Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Mo Junli, who felt offended, was furious, and gradually lost his sense of proportion when he started to move.

So when Mu Xici rushed into the Yuecheng Palace with a long sword, the poor Hawulejiang had only less than three points of life left. The little girl looked up at the two people who seemed to be fighting inextricably Man, trembling the corners of his lips stiffly.

"...Sorry for the interruption, goodbye, you continue."

"Boom-"

Master Mu took a step back after finishing his speech, and closed the palace gate for the two of them in a caring way.

The sudden loud noise suddenly brought back the young man's thoughts, and Mo Junli, who stopped after realizing it, turned his head to look at the wooden door that was closed tightly, feeling at a loss for no reason.

"Wait a minute, Ah Ci, no, you -- oops." Mo Junli sighed deeply, and kicked the burly young man who was half dead and almost fainted to the side of the table.

Hearing the movement in the room, Master Mu Xunsheng poked half of his head in through the crack of the door, and the little girl blinked at the young man in the red wedding dress: "Finished?"

"It's over." Mo Jun drooped his head limply, his eyes full of undisguised grievances.

He put away the soft sword, and then pitifully sniffed at his little national teacher, and there was still a tear in his voice when he spoke: "Master national teacher, I'm so hungry, they haven't given me food all day today!" eat."

"And this dress is so heavy, the pile of beads hanging from the sleeves and skirt almost broke my arm, huh."

The boy whimpered and showed Master Mu the few red marks on his arms (due to beating people too much) that were strangled by his clothes, and stared at the little girl's eyes expectantly: "Look, my hands famous."

Seeing this, Mu Xici wanted to follow his wishes and coax him casually, but Hauljiang who was kicked to the edge of the table woke up faintly at this time.

"No, big brother, why didn't your hands and arms hurt when you beat me up just now?" The young man glanced at the red wedding dress on Mo Junli in horror, "I think you beat me up just now. , I can’t see that I’m hungry and wearing uncomfortable clothes.”

"—I feel like you can hit ten more of me!"

"And what's the matter with your voice, are you choking on sweets or are you caught by the door?"

"You didn't say that at that time!!"

"Why do you suddenly become a mother..."

Hauljiang, who hadn't realized that he was about to face a catastrophe, beeped softly, and then shrank under the young man's almost murderous gaze and obediently shut his mouth.

Hearing this, the veins on Mo Junli's forehead twitched uncontrollably. He curled up his fingers, then rolled up his sleeves with gritted teeth, and turned around to face the young man for a new round of violent beating.

"You don't talk! No one! Fuck! Here you go! Be! Dumb! Ba!!"

"If you talk a lot, if you have a long mouth, you can babble, right?"

"Die, die immediately, do you hear me, die immediately!!"

Woohoo, he didn't blabber on purpose, he just accidentally told the truth!
Are you guys so scary?Why don't people even tell the truth these days!

Powerless to resist, Hauljiang, who could only hug his head and be beaten passively, burst into tears, but couldn't hold back a single extra word from his mouth.

Seeing that the young man was barely breathing, Mu Daguo, who wanted to laugh but was too embarrassed to laugh too loudly, hurriedly stepped forward to stop the young man who hadn't had enough beating, and threw himself on Hawulejiang again. Flying two needles roughly saved his life.

"Okay, okay, Ayan, if you beat him up again, you will die. We have to keep him for some use." The little girl tiptoed and patted the top of Mo Junli's hair, and then tore off the top of his head. That golden crown that hurts the neck just looking at it.

The young man who finally remembered the big picture slowly stopped when he heard the words, and then responded with a muffled "Yeah". Mu Xici saw that he still seemed to be in a bad mood, so he simply praised him after deliberation: "But...the clothes look good on you."

"Really?" Mo Junli's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and from the corner of his vision, he caught sight of the foreign youth who was hesitant to speak, and who was still wanting to speak, and couldn't help but give him an extra gouging look.

Seeing his eyes, the latter quickly groaned and pursed his mouth tightly, and Mo Junli was content to follow the little girl to sell more, it would be pitiful.

"Speaking of which, Ah Ci, when did you start from Lan Yi? Why did you push it to Yuecheng so soon?" After the young man calmed down, he settled down completely. After changing his clothes, he picked out the bundle of hemp The rope tied the Haul River.

Master Mu, who was studying the pattern of floor tiles with his head down, spread his hands indifferently when he heard this: "Ham, it's not very early, only seven days ago."

"Seven days ago!" Hauljiang, who was physically disabled but had a strong mouth, yelled ghostly, his stupid but not clear tiger eyes were full of disbelief, "It took you seven days to fight from Lanyi to Yuecheng?!"

"That's right, it took seven days." Mu Xici nodded, and when she turned her eyes to look at the young man, there was a little pity in her pupils, "I have to thank Lord Bai for this matter——Hawulejiang, You may not know that you were never the only one who received boxes of scrap copper and rotten iron from the hands of the self-supporting people."

"In other words, the 'exquisite armaments' that you found from your father and kept as treasures until now and distributed to the soldiers are nothing but a pile of rubbish that has been repainted."

"Those knives, swords, bows and crossbows are as brittle as the leaves of dead trees that accumulate on the ground in the autumn season. They shatter when touched, and it doesn't take much effort to fight them; besides, you have backlogged for half a month for your wedding. Ben, the subjects of the Western Merchants were given a three-day vacation (I checked, the word "holiday" existed in the Tang Dynasty, so don't fight me), eight out of ten out of ten in the frontier army were drunk and drunk, and eight out of ten guarding the city sentry There are seven empty places..."

"Our way of pushing here is not like fighting, but more like looking at the scenery, and there is no need to slow down the marching speed—"

As the little girl said, she leaned down and firmly squeezed the young man's eyes: "So, if it doesn't take seven days, how many more days do you want?"

"But, Yuecheng——" Hawulejiang's back felt cold when she saw her, and his cheeks blushed unconsciously. He subconsciously wanted to refute her words, but in the end, the only thing he could say was It's been a month.

"You're right. Moon City's defenses are indeed strong." Mu Xici nodded, "But we also have internal support."

"——The one who pretended to be the guard of honor for the team was the most unique sharp blade of our Qianping."

"When the gongs and drums in your imperial court were buzzing, the gates of Moon City had already been blasted away inch by inch."

"I have to say, Hawulejiang." Mu Xici stood up and lowered his eyelashes, condescendingly watching the clumsy and embarrassed young man. The wolf king who has never been trained by his father will only become a brainless man. She is a stupid dog, but she doesn't feel the slightest pity about it.

——She will always remember the bones of the martyrs Qianping who were made into various utensils, and she will always remember the appearance of the second brother's head hanging high on the Yuecheng city tower in the previous life.

"Western merchants have a king like you—"

"Destruction is a matter of course."

Before he left, Ah Ci never forgot to kill and punish his heart.

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Although Xiaoha has never had any real experience and never committed any unforgivable things because of Xiaobai and Counseling's meddling in his life, Ah Ci still couldn't help but want to beat him when he thought of his virtues in his previous life. .

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