Chapter 35: Heart in throat

At that moment, Sang felt that his heart had stopped.
She was away from the box and there was a small hallway.
Huang Fujun's soft and disgruntled hum sounded: "So unruly?"
Sang had a numb scalp from afar, jumped lightly, jumped on a half-height carved wooden fence, volleyed vertically, and flew directly over the corner to the door of the open compartment.
She didn't have time to change her breath, glanced down at her clothes, and then rushed straight in, grabbing his arm before shaking the screen before You Wuming began to speak.
She hurriedly looked up, seeing him look calm, with black eyes like the deep sea under thousands of miles.
He slowly turned his head and stared at her.
Sang took a deep breath, his face ridiculed, his eyes slowly swept across the two people sitting in front of the tea table, bowed slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, this kid is new here, he doesn't understand the rules, he rammed It’s a guest official. It’s up to me to serve tea to the two of you."
She turned around and shoved Youmei.
"What did he do, changed his clothes and went to the water room to help!"
She squeezed his hand hard, her eyes soft, showing a little pleading.
She felt that Huang Fujun and Meng Wuyou's eyes were on her back. Her scalp was numb, and she urged Youmei quietly: "Go."
He pursed his lower lip.
"Stare at the boys for me, don't tell them to be lazy." She said quickly, and pushed him again.
This is to imply that he should not fight alone, and since he already knows that Huang Fujun is here, it is better to bring people over to suppress him.
Youmei stared at her deeply, and turned to bypass the screen.
Sang sighed in relief from afar, turned back smiled, and said to Huangfu Jun: "Sorry, this group of newcomers don't understand the rules very well, and they rushed to the official. I'll pay him no."
Huangfu Jun looked up and narrowed his eyes, saying, "Come and serve tea."
Sang was far from stunned. She thought Huangfu Jun would chase her out.
Isn't he anxious and dream-free to say the right thing?
Sang was so calm that he stepped forward, skillfully picked up the boiling pot, cleaned, brewed, divided, and collected.
Huang Fujun stared at her all the time.
Her movements are not chaotic. Just before she ran from the corridor, she was so nervous that the whole person was on the verge of collapse and burst. At this moment, she successfully sent away Youmei, she was already in the calmest state after the big storm.
Even Xianxin even lowered his head and smiled, said: "Guest, I don't have any tea on my face."
After all, his eyes were slanted, and he gave Huangfujun a half-smile.
Like an old tea girl.
She and Youwu were pretending to be ordinary merchants, but they didn't see any major problems when they were dressed together. What they tested was acting.
Huang Fujun raised his eyebrows gently.
Sang looked away from afar, quickly returning those tea sets to their original positions.
After finishing a process, she can withdraw without doubt.
After the placement, she supported the tea table with a smile, and she got up.
Suddenly the back of the hand was pressed.
Sang jumped from afar, his eyes slowly dropped.
I saw Huang Fujun touched a hand, covering her entire small hand. His hands were large, and his index finger and crossed her wrists, clasping her. The thumb presses her wrist like a Chinese doctor asked.
She raised her eyes calmly and looked at his face.
Huangfu Jun was extremely white, forty or so, and looked like he was in his early thirties. His slender eyebrows flew straight into the temples. His thin lips were red, with a high nose bridge and a little eagle hook. It looks handsome.
He wore an exquisite purple gown and knew at a glance that the materials were good.
The purple lined him whiter.
He gently rubbed it twice with his thumb with a cocoon, and softly praised: "Tea Lady has a good pair of hands!"
Sang Yuan's heart sagged slightly.
This spoiled skin is naturally very comparable.
She calmed down, turned her eyes, and slanted her eyes on the back of her hand, saying, "After all, God has forgotten a good foundation, and forgot to add a pair of Huarong moon appearance. Otherwise, you don't have to work hard here, and follow the guests early. Such characters are spicy and spicy and have a good life."
She was a little nervous in her heart.
Although the fabulous transfiguration technique is superb enough to be fake, she is not sure whether an old fox like Huang Fujun will notice anything.
"Right Father!" The dreamless, unspoken dream suddenly shouted, "You are so old, why are you holding the tea lady's hand!"
Sang looked up and looked at the dream without worries, but she was grateful for her to help her out.
Meng Wuyou didn't look at her, her mouth grieved with grievances.
Sang knew from afar that Dream Worry was jealous. It was like when Xiaowaer saw his father picking up a baby from another family to kiss, the sourness was unhappy.
