Shaojun riding the sea

On the endless sea, the wind was blowing, and the golden sun shrouded a large number of warships. An army of [-] red slaves marched mightily towards Yunzhou Island.

A black and gold flag stands high on the bow of the ship, with a special moon pattern on it, which is cold and mysterious, and it is the symbol of the Chinu tribe.

Chinu people believe in the moon god. Legend has it that the ancestors of the Chinu people dug a road out of the sea, leading to the moon, and obtained the infinite power bestowed by the moon god. Only then did they get strong physique and fierceness With his fighting ability, he killed the ancient beasts in the sea in one fell swoop, and since then established a kingdom of his own on the sea.

Every time the Chinu people go out to fight, they will definitely hold up the banner representing the moon god, praying for the blessing of the god, and they will be invincible and invincible.

But this time Chinu almost summoned the most valiant and skilled soldiers in the tribe, and a hundred thousand troops came out in full force, aggressively, but they also took risks and gambled on the mysterious and mysterious "national fortune".

After all, it would be great to be able to capture Yunzhou Island in one fell swoop, but in case of defeat, the Chinu tribe will be severely injured and suffer heavy losses. I don't know how long it will take to recover.

Therefore, in this battle, Chinu people can only win, not lose.

The black and gold flag fluttered in the wind. Under the moon god, there stood a tall and handsome figure. He had a deep outline, a high nose bridge, light blue eyes, and extremely handsome features, but he carried a hint of evil charm. .

Especially those light blue eyes, which are as clear as the sea water, should be quiet and soft, but they seem to hide turbulent, combined with the evil and unpredictable temperament around him, it seems that there is a kind of charm that can bewitch people's hearts. strength.

This is the sixth prince of the Chinu tribe, Xi Yuehan, who is also the leader who set off the flames of war, and the supreme God of War in the hearts of Chinu people.

He held a shiny black cylinder in his hand, and looked at the distant sea surface through the cylinder, while constantly adjusting the angle so that he could see more clearly.

On the magnificent sea, the cold wind raised his black war robe. He was looking down at the sea through the cylinder. When he glanced vigilantly, a loud Chinu language suddenly sounded in his ears:
"Boss, there's another letter from Shengdu!"

Xi Yuehan frowned, put down the cylinder, and took the secret letter impatiently. This was already the fifth secret letter sent by that person in a hurry. He didn't even need to open it to know what was inside. What.

"Sure enough, is this Shi Xuanling that important? Could it be that Pei's little lover raised on Yunzhou Island?"

Xi Yuehan sneered twice, Chinu language is different from Dongmu's language, it is more rough and rough, but from Xi Yuehan's mouth, it has a bit more noble meaning, and also adds a little contempt of the king.

That Pei Shouzun in the imperial city had sent five secret letters in a row, just to let him save Shi Xuanling's life, and the one surnamed Pei was afraid that he would identify the wrong person, and every secret letter would include a small portrait of a young girl.

The person in the painting is smiling sweetly, with bright eyes, white teeth, and snow-skinned pupils. Standing in front of a bunch of flowers, the bell on the wrist is shaking with the wind, and it is extremely agile.

Xi Yuehan didn't take it seriously, he only thought that Pei Shixi was obsessed with sex and fell in love with this little beauty, but their Chi Nu people were always fierce in battle, and they didn't care how much they could get when they charged into battle. Swords and guns had no eyes on the battlefield, so he could only help Pei Shouzun just pay more attention.

If it is really unfortunate that his sweetheart dies here, he can simply find a few more concubines from Chinu and send them to him, no big deal.

Women, not many?

Xi Yuehan looked at the small portrait of the girl in his hand, but his mind moved, and for some reason, he remembered another face that was elegant and elegant, and full of scholarly air.

The memory seemed to be pulled back to the dark prison on Yunzhou Island. The girl came with Shi Xuanling, but he tricked him into approaching him. Under his teasing, he bit her earlobe fiercely, bleeding out.

The trembling little girl was so frightened that she burst into tears, her face was pale, her delicate appearance was like a little white rabbit being slaughtered.

But he looked at her presumptuously, touched his lips with his fingers, licked the blood stains, smiled happily, and was full of evil spirits——

"I like obedient girls the most, Ji Zhiyue, you are mine, follow me back to the Chinu tribe, I said I want to sleep with you, you will not escape!"

That's right, that girl is called Ji Zhiyue, and he still remembers her appearance and...her abilities.

And this name, he also saw this name many times in the secret report of Deputy General Luo, because she has been forging and repairing the damaged batch of armaments in the arsenal, as well as the most important and powerful two whirlwind cannons.

He knew how powerful she was. When he was still locked in a dark prison that day, he learned that she had resolved the Blue Flame Lihuo of their Chinu tribe, causing a group of his capable subordinates to die in Yuncheng, but he still I underestimated her, but I didn't expect her to be so powerful that she could even try to repair the whirlwind cannon.

