This doesn't know the small countries in the west, and he can't blame Feng Yun, General Feng has always been very arrogant, and there are so many small countries around him, except for Nanban, he doesn't remember any of them.

may have fought before, but Feng Yun never remembered his defeats.

In his words: I have fought a small fight in the past ten days and a big fight in a month, how many times have I played, who remembers!? It's really a headache for the group of cubs in Nanban.

What he didn't know was that the small country in the western realm had long been terrified of the white-clothed god of war!

They all have rumors such as: When the beauty Shura of Da Yin is unhappy, he will go to the enemy camp to slaughter the camp and destroy the country! Slaughter a city in three days, and destroy a country in ten days!

It is said that the Seven Legions are demons and monsters, and even more that Feng Yun is the god of war in the sky and has gone down to earth and other rumors.

Moreover, with Tang Shengge, the deputy general of "virtuous and virtuous", it is difficult for him to remember. Anyway, Qingxu will remember!

Sometimes even Feng Yun is thinking, isn't this Tang Shengge the wrong boy!? It was supposed to be a daughter......

"Oh~"

Feng Yun looked like he had benefited a lot.

The leader was really a businessman, so he chatted with Feng Yun without any scruples. It wasn't until he felt that his back was pressed against his back that he shut up, laughed dryly, looked at Feng Yun and said:

"Little boy, it's not early! Hurry up and go home. ”

"Good!" Feng Yun replied with a smile, but out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at a few people with gloomy faces behind the leader.

Scold...... Cubs, play with your grandfather and me, be careful that grandpa plays with you to death!

He actually turned away. When Feng Yun walked away and the figure disappeared at the end of the street, the leader turned around.

"Oops! A few military masters, let the little old man go! I still have goods to ship! Don't embarrass the villain. ”

The men glanced at each other and looked at the man in the middle with the sharp weapon. Apparently the captain of the squad, he nodded.

"Hurry up, keep your mouth tight!"

"It's miles, it's miles!" The leader nodded hurriedly and walked away. Halfway through, I couldn't help but glance behind me, and was relieved to see that no one was following.

He had just turned his head when he felt a tingling pain in his neck. He covered his bloodied neck and looked at the person in front of him, looking stunned.

Before he could say a word, he fell to the ground.

The person who came was the leader of Fang Cai's squad, and he held a short knife in his hand, and the warm blood on the blade slowly dripped from it. "Tick-" reflected a crimson glow in the waning sun.

"Counselor!" It was a small pair of "businessmen" in Fangcai, and there were eight of them in total.

"Let's go!"

After a few people left, Feng Yun slowly came out of the corner, and the sunset was coldly sprinkled all over the street corner. His eyes were cold, looking in the direction of the departure of the Nanban team.

His emotionless pale pupils reflected the old man's corpse in the remnant sun, and the corners of his mouth hooked up with a cold smile.

"The southern barbarians are cold-blooded, if this is the case, the soldiers kill the people at will, and it is really a barbarian state!"

Although Feng Yun was reckless and arrogant, the military regulations he formulated were extremely strict, and he was even borrowed by various countries as a military governor.

What he hates the most is soldiers disturbing the people, mobs, and meddling in politics! Therefore, in this respect he is the most strict in governing the army!

This is also the reason why the Seventh Legion killed in cold blood, but it is still supported by all the people. The so-called, whoever wins the hearts of the people wins the world!

"Wind! Insult! Cloud! ”

Feng Yun had just walked out of the corner when he heard the roar of Tang Dajun's gritted teeth.

I saw the Tang army division driving the war horse and galloping towards Fengyun. He scooped up Feng Yun, who was still in shock, and placed it on the horse's back.

That posture, that speed, it looks like robbing a kiss......

"Why are you here?"

It took a while for Feng Yun to react, completely ignoring the gazes of passers-by.

"If I don't come, will you go back!?" This tone was as if he wanted to tear Feng Yun apart.

“……”

“…… I'm here to find out, really! ”

Tang Shengge didn't answer, but his face was full of words: I believe you are a ghost!

"Tang Qingxu, let me down!"

"Shut up!"

"I'll tell you, you're guilty of the following!"

"Shut up!"

"Hey! Do you believe it or not, I am militarized to deal with you!? ”

"Shut up, keep your mouth !!"

"Hey! Then you change my position, it's a bit bad. ”

“……”

Tang Shengge ignored him and suddenly accelerated......

！！！ "You...... Tang Qing worm! You want to murder the manager?!! ”

The terrifying General Feng was rushed into the tent by his own military division all the way in this way, and rushed into the tent with the stunned looks of the soldiers of the Seventh Battalion......

"Tang Qingxu, you! …… What are you staring at me like that?! Feng Yun wanted to say something, but saw Tang Dajun staring at him intently.

Do I have anything on my face? Feng Yunhu touched his face suspiciously. Suddenly something came to mind.

"Ahh I see, you're coveting General Ben's beauty! ”

Tang Shengge's breath stagnated, and the green tendons on his forehead were beating again. He froze, and turned to rummage through the cabinets.

But it was said that Feng Yun was wearing a white shirt loosely on his body at this time, and almost all the things that should be exposed and those that shouldn't be exposed were exposed.

The hair was also disheveled and disheveled. Falling down his fair neck beside the delicate and bumpy collarbone, no matter how you look at it, it looks like what Tang Shengge just did to him!

A battle robe suddenly slammed into Feng Yun, who took it off his head and raised his eyebrows.

"What?"

"Put it on!"

"Huh?"

"Give, I, wear, on!" Tang Shengge's words were almost squeezed out through gritted teeth.

Unexpectedly, General Feng threw the battle robe aside, he leaned back in his chair, and said lightly:

"Summer is in full swing, and I don't want to be suffocated."