Huang Fujun laughed, he let go of Sang Yuan's hand, and raised her lips in front of her: "This is a piece of rough stone. After peeling it, I'm afraid it's infinitely beautiful!"
Sang Yuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. Sure enough, Yi Rongwu concealed Huang Fujun.
She calmly calmed down and smiled: "Being in the wind and dust, it is naturally covered with dust and protects the color. Guests, please use tea."
She got up, owed, and walked out calmly.
"I heard that my nephew was very ignorant, and took the wife of others, regardless of the objections of the outside world, and took the person to his side all day long, really, deviating from the way." Huang Fujun said unhurriedly.
Sang went cold from the back, pretending not to be involved, and continued to make big strides.
Meng Wuyu whispered in surprise: "The righteous father doesn't care about him! How can this be! The pitiful person should be so pitiful!"
Meng Wuyou didn't know the identity of Huang Fujun at this time. She didn't realize at all that the man who was robbed of his wife in the mouth of her righteous father was her beloved Han Shaoling.
"Humph!" said Huang Fujun, "poor people must have hateful things. Moreover, there are silly good daughters who take heart and lungs for him, what sympathy!"
He stared at Dream Wuyou, the ‘silly good daughter’s house’.
Sang is far to the edge of the screen.
At this moment, she felt that she was walking on a collapsed suspension bridge, knowing that the front road had been cut off, but still holding a slight fluke.
Just leave this door...
Suddenly the screen moved.
It retreated and traversed, blocking Sang Yuan's way, as if a man opened his arms in front of her.
Sang slowly turned around, looking across Huangfujun across half a box.
"What does the guest mean?"
Huang Fujun leaned on the tea table and raised an eyebrow: "I don't want to let you go. You followed me, eat spicy and spicy, and live a good life. How about marrying me? Isn't it a disadvantage to marry me? I have never been around me people."
Sang Yuanyuan: "...I'm sorry, I'm already a man."
"What's so good about him!" Huangfu smiled happily. "The gentleman doesn't stand under the dangerous wall. Following a mortal person, what is the future. Come, come by my side, and I will keep you safe at all times."
Dreamlessly bit his lip in surprise: "Father..."
Sang smiled calmly from the distance: "Your dear daughter doesn't seem to want a dear mother, why not discuss it with your father and daughter first?"
"Ha ha ha ha!" Huang Fujun laughed, "What does the child know! Such a big thing, no matter how the child gets his beak! Come to my side, I will take you to the Wanlihe Mountain!"
He meant something, his eyes flashed slightly, without concealing his ambition. It seems that Dongjing can no longer fill the appetite of this hungry wolf.
Sang knew that she couldn't go for a while. She simply returned to the tea table, sat idle, and made herself a cup of tea.
Huangfu Jun's eyes showed appreciation.
Sang took a sip of tea from afar, and asked quietly, "How did you recognize me?"
Does this man have a see-through eye? !
"It's good to see each other. Plus..." Huang Fujun raised a hand, spread his five fingers, and shook it in front of her. "Feeling the bone. The easiest to distinguish is the king bone."
Meng Wuyou was not surprised: "Your father, are you saying that this tea lady is a princess who lives in the folk?"
Huang Fujun gave her a meaningful look and said, "Yes, just like the worries, they are relics of the sea."
"Yifu teased me again, where are my relics?" Meng Wuyou murmured, "But, Yoshio, how can life events be so casual? You have been alone for many years, don't you want to wait for a confidant who is in love?"
She looks a little lost.
Although she hasn't known her for a long time, she really admired him in her heart. In her view, the one who deserves the righteous father must be a very intellectual and elegant female elder. The kind of shy mother shouting out of nowhere
Not just like this. This tea lady, just flirting at her uncle, how could such a frivolous woman, her uncle, be enamored of her at first sight? Listening to the meaning of Fang Cai’s righteous father’s words, he seemed to want this woman to be the master.
Meng Wuyou was very worried, afraid that her uncle was dumbly deceived by the wind and dust woman.
Sang is far from being anxious. Now that Huang Fujun clearly understood Bai's intention of coveting Sangzhou, he wouldn't have taken her seriously, at most it was intimidation and temptation, so that she could marry to Dongzhou.
Not ashamed! A generation away! Sang scolded a few old dogs secretly in his heart, but his face was not obvious.
