Mei Gongqing

Chen Yong slowly crossed his head.

With her head so sidelined, she looked at this man with a smile and smile, causing her to lose consciousness. Chen Cheng's face was bright and exciting.

She looked at him and didn't say anything, so she turned her head and pushed the door away.

She stepped down the steps step by step.

Wang Hong lowered his head and looked at her straight back beam. He looked at the white clothes stained with bloody spots.

The screams of the two earlier had already spooked the guards in the house. At this moment, dozens of armed and armed guards rushed in. They were just about to call. At first sight, Wang Hong stood at the door of the bamboo building. His heart was steady and he stopped talking.

In the blink of an eye, dozens of eyes stared at Chen Zheng.

They stared at Chen Yong and stared at the long sword of blood in her hand.

After a while, they looked at Wang Hong.

At this moment, Chen Rong had walked down the stairs.

She stood looking at the courtyard and blocked the way to a sturdy Royal Guard. The corner of his mouth flashed and a shallow smile.

Then he stopped and looked back at Wang Hong. Chen's eyes were like water. He smiled and didn't laugh. His red swollen cherry lips were softened.

She looked at him and said, "Qilong, are you trying to keep me? ”

In the sun, her clothes were white and her bloody sword was red.

When Wang Hong looked at her, an escort stepped forward. He arched his hands towards Wang Hong and asked out loud: “Lang Jun, did this woman kill anyone? ”

Wang Hong did not speak, and he still stared at Chen Yong with complicated eyes.

Then he stared at her, and she looked back at him with a smile.

After a long time, Wang Hong waved.

As he made this gesture, the guards withdrew at the same time, turning their eyes and clearing the courtyard again.

When he saw the people retreating, Chen Rong turned his head and walked forward. At this moment, whether she turns her head or walks forward, she is so determined, so unhesitant.

Staring at the white Qian Shadow, Wang Hong's hands held tight to the railing made of bamboo. He called again: “Ayung? ”

His voice was not small, but the white Qian shadow did not stop at all. She was just holding the sword like this and walking out one step at a time.

Every step you take leaves a few drops of blood on the ground. The bright, bright bloodstain was astonishing.

Wang Hong spoke softly and dumbfounded. “Ahrong, come back..." he called softly. You have nowhere to go. ”

His voice was blown into the wind, like a fallen leaf, and his eyes were rolled up, and no trace was left in the heavens and the earth.

Chen Yong didn't look back. Not only did she not turn back, she did not even pause.

Step by step, she walked away and disappeared into his sight, step by step, until she was no longer visible.

I don't know how long it's been since a horseshoe sounded.

Turning his eyes, a knight bowed down his horse and lowered his head toward the bamboo floor. Wang Hong Archer, who was immobile, said: "Lang Jun, the Nanyang King has 100,000 urgent matters to discuss with you. ”

The knight's voice had just fallen, and yet another rush of horseshoes was heard. Then another knight rushed in, and he shouted to Wang Hong: "Lang Jun, the Hu have formed a formation outside the city. ”

Wang Hong raised his head.

"Get the car ready," he said warmly. ”

“Yes.”

Turn around and the carriage is ready.

However, Wang Hong did not move. He kept his head down and let the cold wind roll up his ink hair. Let his clothes hunt in the wind.

One of the guards hesitated to call out: "Lang Jun? ”

His cry woke Wang Hong, causing him to raise his head.

He greeted the guard, but somehow, his clear, distant and gentle eyes seemed a little empty at the moment.

He looked behind the guard and said softly, "Somebody. ”

Several guards answered, arching their hands: "Yes. ”

Wang Hong held onto the railing, his handsome face dripping slightly, a strand of hair floating in front of his eyes, and he said quietly: “Go, stare at Chen's Ayung... Protect her!”

Several guards chanted their word and turned around and left.

Until they had gone far, Wang Hong slowly loosened the railing. He said softly: "Bury the people inside. ”

“Yes.”

The two guards glanced at each other and walked up.

They pushed the door open and entered the attic.

A moment later, a man arched his hand and asked, "Lang Jun, why are these two buried? ”

Wang Hong lowered his head and slowly walked down. He did not go back and said softly: “If you are a bully, you can kill him! Throw it out. ”

As soon as that was said, the guards exchanged their eyes again.

They also followed Wang Hong for many years. They knew that these two sons were elderly people who had served Wang Hong for many years. Such are they who have no merit, nor are they hard-working. The common sense is that they have done great wrong, they are all dead, and the owners should forgive them somehow... Now Lang Jun's words are light, but for such domestic servants, how can their parents and brothers stay in the royal family?

Though sympathetic, no one will question the guards. They bowed their heads and said, "Yes. ”

Among the promises, Wang Hong's words have been recorded and ready to be passed on to Langhuang. At the same time, another servant who was ready to go up and ask the questions also withdrew. He was prepared to ask the reason, but Wang Hong once said this, he put a coffin on the matter. So how they died, by whom they were killed, and there was no need to pursue them.

