You Wuming stared at this group of cloud beasts, with a wonderful expression.
There are thousands of beasts that have escaped from the dead. They are those who usually like to spin around in short life and follow it to learn running techniques. Today, following their short lives, they threw away the ghosts that were chasing themselves at high speed, and then plunged into the ground under the corpse, crawling all the way back.
Sang Yuan and You Wuming are like shepherds, chasing this group of black beasts stained with black and red, and catching up with the footsteps of large troops.
You Wuming won't let her recognize the King of Sangzhou. He clasped her hands tightly. She had to squint and crossed the King of Sangzhou.
Seeing that it is necessary to return smoothly to the inner Great Wall.
No one expected that the accident happened at this moment.
Standing on the wall and posing as Sang Yuan's dream carefree, he suddenly shouted in his throat, "Father King! Kill You Wuming! Otherwise, I jumped from here immediately!"
She seriously climbed to the wall stack.
This natural messenger of justice, with all his heart in mind, still wanted to eradicate the great scourge of lifelessness.
Han Shaoling's eyes flickered slightly, and immediately, he put on an attitude of looking on the wall.
If he can really get rid of the Fateless Life here... then he has to think about how to share a slice of soup with Sang Chengyin.
The sound of the young woman screaming in her throat sounded similar. The situation was so chaotic at the moment. Sang Chengyin was also a brainless guardian. He could really tell him to do it.
Han Shaoling's expression was cold, his eyes glimmering at the dark light.
Upon hearing this, King Sangzhou's gloomy sight immediately cast on the lifeless back.
He slowly raised his hand, and saw countless strong bows and crossbows pulled to the full string, pointing to the dead life outside Baizhang.
The nearby Youjun hurriedly surrounded and protected the Lord in the center.
Sang could sense the heavy murderousness without having to look back.
"Jade Jane!" She hurriedly raised her hand.
When she was separated from Linggu, she carried two jade jades for communication, and after bathing together, they fell into the hands of Youming. One was used yesterday when asking for help from the King of Sangzhou. There is another one on his body.
"No," Youyou Lazi said, "I don't want to kill you at this moment."
Sang Jun was already around, and the battle was about to start. Sang Yuan felt anxious in his heart and said, "I will not tell my father that I am with you."
"Do I believe it?" He narrowed his eyes, his expression faint.
"I only say three words, just three words." Sang grabbed the hem of his chest far away, staring at him with big watery soft eyes.
The lifeless expression gradually stiffened.
Like a puppet, he took out the jade jade and stuffed it into her palm.
Sang was far from being polite with him, and squeezed Yu Jian in a hurry.
Sangzhou Wang was about to wave his hand to order the attack, and suddenly he slammed his head. He carefully removed the jade jade from the waist.
The small jade jade fell in his rough palm, showing a little funny.
He slowly turned his head and looked at the wall.
Above the city wall, the little girl who looked exactly like her daughter was waving her arms and yelling.
she is not.
Sangzhou Wang's eyes darkened.
Their little mulberry will definitely not make this ugly appearance.
This woman is the worry-free dream.
He narrowed the eyes of the tiger slightly, his eyes falling on the jade slip in his palm. Yu Jian flashed, a clear and calm voice floated out—
"Let her jump."
The Sangzhou King stroked the huge beard and laughed.
"withdraw troops!"
The archers moved the weapons back to their backs.
The Sangzhou Army no longer ignored Han Shaoling, who was still on the city wall. They moved out of the march, and retreated to the inner Great Wall like a tide.
Han Shaoling: "..."
A good one lifted a stone and smashed his foot!
Fortunately, at this moment, the demon had almost retreated. Under the guards of his own soldiers, he clutched a blank face and had no worries. After leaving countless corpses, he retreated to the inner Great Wall in embarrassment.
It took half an hour, and the guard lost nearly a third.
Han Shaoling's eyes were green.
It was easy to return to the inner Great Wall, but I saw that the King of Sangzhou looked like a ferocious angry King Kong, his arms were in front of him, sitting on a black wooden chair in the middle of the city gate, blocking the way.
Behind him, the archers lined up, the bow strings were full, and Ling Yun was shining brightly.
"You're fine. Han Shaoling, you're fine." A thick stubborn beard reveals a smirking mouth. "Make such a fake and replace my baby girl. Young people have great ideas."
Han Shaoling's scalp tingled.
"King Sangzhou," he took a deep breath and said, "It's about the reputation of Mrs. Some words, we talk better in private."
The king of Sangzhou was trembling with laughter, and his armor'Zhengzheng' was ringing, saying, "Wow! My prince of the Sang family, doing a good job and sitting well! It's you Han Shaoling, harboring three evils, thinking of evil, and thinking today. Instigating this king to take action against friends in Youzhou, how can you do this?"
Han Shaoling lowered his head violently and said, "King Sangzhou knows that this woman is three evils, but she knows my helplessness and difficulty."
At this moment he can only show weakness.
"My wife's wedding ceremony has happened, and my heart is like a sword, and I drink my wine every day." Han Shaoling's voice floated low.
Sang Chengyin felt the same as soon as the words came out. He stared hard at Han Shaoling, but this man hung his head, unable to see the expression.
"My father-in-law also saw that this girl, Madam Xiao Xiao, and her son-in-law were in a state of confusion and made a big mistake. It is useless to regret now and can only make up for it."
