"Why did my sister give Song Liang'an the bone paste left to you by the master?" Mu Yi pursed his lips and twisted his eyebrows, "His father and son are not good people at all. "Where to use the ointment prepared by my father's hand.

Moreover, the ointment also has the effect of generating bones.

When Xi Xuan heard this, he shook his head and smiled bitterly, and just as he was about to speak, he was stopped by Xi Jiangyue raising his hand.

She still had a smile on her face, and only sent the soup bowl in her hand to Mu Yi, and asked softly: "Since Song Liangan's father and son are not good people, what kind of person does Mu Yi think is a good person?" ”

"Naturally, it's like my sister!" Mu Yi replied without hesitation.

In this world, only Xi Jiangyue is perfect in his heart - he is extremely talented, has a gentle temperament, treats people kindly, and acts in a measured manner.

"This sycophant is much more mellow than those oily-haired officials in the DPRK and China." When Xi Xuan heard this, he seemed to be very useful, "No wonder my sister is so partial to you." ”

"You ......" Mu Yi clenched the short sword, and just wanted to use the scabbard to hit the head of the West Slippery who would only make fun of himself, but after thinking about it, he smiled proudly, "You are jealous." ”

"Hugh wants to make trouble again." Xi Jiangyue shook her head with a smile, then looked at Mu Yi and said, "How can there be any good people in this world?" Most of them are driven by the desires of their hearts, and if they encounter someone who endangers their own interests, they will regard the other person as an enemy. ”

"Just like Song Liangan, Song Teng is an important person in his heart; Like your sister in your heart, you hurt Song Teng, and Song Liang hated in peace; But what if Song Teng hurt me today? ”

"No matter who it is, if you dare to touch your sister, Mu Yiding will kill ......" Mu Yi looked at Xijiang Yueqing's cold eyebrows, and immediately changed his words, "Mu Yiding will not spare him." ”

"That's it. That's why the old demon crane insisted on letting you go down the mountain with me. Xi Jiangyue nodded, Moyu Qingquan's eyes were like sparkling on the surface of the lake, "It's just because you have Mu Yi by your sister's side, and the bone paste is just a decoration, and it doesn't matter whether you send it or not." ”

It's just the grace and power of the superiors.

"Sister......" Mu Yi's heart froze, his eyes were slightly red, he never thought that his sister and master could trust him so much, "Did Mu Yi do something wrong before?" ”

Xi Jiangyue's voice was still as gentle as water, "What's wrong with Mu Yi?" ”

It's also the fault of Song Liangan's father and son, who made them want to bully her sister and brother!

"Oops!" Xi Xuan threw away the soup spoon in his hand, "What's in this soup?" Why is it so sour? ”

Seeing this, Mu Yi's chin raised slightly, and he snorted lightly, and the moon eyebrows and stars swept away the sadness, and they were full of joy in an instant.

"Then do you taste this bowl of soup sour?" Xijiang Yue had a slender hand and sent the soup bowl to Xi Xuan.

An hour later.

Song Liangan, who walked under the city gate in a panic, only thought that the black yarn on his head was not correct when he stepped forward to salute, he hurriedly raised his hand to help, panting and said: "Why did Xixiao join the army leave in such a hurry?" But...... But the lower officials are not well greeted? ”

Just now, Xi Xuan, who was ready to go, only sent a personal guard to inform Song Liangan of this, and he was so shocked that he almost fell the only bone paste in his hand that could treat Song Teng's injuries.

"Song Taishou, where is this? The Holy God ordered me to return it, how dare I slack off when I joined the army? Xi Xuan's bright cold and hard eyebrows swept over Song Liangan, the horsewhip in his hand tapped the horse's neck, and the smile in his eyes still did not show the slightest warmth even under the scorching sun, "Song Taishou, we will have a date later." ”

"Smack!" Xi Xuanyan said, and flicked the horsewhip in his hand, like a thunderous sound, which frightened Song Liangan and a group of slaves behind him, "Let's go!" ”

When everyone raised their heads again, they saw that more than 1,000 soldiers outside the city were all dispatched, and their movements were even more uniform.

