Chapter 912

"Shen Yichao --"

"shut up!"

Shen Yichao dragged her long hair to the window, pressed her head, and forced her to look southwest.

He said quickly: "in addition to ambush explosives, I also sent 20000 elite raids on Laojunshan. Now you have lost Luoyang City and Laojunshan mountain. You have lost! Xiao daoyan even died in the ruins I told him that you were his disaster star, but he didn't listen! Look, he was killed by you

Nanbaoyi is holding on to the windowsill.

The nail is broken and the flesh is blurred.

But the pain on her cheek really impressed her.

She was disgusted by her humble origin.

Even if she later proved her ability, even if she later made Nanjia an aristocratic family by her own efforts, she was still looked down upon by him.

However, what qualification does he have to look down on her?

What capital does he have besides his family background?!

Tears welled up in my eyes and rolled down my cheeks on the windowsill.

Black eyes, but no fear.

She was hoarse and said, "a hero like my second brother will never die in your hands. Shen Yichao, you once said that patience is the most important thing in chess. No one knows who the winner is until the last minute Now it's not the last moment. Do you believe it? "

Shen Yichao sneered: "without Luoyang City and Laojunshan mountain, we have lost three generals. The rest of the army has no leader, but is just a mob. Sooner or later, it will be destroyed by the governor of Yin."

He reached Nanbao's ear in a gentle tone: "because of your infatuation with Xiao daoyan, I would like to send you down to the netherworld and be a companion with him. Nanbaoyi, choose a way to die? "

Nanbaoyi adjusts her breathing.

His eyes fell at the bottom of the tower.

She squinted Danfeng's eyes and suddenly attacked Shen Yichao's chest with her elbow!

Shen Yi Chao was forced to release her shackles and cover her chest for two steps.

Nanbaoyi seized this rare opportunity to jump up with the windowsill and jump out of the sentry tower with a height of 20 Zhang!

Pomegranate round collar robe hunting flying.

The wind howled in my ears.

Nan Baoyi couldn't bear to close his eyes and yelled: "boss Han!"

Under the tower.

A girl in a black dress stands in the wind.

The girl has narrow sleeves and narrow waist. She is tall and slender. She has a pair of swords on her waist.

Her hair is sharp and graceful, and her hair is long and sharp.

She's a soldier.

With a smile, she bent her lips and went up to the waist of Nanbao clothes.

She put nanbaoyi firmly on the ground: "did he bully you?"

Nan Baoyi shook his head: "don't mind me! Shen Yichao betrayed the imperial court and the Shen family. We must catch him! "

The cold smoke raised his head.

Four eyes are opposite.

Xiao Lang Jun of the Shen family is a man with white clothes and a broad coat. He has a drunken red cheek and long broken hair falling from his forehead. He looks so charming and strange.

The cold smoke kept her eyes fixed, and whispered to Nan Baoyi: "Yan Sui's carriage will stop in the East woods, go to find her, and she will take you to a safe place."

Nan Baoyi hesitated.

She's gone. Can boss Han handle Shen Yichao alone?

Although Shen Yichao has never learned Kung Fu, he is full of tricks. In case he uses a negative move against boss Han

Looking back at the cold smoke, the apricot eyes with a little smile: "we are friends, friends should trust each other, right?"

Nan Baoyi bit his teeth.

Not daring to delay, she nodded and ran to the East woods.

Cold smoke cold watching that wipe pomegranate red figure disappeared in the woods, pretty face look gradually changed dignified and cold.

She reached out her hand and slowly grasped the double swords hanging around her waist.

The palms of the hands exert a little force, and a thin layer of sweat emerges.

She raised her eyes to the man high up.

His tender words, the flogging he gave her when he got married, the bright red fingerprints on nanjiaojiao's cheek, the collapse of mountains in the southwest, and the death of thousands of innocent soldiers

The life and death of the master is unknown

the old fellow's iron clinging persistently and stupidly......

The girl who has always been cold and thin as water has never been so angry.

She tilted her head and suddenly gave him a provocative smile.

The next moment, the double sabres will come out of the scabbard!

"Shen Yi Chao --"

The girl was angry, and her figure was like a feather arrow from the string. She suddenly rose from the ground and attacked the sentry Tower!

Where she passed by, the two swords wielded a terrifying edge.

Her figure pauses at the window, her hair bands and train fluttering.It's still four eyes.

The past is interwoven with reality.

There should be no intersection between the two people produced a fetter, because of the fetters and produced more blood and tears, some people because of loss and determined to cut off the relationship, some people because of the pursuit and can not fall into madness, regardless of betrayal to get what they want.

A smile appeared on Shen Yi's face.

He even gently stretched out his hand out of the window, hoping to caress the beauty's cheek lovingly: "smoke..."

Cold smoke cold eyes such as cold stars, enunciation such as LAN: "Shen Yi Chao, go to death."

She said, quickly fell, and landed firmly on the ground.

After a moment of silence, the tower suddenly made a slight sound.

Tiny cracks appeared on the skeleton of the tower.

The crack spread upward, showing the traces of cutting and chiseling. The sawdust and dust were shaken off one after another, and the twenty foot high Pavilion shook violently!

The cold smoke cools the knife into the scabbard.

She turned and walked coldly to the East woods, listening to the collapse of a tall building behind her, but never looked back.

Sawdust and dust obscured the view.

When the dust gradually dispersed, some people stepped out of the ruins.

The man's white clothes were stained with dirt.

I don't know where the hairpin was lost. The knee length hair danced with the wind, like a shackle drawn by a God for him.

With his hands in his wide sleeves, a group of Shen family dead men knelt behind him.

That night, Xiao daoyan wanted to kill him.

Brother a was afraid of something wrong with him, so he quietly gave him his dead man.

Thanks to this group of top dead men, even if he fell from a collapsed building, he was not afraid to die of injury.

He stares at the cool graceful and tall figure of the cold smoke, and his eyes are full of love. He says in a soft voice, "catch her."

Twenty dead men cooperated with each other, like a black net weaved by hunters, and instantly attacked the unguarded birds.

The cold smoke stops.

She listened to the wind behind her and twisted her eyebrows.

When the double swords came out of the scabbard, she turned to block it. However, there were countless thin and tough cold iron chains with sharp and sharp hooks, which were reaching her from all directions at the same time!

The hook penetrated her Pipa bone, her knees and arms.

All Kung Fu is blocked.

The sharp pain made her bow up and scream. The two knives fell to the ground powerlessly. In a moment, she was sweating, and her eyes were black.

The tide of Shen Yi came slowly.

"Smoke..."

He is gentle and affectionate.

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