Sang Chengyin laughed and looked around: "Look, Hanzhou King has become a counselor, and he has started playing family cards?"
Han Shaoling raised his head violently and shot two chilling lights in his eyes: "However, my wife did not listen to my explanation and disregarded my embarrassment, and left Handu without permission. Before that, there were rumors with You Wuming that made me faceless. Lost! Is it true that the father-in-law and daughter-in-law are not strict enough!"
Men's polygamy is protected by the law, and women, even if unilaterally coveted, are wrong. This world is so unfair.
Sang Chengyin's mouth twitched: "Sure enough, people and beasts don't talk about reason! In this case, I have nothing to say to you! This marriage, let's stop!"
"Yes." Han Shaolin did not think about it.
Sang Chengyin smiled and turned his head: "Then trouble the Hanzhou king to sign this and leave the book first."
A middle-aged man dressed as a master walked out beside him and handed a piece of silk silk to Han Shaoling.
They are arranged in duplicate.
In the past half hour, Sang Chengyin sat here, watching Han Shaoling and the demons fighting, and prepared various surprises for him.
Once the word is signed, the initiative is all in the hands of Sangzhou.
Opposite a row of archers full of spirits, Han Shaoling could only squeeze his lips together, signing his name on this infinitely beautifying mulberry and his ugly self.
With He and Lishu in hand, Sangzhou can force Tiandu to call him into Beijing and leave.
Han Shaoling's feelings in his heart are unclear, but his face is always calm, and there is even a polite smile on his lips.
Sang Chengyin narrowed his eyes and looked at him fixedly.
Han Shaoling is no match for You, he can't move.
The eighteen states in Yunjing have complicated relations. Talking about relatives, Han Shaoling is actually the nephew of his wife.
The Hanzhou guarded by Han Shaoling is one of the most fierce offensives of the Wraiths. If the monarch has an accident, it will take time for the domestic forces to reshuffle, and the Hanzhou defense line may not be guaranteed.
There is no black iron Great Wall inland to stop the evil. If a state falls, it will only be a matter of time before the distance is lost.
Moreover, the matter of Sang Chengming's mutiny, Sangzhou can't get rid of the relationship. How this matter will be handled every day depends largely on the loss of Hanzhou. If Han Shaoling is moved, Sangzhou may not be able to bear the thunder of the heavens!
As for Youzhou...
Since her daughter is not around Han Shaoling, she must be with You Wuming. Sangzhou King lowered his eyelids gently, his eyes gradually deepened.
At this moment, there is also a dark tide in Han Shaoling's eyes. The last news about Sang Yuan in his hand was that she was taken away by Han Fifteen.
Sang Chengyin said that she contacted her yesterday and she is here.
Yesterday, the "surging tide" had not yet arrived. After this day and night's upheaval, the woman must have died for ten years.
So everything does not matter. As long as he confuses Sang Chengyin, and does not let him take advantage of the fire to cut off any benefits, this is the best result...
Han Shaoling even had a little laugh in his heart-at this time, he didn't talk about interests, but forced him to sign something and leave the book. The people in Sangzhou were really brave and emotional.
The sentimental Sangzhou king said: "For the time being. It sounded a wake-up call for me today. King Hanzhou, your sideline defense is really too perfunctory, a rebellious, leading 30,000 people, you can be more dangerous. Made a big mistake. I think that Jujuanguan, let the old man guard it for you!"
"It's not a big deal. How many military rates do you allocate to Julin Pass every year? Just transfer them as you please." Sangzhou Wang's face floated with a smile.
Han Shaoling: "..."
Sangzhou Wang waved his hand, and a paper agreement was pushed to Han Shaoling, which was the sign that cut the Julinguan area to Sangzhou.
At this moment, Han Shaoling had no choice but to sign the handed over documents. I was thinking about how to get a good copy of Sang Chengyin, and told him to return the book with profits.
Sangzhou Wang sighed: "If you are old, you will not be able to use it anymore. You are deaf and blind, and you can't do anything well. The emperor will probably make me abdicate and let the virtuous. Hey!
Han Shaoling: "..." Yes, very good. An old man who didn't use his abdication to let the virtuous, especially Jin Chan, got out of the shell. What is the difference between Sang Shizi's succession and his reign?
Yes, there is a difference. For example, the mistakes made by Sang Chengyin cannot be accounted for by the new king.
Han Shaoling took a deep breath and was about to take someone away. Then he saw that Sang Chengyin once again raised his big hand full of thick cocoons: "Sister and nephew, please sign this Chen love letter again."
Han Shaolin received a glance in his hand and tried to vomit blood.
The above is rightly written, because Han Shaoling's negligence caused the border to be easily broken by the rebel thief Sang Chengming, and the Sangzhou king turned the tide and saved the Hanzhou army from the fire and water crisis.
He left a blank space at the check-in place, and waited for him to sign his name and put down Wang Yin.
Han Shaoling: "..."
...
Sang was far from aware of what happened under the city gate, and she was taken back to Youjun's temporary station by Yumei.
You Wuming saw her frowning, and smiled: "Are you afraid of the old fellow Sang Chengyin losing money?"
Sang nodded far away: "After all, this matter was caused by Sangzhou, and it is difficult for my father to get out of the relationship."
