Chapter 38: How to let go

Sang Bujin is really a long-sleeved girl.
Sang got into the cart he arranged far away, watching him graciously leaning on the cowl, carrying a wine gourd in his hand, drinking, and greeted the people of all walks of life with familiarity, and soon he got a paper cover Pass order full of seals.
At the gate of the city, Sang lifted the curtain from far away, and inspected it very carefully in front of him. Even the car carrying the dung had to be disturbed to prevent the perpetrators from being released.
Her heart hung high again.
In their trip, there are three big cars. She is the first to drive with Youwu and Sangbu. Youyingwei is hidden in the middle of the car that is full of Yunbo clothes. Ning Hongcai's family of three The personal guard of Sangzhou took the last drive.
No matter which drive is investigated, it is a big trouble.
You Mengming's face was cold and cold, clutching Sang Yuan's hand, always ready to take her forcibly to break through.
Everyone knows that once it is necessary to break through, it is a dead end.
The city walls are heavily guarded. The brigade of the cloud beasts patrols the wall and closely monitors the Sifang City Gate. Once there is a movement, the army will be dispatched immediately. This group of disabled ghosts has no way to escape.
There is only one ending, which is death in battle.
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Sang Bujin spread gold and silver, and jumped in line.
I saw him throwing gold at the officers and soldiers one by one, dangling those pretty eyes, and sneered, "Don't you even recognize my Yunfeng youngsters, whoever dared to touch me through your gate s things."
Sang was stunned, thinking to himself, when the older brother's women's wear traveled, he borrowed the name of the Yun family.
Yunzhou is located in the east of Tiandu. Yun's was the master of the cloud realm. Five hundred years ago, the word "cloud" was floating above the imperial palace of Tiandu. When the Yun's heyday, the power was far superior to the current Jiang dynasty, and there was a situation of co-ownership in the world. The masters of the states handed over their military power and bowed their heads to claim that they were just around the corner.
Regrettably, Yun's failed to escape the curse of Sheng Ji's decline. Since the last Yun Emperor, Yun's like a curse, accidental one after another, the males died one by one, the new born baby There are also many women and men who can grow up safely. In just a few decades, Emperor Yun has no one succeeded.
Later, when Emperor Yundi was an old Zen, Jiang took over the authority, and his inner feelings were already hidden in the carefully-wrapped history books, and he saw a piece of nobleness and nobility.
Today, Yunzhou is a woman, and she usually acts in a low-key manner. Somehow, she can not allow Sang to be close to this strange flower, surnamed Yun surging outside.
Sang looked at his big brother with admiration.
I saw Sang Bujin throwing the stamped pass to the head and face of the officers and soldiers: "Look clearly!"
Several large gold ingots were thrown.
In this world, gold is still very useful, and even the most precious solid jade crystals can be exchanged for gold.
"Yes, yes." The officer's head was stunned by the gold ingot and waved away.
The three-wheeled cart slowly rolled forward.
There are too many people going in and out of the city gate today. The inspection is very careful, and the moving speed is like a turtle crawling.
Looking at the splendid light outside the front door, Sang Yuan felt only anxious in his heart, and he felt like living like a year.
The three-wheeled cart just came under the gate of the city, and suddenly saw the jade jade flashed from the head and waist of the officer, and a military order was passed--
"Dongzhou Wang left Beijing and cleared the city quickly, the gates were not allowed to pass!"
Is Huangfu Jun going out of town? !
what's the situation!
Sang Yuan’s heart hung over his throat, and he clenched his lifeless hand unconsciously.
Almost at the same time, You Wuming got the news. The secret stronghold they had stayed in had been served by Jiang Yanji's high-level guards. At this moment, three masters were leading people to follow the clues to the city gate!
If it is blocked here, it will be dumped within a quarter of an hour.
Sang got out of the carriage and came to the cowl.
I saw that Sang's face was more dignified, and he said to the officer with a cold face: "I'm in a hurry, I can't wait for a moment. Let me go out first!"
