bad, i'm a fool

Chapter 224
"Simeng people!"

Aodu almost gritted his teeth, growled bitterly, supported himself with difficulty, lifted his left leg kneeling on the ground, and forced himself into a half-kneeling position.

However, the teaching soldiers behind him obviously did not have such strength. Under the sound of weaving Luo that could not be blocked by the barrier of the monument, everyone collapsed to the ground in pain, rolling at least, and comatose at worst.

Tan Taiming didn't make any further concessions, since the Simeng soldiers and horses had already retreated far behind him, it was natural for him to personally take action to finish this place.

With a wave of his arms, he swooped forward for a while, the storm in the air rose again, and the strange and sharp Zhiluo sound stopped abruptly, followed by the cutting wind sound that symbolized destruction and slaughter.

"Get out!"

Aodu seized the momentary gap of the Weaving Voice, and he shouted angrily, and the light monument lit up again, blocking the invisible trampling and cutting for those instructors who had no way to resist.

"Tsk."

A trace of obvious displeasure and sullenness flashed across Tantai Ming's face, he folded his hands together, and the sharp noise that pierced the heart and lungs like hell and shadow pierced Odu's ears again.

"Pfft—!"

A mouthful of blood spewed out from Odu's throat again, but this time, there was no panic in Auduo's eyes.

The intensity of the attack is nothing more than that.

I can't see it.

As for the devil-like hiss that directly hit people's hearts, although there is no way to resist it, it obviously has many disadvantages - the voice does not distinguish between enemy and friend, even if he restrains himself, he still needs Tantai Ming to make up the knife himself.

And Tantai Ming's other actions are bound to interrupt this evil voice.

Having said that, Tantaiming switched back and forth between Zhiluo Zhiyin and the invisible and intangible attack again and again, and the distance between him and Aodu was also shortened time and time again.

For Aodu, as long as he misses defending once, he will face consequences that he cannot afford.

Continuously exposed to the attack of this sound, I still have no chance of winning.

The odds were against him.

"boom!"

Amidst the violent neighing, Aodu clenched his teeth, smashed the long hammer in his hand into the ground, stared at the other party with wide eyes, and recited brazenly in his mouth:

"Lord, in the name of temperance, I request the recitation of your proverbs!"

"Those who do not control their hearts are like a city without walls, and they will surely perish!"

A soaring pale light shot down on Otto's body like a pillar of burning flames, complex and precise runes fell layer by layer like a ring, and a stele full of thorns appeared on Otto's body made of light. behind.

"Ahhhh-!"

His roar became more and more forceful, more and more heart-piercing.

With the shout, Odu suddenly raised his hand, and the pale beam of light in the air suddenly exploded, bursting out with a deafening roar.

After that, like the ethereal and long cry after a violent explosion, it lingered in the air for a long time, and there seemed to be no more sound on the battlefield for a moment, like a scene where the mute button was pressed.

"crazy?"

Tan Taiming glanced at it strangely, and couldn't see what it was, but at this moment, the ears under Aodu's silver helmet were bleeding, and some of the teaching soldiers behind him stumbled to their feet, covering their hands in pain. own ears.

He used the explosion brought by the oracle to deafen himself and all the teaching soldiers behind him!
After realizing it, Tantai Ming laughed back angrily, and cursed: "Naive, you really think that you can escape catastrophe if you lose your ears!"

Unable to hear what he said, Aodu only concentrated on reciting silently, the giant hammer in his hand suddenly flashed a divine light, and suddenly raised the already long range by a lot, and the body of the hammer suddenly became a cross-shaped light halberd, The exaggerated length can almost sweep the entire battlefield.

Although people who lost their sense of hearing would still be affected by the Weaving Voice, the effect was obviously much weaker.

He swept the halberd in his hand behind him, and the instructor who was able to stand up immediately supported his unconscious comrade to retreat, Tan Taiming's eyes flashed coldly, and he raised his hand to attack again.

"retreat!"

Aodu shouted angrily on the ground, and then, in the eyes of Tantai Ming, the huge light halberd in his hand suddenly changed from small to large, and the whole person charged like a javelin being shot!

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The picture was blurry.

It's like being filled with gray mist, and it's hard to see clearly at once.

Han Dongwen, who had regained his consciousness in the palace, was in a hurry, holding the pearl in his hand, and asked repeatedly: "What about the back? How is the back?"

