Legend of Fu Yao

“Ah?” Meng Fu slammed up and slammed into the roof. “Is it back? Actually, where is it? Where is it? Has it arrived?” She looked around and turned around – not looking for the Promise Is preparing to find a hole to drill, she is afraid of embarrassment.

The dark guard silently said, "The master is still on the road... no one knows where he is."

"Ah..." Meng Fu Shao calmed down immediately, and immediately remembered a very serious problem. "What is he doing? Why is he coming back? How can he come back now?"

No, the war on the Eastern Front has not been completed, and the coach has left the army to camp? The long-term Sun Wuji took the national event so much?

She licked her face and felt that the protagonist of the great-grandchildren did not seem to be like a person who played with the military and took the war as a child. Also, why did he come back? This one...that one...not for me?

Meng Fu Shao firmly refused to think in that direction - don't be narcissistic, when he is rooted, I think that the long-term Sun Wuji is the love of beauty who does not love Jiangshan's Edward VIII? Besides, he is fine, he ran back to do it.

"It’s all subordinates wrong..." The dark guard is very self-blaming. "At the gate of the city that day, I thought that Meng girl and me are both mortal. According to the usual practice, the secret guard will leave as many clues as possible for the companion before he dies. I Then I left the mark of our dark guard team to understand at the gate of the city. Then Meng girl was rescued. My strength was fainted and I was taken back to the city for treatment. Meng girl was not in the city. The close brother saw the mark... The news was immediately transmitted under shock... The master received the news and left the Eastern Camp during the night..."

Meng Fu shook his face with a black line, and he stuttered and asked, "What you said is swearing."

"All the soldiers are killed, Meng girl is self-proclaimed..."

Meng Fu slammed into the window and scared the guard. She touched her head and said with tears in her face. "Don't... this is also awkward..."

"Then you quickly pass the message and told him not to come back," Meng Fu shook his hair. "What's the matter? The war on the Eastern Front didn't end immediately. The king looked at the rebellion. He left the military camp at this time. Ruined."

"I contacted immediately after I woke up, but our secret guard is a single-line contact. I can only send the news to the Eastern Army Camp. The news came back and said that the master had left the Eastern Line military camp overnight. He walked very quickly. And for the sake of safety, the route did not inform anyone, the dark guards who stayed in the Eastern Army Barracks had not caught up with him, and now they do not know where the master is."

"This world is in a mess..." Meng Fu shook hands and turned around. He thought for a long time and asked, "He suddenly ran away on the east side, would it cause riots?"

"The master must have arranged, this Meng girl rest assured." Dark guard whispered, "Just now the time is different, the deer's detective rides the red wind team around the net, the master came over this road, will be ambushed...... ”

Meng Fu shaked this sentence, and suddenly there was a flash of light in his head, and his heart pounded.

Between the electric and the flint, she suddenly understood the intention of the king to give up Yaocheng!

Not to deal with Yaocheng, nor to please the two, actually to kill the Sun Wuji!

Collusion with Gao Luo to make chaos, so that the long-term Sun Wuji hurriedly left the South, and then trapped her into danger, forcing the long-term Sunless Promise to drive back alone, and this long road, he has many opportunities to kill him halfway!

De Wang can't let the long-term Sun Wuji die in southern Xinjiang. The scope of the southern Xinjiang is now his. The Prince's accident in the southern Xinjiang is difficult for him to blame. It is also difficult to steal the big position in the future. After all, the grandson's promising prestige is too high, but the grandson is prosperous. If you die in any place outside of southern Xinjiang, Dewang can push the responsibility to anyone, and even take the opportunity to avenge the prince and immediately start the army!

In this way, the name, the righteousness, he is all occupied, coupled with the reputation of loyalty accumulated in the past, it is easy to get the world.

