Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Fuck! shit, I'm so pissed off, I'm convinced! ! !

Someone would open two accounts to scare me!I especially care about every little reader, so I will read every comment, and some will even read it repeatedly, how the hell am I going to offend you! ! !

I sent it on the same account a few months ago. If it was a harem, I would give up!I was teased by a lot of people, and I said I’ll see you then. A few months later, I opened a small account to come to the comment area. I’m still curious. I checked and found that the two accounts belong to the same person. You have to go When you write a novel, you just write it carefully. While saying that I don’t want to give up, you change your number to read it, and after reading it, you say that this is not good and that is not good... If you want to give up, just abandon it. Is it interesting to play this trick? !

I don't want to offend anyone, and I don't want to be bullied, it's that simple!

Am I easy to bully for co-authoring! ! !

If you get angry, if you go too far to this extent, immediately ban and delete the post, I @#￥@!

Three hundred and seventieth chapters think of happy things

The sky should be the quilt, and the earth should be the bed.

Shanyu the Hun looked up to the sky, looking at the bright Milky Way, she didn't dare to go down at all, a group of big men were about to shoot her with bricks in their hands, once she was found out of the room, you can refer to the following process: you take one shot, I take one shot, you take two shots , you take three shots, four shots, five, six, seven, eight...the process and scenes can all be coded.

Although she can still hold on to her life, she is afraid that she is about to die out of Xianyang. Compared with this group of monsters, her life is not tough enough!

Gradually, the body felt extremely dizzy and exhausted, and he covered his belly with the only piece of cake he snatched, and his consciousness gradually became blurred.

……

……

Far under the sky.

Yan Ce sat on the top of a tall building, overlooking the exhausted Xiongnu Shanyu not far away.

"It's miserable."

Listening to the wind in my ears, I waited quietly for the late night, when the city gate of Xianyang was closed, and the world suddenly became quiet.

What is different from the past is the faintly visible fallen leaves and new shoots. On the side, the lights are dimmed. Although there are only a few fireflies, it finally changed a little bit of the boringness of sitting at sunrise and resting at sunset.

This is not as high as the tall Xianyang Palace, which can have a panoramic view of the whole city, but it is also a rare view compared to ordinary residential buildings. The construction is in full swing and has covered half of Xianyang.

The spring snow has just melted, and the vitality that has been buried for a whole winter begins to break through the soil, pointing directly at the banner that is silently raised under the stars and bright moon.

"Looks like you don't need help."

Black hair raised, dressed in Tsing Yi.

Miss Lingshi stepped on the stairs silently, walked behind the boy, glanced at the half-dead Shan Yu, and returned her eyes to the boy.

"Don't make a fuss, I've been under surveillance for a whole day, I'm almost sleepy." Yan Ce said helplessly, "Why is it that someone came to respond now?"

"I underestimated the princess. She is more difficult to catch than I imagined. Besides, she and you generally cannot be killed or injured. It is very troublesome."

There was a touch of boredom in Miss Lingshi's cold voice.

"Even if the palace guards ambushed them personally, the pursuit is still difficult to complete."

Yan Ce nodded, expressing his understanding, and the next moment the air returned to its original silence.

"..."

Sitting on the roof with the wind blowing, Yan Ce calmed down, and his impetuousness faded away.

"Is there nothing to say..."

Miss Lingshi asked indifferently. The long wind swept across the night sky and blew away her hair. She raised her hands and gathered them together, as if she was not used to this kind of nonsense communication.

Yan Ce blinked and said, "Look, the large-scale water supply system designed by the Mohists is a miracle in this era. Even high-rise buildings can use this tool to transport water up. It is also convenient for sanitation and cleaning. Would you like to move out of the palace and experience it for a year?" ?”

"...Do you think this is what I want to know?" Miss Lingshi's tone gradually became unfriendly, "Also, do you have a special preference for provoking me? If you really want to leave the royal court, you should be the candidate. "

"Don't pay attention to these details. If it was before, there would be no possibility for you and me to be calm and talk at all."

Yan Ce raised his hand, and the moonlight passed through his fingers, fragments reflected into his serious pupils.

"..."

Miss Ling Shi frowned slightly, not knowing what this idiot was up to, she snorted coldly, neither admitting nor denying it.

Walking to the edge of the roof, Xianyang, who grew up with her, has changed her appearance. She is not used to it. The explosive change is visible to the naked eye every day. If this change continues, it may be...not bad.

"Have people follow Shanyu to investigate the location of Dragon City and break it." Yan Ce said, "If they can't, they have to keep Shanyu in the territory of Qin State. She is worth all the Huns."

It was late at night, and everything was still.

He stood up and stared at the Hun girl who didn't seem to be threatening at all.

Maodun, let the weak foreign race enter the annals of history as a country for the first time, Ming Di killed his father, unified the northern border, and Tianjiao who completed the first step of the Huns and went to the last step alone, can let this super evil spirit go back safe and sound, Yan Ce You can give up the plan to save Daqin and go to sleep, and try to have a baby with a certain woman and go back to the mountains and forests.

"How to stay, and marry? Could it be that foreigners are also allowed? Isn't it true that Mr. Ce is as the outside world said, and he will not refuse young girls." Miss Lingshi sneered.

Yan Ce: "..."

I, Yan Ce, central WIFI, no password.

The dignified leader of a generation of assassins, the family of King Yan, and the close friend of Emperor Shihuang?Are all the ways to solve fundamental problems a bad way to make others or yourself feel better by sacrificing your appearance!

The routine came to Xiang Yu, in order to seize the Chu State and disintegrate the possibility of the Qi-Chu alliance. For the sake of the overall situation, Yingzheng signed a military order with the young man to guarantee the name of the marriage, and did not abide by the reality of the marriage. The idea of ​​following the rules.

If Yan Ce wanted to marry another girl, he could prepare a decent and grand suicide note in advance without His Majesty the First Emperor's order. The coffin might not be a flip-top, it might be a cuboid filled with ashes and cement.

I can forgive him for being unruly once, but can the same reason be used twice?The Xiongnu is now a younger brother, and if he plays with the leader of the Xiongnu, he can be announced that the evening bell will ring.