Chapter 23： The little girl is broken

"Later, would it be nice for you to come again?"

As soon as the words came out, Sang only listened to the sound of "Boom", the blood rushed to the forehead, and the whole head jumped suddenly and hurt.

It seems that there is only one way to prevent You Wuming from going crazy.

She knew how powerful You Wuming was.

The beast that was injured and pushed to the limit was the most terrifying thing to fight back.

If it is fought, it must be a fierce battle without losing the defense of the Great Wall.

Although Sang Yuan was very clear in her heart, she said this just to stabilize the lifeless, but after the words came out, her heartbeat became more intense.

Tension, anxiety intertwined in the heart, and the heart fell painfully.

She wanted to hear him say the word "good", lazily and casually.

Opposite the jade jade, there was a thundering roar of heavy hoofs and a roaring wind, but Sang far felt a silence.

She listened intently, her hands clasped together, not to tremble.

Until the jade jade broke, she did not hear the man's voice.

Will he not hear it? She thought, startled, and jumped down the car curtain.

It happened that the first row of iron riders appeared on the hill behind him.

Under the moonlight, the dark iron armor shone coldly.

Except for the one who is present.

Although the distance is far, it can be seen that the prince on the opposite side is only wearing a large white robe, his hair is not dry, and it is floating in the wind casually.

He was holding a knife with one hand, arrogant gesture.

This man is so special that even if he can't see his face clearly, he can never admit his mistake.

Tieqi pressed heavily on the top of the mountain, and the terrible oppression caused the hair to stand upright, and the breath felt cold.

With the dive, the short-lived running speed will definitely be faster...

Sang far seems to have seen that the **** knife with blue light will cut into countless flesh and blood and cut the bones of the Sang people.

Ling Gu anxiously embraced Sang Yuan: "Daughter Wang, you have to retreat one by one, this place is too dangerous!"

Sang Chengyin and Sang Shizi are already frowning and fighting, and they are on the verge of fighting.

At this moment, the leading cloud beast on the hill suddenly raised its front hooves, and turned a half circle on the spot, and took the man down.

The white figure was holding the reins with one hand and condensed into a brief silhouette under the moonlight.

Although far away, Sang Yuan knew that he had never looked back.

He has bathed. If Linggu did not rescue her, he should be fighting with him on the bed at the moment.

She exhaled gently, shook her head, and expelled the hot pictures from her mind.

"Huh?" Sang Shizi wrinkled his pair of eyebrows almost identical to Sang Yuan's, and said in amazement, "You madman has never beaten back in his life. What did the little girl say to him, could shock him?" people?!"

Sang far blushed and said calmly: "Analyze the pros and cons."

She couldn't mention that matter.

Will he want to marry her? Only then he should have heard it, but he did not agree.

This is the border between Sang and Youzhou.

Since this battle cannot be fought, there is no need to stay longer.

The Sangzhou King and his party did not travel south to Sangdu, but went all the way to the east. Because the emperor had sent a messenger to lead, the king of Sangzhou went to heaven to ask for sin.

To rush to Tiandu from Sangzhou, you need to cross Jiangzhou, which borders on the east. Arriving at the junction of the two states, Sangzhou Wangling's army returned, he brought a pair of children, and a hundred personal guards, and entered the Jiangzhou boundary with the messenger.

Sang Chengming escaped, and on the site of Hanzhou, Sang's could not search with great fanfare, and he could only ask Han Shaoling to handle this matter.

Both Sangzhou King and Sang Shizi had great hearts, and they did not take this matter seriously. They scolded Sang Chengming and Han Shaoling a few times.

Sang listened to the words from far away, and felt that the father and son would rather hope that Sang Chengming could escape from Han Shaoling's hands, and would fall back to the hands of Sangzhou King in his own disposal.

The father and son did not hurry to get close to Sang, but instead carefully approached her from time to time to brush her face.

Sang Yuan also gradually calmed down his mind.

Just let it happen.

Facing these overflowing eyes of family, how could she have the patience to let them know that although her loved ones were close, they were separated by nature.

Two days later, King Sangzhou and his party entered Jiangdu.

Sang Shizi's face was a little ugly. He said that his leg hurts and he couldn't ride the cloud beast. Then he slid into Sang Yuan's car.

When I got in the car, I didn't talk much.

Sang saw him embarrassed when he sat on the side, he gathered up and asked softly, "Brother, what's wrong?"

Sang Shizi said: "You are separated from Han Shaoling this time, then Jiang Jin really has to put his face on him again. My brother is worried that you have a thin skin, so it's not good to scold him! Bah, that stuff, is he worthy of saying half a word with you!"

Jiang Jinzhen.

The King of Jiangzhou.

An upright guy, particularly lascivious, never stops wherever he goes. In the book, he fell in love with dreams at first sight, making her want to cry without tears.

Can also be regarded as an emotional catalyst between Han Shaoling and Dream Worry.

Sang knew very well that Sang Shizi was here to make her the **** of peach blossoms.

She smiled: "Brother is not too bad. Jiang is an emperor and mother after all, and he has to save a little face."

Today's King Jiangzhou is the brother of Jiang Yanji, the emperor of heaven. Jiang Shizhen, Jiang Jinzhen, is also the nephew of the emperor, and Jiang Jinyuan is a cousin. It's just that Jiang Jinyuan is the heirloom, Jiang Jin is really a branch.

Sang Shizi didn't take it seriously: "Reassure. If he is not upset, I will let him go."

Very perfunctory.

Sang could only shake his head bitterly.

Jiang Jin really dared not be too rude to her. After all, she is a sang maiden, and she is not a kind of folk little white flower that has no backers like Mengwuyou.

Jiang Jinzhen, at most, just rubbed in front of him to say something more.