As for how the king knows her identity and the relationship between the two, Meng Fu shake does not understand. According to the long-term secret work of the grandson, it must be very heart-felt. Meng Fu thinks about it, or faintly feels that something is wrong. I always feel that these things have already been It's complicated enough, but the truth and the whole world are still hidden in the thick fog, which seems to be more complicated than it is now.

"I finished the egg..." Meng Fu thought that the scalp was fried, and he was holding his hair in a stunned manner. He walked back very sullenly and slammed into a hard chest. She grabbed her hot nose and screamed. Ghost? No sound standing in front of others!"

"What do you pay for the one million two?" The battle of the North Eye is like a black agate dipped in the spring, staring at her brightly. "I haven't seen you so much for me."

"When is this all the time, you still say these crazy words." Meng Fu shook him open and looked at him and looked at Zong Yue who looked at him in front of him. Although he had some questions in his heart, he wanted to ask these political figures, hesitating. For a moment, I still didn’t say anything. In any case, the long-term grandson’s departure from the Eastern Front is the top secret of the Promise, and she is not qualified to disclose it.

On the surface of Meng Fu, he continued to entertain the few guys, and experienced countless times of bickering, satire, and dark arrows. The Thunder burst, Meng Fu shaked a few words at the beginning, and later it was numb, hey, the poisonous tongue boy met the explosion man, it was such a thunder that slammed the fire, it was going to rain, the king wanted to marry, let them go. .

Her headache is Yalanzhu, this child is like a puppy, even she went to the bathroom to follow, plausible words: I want to look at you, the adulterer, and Meng Fu shakes her to know if the adulterer is What I mean, noble, pure, seemingly very mature woman is actually a little princess of Loli, blinking her eyes. "A man and a woman sleeping together are adulterers."

Meng Fu Shao immediately balanced, oh, it turned out that her father and mother were also adulterers.

In the evening, Meng Fuyao finally kicked the battle of Beiye out of the door. There is an alarm clock like Yalanzhu. Everyone who wants to ring the bell is ringing. Northfield also doesn’t want to sleep next to her, and arranges three people far away. Meng Fu shakes himself to close the door, sit down and sigh.

The long-term Sun Wuji actually came back, left the Eastern Front and left the hundreds of thousands of army adventures and sneaked back. It was the **** "Meng girl self-deprecating", and she would become a sinner if she bought cakes.

Meng Fu shook his fingers and stared at the fluorescent lights. He thought that the long-term grandson could come back in a hurry, and he couldn’t alarm the big camp. The people around him must be limited, and the king was prepared to stay halfway, what time was flowing, landslides. , bandits, water thieves...

The more you think about it, the more depressed you are, the more you can't help but ask the ingots who are licking the fruit. "Hey, the mouse, it is said that you only have one in a hundred years. What should be different? Can you predict that your master is now? where?"

Yuanbao adults are fierce, and they do not bother to answer this mentally handicapped question. The difference between the family and the family is not for you.

Meng Fu stared at it and suddenly found that it was dressed up in a glamorous day. The robe was actually red. The front was opened, and the large black pearl button was adorned with small and colorful gems. This mouse has a special suitcase, each piece. The value of the clothes is more than the sum of Meng Fu’s rags and rags. This piece has not seen it before. Does it know that the master is coming back to celebrate the grand occasion?

Yuanbao adults looked at her look and did not hesitate. She even walked a few steps in front of her. Meng Fu angered and screamed, and picked up the bells and whistles and threw the mouse that took the catwalk.

A group of flower **** flew straight to the door, and Yuanbao adults saw the white figure on the opposite side in the speed flight. They just wished that they were saved. The figure had already been abandoned and avoided, and the invaders slammed on the door and slowly slipped. ......

The natural entrance to the door is Zong Yue. He stands at the door, and the snow is clean and the darkness of the night is incompatible with the temperament.

Meng Fu waved his face and looked at him. "I have taken medicine. You don't have to guard it yourself..."

Zong Yue ignored her, only said, "There is something for you."

