Chapter 70: Who is the protagonist

Sang grabbed the lifeless clothes far away and looked back.
I saw the puppet hanging on the edge of the short-lived hairy butt, stunned, holding a small hand, reaching out to those bright crystals that would never come back.
Just looking at its back, you can feel a burst of desolation and solitude.
The arrow rained down, and the arrow was full of spirit. The bright crystal was suddenly submerged, and the blinking kung fu disappeared.
Short-lived hooked his head and ran into a short shadow.
After a gorgeous blood pool drifting, it passed through countless arrow rain smoothly and squeaked with a sudden stop, stopping in front of Han Shaoling's army formation.
Here, there is nearly a mile away from the Black Iron Great Wall.
The blood of so many living people gathered all the demons around.
Han Shaoling's army did not look easy either, not only to cope with the tide of demons that struck around, but also to face the heavy pressure brought about by the one-man ride.
Along with the last roar and roaring ghost, Yumei slowly raised the knife in his hand.
One person, fight your whole army.
Immediately, Han Shaoling's pupils tightened, and the warriors under the ranks of the armed forces were aware of the danger and shaved their hooves uncomfortably.
Han Shaoling arrived at the Great Wall at dawn. Hearing the report of the defending army that the king of Youzhou was trapped in the tide, he immediately ordered a soldier and went out of the city to "help".
I thought I was sleepy all night, and Yumie was more or less exhausted. I didn't expect to look at this moment. Although the blood was covered with blood, the momentum was not short at all.
Fang Cai's arrow rain did not cause him any damage.
Han Shaolin was a little hesitant.
He knew that the lifeless army was coming quickly.
Since You Wuming was unharmed, if you forcefully kill it, it will be a real battle. You Wuming Xiu is high and deep, and he will not be able to take him down at one and a half times. If you drag him to the battlefield and close the city gate, it will be a big trouble. At this moment, it is not appropriate to start.
This is the case with the royal family, as long as the last layer of window paper is separated, even if it is smashed on the other side with a hammer, as long as the paper is not broken, then they are still good friends.
"Youzhou King!" Han Shaoling laughed, "In order to get out of town to meet you, I have a lot of soldiers in Hanzhou-how should you thank me?"
You Wuming knew that he meant not to fight.
He did not want to fight. In the midst of the tide, Han Shaoling, who faced tens of thousands of cavalry, and a spirit of seven heavens, was not afraid, but there were fruits, dogs and puppets around him, which inevitably hurt which one.
You Wuming slowly groaned her fangs: "Go back and thank you for your family."
Han Shaoling smiled fakely, and his eyes slowly fell toward You Wuming. It happened that Sang, who had avoided a wave of the blood of Hades, was squinting out of You Wuyu's arms. She raised her face and looked at Han Shaolin.
Suddenly, Han Shaoling's pupils tightened, and his expression could hardly be sustained.
Sang far? !
How could she be? !
The surrounding demons roared endlessly, but Han Shaoling only heard the sound of "Bang--" resounding in his ears.
His eyes were pinned on Sang Yuan, and although a gentle polite smile was kept on his face, a few strands of green muscles bursting out from his forehead sold his mind completely.
she was! Why did you mix with Youwuming again!
Isn't there a fire-winged Xeon around her? How could she fall into the hands of Youmei? what happened? what happened? ! what happened! ! Could it be that the guard was a lifeless person? !
Han Shaoling suddenly remembered the mysterious look of Sang Bujin.
Could it be that the man who was engaged to Sang from afar...is desperate? !
Han Shaoling only felt the thunder.
But there is a golden shell in her hand... If this thing falls into the hands of Youmei, the consequences will be disastrous!
Han Shaoling was suspicious and forced to suppress his tumultuous emotion. Between the eyebrows, the killing intent could not be restrained at all-the intuition told him that if you don't remove You Wuming at this moment, I'm afraid there is no chance in this life!
He raised a hand decisively, biting the root of his tooth, and he was about to wave it down!
At this very moment, I suddenly heard the roar of hoofs again from the direction of the Great Wall.
Another army came over!
Sang Yuan, Han Shaoling and You Wuming looked up at the visitors.
It is a soldier in Zhangzhou. The leader is big and round waist, his face is black and red, and his beard and hair are messy. At first glance, he is a rough man.
With two axes in his hands, Da Lao Yuan shouted loudly: "Youzhou King, Hanzhou King, I Lao Zhang also come!"
It turned out that Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai received a letter and learned that Youyou was riding alone out of the city and was trapped by the edge of the Abyss. He hurried over from another tide point and led his own soldiers to rush out of the city to save people.