The officers and men collected the gold ingots, and put on a face of official business, saying, "Go back and wait, wait for the back! When will the above be ordered to release, and then queue up to leave the city!"
Sang was so angry that he wanted to smoke.
The head of the officer and soldier had squeezed people forward, and ordered all the horses and horses under the door to turn around and return to the city to wait for the order to be released.
And behind him, the master of the imperial palace is coming towards the gate!
Looking back at this moment, there is only one dead end.
After getting off the city gate and congesting, if you want to break through, you can only abandon the car and rush out. Although the line is strong, but the flesh-and-blood body can withstand the weapon of steel, no matter how fast it runs, it can't be faster than the arrow rain on the wall.
Even if he barely escapes the range, there are less than ten people who survive. What can he do to resist the regular army's iron ride?
Sang's forehead was bursting with green muscles.
"U-turn, U-turn!" The officers and men squeezed their heads under the city gate and waved their hands to expel the people crowded under the city gate back into the city.
Sang Bujin slowly squinted his eyes, his lips turned into a moist red line, and slowly raised a hand, ready to break through!
Everyone's heartstrings have stretched to the limit.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of hoofs behind him, and upon hearing it, he knew it was a well-equipped iron rider.
The urging beast hooves stepped on everyone's heart.
Sang was numb from far away and looked back.
I saw a team of beast rides approaching quickly, the leader was wearing a high-level guard's armor, majestic, and murderous.
Sang took a breath from afar, his body was cold, and his blood seemed to stagnate.
Her heart unconsciously followed the rhythm of the animal hoof, beating more and more anxiously...
Sang Bu was standing next to her but he was slightly startled, his raised hand slowly clenched into a fist, and fell to his side.
In a blink of an eye, the team of beast riders reached the gate. The soldiers left and right, waving their spears, and drove the crowd out of the crowd.
The general who led the team held his head high and his cloak rustled behind him, approaching the line quickly. He was a man with a Chinese character face in his early thirties, his waist was round and his bronze skin was slightly reddish from the sun.
"Yunfeng chick!" The general arrived before the voice came first, "I will open the way for the king of Dongzhou, and I will send you along the way!"
Sang looked away suddenly, and at this moment, the whole person seemed to have his spine removed, and his body wanted to sink and float upward.
I saw that this team of beasts simply cleared a passage under the city gate, and the Chinese character face general Yu Beast walked to Sang's side, and I didn't know where to find a hip flask. The wine gourd, who was not close to his hand, said: "Dry! Let's go quietly without saying hello! If I didn't come, did you plan to leave without saying so?"
Sang smiled, his body swaying along with the wheels rolling forward, raised the wine gourd in his hand, and said: "With old gold, less crooked!"
The general laughed happily: "Yes, Yunfeng chick is different, not the kind of sticky little girl! I Jinwu, I wouldn't take that small and weak thing as a friend!"
Sang is not close: "Um." is bigger than you.
The three-wheeled car passed halfway through the gate.
The officers and men who had cleared the battlefield headed back in a hurry, and Lao Yuan shouted: "Go back and go to hear you! Have a lot of courage to rush forward! What rush! Go to death!"
As we approached, the little leader quacked, and said, "I have seen General Jinwu. General Jinwu, there is a command to let it go..."
Sang Bujin chuckled: "If it weren't for you that stopped me asking for gold, I would have gone out of town!"
Upon hearing this, Jin Wu was immediately angry, and withdrawing the iron whip from the back with his backhand, he pulled the officer's head into a green onion. I saw a few round gold ingots jumping out of his arms and spinning around on the ground.
The men were stolen and captured, and the heads of soldiers fell on the ground begging for mercy.
Jin Wu had to smoke again, and Sang quickly persuaded him.
This night has long dreams and can't be delayed.
I saw Sang Buyang raising his red sleeves, laughing aloud, and smashing Jin Wu's armor with the wine gourd in his hand, and said: "OK, go back old gold, I will come to you next month to drink!"
