After the first fool

Chapter 233 Assassination?

Occasionally, a breeze would come in from outside the tent, blowing the hanging curtain, flying up and down, and the cold wind whistling in from the outside, Mo Xiaoran turned her back to the curtain, and the blue silk fanned her back casually, sleeping soundly .

That figure quickly rushed into the camp. Under the black night clothes, his body was extremely muscular and tall. The face scarf covered half of his face, revealing only a pair of cold eyes, reflecting the thin figure of a woman on the bed.

The air seemed to freeze, only her long breathing was still going on.

When the man in black walked to the edge of the bed, he was about to stretch out his hand to touch Mo Xiaoran's acupuncture points, when she suddenly jumped up in the air, a carp stood up, grabbed the hand with one move, and attacked the man's throat.

not good!

The man in black groaned in his heart, and wanted to back out sideways. Mo Xiaoran sneered and stood under the bed, watching him leave the camp in a hurry, with an extremely calm expression, as if he had a plan in mind.

When the man in black opened the tent and was about to fly away, the originally pitch-black barracks was suddenly lit up brightly by countless torches!

The red torch illuminated half of the face of the man in black, which was exposed to the outside, and his long and narrow eyes were very familiar to many people, especially Qingfeng who often followed Bai Qingluo. Wei, almost instantly recognized the identity of the visitor!

The mighty soldiers stood quietly around the camp, forming a siege. Suddenly, the crowd parted from the rear to the two sides, leaving a small path. Bai Qingluo was dressed in black robes and had a cold face. The three of them walked out of the crowd with their hands behind their backs, their natural nobility was unmistakable, their deep eyes reflected the figure of the man in black, their thin lips slightly raised, "Long time no see, Emperor Xuanyuan."

The man in black raised his head to the sky and screamed, his exposed eyes bent into two crescent moons, he pulled off the black scarf underneath, revealing that delicate face like an evildoer, his dark brown eyes, under the torch, almost It was almost dark, the laughter suddenly stopped, his eyes were dark, and he looked at Bai Qingluo: "You knew that Gu would come tonight?"

"How could it be?" Bai Qingluo was surprised, "This king is not a roundworm in Emperor Xuanyuan's stomach, how could he know your thoughts."

"Pfft." Qingfeng behind covered his mouth and let out a cheerful laugh. The master's bad temper is really pissed off.

"Hmph, didn't you prepare for such a battle?" Xuanyuan Wushang felt that he had been tricked by Bai Qingluo, a thin layer of anger appeared in his eyes, and his face darkened a little. However, he fell into Bai Qingluo's hands again!
He is so conceited that he can be proud of the entire Three Kingdoms, but there is a Bai Qingluo who keeps pace with him.

Bai Qingluo narrowed his eyes dangerously, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth: "If Emperor Xuanyuan hadn't come to assassinate me, I wouldn't have captured you here alive."

"You really guessed it!" How terrible is it for a king to be guessed?A layer of ice had formed on Xuanyuan Wushang's face, his face was ashen-green as if water could be wrung out, and he glared at Bai Qingluo sinisterly.

"Presumptuous!" Sui Lang yelled loudly, extremely displeased with Xuanyuan Wushang's attitude, he is just a prisoner, what right does he have to shout in front of his master?

Xuanyuan Wushang slowly turned his head, his sinister gaze made Sui Lang's heart tremble, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake.

"King Qing's dog is getting more and more unruly, and the master dares to interrupt when he speaks?" Obviously he was laughing at Sui Lang, but these words were clearly accusing Bai Qingluo of lax discipline, Sui Lang opened his mouth just to refute , but was suddenly pulled by the breeze beside him.

"Shut up." Qingfeng stopped in a deep voice.

Bai Qingluo pursed the line of her lips tightly, she didn't respond to Xuanyuan Wushang's teasing, she still looked as immobile as a mountain.

The soldiers around stared fiercely at Xuanyuan Wushang, it was this man who caused more than half of their brothers to die miserably, let their brothers die in a foreign land!This is blood feud!
Mo Xiaoran opened the curtain, and when she came out, she saw Xuanyuan Wushang surrounded by nearly a thousand people. He was dressed in bright red, isolated in the encirclement, confronting Bai Qingluo.

A man dressed in black, like a god of death.

A red dress is ethereal, like a monster.

Mo Xiaoran's eyes flickered slightly, "My lord, if you want to flirt with each other, how about waiting until you are in prison? Let's get down to business first."

The real thing is to immediately capture Xuanyuan Wushang, the general of the enemy country!Let this war completely subside.

Bai Qingluo raised his eyebrows, and took half a step back. Qingfeng and Zhuyue were ready to capture Xuanyuan Wushang at the same time. He suddenly smiled, and his laughter seemed very strange under the silent night sky, "Just because you want to leave alone ?”

As soon as the words fell, the fiery red wide sleeves slashed down in the air, and a gust of wind hit their faces, as if a knife had cut everyone's cheeks, causing severe pain.

Bai Qingluo shrank his pupils, kicked his feet on the ground, flew up, and rushed straight in front of Xuanyuan Wushang, a group of powerful internal force condensed in the palm of his hand, his fists were fierce, Xuanyuan Wushang quickly retreated, taking the first place with the waves Time to protect Mo Xiaoran, lest she, a powerless woman, be harmed by the battle between the two.

"Miss, be careful." Sui Lang reminded.

