Chapter 176: you're worth it

When Wang Hong entered Nanyang City, it was already late at night.
He just entered the room and heard a footstep.
In a blink of an eye, one voice stunned: "What happened?"
No one answered, some, just a series of humming sounds.
Wang Hong just picked up the overheated towel, and the action was a stagnation.
He gently put down the towel and stepped out of the door.
In the courtyard outside the door, the man of the land was smashed.
They saw Wang Hong coming out and showing shyness at the same time.
Wang Hong’s footsteps are stiff.
For a while, he stepped up the steps.
Looking at these people, his voice is low and light, "What happened?"
A guard stood at the head and said with a deep heart: "I am incompetent. Chen Arong disappeared after entering Chen House."
"Is it gone?"
Wang Hong’s smile is a bit imaginary and a bit white. He gently asked:
How long has it been? Can there be an abnormality?

Where did the guards hear him say this? When the head is lower, it is lower.
The guard said shyly: "At the beginning of the day, no, no abnormality."
After a pause, the guard said: "I have waited for a detailed examination of the servants who stayed in the Chen House, and there is no abnormality."
No abnormalities, but a good person is gone?
Wang Hong stared at them coldly. For a moment, he closed his eyes and said slowly: "It’s mixed with Chen Fu’s people. It’s obvious that this person is ready. You can wait for you under the eyes. Unconsciously leaving, these people must be not bad."
When he said this, his eyes turned to the distance and he murmured: "There is no preparation, the strength is not bad. Such a person will not deal with a woman, it will not be for private enmity. They must have pictures... I don’t think how long it will take. I will know."
The people who came and went with him were all elite, and when Wang Hong’s words came out, they understood the meaning of this.
Wang Hong looked down at the crowd again.
Staring at them, he said softly: "You, really let me down."
The sound is light and gentle.
But with this, ten people can't afford it, sweat is like rain... A face is at this moment, it becomes green and white, until Wang Hong turns away, a guard will tremble and say: " It’s really unbearable to let Lang Jun be disappointed. If you don’t return to Guanglu, you will be willing to die.

His voice is not big, not to listen to Wang Hong who has already left, but to listen to himself and his partner.
When he said this, the other guards were the same face, and they tightened their lips, and their faces showed a decisive color.
In the afternoon, Wang Hong knew the whereabouts of Chen Rong.
Before his collapse, a letter was placed on it, with a beautiful line of books, and a few words were clearly written. "Seven lang is fluent, and you are envious of it. Please ask the woman, just to thank the city." Hou Jun stopped at Xinqiu Day. If the king did not come, the woman of the king would like to pay for the red account after the reward. Murong Yu. 'The red account, that is, the tent where the army is located.
Behind Wang Hong, standing five people, almost Wang Honggang put the letter down, they came forward, picked up the letter, and passed it one by one.
After reading five people, they all changed their faces.
A middle-aged aide came to Wang Hong and stepped forward. Shen Sheng said: "Lang Jun, never to be ignored. Murong Yu is a man who is conscientious and conspiracy, and Lang Jun is not guilty of risking a woman!"
His voice fell and another aide came forward.
He said with a hand: "This is very true. Lang Jun, Dr. Guanglu is just a woman, saving and not saving, Yu Langjun is not known."
The third aide also called out: "It is exactly what Lang Jun can't take in his tactics."
"Lang Jun, Dr. Guanglu is just a woman anyway."
"Lang Jun is looking forward to thinking, Murong is not easy to be with his generation, he wants to put Lang Jun to death. It is really impossible to do because a woman is in danger... The world is expecting a lot from Lang Jun, if he knows that Lang Jun is a The woman does not hesitate to be in danger, but she is afraid of losing her heart."
The last person said the point.
Since this time, the entanglement of his family Lang Jun on Chen Arong has become a joke of the upper class.
For a woman, doing all the ridiculous things, the most ridiculous thing is that the other party still does not appreciate.
The most beautiful thing in the world is the beautiful woman, what kind of character is Wang Shilang? Do you have to hang around with a woman?
If you want to get it, if you want to let it go, you won’t be able to let it go. If you kill it, it’s all about what he should do.
But he is good, and he has a high hope in the world, and he has to go back and forth for a woman.
If you can’t get it, you can’t let it go, and you’re still reluctant to kill.
It’s ridiculous, too ridiculous, too disgusting to even fight with two people, like a child.
Now, it is the Wuwa Yueji in the hook column, where he sings 'The most infatuated is Wang Qilang', and those famous children who are also born are even more jokes, and they are very jokes. thing.
