Chapter 2855： Tired of the tired generals (119)

Chapter 2855: Beautiful Tired Little General of The Tired General (119)

Yuanzhang didn't make any noise, just looked at him with a mocking expression.

It's like stimulating Lu Xinglan to take you to kill him.

Lu Xinglan's sword did not go down for a point. The **** the back touched his armour with his fingertips.

She had a soft voice, running through his ears like water, "Master, kill me."

The words were extremely calm.

It was as if life and death were just picking a flower and bursting it.

Lu Xinglan stared at Yuan Zhen coldly for a long time.

The girl behind him quietly hugs his waist with his fingers.

She was lazy. "He is good to me. Don't kill him. It's my fault."

Lu Xinglan's dark eyes narrowed, he said coldly, "Is it good to you?"

Bai Weiwei's eyes were half-upright, without answer, it seemed hesitant.

Both men suddenly stiffened.

Seems to be waiting for trial.

The girl just rested quietly on the back of the landing star, full of flowers.

Finally, her voice sounded abnormally, as if sighing, "You loose him, kill him, your upper-level name is unspeakable, and you need him to write an abdication letter for you."

Although everyone knows that Lu Xinglan rebelled.

The people also looked forward to hope that the royal family would fall.

Let Lu Xinglan take over.

However, if there is a set of abdication procedures, at least in the future, if Lu Xinglan made a decision, he made a wrong decision.

Not to be blamed for the crime of rebellion.

Especially in southern countries.

What is more needed is such a set of hypocritical and just procedures.

The girl was gentle and thoughtful.

"He can't die, and you can't take me out like this. Your propaganda against the royal family is used to show the world that you have a rebellious reason, not for me."

Lu Xinglan's dark-colored eyes appeared a bit ruthless, and his cold voice finally heated up, "I am for you."

In this country, he used it as a stepping stone.

And behind the feet, just to reach her.

Bai Weiwei was silent for a while, but suddenly loosened his waist, and then stepped back a few steps, then gently turned sideways, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, stomped his feet, and stretched out his hands to wipe blood and rain from his face.

Lu Xinglan froze.

But did not escape.

The girl's handkerchief smelled really good, all smelling of flowers.

She loves flowers.

He knows.

Lu Xinglan's fingers shook, and Long Sword hesitated to cut Yuan Zhen's neck.

He doesn't care about fame.

I don't care about being scolded, it's only for a woman that makes the world mess, rebels and seizes the position.

The tail of Lu Xinglan's eyes was red, and the bloodshot in his eyes was more obvious.

He even felt aggrieved, although trying to suppress this cowardly mood.

But when she saw that she gently wiped his face, the kind of grievance couldn't stop.

"Yuanzhang is not a good cub, why do you like him?"

Bai Weiwei's expression was gentle, and after wiping his face carefully, she bent over again, and her fingers fell lightly on the back of his hand.

His fingers were tense because he was too hesitant.

It was too hard.

On the back of the hand is the long-slaying sword.

The girl seemed to see nothing. The blood on the sword was the same as the blood that could not be washed off by rain. Gently looking down, the parchment wiped the blood on his back carefully.

She still looks like the little son-in-law in his house.

Guard him with the gentlest attitude, adore him, and worship him.

Lu Xinglan pursed his lips, his nose was a little sour, and he said in a sullen voice, "You betrayed me and you came here like this, do you want to die so much?"

(End of this chapter)