Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

She seemed to know that he Xiucheng was secretly watching her. She walked more slowly and had more charm. When her white feet fell on the floor like a deer, she suddenly thought of a word left by the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty: pantyhose, fragrant steps, and hand-held golden shoes.

This word was written by Li Yu, the late leader of the Southern Tang Dynasty, to Xiao Zhou. In a short period of ten words, it showed the charm of a beautiful woman walking up the steps with shoes and barefoot. It was incisive and imaginative.

Of course, Yingu is not after Xiaozhou, but he Xiucheng believes that if she was born in that era, with her beauty and some skills that men can't forget, she won't lose too much to Xiaozhou!

Yingu opened the refrigerator, took out a bottle of iced tea, twisted it and sipped it gently. The corner of her mouth was filled with a smile.

She knew that she would capture this restless man, just as he used to be in front of her every day when he was 13 years old.

Turning around gently, the "aging" Nightgown on the silver aunt's body slowly fell down, silent.

The clothes she usually wears, just like her appearance, can only give the impression that she is a shrewd grandmother.

But who could have thought that under this aging clothes, there is a body that people can't help but feel excited?

At present, the most popular style of hollow out black inner and outer garment in the world is full of pure interest, as well as the great charm that makes men bleed. He Xiucheng can no longer keep his pretended calm. He suddenly turned his head and took a gun at her and shrieked, "put on your clothes!"

Once xiugu was heavily infected with drugs, he could not be described as having a heavy body, even if he had a heavy body, it would be more appropriate for him to have a heavy body.

"Cluck."

Yingu laughed, and her voice was as clear as a silver bell. Her little feet, like white jade, stepped on her clothes and slowly came over: "Xiucheng, why do you have to force yourself? You like it, and I like to make you like it. What's wrong with that? "

Stop

He Xiucheng gasped like a beast, and the pistol began to tremble. He said in a loud voice: "don't, don't come here, continue to tell your story!"

"Well, listen carefully."

With a faint sigh, Mrs. Yin sat on the sofa opposite him, her left hand on her jade smooth knee, slightly bent over and said in a soft voice, "where was that just now?"

Lengleng looked at he Xiucheng somewhere under her chin. Hearing the speech, he quickly turned his head and said in a hoarse voice: "that night, there was a red moon in the sky. On July 15, folklore is the day when the gate of ghosts opens."

It was on the 15th of July of that year that the red moon in the sky was like a lantern to light up the human road for the ghosts who rushed out of the gates of ghosts. The Mongolians secretly planned a long-term killing action, which was launched from all over the country at midnight.

Innumerable Mongolian warriors, waving machetes, rushed into the homes of "meritorious officials" including the Yan Family in Shuzhong and slaughtered them wantonly.

The Yan Family and others are elites from the three palaces of anguijiao. Although their military skills are very good, who would have thought that they would be slaughtered in the middle of the night after they established the Empire of the Yuan Dynasty for the Mongols and enjoyed their glory and wealth?

Most of them died in the first World War in a hurry. So did the Yan Family in Shuzhong. There were 326 people and more than 700 chickens, ducks, dogs and geese. Except Yan Bingwen, a pregnant concubine and the most loyal servant, all the others died in the massacre.

"It is said that at least 100000 people died that night, and there were shrill and unwilling roars everywhere. The blood flowing on the ground made the red moon even redder."

Yingu seems to have gone back to the night 600 years ago, and her beautiful face was tinged with fear and twisted slightly, including her voice: "it is said that there are people who visit Mount Tai at night waiting to see the sunrise. In the early hours of the morning, there is an extra Road near the foot of the mountain, and countless people are staggering forward. All of them have lost their heads or their arms, and they are walking along Cry, scold, walk to a gate at the end of the road

He Xiucheng was also brought into the story, can not help but ask: "that is the ghost gate?"

"I don't know."

Silver aunt looked at him and said, "after the tourists see these people, the sun comes out, and there is nothing at the foot of the mountain."

When the legendary tourists saw this shocking scene, the Yan Family and many other anguijiao people killed by the Mongols were forced to flee to the West and went to the Himalayas.

If it wasn't for a big avalanche, if it wasn't before the avalanche, these exhausted people on the escape road would surely be overtaken by the Mongols and killed clean.

After the big avalanche, the world suddenly returned to the calm it should have, those who killed red eyes of the Mongols, were buried in the snow below.

Heaven, endless Yan home.

We hide in that cave, relying on the natural growth of "moss" inside.

They found that the moss not only can satisfy the stomach, but also can stimulate people's spirits, and the wound heals quickly.

"Is this the raw material for the powder?"

After hearing this, he Xiucheng couldn't help asking."Yes, this is the raw material of the powder for forgetting worries, and it is also a gift given by God to my Yan Family and Mr. Zu."

Yingu nodded and continued: "it is on these things that the ancestors survived the most difficult time and survived tenaciously."