To say what the biggest topic of Jiankang City in this year is, it must be that Wang Jiaqilang is eager for a romantic road, and he has tried the hard things.
This time, if Lang Jun stops here, they only need proper propaganda. The people in the world will certainly not blame Lang Jun for being afraid of things and fleeing.
......
In the eloquent persuasion of the inauguration, Wang Hong did not move.
It was not until everyone said that he was dry, he only got up gracefully.
Although he has been a little white since he knew that the woman had disappeared, he has always been elegant and calm.
It was at this moment that when he got up, there was no confusion or anxiety in the movement.
But the audience did not feel calm.
They know that their own Lang Jun is a typical character of the ‘Taishan collapses on the top and does not change color.’ From small to large, the wife did not see him flustered.
Having said that, if not, he will not receive the attention and expectations of so many people.
For the aides, Lang Jun’s white face is the most disturbing.
After slowly falling, Wang Hong turned his head and smiled at the five curtains. Wang Hong smiled and said, "It's time to go to bed."
A sleeve of a sleeve, stepping away.
Looking at his back until he disappeared, a staff member whispered: "Is this heard by Lang Jun, or did he not listen?"
Another aide shook his head and said, "I don't know."
"Lan Jun is a famous man, and he is very self-willed. Regardless of the family name, my heart is really uneasy."
"With Lang Jun as a person, I am afraid that I will not fight. I only look at his next layout... It is a last resort. What we can do is not to let Lang Jun take risks and personally bring people to rescue. If necessary, Use very means."
In the last person, let a few people nod.
Their faces are still very worried.
This time, Murong’s challenge was to look at Lang Jun’s character and put him in a dilemma.
If Lang Jun didn't go, he would think that he would escape without fighting and would always be depressed. After all, Chen Rong is the one who brought out Jiankang City, and Murong Yu is also his old enemy.
And in terms of fame, even if these people how to cover up, they will leave stains in Lang Jun’s life and will be criticized by some famous people.
In this world, the impassioned, calmly come and go, the land is like Pingchuan, and the name is really good.
Go, it’s very bad.
First, this is a deadly game. With Murong’s talents, how can there be no trap? With carelessness, the other side has wisdom and a plan, and there are countless male soldiers, Lang Jun will not be an opponent.
Secondly, as a nephew of Wang Wang, for a woman who does not want to be in danger, regardless of the family’s high hopes, such a light and dangerous, such a person, even if she rescued the woman, will be abandoned by the family, by those Politicians who expect him to show his political talents are abandoned.
For those people, those who become big events must be able to bear, be able to marry, and if necessary, even the lives of their parents and relatives can be abandoned, not to mention a woman in the district? Even a man who is reluctant to have a woman will not be able to become a temper.
It can be said that if Lang Jun went, not in the hands of Murong, he broke his own path and broke his political report.
......
At this time, Chen Rong, who has been bathed and changed clothes, has a small sleep.
But at this moment, she couldn't sleep at all.
Not only could she not sleep, she also widened her eyes and stared coldly at the front.
In front of her, burning a pile of flames, on top of the flames, moxibustion of cattle and sheep.
Next to the flame, there are one after another wine, soup and pulp.
At the same time, there are still ones who are crying or crying, or the Han Chinese women who are smirking and screaming at the side of those people.
There are too many fires, and the raging fire is shining straight into the sky, and the earth shines like white.
Laughter, loud noise, from time to time someone stared at the fire in the middle.
Even those generals who are beautiful, this moment ignores the enthusiasm of the beauty of the arms, and like the soldiers, quietly squatting to the middle.
In the middle of the room, there is also a pile of flames. Next to the fire, there is a girl in red. Her gorgeous facial features are dyed like a fire by the red dress. The red lips and the enchanting genie are more beautiful. It was dyed by the flames.
It is such a glare, the eyes are also crystal, exudes vitality.
Red fire, red skirt, the beauty of the skin is more and more jade, the face is more beautiful, the skin is more transparent.
However, she is still so noble, graceful, and cold.
One after another, the gaze of quietness has become more and more obsessed with the passage of time, and it is getting hotter and hotter.
This is the case, these murders set fire to people who can easily eat the moxibustion of a woman who has just slept, and even dare not say a word.
For a while, the red-haired beauty opened her mouth. She said coldly: "Murong, what do you mean?" The voice is soft, it is Chen Rong's voice.