Huang Fujun looked at her with satisfaction and smiled: "You are young, and you can't tell the difference between fish and pearls. It is a blessing to be able to marry such a woman, I don't know how many years it will take."
Sang Yuan smiled softly and said, "Why do you still hold the fish head in your hand since Zun Jia has clear fish head and beads?"
She ridiculed him mercilessly and collected Mengwuyou as a fake.
Huang Fujun smiled without hesitation: "I was going to mix beads with fish heads. Now that I have real pearls, I don't need to be forced by a strong man.
Sang Yuan gave a slight jump in her heart, and she vaguely remembered a nonsensical plot that she passed by quickly.
At the end of the book, Han Shaoling married Meng Wuyou, and Huang Fujun raised her identity for her, saying that she was the remains of the royal family of Sangzhou, and she turned over the case to wash white for Sangzhou. From then on, Meng Wuyou had a noble birth. .
And her righteous father, Huang Fujun, actually controlled the area of ​​Sangzhou, became the biggest beneficiary, and earned countless reputations.
Yes, Meng Wuyou is in the book, inheriting Sang Yuan's wardrobe, bed, man, and status.
Sang Yuan's lips twitched a sneer.
Before and after an association, a clear conspiracy gradually surfaced.
In the book, the prince of Huangfu who presides over justice and has deep merits and fame is actually the real black hand behind the scenes. Han Shaoling's so-called peak road, but gradually became a good dog under Huangfujun's men.
Sang gently supported his cheeks, his eyes fell softly on the tea, and said softly: "If you want to marry me, you can get through."
"Yellow Mouth, what's the matter?" Huang Fujun dared dryly.
Sang smiled far away: "Then your elder, will take me as a hostage, threaten your unsightly junior? In that case, I will look down on you a lot."
"Naturally not." Huang Fujun smiled confidently. "The devil is not yet a climate."
He had already crushed the jade jade, and contacted the guards who remained in the palace. They would invite the master who came out of the palace to hurry up. As long as Youyou dare to show up, he will stay here forever!
As soon as the words fell, he saw the large carved wooden window behind him suddenly broken.
Seven or eight figures were swept down from the eaves, and several knife winds slashed Huangfujun straight. The comers are all covered with black towels, and the spiritual essence above the blade flashes, and they are the strong ones above the five heavens of Lingming Realm.
Youyingwei.
Sang far did not rush away. She sat calmly, with a slight smile on her face, as if neither of the two men won or lost, she didn't care.
In this troubled world, the soft red face has always been helpless. When they are robbed by others, they are like a treasure, and they have no right to speak. Therefore, as long as she does not act rashly, Huangfu Jun will not embarrass her, only fight for her, and will not treat her as a person with flesh and blood and feelings.
Huangfu Jun moved.
The white hand pressed on the tea table gave a light shock, and then the tea on the table left the cup and floated three feet.
When the purple sleeves waved, the bi-colored tea was like a hidden weapon, and he shot towards him, colliding with the blades of the assassins, and resolved the first wave of offensive.
As long back eyes.
You Sang is far away. Youyingwei cast a mouse and did not use all her strength.
At the moment when Huangfu Jun slightly dispels the attack, he suddenly heard a strange, low, moving sound. It's like rolling a thunder, and it's like moving a giant table above your head.
At the next moment, the brilliant sunlight smashed his head and his face fell down, causing people to squint unconsciously and a daze floated in his heart.
"Whoom--"
The entire eaves were suddenly dragged out by several chains, slid down, and crashed on the roof across the street.
Civil engineering was flying, and there were screams.
The screen in front of the door suddenly split into two, and the lifeless figure flew out between the two mountains that were slowly splitting. Huangfu Jun!
Behind him, two columns of shadow fishes penetrated.
The opportunity is coming!
Sang far from thinking about it, he picked up the big boiling teapot on the tea table and slammed it into Meng Wuyou's head.
I saw her movements flowing in a cloud, and at one go, I secretly planned for a while.
The most neat posture, the most inescapable angle, the teapot flew halfway, the lid was loosened, and the boiling water covered the face with a boil, bouncing towards the dream.
It's the tow oil bottle!
At this moment, Huangfu Jun was trying to reach out and grab Sang Yuan, and suddenly she came out so sharply, and his amber eyes clearly raised a trace of consternation in his pupils.
He was forced to turn around and pulled away the screaming dreamlessness.