"Then don't give it away, I have to go back and meet the king of Dongzhou." Jin Wu jumped out of the cloud beast, picked up the gold ingot on the ground, and raised Yang, said, "I will collect the money for you and buy the wine. Wait for you again!"
Sang didn't wave near, the speed of the three-driving car accelerated, and after a dozen breaths, one by one drove out of the city gate.
His expression did not relax. He pulled the reins by his own hands, carefully guarding the beast, and drove out the range of the crossbow arrows with the fastest speed that did not attract the attention of the city walls.
The agate-white imperial capital was gradually thrown into the distance.
"Speaking of small things. Look at me, big brother. It's easy to lift weight, easy, and easy to handle." Sang wasn't smug, and raised his eyebrows at Sang.
If it wasn't for cold sweat that made his makeup look, Sang far believed in his lightness.
She almost came to him with an idiom Solitaire-hard work, hard work, heartbeat...
The two brothers and sisters sat on the cowl, bathed in sunlight, enjoying the warm breeze, very relaxed and happy.
At the fork in a dozen miles or so, there was suddenly a murmur of voice behind him.
"Left to the left." Undoubted tone.
Sang jumped in his heart and looked back.
I saw You Wuming slightly scratching his head, a pair of black holes staring at her. There was no sunlight in the carriage, he looked like a piece of moss hidden in the shadow.
She quickly crawled back and rubbed against him.
Sang Bu turned his head back and said hesitantly: "You can enter the boundary of Jiangzhou to the right. I can pass through Jiangzhou without hindrance. As long as I go south, I can go back to Sangzhou from Fengzhou. No one will doubt you. If you love back to Youzhou, you will go back on your own. No one will stop you."
"I said to the left." You Wuming said, "Go to Bingwu Valley in Yunzhou and kill Huangfu Jun."
His tone was unusually calm, still like a pool of standing water.
Sang Bujin slowly squinted his eyes and nodded, "Yes. Huang Fujun did not hesitate to drag the seriously injured body out of the city and rush back to Dongzhou, it must be because Dongzhou has a medicine that can save his life. It has been torn Face, how can he come back with his counterattack? With guards and leads, Bingwugu is indeed the only chance of assassination! So we must rush to Huangfujun and his party before arriving at Bingwugu and arrange the killing board!"
He was also a very decisive person. With a wave of his hand, the team ran straight into the road to Yunzhou.
"The weather in Yunzhou is cold. Let's get some clothes for the little girl first." Sang Buxiang murmured secretly, pulling the reins heavily, and the cloud beasts pulling the cart spread their four hooves and ran.
Sang closed the door of the car far away and sat next to Youmei.
Just before she escaped to death, she and Sang Bujin sat on the outside cowl and basked in the sun to blow the warm wind. The person was a bit fluttering, laughing a little too loudly, and forgot to take care of the feelings of injuries in the carriage.
He must be very upset.
The whole car was dark and cold, and it was two different worlds. People like You Wuming must think again.
She leaned against him gently, resting her cheek on his shoulder.
You Wu Leng froze for a moment, reaching for her.
He was a little used to her closeness.
Whenever she approached him, he would open his arms to her unconsciously.
She said softly, "You must get well soon, only you can kill Huangfujun under the protection of so many people."
He stunned and chuckled, "Little things."
"Is it coming?" she asked.
You Wuming smiled: "Under the carriage. Staring at your brother."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Sang Bujin was humming the tune outside happily.
Sang thought from afar that if the elder brother knew that the doll was lying under the car and followed him with such a pair of dark eyes, he would never be able to sing again.
She rubbed the cheek on her cheek for a while, then straightened up, saying, "Come on, I will continue to heal you."
You are lifeless.
Sang Yuan jumped onto the soft couch and sat cross-legged.
Just closed her eyes, only to feel a cold wind hit, she was heavily pressed against the carriage wall by him.
"Little Sanguo," he gently gritted his teeth, and a handsome face approached slowly, with a deep voice, "Sang Bujin said, I will never let you be with me again. What do you say I should do?"
The unabashed thirst in her eyes shook her heart.