The cavalry rushed forward, struggling to resist the constant demons from both sides.
Zhangzhou Wang Zhangdai took the lead and rode a cloud beast with a particularly large bone. He jumped high and fell heavily.
"Hahaha!" The axe lifted up, and he chopped through a row of ghosts. Zhang Dai's black, red, and red face was overflowing with happiness, "Ah! Happy! Happy!"
When he arrived, Zhang Dai didn't find the atmosphere was very wrong. He opened his big cowbell-like eyes, looked at Han Shaoling, and then looked at You Mengming. He happily grinned his thick lips to his ears: "Hanzhou King knows you The state king was trapped in the devil's cave, but he was even more anxious than me! Hahaha! It's so rare! It's so rare! I knew I didn't have to hurry and come in a hurry!"
Han Shaoling, who is preparing to deal with You Wuming: "..."
Zhang Dai did not know that Han Jun's arrow was pointing at his own heart at the moment. With a big heart on his face, he toppled a few ghosts and drove the war rider to the front of You Mengming. He smiled ‘hey’ at him and lifted the axe.
You Wuming pulled the corner of her lower lip and waved the knife boredly.
Beckoned.
Sang saw that Zhang Dai didn't even feel ashamed of life, and couldn't help but feel a little strange.
You Wuming knew what she was thinking when she looked at her.
He bent down and leaned over to her ear: "Little Sanguo, the soldier on the front line, there is no one who does not worship me."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Although very arrogant and stinky, but it seems to be the truth.
She remembered that it was the same when she was in Hanzhou.
The defenders of the Great Wall are not afraid of lifeless, he is a star killer, and even a patron saint.
"Come back to the camp with me first!" King Zhangzhou waved his axe. "The two came from afar, all worked hard! Take a break first, and let them be handled by my little boys here!"
The most terrifying thing about ‘tide tide’ is the ‘tail whistle’ when regaining tide.
Zhangzhou is not a state with a maddening offensive. Although it is in the "surging tide", the intensity is not as strong as the "surging tide" of the states such as Han, Qi and Tu. With Han Shaoling’s 20,000 soldiers and horses, and The 7,000 elite soldiers who are about to arrive in Youzhou will certainly be able to survive this wave of'tail whistle', so Zhang Dai has completely relaxed his mind at this moment.
It's a blessing to be able to save You Wuming safely.
Under the guard of two cavalry troops, the princes of Zhang, You, and Han three states successfully returned to the Great Wall. After passing through the heavy gate of the Great Wall, Zhang Dai happily withdrew the plate axe behind him, and led Yu Wuming and Han Shaoling down the Great Wall happily. Group of simple palaces go.
Being disturbed by the ground snake, Han Shaoling could only press the killing heart and smirked.
"Yuzhou King," Zhang Dai smiled with teeth and eyes, and had nothing to say, "My old Zhang, this is the first time I saw you traveling with a woman! This hero is matched with a beauty, just like that... good The knife is equipped with a sheath! The knife is equipped with a sheath!"
He lifted his thumbs up: "A match made in heaven!"
Han Shaoling: "..." wants to kill Zhang Dai, who is in favor, who is against?
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Can the sheath stem pass?
Youyou motionlessly raised her lips, peeped at Sang Yuan, and then smiled politely: "She is the prince of Sangzhou and the daughter-in-law I am about to pass."
Black Eyes rolled a half circle and added a sentence: "I will marry this wife."
Zhang Dai was obviously taken aback. He first glanced at Han Shaoling, who was extremely ugly, and then stunned and sang away his white teeth. "...Sang Wangnu, long admiration."
Sang Yuanyuan: "Zhangzhou King, long admiration."
So embarrassing that there is no cure.
Zhang Dai's forehead clearly oozed out a bright sweat bead: "... Ha ha, ha ha ha ha. Good, good!"
Everyone knew that You Wuming had robbed Han Shaoling's wife, and the two also fought in Yumenguan.
Who could have imagined that he could bring a queen girl to the Wraith battlefield? Shouldn’t Jiaodidi’s maiden be raised in the deep palace? Zhang Dai wished to give himself a few big mouth scrapers.
This is really embarrassing.
Zhang Dai didn't even see Han Shaoling.
In a strange and silent atmosphere, Zhangzhou's temporary palace under the Great Wall arrived.
Zhang Dai hardened his scalp and invited Yuming Ming, Han Shaoling and Sang Yuan far away.
Naturally, the battle ride can only stay in the stall outside.
