Daily life of black skin cub's princess

54 Definitely Will - Under the Moonlit Night, Killing Now, Peace Returns to the Sea of ​​Fujian

In fact, what Wu Xun was worried about was nothing more than the chilling of the soldiers, who fought a battle so hard, but finally attributed all the credit to the Dragon God.But Wu Xun actually worried too much,? This battle is really hard for them.With dozens of casualties, they captured a strategically important area that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and wiped out all the Japanese pirates and captured them. In the end, even the commander was captured.

As for the theory of the dragon god, there are no longer a few people in the army who believe it.In addition to admiration,? There is another reason,? As a new recruit, he has made such a first effort. If he is not a little beyond ordinary people, it will appear that other soldiers are incompetent.

So under this dual effect, the theory of the dragon god became more and more intense,? When Wu Xun returned to the barracks at night, he saw many people pointing at him. He bowed his hands respectfully and said hello.

Wu Xun: "..."

After several unsuccessful attempts to justify,? Wu Xun remembered what Shen Yan said, and couldn't help feeling sweet and soft in his heart.

Walking all the way to Sui Zuozhou's camp, Wu Xun just wanted someone to inform him, when he pricked up his ears, he heard Lu Xun's voice—"Gu and General Wu will leave Mincheng in a few days. All entrusted to you."

Wu Xun rubbed his hands, stopped the left and right guards when they wanted to go in,? Forget it, he is still not in the mood to meet Lu Xun, especially when there are still outsiders around.Thinking about it this way, my ears started to burn again,? Especially tonight's moon is blocked by dark clouds, it really feels like I can't see my fingers.

Wu Xun wanted to say goodbye to Wang Xiang and the others, and when he had another glass of wine that he didn't drink, someone hurried over to meet Wu Xun.

It was An Yi who came, An Yi bowed and cupped his fists, and then whispered a word.

For this situation, Wu Xun didn't seem to be surprised. He just sighed, thought for a while and said, "I'll go with you."

"Over there, master..."

"He's talking about business with General Sui, so don't bother him with this matter."

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At the same time, near the prison, under the chaotic night, a small figure entered the prison, and he stopped in front of a prison: "It's really you."

"It's you?!" The person in the prison was surprised and delighted, and suddenly stepped forward and grasped the railing carefully to identify, his voice was a little choked, "I thought you were dead."

A long silence followed.

At this time, the prisoner realized that something was wrong: "Why are you here?" Then he seemed to have guessed something and stopped asking questions, and bewitched, "How about you let me out?"

The man shook his head without hesitation.

This seems to have greatly exceeded the expectations of the people in the prison: "I... I saved you."

The man didn't answer but asked instead: "Do you want to go back to Changle Island?"

"Of course, I went to Wuyu Island to assassinate Matsuura. Although Matsuura is not dead now, it is impossible to compete with the adults anymore. Now that my mission is completed, I will naturally go back." The voice was light and soft, still focused With a hoarse charm, the dark clouds cleared a little, and the moonlight shone on this person's face, it was Mrs. Zhizi.

"You take this." The visitor took out an oiled paper package from his pocket and stuffed it along the iron railing of the cell.

After Mrs. Zhizi caught it, she opened the oiled paper bag and was dumbfounded when she saw what was exposed in the oiled paper bag: "You gave me a steamed bun?"

"Ah."

Mrs. Zhizi didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Shouldn't you let me out?"

The man shook his head: "I'm leaving, I can still deliver steamed buns to you tomorrow."

Mrs. Zhizi: "..."

Seeing that the man really left, Mrs. Zhizi sighed, opened the steamed bun, and took a bite after confirming that there was really nothing inside.

Eating steamed buns is not a very pleasant thing, at least for Mrs. Zhizi.After taking two bites, Mrs. Zhizi lost interest, threw the steamed bun in her hand, and watched the steamed bun rolled out along the railing with a chattering sound.Mrs. Zhizi twitched the corners of her mouth, and after a while, two mice creaked out and wanted to take the steamed bread.

After moving the head away, Mrs. Zhizi felt a pang of remorse inexplicably.

Although she's not hungry now, it's good to keep the steamed buns, what if she can't get out tomorrow, Dayu's soldiers won't give her food again?

Mrs. Zhizi felt a little regretful.

She didn't know whether it was a psychological effect or something, but when she saw that the two mice couldn't move the steamed buns and began to gnaw on them, she felt inexplicably hungry.

Gritting her teeth, she pulled out one of her hairpins. It looked like a piece of bamboo, but when Mrs. Zhizi touched the end to her vermilion lips, a crisp flute sound came out.

