Chapter 472: Treacherous dream

Biquge EbookFREE.me, the fastest update has a president who must marry me the latest chapter!
Unlike Mo Zixin's reaction, Yin Sichen blurted out: "Zi Xiao..."
Fujin... Zixiao... Yun Zixiao!
At the moment when he came out, Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin blurted out the name of Yun Zixiao, a generation of females who were shocked, beautiful, and angry in the early Qing Dynasty.
Hearing the voices of the two, a strange emotion flashed in the eyes.
The other members of the national team have been completely stunned!
This is entirely the royal family of the Qing Dynasty.
This is simply a template that comes out of the textbooks!
Smile, describe your behavior, and make no mistakes!
Even the consultants who came with the national team couldn't pick out the slightest mistake!
These consultants, but all of them are all Chinese studies!
They can’t wait to record the picture at this moment, take it back and show it to the students, and let them see what is the real royal style.
Xixi walked around with zizi Yongrong, and paid a courtesy to everyone.
After the salute, he sat gracefully in front of the coffee table on one side, his armored fingers slightly raised, and he calmly burned incense to make tea.
Someone started playing the piano on one side.
The incense burner curls, the sound of the piano is melodious, and the beauty cooks tea.
This picture is so fascinating to watch the audience at the scene.
Those members of the national team who looked above their heads, after seeing this skill, suddenly realized how pale and thin the tea art they were once proud of.
After seeing the skills of Miss Yunjia II, they realized that the highest level of tea making is not how skilled you are, but a state of mind.
Without a state of mind, no matter how skilled the skills are, they can only be reduced to third-rate.
Xixi knows this very well, so she hasn't been out in the past few days, but is hone her mind at home.
Either don’t do it or do your best.
Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin looked at the moment before them, and there was a moment of loss of soul.
The eyes of the two most calm men were eager.
They did not understand why they were so excited suddenly.
At the moment when he walked out, something seemed to be broken in the minds of the two people.
As if something broke the imprisonment...
The other players and advisors of the national team all left by car and settled in the designated hotels.
Mo Zixin stayed but lived on the mountain.
When sleeping at night, no matter whether it was Yin Sichen or Mo Zixin, the two of them could not fall asleep.
In his mind, he repeatedly replayed the appearance of a flag suit walking out of the room.
Yin Sichen is a little better, he just feels distressed.
Mo Zixin's feelings are even stronger. He always feels that he has seen this picture and is familiar with it...
But now it is clearly modern, and it is not Manchu.
Xixi is a pure-blooded Han. His ancestors have always lived in the Central Plains. How could he be given the illusion?
As if she was born to be suitable for wearing clothes full of people.
With this strange intuition, Mo Zixin finally fell asleep.
Faintly, Mo Zixin saw himself in an extremely vast world, where there was a desolate, yellow sand, and the air was full of smell.
Just when Mo Zixin wanted to find out where he was, suddenly there was a rhythm of trampling.
Like he was watching a 5d movie, he felt the shock of this picture at close range.
A man with almost the same appearance as him, with an armor riding on the horseback of a maroon horse, with a big word flying on the flag behind him: Shuo.
On the other side was a burst of horseshoes, and a woman in a red warsuit rushed to the front with the team behind her. The word on the banner behind her was: cloud.
When Mo Zixin fixed his eyes on the past, he almost stumbled to the ground!
The contour of the facial features of the woman on horseback is exactly the same as Gu Xi! It's just that her arrogant flying and slanting temperament are so different from Gu Xixi.
"Master, what you said is true?" The woman on horseback is full of confidence and publicity in her eyes: "I Yun Zixiao is willing to fight the king! Is it really possible for Master Shu to do this? ?"
"General Yun, as a female genius, can be put on the battlefield. Is this the Han Chinese invincible?" The reins in the hands of Shuo Wang Yile: "We are all born to be heroes on horseback, admiring the talents of the Han Chinese. General Yun is so gorgeous even if he is shocked among the Han people, but it seems that it is not the custom of the Yun family to attack the enemy with his own shortcomings?"
"It seems that Shuo Wang is too confident. Can he win? Let's fight first!" Yun Zixiao smiled in the sky, frowning into the temples, Gu Panshenghui, watching the Shuo Wang could not help shaking his eyes.
"Okay, today this king will fight alone with you! As long as you can win this king, we will retreat thirty miles today!" Shuo Wang's blue eyes slightly sink: "General Yun is careful!"
As soon as the voice fell, the king shook his reins and rushed towards Yun Zixiao.
Almost at the same time, Yun Zixiao squeezed his horse's abdomen and rushed towards the king.
The moment the two horses staggered, the weapons in both hands slammed together.
Shuo Wang originally looked down on the Han people, especially on horseback, he was born with divine power and was a warrior among the people.
