Chapter 84: Too indulgent you

Today, this is their wedding day.
You Wuming grabbed Sang Yuan's small hand, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly regret running away.
"Little Mulberry," his eyes fluttered slightly, his tone uncomfortable. "Here, the environment will not be too good."
"You can do it," she replied lowly.
Youming looked a little dizzy.
The two looked at each other and hurriedly looked away.
The temperature in his palm quickly rose, as if to burn into her heart.
The simple cave room was ready soon.
The Baizhou line of defense has been broken by the Wraith, and at this time, there must be no good goods for weddings. The soldiers killed a circle in the inland, and somehow recovered a set of unused old-year festive bedding, felled some firewood, and caught hundreds of giant field frogs, with all their hands and feet, they were in Campfire wedding banquets were arranged in an open flat area under the Great Wall.
A quick glance, I knew that when it was dark, this flat area must be full of lively campfires.
Everyone's face was filled with joy.
During these days, every day was rolling in the blood sea purgatory, the familiar comrades around me died one after another, and the hearts of the soldiers were already covered with tragic clouds. Today, this happy event has diluted the sadness a lot, and made everyone feel joyous and happy from the heart.
A vague premonition permeated everyone's minds-this battle was almost over.
"Why are they happier than us?" Sang looked at these busy soldiers who unconsciously hummed Xiaoqu, quite surprised.
You Wuming slowly leaned over and said lowly in her ear: "Soon, we will be happier."
Having said that, he did not get up immediately, but continued to infuse her with his hot breath.
The nose was heavy and fell on her flowery cheeks, instantly smearing her bright crimson color.
The cave has been furnished.
It was originally a storage room, which was repeatedly washed by active soldiers. Every corner was cleaned and cleaned. There are two old candlesticks on the table. The workmanship is very exquisite. You can know which one you are from. Collected from the rich ruins.
The candlestick on the candlestick is a bit spicy.
The one on the left is a red candle, but there is nothing wrong with it, but the one on the right is very strange. Because no second red candle could be found, the wise soldiers stripped the red candle on the left layer, melted it, and stuck it outside the white candle.
There were also two suspicious glasses on the side of the candlestick, and a jug of inferior wine on the side.
This glass of wine...forget it.
Looking at the bed, a whole set of quilts were spread out neatly.
At a glance, it is new, it is the kind of old and old goods that have been backed up in the warehouse of Bufang for a long time, and have not been sold-but all the corners have changed color, and there are gray creases. At first glance, it is a checkered sheet.
Sang Yuanyuan: "Pooh hahaha!"
You Wuming's eyes straightened.
"Forget it, they have done their best." She looked around in a smile.
The whole room was decorated with red cloth, but it looks pretty.
When his eyes fell on the grass pillow wrapped in red cloth, Sang couldn't help but stunned.
On the side of the pillow, a box of hibiscus fat was placed in the right place!
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Her face turned red instantly, and she stared angrily at Youyou: "This is what you confessed?!"
You Wuming quickly put it aside: "This is Baizhou. Isn't it normal to find this. What do I tell you about this?"
Sang was far from suspicious of the letter and was about to speak. The long figure of the man came over darkly, and the light in the room suddenly became dim.
Her heart jumped violently, only to realize that the air was suddenly not enough.
A large hand quietly touched her cheek, and then went around behind her head, holding her firmly.
When the temperature increased, the floral scent in his breath became more intense. He took her breath away and simply pushed her into a simple wedding couch.
While he was busy removing the clothes of the two, she surrounded him, staring at his face with a daze, her head dizzy.
Such a good-looking man, with him, the humble marriage room is not inferior to the magnificent palace.
It's hotter.
"Sanguo," the lifeless dark eyes seemed to glow in the dark, "you are mine."
"Well, yours." She looked into his eyes. At this moment, she removed all the shells and passed her softest and tenderest eyes to his eyes.
His movements could not help but be gentler.