Mrs. Zhizi licked her lips, she rubbed her stomach that suddenly gurgled, she didn't want to stay here anymore.

After a series of long and short flute sounds, Mrs. Zhizi inserted the hairpin back into her hair, and straightened her hair with both hands.Looking at the soldiers who came after hearing the news, their almond eyes looked extraordinarily innocent.

The soldier scratched his head, but he didn't find any changes. Just when he was about to ask a few questions, Mrs. Zhizi preemptively said: "My good brother, the night is long, are you willing to leave this concubine alone?"

The soldier shivered, and hurried away. Until Mrs. Zhizi hummed a Japanese tune, she didn't dare to come any closer.

And the man who delivered the steamed buns had just walked under the wall, and when he wanted to climb over the wall, he found a dark-skinned boy sitting on the top of the wall. There was a long scar at the corner of his eye. The scarred boy sneered He said: "I thought I was wrong, but I didn't expect it to be you? Why? You didn't die in the sea?"

The man who delivered the steamed buns had a cold look in his eyes: "Go away."

"Where are you going?" The scarred boy grinned, "Go to Youyun Inn? I've been here for a few days and I've been eyeing you for a long time. Are you not afraid that I will tell your master about your identity?"

"They are not my masters." They are benefactors. At this moment, the moonlight is just shining on the face of the boy with steamed buns, and it looks like a stone.

"No matter who it is, if I reveal your identity anyway, you will be abandoned again." The boy with the scar drew a long tone and said maliciously, "How? Why don't we make a deal."

The word "abandoned" obviously irritated Shi Shi, his fists were clenched tightly, and the hatred on his face was almost gushing out.

"Huh? How is it?" The scar boy was quite proud. He touched his scar with his thumb and smiled, "You help me rescue my wife, and I will help you keep this secret so that you can feel at ease." Be one of their dogs."

"You're not allowed to say that about them!" Stone jumped up onto the stack of houses, and hit the scarred boy's scarred eye with his fist.

The boy with the scar was caught off guard and fell back to the ground. He stood up and gave a fierce mouthful: "It seems that you deserve a beating." After saying that, he rushed towards the stone.

The two wrestled together like this, and after looking at it, they found that there was an excessive disparity in their statures. The height of the stone only reached the boy's shoulders.

With such a height gap, Shi Shi didn't know martial arts, and he only learned the Zama step now.But no matter how stable the chassis is, it cannot withstand the blows of others.So, after a cup of tea, the scar boy pressed down on the side of the stone, and the hands of the stone were cut behind his back by the scar boy.After the scar boy pressed the stone with his arm, he freed up a hand and gave the stone a big mouth from behind.

"Huh? Don't accept it? Hit me again?" The scar boy sneered, "If you don't do what I say, I'll stab you to death right now." A machete was pinned to his waist.

"You want to know how to save her?" Shi Shi pondered for a moment, "I can tell you."

"Oh?" The scarred boy narrowed his eyes in doubt.

"I can tell you where the keys are and when the shift is changed..." Stone's voice became smaller and smaller, the scar boy leaned his head to hear clearly, and the stone suddenly quenched a mouthful of blood on his face , there is still a tooth in the blood, which was just knocked out: "Damn! You don't even deserve to mention them!"

Then the stone took advantage of the scar boy's eyes covered with blood and saliva, leaned back his neck forcefully, and smashed his head to the scar boy with the greatest force.The scarred boy was stunned, and sat on the ground with his hands loose. The violent impact made his eyes stare.Shi Shi took advantage of this moment to quickly turn around and fight back, mercilessly merciless with every punch.

Of course, they may not have any affection at all.

During the scuffle, Stone pulled out the scimitar from the scarred boy's waist.

The boy's eyes widened. When he saw the sharp blade shining with cold light, his voice trembled: "You, you won't."

"Why not? Everyone like you can be punished." Stone's voice was cold, even colder than the blade.

"You..." The boy with the scar was about to cry, "You have already given steamed buns to Madam, can't you remember our old love?"

"She saved me, so I gave her steamed buns. She is from Dongying, so I can't let her go. And you are from Dayu, but you gave your life to Japanese pirates. What face do you think you have to survive?" said Well, the stone will start.

With the tip of the knife in front of his eyes, the boy with the scar shuddered, and his pants became wet: "You can't kill me! If I die, those who came with me will definitely tell those who are you who you are..." He was mean and wanted to add some modifiers, but when he thought of how he was treated just now, he swallowed it back in an instant, and just said, "Those people."

