This Lord is Too Cruel Chapter 161: (Key points)

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"What are you doing in such a panic?" Nan Yu slowly retracted his gaze from above the tower, looked down, and shot out his eyes sharply. At this moment, the face of the soldier who was so scared was pale.

"There was an accident in the capital." The soldier replied.

Nan Yu's eyes sank, what happened to the capital? The dark guard will report all the movements to him in a timely manner, and these few days have been in peace.

"The Southern King rebelled." The soldier presented the secret letter in his hand with both hands.

Nan Yu was stunned, "Didn’t Nan Wang died ten years ago?"

He raised his hand, received the secret letter, read it roughly, and his eyes were so cold that he was not dead, and he secretly attracted a lot of courtiers in an attempt to usurp the throne?

How does he know this?

He raised his eyes and looked at Ye Meixi’s handsome and enchanting face on the tower. From the beginning to the end, there was no panic. He was still calm and relaxed. He suddenly realized that he was in the middle of it?

Nan Yu's breath is a little cold, and her eyes shattered with bloodthirsty rays of yin bird, what a Feng Aotian, what a Ye Meixi, it really gave him a serious injury, if he does not go back now, even if he wins this During the battle, Nan Hui has also changed hands. He waved his hand and said, "Withdraw troops!"

His voice is not loud, but with shock, the general on the side is a little startled, looking sideways, looking at Nan Yu, "The emperor..."

"A rebellion occurred in Beijing." After a few short words, Nan Yu shocked the soldiers again. Now, the people of Wuyue Kingdom before and after, and the people of Fengqi Kingdom afterwards, they are already difficult to determine. Well, isn't it even worse if the backyard is on fire?

Nan Yu was unwilling, and he was obviously able to step into Wuyue Kingdom with one foot, but now, he lost his wife and broke down. How could the **** King Nan be alive? All those who calculate him, he will surely thwart them!

The anger in my heart can't be vented, I can only gasp, and the call to retreat resounds across the sky. Nan Yu felt that this was a shame, but he could only give up.

The soldiers who returned to the country bravely killed the enemy, somehow heard the order to retreat, stopped their weapons, and stared blankly at the emperor who was sitting high on the imperial court. What happened?

Nan Yu no longer speaks much, but with a man and a horse, left the border of Wuyue Kingdom in a mighty manner, and hurried to the south back home without stopping.

Fu Han didn't stop him arbitrarily. When he saw Nan Yu withdraw his troops, he knew that everything was in Feng Aotian's calculations. If he came, it was just a guarantee.

Then turned around, and did not step into Wuyue Kingdom, nor did he go to see Ye Meixi, but turned and left with Feng Qiguo's men and horses, and rushed to Qicheng.

Ye Meixi didn't care. Now, the crisis in Yuncheng has been solved, and he feels much more relaxed. On the southern border, Mu Hanyao and his good generals will be guarded, and he will be safe now. Going back to the palace, you must preside over the overall situation above the court.

He misses Feng Aotian deeply in his heart, but he still knows what the most urgent task is now. Even if he sees her again, he doesn't know when, but as long as he knows that everything is well now, that's enough.

He turned around and looked at General Pang, "The crisis in the cloud city has been resolved, all the Aiqings have worked hard, and I will have a great reward!"

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!" The soldiers watched the scene before them, then looked at Ye Meixi, with a little more respect, and quickly knelt on the ground, shouting loudly.

Ye Meixi went down the tower and rushed to the capital without a moment's stay.

Feng Aotian stood on the top of the tower and looked at Xing Wuyun who was standing outside the camp. She couldn't see the emotion on his face. When she thought of the situation of talent, she knew that Xing Wuyun must have something to hide from her. , And, very important.

Leng Qianye turned his eyes and watched Feng Aotian's eyes always looking far away. His eyes dimmed, and he squeezed her hand. Maybe, her heart was too big to contain everything, but he realized that, His heart is really small, so small that he can only hold her alone. He suddenly felt that he was very hypocritical. In this world where men are inferior to women, it is natural for men to have three wives and four concubines, and it is inevitable for women to die. However, in Feng Aotian’s eyes, they are men, but they can only belong to her alone, and they are so willing, he can’t help feeling that there may be a person in this world, no matter what identity she has No matter whether she is a man or a woman, she can always touch his heart and make him happy.

