Back Off, Let Me Come

Never expected that she would be slapped in the face.

In order to catch up with Mei Meng, Hua Shen Wu You did not bring anyone except Cui Mi who led the way, and Mei Meng was followed by guards.

Seeing the rebellious Zhong Li Fu coming to intercept, the guards tensed their nerves and stepped forward to block Mei Meng, ready to delay time with their lives. Mei Meng's eyebrows were stained with fatigue, but her eyes were as firm as before: "I come when I come and leave when I leave. I come and go freely. How can you, a fickle villain, interfere?"

Zhong Li Fu was clearly backstabbing, Mei Meng didn't need to be nice.

If she hadn't been defeated and couldn't do anything to the other party, she would have killed the other party no matter what when they met. In the current situation, I'm afraid that the other party will want her life. Mei Meng understands the rule of "winners take it all", and if she is not as skilled as others, she is not as skilled as others, but she doesn't want to beg.

The incarnation Wuyou smiled calmly, not taking Mei Meng's words "capricious villain" to heart: "Prime Minister Mei is so courageous, my lord has long wanted to learn from Mei Xiang's style, let's go?"

Mei Meng sneered: "What if you don't want to?"

The incarnation Wuyou's tone suddenly turned cold: "Die!"

If Mei Meng is willing to surrender, Kangguo will have more prisoners of war.

If Mei Meng is unwilling, there will be more water ghosts at the bottom of the river!

Faced with the threat of undisguised murderous intent, Mei Meng responded with a faint smile: "Here is my head, waiting for you to come!"

The incarnation Wuyou pushed Cui Mi away from the danger range with one palm.

"Okay, come and get it!"

The incarnation Wuyou walked on the water as if it were flat ground, and the long sword in his hand slashed out invisible sword energy, breaking the wind and waves. The guards on the path had been fighting for a long time and were exhausted. Facing this move, they didn't even have time to scream, and the blood-colored lotus bloomed and splashed everywhere.

The stump fell into the water, and the cut surface of the limbs was smooth.

At the moment when the sword energy reached not far in front of Mei Meng, a powerful martial energy came from above and cut it off!

The aftermath bombarded the river surface, exploding waves more than ten feet high.

"Qi! Yan! Qing!"

The incarnation Wu You knew who the person was without even looking.

Qi Cang's laughter became farther and farther away: "Interesting, really interesting! I'll take Mei Jinghe away first. If she dies here, what's the point of this fun? If you don't accept it, just come over!"

The incarnation Wu You wanted to bite Qi Cang alive.

He immediately chased after him.

Cui Mi clinged to a piece of driftwood in a panic, choking on two mouthfuls of bloody river water, and wanted to reach out to stop his master - there was no point in chasing him, because he was not running in this direction at all.

Mei Meng's way of a scholar was special, and she was very confusing. When the master started fighting with her, he was caught. But the master ran very fast, and Cui Mi didn't even see the other party's tail gas, let alone chasing him.

"Hey——"

He looked around while holding onto the driftwood.

After a while, several corpses floated to his side. The strange scene gave Cui Mi goosebumps: "Go, go, go!"

He pushed the corpses a little further away.

He held the driftwood with one hand, and with the other hand and legs, he paddled towards the battlefield. From time to time, corpses of both sides would appear along the way, most of which were from the Southwest Allied Forces. If he met a lucky person who was still alive, Cui Mi would pull out his dagger and stab him. He didn't want to be killed by an unknown person when he was weak.

After paddling for a while, he had little strength left.

He floated on the river and took a breath.

The cold river water made his limbs numb and stiff, and his reaction was much slower. He didn't even notice a small boat coming near him in the fog. When he realized it later, his head was shocked, and he tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, ready to fight to the death with the little bit of literary energy he had just recovered. The situation did not develop as he expected, and someone grabbed his collar.

A loud bang--

Then there was another thud.

Cui Mi's back hit the wooden board of the cabin.

He maintained a half-supported posture in a daze, and looked up at the person who saved him. It would have been better if he hadn't looked at him. Once he looked at him, he felt the heat running through his limbs, warming his cold hands and feet, and dyeing his cheeks red, as if even the air became hot.

The lifesaver had bright features and was extremely beautiful.

He was able to capture his mind with just one glance, and his head was dizzy.

Cui Mi barely managed to calm his mind, not caring about his wet and embarrassed appearance, and climbed up, bowing and saying, "My lord."

He had never met Shen Tang face to face, but in the future scenes he had predicted, this face was not unfamiliar to him. In addition to the future scenes, Cui Mi had also seen this face in paintings.

At first glance, he recognized that this was the real lord.

Shen Tang said helplessly, "I lost him."

The slap in the face came too quickly.

Just as he said that no one could take away his military merit, Qi Cang jumped out and snatched food from his mouth. The incarnation Wuyou's strength level is much lower than that of the original body, and he will suffer a loss if he goes head-on with Qi Cang, not to mention that Qi Cang is holding Mei Meng in his hand.

The civil and military joined forces, and it was expected that they would lose him.

