Tyrant Wants Matrilocal Marriage

When huaisu first saw Luo Sang in, he stood behind the tree with a little timidity in his cold eyes.

The young man has beautiful and cold eyes, which is similar to the dead face and some, and his appearance is excellent. Wrapped in black, it is too similar to the clothes of those dead men.

The dead men who came with Lausanne came forward, blessed Nian huaisu, and then swept away.

Here, only rosang is left.

He peeped out his eyes from behind the tree, cautiously coagulated Nian huaisu and asked softly, "general Nian, you took me out of Luo's house without permission, but with whose consent? But with the consent of the eighth Prince's house?"

The voice of the youth is timid.

In, huaisu pointed his sword at Lausanne. At that moment, the tree was cut off at the waist, but Lausanne could escape directly and jump several feet high and fall.

Luo Sang was so frightened that his face turned white: "general Nian, what does this mean?"

Nian huaisu smiled and said gently, "your Kung Fu is not wasted. It's really the people of the Luo family. Those dead men taught you well. From today on, you will follow the eighth Lord. Do you understand?"

Luo Sang was delighted, and went forward directly and half knelt on the ground: "Luo Sang saw general Nian! Thank general Nian for his reward!"

The timidity dissipated a little, and Lausanne looked down without nodding.

bestow a reward?

Nian huaisu felt a little funny. Following the eighth Lord was like a reward in the young man's eyes?

In, huaisu's slender hand gently pinched Lausanne's arm and directly lifted him up: "Lausanne, since the day the Lord wakes up, he will give you the identity of a general, and whether you can let the Lord trust you, you know what to do."

Luo Sang raised his eyes, looked at Nian huaisu's beautiful eyes and said, "Luo Sang understands."

Luo Sang only knew that he was raised in Gusu with his younger brother Luo Ye. He only knew that he was from the eighth Prince's house, but he had never seen the eighth Prince and rarely saw the general this year. Now he also stepped out of Dongshu for the first time and came to huaisu this year.

Nian huaisu just made a move, which was just to test his kung fu.

Luo Sang raised his eyes, looked at Nian huaisu, and bit his teeth: "my brother Luo Ye -"

He didn't know how to ask. His younger brother Luo Ye was taken out of Gusu city earlier than him. He didn't even know where he was going. Now only this year can Huai Su answer his words

At this time, Nian huaisu just looked at the sky quietly, and the stars reflected in the beautiful eyes is absolutely beautiful. She smiled and patted her hand.

In the distance, the war horse came here at a very fast speed. Nian huaisu immediately got on the horse and hurriedly hired him, leaving only the sentence: "follow me with lightness skills. If I lose it, I won't tell you."

This war horse is a good foal. How can he keep up with his lightness skills?

Lausanne gritted his teeth and went towards the war horse. It took him half a month. The war horse was tired to death from the moment Lausanne stepped into Nanyue.

In, huaisu stood under the high mountain and looked back at Lausanne: "tired?"

"Not tired!"

"Regret?"

"Don't regret it!" Luo Sang's face flushed and spread it directly to the ground. He nodded and clenched his fist with Nian huaisu's Rouge face, "general Nian, what you promised me --"

In, huaisu stepped forward step by step, and his white clothes rose with the wind.

She looked down at rosang and put her fingers on her lips: "shh."

Rosang was silent and his face was reddish.

The red lips were slightly raised. Nian huaisu leaned over Luo Sang's ear and said, "Fang Shu has been separated from Eastern Shu for too long. You need a detailed work that knows the root and the bottom, and your brother is the choice. Do you understand?"

The words were small, and the wind had turned red in rosang's ears. Luo Sang only knew that his heart beat faster. Before turning back, he saw Nian huaisu plundering his lightness skill and heading towards the top of the mountain.

There, surrounded by clouds, there is a unique scenery.

But how can that be where Lausanne's current martial arts can reach?

If the eighth Lord is in the cold spring on the top of the mountain, he will go even if it is difficult and dangerous!

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Luo Sang swept directly to the pine on the hillside, climbed by hand, and went up the rumored ice spring for three days and nights

There is already a human environment.

And Nian huaisu stood on the side of the cliff, bent his eyes and coagulated the newly exposed Lausanne: "three days, too slow."

Despite these words, Nian huaisu stretched out his hand. Luo Sang was happy and went to pick up the hand, but he felt the surge of internal force in the palm of his hand. In a moment

Lausanne's body was like fallen leaves blown away by the wind and fell directly off the cliff.

Nian huaisu looked at the shadow farther and farther away, and his eyebrows were faint.

Behind him, someone gave a light smile: "Nian huaisu, you are not afraid to fall and die Rong he's brother? If you die, the eight kings will blame you."

When Nian huaisu looked back, he saw Shan Jue's lazy posture. She leaned against the wooden branches in the spring, sliding her feet back and forth in the ice water.

It seems to be all kinds of talking, but it is a disappointed expression.

Nian huaisu looked at Shan Jue: "if you can't even go up the mountain, the eighth Lord doesn't need him to accompany you. If you understand this truth, you will know what kind of person you must be with the eighth Lord."

"There are a few qualified people. Didn't he pick you?"

"The eighth Prince didn't pick me, but I picked the eighth prince." Nian huaisu smiled on his lips. Every time he glanced at the ice spring, it was the beauty of a dream.

Long hair rippling, dispelling the halo of the sunset.

Shan Jue jumped directly from the top of the tree, soaked her whole body in the spring, waved her sleeves, and Nian huaisu was held in her arms. Her arms were cold, and the ice cooling could cover up the pain of blood exchange.