Feng Aotian looked sideways, with a slight smile on the corner of her mouth. She was dressed in a silver-gray brocade robe, and her clouded hair was tied with a ribbon of cloud brocade, without too much decoration. The faint soft light, but without losing the luxury, especially the pair of phoenix eyes, cold, but clear, let him look at it, and he will be deeply involved and unable to extricate himself.

He was thinking, he knew that she was a man, why would he be moved?

Feng Aotian looked at him thoughtfully, her eyes filled with doubts, she smiled, "What are you thinking?"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes, knowing that all things could not escape her sharp eyes, and he continued, "The minister is just wondering why he will fall in love with the emperor."

Feng Aotian gave a low laugh, leaning forward slightly, biting in his ear, "Do you understand?"

Leng Qianye raised his eyes and saw that all the soldiers' eyes fell on the downstairs of the city. His face turned red unexpectedly, and his face was bland, but he still looked so shy. Feng Aotian couldn’t help but noticed a baby, and quickly took another bite in his earlobe, and then said, "Are you shy?"

Leng Qianye quickly turned her head and looked into the distance. Now when she is so heavy, she is... so unremarkable.

Feng Aotian clasped his waist in a very good mood, "I haven't returned to the Lord yet."

Leng Qianye was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at her, "I am in love with my heart. There is no reason."

Feng Aotian circled his waist, holding his hand tightly, "I like it."

Leng Qianye smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth. At the border of this late autumn, the cold wind was rustling, and the **** moments, but his smile reflected the warm spring sun. At first glance, it seemed so unreal. , As if it would disappear in an instant.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes, always looking at the opposite tower, the smile on the corner of his mouth is still so free and unrestrained, now he is as if he is suffering in the stove, his heart has long been festering. .

He turned around lightly, entered the camp, and a dark shadow fell.

Xing Wuyun raised his eyes and glanced at the black shadow in front of him, "Don't worry, I will do what you said."

The black shadow looked directly at Xing Wuyun, "It's good if you do, otherwise, you know the consequences."

Xing Wuyun then picked up the hip flask, poured a glass of wine, raised his eyes, and looked at the dark shadow in front of him, "Do you have any heart?"

The black shadow looked sideways, looking at him, "What is it with you."

Xing Wuyun raised his head and drank a glass of wine, "When I sold my life to you, I thought I had no heart."

Black Shadow just glanced at him faintly, and stopped listening to him, but flew away.

Xing Wuyun didn't care, just kept drinking.

Standing on the top of the tower, Feng Aotian saw Xing Wuyun entering the camp from a distance. Then, she saw a dark shadow flash out, and her eyes sank, "Waiting for the Lord."

After speaking, he flew away.

Leng Qianye looked at Feng Aotian who had left suddenly. He followed her figure. In a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared. A gloomy light flashed through his indifferent eyes. He looked at the bottom of the tower. The battle is still unclear.

Feng Aotian walked with the black shadow, and then landed on a clearing. The figure stood with his back facing her and holding his hands.

Feng Aotian stepped forward, a cold light shattered from the light in his eyes, just about to speak, the dark shadow flew away and disappeared.

She watched his leaving figure, quickly flew out, and then landed in Xing Wuyun’s camp, and saw that he was buying drunk again, she strode forward, snatched the hip flask in his hand, and raised her hand. , Grabbed his shirt, "What is your relationship with Dugu Xingye?"

Xing Wuyun was watched by her, but he smiled openly, "My Royal Highness does not know him."

Feng Aotian let go of him, and then sat beside him, "You have something to hide from the Lord?"

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, stopped looking at her, closed his eyes, "Emperor Feng Qi should not come again. In the future, no matter what your Highness is, don't interfere."

Feng Aotian turned his body around and looked at him, "Don't forget, you are Lord's person."