After Sang threw the teapot far away, there was no pause. He kicked straight on the tea table and threw it to the back with the force of the shock.
Huangfu Jun rescued the dream without worry, and suddenly returned to grab Sang far!
It just so happened.
If Sang was far away from the chance and fell directly backwards, but got up and ran away, Huang Fujun would definitely be caught!
Everything in front of me seemed to be in slow motion.
After Sang exerted his best efforts, he let himself fall to the door. Huang Fujun's hand grabbed her original position, and took a vacancy, the short-time stunned eyes became annoyed.
Sang smiled far away, ready to land.
A pair of big hands steadily copied her.
Looking back, I saw the eyes burning with dark flames.
"I said, no matter what the situation, I will definitely return to your side." She took the opportunity to incite a whisper, quietly said in his ear.
You Wuming shuddered gently, a smirk floated on the corner of her lips, and she swept her back behind her, raised a knife from somewhere, and attacked Huangfu Jun.
Killing him here is both the best and the most dangerous time.
Huang Fujun's guard will quickly rush to bring the masters in the imperial palace.
Can only make quick decisions!
But Huang Fujun's strength was amazing, and he wanted to kill him. It is for this reason that Huang Fujun dare to stay unscrupulously and face Youwu and his guard alone.
The situation is similar to what Sang had foreseen.
You Wuming and Huang Fujun faced each other, and immediately spurted a sip of blood, taking two steps backwards, subconsciously covering her chest with one hand.
Huang Fujun pulled a two-foot-long ring backhand, jumped over the tea table, chased after the victory, and attacked Youyou.
Fortunately, Yu Yingwei hugged him in time and haunted him.
You Wu Ming was able to breathe.
Sang's heart was far away, and there was a wave of fear again in his chest-if it was only then that You Wuming really faced Huang Fujun alone, I am afraid the consequences would be unimaginable!
The battle is getting more intense.
After a loud bang, the three Umbra Guards flew out and hit the wall. The wall shattered.
A black light flashed on Huangfujun's ring.
After having a spare time to repel a wave of attacks, Huang Fujun raised his jaw proudly and shouted at Sang far: "How, I said, children are not good!"
The dark mans flashed away in the eyes of You Wu Ming, and sighed, "Kill!"
Youying Wei immediately gave her all, only to hear a few rumbling sounds, all four walls were broken, and a dozen people surrounded Huangfu Jun group and stood on a two-story ruin to fight against each other.
Huang Fujun is still at ease.
No wonder he is not afraid of Youming to call people at all. His strength is not lost to Youming at the heyday. He is not afraid of the Shadow Shadow Guard who cannot bring in even these hand weapons.
Sang looked far to the north, and I saw a series of figures riding on the clouds among the beasts outside the imperial palace!
After at least a joss stick, you have to make dumplings.
In this way, Mo said that if he wanted to kill Huangfu Jun, he wanted to go, and he would be dragged here by him.
Huangfujun, the prey caught in the cobweb, is actually a predator enough to tear the cobweb and swallow the spider!
"Destroy the dream without worries!" Sang shouted far away from his soul.
You Wuming laughed yawningly, and really lifted the knife, chopping towards the side of the slender figure who exclaimed from time to time.
The villains are the best at this point, they don't talk about kindness and morality in the fight.
Huang Fujun's face changed drastically, hurriedly grabbed his body, and caught Wu Wuyou in his hands.
Originally, he only needed to distract her from the wind that inadvertently swept towards her, without much effort, and at this moment, You Wuming and You Ying Wei Qi Qi attacked Dream Worry-free, Huangfu Jun suddenly left and right, dangle everywhere.
Sang retreated far to the edge of the broken wall, always paying attention to the people coming in the direction of the imperial palace.
Under the powerful effect of Meng Wuyou's trailing aura, Huang Fujun quickly revealed his defeat.
He has no worries about dreams, and although he uses most of them, he is not completely sincere.
An old man in his forties who has not married a wife, most likes the youthful and lively, chattering little girl who dreams of worry. In the book, he behaves like a kind father from beginning to end!
Sang thought sarcastically.
At this moment, Huang Fujun not only had to deal with the Shadow Shadow Guard, who was stuck in a quagmire, like a bone gangrene, but also to guard against the fierce blows from time to time, and occasionally, Dream Wuyou would also scream and wrestle violently. Twice.
It really made him mentally exhausted.
Sang was far nervous and excited. If Huang Fujun could be removed here, that would be great.