But fortunately, Vice-General Luo mentioned in the secret report that the two whirlwind cannons have not been repaired yet, and the test fire of the cannons failed. This treasure of Zhendao may not be used in this battle. Their biggest The threat has thus been lifted.

No matter how powerful Ji Zhiyue is this season, she really isn't a god. After all, a magical weapon like the whirlwind cannon is extremely exquisite inside. How can she be easily repaired by a little girl?

Xi Yuehan raised the corners of his lips unconsciously, and the sea breeze rushed towards his face, and it seemed that that slender and frail figure who was always timid in front of him appeared in front of his eyes again.

In any case, Ji Zhiyue is indeed capable this time, and her forging technique is the most lacking and backward part of the Chinu tribe. If this person can be used by Chinu, wouldn't it make him even more powerful?

The more he thought about it, the more joyful Xi Yuehan felt, and he secretly made up his mind. He played with her in prison that day, but he was right. She is not only a beautiful girl from Dongmu, but also a very charming girl. Ability, a rare and powerful talent.

He said at that time that he must get her and bring her back to Chinu, and this time, isn't it the best opportunity?
Compared with the little beauty that Pei Shixi valued, he cared more about getting Ji Zhiyue's skillful hands.

"We're going to meet again, beautiful girl Dongmu. I don't know what surprise you will give me this time?"

The waves were rough and the wind was strong, blowing the black-gold flag of the Chinu tribe to the sound of hunting, but Xi Yuehan stood under the moon flag, looking at the faintly visible island in the distance, smiling unfathomably.

"Ji Zhiyue, I said before, you are mine, no matter what you can't escape, you have to wait for me obediently on the island..."

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"Out of town!"

At the gate of the city, Zhong Lisheng was dressed in purple clothes flying high, clenched the close-fitting black iron folding fan in his hand, and got on his horse.

Under the eyes of the people in the city, he looked down at the black iron folding fan in his hand. Because his eyes had not fully recovered, he had untied the black ribbon now, and he was still a little uncomfortable seeing the bright light suddenly. He looked at the fan in his hand. His folding fan was covered with a layer of mist, but it was clearly reflected in his heart very familiarly.

His knuckle-knit hand stroked up gently, caressing each fan bone carefully, and smiled softly: "Old friend, I have to let you accompany me to roll in the Shura battlefield again, I hope this time... Treat you and me kindly, and I will be able to take you lucky enough to climb out of the pile of bones."

As he spoke, Zhong Lisheng's chest was sore and sour. With mixed feelings, thousands of pictures flashed in his mind. Finally, he took a long breath, put away his folding fan, and was about to lead his troops to set off when he suddenly heard A voice came from behind:
"Asheng!"

The boy's shoulders trembled, his face was full of astonishment, the tone was so familiar to him, he almost suspected that he was hallucinating, but when he turned his head in disbelief, he was completely shocked by the scene in front of him——

On the long street in the rear, Mrs. Wan held the Moon God Bow in her hand, her robes fluttered, and she led a group of white-clothed maids from Qinglin Garden. The maids, all with swords on their waists, looked resolutely, and walked without hesitation, as if they were not going to the battlefield, but going to a fairy palace feast with Mrs. Wan.

It is impossible to express the shock and excitement in everyone's heart at this moment. The city guards and the people on both sides of the street were stunned. It was like a huge stone thrown into the sea, stirring up thousands of feet of waves, and the long street boiled all of a sudden!

Zhong Lisheng couldn't believe his eyes, the mother's figure was walking towards him so calmly and unswervingly in the hazy mist.

This is an illusion, must it be an illusion?
The young man even rubbed his eyes, and looked hard again, trying to dispel the layer of mist, and God seemed to have heard his inner voice. I don't know if the internal force mentioned broke through many acupuncture points, or he was already in the recovery stage. In Ding Ran's gaze, the gray mist was actually gradually dissipating.

Finally, when his mother walked up to him, he saw clearly, completely, as if seeing the sun through the clouds, his bright eyes instantly reflected the figure of his mother with fluttering robes, as beautiful as an exiled fairy.

"Mother, mother, how could you..."

"A Sheng." Mrs. Wan raised her head, raised the corners of her lips, and only said eight words softly: "Mother is here to help you."

Zhong Lisheng was a little dazed while sitting on the horse, but there was a rush of hot blood in his chest. He couldn't believe it, with a faint expectation, and feared that he had heard it wrong, "Mother, mother, you mean..."

However, Mrs. Wan took out the blue note paper in her bosom, and showed the line of ink on it in front of Zhong Lisheng. Now that she has removed the poisonous poison, she no longer has to suffer from heart-biting pain, and Feng Shaorong's last words will release her. After letting go of many obsessions, she can finally be his mother without reservation.

"A Sheng, the afterlife is too far away, we only want to fight for this life, you and my mother have already missed too much time, mother doesn't want to leave any more regrets..."