Xing Wuyun laughed again, "His Royal Highness is the fourth prince of Le Qiguo, how can he become Emperor Fengqi?"

Feng Aotian pulled him closer, raised his hand, and embraced him in his arms, stroking his back, "Whether you admit it or not, you are the Lord's person."

There was an irrefutable coldness in that voice. Xing Wuyun leaned against her arms, and the corners of his mouth waved with bitterness. He had been evading and banishing himself, but no matter where he went, he could not escape her. , But, now, everything is too late, if she comes to him one day earlier, maybe everything will change, but now, he has no choice.

He recognized his heart, but he couldn't save it or bear it. After all, he couldn't escape, whether it was his own heart or the cage that had trapped him since childhood.

Xing Wuyun did not resist or refute her words, but just let her hold him. He was greedily sucking in her attachment, but his heart was so painful that he couldn't restrain it. Isn't he like women? Why do you feel heartache because of Feng Aotian?

Feng Aotian let go of him, but saw that he was always smiling, she frowned, raised her eyes, and stared at him, "Why know so reluctant?"

Xing Wuyun stood up abruptly, raised his voice and laughed, "Emperor Feng Qi broke into the camp of his Highness over and over again, and he really didn't put his Highness in his eyes."

Feng Aotian got up, strode in front of him, looked at him directly, "Xing Wuyun, you say it again?"

Xing Wuyun lowered his eyes and looked at her. He was obviously close at hand, but he felt that the distance was far away and could be reached. Why, he felt that he could never touch it?

Isn't his best at hiding emotions? Isn't he best at laughing casually? He has no heart, no emotion, only a piece of loneliness and darkness.

He said word by word, "Emperor Feng Qi, don’t forget, now the two armies are facing each other, and whoever wins is still unknown. My Highness and Emperor Feng Qi have only met a few times. Don’t put my Highness in your eyes."

Feng Aotian stepped forward, lowered his neck, and stared at him, his eyes pierced coldly, "Master is not in his eyes."

Speaking, he bit his lips. The redness and swelling at the corner of his mouth had not disappeared at noon. Now, she was bitten by her again, but he didn't feel any pain, some just infinite sadness.

He pushed Feng Aotian abruptly, raised his fingers, and moved his fingertips across the corners of his lips. Blood stained his fingers. His smile became even more wicked. "It's really softer than a woman's delicate lips."

Feng Aotian’s eyes were cold and stern, Yun's sleeves waved, and the strong palm wind hit him, but Xing Wuyun didn’t evade half a bit. He slapped her abruptly. He always stood in place and smiled. With.

"Huh." Feng Aotian waved his sleeves before turning around and stepping out of the camp.

Xing Wuyun braced himself, seeing her leaving, his smile froze at the corner of his mouth, holding his chest, and spitting out a mouthful of blood. He was supporting the table on one side with one hand, and there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Wanton.

Slowly kneeling on the ground. For the past two days, he has only been drinking alcohol and has not used any food. Now, his stomach is cramping, his heart is broken, and all his emotions are flowing uncontrollably, and he speaks loudly. Laughing wildly, lying curled up on the cold ground, shaking unceasingly.

A cold wind blew, Feng Aotian went back and forth, squatting on the ground, looking at his appearance, and sighing helplessly, "Do you think your little radical technique can get your grandfather away?"

Xing Wuyun reduced his smile, and now he is so painful that he doesn't even have a trace of strength.

Feng Aotian raised his hand and pulled him from the ground, ignoring the dirt on his body, and helped him to walk to the side of the bed, pulled off his robe, and put him on the bed. But he still closed his eyes and didn't look at her.

Feng Aotian suddenly remembered that in Lianghuai, he was kicked into a pond by Feng Aotian. He slapped the water and laughed unscrupulously. What was he thinking at that time?

Xing Wuyun felt that he was really embarrassed now. He thought he would push her away with stimulating words, then he would not feel uncomfortable anymore, but now, he has no face to see her again.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, untied his brocade robe that was stained with alcohol, and covered his body with brocade. She raised her hand, covering his anxious stomach with her palm, and rubbed it gently.

