Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

Painter military academy field.

The night was already dark, but the 200000 painter army did not sleep. Instead, they stood straight with a long knife in their hands, one meter apart from each other, and these distances were reserved for the "God of war".

The wise general Qianshui stood by Xueying's side and looked at her happily: "Miss Xi, do you still follow the previous rules tonight?"

The night continued.

Xueying stood on the snow, and the back of her hand was red with cold.

The stove had already cooled down, and the maid brought in the palace had already been brought back to the palace by ningxiluo. The good name said, "this is not a place for women to stay, but Xi'er is different. It is my God of war."

Will the God of war be frozen?

Can't the God of war leave two maidservants to take care of his daily life?

Xueying shivered with cold. Since she abandoned the white fox Cape in the palace of light, the house of interior did not send her a new Fox Cape again.

The fox Cape in the palace seems to be only white. I saw Yunxi wearing a white fox Cape.

Xueying frowned, but there was some doubt. Yunxi's nature of learning to paint clearly attracted Ning Xiluo's attention, but why wear a white fox cape? Isn't it

Xueying was suddenly surprised. Didn't Huaxi actually use a white fox cape?

Doesn't Huaxi like white?

All thoughts were frozen by the cold season.

On Xueying's side, Qianshui Gaoming asked again, "Miss Xi, Miss Xi?"

After a long time, Xueying slowed down slightly: "general Qianshui?"

The voice fell, and Xueying's frozen white breath exhaled.

Even the appearance of breath is also like orchid! General Qianshui sighed and looked at all the painters under the stage: "I heard before I joined the painters' army. Miss Xi challenges hundreds of people every night, so as to exercise their martial arts."

What else did Huaxi do before he died?

Xueying's face was stiff and white. Looking at those eyes under the stage, every painter army looked at her, and there was a color of joy in her eyebrows——

"Challenge!"

"Challenge!"

“……”

It's already Haishi. It's 11:00 midnight in modern time! Didn't the ancients sleep early? Why did you change your appearance when you came to her?

Xueying gently rubbed her hands and gently sucked the frozen red tip of her nose: "a hundred... A hundred people?"

"Miss Xi, don't you forget! This hundred people's words are only heard by outsiders! 200000 soldiers here have been taught by Miss Xi!"

"Yes! Miss Xi chooses an hour every night, one person to ten thousand people!"

"In this way, every painter army can fight with Miss Xi, which is also a blessing for our soldiers!"

Under the stage, several painter Jun looked at Xueying with longing, and the big knife in his hand was ready to try.

Before Xueying opened her mouth, the painters had retreated in an orderly manner. Ten people went directly to the stage, only a foot away from Xueying.

The ten men bent over.

The soldier said, "before the battle of Dongshu, it was actually my turn... But things happened before Miss Xi's teaching. We were ashamed that we couldn't save Miss Xi!"

With that, the soldier's eyes were red.

Then, whether on or off the stage, all the soldiers were red eyed, but they still looked at Xueying with burning eyes. All the expectant eyes looked at Xueying's hand.

And her hands, now frozen red, have no sense of anything

It's already this hour. Do you want to challenge?

Did the original owner not have his own nightlife? Fight here every day? At this time, the pain of bad weather in Xueying's heart has exceeded the despair of love.

Xueying just wanted to say "no", the ten soldiers directly bent over: "Miss Xi, don't be merciful this time!"

After saying that, ten people rushed over directly.

Qianshui wise general directly dodged away and looked at Xueying with confidence: "God of war!"

Under the stage, 200000 soldiers followed and shouted "God of war"!

The cold wind also stopped at the moment. Xueying stood in the dark night and looked at the ten painters who had come back. When she waved, her internal force swept the knives in everyone's hands, and the ten fell down on the platform.

"Bang..."

It's the sound of bones breaking and snow falling.

It was noisy here, but at that moment everyone was still, and everyone went towards the army of ten painters.

Blood flowed out along the snow

Qianshui was stunned. He took an unbelievable look at Xueying, directly jumped off the battle platform and rushed into the crowd. He gently measured the breath of one of the young painters——

His face was a little heavy and his hands were shaking.

"General Qianshui, are they all right?"

A painter Jun asked nervously. Looking at the ten people thrown out and the blood on the ground, everyone trembled and nodded incredulously at the people on the platform.

The bright moon.

Ten people lost their lives and died at the hands of the "God of war" they longed for.

General Qianshui said in a deep voice, "inform... Inform their family." he got up and looked at the people on the stage. Those eyes were full of disbelief and doubt.

Xueying held her hand tightly and looked at the dazzling place below. She was a fresh young man, because she was thrown down like a fallen leaf.

She was stunned and clenched her teeth. He killed people, killed people!

Xueying retreated. She just felt trembling all over. Everyone's eyes were looking at her. Everyone looked at her with suspicious eyes!

She didn't know how much internal power she had, so she threw it out!

In the daytime, it was the same with qingluan, but qingluan never lost his life directly!

Why... Why!

When she wanted to kill qingluan, qingluan didn't die, and she didn't want to kill, but these people died because of her.

