After yesterday's battle, the morale of the Xiliang army dropped to freezing.

It was the great defeat and loss, and the loss was extremely ugly, the courage was not reasonable, and the courage of the army was cold.

The lion king black bone admitted defeat, on the spot, and personally admitted defeat!

One word, that is, served.

In fact, it is very simple to admit defeat to the black bones, and the black bones have already knelt on one knee at that time, which can be understood as respect.

Respect is not acceptance, if the black bone does not admit defeat, he will really be beaten to the ground until he falls to the ground, and the black bone will definitely not be able to bear that kind of humiliation.

So, the black bones didn't come today.

The lion king has no face, but there is also the tiger king, the lynx king, and the high-minded and beautiful Wu Chuchu, the little county lord.

There is also Ma Wang Wangjun.

The sun is on three poles, and the two armies are in front of the formation.

Just in the east of the city, in the place where the lion king Wu Gu was defeated yesterday, the little county lord of Wu Chuchu rode on a horse alone, looking at all directions.

Subsequently, eight generals.

It is for the command of Unu Uha, all of whom have the courage of ten thousand people!

Yan Duo, Guren, Han Dang, Cirang, Budawa, Ramadan, Drosothot, Zatari Ni!

It will be a fierce general, the horse is a BMW, and I won't elaborate -

Because there is only one protagonist today, that is, Wu Chuchu, who everyone loves to see flowers and flowers, the little county lord: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine-let the wind blow! Tight and not relaxed-" The little county lord began to sing again, singing bravely, loudly, and singing to his monk brother: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine--the leaves fall and the tree dies! Tighten and do not relax-" Sing to everyone in the world: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine--The wind and rain come to fight! Wrap tightly and do not relax-"

Why didn't you sing yesterday? That's gone without Zen.

The little county lord of Wuchuchu was so sad that even her second brother couldn't care about it when she was beaten and vomited blood and knelt on the ground: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine - the tree is dead and the vine is withered! Tight and not relaxed-" Tightened, can't relax! This is a good opportunity, the monk brother came again, carrying a big bamboo stick, his eyes were looking at it affectionately: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine - the landslide is also broken! Tight and not relaxed-" Entangled, entangled, wrapped bamboo and wood, love braid hair immortal vine: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine - the sea is rotten and the stone is rotten!

Sing, sing, the great, more sacred, power of love gives Wu Chuchu boundless courage: "Brother is—"

Listen! Listen! Everyone who is present and those who are not there must prick up their ears and listen carefully: "A-"

In the face of the greater, more sacred love, everyone was moved: "Tree!"

Everyone, who was present and who was not there, was very helpless: "My sister is-"

"Ahem!"

A god general, riding a yellow horse, with a black face, holding a bird gun: "Little sister, don't you do this-"

"A vine-" The poor little county lord was still singing in love, and he didn't know that death was coming: "A hundred years into the earth!

This is called saluting first and then soldiering, the two women are both the main generals, of course, our peony god will be more domineering and pompous: "He-"

"Who are you?"

I don't understand, I don't understand words.

Troublesome trouble, really troublesome! Fortunately, this is a peony, ignoring all obstacles, and then pointing to Wuzen: "Yes!"

Wu Chuchu looked over, and the monk's brother looked over: "Hahahaha!"

Peony pointed to herself, her chest raised high: "Mine!"

"Boom!"

Wu Chuchu still couldn't understand, but Wu Chuchu finally knew: "Monk - brother!"

There was a thunderous explosion, the horsewhip fell to the ground, and the little county lord of Wuchuchu instantly burst into tears: "Ah――――――――――hhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

It was crying on the spot, holding his head and screaming loudly, as if the end of the world had come: "Woo――――――――――"

"Hey!" Of course, she is not as good as Peony, no matter from which point of view, even screaming: "Poor and pitiful, it's just that, little sister, I think you are young and ignorant-"

Peony didn't know, Wu Chuchu's little sister was already twenty-eight years old: "Father-father-" Twenty-eight years of waiting, looking forward to a county horse monk, hateful to give her a head start, how can she not teach people to cry and break the liver and intestines: "Queen Mother-Queen Mother-" Why is he willing to stay alone in the boudoir, that is the yearning for love, but why is it annoying to start late, and he misses the good monk: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine-life and death are unswerving! Tight and unrelaxed-" The situation at the scene of the incident was that the little county lord of Wuchuchu was seriously stimulated, and as a result, he went crazy: "Brother is a tree! Sister is a vine-"

"Hey, hey!" Peony suddenly felt a little unbearable in her heart, and completely felt that she was bullying people: "Don't cry! Listen to me!" Peony was helpless, Peony put down the gun, and it was difficult to start in the face of such a weak and pitiful opponent, not to mention the Peony girl with a knife mouth and tofu heart: "I said little sister, it's hard to find a two-legged toad in this world, and a two-legged man has it, okay, okay! Don't cry, don't cry!" Don't forget, Peony's other identity:" My family has no Zen, you don't think about it, you see that the trail over there is not, that young general-"The god will be the matchmaker, it is for the god medium, and Daoist Fang is the first object introduced to Wu Chuchu by the eldest sister of Peony: "Look at him, he looks good, his family is rich, he is a good match for you, and he is the same age, tsk, a match made in heaven! A match made in heaven! I can tell you, his father is also an official, and he is still a big official, what kind of marquis is coming-"

"Life and life-" But Wu Chuchu couldn't understand: "Tighten and don't relax!"

Translation!

An interpreter to communicate with both parties.

The result of the communication is that the two generals in front of the battle turned enemies into friends, and the sisters were commensurate, and they both dismounted and talked happily.

Again, Shenma situation?

Sister, you are so beautiful! Sister, you are also a beauty!

I'm a sister, you're a sister!

Ouch! Your braids are so good, you are really ingenious, whoever marries you as a daughter-in-law, that is a blessing from the previous life!

Oh yes! My sister is really fragrant, and she looks like a fairy with a fragrance of flowers, no wonder the monk brother fell in love with you, right sister, your surname.

Peony, Sister Peony, please be worshiped by my little sister!

Chu Chu, Sister Chu Chu, how can you be so polite!

Winning people's love, not Chu Chu, what Sister Peony said is that men in the world have-

The beauty of adults is the peony, by the way, the little sister, the Fang Yin I just said-

Hush!

It's a good fight, worthy of the main generals of both sides, one is familiar, and the other is crazy, and then the two armies are on the battlefield in front of the formation-

You come and go, big talk!

The busiest thing is the translation, the translation tongue is like a lotus, and the sweat is like a waterfall.

Everyone lost their voices, and they were relatively gloomy.

Everyone is a prop, and all the horses are ornaments, including the horse king Wangjun: "Moo-"

It's not that the horse is abnormal, but the person is abnormal, but so that the sincerity and sincerity, the wind and the cow and the horse can also be related, Wangjun knows that his little master has finally met her true destiny this time: "Ah?

The heart of Wu Chuchu is the clouds in the sky.

The clouds are in the sky, unreachable, and the only thing that can really touch her tenderness is the wind.

With Asuka birds.

Chu Wu Chu Wu, isn't it a crow?

Awu Awu, do you want to recite poetry?

The fact is that it's not love, the fact is that it is a thousand years to wait, and the fact is that the little county lord of Wuchuchu can't look down on the Taoist priest at all: "He!"

But it is, and I fell in love again: "Uh-huh~"

Ahh