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A slender white hand gently grasped the barrel of the pen, gently wiped the excess ink on the edge of the inkstone, and then moved the hand over a piece of white paper.

Catch the sleeve and put the pen down.

A few elegant words leap onto the paper with the tossing and turning of the pen.

Putting down the sleeves, Xi Han's eyes carefully looked at the sharp ink tips on the paper, and after a long time, the warm corners of his lips drew a beautiful arc.

The name she writes always has to be beautiful.

After staring at it for a long time, Xi Han suddenly picked up a black pen again, dipped it in cinnabar in another small bowl, grabbed the cuffs, and made a mark on the ink-colored name that was about to dry just now.

This one, Leng Feng hid his strength, his strength penetrated the back of the paper, and the blood-red horizontal marks seemed to carry infinite killing intent through those few graceful handwritings, between the warm and the cold, as if it was not from the hand of one person at all.

And Xi Han, who was staring at it, curled a soft arc at the corners of his mouth, and looked at it for a while before reluctantly folding the white paper, and then stuffing it neatly into an envelope.

Xi Han pushed open the wooden door and blew a crisp whistle into the forest in the distance, and within a moment, a small snow-white falcon swept by the light spots in the forest and fluttered its wings.

Xi Han was not afraid of its sharp claws, and stretched out a slender hand for it to settle on, and then opened the sheepskin letter bag behind the little falcon quite familiarly, took out a letter, and stuffed another letter into it.

Hao shook his wrist and let the little falcon flap its wings away, Xi Han opened the letterhead he took out, and carefully read the handwriting on it.

After reading, Xi Han blinked, and a look of interest appeared on his plain pretty face.

The breeze, blowing through the trees, lifted Xihan's plain long skirt, looking away like a white butterfly.

Murong Yun looked at the woman who had withdrawn from the room in a daze, dressed in red, and the demon was as red as blood.

Her steps were extremely beautiful, as if the pair of naked jade feet could step on the floor to produce flowers, and after a few tosses, Shi Shiran stepped on the first-class incense couch of the Qinglou.

The peach eyes are heavy makeup, the body is thinly wrapped, but the chest rises and falls, and the people in the Flower Pavilion have lost their souls and virtues.

When he came to this place, Murong Yun was prevaricated in every way, but he won a new victory against the demon and accepted the emperor's reward, no matter how strict Murong Yun was, he couldn't push back the pleas of several of his lieutenants, even if he was helpless, he had to let them go.

"General, that woman's name is Hongluan, and her appearance and appearance are all excellent, and she has only been here for three months, and she has held the head card of this hidden incense boat firmly in her hand. The means are powerful, and the people are unparalleled. General, do you have a crush on her? On the side, Xiao Sheng, who was dressed in a brocade white robe, covered his face with a folding fan, and whispered in Murong Yun's ear.

"No matter how powerful it is, it's just a dusty woman, as cheap as a shoe, how can it be in the eyes?" Murong Yun glanced at the former, then lowered his eyes, sipped his tea lightly and said nothing.

The brocade-robed little student smiled disappreciatively, but instead glanced at several men around him, everyone understood, glanced at each other, and then hugged their fists and said loudly towards the fragrant couch in the court: "Murong Yun, the general of the town army, please Miss Hongluan!" ”

"You are presumptuous!" Murong Yunhu was stunned and immediately shouted.

The two cheers rang out abruptly in the atrium of the Flower Appreciation Pavilion with drums and songs, which not only attracted the attention of Hongluan, but also attracted countless eyes.

Murong Yun suddenly felt a stab in his back, gritted his teeth and glanced at the lieutenants in front of the table, but the latter left Murong Yun's table with a grin.

'I'll get back to camp and clean up after you drunken bunnies.' Murong Yun scolded secretly in his heart, but his eyes kept staring at the wine glass, he only hugged his fist in the direction of the incense couch, and said in a deep voice without turning his head: "Miss Hongluan, there is no way to make the princess smile, and she has no intention of being abrupt in the future, and I hope that the girl Haihan ......."

Before he finished speaking, Murong Yun only felt a cold little hand on the back of his hand.

"General Murong, even if you give up your love, the slave family admires your exploits in driving the demon clan for more than 300 miles. But why is the general so indifferent to the slave family, could it be that the slave family's posture of the willows can't enter the eyes of the general? Hongluan put his little hand on the back of Murong Yun's broad hand and said seriously.

Murong Yun was silent, and his eyes never looked at her.

That Hongluan didn't think it was wrong, but still looked at Murong Yun with a smile, and after a while, he bent down slightly, put his thin lips stained with a little red close to the latter's ear, and said something that only Murong Yun could hear.

Crash

Murong Yun got up when he heard this, and the flying black robe turned over the dishes and chopsticks, provoking several deputy generals in the distance to follow the prestige.

"What you say is true?" Murong Yun looked directly at Hongluan with a solemn look in his eyes, and said in a deep voice.

"Every word is true." Hongluan's smile was still the same.

Murong Yun clenched his fists, this hidden incense boat dragon and snake gathered, the news was chaotic, if there was such a military report, how could he not know. But if what Hongluan said is true, then the matter will be troublesome, and his eyeliner channel will inevitably face a readjustment.

It is better to believe what is there than to believe what it is not. Murong Yun unconsciously exuded a vicious aura that could only be found in the camp, and everyone present only felt a cold neck, and even their teeth trembled three times.

"Come with me, see the Holy One. Dry wolf, you go to Feng Ying's herald and ask him how many times he hasn't contacted Feng Ying, and ask me carefully. Murong Yun summoned a few people, raised his legs and left, but took a step and paused suddenly, glared at Hongluan warningly, and then walked away with a few people.

"The slave family is waiting for the general here." Hongluan was not flustered at all about Murong Yun's threat, he still looked at Murong Yun's back with a smile, and owed his body gracefully.

"Gonggong Li, this general is in a hurry, and he is tired." When the group came to the Flying Frost Palace, Murong Yun hugged his fists and said loudly.

The person known as Gonggong Li coldly glanced at the several deputy generals behind Murong Yun, and said with a smile: "General Murong came in such a battle, I think it is suspected of forcing the palace." ”

Hearing this, Murong Yun was stunned for a moment, then glanced at a few figures behind him, and said, "That being the case, General Ben went in alone." ”

"Then, does General Murong have any twists and turns?" Gonggong Li asked unhurriedly.

Murong Yun took a deep breath, "The matter was in a hurry, and I didn't have time to write." ”

"Well, I can't see it." Gonggong Li shook his head slowly.

Murong Yun shook his soaking and said angrily: "I have something important to meet the saint face-to-face, and I don't have time to talk to you, a eunuch!" I can break into this Flying Frost Palace, what can you do to me? It's a delay in the military plane, see if you can afford to bear the offense! ”

"You!" Seeing that instead of suppressing Murong Yun's arrogance, Gonggong Li was very arrogant, and his chest was full of anger, pointing at the latter without spit out a word for a long time.

"Father-in-law Li, let him in." In the Flying Frost Palace, a gentle voice came.