Chapter 402: The so-called Yiren

However, thinking about it the other way around, I have to say. King Jin, they played very beautifully.

In such an urgent situation, he could even think of sending troops to attack and harass, attacking the east and west, and winning time for himself to escape with the lives of 500 people.

This trick, abandoning the car to protect the handsome, is beautiful enough to play, and ruthless enough.

Looking at Zhanxiong, who was covered in blood, Lu Heng shook his head and sighed lightly, feeling sorry for the five hundred dead soldiers who were killed outside the "door".

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The night is falling, and the stars are shining.

On the north bank of the Yellow River, the King of Jin stood on the bank with palpitations, looking at the rolling river under his feet, his face was hideous.

He fled from Tokyo overnight, and after a tragic battle all the way, now, when he returned to Shanxi, there were less than 50 people left beside him.

The surging Yellow River roared like a wild beast. At night, the tumbling river flood swept against the shore and rolled up thousands of piles of snow.

The night wind carried the mist of the Yellow River "excited" and "swadding", sprinkling on the blood-stained face of the King of Jin, which looked hideous and terrifying.

"Good, really good!" King Jin clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

Beside him, the bloodied iron guard stood solemnly and motionless. On their bodies, the blood that exuded a strong fishy smell had been wet and washed away by the mist of the river that had been "stirred" and "swamped".

"Wu Chengqian, we will meet again, and when the time comes, I will definitely make you surrender at my feet!" King Jin raised his head and looked at the far south. Looking back on the journey, the terrified escape road. King Jin's face was extremely gloomy, clenched his fists, and roared sharply.

The sound "excited" and "swinging" started, but it was soon dispersed by the thunderous sound of the Yellow River. Disappeared into the thick night.

Not far away, on a large bluestone on the riverside.

Dressed in a pink "colored" long skirt, like the lord of Qinglan with a red face, he sat there quietly, looking at his face calmly, the sound was shocking, like the Yellow River rolling by a fierce dragon. The pretty face is not happy or sad, and the beautiful eyes are faint.

Under the starry sky, the "woman" sat there quietly, her hands clasped on her knees, her misty "cloudy" and "cloudy" eyes, and her expression was fluttering.

The night breeze blew, bringing with it a thick humidity in the river. Wet her cloudy hair,

As if she couldn't bear the coldness of the night wind, the "girl" who was holding her knees in her arms curled up together with a little force in her hands.

Ticking, a drop of "dew" water dripped down the hair on the sideburns, slid over the cheeks like "jade", cool and silky, and "intertwined" with tear stains, it was difficult to distinguish.

"County Lord, be careful!"

I still think about my personal "waiter" and "girl", my playmate from childhood to adulthood, and the mournful cry.

Recalling the scene when the feather arrow "shot" through the "chest" of the "waiter", "woman", and "chest", the county lord of Qinglan felt a faint pain in his heart.

Before the "waiter" and "woman" died, the thrilling blood overflowing from the corner of the mouth appeared in front of him and did not disperse for a long time.

Looking at the other side of the river, hundreds of Great Zhou "elite" cavalry with torches were holding war horses, looking murderous. Lord Qinglan closed his eyes tightly and buried his pretty face between his knees. Boo cried.

Tears dripped down her cheeks like pearls with broken threads. I couldn't stop it.

"Lu Heng, Lu Yongzheng, I, the county lord of Qinglan, swear here, in this life and this life, I am inseparable from you!"

The eyes of the county lord of Qinglan were slightly closed, and the evening breeze blew, and the eyelashes with teardrops trembled gently. When he opened his eyes and looked at the murderous steel cavalry opposite, the hands of the Qinglan County Lord holding his knees were tightly clasped together. I was not happy or sad in my heart, and said lightly.

The night breeze brought moisture to the face, and the long skirt stained by muddy water gently moved with the wind.

The county lord of Qinglan looked at the other side and refused to leave the Great Zhou cavalry for a long time. He let go of his hand holding his knee and slowly stood up.

"Goshawk!" Lord Qinglan took a deep breath and said lightly.

"Yes!" Not far away, a burly warrior with a bow and arrow on his back walked over and bowed.

Lord Qinglan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. With trembling hands, Xiu went deep into his arms and took out a crumpled envelope. After holding it tightly for a long time, the county lord of Qinglan 'handed over' the envelope to the goshawk.

"Shoot!"

After saying all this, the county lord of Qinglan refused to stay any longer, and turned around and walked towards the large army that came to meet behind him.

Behind him, the goshawk took the envelope and tied it to the feather arrow without hesitation.

Hey, the squeaky iron tire bow was pulled like a full moon.

With the flick of the goshawk's fingers, the arrow let out a sharp whistle and "shot" towards the opposite riverbank.

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Night, Lu Mansion.

In the study, the lights are bright.

Lu Heng sat alone at the desk, looking at the oil lamp in a daze.

In his hand, a crumpled letter was blown into the room by the breeze, trembling slightly.

Under the dim light, the handwriting on the letter was clearly visible.

"Last year, in this 'door' today, the peach and flower of the human face were red. The human face does not know where to go, and the peach "flower" is still smiling at the "spring" wind! ”

The wind blew into the room, and the flickering candle flame was extinguished in an instant.

In the dark night, Lu Heng put away the envelope, stood up, and walked to the window with his hands behind his back. Looking at the night outside, I sighed softly in my heart:

Oh, war!

On the envelope, a few tear stains are clearly visible.

One can imagine how sad the county lord of Qinglan was when he took out this letter with poems written on it and returned it to himself.

