The King of Jiujiang had an impatient face, and turned his eyes to look at the beauty who was kneeling on the ground like a broken doll. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yang Yu touched the ground with his head and raised his voice: "The king is already displeased with Ah Yu, Ah Yu wishes to avoid it far away, so as not to make the king worried." Pray for the king's blessings. Her tone was soft and glutinous with a thick love thread, and the tail note was elongated, with an endless meaning.

The King of Jiujiang looked at Yang Yu in some surprise, and said in a gentle voice: "Raise your head." ”

Yang Yu bent down even more, not letting the King of Jiujiang see his face, and said in a low voice: "The king doesn't want to look at Ah Yu again." ”

King Jiujiang suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, and stepped forward.

Yang Yu touched the ground with his head, took two steps back on his knees, and said: "The king must not step forward, Ah Yu wishes that the king occasionally remembers Ah Yu, it is Ah Yu who smiles like a flower, not the current miserable appearance." ”

The King of Jiujiang said coldly: "You raise your head!" Otherwise, I'll kill you!" ”

Yang Yu's forehead was tightly pressed against the cold ground, and his body remained motionless and said: "Ah Yu died in the hands of His Highness, and he has no regrets in this life." ”

King Jiujiang's heart was shocked, he stared at Yang Yu with a smile, and said for a long time: "I will send you to Jinling Lu's house tomorrow." ”

Yang Yu said in a deep voice: "Your Highness Xie is complete." ”

The king of Jiujiang was unhappy in his heart, flicked his sleeves, and walked away.

After a long time, Yang Yu slowly raised his head, his eyes were full of coldness, where was there still the deep affection of Fang Cai. Her face sank like water, and she walked into the house in despair.

The King of Jiujiang is tired of Yang Yu, if she really raises her head just now and lets the King of Jiujiang see that **** relatively annoying face, then she really has no way to live.

The ugly and fat face of the King of Jiujiang unconsciously appeared in front of Yang Yu's eyes, her chest was tight, her stomach was overturned, and she almost vomited.

Early the next morning, a carriage with a green tent slowly drove out from the north gate of Jiujiang City.

"Ah Yu! ”

The man riding the horse beside him called out in a loud voice.

Yang Yu suddenly came out of his memory, and turned his eyes to look at Yang Guchen, who was riding side by side.

The eyes were as cold as hellish ghosts, Yang Guchen was slightly stunned, he blinked, and looked over again. Yang Yu looked at him as usual, with a gorgeous complexion and clear eyes.

Yang Guchen frowned slightly, is it really a mistake?

Thinking of that flash of eyes, Yang Guchen's spine was cold.

"Cousin has something to say?" Yang Yu's ears were full of whistling, and he couldn't help but raise his voice and ask.

Yang Guchen frowned slightly, and said loudly: "I'm afraid that there is not enough time, we need to speed up!" ”

Yang Yu nodded slightly, kicked the horse's belly fiercely with his legs, neighed the horse under his crotch, and his hooves were a little faster.

"Ah Yu, since you have returned to Jinling, then tomorrow you will go to the bamboo forest to listen to the song of the Seven Sages." Lu Cambodia smiled warmly and sweetly.

Yang Yu hung his head: "Yes." ”

Yang Shugao sat in the right position, grinning, her weak and delicate face showed a trace of cruelty, glanced at Lu Khan on her side, and then turned her eyes to Yang Yu, and said softly: "Ah Yu, when you learn your piano skills, Lord Lang will send you back to Jiujiang City, these days, you can rest at ease." ”

Yang Yu touched the ground with his head, his back unconsciously straightened, and said in a deep voice: "Yes." ”

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The Hu people, who had eaten in the morning period, looked at the scholars who always knelt in front of the city gate from a distance.

In and out of the city, the servants poured out the delicacies like flowing water, and the scholars did not pay any attention to the enemy, and pushed the cup to change the lamp with a wild smile.

Murong Qu's eyes looked at those people for a moment, and he faintly realized that something was wrong in his heart.

These people don't care at all and look too deliberate, and they don't even look at them.

When the two armies face each other, even if there is an ambush and lure the enemy deeper, it will never be so easy!