You Wuming smiled and shook his body back and forth: "Less worry about Xiao Sanguo for others! In this world, only you are the most stupid!"
Sang was far from convinced: "Where am I stupid?"
You Wuming narrowed her beautifully shaped eyes, and her lips slowly floated with a smile that broke into the bone marrow.
Thin lips slightly lifted, and a slightly dumb voice fell: "Like me, aren't you stupid enough. I'm not a good person, little mulberry..."
Sang looked away from him.
The burning hotness in the black eyes and the unabashed thirst of her lips made her shudder unconsciously.
"Sang Chengyin will surely get a piece of paper and a book off." You Youming's throat knot rolls, and the voice is very dry, "So Xiao Sanguo, you have to bear me for a while, right?"
"I can't bear it." His arms gradually tightened, and her soft body was firmly embedded in his armor. "I can't bear it, little mulberry. I think, today..."
He murmured low in her ears and his breath was burning."Little Mulberry, I want to..."
He murmured low in her ears and his breath was burning.
Sang couldn't help but ask: "It won't be able to endure this way. How did you get over all these years?"
You Wuming was like stoking a dead hole, froze for a while, and twitched her head sideways, sneering: "What do you think, little mulberry, I will lack a woman?"
Sang "Oh" from afar, he slumped his head down, said, "Yes. You are such a good Lang Jun, what kind of woman do you want?"
Her little head dangled and her tone dropped, "I think too much."
You Wuming's eyes twitched, her lips twitched a few times, and she held back for a while, holding out a word: "Uh!"
"So..." Sang was very low and honest. "You deliberately scared me. How can you be like the little kid who has never seen a woman, even for a few days."
Youming: "..."
He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but at this moment, he could only say—
"Oh, naturally it scares you."
Sang was far from being careless, she was still in a gloomy look, raised her eyes and looked into the distance, and quietly diverted the topic.
She said: "Underworld has leaked a lot to the interior, and I don't know how many tragedies have been brewed."
You Wuming said: "No. Han Shaoling's reinforcements should almost arrive. I should also withdraw."
She felt his voice lingering, but she could not help but glanced at him again, seeing him with empty eyes.
There was a weirdness in her heart. Suddenly shivered.
Everyone knows that the sky wants to die in death.
He is like a brick. If he is against it, the remaining seventeen states can raise the banner of justice to fight him; if he does not, his strength will be weakened a little bit, and he will be cut with flesh and blood.
What You Wuming got was nothing more than a series of gorgeous and grand titles.
Today, Youming's strength is greatly damaged, if Han Shaoling is determined to leave him...
Who can kill You Wuming, although he will not receive a public praise, but in private, he will be able to get a huge benefit.
"Xiao Sanguo," You Wuming stared at her with a twisted and weird look, and her finger slowly lifted her chin. "Are you sympathizing with me? What do you think, depending on Han Shaoling, I can't stay with me." "
When talking, you saw that Youjun had packed up her clothing quietly and set off towards the south.
"Yu Wuming," Sang said from a far inadvertent, "Don't you consider using me as a bargaining chip, let your father **** you back to Youzhou? If Han Shaolin really took the chance, I'm afraid..."
You Wuming raised her eyebrows: "Why don't I raise my head in my life in front of Yue Zhang!"
The proud light in his eyes almost swayed Sang Yuan's eyes.
She felt that she might have a little Stockholm, and at this moment, she was thinking very strangely in her heart-"Does he really want to marry me?" '
The marching speed of the Youzhou Army once again made Sang far jaw-dropped.
They showed amazing fighting qualities, even after just such a tragic battle, with so many wounded, and lost most of their mounts, but the speed of travel was not even slower than the regular army that Han Shaolin brought to the west. .
Many times, Sang Yuan saw a whole piece of dust rising from the horizon, but under the guidance of the lifeless, the tens of thousands of Youzhou Army, like a ghost, again and again strayed with the regular army of Hanzhou Pass by.
Three days later, You Wu Ming Shun Li passed the Ju Lin Pass without any defense, left the Hanzhou border, took the Sangzhou, and then went back north to Youzhou.
Sangzhou is really like the imagination of Sang from far away, there are large groups of green everywhere, and at a glance it feels alive. There are a lot of silkworms here, and there are busy strong men and beautiful spinning women everywhere in the mulberry forest. It is a treasured place with simple folk customs.
In such a place, spending the rest of her life calmly and calmly is the most ideal arrangement in her mind.
"Homesick?" You Wuming asked quietly.
Sang nodded far.
He gently rested his chin on the top of her hair and said quietly: "Take you back later. Wait for me to heal the wound. Otherwise I can't beat those two."
He refused to tell her where he was injured.
He wore black fine iron armor, and Sang couldn't see it from afar.
A guard came from a distance, swept to the edge of the short life, and gave several jade jades to You Wuming.
At this time, the army had just arrived at the first important town on the border of Youzhou to cross.
You Wuming ordered to rest here, he handed over Sang Yuan to a few sturdy wives who were responsible for cultivation, and then hurriedly went to the study with the jade jade just received.
I don't know if it's over hearted, Sang feels that he seems a little excited. She even had some doubts about whether the jade jade was sent in good condition.
A few women said nothing, made a bucket of hot water, ignored Sang Yuan's protest, and cleaned her like a piece of meat, wiped off the water drops, and then wrapped it in a thick silk cloth, and moved to the place. A bed in a large bedroom that was temporarily cleared.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Say good or bad?