The Western Chu soldiers weave armor, five people and one team, ten people and one tithe, one hundred people for the hand, and one thousand people for the line. Wu has a chief, a chief, a chief, and a governor, each leading his subordinates.

Ordinary people don't understand the great truth of leading troops to fight, let alone say words of appreciation for strict management of the army and strange soldiers from heaven, but they look at the magnificent and majestic army in front of them, and they only feel in their hearts that even if the Beiqiang barbarians are raging, as long as there are these 3,000 hot-blooded men in Western Chu, they can sleep peacefully.

A pitch-black carriage marched in front of the three armies, driven by a young man with a handsome face.

Next to the car, Xi Xiao, who was holding a spear and a long weapon, sat high on a war horse, wearing silver armor and red armor reflecting the scorching sun in the sky, just like his cold and hard eyebrows, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

In the carriage, the girl's fingertips are like onions, and the curtain of the car is lightly closed, although she can't see her face clearly, but she can let the Xixiao army who swept through the Beiqiang old nest triumphantly escort her personally, which has made countless women in Yuzhou City jealous, and men are looking forward to it.

Standing at the forefront of the crowd, Li Zizhi looked at the half-transparent white jade fingertips in the pitch-black carriage, and the hand holding the wooden ball in his hand was loose and tight, tight and loose.

In any case, he had never thought that the woman was actually the younger sister of the army when Chaoxi Xiao.

But when you think about it, only such a prominent family can raise this fairy-like beauty.

"Xuan'er, you lead the army first." Xi Jiangyue's voice was soft, "Youmu Yi is here, you don't have to worry about your sister." ”

"That's not going to work!" Xixuan shook his head, "Sister, we haven't seen each other for seven years, and Xuan'er can't bear to be sister." ”

"As the commander of the three armed forces, how can you still act so childishly." Although Xi Jiangyue said this, the smile on her face was shallow and intoxicating.

Xixuan can't give up her sister, how can she give up her brother?

In this way, the original army only needed three days and nights to travel to wear the stars and the moon, but because Xi Xuan was worried that Xijiangyue was weak and could not withstand the day and night journey, he traveled for seven days before arriving at the Western Chu Imperial City.

"Thirty miles away from the imperial city, set up camp!" Xixuan gave an order.

"Yes!" The sound of the three armies answering in unison resounded through the heavens and the earth.

Xi Xuan took several personal guards and meritorious generals to escort Xi Jiangyue's carriage into the city.

In the city, there were already people dressed up and waiting for the triumphant return of the West Little to join the army, and there were countless women who fell in love with it, throwing handkerchiefs and sachets to the beautiful young man who was heroic on the horse.

Smelling the voices of people outside the car, Xi Jiangyue couldn't help but reach out and lift the curtain, looking at the noisy crowd and the majestic city tower.

When the people of the city saw half of their delicate faces in the carriage, there was a sudden silence around them, and then they boiled again like a frying pan.

Xixiao, who has always been clean and self-conscious, elegant in words and deeds, joined the army, and this time he led the troops to sweep the Beiqiang nest in just two months, and he actually ...... Brought a woman back!

Who is this woman?

Can Xi Xiao join the army to personally escort her?

Xi Jiangyue didn't care about the people's conjectures, just looked at the street in front of her, thinking that in the past, every late spring, her father and mother would take her and her younger brother to go outside the city to play in spring, and she still vaguely remembered that the wine made by her mother with mountain peach blossoms was the most mellow and delicious.

At that time, my father was also a free and easy talent who could dance with a sword and write books, not as cowardly as that.

Xi Jiangyue put down the curtain of the car and gently stroked the cold jade that touched the cold on her waist.

It's been seven years, and she's finally back.