The happy life of the devil and the devil

Ever since Ling Yucheng didn't go back to Qingzhou, it seems that the harem has become colorful all of a sudden.

Yuan Shao walked slowly along the path between the palace walls.After walking a few steps, the thin orchestral sound and the beautiful and melodious singing sounded from the left hand side. The sound was bright and round, wide and stretched, revealing an unrestrained and unrestrained flavor. The horse gallops down, and the whole body and mind are stretched out.

The singer was presented by King Xi...it seems to be his niece?Yuan Shao tried his best to recall.Thankfully, among the group of girls sent by King Xi, there was no girl who toasted Ling Yucheng last time. It is said that they were married off by Speed ​​after they came back from beating swans.This means that every time I see someone, I think that the one she likes is actually Ling Yucheng. Is he enjoying beautiful women or looking for anger?

Even if Ling Yucheng didn't look at that girl at all, it wouldn't work!

——Then again, can those women show more tricks in flattering and inviting pets?Didn't he make that girl a...beauty?Your Excellency?In short, I randomly selected a title at that time, and then stayed for a few more nights.As a result, the three or four palaces are full of singing songs every day. It's okay to sing well, but it's really good to sing out of tune or hang your voice when you get up early in the morning...

Crying and howling are not enough to describe.

He was so annoyed that he even changed his visit to the harem into the imperial garden.Then, no matter whether it is sunny or cloudy, wherever you go, you can see a piece of pink, white, goose, yellow, peach, red, willow and green skirts winding around among the flowers and trees. If you walk a few more steps, there must be a woman who is very special to him Specially "coincidentally".

Once or twice is a surprise, the number of times is too many... Either order everyone not to enter the imperial garden, or he should go out of the city for a horse race.

Those women?In addition to being able to enjoy it when he was in bed, it was to put on makeup every day, act coquettishly and compete for favor, care about how many clothes and jewelry he rewarded, and who spent the night with.I want to chat with them. When I talk about Dayu, I know that I am in the south. When I talk about the camp in Northern Xinjiang, I think I am in the north...

The eight characters of detestable appearance and tasteless speech were originally set up for women in the palace.

——When will Ling Yucheng come back?Staying here and pampering concubines every day makes everyone feel that the queen has fallen out of favor and he is driven to fiefdom. Is it easy for him?

Damn Dayu, can he march faster!

When Yuan Shao complained secretly, Ling Yucheng was just passing by with death.

By the time they returned the confession and returned to Qingzhou in anger, they had already arrived at a place only one day away from Kyoto.This kind of long-distance running at full speed for more than ten consecutive days consumes a lot of manpower and horsepower. Therefore, when they finally return to the vicinity of Qingzhou and see that they will be able to step into the territory in half a day, even the hard-working guards around Ling Yucheng will be exhausted. Can't help showing a relaxed smile.

The accident started from that moment.

It was July, and the summer crops had already begun to bloom. Along the way, you could see heavy golden waves of wheat as far as you could see.There was also a long queue of carts for the villagers to enter the city to hand over and sell grain. Even their armored cavalry team sometimes could only meander through the piled up grain carts.

When the first grain truck overturned, Ling Yucheng just instinctively reined in the horse.In order to hurry, they chose to go around the city. The road connecting the county town and the county town was not wide. One side was walking a grain cart, and the other side could only accommodate a horse.As soon as the vehicle was overturned, there were piles of grain bales lying in the middle of the road, and there were only three guards in front of Ling Yucheng who were not separated.

The grain trucks stopped one after another, and the farmers behind them rushed forward to help while cursing.Ling Yucheng watched these ragged and sweaty farmers pass by him, he reined in his horse to avoid it, and at the same time, he was careful not to let the horse's hooves step on the farmland. The grain cart swayed and pressed down on him!

The situation in which the car fell was quite different from just now. As it tilted, the ropes binding the grain bales broke, and the grain bales, which were at least one hundred catties a bag, tumbled and smashed down.At this moment, no longer caring about trampling the fields, the reins of the horse around Ling Yucheng flashed to the left, and the moment the horse's front hooves touched the soft cultivated land, a sharp knife light suddenly flashed from the corner of his eyes!

"My lord, be careful!" The two guards bestowed by Yuan Shao shouted and rushed over, and Ling Yucheng's close guards also urged their horses to charge up. Yucheng had difficulty breathing.When there was no time left, he leaned violently to the left, and rolled down as if falling off a horse. At the same time, he wiped his right hand around his waist, and the cold light came out of the sheath, and he rolled on the spot. Just got it right!

At the same time, amidst the whistling sound, the beloved horse he brought here from the camp in northern Xinjiang neighed in pain, and fell down in the direction where he rolled.

When the swords and swords collided, the chopping power of the steel knife was heavy, but it had a strange flexibility. It trembled dozens of times in an instant, and the long sword in the palm was almost shaken out of hand.Ling Yucheng suffocated his breath, and the internal force attacked all the way along the meridian of the arm. In an instant, the internal organs were churning, and a mouthful of blood was almost spurted out!

The person who comes here must be a first-class master in the martial arts world--if it was a year ago, he would have been seriously injured by this move--

It's a pity, he is no longer Ling Yucheng from a year ago!