Sang looked at the puppet quietly with a long head—I saw that he was holding the broken bag with one hand, and with the other hand holding the soft hair under his short-lived abdomen, he flattened his mouth into a curved line. A pair of Qinqin eyes stared at the tear in the bag without blinking.
very pitiful.
Fortunately, for a short time, I don't think of it at all. It puts its hairy limbs in a circle, and the puppet is put in a fluffy white belly.
"Ou Ou Ou. Ou, Oo." He twisted his head back in short life, and made a very impatient voice toward the puppet, listening like comfort.
The puppet slowly turned his head and looked at the short life in surprise-this was the first time this big fat dog didn't tighten his belly tightly against it.
Isn't it possible to poke a hole with such a soft belly?
The puppet lowered his head and stared at his sharp fingers in contemplation.
...
At this moment, Sang Yuan and You Ming have left the left-behind children without guilt and stepped into the palace built by the King of Zhangzhou under the Great Wall.
The palace is very simple to build, but unique.
The stones in Zhangzhou are all red, orange and yellow. They are used to build houses. Naturally, they bring literary and artistic colors. There is no need to render, and the landscape is everywhere.
Stepping into the palace, it seems a little weird to not speak again. Zhang Dai's face was tangled, just like being taken to the execution ground.
He had no idea what to do with the complicated situation before him.
He had originally thought that by taking this opportunity to help Zhangzhou eliminate evil spirits together, it would be a beautiful thing if the two powerful men, King Hanzhou and King Yuzhou, could be released.
Who would have expected that You Wuming had brought Sang far away?
What can Zhang Dai do? He could only bite the bullet and reach out to lead the way, haha ​​said with a smile-
"Please come with me, wash the dust, Lao Zhang, I will have a banquet here, and give you the wind, hahaha, haha..."
You Wumei raised her lower eyebrow, looked away at Sang far, and smiled, "Come."
He took her hand, leaning slightly on her beautiful jaw, and said, "Zhangzhou King keeps the best roll pool for me. Today, it will be cheaper for you!"
With that in mind, she dragged her hand and swaggered to the side as if returning to her home.
Zhang Dai wiped his sweat and smiled at Han Shaoling, "King Hanzhou, please."
Han Shaoling's face was cold: "I don't have to change it."
His eyes have been pinned on the back of the two. One big and one small, like a couple of gods.
When did the two men raise their hands and have such a close and tacit understanding!
Roll the pool?
Han Shaoling took a few deep breaths, only to see that the eyes were black.
He didn't want to think about what kind of story those two people and one party would have, but he couldn't help thinking.
Youmei and Sang who came to the rolling pool hall are far too lazy to care about Han Shaoling's ideas.
He took two clean clothes from the animal skin bag and put them on the jade shelf by the pool. He took off his robe stained with demon blood with his backhand, and then leaned forward, picking her clothes with his hands and feet, and his mouth was licking. Whispered: "Do you have any hands, Xiao Sanguo? You need help to take off your clothes."
She was next to him. Only in this way would she be a little less shy-so close to each other, you can't see each other's clothes.
He peeped at her red face, and his expression became more and more pleasant.
Slightly bowed, hugged her sideways, and walked towards the rolling pool.
"Little Sanguo," he said, "It's not good for Zhang Dai to wait, just wash it and forget it, how?"
"Ok."
Two more steps were taken, and you let go of your hands horribly.
The sense of weightlessness suddenly struck, Sang exclaimed from afar, tightly wrapped around his neck.
"Afraid of anything," he squinted, his voice full of brazenness. "Even if you let go of your hands, I can hold you."
The low dumb voice, the floral fragrance stained with warmth, brushed her cheek.
Sang Yuanyuan: "...you are lifeless!"
This person is so bad that there is no cure.
Going down into the water, she hurried out of his arms and swam far away, hiding in the corner and washing up.
Across the white mist, you see You Youming laugh all the time and keep laughing.
After washing, she threw a big face at the pool, and like a flexible fish, she rushed into the pile of face plates and dried her body and hair with hot spiritual mist. The water drops on it, then picked up clean clothes with Lingyun Vine and came to change them.
You Wuming also came out of the water.
Now, his fire has not been extinguished, and the flames turned, and the water droplets on his body evaporated.
He was extremely thick-skinned and didn’t want to avoid her at all. He picked up his clothes lazily and put them on slowly. His long fingers carefully arranged the layers of clothes and slowly tied them. Girdle, that look lazy and expensive, so beautiful that people can't open their eyes.
