Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

The changes are just a moment.

On the Dharma field, all the executioners with knives stood neat and raised their knives straight.

Under the Dharma field, Liu Luoyuan looked at the executioners with frozen eyes.

Finally, Liu Luoyuan loosened Huawu's hand and whispered, "you brought the painter army to the imperial city without anyone knowing. If I hadn't found out where you are, how would you deal with it?"

Her voice was very low, with a little anger.

Hua Wu's face sank: "Luo Yuan, this is not something you and I can control..."

Before the painting was finished, the painted River on one side whispered, "it's time soon. If you make a bold move, the bodyguard stationed outside the city will make a move... Yandi really knew that his brother escaped from heaven!"

Huaxi was anxious and hid in the crowd because of his short stature.

However, Huaxi has not been reflected. The knives in the hands of dozens of executioners have been cut in two, and the people here are in a panic.

At this moment, everyone's eyes fell on Liu Luoyuan——

She was dressed in a pure white dress, and her white face was a little more cold. At the moment when everyone looked, Liu Luoyuan had flown to the Dharma field, grabbed the falling blade with his bare hands, rotated and cut off the hemp rope on all the painters kneeling on the ground.

"Kite lady! Draw a general!"

Those painters were excited to see Liu Luoyuan.

At this time, the bodyguards guarding outside the city came here, and thousands of bows and arrows aimed at Liu Luoyuan. She had excellent lightness skills. At the moment of flying in the air, all the arrows in the air were broken by the internal force.

Debris fell into the snow.

Liu Luoyuan fell to the ground and said, "Xianggong, take them out of the city!"

When the painter army heard this, they all helped each other and ran in the opposite direction. While Huawu is holding a knife and escorting the painter army in the Lingding sword.

It was a small Dharma field, and thousands of people were surrounded by it.

Liu Luoyuan became the target of public criticism, while Huawu fled outside the city with Huaxi

Among all the bodyguards, Nian huaisu stood straight and looked at the man on his side with a smile: "eighth Lord, now the bodyguard has more than 100 dead and injured. Do you want to continue to watch?"

Yan Ming nodded and coagulated the place of the tower, where a hundred bodyguards were also intercepted.

Huawu took Huaxi behind him and looked at the guards fighting with a helpless face.

Yan Ming tilted his head and smiled: "in terms of martial arts, painting martial arts is just an ordinary general, but his wife Liu Luoyuan can top a thousand generals. Although she is not as good as you, she is also a good martial arts wizard. So she looked at it and saw how many people she can kill."

Yan Ming stretched his arm and yawned lazily. In an instant, with a flash of strong red, he swept directly into the top of the tree, leaned on the branches and looked down at the movement below.

In, huaisu held his sword and leaned on the bottom of the tree, condensing Liu Luoyuan, who was gathered by the guards: "eighth Lord, I don't know what to say, not what to say."

Yan Ming glanced: "so what?"

Nian huaisu nodded and looked at Yan Ming above the sky and smiled: "Liu Luoyuan is pregnant. I'm afraid he doesn't know about painting martial arts?"

Then Nian huaisu looked at Liu Luoyuan.

Her abdomen bulged slightly, although it was not obvious enough, it could also be seen. The man with thin hands and feet only has some movement in his stomach, but he looks like he is pregnant.

As soon as these words fell, Yan Ming was a little excited. He stood up from the top of the tree and looked at the Liu Luoyuan firmly: "if you are pregnant, can the eighth King's house not be saved?"

"Save?"

Nian huaisu frowned and wondered what Yan Ming was thinking. But Yan Ming's words, she naturally wants to listen. In this way, Nian huaisu walked with his sword, flew directly over the bodyguard and landed in front of Liu Luoyuan.

But within a hundred moves, Nian huaisu's sword fell on Liu Luoyuan's neck.

Liu Luoyuan was covered with blood. His beautiful eyes twinkled. Looking at Nian huaisu, he was angry: "you can kill or cut it!"

As soon as he said this, Liu Luoyuan vomited blood.

Those bodyguards all retreated one after another, and someone came forward: "general Nian, Yan Emperor has already found out that this painting Wu has fled, but I didn't expect that there are accomplices here. Fortunately, general Nian took action, otherwise I don't know how to make a job."

Nian huaisu turned his back to the guards, frivolously slapped Liu Luoyuan's neck with a sword, then rowed down and fell directly in front of Liu Luoyuan's abdomen: "if you want to kill, you can't stay."

In addition to huaisu's smile, Liu Luoyuan turned pale, and the sword had penetrated Liu Luoyuan's abdomen in an instant.

A sword penetrates!

Blood drips into the snow.

All the bodyguards looked at each other and looked at Liu Luoyuan's gray face. Nian huaisu said gently, "Huawu escaped from the city. Those useless bodyguards must not be able to catch them. It's better for ben to lead him with this body."

As soon as the words fell, the bodyguards bowed their heads.

Nian huaisu took out his long sword, and Liu Luoyuan fell directly to the ground, while Nian huaisu gently wiped the blood stains on the blade with a disapproving look.

The heavy snow all over the sky is falling in succession. Anyone can see Nian huaisu dragging Liu Luoyuan's arm towards the outside of the city.