After the wives left, she carefully peeled herself out of the silk cocoon and was about to leave the bed to find clothes. She only heard a squeak and the room was pushed away by the two waitresses. With his head down, he walked in quickly with the tray in his hands.
As she approached, the waitress lifted the tray halfway, and saw that there was a set of black cloth hidden under the tray.
Sang was far from intuitive, and just about to open his mouth, he saw the waitress raised her eyes full of tears.
Linggu!
She covered her mouth.
"Hush." Linggu gestured, gestured for the help of another person around him, quickly changed Sang's clothes far away, and then turned her back on the back, skimming out of the rear window.
Suddenly blown by the cool night breeze, Sang Yuan's intellect was lost.
Linggu is here to rescue her, she has been rescued by Linggu!
Successfully escaped the villainous side of the villain.
Just like dreaming.
At this moment, Linggu had taken her through a deliberately opened small door and slipped out of the important town to cross.
The cart pulled by the sixteen cloud beasts had been waiting here for a long time. Linggu took the sang straight back to the car and the cloud beast immediately ran.
Sang was placed on a long and soft cloud couch, Linggu flattened his mouth, kneeling on the couch with one knee, and said, "The queen girl, her subordinates are late for rescue! The king girl is wronged!"
Seeing Sang far froze, Ling Aunt gently stroked her hand and comforted: "The prince does not need to worry, the prince and the prince are stationed behind the mountain ten miles away. They are afraid that the lifelessness is not good for the prince. The subordinates first took out the Wang Nu, and then launched the general attack."
Sang Yuan asked: "Shangdu, who has a spiritual aunt?"
"Yes," Linggu smiled softly, "So the prince deliberately sent out the jade slips, dragging You Wuming here,'negotiate confidentiality.'"
No wonder Youyou grabbed Yujian and ran away.
Would he have such a point or two, wanting to express his heart in front of "Yue Zhang"?
Sang Yuan couldn't tell how he felt at the moment.
The joy of escaping into life is not as strong as she imagined. She unconsciously thought that Youwu found that she was lost, would she go crazy, would she kill people indiscriminately?
The beast car quickly stopped.
Sang breathed slowly, and Linggu got out of the car.
Two pairs of red eyes stared at her at once.
"Daughtergirl!!!"
"Little girl!"
Sang took a deep breath and raised his head.
Sangzhou Wang has seen her under the Great Wall. Looking up close, she finds that the lines on the face of this bearded man are particularly deep, and the crow's feet can catch dead flies.
Sang Shizi, like her, has a very beautiful face, a little female face, but not soft.
Both father and son were riding the red cloud beast, eyes staring at her, tears in their eyes.
Sang Chengyin first jumped from the back of the cloud beast, almost fell in a hurry.
Sang noticed from afar that he was holding a glowing jade jade in his hand.
When his feet landed on the ground, a slightly dumb male voice floated in Yu Jian——
"Very good. Come on, fight."
It is lifeless.
Sang Chengyin tossed Yu Jian at once, and then threw himself in front of Sang Yuan.
The rugged man was timid in his hometown, his hands were shaking, as if he wanted to hug her, but he was afraid to dare.
Sang Shizi also jumped down. He walked to the front quickly. Sang was surprised to find that this brother's size was even shorter than her. He was a very handsome little man.
"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, girl, Linggu tell us, it doesn't matter if you don't recognize anyone, ah, just go slowly!" Sang Chengyin took back the hand that wanted to pat her head.
"Little girl, did You Wuming bully you?" Sang Shizi raised a ruthless eyebrow, "Brother lay down Shangdu and avenge you!"
Sang shook his head from afar: "Father, brother, don't be impulsive. You Wuming he... didn't bully me. He rescued me from Han Shaoling. He is a good person."
Hearing the words, the father and son jumped in the corner of their eyes.
"Not good." Sang Chengyin laughed stiffly, "Just scolded his eighteen generations of ancestors, hissing--"
"How does the Father King know that I am beside Youming?" Sang was far from being able to recover.
She wanted to ask what happened to the rebellious uncle, but at this moment, her throat and her heart seemed to be stuffed with cotton wool, and she couldn't help but care about others.
"Hey," Sang Chengyin raised a big fan-like hand and scratched his head. "It was also when I looked back. Such a cute little girl, without blinking her eyes on the battlefield, except for our little mulberry, Who else can there be?"
There is a scout ahead to rush to report-
"Master, you have a lifeless thousand iron rides, come straight!"
Sang Shizi lowered his eyebrows: "Father, are you fighting? The son has 70% certainty that he can leave this madman!"
Sang looked up from afar, and after seeing Sang's father and son, Wan Tieqi was ready to go.
"No, don't." Sang blurted out from afar.
"Little girl..." Sang Shizi stopped talking, and for a while, said, "Even if we don't fight, the madman won't give up."
"Is there still jade jade?" she asked urgently.
Sang Chengyin took out one reluctantly.
Sang came from afar and jumped on the carriage alone.
Her heart was pounding violently and her jade jane hand was shaking tremendously. At this moment, she felt nervous for a long time.
The jade jade was disconnected and the blue light flashed.