He took out a small bag from his arms and gave it a look. There were orders, orders, keys, and a token with a small "food" on it.

Meng Fu shook those things, his eyes lit up. "This is the official letter of the grain handlers of the Dewang Wuling Grain Depot. Where did you come from?"

"When I came back, I passed the Wuling Grain Depot. The new grain handler of the Grain Depot, Tang Yan, was not good to me. I took these things with ease. If it was not convenient, I would kill him at that time."

"... Are you a doctor?" Meng Fu whispered. "Are you killing more than saving people?"

Zong Yue looked up at her and shook his hand. "Return me."

Meng Fu shook his bag and smiled. "It is easy to do this. I need an identity that is mixed into the German army. There is nothing better than the grain officer. The grain officer is not in the big account, and there are few people who know." It is also taking the lifeline of the military."

She made a sly gesture, thinking in the bottom of her heart, the old mother provoked a disaster, and the long-term grandson rushed back, and now he can't help him, and he can't help him, it's only the bottom of the game, and the black hand demon after the curtain.

Sudden death king, breaking the black hand behind the scenes, the long-term grandson is naturally safe.

She collected the burden, one Lazong, "Go."

"Ok?"

"Let's kill."

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Tang Jun, a grain handler from the Wuling Grain Depot, which is 20 miles away from Lishui, and his subordinates, suffered a very silent interception tonight.

Yunliang, the official of the grain industry, accidentally lost his official title and the key to the grain store during the day. He was eager to turn around and mobilize the whole grain warehouse to find it. He took an adjutant and two small donkeys and picked up his **** on the ground. An inch of touch.

Xiao Yan touched and touched, suddenly touched a pair of boots.

He raised his head in shock, his white light flashed, and then the red silk ribbon flew past his eyes. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed a hot hand.

Someone came over and beat his hand. "If you want to die, you still have to touch it."

Vaguely heard the crisp voice, "War, you are a sand pig!"

This is the last consciousness when he fell down.

......

When Xiaoxi fell, Tang Yan groped after the screen, and heard the abnormal sound straight up, and he saw a pair of deep black and dark scorpions, suddenly fluttering in front of him.

Then he felt that his heart was hot and cold.

When Tang Yin fell, he heard someone faint behind him. "Wang Ye kills people like killing chickens, and blood is blooming all over the place. It is a good technique."

The black man stepped down and he heard a bang in his chest. He didn't know what was blown up, and he finally heard the man's heavy and hard voice.

"Mr. Wang, you must be crisp and neat, like killing pigs."

......

The deputy of the grain depot heard the sound of the cracking sound. The man was savvy, and he did not lift his head and ran outward. He was cold and had a snow-colored horn.

Then he saw that his hand suddenly became green, and the blue color was like the midnight moonlight, and then the whole body was stiff, and then it fell straight.

"Mr. Zong is really a murderer, everyone is like you, like a zombie."

"Polite." In the last blurred corner of the adjutant, the snow-colored horns were heard, and the voice was faint as the midnight wind.

"It’s always more elegant than a prince’s temperament like a bear."

......

The last little sly, I heard the blood in the room. I heard those people talking and laughing. It seemed to be still bickering. In the blink of an eye, they killed three people, opened their mouths, and suddenly hanged a figure in the top of their heads.

The man and him passed by, a snowy arc between the elbows, the arc as the electric brushed, opened his throat, while pulling one side, "and kill one more, I have to look at them. Adulteress."

The sound is crisp, fast and bright, like a rattle made of jade.

......

Four corpses in one room, standing next to four people facing each other.

Meng Fu shook his face with a black line and swept the North Ye Zong Yue Yalanzhu in a circle. He held his head and said, "...Please, I am going to lurk not to travel, so many people will reveal the stuffing."

"I approved you to come. It’s not bad." North Warrior said, "You haven’t hurt yet! I don’t look at it?"