Xing Wuyun felt the tenderness of the palm, and his heartache was so painful that he could no longer breathe. He suddenly opened his eyes, raised his hand, and dragged her into his arms, turned over, lowered his head, printed her lips, and exhausted all he had Biting his strength.

Feng Aotian opened her eyes wide, stared at him, and looked at the peach blossom eyes that carried the silence of a thousand years. She raised her hand and turned gently, leaving his lips, looking at him , "Compared to a woman's delicate?"

Xing Wuyun then closed his eyes without speaking.

Feng Aotian's hand never left his stomach, and continued to rub it gently, "Isn't it responsible for taking advantage of the Lord?"

Xing Wuyun continued to remain silent. He tilted his head, unwilling to speak.

Feng Aotian saw that his pain was better, and looking at the black green on her chest, she only used 50% of her palm strength, but she still hurt him, but she knew that it was a lesson for him.

Xing Wuyun's heart seems to have fallen into the abyss at this moment. He does not want to see her, let alone let her see the slightest exposed emotions of him. Isn't he always hiding well? But why is there nothing to hide in front of her?

Feng Aotian closed his hands, closed his brocade robe, covered the brocade, took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill, and handed it to his lips, "Take it. "

Xing Wuyun pressed his lips slightly, the lips were still red and swollen, even more unbearable compared to being a talented person, with blood on the corners of his mouth, but still beautiful.

Feng Aotian's eyes sank, "Take it yourself, or let him feed you?"

Xing Wuyun opened his mouth, holding the pill, and by the way, he bit Feng Aotian's finger in, and the warm tip of his tongue touched her fingertip. He swallowed the pill quickly and turned his head.

Feng Aotian thought, when has he been so self-willed? Could it be that his true temperament is like this?

Xing Wuyun wondered what happened to him? He was really crazy, he opened his eyes quickly and looked at her, "Your Highness is fine, Emperor Feng Qi can go back."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "I'm becoming more ungrateful now."

"What does Feng Qihuang want? Do you want my Highness to agree?" Xing Wuyun pulled away a romantic smile, "However, my Highness has always been the one taking the initiative."

Feng Aotian's mouth closed, "It's really sharp."

Xing Wuyun snorted coldly. If you want to pretend, you must always pretend to be thorough. At the very least, in her heart, he is still the chatty and unruly Xing Wuyun, not the person with a dark heart.

Feng Aotian watched him regain his former chic and brisk appearance, thinking, he really can retract and release, and use it freely.

Then got up, did not speak, turned and left.

Xing Wuyun looked sideways, looked at her leaving figure, smiled self-deprecatingly, then raised his hand, put his palm on his stomach, and felt the remaining temperature there.

Feng Aotian walked out of the camp and went straight to the back kitchen of Le Qiguo, and saw that the men were resting. When they saw her, someone quickly recognized her and stared at her hostilely.

Feng Aotian’s mouth raised a wicked smile, but those phoenix eyes filled with frightening air, which made the man in front of him look down in fright, and the hostile gaze of Xiccai, now, is fleeting, then Stand in fear.

"Is there an imperial chef who prepares meals for the four princes?" Feng Aotian's voice was deep, but it was cold and bitter.

"It's a slave." At the gesture of everyone, an imperial chef walked out not far away.

Feng Aotian went on to say, "What are you still doing, cook some light and appetizing porridge, and prepare some side dishes."

"This..." The imperial chef thought that the person in front of him was the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom. Now, why would he be here and let him prepare meals? This is too unreasonable.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, his voice lowered, "Huh?"

The royal cook hurriedly stepped forward, then knelt on the ground, "The slave will do it."

Feng Aotian stood on one side with his arms around his chest, the Yu Chu quickly signaled the helper behind him to come over, and then began to get busy. After a while, he prepared it and put it in one place. Feng Aotian raised his hand and took it. Picked up the tray and went out.

People watched her leave, wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads, and slumped to the ground. They couldn't help but wonder, why did Emperor Feng Qi come here? Moreover, also named the four princes' royal chef?

