The World of the Pirate Consort

Secretly landed on the bow of the ship, clear eyes stared directly at Dad Jiang Yan, she smiled lightly: "Dad, to fight with you is the baby's long-cherished wish. I was curious to know that when Dad What kind of style confuses my mother-in-law. "

Minjiang Yan was shocked, and he smiled bitterly: "After all, she taught you martial arts behind me."

"Dad, even if there is no martial arts, I will not be willing to be a chess piece on your career as you hope, and will grow old in the deep palace garden." Silently said, there is no misery in my heart.

"I know you hate Dad, but you know, Dad also has helpless times. Come back with me, Dad pleads, the Holy Ghost may be merciful, and save your life." Jiang Yan said in pain.

"Daddy, you needn't say anything, let's get started, baby can't help it," Churman said. Ye Wuchen would blame her on what counts, and she didn't have to think about it. It must have been in collusion with Chunshuilou, with the intention of capturing Yimai Island. Is there any chance of surviving such a charge? Even if it did, she wouldn't leave the Pirates of Water Dragon Island alone.

The two stood at the stern and the bow of the ship, facing each other.

It is day to noon at this time. The sun is very strong and the sea surface is very calm. Like a mirror, it seems to be able to see the shadow of people.

Wu Qing's clear eyes were extremely deep, and even Jiang Yan, who was the father, couldn't seem to see her inner thoughts.

He drew a knife in his hand, leapt forward, and attacked Jiang Yan with a knife.

Wu Jiangyan knew that Seser had done her mother-in-law, and did not dare to underestimate. She drew a sword in her hand and met Seser's fierce blow.

The wind blew, the ship swayed, and the water flowed.

The sword moves of the Minjiang yan were flowing like clouds, and with a strong sword spirit, they attacked.

Xun whispered a crescent knife, and unfolded the "Lieyun Sword" taught by her mother. The sword air sword shadow danced in the air, mixed with a trace of cold sword air.

The golden red figure is extremely gorgeous in the sunlight, and the figure is graceful and light.

Those who watched the battle couldn't help immersing themselves in this duel and looked at it as a life-and-death duel on the battlefield.

The two of them fought dozens of tricks, and frantically frowned. Dad was indeed a general who had fought for many years. Not to mention that she had not been able to withstand this strong internal force, and she had the agility to fight on the battlefield, which was beyond her.

For a long time, she was afraid that she would lose.

Tong Qing's eyes flowed, and I saw that everyone around him was watching their battle. Ye Wuchen didn't mean to start the war. How can she rescue these pirates from danger. The only way to do it is to catch the night without dust.

He whispered inwardly, so that the boat slowly approached the handsome and clean ship at night. Seeing that the distance was almost the same, she used the advantage of Lieyun's sword method to attack several moves in a row, and wanted to take a few steps back from her dad, and leapt to the handsome ship.

However, how alert Jiang Yan is, as if she had already seen her intentions, she did not dodge his attack. Seeing that the crescent machete was about to pierce his father's chest, he couldn't take it anymore and had to lean to the right. And Dad's sword was accidentally inserted straight into her right rib.

He threw himself on the ship's side, almost falling into the sea. There was a wave of pain at the right rib.

"Ah? Nothing!" Jiang Yan was frightened and bent to help him.

"Dad, you know why the mother died so early because she has practiced the internal forces that are detrimental to life. You know why she is practicing the internal forces that are detrimental to life. Just because she wants to help you fight. Dad, you Do n’t you really love your mother, that night, I saw you crying at Lingtang, is it for your mother? ”Selby was lifted by his father, and he asked with pain, bearing the pain in his ribs.

Minjiang Yan was shocked, it seemed that he didn't know what he was talking about at all, and his eyes were sore.

"You mean ... your mother's internal strength is detrimental to her longevity?" At this moment, he seemed to be a few years old.

At this moment, everyone knows that fame and fortune are nothing but phantoms. Only the most warmest emotion in the heart is the most cherished.

What a pity, all this is too late.

"Dad, do you want to hand me over to the South Vietnamese court?" Seser asked softly.

Min Jiang Yan shook his head. At this moment, a white shadow swept from the painting, and at a speed that could not cover his ears, he leaned down and hugged him from Jiang Yan's arms.

"Ding'anhou, you can go back for business." Ming Chunshui said faintly, he could not hear his emotion in the low voice, but, inexplicably, he still felt his resentful anger.

抱 He picked up Seser and jumped back to the painting like a stroll in the courtyard, and placed Seser gently on the couch in the cabin. The sun was bright outside, and the light inside the cabin was suddenly dark, extremely cool.

"Mingchun Shui, what are you going to do? I'm going out, and I'm going to save my brother." Crow exclaimed painfully.

"How are you going to save them like this?" Ming Chunshui said, his voice was clear and pleasant. "Rest assured, they will be fine. With another 20,000 soldiers, I will not look at Ming Chunshui either. Here. You lie down obediently. "By the way, he reached out and pointed at the acupuncture point around the surging wound.

