Bai Yueguang Breaks Up Everyday

People are knives, I **** fish.

She was so weak and wanted to look up to the sky and roar, but for the sake of her image of a lady, she still held back her abruptly.

She glanced around calmly, trying to find the flaws in her escape.

There was a circle of women around me helplessly, all colorful, hair-brushed, braided, clothed, felt boots, belted, scimitars, all.

The weak eyes are bright, and there are still knives.

She was pushed to take a bath just now, and all the murder weapons on her body were confiscated, and she even searched her hair.

The women looked at her with a "you're still not a woman" gaze, filled with suspicion, as if they couldn't understand why a charming girl hid knives, needles, powder and other dangerous goods everywhere, and she simply "moved." Armory". They were so weak that they couldn't explain, and they could only smile back at them and said that they wanted to go to the latrine.

The eldest woman rejected her in one gulp, and said in stubborn Mandarin: "The leader, say you are bad, you can't let it go."

So weak: "..."

The conscience of heaven and earth, she doesn't have it.

So weak and gloomy, pushed by the women, dedicated to their leader.

At this time, Wuling Hu also changed into a brocade-lined ultramarine robe, and stepped on a pair of jet black felt boots.

He moved his eyes to the end of his eyes and gave her a light look, "Get on the horse."

"Where to go?"

She was so weak and held her fluffy peaked hat with one hand. The nomad girl's clothing is very rich, with an agate eyebrow pendant on her forehead, and jade, coral, pearls and other jewelry draped on both sides.

Three words can sum up her body, beautiful, dull and dull.

She covered her back with sweat.

The most annoying thing about being so weak is that she has two golden bells tied around her ankles, and they jingle as soon as she walks-how the **** is she running away with such a big battle?

She wanted to secretly get rid of it while people were out of sight, and when she was discovered by the woman, she immediately stopped her action, babbling a lot, and her expression was very serious.

So weak I can't understand, but even with a blind guess, I can guess the unusualness of this bell.

She walked all the way unhappily, the bell slammed so sharply that when Uling asked her to mount her horse, she still looked uncooperative.

"Why are you angry?"

U Ling frowned, "Get on the horse!"

He didn't want to talk to her more, he held her waist and threw it easily.

"Are you robbing women or imprisoning pets?"

She shook the bell on her ankle and looked at him condescendingly.

The soldiers looked at each other.

This woman is still so arrogant when she arrives in their place, what is the origin? The point is that the boss didn't even get angry.

"Not willing to wear it?"

Wuling Alu's pupils were dull, burning a cluster of secluded flames.

"Do you wear two bells on your ankle and take a look on the street?" Green Tea Jing said sarcastically.

"Then pick it."

He stretched out his big palm, pressed the felt boots with his fingers, and patiently untied the tangled red thread.

"Wait... your bell doesn't have any special meaning, does it?"

So weak thinking of his mask of the beast god, he felt a little frightened.

This tribe is not only good at fighting, but also good at touching porcelain with tokens of love-as long as you accept my mask, you will be my woman.

It doesn't make sense, it's simply buying and selling!

And Wuling Hulu didn’t seem to plan to reason with her. He said indifferently, “I’m a girl of the Urum ethnicity, and she needs to wrap her feet with bells, and be blessed by the worm mother. If you relieve the golden bells, you will be your husband. You can stay overnight. Bonfire couple."

Damn it! It really is!

He was so weak that he retracted his legs, but the felt boots were still in his hands, and he pulled them out directly, revealing a piece of snow-white lotus root.

"..."

The two looked at each other.

Being weak means that as long as I am not embarrassed, embarrassment is someone else.

Wuling Hu was stunned on the spot, his dark ears covered with red.

He suddenly remembered the bad habits of their Central Plains, if he saw a woman's feet, he would be responsible to her.

And now it's all his soldiers--

Damn it!

Uling Alu cursed secretly, wrapped her feet with the wide sleeves of the robe, and berates everyone to leave at the same time.

"Pay attention to the impact next time!"

With a fierce expression on his face, he forcibly tucked her feet back into the boots, his strength was so strong, his weak toes squeezed into a ball, and she hissed with pain.

The youth stiffened for a moment and slowed down.

Wearing a pair of shoes can make you sweat profusely.

Then he returned to normal, rolled over on his horse neatly, and rode with her.

The destination is the Royal Palace.

Such a weak sigh, the sky has really changed. Their sabre soldier swayed in the street, and no officers and soldiers came out to intercept it.

Of course, the street was empty, and various guise swayed lonely in the wind.

It turned out that Wuqi had already cleared the way, cleaned up the corpses, and was waiting for their leader outside the gate of the imperial palace.

In the palace, the emperor, empress dowager, royal family, civil and military officials and others besieged the Tai Chi Hall.

The lively and peaceful state banquet was reduced to a place of blood.

Rong Miaojuan, shaking like a quail, huddled with a group of young ladies.

With the love of the three princes, she finally got the opportunity to sit in the temple, and she also thought about taking the opportunity to please her future mother-in-law. Suddenly, a group of people came out of nowhere, surrounded them with wings and hard to escape. The emperor almost fell off the dragon chair and cursed the bastard, but to no avail.

