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Yu Gongyang listened to Xiong Zhang's words, looked at Xiong Zhang's black face in front of him, and opened his mouth hesitantly: "It seems that it is better to look good......"

To be honest, it cost him his life, but he didn't dare to lie to Xiong Zhang.

When Xiong Zhang heard this, his face turned completely black. He lowered his head, stared at the black satin brocade box in front of him, and after a while, he brushed off his clothes and stood up: "Let's go, go to Nancheng." ”

Yu Gongyang got up and hurriedly stopped Xiong Zhang: "Oh, the prince is angry." Look at the sky! If you go out so late, the queen must have to think about it! ”

Xiong Zhangdu had already walked to the door and stopped, looking up at the sky.

It was almost dusk, and in two quarters it was time to hold the lights. The palace gate is closed, and when you go out at this time, you must leave your name, and the queen should be careful.

If he knew that he was going to see Bingwen so late, he would get her into trouble for no reason.

After thinking about it, Xiong Zhang stopped. Chang exhaled a breath of turbidity in his heart: "I'll go early tomorrow." ”

"No." Yu Gongyang followed behind Xiong Zhang and let out a long sigh of relief.

The paulownia outside the courtyard glowed with a warm yellow golden light in the dusk, and in the courtyard, Shi Yiguang sat opposite Anyang.

It's still Anyang's house, the table is cleaned up, and it's about to eat.

An Yang bent his legs, his hands propped on the table and looked at Shi Yiguang motionlessly, with a smile embedded in the corners of his mouth.

Shi Yiguang lowered his head, only playing with the Mo Evil Sword in his hand, slashing the corner of the table from time to time, or slashing the gauze curtain. But after a while, the room was full of Shi Yiguang's marks. Especially the gauze curtain of the Anyang cover bed, there is a lack of a mouth here and a piece there.

"This sword is really sharp!" Shi Yiguang's eyes were shining, staring at the Mo Evil Sword in his hand, he praised sincerely, raised his hand and gently scratched the window next to him.

A deep scratch immediately appeared on the window.

"The scabbard looks very ordinary, but I didn't expect it to be so sharp inside." Shi Yiguang said and looked at it again. What made her unbelievable was that the craftsmanship was more than a little worse than that of modern times, and the sharpness of the blade of this Mo Evil Sword was even sharper than that of modern iridium and osmium alloy blades.

A fetish deserves to be a fetish...... Shi Yiguang looked at the ancient dragon pattern on the Mo Evil Sword: "By the way, Anyang, you said that there is a real dragon on it, how can you get it out?" Do you want to recite a mantra? Shi Yiguang said, and ran to the white tiger skin next to Anyang and sat down.

She stared at the ornament on her head, and the jade bamboo knot on her neck was about to recite a spell, did she want to recite this Mo Evil Sword?

An Yang stretched out his hand to tuck the hair in her ear for her, and said softly: "No, after she recognizes you as the master, when she uses the sword, she will come out if you let her out." ”

"How do you get her out?" Shi Yiguang turned his head to look at An Yang and waved the long sword in his hand.

An Yang shook his head: "It's up to you at this time, I haven't used the Mo Evil Sword, and I don't know what her temperament is." ”

There's also a temperament...... Shi Yiguang sighed in his heart: "Then I can treat it better." By the way, is it male or female? ”

"She's the wife of a cadre." Anyang replied.

"Oh, that's the woman." Shi Yiguang suddenly, the woman is easy to say. Everyone is a woman, so they should get along better.

"But this Mo evil is also ...... Persistent? How can you jump the stove to make a sword? Shi Yiguang was a little puzzled and muttered.

An Yang glanced at her, then turned his head to look out of the darkening window, and replied: "Back then, the king ordered that if the cadre could not make a sword within the specified time, he would be killed. ”

As he spoke, he leaned down to get the fire fold, got up and lit the candle next to him.

"So Mo Ye died for the sake of the general." Shi Yiguang listened to An Yang's words, looked at the Mo Evil Sword in his hand and was a little stunned, and muttered: "You say, can the love between this husband and wife really reach the point of forgetting life and death?" ”

Shi Yiguang suddenly thought of her and Xiong Zhang in his heart. She thought, if Xiong Zhang encounters a catastrophe one day, will she die for her? She didn't know that if she could save him from death, a split second thought was really possible.

What about Xiong Zhang? Will Xiongzhang be? Shi Yiguang thought about this, his eyes were a little lonely. She didn't know.

"Naturally, there is." An Yang next to him looked at Shi Yiguang, who suddenly thought of something, lit the lamp and went back to the side, and opened his mouth to answer.

Shi Yiguang was pulled back to his thoughts by An Yang's words. Looking up at Anyang: "Really?" ”

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang and smiled, and nodded: "I just do." ”

"Really fake ......" Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang and questioned with disgust.

"I never go over you." An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang and replied softly. The green silk hung beside it, floating slightly with the wind blowing in from the window.

"Then what if Anyang falls in love with a disaster?" Shi Yiguang looked at Anyang, and the ghost envoy asked.

"Then take her out of trouble." An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang deeply, with a shallow smile on his face, and replied without thinking about it.

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang, stared at him in the eyes, as if he had fallen into a pool of deep sea, and muttered words that he couldn't even understand: "If she is a disaster, if her country is in trouble, the people who want her will die in the mountains." Would you want such a person? ”

An Yang's originally smiling face listened to Shi Yiguang's words and slowly became stunned.

In that dream, he had forgotten how many times he had been in trouble. He looked at the woman in front of him, and suddenly seemed to return to the dreams he had had day and night.

The woman in front of her, faded from her youth and scoundrel, was like a person in a dream, delicate and charming.

What calamity is worthy of the calamity of a dream? But even so, so what?

An Yang looked at Shi Yiguang. He stretched out his hand and gently shook Shi Yiguang's hand. With a soft and steady voice and a firm and affectionate smile on his face, he said: "When the water comes, I will wait for you in the water, and when the fire arrives, I will wait for you in the ashes." When trouble comes, I will wait for you in the next life. ”

Shi Yiguang looked at An Yang's appearance, was stunned, and then didn't know what to think, put down his sword on the table and suddenly threw himself into An Yang's arms.

An Yang was suddenly knocked backwards, and he could hold his body, so he looked down at Shi Yiguang in his arms in astonishment.

"Anyang-kun, you're so good!" Shi Yiguang hugged An Yang's waist, his voice was a little muffled, with unspeakable grievances.

An Yang gently stroked Shi Yiguang's head and listened to Shi Yiguang's muffled voice: "So, how about you enter my palace with me?" ”

An Yang's voice was soft, with a soothing power.

In an instant, the dullness in Shi Yiguang's heart dissipated, and the next moment he got up and jumped two steps away, glaring at Anyang rattle and shaking his head: "No, no, no, you can be my father." ”

Anyang Jun is willing to do it, she is still, a little bit ...... No, there are a lot of them, reluctantly.