My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

When Diao Zun heard this, he did not take the person seriously. The trend of cultivating scholars was prevalent in the Central Plains. In his early years, he had also heard about it. He was good at talking and had treacherous language skills, which would make people fall into the trap without knowing it. The best way That is to say, never listen to one's own beliefs: "Fengyunbang has heard about the business, and everyone in the building has shared the discussion. It is still unclear whether he can take advantage of the situation and figure out the importance of the king's layout."

"General You Wang is one of the best in the matter of surprise attack on the camp, so how can he not be blind to the truth?" Rong Xian's fox eyes were slanted, and his eyes were empty, adding a bit of scorn, "Speaking of which... I'm here, little one His talent is shallow and not as brilliant as General You Wang's strategy. The garrison outside the tent is based on the Central Plains military art and incorporates the defense strategy of Northern Shu. They are strictly guarded in three and four layers, and the circle is wrapped around the location of the granary. It seems inconspicuous, but in fact it is full of dangers and murders. Invisibly, it can be seen that there are many things to ask for advice from General You Wang."

It was obviously a gesture of admiration, but when Diao Zun heard the thin sweat on his back slipping against his animal skin clothes, leaving an inconspicuous trace, his eyelids pressed a deep wrinkle when he raised his eyes. These words didn't sound right, he thought deeply. Feeling uncomfortable, he calmed down and said humbly: "It just so happens that we are lucky enough to see the top of the list, so that we can teach each other."

Rong Xian pursed his lips into a smile and counted the time. He raised his eyes carelessly and met Diao Zun's malicious gaze: "The Central Plains Shu Opera is just like the Right King General, but..."

His last voice was extended and slowed down: "This is the end of the story."

At the same time as he finished speaking, the cold wind suddenly poured into the air surrounding him. The curtain was raised, and a hand as white as jade came in. Immediately, the man who stooped into the tent raised his slightly drooped head, The blurry outline gradually became clearer, his hair was tied up in a high bun, and his posture was swaying. Diao Zun's expression was startled. There was no doubt that he was stunning!

Especially the woman's tall figure, her manners and manners were full of grace and elegance, and yet she was clean and tidy. But when she met those upturned eyes, the coldness in them actually climbed up to his tailbone for a moment, crawling towards him. The spine is scattered all over the limbs.

Diao Zun felt as if he was drowning in a cold pool. He murmured several times, but was suppressed by the coercion emanating from the woman in front of him and could not utter a sound. He grew up on horseback, and entered the military camp when he was a teenager. Northern Shu was in turmoil, and the surrounding tribes were no less aggressive in grabbing territory than in the Central Plains. He even took advantage of the tiger's mouth to seize the sixteen states in one fell swoop, which was considered a long time. After passing through the battlefield, at this moment, it was like meeting an old enemy.

The funny thing is... the other person looks like a little girl who has not yet reached her prime.

Before he could continue to ponder, the sound of fighting with weapons clashing suddenly came to his ears. The high braziers and stacked bonfires were all knocked to the ground. In an instant, the fire outside the camp soared into the sky. Diao Zun was shocked and stared. Round eyes, burning with anger: "You...!"

Rong Xian calmly put the red gauze covering her face on her arms, raised her hand suddenly, and placed her warm palm on the back of Wei Tuan's neck. He rubbed it slightly with his thumb, and then pinched her soft earlobe. He glanced at me nonchalantly and said, "Congratulations, General You Wang, for fulfilling your long-cherished wish and having a glimpse of the splendor."

"My lord has inherited the great ambitions of heaven, and is a descendant of a prodigy. He is even more graceful. Look at how honored the right king is... that he is speechless." As he spoke, Rong Xian raised his hands and held Wei Wan's cold ears, After finishing speaking, his palm returned to Yuli's neck and rubbed it until the white was stained with rouge. He said in a gentle and delicate tone, "Are you getting warmer?"

Bonfire gōu! gōu! ! gōu huǒ! ! ! Why do I always have the habit of typing when typing, and then I can't find the correct word at all, and I have to remind myself three times when I am typing.

Shu Opera and Sichuan Opera first came to prominence during the Three Kingdoms period.