"Yu Wuming," she exclaimed softly, "I'll go to Tiandu to settle the agreement. Later, would you please raise your relatives again?""Later, would it be nice for you to come again?"
As soon as the words came out, Sang only listened to the sound of "Boom", the blood rushed to the forehead, and the whole head jumped suddenly and hurt.
It seems that there is only one way to prevent You Wuming from going crazy.
She knew how powerful You Wuming was.
The beast that was injured and pushed to the limit was the most terrifying thing to fight back.
If it is fought, it must be a fierce battle without losing the defense of the Great Wall.
Although Sang Yuan was very clear in her heart, she said this just to stabilize the lifeless, but after the words came out, her heartbeat became more intense.
Tension, anxiety intertwined in the heart, and the heart fell painfully.
She wanted to hear him say the word "good", lazily and casually.
Opposite the jade jade, there was a thundering roar of heavy hoofs and a roaring wind, but Sang far felt a silence.
She listened intently, her hands clasped together, not to tremble.
Until the jade jade broke, she did not hear the man's voice.
Will he not hear it? She thought, startled, and jumped down the car curtain.
It happened that the first row of iron riders appeared on the hill behind him.
Under the moonlight, the dark iron armor shone coldly.
Except for the one who is present.
Although the distance is far, it can be seen that the prince on the opposite side is only wearing a large white robe, his hair is not dry, and it is floating in the wind casually.
He was holding a knife with one hand, arrogant gesture.
This man is so special that even if he can't see his face clearly, he can never admit his mistake.
Tieqi pressed heavily on the top of the mountain, and the terrible oppression caused the hair to stand upright, and the breath felt cold.
With the dive, the short-lived running speed will definitely be faster...
Sang far seems to have seen that the **** knife with blue light will cut into countless flesh and blood and cut the bones of the Sang people.
Ling Gu anxiously embraced Sang Yuan: "Daughter Wang, you have to retreat one by one, this place is too dangerous!"
Sang Chengyin and Sang Shizi are already frowning and fighting, and they are on the verge of fighting.
At this moment, the leading cloud beast on the hill suddenly raised its front hooves, and turned a half circle on the spot, and took the man down.
The white figure was holding the reins with one hand and condensed into a brief silhouette under the moonlight.
Although far away, Sang Yuan knew that he had never looked back.
He has bathed. If Linggu did not rescue her, he should be fighting with him on the bed at the moment.
She exhaled gently, shook her head, and expelled the hot pictures from her mind.
"Huh?" Sang Shizi wrinkled his pair of eyebrows almost identical to Sang Yuan's, and said in amazement, "You madman has never beaten back in his life. What did the little girl say to him, could shock him?" people?!"
Sang far blushed and said calmly: "Analyze the pros and cons."
She couldn't mention that matter.
Will he want to marry her? Only then he should have heard it, but he did not agree.
This is the border between Sang and Youzhou.
Since this battle cannot be fought, there is no need to stay longer.
The Sangzhou King and his party did not travel south to Sangdu, but went all the way to the east. Because the emperor had sent a messenger to lead, the king of Sangzhou went to heaven to ask for sin.
To rush to Tiandu from Sangzhou, you need to cross Jiangzhou, which borders on the east. Arriving at the junction of the two states, Sangzhou Wangling's army returned, he brought a pair of children, and a hundred personal guards, and entered the Jiangzhou boundary with the messenger.
Sang Chengming escaped, and on the site of Hanzhou, Sang's could not search with great fanfare, and he could only ask Han Shaoling to handle this matter.
Both Sangzhou King and Sang Shizi had great hearts, and they did not take this matter seriously. They scolded Sang Chengming and Han Shaoling a few times.
Sang listened to the words from far away, and felt that the father and son would rather hope that Sang Chengming could escape from Han Shaoling's hands, and would fall back to the hands of Sangzhou King in his own disposal.
The father and son did not hurry to get close to Sang, but instead carefully approached her from time to time to brush her face.
Sang Yuan also gradually calmed down his mind.
Just let it happen.
Facing these overflowing eyes of family, how could she have the patience to let them know that although her loved ones were close, they were separated by nature.
Two days later, King Sangzhou and his party entered Jiangdu.
Sang Shizi's face was a little ugly. He said that his leg hurts and he couldn't ride the cloud beast. Then he slid into Sang Yuan's car.
When I got in the car, I didn't talk much.
Sang saw him embarrassed when he sat on the side, he gathered up and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong?"
Sang Shizi said: "You are separated from Han Shaoling this time, then Jiang Jin really has to put his face on him again. My brother is worried that you have a thin skin, so it's not good to scold him! Bah, that stuff, is he worthy of saying half a word with you!"
Jiang Jinzhen.
The King of Jiangzhou.
An upright guy, particularly lascivious, never stops wherever he goes. In the book, he fell in love with dreams at first sight, making her want to cry without tears.
Can also be regarded as an emotional catalyst between Han Shaoling and Dream Worry.
Sang knew very well that Sang Shizi was here to make her the **** of peach blossoms.
She smiled: "Brother is not too bad. Jiang is an emperor and mother after all, and he has to save a little face."
Today's King Jiangzhou is the brother of Jiang Yanji, the emperor of heaven. Jiang Shizhen, Jiang Jinzhen, is also the nephew of the emperor, and Jiang Jinyuan is a cousin. It's just that Jiang Jinyuan is the heirloom, Jiang Jin is really a branch.