Shortly afterwards, carrying Wang Hong's carriage, he rushed out of Zhuangzi.

The carriage just walked to Nanyang Street, outside was the drum rush, this "knock knock knock knock knock knock” dull compact drum, causing the people in the street to start rushing, panic crowded.

Wang Hong's carriage is faster. The driver lifted his whip and shouted.

In the blink of an eye, Wang Hong came to the North Gate.

Saw him come over, 5,000 royal guards, brushing his trite to salute.

Wang Hong's eyes didn't lift either. He walked toward the city wall with no expression on his face.

Shortly after, he came to the city wall.

On the walls of the city, there were dozens of taxi doctors standing, these men with wide sleeves. When Wang Hong walked in, he greeted him one step ahead. "Qilong, you're too late. ”

After laughing, he stayed. "What happened? Why did you put your face up? ”

Wang Hong glanced at him without turning back. He walked to the city wall, holding the brick and looking down.

Under the city gate, 20,000 horsepowers lined up neatly, flying the flag.

Looking at them, Wang Hong asked softly: "Any news? ”

He asked, seeing him, and standing behind him, on the left, was a clerk.

The clerk nodded and whispered: “Murong adhered to the four gates of the city, east, south and north, with soldiers. But Ishiro runs the North Gate the most. General Wan means that Lang Jun attacked Hu people from the North City, took control of Hu people's main power, and then made breakthroughs at Simon, South Gate, East Gate at the same time. Lang Jun only needs to do this well, deal with Murong Zhong, leave it to him. ”

Speaking of this, the clerk continued: “General Wan also said that if Lang Jun can't afford his own son, he can use the people of King Nanyang to replace him. He said that Murong's siege of Nanyang City was so great that he had to bleed anyway? ”

Speaking of which, the clerk grinned. Min made it clear that he could easily drive Murong away and would not do so. All he had to do was show up at the last minute and save Nanyang City.

Wang Hongzi's corner was slightly raised and replied softly: “That's it. ”

He said here and ordered, “You can preach now, and say," I have ordered Nanyang to turn away everything, so that our people don't have to move. "”

The clerk frowned and said in a bit of a hurry: "Lang Jun, I really don't understand. Why are you hiding from Murong when you clearly have the ability to deal with him? Lang Jun, you will disappoint the owner. ”

His voice dropped and Wang Hong glanced at him.

He had a faint look, but the clerk lowered his head anxiously.

Wang Hong looked away and said slowly: “This time, I can pretend not to hear it. ”

A few cold sweats infiltrated the clerk's forehead, and he bowed his head and said, "Yes. ”

The clock is ticking.

Turn around, it's past noon. At the end of the day, a rush of drums suddenly arrived.

On the walls of the city, in the drums again and again, a team of fully armored taxis stood neatly at the North Gate. Although they are all wearing armor, the style and colour of the armor clearly belong to different families.

Wang Hong stood on the walls of the city, looked down at these people for a long time, then turned his head. He glanced at the humble, mountainous stallion outside the city. He waved his right hand and drank softly: “Attack! ”

Almost his voice had just fallen, and a loud drum shouted on the walls of the city.

This drum is the drum of attack, the drum of killing!

Drums together, gates open!

In the roaring sound of horseshoes, the crowd rides like smoke and rushes out!

Almost suddenly, the taxi doctors standing on the wall were shocked, and someone yelled, “Well, who is that? ”

In the shouting, the noise mixes in the drums, the shouting kills.

Wang Hong, who was telling his staff something, raised his head in the noise.

He turned his head and whispered.

At one glance, his handsome face was white. Wang Honghong hurriedly rushed up a few steps. He held onto the wall and drank suddenly: “Come back! ”

His voice was hoarse and he was already drinking with all his strength, “Chen Shi Ayung, come back here...”

His drunkenness was not in the drums, nor in the shouts, nor in the slaughter.

No one heard him but the ones standing beside him.

All the cabbies, all the cabbies, are looking at that man.

This is a figure of snow in white, with a long whip in her hand, riding a tall horse, rushing to stroke like smoke.

She rode too fast and turned around and rushed to the front of the cadets.

In the blink of an eye, she rides one by one, and she's out of the queue!

In the sun, her broad white robe roared in the wind, and her inky hair floated... Anyone can see at a glance that her robe has no inner armor!

During the Great War, one of the two armies was so unarmed that a woman rushed out...

Gradually, the noise stopped.

Everyone looked at the white figure in the dust rolling, not knowing how long later, the sigh of a taxi doctor came out, “The country is unsecured, even women dare to kill! Who can say I didn't get hot steel?” (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, and support authentic reading!)