Everyone stood there incomprehensibly and began to whisper, but no one had the courage to follow in secretly to see. Now, they are still fighting, they dare not make random times.

Xing Wuyun was lying on the bed, thoughtful, thinking about the past. He still remembered that he had been laughing at Wei Zimo, but now he feels that he is the most ridiculous person.

Suddenly heard the noise, and then turned his eyes to see Feng Aotian walking in with the tray, his eyes flashed in puzzlement, and he smiled and said, "Emperor Fengqi has not left yet?"

Feng Aotian didn't care what he said, but put the tray on one side, stepped forward, and pulled him up from the bed, "Let’s eat."

Xing Wuyun looked at the meal on the table, he smiled, "Emperor Feng Qi really knows how to pity and cherish jade better than his Highness."

Feng Aotian always ignored him, let him speak, and then sat down with him, she picked up the porridge, scooped a spoon, blew it gently by her mouth, and then passed it to him .

Xing Wuyun always looked at her unsuccessfully, with a smile on the corners of his mouth, without the slightest politeness, opened his mouth and ate, nodding quickly, "It tastes good."

Feng Aotian picked up the side dish and handed it to him. Xing Wuyun put on a look of unwilling people, and ate it with peace of mind.

The camp was very quiet, and Xing Wuyun occasionally heard a few gratified sighs. It appeared in his mind that she had fed Meixi and Mu Hanjin the night like this when he was still in the regent's mansion.

It’s just that, at that time, I felt that two men were feeding each other like this. It was really incomprehensible and really nauseous, but now, he feels very comfortable. He can’t help but feel surprised, but there is nothing Act, just let her be.

Feng Aotian looked at him and felt that something was wrong with him, but she also knew that a person who is good at hiding emotions all the year round can be so abnormal in front of her, which only means that his heart is now suffering a lot. The pain, but he couldn’t say.

Xing Wuyun felt that his stomach was warm at the moment, and his cold heart was warming up. He watched Feng Aotian not speaking, but got up and walked out.

Xing Wuyun was flustered for a moment, and he quickly raised his hand, grabbed her hand, and looked at her with a smile, "Emperor Feng Qi will come as he wants, and leave if he wants to leave. It would be too sad for my Highness."

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "He remembers the four princes, but he wants to let him go."

Xing Wuyun then got up, suddenly took her into his arms, carefully hugged her, and put his chin on her shoulders. He should thank her for her sharpness, her wisdom, and thank her for seeing through his mind now. , But still chose to ignore it, she gave herself the last dignity.

Feng Aotian didn't raise his hand, wrapped his waist, but let her hold it. After some time, Xing Wuyun released her and dropped a kiss on the corner of her lips. Containing any impurities, it was just such a dragonfly kiss, and he turned around, "This is the reward for my Highness to feed my Highness when he reported to Emperor Feng Qi."

Feng Aotian never spoke, looking at the back of him turning around, then turned around and left without a moment's reluctance.

Xing Wuyun raised his head, but he didn't know he was already in tears. He let the tears run across his cheeks and dripped down his chest along the slender neck, burning his heart. He just stood motionless.

Under the tower, the war is still going on, Feng Aotian flies down on Leng Qianye’s side, he looks sideways, and sees her gloomy face, the corners of her mouth are slightly red and swollen, and he whispered, "The emperor, Xing Wuyun is okay. Right?"

Feng Aotian whispered, "I can't die."

Leng Qianye listened to Feng Aotian's tone, and knew that she must have encountered unhappiness in Xing Wuyun's place, and did not comfort him, but was quietly by her side.

At this time, the voice of the soul fell, "Master, South has returned to the country and retreated."

"Well, where is Fu Han?" Feng Aotian asked in a deep voice.

"Fu Han saw Nan returning to the country to retreat, so he rushed to Qicheng with his troops." The soul replied in a low voice.

"Well, Ye Meixi has returned to Beijing?" Feng Aotian cast his gaze in the distance, his tone of displeasure.

Hun replied, "Yes. After Nan returned to the country and retreated, Ye Shifei returned to Beijing."

