Chapter 515： Black fog battlefield

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Chapter 515 Battlefield of Black Fog

At this moment, the night Junqing is pleading in the Tingyue room.

"That can't be done, Tingyue is a goddess, although Tingyue doesn't mind being a villain, it's hard to protect Fu Ning. He thinks that Tingyue has the meaning of a goddess, which has a great influence on the reputation of the goddess." The gold chain sent over pushed back and slammed open.

"Tingyue, you know that your family doesn't like Fu Ning. Don't you want to worry about your family?" Night Junqing felt incredible, and he ran away. Tingyue refused him, which made him feel the world chaos. It is.

"Wang Ye can not talk nonsense, the main son said that he does not like the girl? If this kind of thing is passed out, the image that affects the master and the child is not good. If the prince is fine, Tingyue will prepare the meal and will not accompany you. It’s honed here!” Tingyue picked up a pair of blue silk on the cheek side, and the cloud was light and light. Stayed alone at night, Junqing stood there, in situ fossils.

At this moment, Ben Lei rushed in.

"Wang Ye, it's not good, Fan Hu army attacked the city, the master has gone to the city building to supervise the war!" Ben Lei said, the night Jun Qing heart under the shock, turned and ran to the tower.

The screaming of the gongs and drums shook the sky, and the smoke filled the sky above the city tower. The air was mixed with black particles rising from the explosion. It was like a black mist that covered people's sight.

"Yao Yuanshuai really has a good plan. Now the Fan Hu army is far beyond a few feet. In addition to throwing some black bullets, no one is near." He Lianpeng was delighted to walk to Yao Mozhen, and his voice could not hide his joy. .

"I hope so." Yao Mozhen Liu Mei slightly, the ice is so thick, Fan Hu is not a blind man, since the siege is hopeless, is he out of the training booth?

At this time, the night Junqing has already reached the top of the building, seeing the night Junqing, He Lianpeng retired in time.

"Mo Zhen, the tower is dangerous, how can you rush to come up!" Night Jun Qing went to Yao Mozhen in front of the three steps, the subconscious mind in front of Yao Mozhen.

"Wang Ye Shao'an, now Fan Hu's army is a few feet away, how to hurt Mo Zhen?" Yao Mozhen did not agree. The night Jun Qing heard the sound, this is the opposite of the city building, but unfortunately there is a black fog in front of him, he really can't see what the enemy forces are doing in the distance, plus the black ball explosion from time to time, disturbing the night, night Junqing is even more difficult to judge the situation on the opposite side.

"I know that it is impossible to attack the tower. Why do they have to throw black **** and drums, and they are so excited? Besides, they can have no financial resources like us. The cost of each black ball is at least five or two silver... ...." Night Junqing always felt that there was something wrong with him. Before he came up with a clue, Yao Mozhen went around the night and Qing, and walked proudly to the front of the tower, facing the wind.

"Mo婉....." Just as the night Jun Qing turned, the ear suddenly burst into a harsh roar, and the night Jun Qing thought and did not want to rush to Yao Mozhen, the whole will hold Yao Mozhen up in his arms. At about the same time, the night Jun Qing felt a tingling in the back, and the arrow stabbed out from the front chest.

"Night...night Junqing!" Yao Mozhen looked at the sharp arrow of the chest of the night, and his heart suddenly tightened. His hands wanted to stop the blood of the night, but he was powerless.

When Yao Mozhen was in a panic, the tower had several screams.

"He Lianpeng! Immediately, the people will pour oil down the city! The more the better! Go!" The night Jun Qing can't care for his own wounds, and his hands are still holding Yao Yao to go downstairs.

"Yes!" Although He Lianpeng did not know why, but he did not dare to neglect, he called the soldiers to pick up the oil nearby. The so-called richness of the money is that when you take a barrel of oil from the people's home and promise ten barrels, the people will volunteer to change. All the oil in the house was handed over to the soldiers, and more enthusiastic members took the oil from the house and poured them down the city.

And when the night Junqing escorted Yao Mozhen to the downstairs, his physical strength was not enough. Fortunately, the rush arrived in time.

