't do anything, or I will push you off the cliff and kill you."

"You push it." Yunhen remained unmoved, "Push it down and I will climb it up again."

Meng Fuyao became angry, but Zhan Beiye suddenly smiled and said, "Brother Yun, I heard that you have another adventure in Taiyuan. When I saw you today, it was indeed not a small advance."

Yun Hen smiled slightly and said, "It's faster than Miss Meng, but she should be worth fighting alongside her."

He looked at Meng Fuyao, the sparks flickered in the eyes, and asked her, "Do you deserve it?"

Meng Fuyao touched his nose, feeling that his luck was really bad. He thought Yun Hen was an honest child, so he didn't want to have sharp teeth.

Then she lowered her head and saw Master Yuanbao squatting on the ground, and suddenly took a step.

……

Meng Fuyao stared at the little ball on the ground, completely losing its language function, and the one ignored it, standing there, slowly taking out a pit from its pocket and holding it in its paws.

Meng Fuyao asked Zhan Beiye, "...Dare to love this is a new weapon of Lord Yuan Bao?"

Zhan Beiye looked at the mouse nonchalantly and said, "Stop the mouse, this is not for fun."

Master Yuan Bao didn't bother him at all. On the contrary, Yunhun looked at Master Yuan Bao without an angry or funny expression. Suddenly his eyes changed and said, "Where did you get this thing?"

Meng Fu shook his hands and said, "Friends."

"Which friend?" Yunhun was more interested in Lord Yuanbao than duel. He broke the casserole and asked, "Who?"

Meng Fuyao smiled, "Senior, I will tell you if I kill me."

Cloud Soul thought for a while, then suddenly said, "Give me this, I won't fight you."

Meng Fuyao choked, isn't it, Yuan Bao-sama is so valuable? I had known that I had already opened an auction and sold it.

Master Yuan Bao's proposal for Yunhun was a spitting slobber.

Yunhun put his sleeves up and said lazily, "How? A mouse, three lives, there is no more cost-effective business in the world."

She glanced at the three of them, and said leisurely, "You three are not weak, the masters of the younger generation, I may not reach this level of cultivation at your age, but no matter what, you and me now Do it, the end is still dead."

She speaks plainly, but Meng Fuyao knows that there is not a single word of falsehood. He has become a powerhouse for thirty years, not to mention the pure and strong true power of decades of immersion, just the experience of the enemy and the power of nature. The unique rule of this is not comparable to those rookies with insufficient actual combat experience.

Three lives...

A mouse...

She squatted down and stared at Master Yuan Bao. The girl looked back at her, her eyes bright.

Meng Fuyao touched Master Yuan Bao, and said in pain, "I really didn't know you were so valuable..."

Then she stood up and smiled at a cloud soul with a confident appearance, "Senior..."

Yunhun lazily raised his eyebrows and spread his palms to pick up Master Yuanbao.

"You better come and kill me."

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Some choices are simple to make, and they really need to be practiced, and they can only be described as tragic.

For example, desperately.

Meng Fuyao, who has always been slippery, said that, the moment Yun Soul was startled, he rushed out like a cannonball.

She is in the air, and "killing the sky" has struck the cloud soul Tianling like black lightning!

For the top masters, any fancy tricks and fancy gadgets have lost their meaning, only fast, faster than fast, relying on speed and strength, fighting a knife is a knife.

The two people who are also the best in the world understand this truth better than Meng Fuyao. Meng Fuyao rushed out, and the two had already slid over.

Like the fierce wind and thunder, the thunderbolt in the sky of 90,000 miles, the thunderbolt of the sky, like the night wind, the majesty of 3,000 renminbi swings, the wind on the platform is fierce, and the gravel on the ground is stirred by the wind. He retreats and falls into a cliff in the middle of the mountain, and it takes a long time to hear the curling echo of the landing.

And the empty mountain is silent, the whole mountain seems to be filled with such strong echoes, layer by layer, shocking through the mist and mist in the mountains, deep in the clouds, the light that has just risen seems to be forced to disperse , In front of the superb young girl, dimmed a bit.

However, in the face of the vastness of nature, the mighty power of that manpower still stands out.

Yunhun just smiled lazily. With a flick of her sleeves and a flat stroke, she blocked the attack of the three people in three directions. Her body was surging, clouds and mist flowed in her movement, her body looming, those silent The undercurrent of true Qi without a trace without a trace can appear in every impossible direction from every tricky angle, and then, like a hard and transparent crystal barrier, it can block all of that fluttering and changing attacks.

"Bang--" Meng Fuyao, who rushed the fastest, bounced out first.

