Prosperous Concubine

Chapter 328 Seriously Injured Scumbag Man (1)
"I didn't buy it, I picked it up." Xiao Qingyu's voice was flat.

"You picked it up?" Mu Yutang was startled, he was so lucky to be able to pick up such a wonderful cat, "Where did you pick it up?"

"On the way to the hot spring villa, at that time, Benben was not yet full-term, a small ball fell on the side of the road, dying, so I took it back to raise it." It happened several months ago, Xiao Qingyu said lightly .

The kitten, which is less than one month old, is only the size of a palm. It must be seriously ill or something. It will be discarded when it is about to die, but it was picked up by Xiao Qingyu. It is really unpredictable to raise it so tough.

The sun rose higher and higher, shining on the body, the heat was unbearable, Mu Yutang frowned: "It's getting late, let's set off."

"Okay!" Xiao Qingyu said softly, and opened the curtain to make it easier for Mu Yutang to get in the car.

Seeing that Mu Yutang was about to turn around and walk towards Xiao Qingyu, An Mofeng narrowed his jade-like eyes slightly: "Yutang, Mr. Xiao wants to read books and drink tea quietly, why don't you sit in my carriage."

Xiao Qingyu is the black-bellied god of the Qinglong Kingdom, and he would definitely take advantage of her when he was in the carriage with the little wild cat. When the curtain was closed, he couldn't see what was going on in their carriage, so he prevented the little wild cat from getting into his carriage in advance to prevent trouble before it happened .

Mu Yutang's footsteps paused. She usually rides back and forth in Xiao Qingyu's carriage. The rosewood carriage is very comfortable. It's a long way to the border. She doesn't want to be bumpy, so she plans to ride in the same carriage with Xiao Qingyu. An Mofeng's carriage, she I've never been on a ride before, so I don't know if it's bumpy or not, but for the time being, she appreciates his kindness...

Xiao Qingyu didn't know what was going on in Mu Yutang's mind. Seeing her standing still, as if she was thinking about An Mofeng's proposal, Mo's brows slightly frowned: An Mofeng raised a wolf who was so clumsy as a pet, and drove a carriage , ready to distract Mu Yutang's attention from him, want to occupy Yutang's heart bit by bit?

Wishful thinking is good, but he won't let him get his wish!
Turning around, his tall figure was like a piece of light snow, and he came to Mu Yutang in the blink of an eye, took her little hand lightly, and strode towards the carriage: "It's getting hotter and hotter, and you'll get sunburned if you stand in the sun." Yes, hurry up and get in the car."

An Mofeng didn't expect that Xiao Qingyu would get off the carriage, and pulled him away without hesitation in front of his eyes. When he came back to his senses and wanted to stop him, Mu Yutang had already entered the carriage of the red sandalwood carriage, and Xiao Qingyu had also stepped onto the carriage , ready to put down the car curtain.

His martial arts are not as good as Xiao Qingyu's, and it is impossible to snatch him back from Xiao Qingyu's hands. Two clusters of anger are burning in his jade-like eyes, let him win this round for now, and when the little wild cat gets off the car again, he must invite her to sit in his own carriage .

The red sandalwood carriage slowly drove away from the spot, and galloped forward along the avenue. After seeing it, Clumsy, who was waving his claws, shook off Xiao Hui, screamed meow, and rushed onto the red sandalwood carriage with a 'swoosh' , it is going to the border, don't think about leaving it, as for the stinky wolf, there are plenty of time to learn.

"Wow!" Xiao Hui also let out a long cry, and jumped into An Mofeng's carriage after him. It won a tie with the stinky cat, and it was not a disgrace to its master. The wound on its body needs to be troubled by the master. Deal with deal with.

Su Changjing and He Liansheng are both well-known generals, deploying troops and fighting only between brothers. There is a battle at the border, and there is no winner or loser in a short time. Xiao Qingyu and Mu Yutang are not in a hurry. walking.