“……”

Where do you get the heat in the spring!? Tang Shengge listened to the black lines on his head, glared at him, and came out with a black face.

"Walk slowly, this master~ Welcome to come again next time~"

……！！！

Tang Shengge, who had just walked to the front of the tent, heard such a sentence suddenly float from inside, which frightened him so much that he stumbled and almost fell.

- It's night

As soon as Tang Shengge stepped into the handsome tent, a cloud of black paper smashed towards him.

"Smack!" He blocked the ball of paper with his backhand, and when he reached out, his palm was black......

"Wind, Ling, Cloud!"

I saw that the same paper ball in the handsome tent was thrown to the ground, and General Feng Da was seriously not knowing what was written. He seemed to be scratching his head, accompanied by some shy expressions...... The corners of Tang Shengge's mouth twitched involuntarily.

"What? Write a letter to Your Majesty? ”

"What are you writing to that old man? Just as you're here, come and see. ”

Feng Yun did not shy away from talking nonsense, and gave up the main position of writing to Tang Shengge. Tang Shengge picked up the rice paper on the table and looked at the majestic ...... on the paper The wild grass in the chaos jumped twice on his temples.

"For your little highness?"

"That's nature"

"What do you think...... His Royal Highness can understand it!? I don't even know what you've written when I see the royal translators! ”

"Well...... Hey! Isn't that what you're coming? Less nonsense, write fast! ”

Tang Shengge took a deep breath and suppressed the urge to kill Feng Yun.

"Say!"

The abstraction of this Fengyun character is well known, when the calligrapher Mr. Ji taught him and His Royal Highness the Prince's calligraphy, several times and three times by the wind and fainted.

Mr. Ji shouted: You can't teach your son! Let Feng Yun not say that he is his master!

This folk also circulates the cursive script of Fengyun, which is called "crazy grass!" ”

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble. The imperial court's reply, the issuance of military orders, the transfer of troops, letters, and everything else were handled by the Tang military division.

"Huh?" After not hearing what Feng Yun said to write for a long time, Tang Shengge couldn't help but turn his head and take a look.

I saw that General Feng, who used to kill people without blinking, was scratching his head and ears at the moment, not knowing what to say.

"Hmm...... This one...... Ah! Anyway, I'm just asking if the girl is okay, understand? ”

Tang Shengge glanced at him angrily, and suddenly some evil thoughts suddenly appeared in his heart...... He glanced at Feng Yun with a smile, picked up his pen and began to write......

"Fluttering—"

A flock of white doves flew past the eaves of the palace and tinkled the eaves bells. One of the fatter white doves fluttered its wings, passed through the mottled flowers and leaves, and landed gently in front of the main window of the princess's hall.

It tilted its head as if in the extravagant arrangement of the vast array of surroundings, its dark eyes turning nimbly and glistening in the sunlight.

"Huh?"

Yin Huayue was leading the lantern and Shui Wuluo to walk in from outside the palace, and saw the little fat white pigeon and the letterbox on its left foot. So she went and picked up the letterbox, and before she could open it, the little fat pigeon flew away.

"The pigeons wear the letter, the wooden hub is red, it's the little grandfather who has sent a letter!?"

Subsequently. The lamp who came in saw the dark red wooden pivot in Yin Huayue's hand, and said in surprise.

Shui Wuluo glanced at the crimson seal, and the solar system jumped twice suddenly.

All the red bars are used?! General, you're not afraid of causing panic!?

The red seal is usually the order of the wind to drop the army, and it will be teleported as quickly as possible......

"General Wind again?"

Yin Huayue held the wooden hub, and somehow a warm current rose from the bottom of her heart...... She frowned, I'll go! I haven't even seen this little grandfather, what's going on with that?? This can't be the original owner's emotion, right?!

She stroked her chest and casually threw the wooden pivot backwards. The lantern hurriedly caught it.

"Your Highness...... You can't throw it away! ”

"Oh? That's good, read! She sat in front of the bookcase without a figure, and drank her teacup like a bandit......

"Wuluo, come and sit! You sit down too," she waved to him warmly, making Shui Wuluo feel like she wanted to run away immediately!

Brigand...... Oh no woman! Shui Wuluo walked over cautiously and picked up the tea that Yin Huayue poured for him, for fear that it would be poisonous.

"No fall...... Thank you, Your Highness. ”

"Oh, you're welcome," she smiled and poured another glass for Lamplight.

Yin Er personally revealed:

When I heard about Yin Er's assassination, I was really disturbed. Therefore, there is no wind and no return, so as to protect Yin'er. wants to return, however, the Nanban tribes are ready to move. I am afraid that things will change, so I write a letter and talk about my thoughts. His Royal Highness Yu Yan forgot everything, forgot me, and my heart was very sad. The deeper I miss His Highness, the more I can't sleep at night. Thinking about it day and night, I only wish to meet with His Highness. However, the situation cannot be followed, ah! Not seen for a day, such as every other three autumns. Your Highness, the most bitter thing is lovesickness, the deeper you think, the more bitter you think! ”

"Poof!" Yin Huayue almost squirted out a sip of tea.

I'm going, so sensual!? The foundation is good, but it's a pity that I met your aunt and me!! At first glance, this general is the kind of person who swims in the middle of a thousand flowers.

Ay! Yin Huayue, Yin Huayue, it's not worth it!

"Your Highness...... Still remember? ”

"Take it, take it." When she looked up, she saw that the water was smiling so hard that it was not falling......

"Hahahaha! If you don't see each other for a day, it's like every other autumn hahahaha"

“……”

Yin Huayue had a black line on her head, looking at the water that fell to the ground with a smile. Are you sure this is the descendant of General Fengda? Why do you feel so damaging to the boss?