Xueying hung her eyes and looked at the slightly hot rotating wind in the palm of her hand. Just when she wanted to run, someone directly blocked her way.

Qianshui said in a brilliant and deep voice, "Miss Xi!"

A shock made Xueying's face stiff and white: "I didn't mean it!"

Qian Shuiming frowned and clenched his fist, but suddenly loosened it: "the girl's body has just healed, and it's normal to have a bad grasp of strength... Now something like this happens, Miss Xi should stay."

leave behind?

Xueying's dense eyes looked at the man in front of her: "what does general mean?"

She bit her lower lip and her eyes were cold. In this age of cold weapons, isn't it normal to die a few people? What's the difference between how many people she killed and how many people Yunxi killed?

Why are you looking at her like this?

In my memory, Huaxi also dealt with the painter army. Is that bloody memory false? Huaxi kills only the people in the army. The whole painter army belongs to the original owner. What if he kills people by mistake?

Qianshui leaned over wisely: "the person killed by Miss Xi's wrong hand is not the one who violates the military regulations. If so, the military regulations are equal. Please accept the military punishment!"

Xueying's hand clenched in an instant: "please tell the general what military punishment is!"

Her voice was cold and she looked at the person in front of her word by word.

At this time, the painter army was in turmoil.

Those bright eyes looked at Xueying, but they were extremely surprised.

Qianshui wise still bent over: "the so-called military punishment is whipping."

He was afraid, but he still said these words.

Before joining the painter army, who hasn't heard of the military punishment of Huaxi? General Hualiang violated military regulations and was whipped 99 times by Huaxi. There was nothing good on his back! When Hualiang couldn't bear to faint, Huaxi took the remaining 30 lashes for him.

The painter army is proud of military regulations. And this honor is the God of war.

At that time, Huaxi angrily said in front of all the painters: "if it happens again, no one will be immune!"

If you make mistakes, you will be punished. If you are short of breath, you will die.

All painters should take warning and never make mistakes, and today's Huaxi killed the soldiers in the war, that's wrong! Even if it's innocent, it's wrong!

If you are wrong, you will be punished!

A painter's army handed the whip directly. At the moment when Qianshui skillfully held the whip, he hung down again: "please the God of war take this punishment. One person has ten lashes, and the ten people's lives take 100 lashes as military punishment. These injuries are the result of the general's instructions to their family!"

"Thousand water is clever, you want to fight this palace?" Xueying said coldly.

However, Qianshui Gaoming stared at her and affirmed his voice: "it's military punishment."

The whip was raised directly without any hesitation. Xueying nodded to all the painters under the stand, and those painters just looked at her.

No one stopped.

If Huaxi is respected, why is there such a thing as military punishment?

Xueying said softly, "thousands of water is wise. If this whip falls, you know what the consequences are."

Qianshui is clever and silent, and his arms are trembling gently.

If he was whipped, he would be executed in the palace.

If you don't whip, how can you explain the lives of the ten people?

Who has no home?

The military regulations of the painter army are well known. If there is no military punishment, how can he stand as the commander of the painter army in the future! Without military punishment, he would be executed by the world. If there is military punishment, it will be punished by the palace. If so, it would be better to do the great righteousness of Putian and move the military punishment. No one will blame him except the emperor who dotes on the God of war.

Qianshui's bright eyes were red and said in a loud voice, "please accept the military punishment."

The whip fell directly——

However, Xueying held the whip directly. In a flash, the whip had been broken by her!

There was no sound here. Qianshui Gaoming didn't stand firm. He retreated two steps and fell directly off the platform. The painter army caught him.

Xueying stood here, from fear to affirmation, and finally mocked: "if you know it's the God of war, you should know who set the military punishment! If so, it's the military punishment. It's better to change the military punishment."

She said, her trembling arm under her sleeve was firmly held by herself.

Xueying remembers what Gu Shengyan told her in the daytime. The rule is to draw a river, so if you want to change it, you can change it. Now, these painters are still trying to change her with these rules? She came to the troubled times alone, and she was the only one who could protect her. If she becomes a painting stream one day, it will always be a painting stream.

This is not the 21st century. This is a place where the weak eat the strong. If she is strong, then everyone should be obedient. Anyone who doesn't obey will be killed, so that she can get what she wants.

Living is what she wants to do!

Those painters killed by Xueying were on the ground, a whole ten people.

With disgust at the corpse and fear in her heart, Xueying looked at it and smiled sarcastically: "you were once appointed commander-in-chief by the emperor because the painter army has no one. Today, the palace is here, then you are no longer commander-in-chief."

Qianshui Gaoming's face turned white, but his body was trembling.

He bowed down and said, "it's the rule of the painter's army and the rule of painting the old general of Wu every day. It's the rule of our painter's army to compete without hurting people! No matter today, whether Ben will be the commander or not, and whether Ben will still be alive today, here, please the God of war understand today's mistake and pay for the lives of these ten soldiers!"

His voice was burning and respectful.

All the painters bowed and said in a deep voice, "please the God of war to lead the army!"