Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

Chapter 172: The Son of White Moonlight (10)

"Today is the Queen Mother's birthday, an extraordinary day. No matter how loose you are in your daily life, Lao Tzu, your skin will be firmer on this day!"

"If there is something wrong, you don't need to explain it, just take your head to see me!"

"……Yes!"

This similar scene took place in the general mobilization meeting of the various patrols.

It is so weak mixed in it, acting as a gray background board.

"Hey, my little brother, you seem to be a bit face-to-face."

The companion was surprised, "I don't seem to have seen you."

She was so weak that she showed her sallow face, and every pore was releasing her acting skills, "I am from the north of the city, and I felt cold a while ago. My mother was worried, cough, and urged me to ask for leave." With a hoarse throat, "I am helpless to patrol, cough, so I was transferred. Xiongtai, I am not familiar with this side, cough, I have to rely on you—"

As he said, he coughed so weakly and vigorously, pounding his chest, his expression was particularly hideous.

The other members of the patrol pulled the caller away.

They discussed in a low voice.

"You better stay away from him, this lung will be coughed out."

"Yes, he is so ill, what should we do if he falls on us? He still has an old mother to raise!"

"What does the boss think, call a sick guy here, isn't this cheating us?"

Everyone's words were mixed with complaints.

So weak pretending not to know, follow them.

This patrolling militia is about to take over from the city defense team outside the city gate, and a weak escape opportunity is just around the corner.

Seeing the future good retirement life rush towards her, she suddenly felt that the injury on her back was worth it.

——This is the first time that this is so weak, it is quite commemorative.

Time went back to before a stick of incense.

A "car accident" occurred in the place where the imperial palace must pass, Jiuhuan Lane where the wealthy gather.

The targets of the "car accident" were the Prince's Mansion and the Prime Minister's Mansion.

These two groups of people, one group are relatives of the emperor, and the other group are ministers of the imperial court. Everyone has status, connections, and money. What is fighting for is the anger of "who will go first, father and grandson", so the two servants quarreled, and then fought, and the carriages and sedan chairs that came from behind were jammed one by one. Going on, the whole scene was chaotic, and there was a serious traffic jam.

So weak sitting in the carriage, even a little bit want to laugh.

This fight is a seven-point show.

The show is domineering, but in fact it is the escape of the golden cicada.

About a month ago, the weak felt the movement of King Jing's Mansion, the familiar faces were gradually diminishing, and the air was filled with solemnity.

So weak, relying on his own intuition to smell it, this is probably the smell of running away.

She was all spartan.

After three years of promise, I won't bring anyone who plays with her like this!

But the matter was over, no matter how much she thought about it, it wouldn't help.

The weak moved out of her private small vault, and while others were not paying attention, she ran a few errands and did some errands for her. The first is to make hands and feet on the carriage that enters the palace, there are things in it, so that she can leave in time. The second is to buy the head of the patrol team, under the pretense of elopement with the lover, and take advantage of this to get out of the city.

Weak women's singles? This is not in line with such weak safety travelism.

She secretly inquired about the evacuation path of the Jing family's army, one of which was to follow the guard. The other party had a task, and originally wanted to reject her. However, he was so weak and thick-skinned. He came out of a miserable brand, and colluded with an **** teacher to speak for her, walked through the back door, and obtained the qualifications of the same.

As for why she has to make it so complicated? Just follow the male lead’s family. Wouldn’t it be more labor-saving to wait until halfway through?

To be honest, the weak is not very trustworthy of the palace.

The palace is so kind, it would not mobilize the whole family to snub her because of the momentary breath of the world's son.

The daughter-in-law who forced it in was an outsider in their eyes.

At most, the hero shed a few crocodile tears for her.

Of course, they were so weak and didn't take them to heart. The catastrophe was about to fly separately, you flew yours, and I flew mine. The most regrettable thing about being so weak is that she didn't get and leave the book, but after a riot in the capital, her whereabouts are unknown, and she will basically be treated as dead. She had been a dark household before and had experience in dealing with it, but it was not a big problem.

The two sides fought endlessly, she lifted the inner board, a bone rolled into the snow, and quickly slipped away.

She had also stepped on this piece of land, and she was too familiar with it anymore. Soon she hid in a civilian house, put on clothes, put on makeup, and successfully mixed into the militia.

The patrol went out of the city gate and was on guard in the field. There was something wrong with it.

"Is there someone missing?"

"Really, let's go back and look for it!"

"Hey, it's really troublesome."

Everyone found a piece of cloth on the edge of the cliff, as well as a visibly falling stone.

"It's none of my business, yes, he didn't keep up!"

The person strayed fast, ran down the path to the bottom of the cliff and hid in the gravel.

When the voice on her head disappeared, she flipped through her personal hand-drawn map weakly. There is still some distance from the place where the escorts meet, and it happens to be up the stream in front of you.

She walked against the rock, blocking her figure with the help of shadows.

"Wow--"

There was a noise from the stream.

So weak and casual glance.