Sang Shizi didn't take it seriously: "Reassure. If he is not upset, I will let him go."
Very perfunctory.
Sang could only shake his head bitterly.
Jiang Jin really dared not be too rude to her. After all, she is a sang maiden, and she is not a kind of folk little white flower that has no backers like Mengwuyou.
Jiang Jinzhen, at most, just rubbed in front of him to say something more.
Originally this line didn't need to stay in Jiangdu, but since the messenger brought people here, it must be Jiangzhou's brains and his wrists. He wanted to start booking as soon as possible and stay away from Sang.
Cars and horses entered Jiang Palace.
As soon as she landed, she felt a few unabashed gazes fixed on herself.
Sang Shizi took a step forward and blocked his sight.
King Jiangzhou was a sickly thin old man. Shi Jinjiang and his younger brother followed him. The brothers and their father were all like thin bamboo poles.
After the royal family meets, the three of the Sang family were invited to the palace banquet.
It should have been Sang Shizi and Jiang Shizi sitting opposite each other, but the dude actually pulled his younger brother to the right position, and suddenly changed himself to Sang far away, a pair of eyes staring at her directly, not blinking blink.
Sang Shizi took a few shots in exasperation, and the cheeky Jiang Jin really didn't know.
Sang far doesn't care at all. People who have been celebrities, the most uneasy is the attention of others.
Love to see chanting, all flow.
"Sang Wang Nu..." Jiang Jinzhen raised his glass again, "Respect you! Did Wang Wang dump the Hanzhou King on the Wraith Battlefield? It's really a shameless woman! I have never dared to go to Jiangzhou Madam on the battlefield, I am really looking forward to it! Come and drink three cups with me!"
Sang smiled modestly from the far away: "Fortunately, I have been protected by the King of Youzhou. I have never suffered. Jiang Shizi can respect the King of Youzhou with me."
As soon as this remark came out, the whole hall suddenly entered a forbidden border. The hot atmosphere seemed to be splashed with a whole basin of ice water, and all the greasy condensed, floating in silence in extreme embarrassment.
Until the Sang family left Jiang Palace, Jiangzhou Wang and Jiang Jin didn't get over their faces.
Sang's party continued eastbound.
"The little girl is broken, so you frighten you with fate, but attack the poison with poison." Sang Shizi rode the cloud beast and walked beside Sang Yuan's compartment.
Sang gently supported his cheek, smiling mysteriously.
Although Jiangzhou is located in the center of the cloud, the climate is not very good. Along the way, the carts and horses were covered with yellow sand.
After a few days, a whole piece of agate white appeared in the field of vision.
Every day, it's here.
Sang Shizi smiled and said, "I always depended on me when I was a kid, asking me to secretly take you to the sky to see. I originally thought that I would walk away from my father and mother when you and I were there. From where I learned to be dignified, I complained about my nonsense."
Sang listened to him with great interest.
Sang Shizi said: "After this illness, I actually replied with some lively appearance! Father, do you think so?"
Sangzhou Wang Zheng was worried and could not speak. When he saw this step, he immediately climbed over: "Yes, I said that I should not let Xiao Sanguo marry, and I should not let Xiao Sanguo marry. What a lovely little mulberry when I saw Han Shaoling, then..."
He consciously lost his word, and a big mouth fanned on the cheek gang.
Sang looked at them with a smile.
She understands their mood—because of her 'Amnesia', they are afraid that her heart will be stagnation, so they deliberately say that she is like a child so that she can relax more easily.
That's good, she doesn't have to act anymore.
Entering the heavenly city, the messenger led the Sangs and his entourage into the post. All the people, cars, and beasts were cleaned, put on the luxurious white robe to see the emperor, and took the cloud beast car sent from the palace. Drive towards the imperial palace.
The whole sky is made of white agate-like stone.
It is extremely prosperous here, and only the best specialties of each state are eligible to appear in the market of Tiandu.
After a long walk, the team arrived at the palace gate when the sun went west.
Above the gate of the palace, which is more than ten feet high, is embedded with gold letters on a blue background-
Jingtian Temple.
The afterglow of the sunset dyed the white agate into a pale red, and Sang could not help thinking of the description in the book.
You Wuming, dressed in white, walked slowly into the burning sky, and the light of blood and fire stained his face, reminiscent of the legendary evil ghost Shura-how beautiful the face is, how evil the heart is.
He is really not a good person.
Sang drove his thoughts out of his mind, followed behind the King of Sangzhou, looked straight, and stepped into the imperial city symbolizing the supreme power.
The huge building itself can give people extremely strong oppression, and immersed in the glory of power for thousands of years, the city seems to have been given life, looking down on humans like ants from top to bottom, so that it is The people in the middle of it felt difficult to breathe, and every step of it had to resist endless pressure.
Had to be in awe.
The waiter arranged the three Sangs in the outer hall.
Tomorrow, I will bathe and burn incense and meet the emperor.
The old waiter with a smile on his face bowed and said, "This palace usually houses only the guests of the emperor's family. The king of Sangzhou and the emperor really love you very much."
Sangzhou Wang nodded politely and sent away the old attendant beside the emperor.
He instructed a pair of children: "Resume well, rest up and see your spirit tomorrow."
Then they split their heads into the monasteries.