He had been playing a quick and quick decision, and he slashed the enemy's head with speed, and by the way, wiped out this group of rebels.
But at the moment the weapons intersect, Shuo Wang suddenly finds himself wrong!
The woman with an exquisite figure and a voluptuous figure actually had the will and strength to not lose to him at all!
Yun Zixiao's hand picks and pulls, and instantly pulls into the distance between the two.
"It seems that this is not the case for the full crowd!" Yun Zixiao smiled and flirted willingly: "Who says I have no hero on the back of the Han Chinese? Shuo Wang should be careful!"
Suo Wang was irritated by Yun Zixiao, and no longer kept his hands, and slashed towards Yun Zixiao's head.
Where did I think Yun Zixiao's waist was extremely soft, his body leaned back, and the weapon in his hand suddenly picked up the power cut by Shuo Wang, one pick at a time, and a four or two pounds came, which instantly resolved the attack of Shuo Wang? At the same time, he bullied himself and used the other end to shoot hard towards the waist of the king.
Shuo Wang has a lot of fighting experience. When Yun Zixiao photographed, his strong body twisted and grabbed Yun Zixiao's weapon with one hand.
Yun Zixiao's offensive was old and had to give up, quickly retreating.
At the moment when Yun Zixiao retreated, the weapon in Shuo Wang's hand also withdrew, and the blade wiped Yun Zixiao's face and instantly lifted the face towel off Yun Zixiao's face!
Yun Zixiao looked at his cheek on the side. A strand of long hair was cut severely by the blade and fell with the face towel.
The Shuo Wang collected his weapons, but when Blue Eye looked at Yun Zixiao, he was stunned.
He never thought that the woman who had caused him a lot of trouble was so beautiful...beautiful.
It turned out that the Han women were so delicate and beautiful.
This is completely different from the roughness of the women on the grassland.
Despite the heroic body of Yun Zixiao, his fair skin, full forehead, and beautifully contoured facial features, he still lost a typical beauty blank.
Yun Zixiao gritted his teeth and looked at his face towel, just about to admit defeat. Who knows that the opposite master turned out to be a godsend and said: "I lost! I will fulfill my promise and retreat thirty miles. Just General Yun, The next time I meet, I'm afraid I will die if you die!"
Yun Zixiao instantly opened her eyes and looked at Shuo Wang in disbelief.
Shuo Wang shook the reins, his weapon picked up the face towel that Yun Zixiao dropped to the ground, grabbed it, and evacuated with the speed of the team.
Yun Zixiao stood there dumbly for a long time, and he didn't come back for a long time.
Obviously he lost, but why did he...
In the Qing army barracks, the Shuo Wang, who had removed his armor, sat in the big tent, holding a face towel that was picked up by him, and a strand of hair from Yun Zixiao remained on the face towel.
The Master King ghost smelled the face towel, still carrying the girl's fragrance on it.
The king's heart beat like a drum.
At this moment, Shuo Wang understood that he was finished.
He fell in love with the Han Chinese woman in fresh clothes and angry horses.
Then there were several battles, both large and small, on both sides, and the two sides suffered from each other.
Originally it was just a little heartbeat, but after several confrontations, Shuo Wang went into the bone marrow of this Han Chinese woman and never wanted to let go.
On this day, the two sides fought as scheduled.
Shuo Wang looked at the woman in front of him who made him love and hate, and changed his former calmness, but said: "I'm afraid this is our last battle. After three days, the 100,000 army will be overwhelmed, completely Clear up the rebels in this area. General Yun, you only have 10,000 people, how can you fight against my 100,000 iron hoofs?"
Yun Zixiao's eyes sank: "Even if you lose, you can't go back!"
"General Yun can ignore his own life and death, don't he also care about your soldiers' lives? General Yun, the general situation has been fixed, and no matter how struggling it does not help. I can let General Yun go, but others may not." Shuo Wang continued Said: "I don't want to hurt General Yun, so..."
Yun Zixiao looked up at Shuo Wang, wondering why he said so much today.
To fight, just fight, where is there so much nonsense?
Looking at Yun Zixiao's beautiful face, Shuo Wang couldn't help but blurt out: "If you can marry me, I can protect you ten thousand soldiers from death!"
Yun Zixiao stayed for a while, and then laughed loudly, pointing to the king of the hand: "I marry you? This is the most funny joke I have ever heard! We were dead enemies, you invaded by the Qing Tatar, Kill my father and brother and insult my sister. How can I marry a gentleman like you?"
Shuo Wang looked at Yun Zixiao indifferently: "Then you have to watch your soldiers and die with you?"
"War, why can't you die? I'm sitting upright in Yunzixiao's station, and I'm never going to be a captive! If you want to kill, where is there so much nonsense?" : "I already have a beloved man. If so, please don't mention it again!"
what? Did she even have a beloved man? Who is it, who is it!