It is rare that he is alone, without half a guard. This kind of opportunity is really rare for a thousand years.
If it is a half-way interception, it is necessary to deal with his guards and the messenger, the loss of casualties must be much more severe.
‘You’re lifeless, come on! She held her hands heavily, only to hate that she hadn’t worn her for the past ten years or so, and she had built a good skill early.
The Beast Riding on the north gradually approached.
They crossed the street, causing a jump of chickens and dogs, just in time for Sang to observe their movements.
There are only five streets!
"laugh--"
A shadow shadow guard successfully slashed Huang Fujun, leaving a deep rib wound on his back.
The blood spilled on the purple shirt, and it suddenly turned black.
At the same time, this shadow guard was drawn into the chest by Huangfujun's ring, and immediately the sternum broke, and dark blood poured out of his mouth, and he lost his vitality instantly.
There are four streets in the palace reinforcements!
You Wuming fights with Huangfu Jun again.
This time, both vomited blood.
Youying Wei embraced again, like a pack of wolves facing the injured lion.
After a series of swordsmanship, Wang Fujun's roar was overshadowed by sirens. He repeatedly tried to escape and was dragged back to his place.
Emperor palace reinforcements, three streets away!
The two fastest reinforcements have dropped their mounts, skimmed the roof, and flew from the eaves! Sang saw a huge bow behind one of them from afar.
It was the last master who was injured in the imperial palace last time!
Sang Yuan felt like a drum, controlling his voice and notifying everyone as calmly as possible--
"After thirty breaths, two reinforcements are coming! Powerful spirits!"
A strong player in the Lingyao realm can score at least five ghost guards in the Lingming realm in order to be able to withstand.
As long as these two men arrived on the battlefield, the power of the lifeless was suddenly torn down by nearly half.
And below the street, dozens of riders between clouds have stepped into the last two streets!
Time is waiting.
She stared at the north face tightly, her lips tightened, and she didn't call out the word'withdrawal'.
What a pity to give up at this moment! Huangfu Jun has the precautions, and then wants to assassinate him, it is difficult to reach the sky!
Suddenly came the muffled sound of sharp objects plunging into the flesh.
It turned out that You Wuming couldn't avoid it, and was struggling with a heavy blow, stabbing the iron blade in his hand into the belly of Huangfu Jun.
At the same time, Huang Fujun's ring broke two ribs on his chest, denting a terrifying arc.
The two spit blood together.
The two fastest masters arrived! They crossed the eaves at the foot, swept across the street like swallows, and threw them into the field!
You Yingwei immediately separated ten people to meet the enemy, and intercepted them in the air.
And the beast riding underneath has come to the last street!
No need to watch anymore!
Sang took his eyes away.
"The reinforcements arrived, clean up the scene, listen to my password, and prepare to retreat!" Her voice was cold and calm, her voice cold, like a metal blade crossing the cold wind.
Without a half-chaotic voice, it suddenly became the backbone of everyone.
At this moment, Yuyingwei miraculously did not rely on the command of the prince as usual, and they subconsciously listened to this female voice as if it were the Dinghaishen needle.
"three."
The fire is strong, throwing a bright flame, throwing the body of the companion, ruining the corpse.
"two."
The crowd fought and retreated towards the other side of the street.
"One."
Two more knives pierced into Huang Fujun's body.
One is Yumei, the other is Agu.
The two men used the knife to cut Huangfu Jun into two pieces, but two sharp arrows came from the sky and forced the person to retreat.
"Withdraw!" Sang shouted from afar.
"Withdraw." Youyou's voice breathed heavily.
A group of people jumped into the back street and quickly escaped to the south.
The two masters chased closely, and the sound of the animal hoof running between the clouds was getting closer...
Fierce battles are on the verge!
You Wuming embraced her and ran her forward. His breath was extremely heavy, his lungs were like a bellows, and he was covered in blood.
He waved his knife neatly, protecting Sang from dripping.
She looked at him sideways, and she saw a strand of wet hair wet, resting on the pale side face, the tip of her hair fell to the tightly drooping lips, pressing her eyebrows, her expression was very firm.
Her heart suddenly missed several beats.
The movement speed of a group of people is getting slower and slower. If you are stuck in a quagmire, you will be completely dragged to death!
At this very moment, Yu Jian flashed suddenly on the master chaser.
A slightly panicked voice came out—
"Hurry back to the palace! The emperor was assassinated!"