"Cough-cough-"

Jiang Keyin's uncontrollable light cough brought Han Dongwen back to his senses. He was taken aback for a moment, only to see that Jiang Keyin in front of him had turned pale, was covered in sweat, and was almost about to collapse.

"Ka Yin?"

He subconsciously put his hand around Jiang Keyin's weak and boneless body, and hurriedly helped her lean against his bed.

The two of them were watching the live broadcast of the frontier battle in Han Dongwen's bedroom, but as Jiang Keyin said, such spells consumed her a lot of energy, if it weren't for Han Dongwen, he really wanted to see how he would perform after ordering the general himself , it is rare to broadcast the battle situation for such a long time.

"Are you okay? I'll call the imperial doctor right away."

Jiang Keyin's face was a little vain, and after hearing Han Dongwen's urgent words, she just shook her head lightly and said, "No, no, the concubine just needs to go back to the palace to rest for a while..."

"You can rest here."

Han Dongwen interrupted what Jiang Keyin was saying, and stood up: "I'll ask someone to make some hot tea for you to drink."

He took a few steps to the door of the sleeping hall, a little annoyed that he was too careless, and didn't even notice that Jiang Keyin was about to overdraw.

"Come on."

Han Dongwen pushed open the door of the palace, and the maid immediately came up to him.

Just as he was about to ask someone to bring sencha, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw Jiang Keyin's two never-leaving maids standing motionless in the corner of the bedroom.

Presumably it was because Jiang Keyin was tired right now, so they just shut down?
If you want to employ people, wouldn't it be suspicious not to let them make tea on the spot in the bedroom?
The tea is always hot and delicious, it's really strange that there are other maids here to bring the tea.

Han Dongwen thought for a moment, and felt that Jiang Keyin could not be exposed so casually, so he changed his style of painting, and only asked the maids outside the palace to bring the silver dragon kettle and new tea into the palace.

The water and tea were delivered quickly, and Jiang Keyin managed to slow down a bit, and let the maid carry things from outside the hall and put them into the hall.

Han Dongwen sighed, and only told her to have a good rest. He rolled up his sleeves and started cooking water and straining tea.

Boil water, wash the tea, pour out the head soup.

Xiaohongdou made tea for him so many times, so she learned some tricks.

Jiang Keyin, who was lying on the dragon bed, seemed to have lost the sharpness and sharpness of the past, and only stared at the busy Han Dongwen. When he brought the quilt to her lips, he stretched his tired brows and smiled charmingly. road:
"Ke'er is really lucky today to have His Highness make tea himself."

Han Dongwen didn't look at her, only said:
"It's just making tea, you've worked hard today."

Jiang Keyin seemed to have regained a lot of vitality, and her charming demeanor stretched out again, her red lips parted slightly and said, "Your Highness guarded that little maid in the imperial physician's building the day before yesterday, but Ke'er is very envious, and today I can finally be loved by His Highness." Take care of her, Your Highness, don't blame Ke'er."

After hearing this, Han Dongwen heaved a long sigh and looked at Jiang Keyin.

He could see that Jiang Keyin was still exhausted, but he was just trying to hold on so as not to show his weakness.

He also understands that these jealous words are just a concubine's way to win favor. He has confronted Jiang Keyin many times, and he is already very familiar with this rose-like woman.

Han Dongwen shook his head with a smile, and took the small cup in her hand: "Take it for a while, as you said, if I have my own puppet, you won't have to work so hard, will you?"

Jiang Keyin was taken aback for a moment, and in the next second, Han Dongwen pushed her body down and lay down on the dragon bed.

"You are going to rest and recuperate in the bedroom today. I will ask the imperial dining room to bring you some supplements for dinner. Other than that, no one will disturb you."

Before Jiang Keyin recovered from her daze, her body was covered by the soft brocade quilt pulled over by Han Dongwen, and the sweat beads on her forehead were also wiped away by Han Dongwen with a silk handkerchief.

"Then... where is His Highness going?"

she asked a little numbly.

Showing Han Dongwen's vision was much more exhausting than she thought, and the unexpected energy consumption seemed to slow down her reaction.

She always likes to take a quick shot from others, but now she is not used to it.

Han Dongwen smiled slightly, raised his hand and gently touched Jiang Keyin's forehead with the back of his finger, and after confirming that he had no fever or hypothermia, he said, "Go out of the palace and find the puppet material you mentioned, you wait carefully I'm back."

(End of this chapter)