Shen Tang's original body was dragged down by the battlefield and could not leave for a while. After telling Gong Xichou and others, she followed the memory of the location and the literary aura left by Cui Mi to find him. This battle has not really ended yet. There are always fatal dangers on the river. Cui Mi is drifting here alone. If he is unlucky, he will lose his life.

Cui Zhi, this fox, bets on both sides, secretly acquiesces to the existence of "Zhongli Fu", and maintains an ambiguous relationship with Kangguo. Cui Mi is a tacit "walking contract" between the two parties.

There is a good or bad "walking contract", Cui Zhi may overturn the table.

Just in case, Shen Tang came to pick him up in person.

Cui Mi struggled to twist his sleeves, turning them into two crumpled balls of dried plums. This was quite indecent, and Cui Mi could only flatten his sleeves with all his strength, leaving him in such a state of embarrassment: "If we can't catch up, it's still possible if we send the man named Gong Xiqiu."

"Why?"

"My lord, my fortune has not been very good recently, and everything I do will be bumpy and ups and downs." Because his fortune is too low, Mei Meng is destined to escape, and Qi Cang will also kill him at the most perfect time. The only good thing is that these bad lucks do not affect the general situation, otherwise the outcome of the battle with the Southwest Allies just now is really hard to say. If your luck is too low, it is easy for things to go wrong, and the battlefield is a place where fighter opportunities change rapidly. A slight mistake may lead to defeat. "Time is also fate."

So don't be too frustrated.

It's not the Lord's fault that he couldn't catch Mei Meng.

Shen Tang twitched the corners of his mouth and rubbed his brows as he had a headache.

"Yes, I almost forgot about Kang Jishou..."

When the way of being a scribe was not perfected in the Kang Dynasty, this guy still knew what it meant to be restrained and would not abuse his way of being a scribe unless it was absolutely necessary. Once the way of the scribe is perfected, this guy will completely drift away.

Not only Shen Tang but Gu Chi could hear Kang Shi's little plan.

Spending 10,000 luck this time?

Divided into thirty-six periods, each period is less than 300 points.

Spending 100,000 yuan on luck this time?

It is divided into sixty periods, and each period has less than 1,700 points.

As long as there are more installments, there will be less luck in repaying the loan in one installment, less luck in overdrafting, and the impact of bad luck will be smaller.

Such a small impact, just sprinkle it with water.

The more Kang Shi used it, the more excited he became, and the more he used it, the easier it became. He was as out of control as the floodgate that opened. If it weren't for the fact that this kind of installment did not charge interest, Shen Tang deeply doubted that he would even dare to use usury, and the interest would be compounded later, so why not completely sell his lord?

Cui Mi: "...Lord, don't be discouraged."

The overall situation is still beneficial to one's own side.

He had already seen the future of the southwestern Allied forces being defeated and retreating.

Naturally, Shen Tang would not lose her composure because of temporary gains and losses. Victory and defeat are common matters for military strategists, not to mention that she has not lost this battle yet. At most, the result is not as sweet as expected. Shen Tang slapped the water with the wind of his palm, and the boat streaked across the river like a sharp arrow.

There are still some loose ends to this battlefield that have yet to be cleaned up.

Because the two armies were fighting hand-to-hand combat on the water, it was difficult to distinguish between the enemy and ourselves. Under this situation, even a brave warrior with Gong Xiqiu's strength could not quickly expand his own victory. All he can do is clean up one by one. The amplification method will not work as he did before. The efficiency was too low. When Shen Tang came back, the shouting of killing didn't stop, but it didn't last long either.

All the soldiers looked tired, but their spirits were high.

"Thanks to the high priest for helping me this time."

Seeing Cui Mi's wet and pitiful appearance, Shen Tang luckily helped him dry his clothes. As soon as Cui Mi thanked him, a group of vines holding Jimo Qiu fell from the sky. As the great hero tonight, Shen Tang naturally would not ignore his presence: "Is there anything you want?"

Jimo Qiu put the wooden stick behind his waist: "It is my honor to be able to drive His Highness. How can I ask for credit? As long as the war goes well and His Highness can show his eyebrows, it will be the greatest gift."

He didn't ignore Cui Mi's probing and suspicious eyes.

Then he asked: "Who is this?"

Shen Tang introduced Jimo Qiu: "Erlang of the Cui family is also the right-hand man who has been in Qi State in the southwest for the past few years."

To put it simply, it is our own people.

Jimo Qiu greeted him as a greeting.

Perhaps it was intuition that he didn't like Cui Mi very much. I always feel that this husband, who seems to be a simple-looking man, is not simple behind his back.

Uncharacteristically, Cui Mi put his hand on the back of Jimo Qiu's hand and carefully rubbed the opponent's texture, his movements showing a bit of offense. Jimo Qiu suddenly retracted his hand and glared at Cui Mi angrily, as if he was looking at some scumbag. Shen Tang was also dumbfounded by Cui Mi.

A blatant tease? ? ?