The two sides have chosen hostility from the beginning, and now this hostility has become clear. It has long been fate to fight each other's swords.

If the two knew each other earlier, perhaps, today's situation could be avoided.

It's just that......

Hey, I can only blame each other for hating late, and I have created "getting" people!

Lu Heng shook his head and comforted himself with a movie line that sounded in his head. Pushed open the door and strode out.

Outside, the night is dark.

In the deep blue night sky, the stars are twinkling. It is like a huge black canopy, set with bright diamonds, shining brightly.

The breeze came slowly, and his mind was a little sober.

"Xianggong!"

A soft and warm palm trembled and grasped his arm. The soft voice made the trace of sorrow in Lu Heng's heart instantly alleviate a lot.

Turning his head, Liu Qingqing, with bright eyes and bright teeth, like a fairy, was wearing a long skirt of light blue "color", slim and "jade".

In the night breeze, the "female" son's hair was flying in front of her eyes, and her smart eyes were full of worry.

"It's okay!" Lu Heng smiled, gently held her hand, and said with a smile.

"'Flower' heart big radish!" Behind him, a sour smell wafted over.

Who is such a blatant slander of yourself.

Lu Heng turned his head, but saw that in the corridor on the side, Princess Ankang was 'inserting' her hand and looking at herself angrily. Beside her, Wang Tingzhi smiled and shook Princess Ankang's arm.

Seeing Lu Heng looking over, Wang Tingzhi smiled and smiled apologetically at her own minister's communion. But Princess Ankang was glaring at her, and she didn't back down at all, and looked at Lu Heng.

"It's a beautiful day, Ankang!" Lu Heng smiled, looked up and down, dressed in a golden "colored" long skirt, the bejeweled Princess Ankang "groped" her chin and praised it.

"Ah......" Princess Ankang was stunned for a moment, looking at Lu Heng's smiling gaze, her heart trembled. Hurriedly lowered his head, looked at his dress, with a touch of blush on his face, and whispered happily: "This is Sister Qingqing helped me dress up!" ”

"Especially ......" Lu Heng smiled, stretched out his finger and pointed at Princess Ankang's "straight" "breast", staring at "color", "fan" and "fan", motionless.

"Are you ......" Princess Ankang blushed and looked at Lu Heng with fire in her eyes.

Seeing that this guy not only did not restrain himself, but the more he looked at it, the more proud he became. Princess Ankang's heart trembled, and she let go of her sex. Wrap your arms around your chest and push hard.

The plump and tall "breasts" were suddenly squeezed into an image.

"Especially what?" Princess Ankang forced her composure, raised her small chin, blushed, and provoked Lu Hengdao.

Burst......

Lu Heng, who was holding his chin, staring at Princess Ankang with his chin in "color", "fan" and "fan", couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the other party so arrogant.

Turning his head, he saw Liu Qingqing beside him, and Wang Tingzhi next to Princess Ankang, all of whom looked like they were smiling but not smiling, staring at themselves, and their motionless burning eyes made them embarrassed.

"Ahem, nothing!" Lu Heng hurriedly withdrew his gaze, coughed, and said with a weak heart.

"Agui, what are you doing there, hurry up and prepare the car and enter the palace!" Seeing Princess Ankang smiling triumphantly, Wang Tingzhi and Liu Qingqing covered their mouths and snickered. Lu Heng was sweating profusely, and his heart was weak, so he had to aim the spearhead at Agui, who looked up at the sky and pretended not to see anything.

"Oh, ah!" Ah Gui was reprimanded by Childe, and Ah Gui hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Childe, three ladies." The carriage is ready! ”

Lu Heng nodded, hummed, refused to stay any longer, and fled in a hurry.

Behind him, the three "women" smiled like "flowers", smiling coquettishly, trembling like "flower" branches.

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August 15, Mid-Autumn Festival.

The night is sultry, the streets of Luoyang are full of lights, pedestrians are rubbing shoulders, and they are bustling to and fro.

On the side of the road, the "flower" lights are bright. From a distance, it looks like a sea of "flowers" and lanterns in the night.

Talented and beautiful women roam in the sea of street lights, occasionally stop in front of the "flower" lamp, shake their heads, and "chant" poems against each other, often attracting passing young ladies, and their beautiful eyes are full of brilliance.

"Lu Dacaizi, you can also have a song!!"

The county lord of Qinglan was lying in front of the car window, and saw a place outside the car that sold "flower" lamps, several students fought poems, smiled lightly, and turned around, their beautiful eyes were full of ill intentions, and encouraged Lu Hengdao.

"Okay!" Lu Heng smiled, coughed, cleared his throat, and opened seriously: "The Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be good, the Mid-Autumn Festival poetry will be really exciting......"

Burst......

In the carriage, the three "women" who were holding a tea cup and sipping tea heard this strange little song again. Stunned for a moment, his beautiful eyes looked at Lu Heng with a smile on his face, and his delicate body trembled.

Then, in Lu Heng's shaking his head and getting carried away in his "chanting" singing, Qi Qi squirted out the tea in his mouth.

In an instant, Lu Heng's "chanting" song came to an abrupt end.

Raised his sleeves, wiped the tea leaves on his face, and looked at the three "women" with a blushing face and waving his hands to beg for mercy.

"If you have revenge, you don't take revenge, it's not a gentleman!" Lu Heng stretched out his fingers, and after flicking away a piece of tea leaves on his face, he smiled, and grabbed it with both hands in the air.

The wolf howled and pounced.

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