Zong Yue said faintly, "I am a doctor, I should follow my patients."

Yalanzhu’s little sister-in-law said, “I have to look at you, the adulterer.”

Meng Fu was speechless, and his face was mourned. Zong Yue had already pulled the window and turned the bodies of the four people into a human skin mask.

For the four people at the moment, for whatever reason, one refused to go. Yalanzhu even secretly sneaked over and killed one more. He had to make a distribution according to his body. Tang Yiben was a thin man, Meng Fuyao and Yalanzhu rushed to Playing, for this big fight, and finally Meng Fu Yao pointed at his nose and said, "The old lady is forced to blame herself, you still do not give the aging mother self-revenge?" Warrior North I heard immediately distressed, put Yalanzhu to the side She had to succumb to a small shackle.

Among the remaining adjutant and Xiaoyan’s places, Zhan Beiye and Zong Yue almost hit each other. Zong Yue said, “The little cockroach has two eyebrows and eight eyebrows, and the eyebrows are narrow, which is a powerful and eager person. Very similar."

Warrior North sneered and replied, "This king thinks that the temperament of the little scorpion is treacherous, the thief eyebrows, and the style of Mr. Zong, also complement each other."

In the end, Meng Fu angered and jumped on the table with a finger. "Please, war lord, you see clearly, that little cockroach is more sturdy, and the waist is thicker than the ancestor!"

The war lord had to go to Xiaoyan. During the process of modification, he looked gloomy and muttered to himself. Yalanzhu got close and listened. He heard him sinister and sinister. "The man with thin waist, don't raise it!"

So Yalanzhu was very pure to ask Zong Yue. "He said that you don't raise, hey, what is it?"

......

Meng Fu shakes his face with a black line... Sorrowful foresees the dark future.

After the four people were refitted, they stood in the house and looked at each other. Meng Fu’s version of Yunliang’s Yunliang official, Zong’s version of the adjutant, and the battle of Kitano and Yalanzhu’s version, was full of camouflage.

It is also coincidental that the former grain clerk was appointed by the Promise Court. Dewang naturally had to change his own people. The Tang dynasty, the grain sergeant, was a distant relative of Dewang’s in-laws. He would be speculative but went from Zhongzhou. At this point, just a few days after the transfer, the person who is most familiar with him is the adjutant and two accompanying servants he brought. Now the four masters and servants are killed together, and the whole set is dropped, so they are not afraid to be noticed by the grain store.

No matter how confusing, the huge version of the four people was finally staged. Meng Fu screamed on the ground and mourned. Hey, I saw that I was a spy, and I have never seen a doctor and friend and a friend’s pursuer.

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"Take these batches of grain from Huazhou to the past, and it will arrive before dark." Meng Fu shook in the official gown of the grain officer, standing on the steps and rubbing his hands.

She had faked the grain servant for several days. Those treasury soldiers were not familiar with the chief officer. They did not reveal any flaws. Meng Fu’s hand was handy, waiting for the action of the king, so he could get rid of him.

Her own Yaocheng city owner's whereabouts, now written on the resignation handed the de Wang's desk - Mengcheng Lord through this robbery, disheartened, hanging the crown to ask, has not done this Yaocheng Lord, please Dewang Choose another talent.

The black wind ride of the Battle North Field was also reduced to zero and disappeared in the vast mountains of southern Xinjiang.

De Wang was very busy recently, and he couldn't get too much energy to pay attention to the city owner who was hanging the crown. He wanted to start a soldier, but he also had to cut off the protagonist of the grandson. Although it was a pity that Meng Fu ran away, it was too late.

Today's sun is not very good, it is gloomy and rainy, and the air pressure is very low. It was swayed by Zong Yue to wear a thick spot to maintain the wounded body. The commander sent a batch of rations and was sweating. He was going to rest, but he heard. There is a fast horse flying fast, looking up, but it is a commander of the Lishui camp, others are on the right, keep swinging, and shouting in the distance, "fast, fast, how much food is stored in Wuling Grain Depot ? First load the car, and quickly send it! The army is going to open!"

