Daqin Ji Wuye

If he didn't have children, the matter of Snow Maiden was enough to give him a headache for a while.

But now that the child is so old, what kind of storm can she make?

Although she still can't accept herself at this time, as long as the child is there, she can still not accept herself for the rest of her life?

Ji Wuye wasn't too worried about Xue Nu's affairs.

"You..."

From the look on his face, Duanmu Rong was enough to see what he was thinking. Duanmu Rong shook his head with a wry smile and said, "With what I know about her, you don't need to push too hard."

"With her feelings for that girl Xiaoxue, no matter how much she hates you, she will not be able to escape in this life."

"No matter where she goes, she can't avoid returning to Xianyang in the end. That girl has been her spiritual sustenance for so many years."

That's why Ji Wuye didn't worry about Xue Nv very much, even though the mother and daughter were either noisy or noisy when they met each other.

But Ji Wuye could see that the two of them were very close.

Xue Nu looked at the girl, and even Ji Wuye couldn't help but feel that he could melt people.

At this moment, a Mo family disciple hurriedly came to the two of them.

267 "Chief Duanmu, they are all ready, and the disciples are almost evacuated. The leader of Robber Zhi asked you when you can join them."

Before Duanmu Rong could speak, Ji Wuye waved his hand lightly and said, "Tell them and let them evacuate first. I will be responsible for the safety of your Duanmu leaders."

"Yes, Mr. Ji."

The disciple clasped his fist at Ji Wuye and retreated.

Although Ji Wuye was not a member of the Mo family, no one in the entire Mo family now treats him as an outsider.

The brother of the giant, the father of the snow girl, and even their Duanmu leader, is now in the arms of others.

How can people treat him as an outsider?

Today, Ji Wuye's status in the Mo family, although not the leader, is better than the leader.

For his orders, these ordinary disciples naturally obeyed.

PS: At the request of the uncles, a new skirt was built: [-], those who are interested can add it. .

Chapter 440 What are you trying to say? (Ask for flowers and a monthly pass)

"Mandarin ducks and double habitats and butterflies fly together... The spring in the garden is intoxicating... Quietly ask the holy monk, is her daughter beautiful... my daughter... is she beautiful? …”

Bursts of high-pitched and loud voices pierced the tranquility of the early morning and startled the birds in the forest.

That wild voice is insulated from the sound and the words. The only thing that can be praised is that the tone at least sounds like it can be touched in front of you.

The rising sun was radiant with red light, and sprinkled on the bodies of the neatly dressed and black armored Qin soldiers. Under the sunlight, their sharp long geeks exuded a faint glow.

Ji Wuye rode on the war horse and sang all the way. He sang strange little tunes that others could not understand.

On his way back to Xianyang, the soldiers couldn't help smiling when they listened to his wild and high-pitched voice and out-of-tune ditty.

Even with such a broken voice, you dare to show it off. If it weren't for you being a prince, I'm afraid everyone would have cut you alive long ago.

However, he still sang non-stop, which made the soldiers of the Qin army with strict military discipline laugh happily. Infected by his emotions, they unknowingly got free from the war in Organ City.

"I can't believe that our lord is proficient in rhythm. If I want to see, as far as the rhythm of the lord of the country is concerned, no matter how old the boy is, he has to stand aside."

The red owl straddled the horse and listened to Ji Wuye's singing, with a faint smile on his face and an intoxicated look on his face, it seemed that this singing was very enjoyable for him.

Mo Ya's face darkened and he remained silent. Even if you wanted to flatter yourself, shouldn't you run to the king to take a picture?

"Okay, red owl, stop flattering." Yanling Ji Yu smiled and said to Mrs. Mingzhu, who was beside her: "Madam, can you talk to him and let him take a break? Let's sing again, we Do you still want to have lunch later.' ?"

"Do you dare to arrange our lord?" Mrs. Pearl smiled and said, "Why don't you go? It's not you who's been beaten emotionally, it's me, right? If you want me to see it, isn't it nice? Of course, the voice It was a big failure.”

The problem of the Mo family was successfully solved. In the battle of the Mo family's organ city, the most profitable one was Ji Wuye and his subordinate Yemai.

And this time, in the attack on the Mojia Organ City, the highest official was Ji Wuye.

Although he didn't do much, this time he was still the nominal Supreme Commander.

No matter who is charging, desperately trying, the one who deserves the most credit is naturally his commander-in-chief.

Just like an army going on an expedition, even if the commander-in-chief of an army only drinks and enjoys himself in the army, the leaders at all levels are the ones who charge ahead.

But as long as the victory is won, when the battle is reported, the coach will always be in the first place, and the performance is also where the coach successfully pacified and won a big victory.

Ji Wuye was naturally in a very happy mood at this time. He could be said to be the most profitable one in the battle of the Mo family.

After this battle, he can be considered to officially show his face in the court of Qin State. Next, he will start to officially enter the court and encroach on military power.

Ji Wuye sat high on the war horse, walking at the forefront of the army, singing loudly, so happy.

Suddenly, the singing stopped, Ji Wuye lifted his right hand gently, and the army stopped slowly.

Mrs. Pearl came to Ji Wuye's side and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

"Send the order, let the army camp on the spot, make a fire and cook, and I will come when I go."

After Ji Wuye left a faint sentence, he jumped, jumped high from the battle horse, and jumped in a certain direction that was blurred.

After Ji Wuye left a faint sentence, he jumped, jumped high from the battle horse, and jumped in a certain direction that was blurred.