Under the bronze mask, Murong’s thin lips twitched and said,
Arong will be annoyed? Look at the bronze mirror in front of you. I think you are so big, you must not know that you can be so beautiful, right? Oh, it’s really a generation of stunners. Although Dayan has a lot of beautiful people, none of them are as attractive as Arong."
In front of Chen Rong, there was a collapse, there was wine and meat, and there was indeed a bronze mirror.
Two Han women were kneeling on the sides of the collapse, and Murong’s voice fell, and they carried the bronze mirror to let Chen Rongzhao come.
At this time, Murong Yan turned his head slowly, under the bronze mask, his deep eyes fixedly looked at Chen Rong.
After looking at her up and down, Murong said: "Your hypocritical people, certainly do not know to appreciate the beauty of Arong? Oh, even let you wear that kind of boring blue skirt, it is really violent. Things, violent things."
In Murong’s unappealing appreciation, Chen Rong’s teeth bite and bite, and he’s quite a back.
No one knows that her palms are wet and slippery.
Now she has no calmness in appearance.
There is no way, any woman, so placed in the army, so many hot, can not wait to stare at her sinister eyes, I am afraid that can not keep calm.
The most important thing is fear.
She has no doubt that as long as Murong slams, she will be shredded by those increasingly crazy soldiers!
I have never let Chen Rong feel that death, I am afraid it is only the lightest punishment.
As long as you are willing, this general of Hu, you can easily let yourself die, you have to live like this, you can’t live, you can’t live, you can’t live without it...
In the fire, Murong stared at the small sweat beads oozing from Chen Rong's lips, and could not help but smile.
This laugh is very evil.
Slowly, he leaned toward Chen Kong.
He was getting closer and closer to her, getting closer and closer, and slowly, the breath of breathing he spit out was sprayed on her face.
Chen Rong did not move, she did not dare to move.
There were so many fiery and lascivious eyes behind her, she did not dare to anger him, and did not dare to let the soldiers think that their coach was not interested in her.
The cold bronze mask was lightly attached to Chen Rong’s face.
At the moment of posting, a cold chill made her shudder.
He glared at her and said lowly: "The fragrant sweat is faint, the skin is slippery, and it is no wonder that I have read countless Wang Shichiro. I don't understand the embarrassment of the situation, but I also confuse Arong."
He stretched his tongue and glanced at her lips. As Chen Rong became stiffer, laughter sighed into her ear, "Arong."
His low-mute magnetic voice, in a negotiating tone, said, "If your Qilang does not come, you will not come, you will follow me back to the city, how is my little sister?"
Having said that, he smiled lowly. "If they came, I really want to save you back. I wished to have a good time with Arong. Oh, try Arong, a beautiful woman, and let you be a stubborn Jin. It’s a very interesting thing for the husband to be cherished in this life. What does Arong think?"
Chen Rong did not answer.
Murong Yan printed a kiss on her lips and sat up straight.
After drinking a glass of wine on his head, his eyes under the bronze mask were still staring at Chen Rong with interest.
Finally, Chen Rong, who has calmed himself down, looked at him.
She stared at him and said quietly: "All the people in the world say that Yan's Murong, although it is a Hu person, is calm and generous, has a heart and a heart, has the ambition of Zhougong, and has the loyalty of Zhuge. People too."
Having said that, her brow wrinkled and sighed and said with disappointment: "The general can be so against me. Arong is a woman, and she is very disappointed."
She stood up and slowly took a step. In the fire, she was dressed like a blood, her eyes were crystal clear and her eyes were dark. "When I was in Nanyang City, Arong was a woman who dared to fight in the army. General. You should know that Arong is worthy of being respected by the generals."
She set footsteps and quietly looked at Murong Yu, and said slowly: "The sect can not be humiliated. Can you not win an enemy with the mind of the general?"
She shook her head and her voice was faint. "Arong feels that I can stand the respect of the general. Naturally, if the general wants to insult me, Arong has nothing to say."
Her voice is quiet, coming in, like a clear stream of water, revealing a light and peaceful style.
In such an environment, under such threats, her style is still as beautiful, moving and beautiful.
The most important thing is that she really knows a lot about Murong Yu, the expression of that tone is both frank and true.
Murong looked at her attentively.
After a while, his thin lips and tears, after showing a touch of sneer, and seemingly helpless smile, he turned his head, lifted the jug, and looked up.
Seeing that he ignored himself, Chen Rong slowly let go of the clenched boxer and slowly sat down.
She lowered her eyes and stared at the jumping flame. She breathed a sigh of relief: Yes, Arong, you did a good job, and you took the first step. Now, even if he had insulted my mind, shouldn't it be there?