Meng Fu shook his head and raised his eyes and asked, "I haven’t just sent the past batch. I haven’t heard that the army is going to open up. Do you want to fight two?”

The man hurriedly said, "No, it is the news that has just arrived. Wanzhou Guangwang is rebellious. The Prince was killed in Wanzhou. The king of the king of the kings has been a soldier. He has sent generals Yang Mi to Wanzhou in advance..."

In the latter words, Meng Fu shakes nothing.

Suddenly quietly around, quietly silent, all the movements slowed down, only to see a mouth and a mouth together, saw a drop of sweat beads sprinkled, saw the horse came and tore her original A calm vision, seeing the rolling of the grain truck rolling over her consciousness... All the scenery slowly dimmed, only two words continued to roar.

In the event of a disaster, I was killed...

Meng Fu Sha stood there, and the key to the grain store in his hand fell from the palm of the dead wood. When he saw it, he had to be crisp and shocked to fall on the ground. Suddenly someone stepped forward and elbowed and lifted her hand. Just picking up the key, then the humane, "Yes, I will follow the orders of the princes, come and open the library again"

The last few words dragged long, and the students will wake up Meng Fu, Meng Fu shakes his eyes and is welcoming the eyes of Zong Yue.

The eyes were clear and bright, with a little bit of innate light and cleanliness, and the eyes were quietly covered, and Meng Fu’s heart was suddenly quiet, as if a cluster of fearful fires were immersed in deep water. A short relief was obtained.

Someone pulled her shoulder behind her, and another thick voice laughed. "Adult, you are tired, and you will go back later." Halfway, she walked backwards, the pace was steady and calm, but it was the battle of Beiye.

Meng Fu was grateful for pinching his palm, took a breath, shook his head, turned his body, turned his face and smiled, and wiped his sweat on his forehead, said, "Little brother, you see this weather, you have to It’s really not rainy when it’s raining. I’m arranging for people to open the library. Right, the Prince didn’t hear that he was fighting against Gaolu in the east. How?...Is it a disaster?”

"I only vaguely heard this," the young commander did not know the inside story of Dewang, and mourned the prince he loved. "I heard that Wanzhou Guangwang falsely reported the military situation, deceived the Prince to drive to Wanzhou, and then When the prince passed through the first line of Huyaofang in Wanzhou Huyashan, he destroyed the cliff with a thousand dynamite explosives. The place in Huyagou was only allowed to go alone, the cliff was destroyed, the prince... oh."

He squinted and hurriedly turned away. Meng Fu looked at the figure that caused the loss and disappeared on the horizon. The hope of the bottom of his heart, like the smaller and smaller shadows, gradually disappeared.

There are places, people, and routes. It’s so clear and sure... I just reluctantly believe in it, but at this moment, it’s forced to come up, forcing her to be afraid, Meng Fu’s heart slowly and tightly The palms are wet and cold, and the sweat in one hand.

No, no, no, no... What kind of person, the great-grandchild, is the world, he will not die when he is killed by the world, how can he die so easily?

Why not? Another voice screamed in her heart - he was driving in a thousand miles, he was in a hurry, his guards were very little, and from time to time, he can go to Wanzhou at the moment, indicating that he is on the road day and night, anxious, anxious, lack of manpower day and night. He didn't have time to explore the road ahead of time to step by step, and the blast of explosives that had been ambushed for many days on the first line of the cliff. Why can't it be the killer to his death? He is strong and then smart and then strategizing. After all, it is the flesh and the fetus, not the King Kong!

Meng Fu Sha stood there, and two thoughts twisted himself into a twist, twisted into two halves of pain, and some things were twisted by one inch and one inch, and she could not pick up her hands.