The other party's open back was stalwart, and the drops of water slipped down the neckline, shining brightly.

Damn it's an acquaintance!

She was so shocked that all three souls and seven souls flew away.

Why did the parties involved in the rebellion appear by a cliff and creek? She felt unscientific even after she thought about it. Shouldn't this person be on the road to copy the palace?

Weak and bypassed carefully, trying to be silent and not disturbing.

Seeing that he was about to reach the corner, a small soldier suddenly jumped out.

"Who are you?!"

"..."

Ma Ma batch.

Uling, who was cleaning his wound by the stream, turned his head, his dark eyes fixed on her.

Too much time.

She had chosen a place to get out so hard that she had become a **** den of thieves, and she had no luck.

"Boss, caught a little thief!"

The little soldier stared angrily.

"Say, boy, who are you the spy sent by?!"

"I'm not a spy, I'm the hero who came to pay homage to Wuling A's family." So weak quickly thought of an excuse, his head drooped and his throat was hoarse, "The dog court, in order to celebrate the Queen Mother's birthday, aggressively conquered my family. Fortunately, my family was ruined. You are here, like a timely rain, nourishing our hearts, and this great hero, you are seven feet tall, brave and brave, dazzling the little brother..."

So weak squeezed out the posture of the fan brother.

The little soldier was disgusted when he heard it, "Speak well, don't make a fuss with our boss!"

What is so weak is this sentence, her daughter-in-law twisted and twisted, "The little brother knows that he is a mortal body, and he should not have wishful thinking about the hero. It is satisfying to look at it from a distance..."

Come on, you are welcome, throw me out!

As expected, the little soldiers couldn't bear it, they were about to open their mouths to drink, but saw their leader stretch out his ape arms, grabbing people's waists like thunder.

So weak: "???"

Little soldier: "!!!"

The distance is shortened in an instant.

He was so weak that he almost yelled out. At the critical moment, he held his mind, raised his orchid fingers, and yelled, "Heroes, let’s not..."

"How can't it? It's enough to look at it from a distance?"

The male voice above his head was steady and strong.

"Don't want to enter my tent, drink my spirits, sleep in my bed?"

"..."

Fuck, good fluent Mandarin, clear and magnetic!

Did he enroll in the Mandarin elite class?

Such a weak sentiment can't help but slip away.

The bronze-colored arms encircled her shoulders. He was like a falcon hovering in the sky. He swooped down unceremoniously when he saw the prey traveling, grabbed his neck, and bit the dead hole. Traveling to Tiger Mountain." Wuling Li grinned, revealing a row of sharp and cold teeth, "Very well, I appreciate your courage."

The little soldiers were stunned.

It turns out that they are not close to women, because he, he is close to men.

So weak: "..."

Okay, I was recognized.

The male voice was cold.

"It's time to settle accounts."

He was so weak when he heard this sentence, and his hairs exploded.

Afterwards?

What accounts do they have to calculate? Did she offend him?

So weak and contemplative thinking about the two of them celebrating the festival, she not only sat on the sidelines, and fanned the flames by the way, it seemed to be gone, right?

Isn't this man so petty?

"Wash her clean."

Uling Hu said that I held my grudges like this, went to the camp, and pushed her to an elderly woman.

The weak view can't escape, and immediately put on a look like "You are going to be condemned by the heavens".

"My husband..."

"Your husband will soon become a pile of bones. Are you going to die in love with him?" Wuling Li looked deeply, "but you escaped by yourself."

So weak choked.

Brother, I can't answer you.

She had no choice but to ignore the latter sentence, and then said, "Even if my husband is dead, I will keep the festival for him..."

Uling Alu was naked, with strong muscles and distinct lines. The most conspicuous one is a sword on his chest, with deep blood stains, wrapped in heavy gauze, still bleeding, his back facing the sparkling waves of the valley, The eyebrows are sharp, and the outline of the face hides shadows, like a wild ancient beast that chooses to eat.

He stared at this woman, thinking of her that day, he did not hesitate to trample on his dignity.

Uling Alu speaks slowly.

"Unarmed, can you hold it?"

"..."

She was so weak and had to resort to her own assassin. She didn’t have to pinch herself, tears filled her eyes quickly, biting her lips, like a poor white flower in the wind, she was particularly panicked, "You, you guys boast. As a teacher of justice, shouldn't it be possible to rob women in broad daylight? Are you not afraid that I will become a taint for others to attack you?"

She is also a hint, let me go, hello, hello, hello everyone, I will definitely keep my mouth tight, not to ruin your reputation.

Uling Alu pressed her waist, the scimitar was sharp, and this sharp edge approached her with blood.

"You also have an old saying in the Central Plains, saying that if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people are observant, there will be no disciples. If I have the taint of femininity, they will naturally relax their guard."

The blood-stained finger pads wiped the end of her eyes.

"I'm a reckless person, but I'm not as knowledgeable and interesting as your husband will coax you."

He muttered.

"I persuade you to think about it, and it will fall into my hands. There will be days of crying in the future."

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