Syllable! "A resounding slap in the face.

The face of the pink-clothed maid was tilted to the side, the force of this void slap was extremely strong, the corners of the pink-clothed maidservant's mouth were broken, and she looked at Sikong Shangevil aggrieved and puzzled: "Sikong Lord ......"

"If you dare to be disrespectful to Your Highness, there will be a next time, I will never spare it!" There are no ups and downs in the evil voices.

And next time, this servant girl doesn't have to be beaten to death with a stick. Lord Sikong, this is to protect these two maidservants.

The guards looked at each other and let go of the two maids.

"Pretend, you just keep pretending!" King Xiao sneered, and saw that the two guards let go of the two maidservants after listening to Sikong's words, and he was even more furious: "Bastard, who allowed you to release people?" Drag it down, beat it to death with a stick! ”

He Qingqing leaned on King Xiao's arms bonelessly, and there were two teardrops hanging on her excessively slender eyelashes, which was really pitiful to me.

The bitter guards looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

One is King Xiao, and the other is the female general of Dahan, and none of them dare to offend.

Seeing that the guards didn't move, King Xiao was even more angry on his face, and directly stepped forward and snatched the saber from the guard's hand, pointing directly at the two servants: "Okay, this king can't call you, right, isn't it just killing two handmaidens, this king will do it himself!" ”

He raised the bright big knife high, and the maid in colorful clothes screamed and threw herself into the arms of the maid in pink, and the maid in pink was also afraid, and closed her eyes deadly.

However, the knife did not fall in the end.

The pink-clothed maid's eyes quietly opened a slit, and she saw that the evil hand in the sky grabbed the big knife that King Xiao had swung down.

"Sikong lord......" the pink-clothed maid snorted.

Sikong Shangevil did not use internal force to take this knife, the sharp blade crossed her palm from her tiger's mouth, and the red blood fell from the side of her palm, from the tip of the knife that shone with cold light, drop by drop, and soon gathered a small pool on the ground.

"You ......" Xiao Wang's eyes flashed with panic, he didn't expect this woman to directly use her hand to catch his knife.

When anger rises, he can be desperate, but the actions of the evil are like a basin of cold water poured on his head, extinguishing all his anger.

"Kung Fu has improved." Sikong Shang's evil face withdrew his hand without changing his color, and his eyebrows glanced lightly at the wound that crossed his palm, as if it was not her who was cut.

"Hehe, why didn't I cut off your hand!" King Xiao's anger was ignited again in an instant, and what lingered in his sight was her bloody hand.

He couldn't tell what he was doing.

Whether he was angry that she stopped him from killing two maidservants, or angry that she hurt himself, he didn't know.

Sikong Shangxie was still expressionless, but in the depths of his dark eyes, in the pupils that seemed to bloom with Manzhu Sahua, there was a very deep and extremely hidden sadness, "Then from today onwards, I will have to practice the left-handed sword." ”

Why do you practice the left-handed sword?

Could it be that he said that he wanted her right hand, and she would really cut it off and give it to him, King Xiao had panic and shock in his eyes, and finally turned into mockery.

Then Sikong Shangevil slowly hooked the corners of his lips in his mocking gaze, which was also a self-deprecating laugh.

He Qingqing held the pipa in his arms, as if he suddenly couldn't stand it, and his body fell softly, King Xiao was shocked for a while, and roared in panic: "Qingqing, what's wrong with you?" ”

He raised his head and shouted, "Imperial Doctor, go and call Imperial Doctor!" ”

He threw away the pipa in Qingqing's hand, picked him up horizontally, and walked towards the side of the room in a panic: "Qingqing, you must not be fine...... It's all my bastard, you have so much blood on your hands, and I have been telling that vicious woman for so long, she just wants you to have an accident......"

Sikong Shangyi looked at the figure of King Xiao holding He Qingqing away, and his indifferent face finally showed a trace of sadness that was not easy to detect.

She lowered her eyes and looked at one of her bloody hands, and the mockery in her eyes deepened.

He Qingqing was only scratched by the pipa string, but her knife was cut by King Xiao's hand, and compared to the injury on He Qingqing's hand, I don't know how much heavier.

"Sikong-sama, are you alright?" The pink-clothed maid was a little uneasy, and after hesitating for a while, she couldn't help but step forward and ask.

She's really not worth it for Sikong-sama.

Sikong Shangye looked at the oleander tree in the courtyard, but his eyes didn't know where to go. After a long time, she said, "It's okay, you can step down." ”

The pink-clothed maid was still not at ease, but she didn't dare to disobey her order, so she had to turn around and leave the courtyard with the maid in colorful clothes.

Naturally, the guards didn't dare to stay longer and left one after another.

For a moment, the whole courtyard was frighteningly empty.

Sikong Shangyi walked under the oleander, picked up a small falling pink flower, put it on the tip of his nose and smelled it.

The blood on his hands stained the pink oleander red, and it looked like the oleander was crying blood, which was shocking.

A pair of big hands snatched the oleander in her hand, and a shallow sigh sounded in a trance: "This flower is poisonous, don't you want to die?" ”

"You're back? Is the county lord of Zhenbei gone? Sikong Shangyi didn't answer his previous words, but asked where Jun Xi was.