Like a tender groom. Tenderly, it is natural.
"Do you like it?" He murmured, holding the most fierce beast in his chest.
"Like. I like you all."
The two hugged each other tightly, as if floating on the water full of love, as the waves continued to rise and fall.
"Sanguo, we don't have a lot of time." His breath was very heavy, and he rushed to her ears one after another. "As soon as it gets dark, we must march in a hurry, sneak into Jiangzhou from the territory of Fengzhou, make a quick decision, and then rush back. "
"okay."
He paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and stared at her like a snake.
"So calm, Xiao Sanguo, it seems I am too indulgent to you."
Immediately, the man tore off the gentle mask, slammed her into her arms, and dumped her wildly in a madness, instantly making her curl up unconsciously, her eyes running out of control.
He covered her mouth promptly.
"Hush... you will hear it outside."
Sang's cheeks were flushed from far away, and there were tears in his eyes.
She caught him helplessly, watching the smile on his lips grow more and more casual.
"Yu Mingming..."
"Begging for mercy is useless!"
I don't know how long after that, she felt that she had become a pool of soft water, as if she was about to go into the checkered bedding of the red bottom and gray line.
Suddenly she felt like she was a dried fish, only to know she gasped hopelessly with her mouth open.
"Isn't that all right." The abominable man smiled more, his brows and eyes were all proud, and he almost lifted his wings out.
She exhaled slowly, her voice trembling: "The dinner, let's start soon..."
He provoked exquisite lips, and his smile was so bad that he shivered: "It's too early."
Feeling a moment, Youyouming's long arm explored and took the lotus fat over.
Sang Yuanyuan: "!!!"
"Yu Wuming! I really can't do it..."
The lips are sealed.
He has been experienced in using Hibiscus.
For a while.
"Little liar," he clenched his prey, "clearly enough."
...
Sang was far away from being hugged to the campfire dinner.
She hasn't been able to slow her down.
The soldiers of Youzhou are particularly happy and keep coaxing, which means that if you can hold your daughter-in-law at the wedding, you will be the strongest and healthiest man.
You Wuming smiled very mildly, very modestly, her steps calmly, quite like a king.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Dare to love this dog man has long planned to let her go.
It was dark now.
On the long wall, the fighting did not stop. Underworld's offensive has been greatly slowed down, which is only equivalent to the usual level of "tide"-speaking, human beings have always had unlimited potential, no matter how the pressure increases, as long as you get a moment of breathing, you can quickly Adjust the state and deal with the difficulties and hardships in front of you. After experiencing the magic whistle, the "surge" that had changed in color before seems to have turned into drizzle.
The officers and men responded to the'tide wave' in shifts, and the rest of them came to the plains to attend the campfire dinner.
Everyone was holding inferior wine in their hands, looking at the grill in front of them, drooling. In order to compete for the frog legs that have not been cooked, there have been fierce but harmless small-scale fighting in several places.
Under the dark night, piles of campfires ignited endless joy and hope.
You Wuming held the mulberry so far, walking leisurely between the campfires.
She was a little guilty and always felt that she had a thick and lifeless smell everywhere, and always thought that as long as someone else took a glance, they would see through what happened in the cave, making her so soft. Water thing.
She hid her face in his arms, grasping his clothes with both hands, her knuckles were pale.
Listening to the cheering and blessings around me, the joy in my heart ‘grunts’ up and down, and it can’t stop.
You Wuming was calm.
People with thick skin are different.
He walked slowly, his heart beating calmly, and his steps were uncluttered.
"Sanguo, here." He suddenly lowered his head and whispered to her.
She plucked the ostrich's head out of his arms and saw Sang Chengyin's face stretched, standing beside a large campfire not far away.
You Wuming put her on the ground and embraced her intimately, preventing her legs from softening.
