Qianji's efforts and progress are also something that Shanyong has to admire, but unfortunately, the time is still too short.

Wan Ling only gave Qianji five days, and Qianji practiced marksmanship for five days day and night, and learned the art of war for five days.

The war is imminent, and all souls call thousands of machines to enter the account.

"What's wrong, master?"

"You can die if necessary."

"Master, master." Thousands of machines are unbelievable.

"You're just my subordinate, don't think too much."

At that moment, Wan Ling's voice was so cold and unfamiliar, and Qian Ji saw the puppet with a weird smile in Wan Ling's hand, and slowly lowered his eyes.

"I see."

Thousands of miles to the Rong machine, Guan Shan Du Ruofei, Shuo Qi passed the golden watch, and the cold light was iron-clad.

Thousands of machines overcame thorns and thorns, dangerously sneaked into the military tent of the Hun Shan Yu, the bright candle flame jumped in the night, the swaying candle shadow flickered, the noise outside, the soldiers who were ambushed in all corners began to attack the enemy, a mournful roar resounded in the sky, a dagger pierced into the heart, everywhere was broken, the military tent was stained with blood, the Hun Shan Yu stared at the round eyes, looking at somewhere without blinding.

Shan Yu died, the dragons had no leader, the internal war of the Xiongnu began, the northwest was safe, at least, before the Xiongnu killed a single Yu who was convinced by them, there would be no chaos in the northwest.

When he came to the northwest, there were 20,000 soldiers with him, and when he left, there were only 1,000 soldiers around Wan Ling, and there were no thousand machines among them.

At night, the bright candle flame, the swaying candle shadow, a cup of tea was drunk, a ten-year-old little girl, walked over with small steps, lightly gave Wan Ling tea, outside is a noisy street, but the compartment is very quiet, the little girl's shadow slowly changed into her appearance, but the girl's eyes were full of fear, and she was not like her at that time: "You go down." ”

"Yes." The little girl said timidly, closed the door, and ran to play with relief.

The stars shimmered, and under the cold mask of Wan Ling, there was a tearful face, holding a tattered dagger in his hand, and his ears vaguely heard Qianji's words before leaving.

"Master, the apprentice won't let you down."

When Shangguan Qianqiu returned to Beijing, he brought a woman wearing a curtain and a disabled leg and foot, and the woman called Shangguan Qianqiu a master, and the two were very close.

The Shangguan family is preparing for the wedding of the two.

When An Xueqin received the red sticker from Shangguan Qianqiu, she smiled faintly, no matter how much she and Qianji liked Shangguan Qianqiu, Shangguan Qianqiu would not marry her, because she was a Qinglou woman, and Shangguan's family would not allow Shangguan Qianqiu to marry her.

Liu Xiaomi was very happy when she learned that Shangguan Qianqiu was going to marry a wife: "I said it all, Sister Qianji is so good, Shangguan Qianqiu is not worthy at all, yes, Shangguan Qianqiu is still very self-aware, pity this woman, marry a big radish." ”

"You started again, as long as you talk about your Sister Qianji, anything is fine, if your Sister Qianji is a man, will you marry him?"

"If the Killer Pavilion allows, maybe I will really marry Qianji, don't you know how powerful and handsome Qianji is, do you remember the murderer who killed thirty people in a month?"

"I know, that's your Sister Qianji, your Sister Qianji, the best and most powerful in the world." The man said helplessly.

"By the way, there hasn't been news of Qianji for a few days, do you know where her perverted master has put her on a mission?"

"I don't know, maybe I went to Jiangnan."

"Possibly." Liu Xiaomi nodded.

The man rubbed Liu Xiaomi's head, sighed helplessly, and said in his heart, if Liu Xiaomi knew that Qianji was in the Northwest Xiongnu War, and disappeared after assassinating the Xiongnu Shan Yu, Liu Xiaomi was likely to go to the northwest insistedly, to see people alive, to see corpses when dead, and not to die.

When Wan Ling received the red sticker, he didn't say anything, just drank the stuffy wine one by one, until, he saw the name of the bride on the red sticker.

"A Thousand Sparrows!"

Qianxiaoqi is the nickname that Qianji gave himself, and that Qianxiaoqi will not be Qianji.

Shangguan Mansion, Cuiming Garden, Qianji is sitting on the mat embroidering the wedding dress, her face is red, pink and shy, her hands are thin and long, dexterously embroidered with a shy peach blossom, the peach blossom on the wedding dress will not open, with a faint fragrance.

"It smells so good." A large, warm hand wrapped around Chiki's waist from behind.

Qianji stopped the needle and thread in his hand with a smile: "Master, don't make trouble, I'm embroidering a wedding dress."

"This tastes so fragrant, what spice has the lady developed?"

"We're not married." Qianji said shyly covering his face.

The voice of Qianji is delicate.

Shangguan Qianqiu sighed: "The lady is so cute, I want to go to the cave room now."

Qianji's face was crimson, making people want to taste it and see what it tasted like.

"Hooligans!"

"Your fragrance seems to be a little different from what it is on weekdays, not so sweet, but I still like it." Shangguan Qianqiu leaned his face against Qianji's neck and said in a low voice.

The man's deep voice was seductive.

"Well, this is a newly developed incense, don't be like this, me, we'll only be in the cave tomorrow night, master, now we have to avoid suspicion."

"Okay, avoid suspicion, if you want to eat and drink, call that girl." Shangguan Qianqiu said with a smile.

"Okay."

On the day of the wedding, Qianji took the red crown and the peach blossoms embroidered on the wedding dress with buds to be released in Shangguan Qianqiu got off the carriage and slowly walked into the Shangguan Mansion, and the peach blossoms bloomed, accompanied by the sweet fragrance of peach blossoms.

The guests were amazed to see this scene.

"Wow, this flower is so beautiful, this is auspicious." Someone shouted.

But some people don't think so.

"Why did the flowers on this wedding dress bloom, it can't be witchcraft, this bride can't be a monster, right?"

The guests talked for a while, saying that Shangguan Qianqiu might really marry a monster.

An old man who looked a little short shouted, "What do you know? The flowers on this wedding dress are embroidered with yin and yang embroidery, and it is difficult to buy them."

The old man's voice was hoarse, but his old voice did not lose momentum at all.

Everyone looked at the old man.

The old man was very happy to find that he had paid attention to it, and he said: "In the south, there is a kind of embroidery, called yin and yang embroidery, this embroidery, the flower, in the shadow looks like a bud, but in the sun it will bloom, there is that skillful, the flower on the cloth will have a faint fragrance under the sun." As he spoke, the old man touched his short black beard on his chin, which was very kind.

Everyone knew that this was the case.

There is such a wonderful embroidery method in the world.

They looked at the bride with more than a little admiration.

Such an expensive wedding dress, if it was bought by the Shangguan family, they were willing to wear such an expensive wedding dress for their daughter-in-law, which shows that this bride is not an idle person.

If the flowers on the wedding dress were embroidered by the bride herself, then the bride with such a craft is not an ordinary person herself.