Sang walked far into the snow-white side hall, and the waiter withdrew silently behind him, pulling the huge carved door up and down and dipping for her.
She sat on the jade couch.
Heaven is a treasure land of feng shui, rich in spirit, far from unusually comparable.
She must hurry up to practice.
Along the way, she absorbed a lot of spiritual essence intermittently, vaguely, feeling that the grass green wood spirit in her body began to dye a deeper color.
It shouldn't be too far from the promotion.
She crossed her knees, and soon became immersed in her mind, about to settle in.
At this moment, there was suddenly a lukewarm wind on his neck!
Sang was far from excited, and opened his eyes.
It was quiet all around and there was nothing.
The palace has no windows, and the doors of the hall are tightly closed.
The white candlestick flickered, obviously there was no wind.
The strange sixth sense made her creepy, hanging her heart, turning her head very slowly and very slowly--Sang held his breath far away, slowly turning around.
Behind him, there is only a luxurious and neat jade.
"call--"
She couldn't help laughing, she was really suspicious.
Here is the sky!
In the emperor's palace city, how could something strange come in?
When the thought turned, she was inexplicably stunned-subconsciously, she did not feel that the breath that made her uneasy was lifeless.
Because she was subconsciously repulsive and creepy.
If it was a lifeless, she shouldn't feel like this.
So... what should it be?
She questioned herself.
If You Wuming really trails behind her, sneaking into her house while she dives into the night... what should I do?
She should accompany him with a smile.
Thinking like this, her lips unconsciously raised a faint smile.
Just as her mind was slightly relaxed, another air with a smelly smell flew across her cheeks!
Sang's eyes widened from afar.
The scalp was twitching slightly.
She was pretty sure that there was nothing in front of her.
Although this world is mysterious, even if it is cultivated as the highest female emperor, it is only a strong man in the nineth heaven of Lingyao Realm, and there is no ability to fly invisible.
As for things like ghosts... like her previous world, there are always people who say they have seen them, but in fact no one can give evidence of the real existence of this thing.
She settled down and slowly stood up, walked to the edge of an ying candle beside the jade couch, picked up a slender gold sign and dialed the candle flower.
The hall is brighter.
She walked slowly towards the hall gate.
No obstacles were encountered. She calmed her heartbeat, her face as usual, and even stayed a moment when her fingertips fell on the door.
When she was sure that the 'thing' in the temple would not prevent her from leaving, she slowly opened the door.
His sight cast forward, and he suddenly froze in place.
Outside the hall, it should have been a tenth-grade white jade stage, with a spacious vestibule beneath it, planted with Minggui.
However, what appeared to her at the moment was a dense black forest. The earth was full of rotten smell. Several tombstones were crooked on the strangely uplifted earthen bags. It was not a good thing to look at.
She looked down, and the black soil with a rancid smell actually spread to the threshold.
Another stream of air hit itself and landed on her neck.
Sang closed the door of the temple far and calmly and turned to himself: "It's not too late to disturb my father and brother... Anise's fennel, how many ways to write it?"
She clearly felt that, not far away, someone seemed to choke heavily.
Under the wide and luxurious white robe, her legs were actually shaking.
She knew that she shouldn't panic at such times. Self-disruption is a dead end.
There are only two possibilities for this situation.
One is ghost.
The second is the psychedelic array.
Either way, it is impossible for someone to call for help, and it will only frighten the snake.
She took two deep breaths and slowly crawled back to the jade couch, knees on one plate, but actually went to practice.
At this time, the mood is chaotic, it is impossible to settle in.
What she needs is not fixed.
As long as she can feel the spiritual essence a little.
Soon, looming small blue light particles gathered together.
This time, she'looked' clearly. A blue human figure dangled around her, and from time to time she put her face in front of her.
Although the facial features can't be seen, just looking at this action form, I know that it is extremely lascivious. Slender bamboo rod-like figure, Sang had only seen it a long time ago.
There was another gust of wind.
Ghost sniffed her neck and straightened her body, as if enjoying the taste of dessert before dinner.
Sang was far from moving, and said softly: "Jiang Jinzhen."
I saw the ghost shaking violently, as if frightened.
Sang Yuan must be in his heart.
The old waiter once said that only the Jiang family can stay in these palaces. The monastery that housed her, must live in the junior of Jiang family on weekdays.
It's not unusual for a wine-like man like Jiang Jinzhen to get some weird moths in a habitual place.
Hold on...
Just when the ghost thought that he had been seen through Sang far, he heard her quietly muttering: "I don't know if this Jiang Jinzhen really wants to marry me. After all, I am a person who has left, and it may not be easy to remarry."
"After the settlement, if he was born to beg, he wouldn't have to consider it. After all, Jiang's family is the emperor's mother... This time the father has committed something. If he can get close to the Jiang's family, I'm afraid it can slightly dispel the emperor's thunder and anger. ."
She saw Ghost's shoulders undulating greatly, and she looked very excited.
There was coldness in her heart, but her face was still sorrowful.
Although Jiang Jinzhen is a playboy, he has been practicing since childhood. If she remembers correctly, he should be a spiritual master with a double or two heavens. She can't beat it at all.
In addition, I don't know what strange formation was set by him. Once she opened her eyes, she could not capture his trace at all.