Dressed neatly, she is also a self-assertive young king. He took two steps, his eyes slightly slanted, and reached out a big hand, holding her finger.
"Xiao Sanguo, didn't scare you to death! Can I eat you here." He bit his teeth deliberately at her, struggling to bite her face.
She glanced at him and ignored it.
Stepped across the corridor of red, orange, and yellow colors, the banquet hall was near.
Through the open door of the hall, Wang Zhangdai, the king of Zhangzhou, stood up from behind the desk and strode toward the outside of the hall.
Suddenly she stood on tiptoe and put her flower-like lips to the ears of desperate ears, exhaling like blue and charming eyes like silk—
"Just before, actually I really want it. All waiting for you in the flowers, why can't you just come."
You Wuming was struck by lightning, and the bottomless black eyes turned to her inch by inch, and her thin lips tightened instantly.
She exhaled slyly at him, then stood back to her place, put on a serious face, and smiled at the welcoming Zhang Dai.
Standard royal meeting meeting.
Youming: "..."
This is a fruit goblin who wants to die!
Zhang Dai led Youwu and Sang into the banquet hall from afar.
Han Shaoling, who was sitting in the hall, slowly lifted his jaw, and the sharp eyes like an eagle swept toward the hall door.
His eyes fell on Zhang Dai and Yu Youming, and then fell heavily on Sang Yuan.
Seeing her cheeks red, her face tender and affectionate, Han Shaoling's pupils shrank instantly and stood up unconsciously.
The royal family's cultivation made him not show any strange expressions, but just presented the meeting ceremonially.
You Wuming's footsteps swelled, his head tilted up slightly, and he looked at Han Shaoling with a smile instead of a smile.
For a while, the two smiled together on their faces.
"Yuzhou King, Yumen is a farewell, I miss it."
"Korean King, the style is still the same."
This greeting will take as many fakes as possible.
Han Shaoling turned to Sang far, without a movement for a while.
Sang far smiled and gave a gift. Seeing that Han Shaoling was still motionless, he smiled and looked at the sweaty Zhang Dai. He said: "I heard that Zhangzhou's roasted lamb with miso is a must. ?"
Zhang Dai reached the stage and hurriedly smiled: "Nature."
He simply raised two big palm fan slaps and patted heavily: "Feast!"
You Wumei raised her lower eyebrow, looked away at Sang far, and smiled, "Come."
He took her hand and took her to the seat.
Han Shaoling's eyes flickered and he stopped talking several times.
Just waiting to test out one or two, and suddenly heard a clear female voice ringing from the side: "Sang far away?! Are you still attending Han Lang's fixed wife banquet! Why are you with You Wuming again! Your royal family, that's it Anything!"
Han Shaoling only felt dizzy.
Marching in Zhangzhou, the road is far away, and naturally can only bring the dream worry-free around, often detoxification.
Just in a trance, I didn't realize that the guard behind me was quietly transferred by her again-this woman, as long as she wanted, seemed to be able to appear beside her at any time, changed to a guard for a while, and changed to a waiter for a while, these People can always be easily persuaded by her, opening her door to convenience!
At this moment, when Meng Wuyou clamored out loudly, he didn't know what expression to make to save her face.
Anyway, since accepting the woman who dreamed of worry, he has lost all his shame as a commonplace.
What can he do? Can only pretend not to hear this sudden question, staring blankly at Sang Yuan, breaking the jar and waiting for her answer.
Sang Yuan didn't even notice that Meng Wuyou slipped in from the outside and mingled with Han Shaoling's side-this so-called'hostess', the sense of existence was too weak.
She smiled lazily at Han Shaoling: "Hanzhou King, I haven't seen you in a few days. Your courtesy in Hanzhou is still uncomfortable."
Han Shaoling pulled the corner of his lower lip and turned his head to look at Meng Wuyou. He didn't know what to say for a while, but he said tiredly: "Can you go back first? Don't make trouble."
He turned his head and looked far away from Sang. There was a bit of fate hidden in the slightly sunken deep eyes: "Mother Sang shouldn't make fun of me. You don't know my situation."
Sang nodded far and said: "It is true. Life is the most important thing in life. The courtesy of the face, after all, is just vain in the world, don't matter. King Hanzhou, you can understand your situation."
Han Shaoling held his forehead.
You Wuming held back a smile.
"You are right in this sentence!" Meng Wuyou lifted her face. "One day, you will understand that all men are created equal. Feudal ethics is just a weapon used by the ruling class to restrain people's thoughts! What is above everything? Every life is equal, noble, and has the right to freedom!"