There was a flash of lightning in the sky, and then a loud explosion, a thundering thunderstorm, the sky was smashed into black and black, and a gust of wind was chased by the sky, those black and Between the clouds of black and blue, there is a cold rain, and the squatting down.

The raindrops are as big as a bead, and they are evenly smashed into a flag. They are painful in life. In a moment, they are pouring into heavy rain. Meng Fu shakes and stands in the rain without evading. The bottom of the heart is vague, the legendary fate of the emperor should be born, the birth must be abnormal. Now, in February, thunder, will it, will it...

In the rain, she poured a wet body, and Meng Fu shook her head. The raindrops made her eyes hurt, but this pain did not seem to hurt. In fact, she felt that she did not hurt anywhere, it was a bit numb.

She stood in the rain with her wet body, and the wet black hair stuck to her forehead, and the rain poured into her stream on her face.

Under the porch, the black man wanted to rush over, but was stopped by the silent white man. The two looked at each other and got a tacit understanding. They stood alone and silently did not disturb Meng Fu’s heart-wrenching moment.

After a long time, Meng Fu suddenly raised his fingers and pointed at the sky.

Open mouth:

"Fuck! You! Mom!"

A stunned stunned squad of rain and food, all of them jumped and looked at their grain officers. Meng Fu Sha had already turned back, wiped the rain on his face, and smiled at the soldiers:

"Rely, this is the weather that thunders in February!"

The gentlemen smiled and laughed and went to their own. Meng Fu shook his hand and did not know what he should do now. Someone immediately licked her shoulder and said, "Rain... watch out..."

Meng Fu swayed his eyelids, obediently walked into the yard, and went to the door of Yalanzhu. Then he said that she would pull her to change clothes. Meng Fu swayed and stood in the toilet room, letting this little princess who would not wait for people, use The dry cloth rubbed her face red and changed her clothes. After the change, she felt that she had nothing to do and sat down on the toilet.

She sat on the toilet, thinking hard, thinking about all the possibilities and the impossible, thinking of the brain and hair, and Yalanzhu staring at her, licking her eyes and red eyes, the curtain glimpsed Going out and criticizing the two men waiting outside, "I don't care, that virtue is uncomfortable."

The battle in the north was silent, and he sighed with a sigh of relief.

Zong Yue said, "Congratulations, you can take advantage of this time."

"Fart!" The battle in the north is rough. "Can you speak a human?"

Zong Yue smiled coldly, but suddenly raised his voice. "I think you all need to pour into the rain again. The information from Dewang is reliable. Can his message be heard?" Just crying there, dying to live?"

The battle of Beiye heard harshly, hehe, "Which eye do you see her crying, dying to live?" Stepping over, tearing off the curtain between the toilets, regardless of the philosophical thinking of the three or seventy-six toilets, Meng Fu shakes out A while, "Hey, what are you staying, wake up, not so bad, the grandson is so ruthless, where is the death, I curse him for twenty-five years, he has been alive... ..."

"I am, you will curse people from the womb?" Meng Fu shook his arm and pushed him away. "Let it go, don't affect me."

She is a stunned person here, and there is a joy in the North Field. The joy is mixed in the faint bitterness. There is a kind of contradictory pain. The ancestors are not moving, but the eyes are relaxed. Meng Fu shakes directly to him. Tao, "You have a special message network, you should have a little bit of news, what do you say there?"

Zong Yue sank a bit, Meng Fu shook his eyes, his way of calm, "I want to hear the truth."

"The longevity of the great-grandchild has always been a mystery," Zong Yue said confessedly. "I didn't have much news before. The news I just received is similar to this. The tiger's gully is indeed a cliff. I found the body and found his royal family. Marking and discovering his horse, because the landslide is so powerful, all flesh and blood are tied together...so no one has actually seen his body."

Meng Fu shook his eyes and closed his eyes. He opened his mouth and said, "That's it."