At this moment, the voice of Murong’s low and magnetic sinking came in front of him. "You, this woman, is really different."
Chen Rong smiled, and she whispered naturally and replied: "The general is only acting as a general, but like my family."
Let her put on the red dress, let her sit in the crowd, let her suffer, while the enchanting temptation is intimidating.
After a pause, Chen Rong sighed and said: "Speaking of it, it is really helpless to act.
The mouth is helpless, her smile is so crystal clear, and the voice is full of thoughts.
This is a desire to break the intestines and lovesickness.
Unconsciously, Murong turned and looked around.
At this time, Chen Rong also looked up and looked up at the sky.
Because the flame is too bright, the sky becomes red and the stars are diluted.
When Chen Rong blinked and licked the tears in her throat, she looked at the sky and said lowly: "He won't come, he won't come."
Suddenly, her lips smirked with a fascinating smile, so she smiled, she asked lowly: "The general wanted to come and know that Arong's character was acting... At that time, Arong only asked for clean. Die."
She looked down, her eyes bright and bright, and looked at him without sorrow and sorrow. She said, "General, this woman who dares to go to death in this world, I am afraid that it will be me. If they have never come, Arong is useless. Can you give Arong death and dignity?"
Under the bronze mask, Murong’s deep eyes are not staring at her instantly.
Slowly, he sighed and said: "You, a woman, can't be left with the means of Wang Qi."
Having said that, he hangs his eyes and a glimpse of the gloom.
For a while, in Chen Rong’s gaze, he nodded: "Well, I promise you dignity."
When a few words came out, Chen Rong could smile. She stood up and blessed him with care and respect. "Thank you for the general."
Murong Yan leaned back.
Under the mask, his deep eyes are still fixed on Chen Rong.
Staring and staring, he smiled and said suddenly: "I was originally like you."
In the eyes of Chen Rong’s inquiries, he pulled his lips.
I don’t think they will come. If you come, it’s just to let Wang Qi and Yu add it. But,

He fixedly looked at Chen Rong, and his eyes did not hide his appreciation and surprise. "Now I don't think so. Chen Arong, they will come, even if they are not personally involved, they will do their best for you. "
In Chen Rong's unbelief, his low and magnetic voice was like a wind. "A woman who is so good does not try to save a rescue. In the days to come, there is nothing to be alive."
This is a very high evaluation.
Chen Rong looked at Murong Yu, but he saw the side of his loss to the sky. The side of the bronze mask casts the loneliness of the ages in the fire.
Chen Rong waved his hand and motioned to a close friend of Murong Yu. He whispered, "Get the piano."
The guard stunned and turned to look at Murong, seeing him fascinated, thinking about it and nodding.
After a while, a lyre was placed in front of Chen Rong.
Chen Rong sat on his knees and placed his hands on the strings.
As her fingers hooked, a string of melodious music blew out.
In the sound of the turn, the melodious sound of the piano in the melodious, Chen Rongqing sang: "There are beautiful people in the north, peerless and independent. Looking at the city and paying attention to the country. Would you not know the city and the country? Dear! The beauty is rare..."
This poem, originally a song of beauty, full of joy, sang from Chen Rong's mouth, but quite sad and lingering.
Moreover, the phrase "The beautiful man is hard to get again", Chen Rong repeated and repeated, sang the meaning of the love of it, hopeless suffering.
It seems that it is telling everyone that if they lose, they lose. The one is always the one, and it will not be there anymore.
Even if other beautiful people are more beautiful, they are no longer her.
It seems that it is telling everyone that this world has always been the case, whether it is a person or something, it is unique.
It slips through your life, and from then on, there is no trace to find.
When you look back when you are white, you discover that the beauty of that moment has been fixed forever... no more, no more.
The sound of this piano sound is also revealing a cold, revealing a kind of self-sustaining, revealing a kind of gorgeous and splendid.
So, that kind of bleakness makes people more tearful.
Unconsciously, Murong blinked red.
Without waiting for the piano to stop, he stood up and walked forward.
The public guards saw it and quickly kept up.
At this time, Murong Yu, who took a few steps to the meteor, returned to God.
He fixedly stared at Chen Rong, who was playing the piano, and was quiet and beautiful. He whispered, "No one will ever move her until the order is passed!"
"Yes!"
The command of "No one is moving her" was clearly introduced into Chen Rong’s ear.
Instantly, Chen Rong’s hand slipped, and the piano sounded more melodious.