Feng Yu Jiu Tian

It was a matter of concern, and Rong Hu naturally demanded responsibility for the operation.

Rong Tian nodded: "You pick 5,000 capable soldiers and listen to the Prince's dispatch. Come back immediately after the incident to avoid death for too long."

"How dare Yongyi dare to send Lier's brother?" Yongyi took something out of his arms: "This is a map of the Second Prince's Palace. In addition ... Yongyi has a heartless request."

Rong Hu knew something, and replied with a smile: "His Royal Highness don't have to worry about it. Rong Hu leads the soldiers, only restrains, not hurting people." While Rong Tian didn't pay much attention, he took a step forward and lowered his voice and said, "If His Royal Highness I'm sorry for my brother in the future, these 5,000 elite soldiers will sneak into Prince Edward's Palace silently. "Yong Yi was oppressed by his sudden momentum, his expression changed slightly, and Rong Hu regained his ease and returned to his original position easily.

Feng Mingyi calculated that: "From here to Yongyin Capital, it will take several days to come back."

"Ming Wang is assured that Rong Hu will travel both day and night and return as soon as possible."

"No," Fengming waved, "I was hoping to take this opportunity to have fun in Yongyin, you go slowly and slowly back." Suddenly I think of the poor mage Song Teng, I feel a little guilty, and Rephrased: "You can do it anyway." Shrugged helplessly.

Rong Hu commanded loudly, and the majestic rushed out of the side hall to select the confidant elites to participate in the rescue. Yongyi was even anxious to rescue the martyrs sooner, saying, "Today, I have often offended, please ask King Xilei and Ming Ming to forgive sins. Yong Yi rushed back to the capital to prevent accidents." Rong Tian and Feng Ming arched hands and hurriedly went.

Qiuyue saw Yongyi's back leaving, patted her chest, and smiled, "This Prince Yongyi is walking around, it really scared us into a cold sweat."

Qiu basket murmured: "God bless, thankfully Lieer did not have anything wrong."

"He's so arrogant. After being rescued, Ming Wang must teach him well."

Qiu Xingxi laughed out loudly: "King Ming can control him?"

Fengming blushed halfway, and coughed twice: "I didn't have enough food just now. Autumn baskets, get some good food, and ride a horse for a day, the waist is sore."

Qiuyue Qiuxing Yingying came over and sat down according to Fengming, softly said: "Slave help Mingming rub it, where is the acidity of the lumbar bone?"

"It's better for the king to help you rub it." Rong Tian also came over with bad intentions, stared at Fengming and warned: "My waist is about to break, don't mess around! Let's open!" The voice did not fall. Has been held up by Rong Tian.

"You ridiculous dazzling monarch ..." Feng Ming casually punched Rong Tian's shoulder: "My waist really hurts, now I absolutely do not return to your room with you."

Rong Tian was innocent: "Who said that the king wants to take you back to your room?" Yang Sheng said to the guards waiting outside the door: "It is ordered that I do n’t rest in the pavilion tonight and set up camp by the Oman River three miles away. The whole army set off immediately. "

Qiu Lan whispered "Yeah," I just heard that they were talking nervously. We actually forgot that the inside and outside of the building were covered with oil-soaked cloth strips. It would be bad if someone took the opportunity to set fire. "

Rong Tian retracted her gaze and looked at Feng Ming with a joke: "Ming Ming has a sore waist, and if he wants to watch the beautiful night scene of Yongyin, what better way is there than to ride with my king?"

Feng Ming knew that Rong Tian was wrong, and Xue Qiuyue made a cute grimace: "It's worthy of being the king of West Thunder, and she is really thoughtful and thoughtful ... well? It's not like when you are careless, hey, put your Take away the magic palm ... "

After a short break, the team set off again, and the destination was the Oman River, famous for its departure from the country and the battle of West Ray.

Feng Ming snuggled comfortably into Rong Tian's arms, listening to the sound of horseshoes, and let the starlight illuminate the road ahead.

"The Oman River is ahead. Have you heard the sound of water?"

Seeing the sparkling light from afar, I recalled being captured by Li Ruoyan that day, unable to survive, not to die, and detained to go to Xilei with the army, which made people feel a lot of emotion. Although Jiang Nian was calm and gentle in front of him, Fengming felt a faint pain in her heart.

"I heard that after the first battle of the Oman River, the river was dyed red by the river, causing the land to grow red rice. The red rice, because they had too many dead bodies in the river water, gave out a rotten smell, so that they could not be eaten. "

Rong Tian silently tightened Fengming and said softly, "It's all rumors of ignorance and foolish people. How can there be any red rice?"

"Although it is a rumor, it is enough to illustrate the misery at the time." Feng Ming squeezed a bitter smile.