Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The peerless face was slightly pale.

Ning Xiluo lowered his eyes and pressed the blade directly with one hand——

Inch by inch, the blade came out of the arm and disappeared into debris in an instant. He stood against the wind, his Phoenix eyes reflected the fire, and held Yan Ming's neck. "I said I wouldn't let you leave here alive today," he said in a cold voice

His hand was full of green tendons, and a sword penetrated Yan Ming's abdomen.

Yan Ming looked at the coldness on the sword with a low eyebrow and said with a smile: "I also said... I won't let you find her again. Can you trust me?"

A smile charms the country.

Yan Ming raised his eyes. The light of sunrise was reflected in the glazed eyes. He grabbed Ning Xiluo's clothes and finally let out his anger.

Ningxiluo lengmu: "then wait and see."

The sword was pulled out directly. His body moved and disappeared. At sunrise, Yan Ming stepped back two steps, lowered his eyes, coagulated the sword wound on his abdomen and fell directly into the river

Blood stained riverside.

Fireworks were swirling here, and all the bombing noises were silenced. The bodies of Fang Shu army were dragged on the ground by the painter army, and the blood on the river lasted for a long time.

General Fang Cheng came down from the warship and looked leisurely at the Bank of the river: "I thought I could fight with Miss Xi, so I rebelled against Fang Shu, but I didn't want to fight with the emperor. I'm happy."

He sighed and took in his bow and arrow.

At this time, there were waves in the river. The warship he had just taken directly broke a big hole, and the young man in red jumped up from the river.

"It's gu!"

"Run!"

“……”

There was a sound of hysterical panic in the painter army, and the poisonous insects on the ground went towards the painter army at a very fast speed. The thousands of painter armies handled here were silent in an instant.

Those painters who run very fast have got on their warships and fled towards the river.

Fireworks are wanton in mid air.

Fang Cheng retreated a few steps and his eyes were round——

Yan Ming's hand directly penetrated his abdomen, and Fang Cheng fell in the place where the insects were wanton. All the painters watched the young man in red heading towards the collapsed camp.

Just a slap, Yan Ming directly extinguished the fire on the collapsed camp. He gently covered his abdominal injury, and his evil eyes were all red with hatred: "bear it again, we can go right away."

Bodies were dragged away by him.

The collapsed surface cracked a gap. Yan Ming directly lifted the boulder with one hand and directly threw it into the river, and under the boulder was a heavy iron coffin!

The coffin lid was pushed open by him with one hand, and the sun fell directly on the woman's beautiful face. She slept just in time, quiet and silent, breathing evenly.

"I pretended well, pretended to lose, pretended to be injured, and won time for Luo Ye. Isn't it smart?"

"So this time, I won't lose you again, Yunxi."

"I'll take you right away. We'll leave Fangshu right away. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Yan Ming wiped his bloody hand on his body, picked up Yunxi directly, and put his thin lip gently on her eyebrows.

The bodies here are like corpse mountains.

Yan Ming stumbled to the ground with Yunxi on his back and swept away in the opposite direction.

"Who is the woman he took?! is it Xueying or Xi?"

"Send the signal!"

“……”

No one dared to go down on the warships in the river, coagulating the poisonous insects on the land and setting off fireworks here again.

*** ***

The jungle is full of silence.

Qianshui Gaoming naturally found the man lying under the pine in front of him and said in a surprised voice: "come on, it's the God of war. I found Miss Xi, it's Miss Xi!"

At this time, all painters went towards Qianshui wise general.

The man lay on the earth, his eyes closed, his hair was wet, and his beautiful face was faint silence. He lay like sleeping.

When Qianshui Gaoming wanted to pick up the beautiful man, he was directly pulled away.

All the forehead bent down in an instant and said, "emperor."

Qian Shuiming stepped back quickly and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "when I found Miss Xi, she was already lying here. The man who robbed her disappeared."

Ning Xiluo leaned over and directly held her in his arms: "Xi'er, Xi'er."

"Bang..."

Fireworks scattered in the daytime, which was the direction of the Xizhou warship.

Qianshui Gaoming looked at the warship there, but he didn't understand: "the Fang Shu army should escape, and those who were killed were killed. Why did this signal come?"

As he spoke, he pursed his eyebrows.

However, the appearance of the emperor was a little strange... Qianshui Gao mingning ningxiluo said in a low voice: "emperor?"

The leaves rustled.