Shan Jue gently put his chin on Nian huaisu's shoulder and smiled: "what can I find after going to Xizhou for so long?"

Shan Jue's hand is clasped with Nian huaisu's ten fingers under the ice spring.

Blood, along the place where blood flows, gradually changes.

Blood exchange again, stinging

Nian huaisu's face turned pale: "I've found it."

"I won't ask you the answer, just ask you if you have handled it?"

The blood of his whole body seemed to be frozen with ice on his back. Nian huaisu slightly closed his eyes: "I'm waiting for an opportunity to let the eighth LORD deal with this matter himself. For others, just watch and watch, that's right."

"Oh?"

Shan Jue tilted his head slightly and looked at the side of the cliff. There, a pair of bloody hands climbed up directly and fell on the top of the mountain in an instant.

The young man kept breathing, and his beautiful eyes looked at Nian huaisu and Shan Jue in the spring: "Nian general! Luo Sang came up this time!"

With his back to Lausanne, Nian huaisu was slightly stiff.

Shan Jue retracted her hand and looked at Nian huaisu in her arms, who had no strength, so she directly picked up Nian huaisu and put him gently on the bank.

With the help of moonlight, Shan Jue glanced directly at luosang.

Shan Jue buttoned Luo Sang's face with his fingers and went under his bones: "Hey, you're not a good seedling for practicing martial arts. You're not suitable for practicing lotus sound skill. It's a pity. It's a pity that there's only a little difference in the appearance of bones."

Shan Jue sighed, but Luo Sang retreated a few steps.

Nian huaisu supported himself, looked at Shan Jue and said angrily for the first time: "no matter how refined his martial arts are, he will not be like you. Naturally, he is not suitable for practicing Lianyin skill."

Shan Jue got up and looked down at Nian huaisu: "it's time to protect the calf, not when you just pushed him down."

In, huaisu frowned.

Shan Jue knew it was not fun and said faintly, "you have to bear the pain of blood exchange at night."

After that, Shan Jue jumped directly from the top of the mountain!

Rosang said, "she jumped down!"

He lay down at the mouth of the cliff and looked at the darkness below. He could no longer find Shan Jue. And since Lausanne looked back, the whole body was stiff

The ice of the spring rose in the night.

In the deepest part of the spring, a young man was frozen. The man in bright red clothes lay in the ice, his eyes closed and rested, and his face was more dazzling than the moonlight,

The black hair, corresponding to the red dress, is already beautiful.

Even if it is frozen, the youth's thin lips are bright red, like the color of blood

Lausanne covered his mouth slightly, but unconsciously got up and wanted to go towards the ice water: "general Nian, he... Who is he!"

Lausanne looked back and saw Nian huaisu curled up on the ground and trembling.

Luo Sang bent down and touched Nian huaisu's body. It was extremely hot. Is this the pain of eating back? Is this what the man just said about suffering?

Luo Sang looked anxiously at the frozen man in the spring and Nian huaisu: "how can I help you... Tell me, I can certainly help you!"

He knew that the voice was shaking.

In, Huai Su pushed away Luo Sang and jumped directly into the ice spring in the next moment. His whole body was immersed in it, closed his eyes and sealed his acupoints.

……

The moon is full of ice and cold spring.

Lausanne stood on the bank and watched her beautiful face change at a very fast speed. Her face was even better than before

Just look at it like this for three years.

In the past three years, at this time of each month, Nian huaisu passed like this. There was no pain, but only waiting slowly.

Nothing has changed, but everything has changed again.

Lausanne is growing up every day. Since he was 15, he has passed the year huaisu, and the frozen people in the spring have changed.

On the day of the full moon, there was a moment of turbulence in the icy spring.

Since Lausanne was on the top of the unparalleled glass pupils, he didn't move for a long time. He was on the bank, and the owner of the empty glass pupils leaned against the ice and opened his eyes at the moment when the moonlight fell.

……

He had seen all kinds of people in the world and people with very beautiful faces in the world, but rosan had never seen such a beautiful person. If you describe the man in the ice with good looks, you must have insulted the man.

Just thinking like this, Luo Sang swallowed his saliva.

The man in the ice looked at Lausanne and said softly, "who is it?"

Even the sound is so good.

In the rest of Nian huaisu, he got up in an instant, looked at the spring with unbelievable eyes, and knelt directly on the ground: "the last general has been waiting for the eighth Lord for 15 years!"

Nian huaisu's voice was trembling, and tears fell drop by drop.

But Yan Ming still didn't move. He leaned against the ice and smiled: "sister Huai Su."

All the night breeze came out quietly, and all the silence became silent in this sound. Yan Ming looked at Nian huaisu, but his hand couldn't move. The ice attached to his body and was tired.

In, huaisu used the lightness skill of plundering and went straight to the spring. She wanted to split the ice with one palm, but someone grabbed her arm directly.

Nian huaisu looked back and saw Shan Jue's angry appearance: "if he hadn't broken the ice with his body, his time would be static. If you were tough, you would be asking for his life, okay?"

In, huaisu's face was stiff and white, and he retreated step by step behind the spring.

Yan Ming looked at Shan Jue faintly across the ice. After a glance, he said gently, "go back to Dongshu as the eighth Prince's residence and do what you should do. Don't delay any more."

"Can --"

In, huaisu just opened his mouth and found that the thickness of the ice layer was getting deeper and deeper. The glazed pupils closed slightly, leaving only cold.

……