"Hey--" Zhan Kitano Mingming had already approached her, and the sharp sword wind had cut through her clothes with a chirp, but within the last minute of her distance, she was suddenly silent Backward and forced out, the body leaning at forty-five degrees was pulled into a flag facing the wind, and the heels of the boots rubbed vigorously on the ground to create a series of sparks, until they hit the mountain wall.

"哧——" Yunhen's fast sword has always been a bit faster than Meng Fuyao, and now it is so fast that it chased the light and the shadows were blurred in five colors, and the eyes could not catch up with the light and shadow, but could only catch the heavy phantom of the sword light. However, when his fastest sword "Splitting Light" shot out the door of Yunhun's face from the curtain of sword light, the woman suddenly lifted her finger, and as soon as she lifted Yunhen's eyes, she suddenly disappeared. A cloud of clouds remained.

Immediately, a pair of hands that looked soft but hard as iron were stretched out from the clouds. They gently pushed the cloud mark, and with a cracking sound, the cloud mark sword edge swept across the corners of the opponent's clothes, and his body went from the bottom of his elbow. The backhand was another sword, but Yun Soul had already arrived behind Meng Fuyao, who rushed over again, and with a lazy smile, he pushed Meng Fuyao onto the Yunhen Sword.

Yun Hen was so shocked that her expressions changed. He was too busy to collect his swords, and his mind was confused. The soul of the cloud suddenly blew behind him. The clouds and mists were covered. Meng Fuyao and Yunhen suddenly lost their tracks. Meng Fuyao was afraid of himself. When he hit Yun Hen's body, it affected him to use his sword, and he also slid and flashed. With this flash, he suddenly felt that his feet were empty.

I don't know when I have changed directions, and there is a cliff behind me!

Meng Fu fell straight down!

Yunhen immediately rushed over, and struck Meng Fuyao vigorously in midair. The rugged rock suddenly cut the skin of his elbow, and the blood dripped along the texture of the rock and dripped onto Meng Fuyao's face.

"Hold me--"

The young man lying on the rock has an eager look, and his fingers are cold from panic. Meng Fuyao raised his head and smiled at him and the coming Zhan Beiye, wiped a hand of blood on his face, jumped up with strength, and cloud marks his hand. , She jumped higher than the sun, slashed in the air!

The wind swayed four times, the cloud gas dissipated, and the cloud soul figure was no longer hidden. She looked up and saw a rainbow-like sword light coming straight out!

"Good!"

Sincerely praised, Yunhun had to retreat, and the white light flashed, Master Yuan Bao shot out at the moment of retreating, and opened his mouth to bit Yunhun's throat.

Yunhun couldn't help but smile, and said, "You little thing is also here to deceive me!"

She flicked her fingers, Master Yuan Bao immediately rolled out and was caught by Meng Fuyao. However, in this moment, Zhan Beiye and Yunhen attacked again.

The cloud soul praised, "The tacit understanding is very good!" With a flick of the sleeves, she wandered between the three. She knew that the strength of the three was indeed extraordinary. No longer like the previous carelessness, the flying undercurrents became stronger and endless. Absolutely.

Yunhun has its own shrewdness. She saw that the two men were very interested in Meng Fuyao, so she always focused on Meng Fuyao's attack, forcing Zhan Beiye and Yunhen to give up their joint attacks from time to time. Meng Fuyao's bravery also shocked her. This woman who was already covered in wounds was actually like a top powerhouse like her who had understood the power of nature. Her true power was inexhaustible, no matter how much she injured her. Second, no matter how many times she flew her, she would never let anyone fight alone in the next round.

Master Yuan Bao is constantly interspersed in people's crevices. This mouse is very eye-catching. It is very accurate in the gap of the move. It is often caught with one claw and will be saved when attacking the enemy. And Yunhun is obviously interested in Master Yuan Bao. No matter how provocative, the mouse was unwilling to kill, so the mouse became more confident, rushing bravely, and biting cheerfully.

The battle of four people and one mouse lasted for more than an hour. After an hour, Master Yuanbao raised the white flag and withdrew. The scarred three people looked at each other, and they all saw that the other side's face was blue and white. Killing yourself is also exhausting, so Meng Fu rolled his eyes and raised his hand.

The Yunhun was stunned, and the move he was waiting for was accepted, saying, "What are you doing?"

"Yuanbao wants to change diapers." Meng Fuyao replied sternly, "If you don't change it, hemorrhoids will grow."

The Master Yuanbao who was specially sold out rolled his eyes, oh, can't you change the elegant reason for delaying the time? For example-Master Yuan Bao wants to practice dancing, Master Yuan Bao wants to sing, can't it?