An Mofeng sat alone in the carriage, listening intently to the sound of chess pieces falling from the rosewood carriage, his face was gloomy. After leaving the capital, Yutang had been playing chess with Xiao Qingyu on the carriage, whether it was getting out of the carriage for dinner or not. , or staying in the hotel, Xiao Qingyu would always appear in front of Yutang before him, and he didn't even have the chance to invite Yutang to get on the carriage.

There was a slight tearing sound, and An Mofeng closed his eyes helplessly. Xiaohui and Benben fought all the way, and until now there was no winner. I really don't understand how Xiao Qingyu raised Benben That kind of weird cat, small in size and weak in body, can actually stand shoulder to shoulder with a ferocious wolf...

The breeze blew, and the gorgeous car curtains were raised. The sound of fierce weapon exchange and the roar of war horses reached his ears. An Mofeng suddenly opened his eyes. Melee?
With a flick of Bai Yu's finger, the curtain of the car was pulled aside, and her sharp eyes looked at the farthest distance.

Mu Yutang in the red sandalwood carriage also put down the chess pieces in her hand, raised the curtain, and looked in the direction of the fighting sound...

The horses roared, the iron hooves trampled on them, and the yellow sand was raised all over the sky. In the smoke and dust, the soldiers of the White Tiger Kingdom in black armor surrounded the soldiers of the Qinglong Kingdom, and fought fiercely. There were nearly a hundred White Tiger soldiers, while only a few Qinglong soldiers. 20 people, that is not fighting in melee, but encirclement, massacre.

A blue dragon soldier was stabbed by a spear, and the bloody red line drew a graceful arc in midair, splashing lightly on the yellow ground, the blood glaring.

Mu Yutang is an agent, she has long been used to big and small fights, and is used to death, but the fight with hot weapons is simple and neat, one shot kills, the wound is small, the body is intact, and not much blood is shed.

The battlefield in front of us is a fight with cold weapons. Spears and long swords go in white and come out red. Blood splashes and stains the ground. The smell comes with the wind, making people want to vomit.

The sound of fighting suddenly became fierce, and a major general of the Qinglong Kingdom brandished a silver spear, stabbed several White Tiger soldiers to death one after another, opened a gap, and shouted at the Qinglong soldiers behind him: "Go!"

Under the sun, the major general's face was stern, and his body was full of fear. It was Su Yixuan. He was wearing a silver helmet, and the armor was stained with blood. It was hard to tell whether it was his or the enemy's. Layers of blood flowed down the tip of the gun drop by drop and fell to the ground.

The Qinglong soldiers were overjoyed and rushed out in a swarm. Unexpectedly, the spears of the White Tiger soldiers came very fast, piercing their backs in the blink of an eye, blood spilled from the corner of their mouths, their bodies staggered and fell to the ground...

Seeing that the soldiers were all killed in battle, Su Yixuan clenched the black iron spear tightly with his big hand, his knuckles were white, and the veins on the back of his hand were protruding, his eyes were filled with pain and hatred, watching the white tiger soldiers swarming in like a tide Come on, he narrowed his sharp eyes sharply, weighed the pros and cons in his mind, and with his legs clamped, he rode his fast horse out of the tight encirclement.

Beside him, galloping was another major general of the Qinglong Kingdom who stood out from the encirclement, handsome and young, with proud eyes, it was Shen Mingyuan, and the two of them galloped rapidly on the yellow ground, setting off billowing smoke.

Behind them, the white tiger soldiers chased after them. Seeing that the distance between them was getting closer and closer, their eyes turned cold, and holding long swords, they flew towards Su Yixuan and Chen Mingyuan, vowing to kill them both.

Su Yixuan held a gun in one hand, rode his horse in the other, and galloped while fighting.

Chen Mingyuan beheaded the soldiers, looked at Su Yixuan frequently, his eyes flashed with emotions that others could not understand.

(End of this chapter)