Cui Zhi, do you know your son has this habit? ? ?

Cui Mi's eyes flashed with a bit of complexity, and more importantly, he was deeply puzzled and shaken, but he still had to explain: "It's not an offense, but my ability is special. When I first saw the high priest, I felt strange... I lost my temper for a moment, and... Please forgive me, high priest.”

He is young, what happened to him?

The lord called Jimo Qiu the high priest. He thought it was an official position in the state of Kang, so he also called him. Jimo Qiu was obviously not that easy to fool, and he was curious about what the other party meant by "special"!

"What are you curious about?"

Cui Mi said: "The future of the high priest is uncertain."

If the future would flicker with the Lord's side, Jimo Qiu's future would be blank. How can anyone have no future? Even if you die in your next breath, it should still be the scene of death!

Cui Mi probed further through touch.

As a result, Jimo Qiu misunderstood that he was teasing her.

Before Jimo Qiu could say anything, Gong Xiqiu, who came in a hurry, heard this and almost grabbed Cui Mi by the collar.

He asked in an evil voice, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

How could something happen to his elder brother?

If you dare to say another nonsense, I will tear this mouth apart.

In the end, Shen Tang rescued Cui Mi from Gong Xiqiu. Cui Mi was frightened, his eyes were round and wet, and he huddled behind Shen Tang, looking aggrieved and pitiful. This posture seemed to be afraid that Gong Xichou would go on a rampage and kill people, which made Gong Xichou unhappy.

"I didn't do anything, why do you look like you're being bullied?" Gong Xiqiu didn't like Cui Mi's pitiful and weak posture.

Cui Mi said: "I said the wrong thing."

He looked stubborn and beautiful, but the young man's figure looked thin when set off by Gong Xiqiu, which made me feel pity for him.

"My Lord, General Gongxi misunderstood me." Cui Mi sniffed pitifully. The Dan Mansion had been soaked in the river water for too long in a dry state. His hands and feet were weak and he thought he would get sick. "The special fate of the high priest is the most special I have ever seen in my life, so I can't help but speak out of turn."

It is not accurate to say that the future is uncertain. It should be that there is no future.

I don't know where this person came from?

"You are not good at learning, you didn't look carefully, and you are outspoken. What do you mean I misunderstood you?" Gongxi Chou looked at Cui Mi and felt more and more uncomfortable. He didn't have many reverse scales, and his brother and mother were the two most important ones. "For the sake of your Highness's face, I won't bother with you."

He said this, but he couldn't help but worry about this matter in his heart.

When the war came to an end, he had to ask clearly.

The incarnation Wuyou chased after her but still failed to catch up with her and returned empty-handed. When Qi Cang, who was chased by her, heard Mei Meng say that he was safe, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Finally got rid of her."

If he was entangled by the other party, it would be troublesome.

Qi Cang came to have fun, not to be a fun person.

The two hid in the steep valley near the river bank. The place was rugged and crisscrossed, and the waterway was connected, so it was relatively safe. But Mei Meng couldn't understand one thing: "Qi Yanqing, why did you come to save me this time?"

With Qi Cang's temper, if the Southwest Allied Forces were in an irreversible decline in this battle, he would definitely take advantage of the chaos to leave for safety.

Not only did he not leave, but he took the risk to save himself?

This is not the first time.

"Haha, do I need a reason to go crazy?" Qi Cang exuded a strong bloody smell, obviously infected from a battlefield. "If you want to save, save. If you don't want to save, don't save. Save or not save, what does it have to do with you, Mei Meng?"

Mei Meng tried to curl her lips, but accidentally pulled the wound.

She couldn't help but take a breath.

In the previous melee, even with the protection of guards, Mei Meng also suffered several external injuries. They were not fatal, but the wounds were large and bleeding.

As the literary flow, the stinging of the wound subsided.

Qi Cang came over with his arms around his chest, sat down beside Mei Meng, and said, "I want to look at another way."

"What way?"

Qi Cang answered the question irrelevantly and talked about something else: "Do you know? Zheng Qiao once had a senior brother, a fool senior brother who never left him and dreamed of pulling evil spirits out of hell. I think you are a bit like him."

"So?"

Mei Meng hadn't heard Qi Cang mention his old boss for a long time.

He suddenly mentioned it now. I'm afraid Qi Cang has found something that can make him excited and climax on the spot?

"Zheng Qiao is a born bad guy. He says he doesn't regret killing his senior brother, but judging from the location of the grave he arranged for himself, he regrets it a little. I just want to see what would happen if he didn't kill his senior brother!" Qi Cang looked at Mei Meng sarcastically, "The king and Zheng Qiao are actually very similar. They are both heartless, but the former can pretend, while the latter is disdainful. You are also very similar to that Yan An. You both like to go to extremes... I just want to see how you break up with your king. This battle is not going well, Jinghe, you'd better be careful not to become a scapegoat!"

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Today, Xiaomi APP notified me that the tire pressure was abnormal. I looked at it and found that there was a hexagonal screw on the tire. Woo woo woo.