He squinted his eyes and looked like a snake on her ruddy lips. "It was only then that I suddenly felt that Xiao Sanguo, you should be born in the sun, if you live with me in a dark place , Sooner or later it will turn into moss."
He stared at her with the eyes of the predator, and he said, it would be better to turn her into moss now.
Sang Yuan felt a shock in his heart and looked up at him in surprise.
Is this... Has he retreated?
He even had the idea of ​​letting go?
She opened her mouth and asked in horror: "You, how do you say this? Do you want to die with Huangfu Jun?! No!"
The expression of Youwu Xiemei suddenly burst: "What do you want!"
Sang tilted his head in wonder.
It’s not to say the same thing. Why do you say this kind of sensation, let it go and say goodbye?
You Wuming was disturbed by her rhythm, her hands shook, and a box of hibiscus fat rolled out of the bone in her sleeve.
Sang slowly rounded his eyes, looked at Furongzhi, and then looked at him, and asked incredulously: "You, wouldn't you want to be here...My elder brother is outside!"
You Wuming broke the jar and dropped his lips, and said, "What about then?"
Sang took a deep breath: "It doesn't matter, but if the brother opens the door, won't he show us the light?"
Youming: "..."
Just at that moment, his heart was really tumbling with a very dark thought, wanting to ignore everything, and immediately dye this sunny woman as her own color.
If she resists, she will definitely inspire his fierceness and make him more unscrupulous. But she didn't mean to refuse, and her concerns were justified.
It's really wrong. His little mulberry can't wait to hide in a place where there is no light and no one can see it.
How can others let them see the slightest loss of state and hear any out-of-control voices?
So... just let her go?
impossible.
At least, you have to brand your own unique mark. In this way, she won't run into the sun, so that he can't catch anything...
He raised his sleeve.
The wooden screen stacked on the side of the carriage blew the soft couch in a small space.
You Wuming covered Sang Yuan, dragging her into her arms and bowing her head.
He said: "You are mine."
The voice was hoarse and stained with a little runaway.
His fingers touched the frozen jade box of hibiscus fat, and his breath suddenly became anxious. He lifted the lid off and picked out a luscious cream with a floral fragrance hidden in his palm.
Sang was a little dizzy from the kiss.
I have to admit that the lifeless learning ability is extremely amazing, and will make a difference.
Now, he can easily stir her heart lake, making her tremor tremble, at a loss.
While taking advantage of her obscurity, the hand that hid hibiscus turned away her clothes and quietly dived to her destination. When Sang recovered from the distance, he was already under his control.
She only made time to make a string of suffocating sounds, and he covered her mouth.
He pressed it to her ear, and his voice was low and charming: "Good boy, I will try to apply it and do nothing."
She shoved him in panic, but couldn't stop him.
"Don't make a sound, your brother will hear you." He slowly moved his hand to cover her mouth and printed on his thin lips.
Broken breath.
...
...
She looked at him blankly.
This abominable man put two pillows for her intimately, supported her, gently leaned her on the soft couch, and then took out the silk cloth, and wiped off a little transparent hibiscus residue on her hand. .
He didn't throw the silk cloth away as he wiped his hands, as usual, but folded it up again and recovered it.
Her body is still trembling slightly.
"My little mulberry," he smiled happily and asked her, "Do you want to heal me today?"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
He leaned forward and narrowed his eyes, telling her in a low voice: "Even if there is no mulberry close, I can take you from the secret road to leave the sky, easily."
Sang knew that secret way from afar. It can even be called the ‘Underground Palace’, which is like a Gu Gu, with a ghost. That's the ultimate secret of the great demon Youyou's lifeless, even his Shadow Guardian did not know.
There was chaos in her mind at the moment. Hearing this top secret from his mouth, she rolled her eyes to show that she knew.
So he suddenly treated her this way, because he really cares about being rescued by Sang? Or what he cared about was that she and Sang were standing close to each other outside the carriage, draped in the sun together, facing the storm together, and throwing him... in the shadows.
