Chapter 159

The strategy of the cold weapon era is not something that can be realized in modern times. The control of such scenes, manpower and material resources cannot be achieved in a day.

Therefore, although Murong Ryukyu's reputation is as good as the sun, but he has several Jin and several Liang, Ryukyu himself knows.

So, since there is nothing to do at the border, she will do what she is good at.

If we want to hold the sky for xuanyuanche, we don't have to fight at the border. If we guard the most dangerous time, then attack is the best defense.

This is her motto.

"Du Yi, give me..."

"Xiaosheng Yunzhao, a friend of Baodian Inn, admires this Wulin conference. He has come all the way from Xuesheng country. He doesn't want to be late. This area is full of people, not even a place to stay.

Alas, how can you squeeze me so much? Can you let my friend stay here? I will definitely keep quiet and not disturb my friends. "

Ryukyu's orders have not been said yet. Suddenly a clear voice came from outside the inn. It was a little helpless, a little complaining, and a lot of pleasing.

It sounds like a poor scholar. It's very literary and sour.

Hearing this, Ryukyu converged to his mouth and looked out of the window.

She's in room one, which is at the top of the inn. The whole street can be seen clearly.

At this time, outside the inn, a man dressed in light blue is standing at the back wall of the inn, bowing to her constantly, with a brilliant smile.

The eyebrows fly into the temples, without the beauty of xuanyuanche, nor the downfall of Dugu Ye. It's very bright and sunny. This man is a shining body, just like the sun.

Ryu moon to this man, eyes of a light slightly flash, fingers in the window lattice gently hit twice.

Du Yili looked down after him. Damn it, they didn't find out that he was coming.

"Let Xiaosheng live in. I don't want to sleep on the street." Full of sadness, Yunzhao looks at the extremely flattering smile of the moon.

Ryukyu see this slow smile, this person, interesting, since want to come in, then come.

The next one says, "yes." Light voice far out, still cold.