"Humph!" A heavy sniff made the bonfire in front of him shake, and the black bear-like Sangzhou King said in a deep voice, "You're lifeless, my baby girl, just leave it to you! In front of me Sangzhou soldiers and you In the face of state soldiers, I have to make it clear-if you dare not stop her, I will chase you to the end of the world, and you will never die with you!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
It is really a wonderful wedding message.
What's even more strange is that the soldiers in Sangzhou and Youzhou even cheered up neatly. They didn't feel anything wrong when they were married saying that these "blessings" that killed and killed were alive.
It's simply confusing behavior.
Sang far felt that everyone must only remember the fragrant frog that was about to be cooked in front of him, and he didn't care what Sang Chengyin said.
You Wuming is still smiling, and the smile can't even stop it, straight to the brow and ear.
He bowed his head and said: "Thank you Yuezhang for your trust! I have no life in this life. I only married this lady, devoted me to protect her, love her, and never let her be wronged."
Sang Chengyin stayed for a moment, and immediately shouted decisively and decisively: "Youzhou King! Only one wife in this life, this is what you said!"
"Gentleman said a word." You Wuming clenched Sang Yuan's hand.
An identity like him is no longer necessary to make a big oath. A prince of a country, the spoken words are the golden rules, and there is absolutely no reason to face oneself.
"Huh!" Sang Chengyin stepped over from the fire, and embraced the lifeless shoulder with intimacy, and said with a toothache, "Why did you go! I said earlier that you only married one, I still What kind of relationship does Hanju have? I have already married your daughter!"
Youming: "...It's not too late now."
Sang pressed his lips away, trying to laugh, but his eyes were sour.
She looked at him sideways.
Tonight's You Wu Ming looks serious, just what she once imagined-the modest gentleman, gentle like jade, upright like loose.
She couldn't help but hold him tightly with her soft, slender fingers.
"Come, come and drink!" Sang Chengyin laughed loudly and raised the big wine bowl in his hand. "Brothers! We are a brotherly state, and tonight we don't have to distinguish between Sangzhou and Youzhou, everyone is a family!" Come on! Done!"
"Congratulations to King Sangzhou! Congratulations to King Yuzhou! Congratulations to Mrs. Wang!"
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." What a lady Madam Wang.
Cheers and bowls spread throughout the joyous feast.
The giant giant frogs were cooked one by one, and the atmosphere on the field was full of heat. The tiredness of the days of battle was swept away at this moment, and all the soldiers laughed back and forth, completely relaxed and happy.
"It's time to go." You Wumei bowed her waist and covered Sang Yuan ear.
She leaned over to his ear: "I thought you would leave me here."
You Wuming lifted her eyes seriously: "How can I be willing to worry you?"
"Don't worry!" she said with a smile, but her small hand was always tightly holding his big hand with a cocoon, and she didn't let it go for a moment.
He took her back to the cave.
The two quickly put on a night suit and left from the back window.
Five hundred beasts ride, neatly stacked on the dark wasteland, quietly waiting for the lord to come.
"Do you only bring five hundred people?" Sang asked from afar.
"No matter how much, it won't be easy to hide." Youmei said lazily, "Although it does not matter if it is exposed, but the dog will look better when he bites the dog."
Sang Yuan's eyes swept over the'Dongzhou Head' deliberately set by these five hundred soldiers. His eyebrows jumped hard twice, and in his heart silently lit a wax for Huangfu Xiong.
Stealing Huang Fuxiong's Xuanjia, and by the way pretending to be his man to kill Jiang XIII?
"But your knife is too recognizable..." Sang Yuan's words didn't fall, and he saw You Wuming naturally draw a heavy sword with his backhand.
"Madam, what more advice?" the man asked proudly and warmly.
"no."
The four hooves of the beast in the clouds are all wrapped up in the finest fine cloth, and the floor is silent. A team of black horses headed towards the northeast. In the middle of the night, they crossed the territory of Fengzhou and entered the boundary of Jiangzhou-both Bai and Fengzhou have been defeated by the Wraith, and the territory is a mess. The figure of the demon is naturally a five hundred heavy ride that no one can take care of.
