Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Yunxi didn't leave for an hour, so something happened here. Although it has entered spring, it is still cold and biting at night. The painting is cold and does not sleep. Instead, it stands in front of 6000 soldiers and horses and closes its eyes in front of willows.

When the wind moved, the long sword in his hand suddenly drew out. One person died in front of him, but in a moment, the blood stained the willow and his red clothes.

In the chaos of war, six thousand soldiers stood up and were all pale and surprised.

Ma panic, Mo Yanran jumped down from the horse and went straight to the painting.

The 100 assassins in black stood in front of him. Were there only 100 people in the Beiyuan before 6000 soldiers? Mo Yanran's eyebrows were frozen, but she was surprised. If she guessed right, it should be arranged by the small country of Xianzu in the Beiyuan. If a large number of troops and horses are not easy to enter, and these seemingly good armed assassins can't beat a hundred.

Intercepting and rescuing soldiers is like something a small country can do.

Mo Yanran thought about these things, and the ten assassins directly lost their breath. When she looked back, she saw that the bow under the cool sleeve was just used. When she picked the tip of her eyebrow, she didn't open her mouth, and ten people lost their breath... She rarely painted cool hands, but she didn't really do it. Yunxi's usual sleeve bow can be used freely here.

The black iron sleeve arrow is worth ten with one, but it is not a false name.

Since Mo Yanran took out her sword, the sword in Hualiang's hand suddenly came out——

At the moment when the slender figure was in the air, another ten people died of sleeve arrows. When the self painting cooled to the ground, the remaining assassins rushed up and fell down together

The cutting speed is very fast.

The blood under the sword fell to the ground, and the painting was cool but without any expression. Mo Yan Ran: "go and clean up the body."

The words were cold, but the face looked extremely beautiful. Even if I listened, I couldn't get angry.

Although Mo Yanran scolded and feigned constantly in her heart, she still went to clean up the body.

Carrying the body, Mo Yanran suddenly looked back at the handsome man with green silk and high bundle, but his heart suddenly jumped for a moment. 6000 soldiers were resting between the two mountains. Even if the assassins came suddenly, they had to go to the painting cool body to move those people for a moment. After Yunxi left, Hualiang drove them here. The so-called duck on the shelf is just like this

The man in front of him looked a little blue and said softly, "there are three bodies here. If you don't want to bury them, you can throw them away."

After that, Hua Liang sat down by the tree to rest. As soon as his eyes closed, an assassin rushed down on his head. Hua Liang didn't move his body, but tilted slightly, and the assassin went straight into the sword.

Pooh——

It's the sound of blood and bone breaking.

"So cruel." Mo Yanran hurriedly pulled the body forward and didn't dare to see it again.

*** ***

The sky is dark and the stars and moon are light.

Two hours later, Yunxi and Yan Ming came down from the horse, tied the horse behind a willow tree, and walked away with small steps.

Yan Ming walked on the side of Yunxi and looked at it. Finally, he whispered, "an hour ago, I saw many assassins heading there."

Yan Ming points at his back.

Yunxi patted the dust of his clothes and looked back and sorted Yan Ming's red clothes: "I see."

Yan Ming picked at the tip of his eyebrow: "don't you worry?"

Looking at Yunxi's careful arrangement of his skirt, Yan Ming smiled.

Yunxi said, "the painting will be handled. It's up to you next."

Yan Ming knew what was wrong and said it was bad. He could only ask, "what are you looking at me?"

Yunxi raised his eyes, condensed the extremely gorgeous face of the person in front of him, and gently relaxed his tone: "just taking a short cut, we have crossed to Beiyuan Dengzhou. We will jump over the cliff over there later and enter Xianzu."

With that, Yunxi's finger smiled at the dark cliff a few feet away.

The boy's lips trembled: "the cliff ten feet away is naturally easy to jump."

Yunxi carefully patted Yan Ming on the shoulder: "these dangerous things didn't want to bring you. It's OK to bring Mo Yanran, but her beauty is less than one tenth of yours. Do you understand?"

The affirmation in Yunxi's expression made the boy step back: "so what?"

Yunxi took another step forward, warmly held Yan Ming's hand and rubbed it: "I've suffered all the way."

Yan Ming's face was stiff: "so?"

Yunxi smiled with soft eyes like praying for water: "the East Palace gave the news that some women of Yanliu school often go to the military camp of Xianzu small country. You know..."

"Huh?"

"If we go, your appearance will surely enter the commander's camp. At that time, I rushed in as your maid and cut him directly. Secretly, do you think this plan is feasible?"

"And then?"

"Then I'll take you to jump over from the other side of the cliff. They can't jump over. Is this plan particularly good?"

"Not good." Yan Ming said slowly.

Yunxi hesitated. He knew that this deadly plan would not be liked by Yan Ming. Now he can only take one step at a time. She also thought that Yan Ming would be angry, but now she looked at the person in front of her, but she didn't look angry.

Yan Ming lowered his eyes and looked at Yunxi seriously: "are you using me?"

"Not so!" Yunxi was a little flustered. Instead, he didn't know how to say it. He could only wilt. "If you can't, I'll go by myself... It's really not good to cut first and then play..."

In the dark, Yunxi's pink clothes swayed slightly.

She took Yan Ming's hand and walked towards the horse: "I'll send you back first, and then go by myself. I'm sorry."

This kind of thing, of course, someone is willing to sell his life. This kind of thing is that someone has to endure danger. She didn't think much. Instead, it's normal for Yan Ming to be angry.

The man behind him didn't move a step. Yunxi stopped and looked back at him.

The spring breeze floated the Qionghua, which was black for thousands of miles, and the boy looked at Yunxi with his eyebrows and eyes in the light flying Qionghua. Without any joys and sorrows, and without any expression, he said slowly, "I don't want to go, I just don't want you to go. If someone touches you, you can bear it, I can't. If you like, I can go by myself."

These words are clear to the ear, accompanied by the boy's bright red thin lips. Yan Ming stared at Yunxi, looked at her stunned appearance, then raised his smile, and the crescent moon's eyes looked at her again.

Yunxi was stunned for a moment. On the contrary, he still dragged him as before: "I'll take you back."

Yan Ming didn't move: "no, I'll take you back."

Yunxi said, "I'm not thoughtful. You can go back."

Yan Ming smiled: "that cliff, you can jump, I can jump."

At this point, he directly released his hand and went towards the cliff, walked to a fast pace, and suddenly jumped down