The bright sun penetrated, a delicate lotus arm stretched out from the quilt, the naked jade body sat up on the bed, looked at the face of the handsome man next to him, and whispered, Your good, Yiren remembers it in my heart.

But this time, it's because of love.

Then he gently climbed out of bed, a light white gauze was draped over his body, and the pink jade belt was wrapped around his abdomen, and he opened the door and walked out gently.

Butler, are you ready?

Why should Miss be like this, how to stay with Dou Bus when she goes back.

How to explain, don't they really know?

There is no pay, where comes the return. The Yiren spoke.

Let's go!" he said as he walked towards a luxurious carriage drawn by two horses outside the fenced courtyard.

Good day, beautiful scenery, elegance, snow moon, I have seen Miss, Lianbu gently helped Yiren to get into the carriage.

The carriage drove slowly, and in the blink of an eye it vanished.

In the house in the small courtyard of the fence, the mother opened her eyes. Lifting the quilt, the bronzed strong chest leaked out, and a few bright red dots on the white sheets on the bed buried by the quilt, and were speechless for a long time.

Picked up his clothes and coat and draped them on his body haphazardly, wanting to pursue, but he hesitated a little. Walk around the room.

The mouth is not only talking to himself, Yiren, is it love? or needs to be paid in return. Killing a person can promise you, but destroying a country is so easy. sighed slightly, sat on the bed again, and fell into obsession.

In the carriage, Xue Yue was talking about Miss, no need to look back, men don't have a good thing.

Miss, do you really want to go back with him if he really comes?

Yiren sighed, but said, "You don't understand, if he comes, Yiren looks down on him",

Fenghua continued, "How does Miss feel, tell us."

The road is long, but it is beautiful, and a lonely carriage, like a snail, moves slowly forward. The chatter between a few maids and young ladies, the sweet voices of laughter and the lonely journey, the sad faces of the Dou Yi people, the pain of parting relatives, and the separation from their loved ones just resolved some of the sorrow.

The sound of chaotic horses' hooves and whining cries rose and fell in the empty wilderness, and the butler in front of the carriage immediately threw up his long whip, and the two horses galloped like lightning, but it was in vain, several sharp arrows were like shooting stars, and the horse's neck and stomach were covered with blood.

The steward hurriedly tightened the reins, and the horse slowly stopped, and then slowly fell to the ground, tears streaming from his eyes.

Yiren and the four maidservants walked out of the carriage, looking at the mountains from far and near, galloping horses, glittering full moon scimitars on the horses, sturdy bodies, and beards, definitely not a single tribe of horse bandits and wild food.

In an instant, they came to the carriage, circled around the horses, brandished round knives, hundreds, thousands. Slowly stopped, the crowd of people separated to both sides, one neck wrapped in fox skin, between the waist with satin, a jeweled scabbard is even more conspicuous, but a pair of brave and resolute faces, with cold-blooded and ruthless eyes, on the forehead can not hide the long hair almost split the head into two scars, exuding the breath of a wild wolf, even the Guyue people on their side are quiet, every time they pass by, the people there hurriedly put one hand on their chests and say, "Meet General Usumira."

The young general was like a block of ice, and he came to Dou Yiren indifferently. Finally, he said in his mouth, "Bundled."

Several Guyue people stepped forward and took out ropes from their horses and jumped off their horses to walk towards the Yiren, but as soon as they came to the front, bright red blood droplets had already appeared on their necks, and their bodies fell to the ground.

I saw that the butler Zhige came to the front of the Yiren, and a hoarse voice sounded, Guyue people, don't you know that this is the territory of the Hidden Sword Villa?

The Dou family's Zhige butler, hehe, the old ministers of the Yari Kingdom have discussed with our Khan, and the most beautiful woman of the Ten Dynasties, Miss Dou Yiren, and half of the rivers and mountains have been given to us by the Khan, let our Khan help them recover their rivers and mountains, how about the Queen of Yiren, do you want to resist?

Yiren knew, it was to avoid disaster, but Yiren still didn't follow his father's guidance, and wanted to find a way out, hehe, I didn't expect that in front of and behind Yiren, on the left and right, it was all a fire pit!

General Usumira, if the Dou Yi people don't come out, the Yi people want to know, do you dare to go to the Yi people? You are so powerful!

Miss Dou Yiren laughed, how could there be so many ifs, Ussumira only knew how to complete the things that the Khan explained at the lowest cost, and was not as innocent and cute as Miss Yiren. I don't know if Miss Ito is not satisfied with Uzumira's answer. Get on the road, don't give birth to what's wrong. What's going on, Miss Ito?

A white horse galloped in from afar, and the Dou Yi people and the soldiers of the Guyue clan looked at the figure getting closer and closer.

General Usummira said to the soldiers around him, "Withdraw, leave nine squads behind," and in the blink of an eye, he pulled the Iraqi people on his horses and galloped away, disappearing.

I saw that the mother of the horse stepped on the horse's back, like a meteor rushing to this side like a meteor rushing to this side, twice as fast as the horse, but a rain of arrows, dense.

The mother of the rain could only stop, pulled out the sword, and danced impenetrable, but it delayed the journey of hundreds of horses running forward, and the rain of arrows never stopped, but the rain of drifting rain was indeed superb, and it still pursued the back of the team.

I saw dozens or hundreds of Guyue soldiers, that is, a small team turned over and ushered in the snow, but when I saw the sword of the rain and the people, in the crowd, it was like a saucer dance, a little red blood was like a red rose, every time the sword was released, a living life would be harvested, and in the blink of an eye, there was only one person left.

Riding his white horse and chasing into the distance, after a while, I saw a border town appear in front of me, but Piaoxue looked at the scene in front of him and did not pursue, just sat on the horse and watched, the corpses of the toiling people who guarded the border pass daggers of the Ten Dynasty soldiers, the broken city walls, the houses, the naked women who had been tortured, and the raging fire had not been extinguished.

Not only did he shed a few crystal teardrops, but he was still saying in his mouth, Guyue Clan, my mother Piaoyu will not kill you for ten years, and I don't understand the depression in Piaoyu's heart.

But how could the mother Piaoyu know, in the Tibetan Sword Villa, there is an old man with snow-white hair, a linen robe, and cloudy eyes is talking to a few middle-aged people, "Some things have not been experienced, how can they understand, just like a dynasty, how can it be reborn after it is not broken, "love, hate, hatred, and hatred swordsmanship", eighteen years old Piaoyu has been, and he has not experienced love and hatred, how can he know how to learn." "Wind and rain, thunder and lightning swordsmanship", how could he work hard to learn.

A middle-aged man on the side said, "After all, the owner of the village is a woman in the rain, do you think you should help him rescue him!"

There are so many things for the mother, or your father and son have a deep relationship, but the owner, is the first love? It's okay to be bitter at all, he will learn in the future, don't let go so easily. Isn't that the case, but if you don't learn it, you can only rely on yourself, but the Zhige family, we still have to think about how to inform it, they are the right-hand men of our Tibetan Sword Villa, don't have a knot. If you don't let me, my mother is too cold to go, and I want to meet her father, the owner of the village, do you think it's okay?