Jiang Xing's whereabouts were soon discovered.
Jiang XIII led 5,000 soldiers and horses, and had reached the junction of Jiang and Feng Erzhou.
At the moment they are recovering a Jiangzhou fortress.
With a giant bow, Jiang Shisan sat high on the wall of the fortress. From time to time, he pulled the bowstring away, laid out an arrowless arrow to the bottom, and shot a ghost. It is no longer necessary to deal with the demons and low cultivation. The spiritual shock caused by Zhang Xuan's stored charge ejection is enough to easily take the first level within hundreds of feet.
I saw him hang the string leisurely, and a crisp bang sounded, and the fire blazed across the sky, nailing the ghosts to the ground.
You Wuming, with five hundred elite Xuanjia heavy cavalry, quietly fell on a mountain mile away, like a night hunter who was waiting for an opportunity.
Sang looked at the battle below with cold eyes.
Jiang Xian and the army he led at the same time could not be said to be inadequate-on the contrary, they were terrible. The army enters the fortress, and the investigation has to be as careful and careful as possible. After wielding the army, there is absolutely no ghost that can stay alive, whether it is hidden in the cellar or under the bed.
After the Qing Dynasty was so fine, the speed was naturally very slow. These days have passed, and even Jiangzhou, which is not too serious and has been affected by the Devil, has not been able to solve it.
Sang was a little surprised, "Isn't she afraid of the world's criticism?"
A smile cold into the bone marrow floated on You Wuming's face, and the voice was cold, and said in the tone of the historical book: "The emperor deeply hates the devil, and is full of sorrow and empathy for the people who are trapped in the evil. Expel me out of the cloud, never tolerate any one."
Sang was so far away: "This is the emperor's mind!"
A military order, coupled with the vigorous display of the people of interest, can easily arouse the blood of the people in the world, and only praise the emperor. Jiang Shisan was ordered to act, and from top to bottom, no one picked out what was wrong.
The actual effect is that Jiang Yanji's people slowly cleaned their backyard (Jiangzhou), preserved their strength, and killed them in front of them, throwing them to several nearby states. In the end, she received her beautiful name, and in turn can scold Sang, You and other states for helping Youzhou not enough to do their best, missing a lot of ghosts and damaging the people.
Sang looked away from You far away: "You said, she really has a face to blame you and your father?"
You Wuming said with a lip: "It must be. So my father-in-law has to pull us to make a happy event, so that when faced with blame, we can use this as an excuse, and we can cheat a lot of sympathy."
Sang Yuanyuan: "..." Sure enough, each one was a fox that popped up in Liao Zhai.
According to the performance of the last time, you can imagine Sang Chengyin's fake and fake model crying. It should have been a marriage event between the two countries, because the evil has come, she had to It's painful to have a few bonfires under the Great Wall perfunctory, but I didn't expect to delay a certain amount of time.
In this way, there is no one to bear the blame, but only a lot of sympathy. Most of the time, the will of the people is like this.
"In this way, perhaps Jiang Yanji will not ask for this boring." Sang Yuan said.
"Ok."
It really seems to be the legendary master move-before the hands, he has made invisible moves and confronted several back and forth.
You Wuming stretched out her long fingers obliquely, pointing to the fortress.
"Xiao Sanguo, I will send you to the arrow tower first. When they are out of town, I will kill Jiang XIII. Xiao Wu leads people to charge from outside the fortress gate. You control the field from a high place, not exposed. Try to treat the wounded as far as possible."
"understand."
He grabbed her and glid down from the top of the mountain.
Above the wings, the dark flames disappeared, like a bat in the night, and silently slid onto the arrow tower in the southeast corner of the fortress.
You Wuming's backhand sacrificed the epee, and the horizontal sword swept away. The five people on the arrow tower fell over their throats. It was too late to sound an alarm.