Blood, in the snow on a long line.

The slender and graceful figure dragged a corpse very slowly. The red flash in the air was a scene that no bodyguard had seen.

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The night is getting darker.

Nian huaisu stood in that deserted place and had stopped. She loosened Liu Luoyuan's arm, quietly looked at the sky of the night and said with a smile: "eighth Lord, but she got rid of the dead men of the inkstone emperor?"

The snow stopped and the red fell.

When Yan Ming jumped down from the treetop, he glanced at the pale face of Liu Luoyuan. He smiled and said, "you've done more."

"The Lord praised me."

"It's not like praising you."

"What the LORD said, the last general thought it was praise."

Nian huaisu looked at Yan Ming and smiled, pointing to the belly of Liu Luoyuan.

Yan Ming squatted down and stroked the belly of Liu Luoyuan. It was a star moon insect from his cuff. In an instant, the insect Gu had entered the blood field of Liu Luoyuan's abdomen.

The wound was recovering with great speed.

Liu Luoyuan's pale face also gradually began to recover her blood color. She lay in the snow, her eyelashes trembled slightly. Naturally, she opened her eyes and suddenly retreated when she saw the young man's mask.

Liu Luoyuan's vigilant appearance made Nian huaisu laugh.

Nian huaisu bent down and looked at Liu Luoyuan quietly: "if you don't kill you, how can I save you? It's hard to be saved in Dongshu, Miss Liu."

Hearing that Nian huaisu said his name like this, Liu Luoyuan was even more strange: "who are you?"

She looked down at the wound on her abdomen. Although there was blood stain there, her skin had healed. Her body had no discomfort. Was she still alive?

The sword clearly penetrated her abdomen!

Thinking of this, Liu Luoyuan stroked his stomach: "my child -"

Nian huaisu still smiled gently: "you can call Ben general Nian. You just need to remember that it was the eighth Prince's mansion that saved you from trouble, and you just need to remember that the child is still there."

"Still..."

Liu Luoyuan suddenly nodded and looked at Nian huaisu, then looked at Yan Ming, tightly held the mask on Yan Ming's face, staggered up, and then retreated.

At this time, Liu Luoyuan looked at the night and the strange place, and sank again: "people of Eastern Shu, save me?"

Her face was full of vigilance.

Yan Ming smiled, stepped forward and directly hooked Liu Luoyuan's jaw with great strength: "Yandi wanted to kill Huawu, but Huawu abandoned the painter's army and fled. Yandi wanted to kill you, but Huawu abandoned you. What kind of person do you think Huawu is? Loyal people? Painter's army think so?"

A series of questions made Liu Luoyuan hold his hand.

She looked at Yan Ming and wanted to get rid of his hand, but she was helpless. She was forced to look at the colored glass eyes under the mask: "my husband is a soldier of the painter's army, the life of Xizhou, and also my husband. Life and death have a life. Today's thing is only a last resort. If I do it again, I will save my husband!"

Liu Luoyuan said this firmly.

Yan Ming was slightly surprised. He took back his hand, gently kneaded the knuckles of his fingertips, and smiled at the corners of his lips: "although you married into the painting house, you are not the person of the painting house after all. What Huawu cares about is only his sister, aren't you?"

"What do you know?"

"Painting Wu only cares about the painter's face. He is timid. Shouldn't you know?" Yan Ming smiled and took off his mask and gently wiped the snowflakes on it.

The snow was cold, cold the mask, and cold his fingertips.

When Liu Luoyuan saw Yan Ming's face, he was stunned. The beauty of the moon was just a teenager

Yan Ming nodded and looked at Liu Luoyuan: "there are two thousand Eastern Shu troops going to kill Huawu and Huaxi. Just tonight, Huawu will die. Do you believe it?"

Liu Luoyuan was in a panic for a moment. The moment Liu Luoyuan turned around, Nian huaisu had already held Liu Luoyuan's arm: "Miss Liu, your life was saved by the eighth Lord, so you don't cherish it? Or does Miss Liu think that Miss Liu can kill the two thousand Eastern Shu troops? Since he left Miss Liu, he was fully prepared to fight alone."

Nian huaisu has soft eyes and smiling lips.

But this time, although Liu Luoyuan stopped, he also turned around.

She looked at Nian huaisu with determination. She knelt down and said, "since general Nian was willing to save Luoyuan, she begged general Nian to save the prime minister!"

Her head hit hard in the snow.

Under the moonlight, it reflected Nian huaisu's pale face and a touch of condensation in the corners of Yan Ming's eyes.

Nian huaisu looks at Yan Ming, who is fearless.

Nian huaisu suddenly smiled and said, "since Miss Liu wants to save, she will be saved. However, after saving people, the girl's family and life will belong to our eighth Prince's residence."

Liu Luoyuan naturally kowtowed his head again: "it doesn't hurt that general Nian wants my life!"

Nian huaisu whispered, "don't regret?"

"No regrets!" replied Liu Luoyuan.

At this moment, Yan Ming has gone towards the night, and the strong red clothes make a noise in the wind. He gently buckled the mask on his face, looked back and smiled: "if you want to be in your stomach, what about the child's life?"

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