He refused to accept.
I don't know how long it took, she finally relieved.
She crawled up slowly and saw that he lifted the curtain of the car, her finger against the forehead, sitting alone and staring out of the window, wondering how long the cold wind had been blowing.
"Yu Wuming." She called him.
The car curtain flicked and closed, and he turned around, his black eyes bent: "Did you finally miss me."
The bad voice didn't know what made her think, and suddenly she felt uncomfortable.
You Wuming laughed and hugged her, put her head into her arms, and whispered in her ear: "Little Sanguo, do you know what we are thinking?"
"It's not always good," she said depressively.
He chuckled aloud: "I was thinking, what kind of scene should be when you and I are married. Xiao Sanguo's head is so small, wearing a big phoenix crown, it must be very funny."
Sang was far from answering.
He tilted his body, leaned his face in front of her, and held out his fingers in a disgusting way to pinch her cheek.
"Don't be angry," he said, "I didn't do anything."
Is not doing anything.
I painted it inside and out.
I murmured a few words of "how to let me go".
She's sure, it must be the most unreasonable meaning!
She said lowly: "Don't do it again in the future."
You Wuming is meaningful: "Nature will not."
He squinted slightly, writing clearly in his black eyes-how can I let you go so easily next time?
She could only deceive herself as he promised.
"Heal you," she said sullenly, "tonight the palm print will be resolved."
You Wuming tilted her head and stared at her for a while.
"Little Sanguo, are you angry?" he asked rather carefully.
She raised her watery eyes and asked seriously: "Do you feel secure now?"
You Wuming snorted dismissively, turning her head to the side.
She said to herself: "I will unclog the blockage for you. You have to be patient and must persevere."
He frowned and turned his head to see that she had calmed down.
He stared at her for a moment, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes.
The palm print left by Jiang Yanji has been severed by Sang's five fingers, and looks a bit pitiful.
Tonight, Sang Yuan's movements were even more brutal, and with the momentum of burning jade and jade, the slap was dismantled cleanly without any trace of residue.
After Ling Chi's torture, You Wuming felt that his chest seemed to have been detached from a mountain, an indescribable brisk body, with countless warm currents rolling inside his body.
At this moment, there was an idea in his heart to let his little mulberry belong to him forever-not to die, but to live.
His slightly brutal thought had just turned half a circle, and his breath suddenly froze.
One after another, the rich wood spirit Yun went straight down.
There is no injury there? !
Before he had recovered his mind, he felt a few kelp wrapped lightly and gently wrapped around him, suddenly light and heavy, as if playing around, as if attacking.
You Wuming gasped.
What is this doing? !
At this moment, he had no trace of precautions and could only do what she wanted. If you move at will, it's hard to guarantee that she was inadvertently caused any fatal damage by accident
He held his breath and was tight all over.
Ling Yun was jubilant and playful, sometimes entangled him breathlessly, and gently and gently flew away, sometimes as if away.
He gradually couldn't hold his breath.
She was obviously aware of his sudden heartbeat, and she was even more perverted. Like the legendary female demon who wanted to live her life, she manipulated those Lingyun silks to tease him.
He seemed to hear her smirk slyly next to his ear.
You Wuming's body was stiff, and her mind was blank.
An unconscious overflow in the mouth murmured.
Being a man, Sang on the cowl noticed something was wrong when he heard it.
He turned back abruptly, opened the door, and saw a wooden screen standing in the compartment to block his sight. Then he shivered with anger and almost spit out an old blood.
He leaned into the compartment, opened the screen, and leaned his head to avoid a few breaths, then glared at Youmei.
Seeing the scene before him, Sang Bujin's eyes gradually became dull.
I saw that my little sister was seriously settled, and her whole body was full of fresh wood spirit.
The lifeless and embarrassed sat on the window of the car, his forehead jumped blue, his face was as white as a ghost, his eyes slowly turned to him, his eyes were a bit empty.
Sang is not close: "..."
...
When Sang opened his eyes far away, Youyou had already escaped.