Chapter 121: Tiffany

The tent of the Chinese army was so quiet that only the sound of breathing could be heard. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Tiffany sat up, her armor had been unloaded by the servants on the wooden frame beside her, and she was clad only in a white single garment, but her body was even more solid.

"Why are there so many people here? waiting to see me laugh at me? Are you all disappointed that my mother is sleeping in your clothes?"

"My lord, you give the order!" The young man with a delicate face who was not yet thirty years old looked at the silver helmet and stepped forward with his chest up, and the surging battle intent in his eyes could crush the pine and cypress of the new year: "Let me be red." Huey is the vanguard of the Assassins' Guild and avenges the innocent dead!"

Tiffany looked up at the hot-blooded young man who stood a few heads taller than herself, and the glory of the knight burned in his chest: "Stannis. Huey's grandson, Tanzania. Huey's son, the Red Lord, a knight with a distinguished family and outstanding achievements, if you have the strength and have nowhere to go, go out

Go cross-country with a weight of 200 pounds around the outer circle of the barracks, and get ready to run!

"Yes!" Hong's lips pursed solemnly, and with a knock on his heel, the shiny silver boot tail thorn "clicked", he saluted, and ran out of the door.

The people in the tent heard Hong shouting outside: "Who is that! Give me two sandbags of 100 pounds!"

Zhuo Lin laughed out loud.

Tiffany turned her head to look at her, "Your bad idea to let twenty big men watch me sleep?"

Well, it's not time to laugh, it's unlucky.

Iowa glanced at Zhuo Lin out of the corner of his eye, and with this one look, he gloated to the fullest.

"It's not just me, it's Iowa!" Zhuo Lin glared back at Iowa, and the Iowa kid didn't swallow a mouthful of gloating saliva and choked on himself.

"Ahem......" He coughed rudely, holding up a hand and trying to explain something.

"You two pranks have gone too far. Tiffany's eyes lit up, and she didn't wait for him to plead

"Take off your armor. ”

"Huh?" Zhuo Lin was stunned and didn't understand, what is the eldest sister doing?

"Did you both go deaf when I said take off your armor!" Tiffany reprimanded.

"Yes!" the two of them slammed their heels, solemnly took off their silver helmets and half-foot-long red tassels, and then took off their white underwear cleanly.

"You two get into bed!" Tiffany said, jumping to her feet.

"Huh?"

"Come up!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" The two climbed into bed.

"Hug each other!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" The two blushed and put their arms around each other's shoulders.

"Lie down!"

"Yes!"

"Face to face!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" Zhuo Lin was so ashamed that she was ashamed of herself, and complained in her heart that this eldest sister had to sell herself!

"I command you to hold it like this on the bed for three hours, and don't move!"

One of the remaining Knights in the Silver Helmet snickered with a smirk.

"Others!" Tiffany's eyes lit up, and as she glanced around, the high-ranking warriors were immediately honest.

"Watch them sleep! Don't blink!"

"Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!" "Yes!" Seventeen Knights in Silver Helmets replied in a staggered but neutral manner. Anyway, it's the most interesting to ignore it and watch the excitement or something.

Tiffany threw a bunch of monkeys out of the tent of the Chinese army.

The deputy chief of the guard at the door followed with a steel helmet and a butt, and there was a "whoosh" sound when he trotted with heavy armor.

"Leon, what's the matter with them?"

"Lord Hui, Zhuo Lin and Iowa have convened an emergency meeting at your behest. "Wren has a very small brain, and although it is strange why the lord who convened the meeting himself left everyone out to hang out, he believes that the wise and martial goddess must have her reasons.

I didn't even think that the question I was answering was nonsensical enough.

"Oh," Tiffany knew what they meant, "it's up to them to come up with such a stupid idea." ”

"Would you like to have a barbecue tonight?" Tiffany asked again,

"Yes!" Wren blurted out.

"Okay! Deliver the order to each Iron Helmet, my Knights of Willow Lake will have a bonfire tonight, and the little ones will drink and eat meat openly!"

I can't describe the magnificence of the barbecue party, which was attended by 200,000 people, except that the smell of cumin blew all the way to the Assassin Guild's headquarters hundreds of miles away, following the most common northwest wind of the season, so that the less determined Assassins soaked their masked black scarves with saliva. Within a few steps of the silent Assassin Guild's defenses, you could hear the sound of "hissing" and "hissing" swallowing saliva.

Looking back at the twenty-two silver-helmeted knights who "met" in the big tent of the Chinese army,

Iowa sniffed: "I want to eat too,"

He expressed his greed vividly with his eyes, "Roasted the most authentic Liuye Lake big fat sheep", regretting that he didn't eat lunch.

Zhuo Lin blushed and squinted, blushing for less than two hours. Thinking that there was still half the time to deal with this stinky man, Zhuo Lin couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

The eyes of the forty Templars standing on the side could clearly see Zhuo Lin's subtle expressions.

"My lord's joke is in place!"

It's a pity that such a lovely scenery can't be seen by the initiator, Master Tiffany.

After she showed her face in the opening speech, she faded out of the noisy scene, and a bunch of drunken, red-faced and all kinds of armored sergeants who persuaded them to drink were really not suitable as the subject of the scene of drunkenness.

Tiffany was carrying a wine gourd, and in the Caifeng Pavilion of Cuiping Mountain a few miles away, she poured herself a drink in the moonlight like water and the clear night.

The moon shines in the dense forest halfway up the mountainside, reflected in the mottled patch by the dead branches and broken leaves, and it is difficult to find red flowers and green willows in this season, and it is also difficult to find lively birds and beasts at this hour.

All that should wither withered withered, and all that should have slept slept. People who can't sleep and find that they can't easily die can only sit alone in a place where no one is around, and rely on alcohol to anesthetize their cranial nerves, immerse themselves in the pleasures of the past, and forget everything that has happened.

Tiffany seemed to see himself who was still ignorant of his age, in the rose garden of the Sherlock Lord's Mansion, dancing with the latest swordsmanship, and the sword aura brought up the bright red rose petals in the air, and the little sister, who was ten years younger than herself, cheered, clapped her hands and smiled happily in the rain and dew of rose petals.

My father is gone, is my little sister okay?

Can't think.

Wasn't my father sitting in his favorite sunny wood rocking chair upstairs in his study looking at his sisters through the floor-to-ceiling windows?

Tiffany's eyes were hazy and the corners of her mouth were raised at the air that could not be laughed, revealing dimples, and she smiled stupidly, very happy. The battlefield general, the dragon slayer brave, the flower of the southern frontier of the knight association, this smile does not know how many young knights of the world will fall for it.

Moonlit night, alone, sassy and heroic, good, a picture of ink.

My father is gone, but my little sister is still well, why hasn't the person who sent to the rescue reply?

Don't think about it, don't think about it today, with emotions and unclear brains are easy to be impulsive.

The father was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window waving to him, calling the two sisters to go up to eat, and the housekeeper Sister Yu must have arranged for her sister's favorite braised pork and her favorite squirrel fish.

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