"Ben Lei! Send the prince back, tell Li Zhun, if the prince has three long and two short, he will prepare the coffin himself!" Yao Mozhen confessed, want to go to the tower again.

"Mo Mo! Don't go!" Night Jun Qing slammed Yao Mozhen, although the strength is not very heavy, it may be because of the injury of the night Junqing, Yao Mozhen did not dare to struggle,

"Wang Ye let go, this time Mo Zhen as a marshal, how can you back down!" The idea is her out, if something goes wrong, she can't blame.

"Reassured, there will be nothing, when the water is near the tower, it must be higher than other places. If the oil goes down, they will not dare to throw black balls. Otherwise, they will slip back. They are only the bad ones. Even the spikes under their feet. If you get oil, you can't advance another point! Now they are afraid that they have already begun to withdraw their troops. The worry is that once the black fog is exhausted, they aim at the shooting, and they lose a lot." Night Junqing explained this. Yao Mo screams, and the tight heart is finally falling.

"Ben Lei, still squatting what to do! Send Wang Ye back!" Yao Mozhen urged when he boarded.

"But the prince does not let go, it is better for the master to come up, run the thunder and hold one?" Ben Lei rushed to the wisdom, in exchange for the eyes of the two extremely despised.

"Yin Xue!" Yao Mo's eagerness almost forgot Yin Xue, waiting for Yin Xue to appear, and the night Jun cleaned up by Yin Xue in his arms and showed his dedication.

"Master... It’s not bad for the subordinates." Ben Lei suddenly felt a contemptuous feeling.

"There is too much difference in response!" Yao Mozhen dropped the sentence and hurried to the pavilion. Ben Lei was in the same place, his self-confidence was greatly affected, and his eyes were dull. He didn't understand that he was a martial artist and he was full of economics. How could he be unappreciated?

In the dark, the cold ice heart sighed, the lips slightly smacked, it seems that his little follow-up class had some problems.

When Yao Mozhen arrived, the arrow wound on the night Junqing had been handled properly. In the room, Fu Ning took the prescription of Li Zhunkai and was listening to Li Zhun’s embarrassment.

"How is it?" Yao Mozhen had a moment of hesitation, but when he saw the night on the couch, he stepped into the door.

"Wei Chen saw the master!" Since Yao Mozhen came back, Li Zhun was the first to see, so the mood was quite exciting.

"When are you, what are you still blaming, how is the wounded Wang?" Yao Mozhen waved impatiently.

"Return to the master, Wang Ye is not hurt, but to rest more, get up and walk, so as not to break the wound, and then there is ..." Li Zhun has not finished, then see Fu Ning swayed and walked over.

"There is no way to make the prince's mood too excited, plus the previous injury, Wang Ye's body is already very weak, and the diet should be light, and these Fu Ning are in mind, you don't have to worry about Yao Yuanshuai."庾 Fu Ning's attitude is courteous and courteous, but there is so much bitterness in the words, and Yao Mo is very uncomfortable.

"Wang Ye is the arrow in the handsome, this handsome care about what is wrong?" Yao Mozhen clear as water, awe-inspiring Fu Ning.

"Is it true that Wang Ye was injured for Yao Yuanshuai? Fu Ning is still strange. He didn't send any troops. How could Wang Ye be in the middle of the arrow. Yao Yuanshuai, Fu Ning is a female woman, I really don't understand the battle on the battlefield, but also please Yao Yuanshuai must take care of the body, although the injury will not be you, but I also ask you to understand the body bone of Wang Ye, so hurt, Yao Yuanshuai does not feel bad, Fu Ning is very distressed." Fu Fu Ning wiped two drops of beauty Tears, then took the prescription and turned away.

Yao Mo is angry! What is her attitude? It is not her intention to hurt the night Junqing! At this moment, Yao Mozhen is really a bit of a feeling of smashing his teeth and swallowing it. Who said she didn't feel bad! But this can't be said! When she said that she was so ruthless to the night Junqing, the night Junqing also let her go, and now they look like flowers in the fog. They can’t even see their own hearts, and how can they see each other’s heart. It.