"The staircase was sealed to prevent someone from being attacked from behind." He grabbed her and kissed her forehead heavily. "Safety first, nothing else matters."
"Okay!" Sang answered seriously from afar.
You Wuming no longer delays, he retracts the sword into the sheath, pulls the hood to cover the face of Raksha, and then supports the stone platform at the edge of the arrow tower with one hand, flipping out lightly.
She watched this neat figure quietly spread her wings in the dark night and slid silently.
I really love this man.
When it’s time to protect her, he can make her every hair feel endlessly safe, but when it is time to let go, he will not drag the mud at all, and will only give her ample opportunities and space to develop independently. Own ability.
He trusted her and entrusted her with a heavy responsibility.
When the thoughts turned, Youmei fell silently on the fortress wall.
The ghosts on the city wall have already been cleaned up. He backhanded his sword and did not gather spirit. Instead, he relied on the ghost-like figure to flow smoothly to the poles among the evacuated archers of the heavenly capital. The blood was sloshed silently in the night, adding a thick color to this dark night.
Before seeing the way you used the sword to kill You Sang Yuan far, Sang Yuan had listed the weapon "knife" as the most handsome weapon in her mind. Today, looking at how he was wielding a sword, she couldn't help but shake a bit-the sword seemed to be too sacred!
The heavy army has gathered on the campus in front of the fortress exit. Jiang Shisan leisurely backed the giant bow in his hand behind his back and waved his order out of the city.
As soon as the military order was issued, Jiang Shisan responded with a very quick backhand and bowed the back of his bow. I saw "Zheng" a clearer and crisper sound of metal striking, and there was a long string at the junction of the bow and the sword Sparks.
You Wuming, who had killed him without knowing it, suddenly attacked!
This sound is the signal.
I saw that the five hundred heavy cavalry who had fallen to the gate of the fortress in the dark night had wrapped their hoofs, and launched an unreserved charge silently.
At this time, the Tiandujun, who was hoarding on the school ground and preparing to leave the city, did not know what was happening. Hearing the sound of the edge of the sword, everyone was stunned and looked up at the city wall.
Before responding, I felt a black soaring wave crashing down my head!
Actually heavy cavalry!
This team of heavy cavalry seemed to have descended from the sky, and by the time they were found, the stern heavy knife had been swung to the front door.
"Enemies—"
Blood splashed high, and the iron hoof ran over mercilessly.
In the next moment, the Pioneer Cavalry has crashed into the school crowd!
In the case of a full charge, the cavalry has an overwhelming advantage over the infantry.
Tiandu's soldiers are also black armoured soldiers, but in the face of this heavy tsunami-like impact, there is no resistance, either they are knocked out and flew out, or they are crushed under heavy hooves. Some of them broke their armor and died, while others were seriously injured and vomited blood.
The cavalry ran over the school ground, and nearly a third of the Tiandujun fell to the ground and could not stand.
When turning back to charge twice, the speed is not enough.
The Tiandu Army had prepared, and the Youzhou Cavalry no longer had an overwhelming advantage. When it reached the middle of the crowd, it was completely dragged. Under the leadership of Xiaowu, the crowd abandoned the mount and jumped down, fighting with the Tiandu Army in close combat.
Sang played a spirit of 120,000.
She remained silent, tossing down the sunflowers and planting the edge of the campus.
The slender and transparent Ling Yun Teng quietly spread into the field from all directions, while tripping the soldiers of the Tiandu, while delivering healing mist to the wounded soldiers.
The Tiandujun soon found in despair that the sneak attack troops in front of them were invulnerable, and the attacks full of spirit were often easily stopped by the blue spirit Yun swaying on the opponent's black armor.
"This is the best fine wood Xuanjia! They are the bodyguards of Dongzhou King!" A Tiandu soldier discovered the mystery and shouted loudly.
Sang Yuanyuan: "..."
Although the original intention was to blame Dongzhou, but what fine wood Xuanjia, is purely an accident.