She was really going to cry.

What a rebellion, there is no such thing in her memory!

Didn't her sister take the back seat safely? It's not a lot of effort at all.

The third prince is the emperor of the true dragon. Which green onion is the group of people who can only herd sheep and cattle?

Rong Miaojuan hesitated between escorting and protecting her life.

She knew that the third prince was the final winner, but this battle is also true. What if she fails to **** her and gets a knife instead? Wouldn't it be that you can't enjoy all the glory and wealth, and have been busy for nothing?

Just as she was embarrassed at both ends, there was a noise outside the door.

"Boom—"

A blood bag was thrown in.

The crowd retreated in horror.

"Cough cough cough."

The blood bag squirmed, revealing a blood-stained face.

It was the elder son Jingli who came in.

He didn't come in directly from the palace gate, because when he went there, he found that the guards had not only changed a group of new faces, but also had different numbers of patrols. They were not the same group at all.

He didn't rush in, but climbed several dog holes with his skillful experience.

Eventually he was spotted by the patrol, so he turned on the Rush mode.

He destroyed several people, and he was beaten to blood.

Jing Li wiped the blood on his face with his sleeve, it was so fierce that he almost couldn't see it. He glanced around, and did not find such a weak figure, his face instantly turned pale, shaky.

Could it be...?

His knuckles creaked, his eyes were bloodshot, and his veins puffed up.

He wants these messy thieves, blood, debt, blood, repayment!

Jing Li no longer hesitated, and ran to the old man, the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the situation is urgent. What they want is not only Yuxi, but also your life. The plan now is to draw up an abdication order to give way to General Pang, who is guarding the border. The two tigers will fight, and there will be a wound— —" He licked his lips, as if some kind of unspeakable flame of blood ignited in his body.

Jing Lei was protected by the royal palace with a delicacy and innocence. He had never faced a violent storm. The catastrophe suddenly struck. Instead, he wanted to stand firmer.

More importantly, he wants revenge!

He cramped these anti-thief to sacrifice his wife's debt!

The old man of the emperor flushed with a rich face and his white beard trembled, "It's not enough to abdicate. They, they just want to get something from me. Give them what you want."

Jingli said sharply, "They want Changzhou today, Guanzhou tomorrow, and the next day the capital, the day after tomorrow is your life, your majesty! Right now the throne is a hot potato. Get out of hand and save your life earlier!"

He was secretly anxious, when did this old man still greedy power!

The old man of the emperor was anxious by the children, and he jumped a little, "I am the son of heaven, with the body of the real dragon, I will turn the evil into the auspicious, and the purple air will come to the east!" In order to force the emperor, he also pointed the spear Jing Li, "Did you collude with the rebels and want to trick me into abdicating?!"

When Jing Li heard this, he knew that it was impossible to persuade him.

He bit his mouth full of blood, and forcibly resisted the sweet smell that spread over his chest and abdomen.

No matter, since I can't persuade, let's die together.

He arched his hands at the emperor, then staggered down the steps, grabbed an **** and asked, "Where did they kill me...my wife?"

Jing Li's heart is like a knife cut, he is one step late in the end.

On the surface, his father let him go, but he made people hide in various streets and alleys secretly, so as to stun him and go on the road. He spent a lot of time in order to escape the trap.

The **** uttered, his eyes filled with confusion.

"You said... the concubine Shizi? Our family didn't see the concubine Shizi."

"……what?!"

The eunuch's head suddenly lowered, and his voice was shrill.

"...The world, the concubine is in front of you."

Isn't it the front?

Come in with the leader of the rebel army!

Everyone took a breath.

Which one does this play again?

Facing so many gazes of all kinds, so weak-hearted, it is estimated that by tomorrow, the name of her beauty will be spread everywhere.

Jing carp froze on the spot, and his blood froze.

She changed her clothes.

That's the gorgeous dress that the Uzbek prepared for the bride!

He recovered and rushed forward, being fiercely held up by the guards on both sides.

The opponents of the past are defeated today.

Uling Alu glanced at him, "Come here, prepare a table, pens, ink, and red clay for Shi Ziye."

This person did not come up to negotiate with the emperor, but intimidated him? !

Jing Li realized something and struggled violently.

The paper spread out, a dazzling blank.

"Jing Shizi, you are a wise man, you know what I want."

Uling's eyes were sharp and straight to the point.

Jing Lei bit his tongue tightly, "You fart, I have a deep affection with my lady 鹣鹣——"

The young man smiled lightly, "I'm afraid it's not necessarily? Why don't you ask your lady, why did you abandon the car and ran away, and why... you just entered my camp?"

He looked up in disbelief.

Even so weak looked back at him, eyes dark, without any guilt.

"You guys..." He was trembling with anger, and his tears fell even more, but he couldn't scold him—how could he be willing to scold this person he loved and acted like spoiled by?

"Get started."

Ulin Aluk implied murder.

"If you don't write, the people in this palace don't seem to need to stay."

There were a lot of crying for a while.

Some people leaped at his feet and begged.

"Sir, you give us a way to survive! How can a big husband suffer from being wifeless!"

He kicked it away, his eyes were blood-red, and he drank violently, "Go away!!!"