MTL - Congratulations, Empress-~ 294 暮 诡谲 诡谲, dark tide 汹 十六

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"Just let them go?!" Cheng Hao opened his eyes in disbelief.

The flowered eyebrows flashed and passed, turning his eyes like a sword. "You want to play with me?!"

Cheng Hao for a moment, finally no sound.

"That... son," Jiang asked to ask: "Where should we go from here?"

"The big land is big, and you will not have your place?" Flowers were astonished.

"We all want to go back to Penglai Island to live in seclusion." Jiang Xuan looked at the talents behind his eyes: "The life of the five countries is really not suitable for us."

"Also," he said with amazement and said: "You can also go to Penglai and wait for the four to return."

"The six of them like to go outside or like Penglai. From now on, they must not leave Penglai half a step. You are different, there are choices, you want to stay, you want to leave, I will never stop."

Jiang Xuan nodded, "Thank you for the help of the son!"

The flowers stunned and looked at the Qingshan Village, and saw that the morning sun was exposed, and said: "Here you burn it!"

When the star fire flies, the Qingshan Village turns into a sea of ​​fire and turns into dust in the black smoke.

"The son, let's say goodbye." Jiang Xuan face horrified, and took a deep look. After the Penglai Island people also groaned, Cheng Hao's eyes were complicated. It seems that there are many things that don't understand, but they are mixed with the joy of the outside. He said: "The son, we are leaving."

The flowers were amazed and slightly decapitated, and they were sent to leave.

Under a bright fire, Cheng Hao and Jiang Xuan took Penglai Island down the mountain, and the gray-haired old man also accompanied them. Sang did not return to the string of cockroaches, watching the people down the mountain, said: "The son is not afraid of their resurgence?"

The flowers smiled and shook their heads. "They don't dare."

Sang did not smile, and his men forced him to go down the mountain.

The sun swelled from the cracks in the leaves. At this time, the sunlight and the moonlight did not seem to differ much, giving them a thin layer of silver.

"Small Wang Wang Bing, under the banner of Qin Wang," Sang did not hesitate to say: "Does he mean the emperor?"

The flower stunned and looked back at him. "Do you care about this too?"

Sang did not shake his head and shook his head. "The son is a happy king. If you are a happy king, you will be the queen of the post-Vietnamese. Will you not return to Penglai?"

The flowers were stunned and laughed. "I don't have to be a queen's life, but it's not a matter of returning to Penglai."

Sang did not return to the heart, and his look was lighter.

The flower stunned and turned to look at him. "But when you are about twenty years old, you see that you are all old, and you can live longer if you laugh more."

Sang did not return to the coveted nod. "The son said."

The flower stunned the stiff neck and moved his arms. "I can't sleep well after these days. I will wait for him in Hongfeng Valley tonight, not on the road."

"I will send these people to the government, and I will buy some wine back." Sang did not return.

"to make!"

When I went down the mountain, I walked away. The flowers were stunned and walked lightly in the red maples of the mountains. The red maple valley in the morning light was very beautiful, but the glamorous but not too much, just like the half-faced, just the right show. Its charm.

Climbing to the heights, she stood in the mountains and looked into the distance, as if she could see the banner of Yan Yu from the color of the sly, she smiled slightly: Oh, I am waiting for you!

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The army of Yan Yuyan ran away in the past few days, and he had to secretly march. He walked some places where people were rare. The soldiers were exhausted and did not even see the grain.

After walking all night, I stopped at the dawn to rest the three armed forces. When Yan was sitting in front of the big case, he looked at the map of the march and looked heavy.

When Qiong Yuguo suddenly attacked him, he did not expect it. The leader who was leading the army was Qiong Yuguo’s young general, Jing Jing. This person had the courage and conspiracy, and he did not follow the rules. It was often unexpected, and he hit three trips all the time. He suffered losses. Not small.

But he can't consume it with Qiong Yuguo. Li Zhao is still waiting for him to return. As long as he has enough distance with Qiong Yuguo, even Jing does not dare to chase after him. He has waited for Red Maple Valley to arrive at Chishui City. They are safe.

"Wang Ye, let's eat something first!" The chasing wind brought a dish of small dishes and several hoes came in.

Yan Yuyan put down the map, but his eyes did not leave, picked up a hoe, and asked: "What do you think of the chasing the wind, the three armed forces passing through the Red Maple Valley?"

Chasing the wind to understand his meaning, even the Jing marching is very different, once had a ambush in front of them. "The prince is worried that he is afraid of even the Jing to the Red Maple Valley, but this time our march is extremely concealed, and there are many places to go. It’s difficult to walk, and even the traces are hidden. It’s difficult to intercept this time.”

Yan Yuyan put down the food in his hand and said: "God down, continue to hurry after half an hour."

"Yes!" Chasing the wind and retreating.

Yan Yan looked at the map carefully, and at this time, I couldn’t let the Jingjing drill again.

"Report -!" The commander of the squadron stretched the blind curtain into the account before the case: "The spies come to report, there are traces of enemy soldiers behind!"

Stand up in Yanyan, "what position?!"

"It’s an enemy spy, fifteen miles from the Pioneer Camp!"

Yan Yuyan waved to him to retreat, and turned to silence for a moment, he said: "By the rain, pass the king, immediately set off!"

The three armies of the camp, the war horses, and Yu Yan, a red armor, went to the front of the team and rushed to the Red Maple Valley.

"Wang Ye," deputy Qin Zhen hit immediately: "Since the enemy has chased it up, why don't we ambush in Hongfeng Valley and beat him by surprise!"

If the two countries are engaged in war, Yan Yuyan will certainly not deny this proposal, but now it is necessary to return to the city, and even Jing can only put one.

"First come to Chishui City and say."

Yan Yu Shen sinks his face, looking far ahead of the mountains stacked in front, passing through the Red Maple Valley is Chishui City, Chishui City is easy to defend and difficult to attack, as long as this is over, the first pass is even open!