"Gone. However, the notorious county lord of Zhenbei in the state of Chu is very different from the rumors, and I was almost deceived by her. The man in light clothes smiled lightly, but unhurriedly took the hand of the evil man.

Sensing that he wanted to bandage his wounds, he exerted a force on his evil wrist and broke free of his hand.

"Looks like you really don't want this hand." There was a hint of anger in the man's tone.

Sikong Shangevil still didn't answer: "What kind of trick did the lord of Zhenbei Wangjun do, even you almost concealed it." ”

Manly knot: "Evil, if your hands are wasted, how can you lead the soldiers to charge into battle in front of the three armies?" ”

Everyone has their own dead ends.

The commonplace evil can die for King Xiao, but that is just the commonplace evil. When she goes to the battlefield, she is the commander of the first army, and she can't treat her army as child's play!

When the man bandaged her wound again, Sikong Shangyi did not refuse again.

The man's elegant eyebrows and eyes were almost wrinkled: "If this knife is a little deeper, your hand will really be useless." ”

Sikong Shang looked at the evil face expressionlessly, and asked, "How is the county lord of Zhenbei Wang?" Junchen, that kid is still waiting for me to reply. ”

The man didn't know what he thought, and said with a smile: "She is smart, she claims to be going to the medical valley to ask for medicine, at the same time, three city gates and three carriages went out of the city, even I thought she was walking out of the city from another city gate, and I sent someone to check and found out that the carriages that went out of the city at the three city gates were all disguises, and walking out of the city gates was even more disguise." She actually took the waterway to Gangnam. ”

Sikong Shangye didn't know what he thought, and his eyes softened: "Junchen's kid is so blessed." ”

The man sighed softly: "You are a junior brother of you...... It's really spoiled. ”

Sikong slanted his evil eyes: "Count it out, you are also half of his senior brother." ”

The man's eyes seemed to be stained with paint, and for a moment he couldn't shift his gaze, he said: "Evil, the person you want to protect, I will protect you, and the person you want to kill, I will kill for you." Luckily? ”

"Hehe......" mocking laughter came from the other side of the courtyard.

King Xiao looked at the two, with ridicule, anger, and a little panic and grievance in his eyes, "It seems that this king has disturbed the two." ”

The man had already bandaged the wound for Sikong Shangxie, and Sikong Shangevil stood up, still looking unfazed: "Why did Ziyuan come over." ”

"What, this king has come to disturb you?" For some reason, his eyes were red, and his words were aggressive.

The man frowned, and just wanted to speak, but was grabbed by Sikong Shangyi's hand, and her voice was faint: "Exactly!" ”

One sentence made the man's eyes shine, but it made the panic and grievances in King Xiao's eyes even worse.

"Evil ......," the man called softly.

"You ...... You ......" King Xiao's chest rose and fell violently, but he couldn't breathe, just like he tried to find unbearable words to describe the two of them, but he couldn't find them.

"Then the king won't bother you!" He was finally negative, shaking his hands and walking away quickly, but no matter how he looked at his steps, he had a bit of an embarrassed taste of running away.

King Xiao left, and the evil man let go of the man's hand.

The man smiled bitterly: "Evil, why are you suffering." ”

He didn't care at all, so how could he be jealous for her.

King Xiao was too well protected by Empress Dahan, and his temperament was too naïve.

He grew up under the protection of the common evil, and he only relied on the evil in the common place, not attached to it.

relied on the evil spirits to do everything for him, save military merits for him, win the voice of the people for him, and block all the open guns and arrows for him......

"I just suddenly want to learn from Junxi's girl, and I am willful once." Sikong rarely smiled, but at this moment, she grinned heartlessly.

The man could easily see the wounds on the back of her smile, and could only sigh: "It's you who hurts, it's you......"

Sikong Shangxiao stopped talking, only looked into the distance distractedly, and after a long time, he said: "Mu Qing, you don't understand ......"

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Frost falls, snow flies.

The hard armor of the dark iron was cold.

Among the undulating mountains is the Great Wall folded in the general area of Wolong.

The smoke of gunpowder on the beacon tower added a bit of loneliness under the vast sky.

"Huh-" The chirping of the goshawk pierced the sky, but it swooped down.

The sculpture-like black-armored general on the beacon tower stretched out his arm, and the goshawk landed steadily on his arm, and the force of a thousand pounds could not make the general's arm tremble.

The young general took off the letter paper in the goshawk letterbox, his clear eyes swept over the handwriting on the paper, his good-looking eyebrows wrinkled at first, and then he didn't know what he saw, his frowning brows scattered, and his chapped lips were hooked by the cold wind of the north in a shallow arc.

It seems that all the years have passed, and all the attachment has melted into that smile.

Among the women who spontaneously organized by the local people to give white-flour steamed buns to the border soldiers, a rather handsome woman carried a bamboo basket with steamed buns and looked at the young general on the beacon tower stupidly.

The women who were with her had gone away, and when they saw that she was still standing where she was, they couldn't help laughing and saying, "Xing'er, what are you looking at?" ”

The girl who came back to her senses blushed and quickened her pace to keep up with the women, but she still couldn't help but look back at the beacon tower: "The general...... Who is it? ”