Chapter 1671

Qian Duoduo was relieved to hang his neck, and his little hand was still directing: "the toe hurts - ouch, it's not the sole of the foot, dragon 14, where do you feel? It's itching to death!"

Long Yutian looks at a kind of sweet little happiness flowing between them. In his mind, he can't help but emerge Rong er's bumpy little figure.

The corner of his lips, can't suppress of raise a touch of light smile, but was quickly hidden.

"Cough - you continue to be disgusting here. I don't have time to fool around with this unfortunate woman." Long Yutian got up and tidied up his robe. He yelled at the door: "lucky son, send some generals to the imperial study to wait. I want to fight in person!"

Said, he raised his foot, ready to leave the bedroom, but in the moment of turning around, was pulled back by a small hand.

"Ah San!" There was a rare soft voice in his ear.

Long Yutian looked down, Qian Duoduo was turning out two small black balls from his pocket and handed them to him.

"Ah San, these are the only two small explosives I have left. Although you are good at martial arts, you are in the battlefield after all. Pan Yu is very cunning. It's easy to hide his guns and it's hard to defend his back. So the only two small bombs are for your self-defense when you are in the most critical situation."

Qian Duoduo put away her glib and cynicism and became serious and gentle.

She is holding long Yutian's hand tightly, even if there is not too much blessing or praise, but this most insipid, but the most sincere move, or long Yutian's heart is warm.

Long Yutian's eyes, flashing complex dark light, but he was hiding very deep.

He reached out and flicked Qian Duoduo's forehead. His natural action was more like a brother doting on his sister.

"Well, I'm going to kill the enemy in the battlefield, but I'm not in a hurry to die. Why do you look like mourning? What's more, although my martial arts can't be compared with Uncle 14, I'm also one of the best in the whole mainland. In the barren land of Panyu, let alone sending assassins to assassinate me, even if I'm close to him, I can send him to see the king of hell with only one finger! "

Qian Duoduo glanced at his boastful manner, with white eyes and a groan: "the upper beam is not right, and the lower beam is crooked. One face is thicker than another!"

This words a, three men all one face fog water!?

Long Muchen: is Shangliang not right? What about the king?

Long Yutian: is xialiang crooked? I think so - his eyes are on Qian Duoduo's belly.

As for the third man, little potato: Niang, it's not your son's thick face, but the fat on your stomach!

Long Yutian took the explosives, put them in the bag around his waist and collected them. Then he raised his feet to go to the imperial study.

Just opened the door, suddenly, a small figure rushed in, hit his body.

Long Yutian quickly reached out to protect her figure and took it to her arms, so as not to hurt her: "rong'er, if you run so fast, what should you do if you fall? Tell your father, what's the matter? "

Xiao rong'er grabs long Yutian's hand and waves excitedly: "father, I heard that you want to fight in the frontier?"

As soon as she woke up, she heard that duo'er and shi'er had entered the palace, so she ran over.

Who knows, when passing by the imperial study, he watched Fu Zi take general Gao into the palace and said that the emperor would fight in person this time.

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