Sang Yuan browed slightly.
It turned out that it was really through the heroine, or the kind that only shouted empty slogans.
Sang pondered for a moment, smiled, and looked up at the dream-free eyes. "You are right, life, everyone is only once, naturally equal. Everyone deserves the respect they deserve."
Meng Wuyou was quite surprised: "I didn't expect you to be so conscious!"
"I have it, but you don't have it." Sang dropped his face far away. "Regardless of who you are, if you question the privacy of others in public, is it respect for others? Do I have any people, who have you, and all It has nothing to do with you. Who I am with is my freedom. You speak of equality, freedom, and rights. I haven’t gotten married yet. Don’t I have the right to choose my favorite Langjun freely?

Meng Wuyou's face changed slightly, for a while, her voice was much lower, she argued: "However, women should be self-respecting and self-respecting, if you are not clean and self-respecting, you are not self-respecting, can't you say it?"
Sang Yuan held back the utterly lifeless voice of Yin Xiao, and said slowly: "Youzhou King has not yet married, and I have already broken the contract with the Hanzhou King, and the two innocent people are together, just waiting for the big one Marriage, why do you say that you are not self-respecting? Is it because in your opinion, the name is not justified and followed by the husband of the woman, even the concubine is not counted, is this called self-respect and self-love?"
Sang chuckled sarcastically far, not looking at dreams and worry-free, only focusing on Han Shailing's Tieqing's face.
"Me, me, me and Han Lang are true love!" Meng Wuyou's eyes flashed anxiously, "He and others are just a marriage! Where are you, the royal family, where is love! You don't understand, arranged marriage is not Happy!"
"Oh, true love." Sang laughed lightly, "Your true love is really valuable. Compared with your true love, the companionship of others for many years has become a light-hearted "interest". Why should your mind be more valuable than others? Just because you are poor and white, but because you are useless? Just because you are weak, you have reason?"
Sang raised his eyebrows far away, gasping for breath without seeing the dream, and shook his head gently as if he could not speak.
"I never thought that the royal family should be superior, but in you, I can't see the slightest respect for other people as a person. The other people saw me and called a "king girl", which is recognition of my identity. It’s like going to the medical hall, you should call a
healer
, and when you arrive at the school, you should call a
sir.
And you, somehow, have an inexplicable sense of superiority, yelling and screaming at others regardless of occasion , It’s really awkward and rude."
Meng Wuyou's face was crimson, and she was always clever, and she couldn't say a word at the moment. She couldn't think of it, Sang Yuan didn't even need to use identity rank to suppress people, but she could argue that she had nothing to say.
Sang fared a gift to Han Shaoling: "The King of Hanzhou is open-minded, affectionate, and does not care about these vain rites. I have nothing to say. But as a royal family, I really don't want others to slander the dignity of the Yunjing royal family!"
"Good!" Zhang Dai couldn't help but say, "Hanzhou King, it's not my old Zhang who said you, even my big boss, I've heard people talk about the women around you that are not so good. At first sight, even my old cheeky face is ashamed for you!"
"You, you!" Meng Wu stomped anxiously, "You are just born with a good life, born to be a royal family, if you are born humble, will you still be so high on the hillside and look down on people?"
Sang is very strange: "Isn't it said that all men are created equal? ​​How can they be arrogant and belittle their own background? A civilian is born, but he has an arrogant personality, and there are many people who can be respected no matter where they go. And you, under the guise of inexplicable superiority, under the guise of'equality', when you face a person with a higher status than you, you pretend to be disdainful; when you face a person with a lower status than you, you don't treat them as humans at all!"
Sang Yuan's tone was more intense: "You have no worries and dreams, it's really hypocritical! Mother Zhang kindly helps you, and you turn around and betrayed her in front of Hanzhou King; Youzhou King's guard died for you , You don’t have any sense of gratitude or guilt in your heart at all; regardless of your low strength, you rushed into the pile of ghosts, so many people died for you, has your heart touched for a moment?! You regard them as life. Well, did you drop a tear for those who died because of you!"
Meng Wuyou's lips were trembling, her face pale, and she couldn't say a word.
Sang squeezed the lifeless hand quietly, leaning slightly, holding the desk, and slowly asked: "Dreamless, who gives you a sense of superiority? Do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?" ?"
She said so much today, in fact, it was for the moment.
Yumingmingming grasped the enlightenment, the low and charming voice accompanied her, and the dark star flickered in his eyes
"Oh, do you really think that you are the protagonist of this world?"