"Is there something abnormal in the capital?" Feng Aotian asked immediately.

"Everything is fine in the capital, but, Father Cat..." Soul raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Aotian, thinking about whether to return this at this time?

Feng Aotian looked sideways and looked at him, "What's wrong with Father Cat?"

"The cat said he was ill." Soul still gritted his teeth and replied.

Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, "Ill? Are you okay?"

"The cat said that he has committed...had...lovesickness." The voice of the soul became smaller and smaller in the end.

Feng Aotian swept away the haze of Shicai when he was caught by father-in-law, and the corner of his mouth ticked, "Let him find the father-in-law for a cure."

"My father-in-law said that only you can heal his illness." The soul glanced at Feng Aotian, and saw that she was not angry, and simply replied with courage.

Feng Aotian twitched the corners of his mouth again, "Wait then, wait for the Lord to return."

The soul responded quickly, "Yes, the subordinates must truthfully return to the cat."

Leng Qianye side, looked at Feng Aotian, her eyes were a little bit more petting, he held her hand, thinking, maybe, by her side, there must be something like a cat Intimate talent.

In the border gate to the south of Wuyue Kingdom, Mu Hanyao stood on the tower all night, but Le Qiguo did not move.

Meteor stopped breakfast and ran over, and saw the little white snake leaning securely in Mu Hanyao's arms, blinking unbelievably.

Following a light leap, he sat on the wall, looked up, and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Why don't you call me when you come out?"

Mu Hanyao raised his hand and stroked Meteor’s head lightly, "Seeing you sleep deeply."

Meteor nodded, smiled and said, "That will wake me up too."

Mu Hanyao is not good at words, looked at him, and then replied, "Next time."

Meteor stretched out his hand and pulled the little white snake from Mu Hanyao's arms, "I said you, don't call me."

Little White Snake looked up, but just glanced at him, and it was still angry now.

Meteor didn't expect the little white snake to be so stingy, so he quickly raised his hand and slapped the little white snake on the head, "You are a careful fellow."

"I have always been careful." Little White Snake replied without hesitation.

Meteor felt that he had said something stupid again, then raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao, "Go to wash?"

Mu Hanyao looked at the weather today, and then saw General Li walking over with people. When he saw Mu Hanyao, he quickly smiled and said, "General Mu, Shi Cai, I heard good news, Nan I returned to my country and retreated."

"Yeah." Mu Hanyao didn't have too many surprises. After all, the emperor was able to be sure now, but he had already calculated it. No matter what happened, the result was the same.

General Li looked at Mu Hanyao with a cold expression, without any joy, he quickly smiled, "Is General Mu not happy at all?"

Mu Hanyao looked at him, still faintly replied, "Naturally happy."

Meteor looked at General Li and said with a smile, "South has returned to the country and retired. After waiting here and Le Qiguo has retired, I can go to the Holy Lord."

Mu Hanyao lowered his eyes and looked at the shooting star. When Feng Aotian was mentioned, his stern face showed a rare smile, "Yeah."

General Li seems to be accustomed to Mu Hanyao's cold temperament. After all, he is not from the same country, and being able to get along like this is also a fate.

He is not a caregiver either, and then said, "General Mu, leave this to me."

Mu Hanyao looked at General Li, arched his hands and said, "You have work."

General Li nodded slightly, "General Mu, please!"

At this time, Luo Yun has just been unlocked. These three days are really like years. He did not expect that he saw the emperor of Fengqi Kingdom with his own eyes. Her martial arts was really amazing. Fortunately, he got the news. , She is leaving now, otherwise, if she can't send troops, she can easily be shackled.

"General, it's not good." A lieutenant hurried in.

Luo Yun raised his eyes and looked at him, "What's wrong?"

"South returned to the country to retreat." The lieutenant replied quickly, apparently a little shocked by the news. After all, if the South returned to the country to retreat, their resistance here would not help.

Luo Yun's eyes sank, "How could it be possible to retreat easily when returning to China?"