At this moment, the horn sounded outside. Obviously, it was the pirates who saw Seser injured, and Ye Wuchen finally launched an attack, and the sound of killing went off.

He frowned, and struggled to rise again, but Ming Chunshui stretched his hands on the couch.

He commanded the maid on his side to say, "Go, tell 簪 and funeral flowers to end the war quickly."

"You don't need to worry about it!" Ming Chunshui slowly leaned forward, his dark hair like a galaxy pouring over his shoulder.

"You don't need to worry about it!" Ming Chunshui slowly leaned forward, his dark hair like a galaxy pouring over his shoulder.

Let the funeral flower and 簪花 end the war, just this sentence, can she be assured? Ye Wuchen brought 20,000 sailors, and the soldiers brought by Ming Chunshui and her pirates were only 5,000.

She was still worried about the battle outside, but the pain of the wound prevented her from leaving, so she had to lie on the couch weakly.

Xiuming Chunshui leaned down, a hint of imperceptible worry flashed in the deep black eyes, and he reached out to strip her armor.

The helmet was taken off, and the three thousand blue silks immediately drooped down. The dark, bloodless face was paler. He wore the armor, the skirt, the boots, and all of them carefully, for fear of touching the right rib wound, his movements were extremely gentle. The armor was removed, and the whistle in the blue robe looked much weaker.

Tong Mingchun water gazed at her still bleeding wound on her right rib, her eyes narrowed behind her mask. He raised his hand, and went to uncover the clothes on his chest.

"Don't ..." Said weakly.

怎么 "Why, you all look like this, are you still afraid of me?" Mingchun Shui lip smiled slightly and looked quite a bit rogue.

As a result of the Meiyin incident, when she faced him, she could not help feeling a little embarrassed and confused. His lightheartedness and ridicule eased his mind. She is not the lovely lady of Qianjin. The incident was just an accident, so it was a fantasy dream. Thinking of this, he twitched his pale lips weakly, and said softly, "Ming Lou, you lightly, it hurts."

Tong Mingchun Shui carefully opened her shirt, exposing her slender white waist. His dark eyes froze, his eyes suddenly darkened as if they were hot. The old nagging suddenly appeared in front of him. What he thought he could forget, but didn't want his fingers to be more faithful than his heart, it seemed to remember the feeling that he had stroked her waist. With a little finger, she walked up along the waist and opened her shirt.

The blood-stained wound appeared in front of her eyes, and Ming Chunshui's eyes shrank, and she felt only a pain in her mouth. He stared at it, sighed silently, and his deep black eyes showed moving emotions. He took the gold wound medicine in the maid's hand, applied her medicine carefully, and carefully bandaged her wounds.

There was a killing sound outside the cabin, and the inside of the cabin was quiet, and the jade duck smoke stove on the table case smelt the fragrant light.

He leaned on the couch, not knowing what was going on outside, and was extremely anxious in his heart. Feather arrows shot through the cabin constantly, whistling towards her and Mingchun water.

Tong Mingchun Shui was sitting beside Selse, waving the sleeves of clouds, sweeping down the flying arrows. That posture, that look, was as easy as driving away mosquitoes and flies.

He leaned weakly on the couch, the wound was filled with painful pain, but he just felt that the consciousness was slowly dissipating. She had almost exhausted her physical strength after a long battle, and now she has lost too much blood. In addition, she was really unable to carry it as she sailed overnight last night.

I was so confused, I could hear the sound of the outside killing away.

When I woke up again, the surroundings were extremely quiet, only smelling the hustle and bustle of the waves.

What about the war, is it over?

She sat up suddenly, not wanting to touch the wound on her ribs, and she whispered in pain. She covered her wound, struggled to roll off the couch, and stumbled to the cabin door.

The last rays of the setting sun on the puppet deck, it turned out that this sleep, has fallen asleep to dusk.

Qi Mingchun water was sitting at the bow of the ship, falling white, flowing like a fairy. The setting sun shone on his white jade carved mask, reflecting the gentle glow of the sun.

She sullenly looked around, only to discover that she was no longer on the painting, but replaced with a flat boat. The speed of the boat is much faster than that of the painting. So the wind was so strong that she could hardly stand. Mo was chaotic and messy, and some flew to her mouth.

He screamed exaggeratedly, and finally reached out his hand to smooth out the mess on his face. I looked up and saw that Mingchun Shui had turned around and saw him awake, the eyes hidden in the mask glowed.

He was smitten by the heart he looked at, and whispered, "Master Ming, is the war over?"

"It's over, the pirates have returned to Shuilong Island safely. They are all safe, you can rest assured!" Ming Chunshui hooked his lips with a small smile and walked slowly from the bow.

I said so, the pirates were no longer in danger, and Selse breathed a sigh of relief. "So, is my father okay?" Selly asked worriedly.