The Yunhun was stunned. He didn't expect Meng Poppi to say these words, and said for a while, "Change it."

Meng Fuyao pretended to pull the two of them, held the mouse and turned the rocks, and when they turned around, the three of them were all paralyzed. Meng Fuyao felt that the bones all over his body were about to be broken, and said with a grin, "Zhan Beiye, it is dark ……Dark support is not enough…"

Yun Hen gasped for a while, and then said, "Why wait for dark?"

"I'm also guessing...or a hope...Today is the night of the full moon..." Zhan Beiye groaned and smiled bitterly, "Let's hold on, it depends on whether we have this luck."

The three of them seized the time to adjust their interest rate and treat their injuries. Meng Fuyao distributed the golden sore medicine that Zong Yue had given without money. "Eat! Eat! It's useless to eat if you die."

Yunhun has been sitting behind the rock in a trance. It is estimated that the diaper has been changed, and he greets, "Hey, continue."

This battle is another hour. Several people were thrown out and kicked out in turn. There were blood stains everywhere on the platform. The trophy of this round was Yunhun’s sleeve, half of his nails, and white Hair three.

So Meng Fu shook his hand, "Yuan Bao is going to breastfeed..."

In the next round, the three added a total of 18 wounds, earning a sword wound on the forearm of the Yunhun, which was given by Beiye.

Meng Fuyao raises his hand:

"Yuanbao wants to hush..."

In the next round, Yun Hen swung his sword away, and fell from a sudden mid-air with a dumb sound. Meng Fuyao desperately caught it. The two crashed into a pile. Meng Fuyao panted and raised his hand:

"Yuanbao...Yeah..."

In the next round, Meng Fuyao murmured "it's dark...it's dark..." trying to crawl to beat someone, but was pulled back by Zhan Beiye, he stood up with his sword and swayed towards Yunhun. , "Senior...please..."

The sky is approaching dusk, and the sky is full of clouds and clouds burning like a fire, burning for a long time, red orange, yellow and green, and the crimson sun slowly descends from the blue mountain behind, and every minute it drops, it seems to be an extra cent. Every time a point fell, Zhan Beiye's eyes flashed, and Yunhun's expression was irritating.

Yunhun's complexion is also very bad. She has been in a fierce battle for nearly a day, and she has been invincible for 30 years. She was forced to do her best to kill three juniors. A pale breath appeared between her eyebrows and her eyes were slightly weak. She was blue, bloodshot from her lips, and she wiped it away impatiently.

She looked at the sky a little anxiously, changed her previously lazy expression, suddenly snorted, her figure swept, her white palms were slightly bent into fists, the light between her palms flashed, and a jade ruyi was added.

Wishful glow flickered, bright like a white rainbow, and in an instant, with the sound of wind and thunder, it hit Zhan Beiye's chest heavily.

Zhan Beiye tried his best to blow his fists out, and the two collided with a bang. Yunhun took a step back and spouted a mouthful of blood, but Zhan Beiye flew out like a broken kite.

He fell heavily next to Meng Fuyao, and fell into the gravel and mud on the ground. The cloud mark on his side had fainted. Meng Fuyao couldn't help panting, struggling to move to his side a little bit. , "...I am dizzy, I can't see the sky... Is it dark?"

Zhanbei's ambition was sour, her hand lightly covered her eyes, and said, "...it's getting dark..."

"Not yet...come..." Meng Fuyao was a little disappointed, then smiled again, and smashed his hands to the ground, muttering, "After all, we didn't hold on to the end..."

Zhan Beiye slowly wiped the blood from her lips, looked at the angry cloud soul that rose and fell on the edge of the cliff, and suddenly smiled.

He laughed calmly and gently, contented, not at all the violent and bold, hearty laugh in the usual way.

He said: "Fuyao, I think the happiest thing in my life is this moment, fighting together, killing people together, desperately working together, and then... die together."

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Pandu smoke billowed with murderous aura, thousands of miles away, the red, willow and green flowers of Zhongzhou rose to peace.

Time was pulled back a few days ago, probably when Meng Fuyao had just stepped on the land of the evil, and when he was bathing in the sun in front of Xiziya, the sun was also shining into the imperial study room of the Promise Palace.

The room in the study is bright, with twelve buckles inlaid with gold all over the floor and bright bricks shining like jade, reflecting the long figure of the Si people buried in the desk.

The door opened slightly, and the **** cautiously came in with the memorial chapter prepared by Zhongshuge, and put it behind the Ming Huangshu case.

Zhang Sun Wou-ki saw the large number of memorials, raised his brows slightly, and frowned imperceptibly. He had never felt unaccustomed to handling state affairs before, but now he feels that managing a country is a bit annoying , There are so many things.