She stared at the direction of Wanzhou and lowered her way. "I thought about it. He won't die so easily, no! So I am doing what I should do here, then, wait."

Wait.

The dust of life and death is settled, and the truth of the fate is revealed, waiting for everyone to be on this road or to end or continue the future.

Await your return.

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Promise Zhengning, February 14, the 16th year of the Promise, the Promise should have presided over the Promise of the War of the Gaoluo on the east coast of the coast. Suddenly, the middle of the road was smashed by the Tiger's Ditch outside the city of Wanzhou, which is close to the southern Xinjiang. Luzhicheng, two hundred miles away from the southern Xinjiang Dewang camp, one hundred and seventy miles away from the city of Yaocheng in the border of the inland and southern borders.

The news spread that the continent of Wuzhou was shocked, speculative, suspicious, wait-and-see, waiting, whispers that lingered on the borders of various countries, turned into a gale that swept across the sea, and gradually gathered up over the sky.

On February 15th, Dewang, who was stationed in the southern Xinjiang battalion, hurriedly negotiated with the two squads, recruited soldiers from the local area, and expanded the troops to 300,000. Then he raised the "Yiqi Banner" and sent Yang Mi, a confidant general, as a pioneer and sent troops to Wanzhou. In the meantime, the king of the king announced the world, saying that the prince was harmed by evil spirits, and that he was the servant of the sect of the lord, and that the thief of the lord of the lord would be under the knife, and he would not return it!

The world is praised by Wang Gaoyi, but there are some clear-minded scholars who write essays to swear, saying that the king "will definitely take the Promise of the Emperor to the lower hips, do not sit in this position, and swear not to return."

However, no matter how the world sees it, the German army’s starting army is still vigorously carried out. Pioneer Yang Mi quickly broke through Wanzhou and did not stop in Wanzhou. Instead, he continued to move toward the capital on the grounds of “Qingjun side, civilian anger”.

At this time, the ambition of the king of Wang was revealed. As Meng Fu’s guess was, the teacher’s name and the banner of justice were rebellious against the people of the Promise. He saw that he was successful.

It’s just going to be successful.

Dedicated to the capital, the king who is doing the emperor's dream will not know, behind him, there is a woman figure, watching his footsteps coldly, waiting to bite a bite at him, biting through a deadly The hole is coming.

On February 24, at the time when Pioneer Yang Mi was about to enter the capital, a battle was made in the north of the battlefield. The black wind ride hidden in the mountains of southern Xinjiang was dispatched early, disguised as a refugee in the capital, and appeared in the vision of the king who had just entered the hinterland. Before, the "refugees" were crying and listening to the devil's trepidation - Yang Mi burned and looted in the capital, seized the palace, and searched for jade, deliberately seeking a big position!

De Wang was in a hurry, and repeatedly asked Xin Mi to ask, but all the military orders were sinking into the sea--all the powers of Zong Yue concentrated all the people, half-way killing and destroying the letter, and De Wang, who could not hear Yang Mi, was more focused and ordered the whole army. The weather was extremely bad in February and the night. The weather in February was extremely poor. The inland areas were still snowing. The roads were muddy and the weather was cold. The soldiers from southern Xinjiang did not adapt to the inland climate. Many frozen diseases were frozen and dead, complaining and carrying. Da, De Wang hurriedly ordered the Wuling Grain Depot to intensify the transportation of grain and grass. This kind of hard marching time can no longer guarantee the adequacy of grain and grass, and I am afraid that it will be mutiny immediately.

Of course, the grain was not delivered in time.

On the one hand, Shi Yunran’s confession to Dewang, because the supply line is too long, there are many road thieves, and it is impossible to transport the grain. Please be sure to extend the grace for a few more days, while in the name of the German king, successively urge the grain to the affiliated counties. The levy, the poor and evil, searched in the counties of southern Xinjiang, and made people complain, and complained.

February 27th.