Over the past year, Yuan Shao has been feeding moves day after day without interruption, a set of martial arts tailored for him to practice, how can it be taken lightly?

Taking a deep breath, the internal force automatically rushes through the meridians, coping with the internal force invading the meridians with ease, and the arm has already turned and raised, releasing the dark energy carried by the opponent's knife, and wiped upwards against the blade.When someone withdrew his knife and changed his move, Ling Yucheng rolled to the ground and flew up while rolling on the spot, the toe of the military boot wrapped in steel leather kicked the assassin's wrist holding the knife!

The steel knife swung far away, the assassin let out a low cry of pain, and at this moment the heavy body of the war horse hit the ground.Amidst the smoke and dust, Ling Yucheng glanced out of the corner of his eye, and the two personal guards that Yuan Shao gave him were roaring and rushing towards him, and a little farther away, blood had already sprayed out a small rainbow in the middle of the narrow road.

His guards who are accustomed to fighting on the battlefield, when it comes to close combat, how can they be the opponents of the high-spirited Jianghu people?

With just one glance, the assassin with a knife loomed in front of him again.Ling Yucheng fought with the newcomer with a high level of spirit, fighting with swords and swords, relying on his rich experience in fighting masters like Yuan Shao, and wearing armor on his body, he fought with great vigor.It wasn't until two personal guards rushed to his side, one stepped forward to meet the enemy, and the other stood beside him with a knife on guard, that Ling Yucheng heaved a sigh of relief and took the gun from the guard who drove his horse around from afar, He stared intently at the two tumbling and wrestling together, waiting for an opportunity.

"A master fights, even if you're entangled and it's inconvenient for you to shoot arrows, staring at him from the outer circle can distract him—" During those hundreds of nights, Yuan Shao also sent guards to come in, and Zhang Manao took the arrow. He waited around with his bow and arrows, and then slowly accompanied him to make a move.The recruited guards had even held water ladles, sand, and gongs...everything was used to give him a little more strength to protect himself when facing assassins.

His Majesty……

□□Cleave the wind, blood bursts out.

After a cup of tea, everything is settled.

The guards, who were divided into three sections by the fallen grain cart, recovered from the shock. The inner circle held swords and guns at the same time, fighting in formation; the outer circle came on horseback, firing arrows and crossbows.Coupled with two second-rate peaks and first-rate bottom-ups, masters who specialize in golden bells and iron shirts entangled the incoming assassins, and after a while, Ling Yucheng's guards paid half the price of casualties and captured and killed all four assassins.

Ling Yucheng set foot on the blood-soaked road again.

Three of the four assassins were dead on the ground, and the last one, the thigh that was stabbing at Ling Yucheng with a knife, was pierced by the gun, and there was another iron sand palm on his chest. He was lying there dying, and he seemed to be dead .The farmers transporting grain by the roadside were scolded and driven off the road, and knelt down tremblingly, waiting for the guards, who were filled with grief and anger for losing their comrades, to search and interrogate one by one.And his guard—

There was a continuous sound of ripping silk, Ling Yucheng turned his head, and the team leader Wu Dazheng was tearing his robe with trembling hands, covering the wound of a broken arm for one of his wounded subordinates. He could only continue tearing in a hurry.Going a little further, Xiao Ran's hands were covered with blood, and he knelt beside his captain, trying his best to stuff the outflowing intestines back into the old soldier's stomach, but he couldn't manage more wounds that were bleeding.go on...

And more guards just silently tested the breathing of their fellow robes, and then covered their eyes that would never be opened again with a complete skirt or corner of the robe.

The casualties in every war are ten times and a hundred times more tragic than this.A man who licks blood at the edge of a knife and fights for his life on the battlefield will not be shaken in the slightest by such a scene of death and injury.

however……

Slowly lowering his head and inspecting the assassins who died in the local area one by one, Ling Yucheng's face became condensed.

Among the assassins, he recognized two of them.

Qingfeng Sword Chen Liuru.The second priest of Mingyue Villa used to have a banquet with this person when he was a lieutenant general in the Northern Xinjiang camp.

Yuan Feng, a little ape, is good at tricks and hidden weapons.He was once invited by him to help improve several siege equipment, and he also went out with the team several times to assassinate enemy generals when the battle was difficult.It was obviously this person who shot a few guns at him just now, but was blocked by his beloved horse.

Even, the assassin who was attacking him with a knife was clearly following the path of Xia Yan, the martial arts leader of the Southern Dynasties in the past, the reincarnation knife Xia Yan - because Xia Yan once tried to assassinate Yuan Shao in the rebellion, and Yuan Shao's attack on the Xia family I have a deep impression on the sword skills, and I also imitated this school of sword moves when I fed him moves...

So, are you guys here to kill me?

Ling Yucheng stood up straight instinctively, and looked up at the far south, which was still invisible to the best of his eyes.

well...

"Lord be careful!"

The arrows screamed horribly.

Before feeling the pain, his body was already flying into the air like a heavy hammer.

The author has something to say: Sorry for not updating the article yesterday...

My parents came back from a trip and showed me a night of photos...