The **** looked at his face, carefully stepped back, and rolled up the curtain. The sunlight was cut into slits by the thin bamboo, and he wrote neat lines of poetry on the ground little by little. Chang Sun Wuji looked at the layers The overlapping light and shadow suddenly said, "What is the princess doing recently?"

"Talk to the monasteries and visit the eminent monks of Youdao." The **** naturally knew who he was referring to. "I have been invited to meet once, and the minions just said they were not there as you ordered."

The eldest grandson Wou-ki said, “It’s been a long time since the princess came out. Queen Xuanji must miss her worry? I heard that the princess has encountered bandits in the territory of Wuji. The princess, the protection is not strong enough, and almost put the princess in the hands of thieves... they know how to write."

The **** immediately bowed, "Yes."

The corners of his lowered mouth slightly smiled, knowing that the prince was finally impatient to drive people away. Xuanji, the famous jealous queen, faced Buddha Lian who was well-known in the Seven Kingdoms and was able to consolidate her position. The princess is very caring. Now that she heard that she was in danger, didn't she send someone to pick her up? In the future, the princess wants to visit the mainland in the name of worshipping Buddha, but it will be difficult.

He turned around and wanted to send the order, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and said, "Open to the prince, a few days ago, the queen mother somehow heard that the princess was coming, and she said that the Ministry of Rites would arrange a meeting."

Chang Sun Wou-ki stopped his hand while criticizing the memorial, his face hidden behind the light and shadow did not fluctuate, only his eyebrows were raised slightly, and he said lightly for a while, "Then?"

"The Ministry of Rites replied to report to the prince." The **** pointed to the memorial, "The abridgement is in it."

"Oh," Changsun Wou-ki flipped through, flipped out a roll and glanced at it, put it in a gold box next to him, and said, "Stay in."

"Yes."

The **** retired, but Changsun Wuji suddenly seemed to lose his interest and continued at the desk. He gently pushed the scroll on the case, got up and sat down, and the wind of late spring floated in from the open window and flicked the rosewood flower stand. The white magnolia flower, the room is full of clear and elegant fragrance.

Long Sun Wuji stood in the wind, watching the red-robed court lady in the imperial garden carrying a rattan basket to pick flowers. The young woman's delicate and slender figure looked under her eyes, gradually turning into another similar image, Chang Sun Wuji With a slight smile, I swiped a plump snow-white petal of a flower and leaf, and wrote gently on it with my nail...

Behind him, there was a familiar signal. Changsun Wuji stopped holding the flower, but didn't turn around, only "Huh?"

"Heaven is in chaos, King Lie was abused and disappeared in the Changhan Mountains..."

Changsun Wuji suddenly turned around and said, "Where is she?"

When the gray-clothed figure looked up and saw the prince’s eyes, she was shocked, and she cowered a step before lowering her voice. “According to Cha Zhan Nancheng, tens of thousands of ambush troops were set up at the mouth of the Changhan Valley. Save, disappeared with King Lie afterwards, besides..." He didn't dare to go on.

Changsun Wuji closed his eyes, opened his eyes after a while and said calmly, "Say."

"They were forced to sneak into the dense forest of Changhan. That forest, known as the Forest of Death, is said to have been passed through by no one alive. The subordinates ventured in and found some corpses with only skeletons. Those who died in the day, the subordinates wanted to wait for another visit. They only went out for a day and lost three people. In desperation, they had to return..."

The Wuji Shangyang Yinwei, also a top elite, lost three people in a single day in a forest. This is also a record that Shangyang Palace has never had.

No one speaks, no one moves, the air in the room is getting heavier and colder and getting colder and more suffocating. It seems that someone is squeezing a person’s breathing space with a huge ice cube, pressing the person’s chest The lungs were about to split and there was nowhere to escape, the man in gray leaned over and stood, gradually sweating on his full forehead.

The grandson Wuji has been silent, without any reaction. The white magnolia flower filled with words between his fingers, but suddenly, slowly and silently withered, the verdant full stems and leaves pinched in the palm of his hand, gradually folded into an unbearable one. Radians.

"Pop!"

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Let me tell you that, in view of the inconvenience of my network, the update may be changed to 7 pm in the future, but I still don’t know if my *network can be guaranteed at 7 pm, so please develop such a Habit-If you don’t see it at 7 o’clock in the morning, then watch it at 7 pm. If you don’t see it at 7 pm and there is no announcement, then watch it tomorrow. This statement does not mean that I have to stop the update, but because of network instability I have always been reluctant to let my dears wait for a rainy day in a helpless state. I hope I can stick to it.