"The humble post just got the news. It was heard that Nanhui had a rebellion, and it is now approaching the capital. Therefore, the Emperor Nanhui hurried to the capital with his troops." The lieutenant replied quickly.

Luo Yun was stunned again, thinking about how could there be a rebellion in Nan Hui Guo at this time? It seems that there must be a conspiracy they didn't expect.

"Why?" Luo Yun has been tapped on the acupuncture points for the past three days. Now that he has just unlocked it, he is even more motivated to show Mu Hanyao a good look.

"General, what should I do now?" the lieutenant asked quickly.

Luo Yun went on to say, "It is their business to withdraw troops from the South. Now, the general received the order to break the Wuyue Kingdom. Now, he has not received the order to retreat and can only continue to send troops."

"When will troops be dispatched?" the other lieutenant asked again.

"The order goes on, after Banzhuxiang, send troops." Luo Yun got up from the chair and said in a deep voice.

"Yes." The deputy commanded, then left the camp and went to prepare.

Luo Yun then turned around, changed his armor, and walked out, just to face Mu Hanyao who was standing on the tower. He didn't believe it, he couldn't beat a trivial third-class general.

Mu Hanyao wanted to go back to wash, and when he saw that Le Qi State was moving, he looked sideways and looked at General Li, "I'm afraid it will be too late."

General Li listened to Mu Hanyao's words, and immediately turned his gaze not far away. Only then did he realize that rectification had begun over there, and his eyes sank, "Luo Yun is aggressive this time."

"Then have a good fight." Mu Hanyao said in a low voice.

General Li agreed and nodded, "Yes, have a good fight."

Meteor looked at Luo Yun in the distance, then at Mu Hanyao, let's hit it, anyway, it will be hit sooner or later.

The little white snake wished to end soon, but now, leaning on the snake's head, looking at the distance, and then at the meteor, she couldn't help but feel a little excited.

Luo Yun rushed to the border with the men and horses. Now, when it comes to a decisive victory, success or failure is in one move. He raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao, and then looked at the man sitting on the wall with his legs shaking. Meteor, and the little white snake in his arms, his eyes were cold.

Mu Hanyao still stood tall and straight on the tower, facing Luo Yun's eyes, Luo Yun then waved the banner in his hand and began to set the formation.

Mu Hanyao looked at Luo Yun, thinking, if so, Leng Qianye would be fine here, he is good at arranging troops, but now, it’s just thinking about it, and he has to send an arrow on the string. How can you shrink back.

Meteor looked at the formation below, and then at Mu Hanyao. He didn't know how to line up troops. He bowed his head and looked at the little white snake, "Do you understand?"

Little White Snake said lazily, "I don't understand it."

Meteor raised his hand and patted its snake head, "If you don't tell me, wouldn't you be able to see the Lord earlier?"

Little White Snake still leaned listlessly, "Mu Hanyao won't let me help, this is his duel with Luo Yun."

Meteor listened to Xiao Bai Snake's words, and felt reasonable. He raised his eyes and looked at Mu Hanyao. Hey, he really didn't understand this kind of thing.

Mu Hanyao looked at the formation method in front of him, and the book Feng Aotian gave Leng Qianye last time appeared in his mind. After Leng Qianye read it, he turned it over and looked at it. I can rely on myself.

Meteor and Little White Snake are not worried about Mu Hanyao. Even if Luo Yun is good at using soldiers, Mu Hanyao also has his own iron-blooded wrist. He will naturally deal with it. If, like last time, let them intervene again, although It can be solved very quickly, but it is not a victory.

Mu Hanyao looked sideways, looked at Li Su, then whispered something, Li Su nodded, and then went down the tower.

Mu Hanyao then looked at General Li on one side. Now, it is necessary for the soldiers of Wuyue Kingdom and Fengqi Kingdom to work together, and then whispered, "General Li, take a look at his formation, I Thinking of a way to crack it, I have to trouble General Li."

When General Li heard that he had a solution, he quickly brightened his eyes and nodded, "General Mu is polite. Now that General Mu is helping me, I can't ask for it."

