palm river mountain

Chapter 350
Duan Yi was not moved at all.

For someone like Duan Xian, calling her dead would be taking advantage of her.Only telling her to ask for something but not get it, just now she is in pain.

If she missed one step, Duan Shu would be dead today, and there would be no turning back. Just thinking about it is chilling.

"Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!"

Just as Duan Yi was thinking, she heard a terrifying howl from above the city tower.

That cry was heart-piercing, as if a servant had boiled water and started to kill a pig. That Meng Jiangnu cried down the Great Wall, maybe not all of them had such power.This male duck's voice is wailing, and then listening to the word Shuniang...

Duan Yi's complexion changed, and she rushed up the tower quickly.

Not only her, but Changsun Dalang and Changsun Old General who were standing closer to the tower also rushed up with worried expressions.

Duan Yi took a deep breath, and the hand holding the spear kept trembling. She put her hands behind her back, and quickly walked up the tower. After a fixed look, she wished she could kick the eldest grandson Ling away.

She just thought about it, and the old general Changsun had already gotten into a rage.

He slapped Changsun Ling's head with a slap, "You are mourning! I was so scared that I thought I had fallen into the ground, and now I am an old ghost wandering around."

The corners of Duan Yi's mouth twitched. She looked at Duan Shu, who was hugged tightly by Changsun Ling, her face was red, her neck was thick, her eyes were swollen like peaches, and she let out a long sigh of relief.

honestly!Changsun Ling cried so much that she thought Duan Shu was dead!

Changsun Ling covered his head and let go of Duan Shu, with snot and tears all over his face, "Father, I almost don't have Miss Shu. Until now, my heart is still beating, thanks to your slap , I believe it is true."

"My lord is really back, and Miss Shu is really alive!"

Changsun Ling said, looking at Duan Yi gratefully.

Duan Yi walked over speechlessly, "You are amazing. You can still refill your cup when you cry about it. Didn't you cry before the war? After the fight, you continued. My husband will die in the future, please go Help cry."

The red-eyed Duan Shu over there burst out laughing when she heard this. She struggled to stand up, walked quickly to Duan Yi while holding her belly, "Third Sister! Your injury..."

Duan Yi smiled at her, took out a bag of candied fruit in her sleeve pocket, and handed it to Duan Shu.

"Brought from Kyoto, it's very sweet. I'm fine, it's all other people's blood. You can't die without my permission next time!"

Knowing that this is not the time to speak, Duan Shu nodded heavily, and said with tears in her eyes, "Mmm!"

The old general Changsun over there also let out a long sigh of relief when he saw this.

He knelt down towards Duan Yi with a plop, and Jingzhou on the tower followed him.

Old General Changsun cupped his hands, covered his face with his sleeves, and kept shaking his head, "I'm ashamed, I almost lost Xiangyang. It's a great crime to live up to my lord's entrustment. The Changsun family has no face. See you again, lord."

He has been through the battlefield for a long time, and his ability to see and do things is far from comparable to that of the younger generation.

The voice became more and more difficult during the speech, "My lord, the Northern Expedition, was originally supposed to be able to take the capital and become a world-renowned name. Now, in order to relieve the danger of Xiangyang, I turned back. Under this situation, the capital may fall into the hands of others... This old man is really our number one sinner in Shannan!"

As he spoke, he fell to the ground and was in pain.

Listening to the volume, Duan Yi couldn't help but jump up her eyelids. It's a family tradition to dare to love Chang Sun Ling's crying sound.

"People in Kyoto thought I was dead when they heard the general's cry!"

As Duan Yi said, she took a step forward and helped General Changsun up.

"Although the capital is very important, in Yi's heart, no one is more important. Not only Xiangyang, no matter where in Shannan Road is in danger, I, Duan Yi, will leave Kyoto without hesitation and come back to help."

"Even if I am the master of this side, I will protect the peace of this side. Otherwise, I, Duan Yi, will be ashamed and shameless to see the folks in Shannan!"

Old General Changsun raised his head and wiped away his tears, "In the future, I will be your man in life, and your ghost in death! Even in a dream, it will be like this!"

Duan Yi intuited that a burst of scorching heat hit her face, which made her master's best yin and yang strange energy method stuck in her throat, unable to use it.

She shook her heart and looked back at the past with tears in her eyes.

The Jingzhou army seemed to be exceptionally well-trained when they shouted slogans like this, only to hear the shouts of mountains and tsunamis resounding through the sky, "He who is born is the master, and death is the ghost of the master! He who is born is the master, and death is the master!" hell!"

Duan Yi was so shocked that she became dizzy... Please forgive me, I am really afraid that when I wake up from sleep and wake up at night, I will see a room full of ghosts calling for the lord!

At this moment, Duan Yi cast a glance from the corner of the eye, and saw Gu Mingrui, who was talking with Tong Qi Lang, who went up the tower. His heart relaxed, and he looked over with tears in his eyes, "Brother!"

The elder brother made a thousand turns, turning eighteen bends in the mountain road, which was as winding as the Shu Road, so that Mr. Qi couldn't help but take a deep look at Duan Yi.

Gu Mingrui was so excited that he had goose bumps all over his body.

He smiled at Duan Yi, "Grandfather heard that Xiangyang is in trouble, and ordered me to come here."

Duan Yi grinned, "Liar! Grandpa is a stubborn old man, how could he break the oath he made with his own mouth? You must have secretly led the army here."

Gu Mingrui shook his head, "No! Grandpa misses you very much."

The praying doctor over there listened and snorted, "Okay, okay, don't stand on the tower and blow the wind, the body of the traitor smells bad, and it smells bad. The third wife of the eldest grandson was frightened, so it's better to go to bed earlier." Go back home, let Zhenniang take a look."

The people on the tower stopped their mouths and entered the city in a mighty manner.

Under the tower, there were Cheng Qiong and Lao Jia, who were very organized and orderly in their busy schedule. Duan Yi saw it, nodded to the two of them from above the tower, and went back to the mansion.

As soon as she entered her room, Duan Yi didn't even have time to change into her armor, so she threw herself down on the small couch beside her.

Praying Lang picked out the wick and put the medicine box on the table, "Why don't you put it in? Isn't it someone else's blood? Why are you humming? Why did you see your second sister jumping off the tower to blame the hero? Jealous, want to faint and fall on that city tower, and die so hard?"

"Although you don't have a son, you don't have to worry about it! Everyone in the eldest grandson's family can howl, and keep the crying to the capital. Cui Zigeng came to pout his body when he heard it."

Duan Yi turned over with difficulty, and lay sprawled on the couch.

At this moment, a black and white thing rushed over without hesitation, and sat on her stomach.

Duan Yi groaned, almost vomiting out a mouthful of old blood.

"Spiritual idea! I don't even look at your chubby body! Am I going to be the first lord recorded in the history books to be sat to death by an iron-eating beast?"

Lingji tilted his head, and his hairy head rubbed against Duan Yi's face.

Duan Yi hugged it, took a deep breath, and rubbed it vigorously, "But it's okay to sit! The national treasure is dead, and being a ghost is also happy!"

(End of this chapter)