Guizhou, Pingzhou.

Meng Fu shook his teeth, squatting on a grain, and shouting his arms. "The king of war, come here to collect food -"

When the voice was not lost, people were spit on the water. "It’s only received! It’s only one month, it’s received three times, and it’s still alive!”

Someone angered out the empty rice bags. More people took up the nails and hoes, and they screamed with anger and shouted at Meng Fu. This is the third time that Meng Fu has levied military food this month. The last few meters in the child were impressed by the people who were lighted out. They used their weapons indiscriminately, but they didn't know what they should do.

Then the "panic of the grain and the official Tang Daren" shouted, "Don't hit me! Don't hit me! This is the order of the king! There are many brothers in the army. They have a big appetite and need more food. This is also the big picture. consider……"

When the words were not finished, the crowd burst into roar.

"Which food we have worked so hard to eat, why should we eat it for the monks!"

"Their soldiers eat our food, we go to their home to get food!"

"go!"

The crowd whistling, raging, and a batch of rushing out of the village, heading toward the direction of the village.

In other places, the “Agricultural Assistant” and “Tang Daren’s Assistant” who were responsible for collecting food also said the same thing, and more people threw them out and carried the farmers’ weapons in the countryside. On the way, from the small road to the road, gather with more people, and rush to the village.

After the crowd, Meng Fu, who had just fled and fled, just slowly stood still.

Her look is cold and firm, and the burning fire is burning in the bottom of her eyes. The fire is the purgatory. It is the determination of hatred. It is the determination and the determination that all will will also throw the tiger wolf in front of it and kill it with a bite.

The soldiers in the army of the king of Germany have been squadrons. The anger of the people of the counties has been provoked. Under her provocation, the people have attacked the village and robbed the grain, no matter what kind of losses will be caused to the village, in the army of the king. In the case of a soldier who was hunger and tired to be knocked down, once he heard that his home was invaded, his wife and children were bullied, and the food was robbed, how could he still fight for your king?

A small grain food officer, the operation of a war game, will make you rush like a stream of water, and the defeat will be like a mountain.

Meng Fu shakes his silence, tightens his lips and looks up.

Her eyes fell in the direction of distant Wanzhou.

For so many days, she has been waiting, every minute, every minute, every moment, every hour, twelve hours a day, have been anxious waiting to turn into pieces, the film is the body of the split body. Every time she walks, her heart sinks a minute. Those who hope to be harvested by time are not able to regain her. Every night she holds hope and falls asleep. When she wakes up on the second day, she can see someone’s clothes flying and looking good. She leaned over to see her and smiled at her and said, "Ignite you and disobey", she already thought about how to answer, she would say, "You bastard, you scared me." Then give him a palm Maybe he wants to come back? Then give him a good meal.

However, these good bridges are always not used. I wake up every morning. She waits quietly. If there is no movement, she will not look at her. She will close her eyes and touch her hand. The palm of the hand is touching a little bit in the smooth bedding. In the past, the tentacles were cold... never felt the warmth of expectations.

After so many days, De Wang also began to rebel, and the pustule he wanted to squeeze out was finally squeezed out... If he was fine, he should have returned, but he did not return.

Meng Fu swayed against a tree, the tree at the end of the road, standing alone in the mouth of the village, hanging a broken red sunset, the trunk is thin, but she is even thinner than the trunk, light The golden red clouds are hanging in a cloud.

She looked in that direction, flashing the rubble of the tiger's fangs collapsed, messy clothes, fuzzy flesh and blood, her fingertips clasped a bright yellow cuff, which was later named by the battle of Beiye, she It’s so tight, like you have to get a little hope from the sleeve.

She looked so fascinated in that direction, did not notice farther, the gaze of her black figure, the eyebrows were stained with dew.

She is just thinking:

Promise, I have done what I want to do for you, I have been waiting for you, waiting for your peace.

Why are you still not coming back?