Mu Hanyao nodded slightly, and then the two began to whisper. At this time, Luo Yun's formation had been set up, and he heard the city gate open and Li Su had already attacked with the troops.

Kill! "The cry of killing is deafening. Now, these are the most tense moments.

Feng Qiguo’s border, Feng Aotian watched the battle for a whole day, and it was still difficult to tell the victory or defeat. Feng Aotian looked at Leng Qianye and said, "Quick fight and quick decision."

"Yes." Leng Qianye nodded, thinking, now is the time. He looked at the lieutenant to his side, then the horn sounded, and then he saw a soldier standing on a high place, recovering Two flags in hand.

Feng Qiguo’s soldiers fighting the enemy bravely in front heard the horn and quickly retreated. Then they saw another group of soldiers rushing out of the city gate, holding a shield in their hands, and retreating neatly and uniformly. The soldiers retreated. After they had all entered the tower, they heard another order, and the soldier's flag began to shake again. The soldiers holding the shield flag in front of them quickly shredded into parts, and they rushed forward in unison.

Immediately after raising his eyes, he saw that the tower was full of archers. Then, under the order, they all shot arrows, and countless rain of arrows shot down, and the soldiers below quickly put their shields on their heads, bending them Waist, rushed forward step by step, while Le Qiguo's soldiers were shot alive before they returned, while Feng Qiguo's soldiers rushed forward in front of the arrow rain, beheading and retreating. The soldiers of Le Qiguo.

Luo Chi was shocked, looking at the formation in front of him, trying to crack, but could not start, then watched Feng Qiguo's soldiers gradually approaching, the arrow rain shot downwards methodically, without stopping for a moment, behind him, Suddenly more people from Feng Qiguo appeared, flanking them back and forth, and they were unable to retreat. Seeing that the soldiers of Le Qiguo could only be slaughtered helplessly.

Luo Chi looked at the fallen soldiers in front of him, raised his eyes, and looked at Feng Aotian and Leng Qianye standing on the top of the tower, only to feel that he was really blundering.

"General, how about going first?" the lieutenant on one side couldn't help asking.

"Kill out." Luo Chi felt that now he had no choice but to stand out from behind.

"Yes." The lieutenant hurriedly responded, and then ordered people to stop in front, and the rest retreated backward.

For a time, it was still difficult to decide whether the talents would win or lose. Nowadays, changes have taken place against the sky. Le Qiguo is now like a turtle in the urn, waiting for the soldiers of Fengqiguo to eat them all.

Suddenly, a goose-yellow figure fell, and he raised his hands to collect the arrow rain in front of him. The arrow turned to one side and landed on the ground.

Feng Aotian watched Xing Wuyun standing alone on a horse. He still wore the goose-yellow brocade robe, with a jade crown, smiled at the corners of his mouth, and unruly, letting the arrow rain in front of him shoot at him. He gently waved the folding fan in his hand and smiled at Feng Aotian.

Feng Aotian raised his hand, "Close!"

The archer got up and stood on one side, and at an order, all the soldiers of Feng Qiguo stopped, just standing in place. At this moment, the huge border, silent, a breeze blowing, blowing in Xing Wuyun beautiful and beautiful On his face, those peach blossom eyes are slightly curved, which is even more charming.

Everyone turned their gazes on him, he just smiled faintly, and did not look at Luo Chi on one side, "Falling general, Le Qiguo is defeated."

"His Royal Highness!" Although Luo Chi knew that this was a fact, he felt uncomfortable when he said it out of his mouth.

Xing Wuyun put away the folding fan, "Victory or defeat is commonplace in the military, and the emperor has his life. If he loses, his highness does not need to go back."

Luo Chi was shocked, and quickly looked at Xing Wuyun, and saw him suddenly flying up, his clothes fluttering, his smile as old, when everyone was shocked, a bright light came from the bright part of his sleeve, when everyone was shocked, He always looked at Feng Aotian, and inserted the dagger in his hand into his chest. In an instant, the blood dyed his yellow brocade...

"His Royal Highness!" Luo Chi immediately fell off and shouted.

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