So she deliberately painted a cake for him, let him look longer, in order to be able to hold the beauty back in the future, today she will honestly retreat, don't think about anything else.
She still closed her eyes, her hands hidden under her wide sleeves, and squeezed the golden candlestick she had just hidden.
The ghost started to tremble.
As if laughing.
"Think beautiful..." A twisted voice floated out.
Sang Yuan's heart was cold.
"If Jiang Jinzhen was really married to you, then I would have no hope at all! I didn't expect that Sang Wangnu had eyes and no pearls. Even Jiang Jinzhen's waste was worth it!"
Sang took a cool breath from afar, and felt bad. She pretended to be stunned and muttered to herself: "What, what voice..."
"To kill you, everyone would only think that Jiang Jin really did it! The place of the son of the world is mine!"
It's Jiang Jinzhen's younger brother Jiang Jinpeng!
Jiang Jiangzhen's second son Jiang Jiangzhen followed behind Jiang Jinzhen.
Sang Yuan scolded Ju Niang hard in his heart. This person's sense of existence is really too low, following Jiang Jinzhen, only to promise that everyone will ignore him unconsciously!
Unexpectedly, it was a very idea.
Therefore, no matter what she said or did tonight, there will be no change in the results. Jiang Jinpeng, this is the spirit of slaying the blame!
The ghost passed through the blue Mu Lingyun light particles and rushed straight at her.
Sang was tight all over, his fingernails pinched into his palms, and he squeezed the gold candlestick.
She had all her energy.
Just when the ghost came to her with a fishy wind and wanted to push her down into the jade couch, Sang raised his hand far and sharply according to the position of the other person's eyes and pierced it!
"Poof."
After a moment of weird silence, the heart-wrenching howling sounded throughout the hall.
A whitish line of blood appeared in mid-air, the gold sign hanging in the air, Sang retracted his body far away, and fled from the man behind the candlestick.
Although the monk practiced his body, he also had a door. When undefended, the eyes are the biggest weakness. Jiang Jinpeng accounted that she could not see him, and there was no defense at all.
She quickly took another gold pick and held it in her palm. Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and her nerves were extremely tight.
Such screams did not attract the attention of others. Like what she guessed, this psychedelic array was absolutely soundproof.
I saw that the figure grabbed a raincoat-like transparent covering from his body, panting, and pulled out the gold **** that plunged into his eyes, staring at her fiercely with one eye.
It is Jiang Jinpeng.
"Okay... dare to play me... good..."
"Jiang Jinpeng, please calm down." Sang Yuan's voice sounded lightly. "You have hurt your eyes, you can't blame Jiang Jinzhen anymore, it's better to withdraw the psychedelic array. I promise not to pursue the matter tonight, how?"
Jiang Jinzhen's face was crooked and twitched frantically, without a word, and strode far towards Sang.
Sang looked at him from afar, and knew that this man was about to break the jar.
In the half-faced blood stain, Jiang Jinpeng's grinning is terrifying: "What if the eyes are hurt, no one will care about me at all, even if my two eyes are broken, as long as I don't say, no one will notice! No matter how hard I try, no one can ever see it!"
"Ha, hahaha, but what about Jiang Jinzhen? He has done all the bad things and can easily get the position of a son, so many people hold him!"
"Even this emperor palace is also his happy place! He set up this maze and secret way, I don't know how many tricks to die here! My beloved Xiaoyu Shu, she died so badly!"
In those eyes, blood and tears shed together.
"Yes, I have no choice but to take Jiang Jinzhen, but I can borrow a knife to kill someone... Ha ha ha, when you die, your aunt will strictly investigate, check, it's all Jiang Jinzhen's thing! Ha, ha ha ha ha!"
He waved his arms, the wind beneath his feet, jumped to Sang far away, easily twisted her.
The strength gap is too big!
He pinched her to the ground, restrained her, pinched her neck in one hand, and held her fist in the other, hitting her head heavily.
She stubbornly raised her hand to block his fist.
The back of the hand hit the forehead, and there was a dull pain in the palm.
She quietly clenched the gold sign hidden in the other sleeve, biting the tip of her tongue to keep awake, ready to take a hard punch, and then act dizzy, and when he was most lax, give him a fatal blow!
Just try your best to pierce the carotid artery...
Her eyes seemed weak and loose, but her mind was all focused on the fatal weakness of the other party.
Jiang Jinpeng once again raised his iron fist.
When he was about to smash the beautiful and fragile head in front of him, his movements suddenly stagnate. He widened his eyes and slowly looked down.
I saw a huge black knife pressed against the side of his neck, the icy cold blade close to his skin, the ghostly figure behind him gently approached, and exhaled gently beside his ear.
"Let's go."
Jiang Jinpeng gasped loudly.
Crazy mind, sober for a moment.
This black knife is really too recognizable, plus that murky voice, I don't want to recognize it.
Jiang Jinpeng is like falling into the ice cave. It's that person! That man, how could he be here! how is this possible!
Jiang Jinpeng shuddered, loosing Sang Yuan in a hurry, forced by the knife, and slowly stood upright, then trembling like a spotted quail, trembling in place, not even breathless , With a blushing face.
The blade turned half an arc against his neck elegantly. The man in black slowly walked out from behind him, pulled down his hood, his eyes slightly slanted, and the corners of his lips evoked a gentle arc.
"Really good."