Facts have proved that the decision of the night Junqing oil is wise, and the first round of the attack of the Fan Hu army ended in failure. At this time, the golden armor jointly developed by Yan Heng and the ice, the hail was born.

In the pavilion, Yao Mozhen led a group of people to sit in the upper position, waiting for the demonstration of the dust, and the night Junqing was late in the support of Fu Ning.

At the arch, the night Jun Qing wanted to break away from Fu Ning's support, and all gave up because of Fu Ning's determination not to let go.

"In fact, the king can go by himself." Night Jun Qing wants to keep a distance from Fu Ning, especially in front of Yao Mozhen.

"Fu Ning does not think so. It is Fu Ning's responsibility to take care of the prince now. If the prince has a case, Fu Ning can't afford this crime. Wang Ye will not be difficult to make it." 庾 Fu Ning said that the drip does not leak, the night is clear. Subconsciously took two strokes, he really wants to open his arms and asks Fu Ning, who is the embarrassment now!

"The master, the prince came." Yao Mozhen was on the side, Ting Yue whispered, and the scorpion deliberately fell on Yao Mo's face and observed it carefully. It was not right to promise Fu Ning's request. It’s true that Fu Ning is right. Now that both the master and the prince have their own counterparts, they have a fuse. However, Fu Ning said that she is willing to act as the promoter and promote the good things of the master and the prince. I hope she has a letter.

"Li Zhun is not saying that he can't go to bed?" Yao Mo's eyebrows are slightly stunned, and the scorpion is extremely unconsciously falling on the hand of Fu Ning to help the night Junqing. At this moment, the night Junqing has already reached the seat of Yao Mo's side.

"Fortunately, the king came, and if you miss the dust test, the new weapon will be bad." The night Junqing had nothing to look for. Since that day, he has been injured. There are two days without seeing Yao Mozhen, and my heart is missing.

"In fact, Wang Ye should rest in bed. What do you care about when you are doing things for Yao Yuanshuai?" Fu Ning said that the night Jun Qing clearly saw that Yao Mozhen's face was turning green at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Mo Yu, this king does not mean this, this king..." Night Jun Qing hates, he really wants to tell Fu Ning, she does not even think of her as a dumb.

"Dust, start!" Yao Mozhen did not see the night Junqing, cold channel. But in my heart, it seems like a galloping horse. Does the night Junqing say this to Fu Ning? So angry!

The dust is so good that the golden armor that has already been prepared is put on the road. Under the sun, the armor is shining and shining. The Yao Mozhen is swaying sideways, and the side is not tight. It is important that Yao Mozhen inadvertently sees Fu Ning’s The hand is holding the shoulder of the night Junqing.

"Wang Ye has been lying for so long, the body bones must be very hard, Fu Ning helps you loose." Fu Ning did not get the night Jun Qing agreed, he began to get up and down his hand. The night Jun Qing is trying to stop, and suddenly feels a sudden pain at the foot. During the coveted, Yao Mozhen’s foot is stepping on it. In contrast, his people seem to look like nothing. The night was clear and silent, and he did not dare to remind Yao Mozhen that he had to let Yao Mozhen step on the door.

"Wang Ye, Yao Yuanshuai, this is a demonstration of the dust to the two!" The dust has confidence in his invention. At this moment, the dust is wearing a twilight armor, and his hands are flat, then bow down, below. The circular column smashed the organ in front of the chest, followed by a flash of light and stone. When the dust rises, the five iron pans on the opposite side have become sieves.

"Sure enough!" The voice of Qingyue sounded from the front door of the government. Everyone heard the sound and saw the purple desert. The two hands of Chu Mobei stood there, and the eyebrows and eyes were handsome.

"His Royal Highness Prince?" Yao Mozhen got up and got rid of the faint brilliance. At that time, to save himself, Chu Mobei almost died. At that time, her heart was Feng Yihan and others, and she did not wait for Chu Mobei to wake up. I secretly left the amnesty, and now I think that I am too weak.