The man in ningxiluo's arms seemed to move manually, and then directly dragged ningxiluo's clothes: "ningxiluo?"

This is the sound of doubt.

Qianshui Gaoming saw this great joy and said in a deep voice, "there's nothing wrong with Miss Xi!"

The sun shone down from the woods.

Lu Liguang was a little mottled on the handsome face, but the Phoenix eyes were getting colder and colder. Ning Xiluo stared at the woman in his arms and directly fastened her shoulder: "Why are you here? Where is she?"

Xueying woke up and saw the anger in ningxiluo's Phoenix eyes.

She hurriedly got up, held the pine on one side and kept shaking. She was ill and very uncomfortable. In turn, Xueying looked at the painter army in the forest: "are you hurt?"

Xueying stared at Ning Xiluo tightly. The blood halo of the sword wound on his arm stained most of his clothes, which was very eye-catching.

Xueying even couldn't stand steadily. It was hard to hold the pine. But the painter Jun looked at her happily, and she murmured, "where's Yunxi?"

The sound was very small, and Qianshui Gaoming standing on one side was shocked directly.

Qianshui said in a clear and deep voice, "are you Xueying girl?"

"Can't you recognize it?" Xueying clenched her hand and looked at the fireworks scattered in the sunny day. She was slightly surprised. "Is this your distress signal in Xizhou?"

She frowned.

Ning Xiluo stared at her, from anger to coldness: "Qianshui is wise, take everyone to track the escaped East Shu generals!"

Qianshui wisely took command, blessed the body, and left with the neat army of painters standing in the rear.

Ning Xiluo got up and hurried directly to the Bank of lanruo river. Xueying was flustered: "wait for me, don't go so fast! Ning - the emperor!"

Xueying gritted her teeth and ran behind ningxiluo. She stumbled two steps and fell to the ground.

The person in front didn't seem to hear her falling. She didn't even look back. Xueying said loudly, "ningxiluo, this is the body of Huaxi. Do you really care?"

This sentence was obviously effective, and ningxiluo stopped.

Just... Xueying was stunned.

His side eyes coagulated her, just disgusted: "Xueying, you're dead."

A palpitation in my heart.

——Just die.

Xueying's eyes were red. She had just slept in the camp. She woke up and appeared in the forest. She didn't know why she was here, and what happened here?

Xue Ying hung her eyes and wiped her tears.

Ning Xiluo left here. She held the pine tree step by step and followed his footprints towards the front. Just at the moment out of the forest, the blood in the sky had blocked Xueying's mouth and nose.

The corpses there were like mountains, and all the soldiers of Fang Shu were lying on the ground in a miserable shape. In addition, there are soldiers in the western state, almost lying like people, and there are tens of millions of insects on the ground.

Blood, dizziness stained her shoes.

This side of the lanruojiang river looks like this. The warships on the lanruojiang River are remarkable, the river water is very red, and the fireworks are still on the sky.

Ningxiluo, the monarch of a country, stood in the river and desperately searched for the body.

"Xi'er..."

"Xi'er..."

He cried aloud, and the calm color was torn by the appearance at this time.

Xueying crossed over from layers of corpses. Ning Xiluo turned back and her ink hair swirled in the wind the moment before she stepped into the river

Those red phoenix eyes coagulated her: "she... Disappeared... Disappeared."

Spring rain is coming.

The river water whirled and splashed, his eyes were very red, the blood in his arms slipped in the palm of his hand, and then slipped into the river water.

Xueying is stunned here.

People all over the world say that Wenzhi killed 88 people in the painting house. People all say that Wenzhi only used the painting River, and the body of the 3000 saints in the painting river has never changed.

He always loved her.

Tens of thousands of soldiers on the warship will stand in the rain, but no one dares to go down the river, full of corpses and full of blood. Xueying walked towards ningxiluo step by step, letting the river water soak half of her body cold.

Ning Xiluo's sword had fallen on Xueying's neck, and her eyes were cold: "if she hadn't found you, she wouldn't have fallen alone."

Standing in the rain, Xueying nodded her face: "if I help you find her, can you set me free? Ningxiluo, bet with me, can you dare?"

Xueying is afraid of ningxiluo, but looking at him like this, Xueying still summoned up her courage. Xueying clenched her hands under her sleeve: "if you can't find it back, kill me, or keep my body in the palace! I won't have the idea of escaping."

His thin lips gently pursed and his throat moved half: "OK."

Xueying stood in the rain, but she laughed: "this is what you said. Don't break your promise!"