Because the Mongol Emperor himself was the Angui king of Angui religion. He slaughtered the religious people and escaped the robbery, so he changed his family and created the three parts of "killing and destroying wolves".

In the Mongolian court, Angui religion was an organization with a history of more than 1000 years. It aimed to subvert the Central Plains and recover Loulan. Although it was killed by the king of Angui, its strength almost disappeared, and the rest of the people organized three parts to kill and destroy wolves, but they still regarded themselves as the orthodox religion.

In those years when they avoided the pursuit of the Mongolian court, the three tribes of shadiliao developed cautiously. In order to become more and more powerful, they abandoned their sectarian ideas and exchanged views with each other.

Yan's family, an ancient warlord with thousands of years of history in Sichuan, is good at changing faces. However, because the whole family was almost killed, the servants who protected Yan Bingwen's concubine from escaping only knew a little.

Later, the concubine gave birth to a boy, the boy is the Yan Family's only living blood.

After he knew it, the old man gave him all his skills.

Later, the boy married and had children, and passed on the Yan Family's face changing skills from generation to generation.

At the same time, the mission of continuing to subvert the Central Plains and recover Loulan was handed down, and the orthodox thought of returning to religion with safety was also passed down.

"You are the descendants of the Yan Family in Shuzhong?"

Hearing this, he Xiucheng suddenly asked.

"Yes, your mother and I are descendants of the Yan family."

"In fact, we are all surnamed Yan. My real name is Yan qiao'er, and your mother's real name is Yan Feifei. We chose the surname "Yin" just to hide people's eyes - but it doesn't matter what my name is. What's more, we see hope in you. "

"Yanqiao'er is a better name than yinjinhua and Yingu. It is also more suitable for your present appearance."

He Xiucheng ignored the words behind the silver aunt, only asked: "some time ago, what about the yanmoji who was killed? It's said that she can drive away dead bodies, change faces, and drive away snakes and insects -- does it have anything to do with you? "

With a sad look in her eyes, she asked in a low voice, "what do you say?"

"There should be."

He Xiucheng chuckled indifferently and quickly changed the topic: "what about the king? She can practice face changing skills to the extreme, not only can hide her true face, but also can be any person. She is the one who inherits the orthodox family tradition of Yan Family in Shu? What does it have to do with you? "

"When the Mongols won the world and decided to fight against our ancestors, they used all kinds of excuses to make them give the best Kung Fu of each sect. So is the Yan Family in Shu. "

Instead of answering he Xiucheng's questions, Yingu continued to explain to him in a storytelling tone: "the real unique skills in Shu, just like those of the Yan Family in Western Hunan, were acquired by the Mongolian court. After the purge, the Mongolian emperor, who took an GUI Wang as the orthodox emperor, passed on these unique skills to his princes and princesses."

"Ah, do you mean that the descendants of the Mongol royal family are all descendants of the Mongol royal family?"

He Xiucheng finally figured out what was going on.

Silver aunt sneered: "hum, this is another reason why we don't honor the king Angui. The Chen Guoguo is actually the descendant of the king Angui who was appointed by the Mongols. It was only when the Mongols were driven out of the central plains that they resumed their mission of troubling the Central Plains. "

"So it is."

He Xiucheng nodded and said: "you continue to say, I want to find out what you said, and why you ignore human relations, but to confuse me with voice and color."

"In fact, it's very simple. I'll tell you this story, that is to tell you that we can do anything and sacrifice anything to overthrow the Central Plains by killing the three wolves."

With her charming lips, she said in a soft voice, "at first, Yan Feifei (he Xiucheng's mother) tried her best to break the army in order to marry your father. Later, you and the eldest young master were born successively. And then, as you grow older, the old Army division who broke the army began to choose successors from among you. "

In order to choose a good candidate, he did his best to let Yan Feifei marry to the third generation. The purpose is naturally to hope that a new generation of military division will appear in the third generation of the family. In this way, the influence of which family in China can be borrowed. Whatever you do, you can get twice the result with half the effort.

However, to the disappointment of the old military master, Yan Feifei, who was shouldering the heavy burden, did not want her sons involved after giving birth to he sunset and he Xiucheng brothers, so she asked the old military master to let her sons live a normal life.

After so much painstaking efforts, Yan Feifei succeeded after waiting for more than ten years. However, Yan Feifei made a retreat, which made the old Army division angry and immediately changed his plan. First, let Yan Feifei, who knew all the secrets, die, and then send Yan Qiaoer, who is more determined than her, to come to his family as baomu.He Xiucheng's face changed greatly: "ah, my mother, my mother was killed?"

"What's strange about this? She betrayed the organization first and deserved to die."

"You

He Xiucheng suddenly raised his hand again and growled in a low voice: "Yan qiao'er, you are still not a person. You are Yan Feifei's sister. How can you be so cold-blooded, just for the great cause of the restoration of the country!"

"I'm not a human being. I'm just a human tool used by organizations to recover Loulan."

Silver aunt still light appearance, ask: "still want to hear me continue to say?"