Mo Xiaoran nodded slowly, and stretched her neck to look at the black and red figures intertwined in mid-air. The speed of their confrontation was almost too fast for the naked eye to keep up with, and only two afterimages could be faintly seen. There was a sharp wind, and the mighty internal force fanned out in all directions, rolling up dust on the ground and filling the sky.

Mo Xiaoran raised her arms to cover her mouth and nose, squinted her eyes, and stared at the air, "How is the situation now?"

"The two are on par." Sui Lang was also extremely nervous. It was the first time he had seen anyone who could draw a tie with his master. He deserved to be an emperor who became famous at a young age!

Bai Qingluo met Xuanyuan Wushang in the air, and the blowing wind forced him to take a few steps back in the air, and fell on the branch of a big tree ten meters to the left of the barracks, his black clothes The tactic fluttered in the wind, his black hair danced wildly, his eyebrows were cold, and he looked coldly at the man in red standing on the top of the yurt not far away.

There was only a distance of nearly ten meters between the two of them. Many soldiers surrounded the camp outside, and their hearts were pounding uneasy.

"Bai Qingluo, I admit that you are not bad." Xuanyuan Wushang smiled wildly. The laughter was mixed with internal energy, like a devil's voice, circling over the entire barracks. Mo Xiaoran frowned uncomfortably. Buzzing.

Many soldiers covered their ears and wailed, Sui Lang secretly cursed: "Cover your ears quickly."

Ordinary people simply cannot bear such a strong internal force, their ears will be pierced!
"Xuanyuan Wushang!" Bai Qingluo looked coldly at the wailing soldiers below, his brows were condensed, and his voice was even more indifferent.

"Bai Qingluo, if you want to get entangled with me, the lives of these people will be lost!" Xuanyuan Wushang threatened, the bewitching smile on the corner of his mouth made Bai Qingluo raise his eyebrows, and his expression became more serious a bit.

"Don't speak wild words! Let me come and meet you, young master." Sui Lang yelled, and flew straight to Xuanyuan Wushang.

Bai Qingluo's complexion changed suddenly, "Suilang, come back!"

Unfortunately, it's too late!

"boom!"

Xuanyuan Wushang grabbed the broadsword Sui Lang swung down with his five fingers in the air, and pulled it forward with his backhand, Sui Lang's body unconsciously threw himself forward, and the other hand used this to quickly strike out.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of Yin Hong's blood splashed out from Sui Lang's mouth, and he fell from midair, Bai Qingluo immediately jumped down to catch him.

"Hahaha, Bai Qingluo, this time is just a lesson." After finishing speaking, the red figure flashed on the spot, then turned into an afterimage, and disappeared above the barracks. He wanted to chase, but was stopped by Mo Xiaoran: "Stop!"

The pace under Qingfeng's feet paused, and he glanced at Mo Xiaoran hesitantly: "Miss?"

"You think you're the only one who can keep him?" A man who can draw with Bai Qingluo, a man who will be seriously injured by Sui Lang with one move, if he goes alone, he is afraid that the consequences will be disastrous!Mo Xiaoran asked in a cold voice, her gaze swept over Sui Lang, who was pale on the ground, her eyes trembled slightly.

Bai Qingluo knelt on one knee in the dust, surrounded by soldiers holding up torches, and Sui Lang kept spitting blood bubbles out of Sui Lang's mouth. He was so angry that his hands around Sui Lang's shoulders were almost white, and his eyes were full of tears. Scarlet, "Medical—"

That night, the entire Dongyao barracks could not sleep all night.

The military doctor soon arrived at the camp and prescribed some elixir for Sui Lang's internal injuries. He didn't leave until his injuries calmed down and his life was out of danger.

Mo Xiaoran secretly breathed a sigh of relief, walked out of the main tent, and saw Bai Qingluo standing alone on the open ground outside the tent, as if alone, the faint loneliness lingering beside him made Mo Xiaoran's heart ache, and she walked quickly Going forward, she said softly: "Don't worry, the doctor said that you can recover after a few days of rest with the waves."

"I'm still being careless. Although I guessed that someone would make a dangerous move and come to assassinate me recently, I set up an ambush earlier, but I underestimated his ability." responsibility.

Qingfeng, Suilang, and Zhuyue have followed him for many years. It can be said that in Bai Qingluo's heart, their weight is not low.

"Even saints make mistakes, you don't have to blame yourself." Mo Xiaoran held his palm with her backhand, covering the back of his hand with her tender palm, and comforted him softly.

Bai Qingluo stared at her deeply, nodded indifferently, opened her fingers with his backhand, and clasped them tightly.

The cool wind blows towards the face, blowing away the messy black hair of the two of them and dancing at will.

"You should rest first." After a long time, he suddenly said.

Mo Xiaoran's heart twitched, and seeing Bai Qingluo's expression changed, a bloodthirsty coldness appeared in those usually deep eyes, and she felt a chill down her spine, and subconsciously asked, "What are you going to do?"

The corner of his cold mouth slowly raised a smile, "Go and get this debt back for Suilang."

What's the meaning?Mo Xiaoran was about to ask again, but the back of her neck hurt, her eyes darkened, and she collapsed limply.

Bai Qingluo reached out to catch her limp body, hugged her by the waist, and carried her into the camp. He placed the beautiful woman on the bed, tucked her quilt in a considerate position, took a deep look at her, and stood up abruptly. He quickly left the tent, leaving only the curtain fluttering up and down, flying abruptly.

(End of this chapter)