After hearing these words, Zhao Yun behind him couldn't help frowning, and secretly said in his heart, how can this Shamoke and this temperament be carved out of a mold like Zhang Fei? It's so unsettled.

Before the two armies, fighting your battle is, one will play the three sections of the golden ring, and the other will tease other women, is it that you are young and can't do it when you move your heart?

Zhao Yun guessed well, as soon as this female general came forward, Shamoke couldn't find the north a little, and her eyes were straight.

"Little lady, what is your name?"

Urging the horse to take a few steps forward, getting closer to the other party, Shamoko carried the thistle on his shoulder, licking his face and laughing.

"You disciple, looking for death." The other party's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his face sank, and he urged the horse to dance and kill Shamoke.

"Ouch, the little lady is angry?" Shamoko hurriedly rode his horse to dodge, and did not rush to fight back.

"Oh, madman, dare to talk nonsense, be careful that your aunt and grandmother are ruthless." As he spoke, Zhu Rong sped up the long mark in his hand, swept and smashed it into Shamoke's shoulder, Shamoke reined in and retreated again, Zhu Rong sneered, urged the horse to chase forward, and swept backhand, Shamoke only felt that the cold light flashed in front of him, the wind struck, and a cold light quickly slashed towards his neck, and he immediately shouted, "Do you want to murder your husband?" ”

"Die." Zhu Rong made a merciless move, the long mark slashed horizontally at Shamoke's choked throat, Shamoke hurriedly lowered his head and bent over, exerting the kung fu of the iron plate bridge on the horse, like a gecko, firmly attached to the horse's back, but Zhu Rong's wrist pressed down, and the long mark was originally a triangular weapon, and the top was empty. The wrist from below suddenly pressed down, and with a snort, the sharp blade cut through the soft armor on Shamoko's back. Shamoke was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly urged the horse to rush forward, and when the two horses were staggered, he smashed the iron thistle terrestris with his backhand and smashed it into Zhu Rong's long mark.

Zhu Rong sneered, "Are you finally willing to do it?" As he spoke, the long mark in his hand suddenly changed direction, and he easily dodged Shamoko's attack.

"If I don't fight back, you'll have to kill me. You little girl, why are you so ruthless. Shamoko grinned bitterly, remembering the thrilling scene just now. I still have palpitations in my heart, and a hole was cut by Zhu Rong on my back, and the cool breeze swished in, if I hadn't hid quickly. I'm afraid that there is no life at this time.

"Be the man I wish to be. It's not a simple thing, you... Not worthy yet. Jiao shouted, turned around, and Zhu Rong killed Shamoke again.

"Zhu Rong, Zhu Rong... A good name, a beautiful name, a more beautiful person, really... Why are you here again. "I didn't wait for the muttering to finish. Zhu Rong Changbiao struck again, and Shamoke hurriedly raised the thistle terrestris to greet him. Knowing that the other party had great strength, Zhu Rong did not fight him hard, and with a flip of his wrist, the long mark was drawn to Shamoke's waist again.

The two of you come and go, kill in one place, even though Shamoke's martial arts are not weak, but in the face of Zhu Rong, this guy can't be serious at all, he can't stop wandering, he can't stop being dazzled, and he can't stop being dizzy by Zhu Rong, in less than twenty rounds, Shamoke hit two more times on his leg and shoulder, and he has already hung the lottery.

"Shamoko stand down." Zhao Yun saw that Shamoke was difficult to win, so he snorted dissatisfiedly, urged the horse to shake the bright silver spear, and rode the horse to the front of the formation.

Shamoke's face was purple, he pouted unwillingly, and glanced at Zhu Rong reluctantly, feeling extremely aggrieved, fighting with such a beautiful little lady, how could he not be ruthless, people casually look rough on the outside, and the heart is very gentle, okay?

"Girl, you are not an opponent of a certain family, listen to my kind words and persuade you, go back quickly, otherwise, don't blame a certain gun for being ruthless." Zhao Yun stared at Zhu Rong coldly, although he couldn't bear it for a while, but for the sake of the lord's hegemony, he must not give up the city.

A woman is not enough to make Zhao Yun mess up.

"You... What is the name" The horse was facing Zhao Yun, Zhu Rong couldn't help but light up, this young general, so handsome, the more Zhu Rong looked at it, the more happy he became, he couldn't help but blush, and lowered his head shyly.

"This..."Shamoke, who had just returned to the formation, saw this scene, his heart suddenly pulled out the cold, looked up to the sky and sighed, the little white face is delicious, look, before he hit, he hooked up.

"Girl, please respect yourself, a certain family is Zhao Yun and Zhao Zilong under the command of General Xu." Zhao Yunyin shook his gun and replied with a straight face.

"Zhao Yun, Zhao Zilong, a good name, a heroic name, and a beautiful person." It seems that Zhu Rong didn't hear Zhao Yun's reprimand.

"Girl, are you going to fight or not?" Seeing that Zhu Rong kept his head down and was talking to himself, Zhao Yun's face suddenly sank, and the boss in his heart was unhappy, if the other party was a man, he would have sent him into Huangquan with one shot, a female general, he would not have killed him, let alone take the initiative to make a move.

"Fight, of course we have to fight." Zhu Rong's eyes lit up, smiled sweetly at Zhao Yun, tightened his wrist, and urged the horse to rush towards Zhao Yun.

"How do you know what you're capable of if you don't fight?" Before the words fell, Zhu Rong made a lightning shot, and the long mark divided the fallen leaves equally, slashing towards Zhao Yun's shoulder.

Zhao Yun bowed slightly, his movements were elegant and natural, indescribably good-looking, dodging the other party's long mark, his wrist shook, the head of the silver gun trembled, the cold light flashed, the head of the gun was as fast as lightning, and stabbed Zhu Rong's throat fiercely, Zhu Rong was taken aback, and hurriedly raised the long mark to resist, Zhao Yun didn't want to hurt him, so he couldn't help but reduce his strength by a few points.

Even so, with a bang, it was still a shot that took Zhu Rong's people and horses back three steps.

"Good marksmanship. is worthy of being a man that people fancie" Zhu Rong was not shocked, smiled sweetly, and praised it shyly, Shamoke on the side was almost about to vomit blood, this chick, she spent so much tongue, she ignored herself, look, there was no round, she flirted with the little white face, people are more than people, angry people.

"Let's go." Zhao Yun, an upright and promising young man, couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable when he heard Zhu Rong's bold and bold 'confession'.

"Fight a little longer."

Before Zhao Yun could speak, Shamoke suddenly bent down and vomited wildly.

"Zhu Rong, pay attention to your words and deeds." The vulture's face turned blue for a while, what is this Zhu Rong here for, doesn't this add to the chaos? Fighting, and then eloping with other people's little white faces, what kind of system is that, this is the woman that the lord Meng Shu fancies, and she must not be pried by Xu Feng's men.

"Shut up, I'm from the Vulcan Ministry, it's not your turn to be a little general." Zhu Rong's face turned cold, and he turned his head and scolded the vulture bone dissatisfiedly.

Tata... A horse taluan bell rang, and Zhao Yun had already ridden his horse back to his own position.

"Hey, how did you go?" Zhu Rong was disappointed for a while.

"You are not my opponent, Zhao doesn't want to fight you." Zhao Yun replied lightly.

"You..." Zhu Rong was not angry, but he was disappointed, twisted his waist fiercely, and rode back to the formation. (To be continued......)