Originally this line didn't need to stay in Jiangdu, but since the messenger brought people here, it must be Jiangzhou's brains and his wrists. He wanted to start booking as soon as possible and stay away from Sang.

Cars and horses entered Jiang Palace.

As soon as she landed, she felt a few unabashed gazes fixed on herself.

Sang Shizi took a step forward and blocked his sight.

King Jiangzhou was a sickly thin old man. Shi Jinjiang and his younger brother followed him. The brothers and their father were all like thin bamboo poles.

After the royal family meets, the three of the Sang family were invited to the palace banquet.

It should have been Sang Shizi and Jiang Shizi sitting opposite each other, but the dude actually pulled his younger brother to the right position, and suddenly changed himself to Sang far away, a pair of eyes staring at her directly, not blinking blink.

Sang Shizi took a few shots in exasperation, and the cheeky Jiang Jin really didn't know.

Sang far doesn't care at all. People who have been celebrities, the most uneasy is the attention of others.

Love to see chanting, all flow.

"Sang Wang Nu..." Jiang Jinzhen raised his glass again, "Respect you! Did Wang Wang dump the Hanzhou King on the Wraith Battlefield? It's really a shameless woman! I have never dared to go to Jiangzhou Madam on the battlefield, I am really looking forward to it! Come and drink three cups with me!"

Sang smiled modestly from the far away: "Fortunately, I have been protected by the King of Youzhou. I have never suffered. Jiang Shizi can respect the King of Youzhou with me."

As soon as this remark came out, the whole hall suddenly entered a forbidden border. The hot atmosphere seemed to be splashed with a whole basin of ice water, and all the greasy condensed, floating in silence in extreme embarrassment.

Until the Sang family left Jiang Palace, Jiangzhou Wang and Jiang Jin didn't get over their faces.

Sang's party continued eastbound.

"The little girl is broken, so you frighten you with fate, but attack the poison with poison." Sang Shizi rode the cloud beast and walked beside Sang Yuan's compartment.

Sang gently supported his cheek, smiling mysteriously.

Although Jiangzhou is located in the center of the cloud, the climate is not very good. Along the way, the carts and horses were covered with yellow sand.

After a few days, a whole piece of agate white appeared in the field of vision.

Every day, it's here.

Sang Shizi smiled and said, "I always depended on me when I was a kid, asking me to secretly take you to the sky to see. I originally thought that I would walk away from my father and mother when you and I were there. From where I learned to be dignified, I complained about my nonsense."

Sang listened to him with great interest.

Sang Shizi said: "After this illness, I actually replied with some lively appearance! Father, do you think so?"

Sangzhou Wang Zheng was worried and could not speak. When he saw this step, he immediately climbed over: "Yes, I said that I should not let Xiao Sanguo marry, and I should not let Xiao Sanguo marry. What a lovely little mulberry when I saw Han Shaoling, then..."

He consciously lost his word, and a big mouth fanned on the cheek gang.

Sang looked at them with a smile.

She understands their mood—because of her ‘Amnesia’, they are afraid that her heart will be stagnation, so they deliberately say that she is like a child so that she can relax more easily.

That's good, she doesn't have to act anymore.

Entering the heavenly city, the messenger led the Sangs and his entourage into the post. All the people, cars, and beasts were cleaned, put on the luxurious white robe to see the emperor, and took the cloud beast car sent from the palace. Drive towards the imperial palace.

The whole sky is made of white agate-like stone.

It is extremely prosperous here, and only the best specialties of each state are eligible to appear in the market of Tiandu.

After a long walk, the team arrived at the palace gate when the sun went west.

Above the gate of the palace, which is more than ten feet high, is embedded with gold letters on a blue background-

Jingtian Temple.

The afterglow of the sunset dyed the white agate into a pale red, and Sang could not help thinking of the description in the book.

You Wuming, dressed in white, walked slowly into the burning sky, and the light of blood and fire stained his face, reminiscent of the legendary evil ghost Shura-how beautiful the face is, how evil the heart is.

He is really not a good person.

Sang drove his thoughts out of his mind, followed behind the King of Sangzhou, looked straight, and stepped into the imperial city symbolizing the supreme power.

The huge building itself can give people extremely strong oppression, and immersed in the glory of power for thousands of years, the city seems to have been given life, looking down on humans like ants from top to bottom, so that it is The people in the middle of it felt difficult to breathe, and every step of it had to resist endless pressure.

Had to be in awe.

The waiter arranged the three Sangs in the outer hall.

Tomorrow, I will bathe and burn incense and meet the emperor.

The old waiter with a smile on his face bowed and said, "This palace usually houses only the guests of the emperor's family. The king of Sangzhou and the emperor really love you very much."

Sangzhou Wang nodded politely and sent away the old attendant beside the emperor.

He instructed a pair of children: "Resume well, rest up and see your spirit tomorrow."

Then they split their heads into the monasteries.

Sang walked far into the snow-white side hall, and the waiter withdrew silently behind him, pulling the huge carved door up and down and dipping for her.

She sat on the jade couch.

Heaven is a treasure land of feng shui, rich in spirit, far from unusually comparable.

She must hurry up to practice.

Along the way, she absorbed a lot of spiritual essence intermittently, vaguely, feeling that the grass green wood spirit in her body began to dye a deeper color.

It shouldn't be too far from the promotion.

She crossed her knees, and soon became immersed in her mind, about to settle in.

At this moment, there was suddenly a lukewarm wind on his neck!

Sang was far from excited, and opened his eyes.

It was quiet all around and there was nothing.

The palace has no windows, and the doors of the hall are tightly closed.

The white candlestick flickered, obviously there was no wind.

The strange sixth sense made her creepy, hanging her heart, turning her head very slowly and very slowly--