He shouted loudly: "Han people! Delicious food? ”

I saw a middle-aged scholar with a long face turn his head and look at Murong Qu, as if he was looking at a stranger, his cheeks were slender and long, and he was a little drunk because he had drunk wine, and said loudly: "Is it delicious, what does it have to do with you?" As he spoke, he rolled his eyes at Murong Qu.

Murong Qu was not the slightest bit angry, but smiled and said, "Han people! Is there an ambush in the city? He smiled, as if he was talking to Fan Ming about dishes.

Fan Ming then rolled his eyes, and said indifferently: "None! ”

Not.

Murong Qu had doubts in his heart.

After hesitating, he joined the army and said, "General, are you attacking the city?" ”

Murong Qu frowned slightly and said, "No." ”

His gaze looked again at the dusty mid-air.

A bird streaks across the sky, flapping its wings.

Murong Qu's heart was shocked, and he slowly smiled, "How long has that dust been there?" ”

Joining the army, his eyebrows condensed slightly, and he said clearly: "General! The Han people deceived me! ”

Murong Qu's eyes must have said coldly: "Siege!" ”

As soon as the words fell, the 30,000 Xianbei soldiers behind him got up in unison and lined up.

Just as the Xianbei people were getting ready to go, the sound of people and horses running from a distance was faintly heard in everyone's ears.

"General, is there a large army coming to support?" Joining the army was a little flustered, and coughed lowly.

Murong Qu's eyes were red and said: "The Han people are scheming, too hateful, it must be another plan, sons!" Kill the Han people for me and rob their women! ”

The Xianbei people were shocked, and they all rushed to the Qiongcheng City Gate, which was only three or five miles away.

At this time.

The peddlers and pawns who had been laughing and shouting in the market suddenly came down from their stalls, and drew a handful of cold weapons from their burdens, which were too neat and uniform, and without the slightest hesitation, they poured out of the city gate, and their faces were surrounded by sackcloth to prevent the Xianbei people with the epidemic from splashing their blood.

They did not ride horses or wear helmets, but they shouted in unison: "Tuhu people! Defend the country! ”

This momentum of seeing death as if it were home was fiercely pressed, and the Hu soldiers who were riding their horses in front were stunned on the spot, and they faintly turned their horses' heads and returned.

At this moment, a clear girl's voice sounded behind him: "Hu Ren is defeated!" The voice was abrupt and cheerful, like the cheerful cry of a girl next door.

The Hu people in front didn't know why, thinking that reinforcements were coming from behind, so they turned their horses and went back.

The Hu people in the rear were just stunned, and the reinforcements brought by Yang Yu blocked the retreat, and the Hu people in front retreated from the chaotic formation, pushing forward and hugging, and the Hu people who were crowded in the middle fell down several times, and the high-headed horses didn't care what people or things, and trampled on them fiercely.

In the blink of an eye, the battlefield where the Hu people had the upper hand turned the direction of the wind.

The men who stood far away at the gate of the city were stunned.

Yang Yu's eyes were decisive and clear, she sat on top of the horse in a plain robe, she brandished a short sword in her hand, slashing left and right, I don't know how many Hu people she killed, blood splashed under her feet, but she didn't feel the slightest disgust and disgust, but worked harder.

The Qu City Lord was dumbfounded, and muttered: "The Yang girl is super resourceful, and the wind god is peerless, I am really ashamed to die." “

Wang Jingzhi, who was wearing a plain robe beside him, heard this, and a natural smile rose between his lips. As soon as he stretched out his hand, his servant handed over the reins, and between his clothes, he saw a handsome young man riding a handsome horse, holding a silver spear and breaking into the chaos of slaughter.

He was born with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, a long body, and a handsome and straight mountain. A pair of well-shaded eyebrows under the eyes are deep, clear as a deep pool, the lips under the bridge of the nose are indifferent and slightly raised, it is clearly the young man of Yushu Lanzhi, but the smile at the corner of the lips has a hint of evil, if you look carefully, the smile is as clear as a cloud, as far away as a mountain.

The silver spear provoked a Hu man, his skeletal right arm swept over, and the Hu people on the side were taken down by the Hu man on the gun, and in a blink of an eye, they were trampled to death by the iron hooves that were pinched in front of him and retreated step by step.

The poor Hu man prides himself on being strong and strong, but he does not leave a trace of life for his companions at this moment. (To be continued.) )