"Whatever you want." Shito said coldly, "If you don't tell me, I will say it anyway. They are kind to me, and I can't lie to them. If they don't want to keep me, I will ask them to repay their kindness when I grow up."

After finishing speaking, the stone no longer hesitated and raised his hand high, trying to pierce it down with all his strength.

The scarred boy closed his eyes in despair.

At this moment, a voice stopped the bloody murder that was about to happen: "Stone, such a person is not worth getting his hands dirty. I will wrap them in a handkerchief for you."

Shi Shi was stunned, the voice seemed to drag him out of the boundless purgatory, the past scenes that flashed before his eyes like a revolving lantern, which made him hate to the bone, seemed to be gently blown away by the wind at this moment. Blown away.

He looked down at the scarred boy, who was still someone he hated, who had bullied him and insulted him, but at this moment his hand suddenly couldn't go on.

It was Wu Xun who spoke. He came out from nowhere, went to the stone and squatted down, wiped the corner of the stone's mouth with a white handkerchief in his hand, and carefully wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"Master..."

Wu Xun smiled: "Everyone says you don't need to call me Young Master, if you really don't know how to call me, why don't you call me Brother Wu?"

Shitou's eyes became hot, and he quickly lowered his head, fearing that Wu Xun would see the tears in the corners of his eyes.

"Wu, Brother Wu."

"Isn't that good?" Wu Xun looked at the scimitar in his hand, "Do you want to go to the northwest with us?"

"Go, go to the northwest?" Shito suddenly raised his head, "I want to, but the master said..."

"I know, I'll go and tell them." Wu Xun said with a smile, "The northwest is more exciting than the capital city. It has the widest desert, the wildest horses, and the fiercest burning knives." Yu Sheng secretly rejoiced at the scarred boy, "What's the point of killing such a wimp? Brother Ang will take you to kill Turkic people."

Of course, it is also good, there is the most reluctant small yard, the most comfortable bed, the sweetest candied haws, and of course the sweetest person.Of course, there is no need to talk to Shitou about these things, Wu Xun made up his mind to abduct this child to the northwest with a smile.Not for anything else, just because blocking is worse than sparse, the hatred left in his body and heart must have an outlet to vent out, right?

Stone stood up, looked at the knife in his hand, and inserted the knife back into the scabbard.

The boy with the scar quickly turned over and almost crawled away.

Shi Shi looked at his back, then looked up at Wu Xun: "Aren't you chasing him?"

"Hush." ​​Wu Xun put his finger on his lips with a smile, and said mysteriously, "This is called fishing for big fish with a long line, so you secretly followed."

Stone suddenly realized.

The two walked for a short distance, but Shitou couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Ang, I didn't mean to lie to you, I was just afraid..." I was afraid of being rejected, but just now when I saw the scarred boy Shitou suddenly understood that there is no one in the world. The airy wall, rather than being threatened by others, it is better to confess on your own initiative.At least, in this case, I am not lying.

Wu Xun shook his finger: "The premise of deceiving people is that we believed your story." The story Shitou told was too simple to explain so many old wounds on his body, but this did not prevent it from being a thought.

Simple and pure child.

Stone was stunned.

Wu Xun laughed and said: "Just kidding, if you have anything to say, go back and talk to your two grandpas, your two grandpas will love people, and there are many people who have experienced many things. If you can't figure it out, they may be able to help you figure it out. Even if you feel that you can't say it, you can tell them. Regardless of their temper and amiability, they come here when they are young. And you just said As for the matter on Changle Island, just tell your little brother, and you have made a great contribution, how about it?"

Stone nodded emphatically.

The shadows, one big and one small, were dragged very long by Yueniang.

The wind blew away the dark clouds, and it also blew away the Minhai that had been shrouded in fear for a long time.

The old fisherman who was weaving a fishing net looked up at the sky, smiled and said to his grandson who was practicing kung fu, "I will catch a lot of fish tomorrow when I go to sea."

The young man practicing kung fu nodded and punched the sea.

Yes, it will.

——Southeast Pingkou·End——

The author has something to say: the thread buried in the stone has finally been pulled out, and I am not willing to make a heavy hand. The cute child should be happy~

Tomorrow we will go to the northwest~

The story of Mincheng is still a bit small and will be closed tomorrow, but I want to stop at this position~kimbo~

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感谢在2021-02-21?23:52:21~2021-02-22?23:57:54期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thank you to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: Linglong Sezian Red Bean? 2 bottles; Bai Zeyan? 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!