Tyrant he always wants to hit me

Chapter 739 I will clean you up with my own hands

"This is a family matter between me and him, and the son-in-law is not my prisoner, so why can't he get out of my princess mansion?" Wei Ying still spoke calmly.

"Okay." Wei Rong smiled, "Then you should know where he went, um, tell me, where did he go?"

"I said, this is a family matter between me and him." She knew that he already knew the news, and he came here today to stimulate her.

"I heard that he went to Shu Kingdom?"

"Impossible." Wei Ying smiled, "The son-in-law is only going out for fun, brother must be a little too nervous."

Wei Rong sneered: "Do you have to wait until you see him lead troops to attack Wei State before you believe that his heart is not with you?"

"I'm tired. If you have nothing else to do, please leave." Wei Ying closed her eyes, not wanting to look at him anymore.

"Stubbornly obsessed!" Wei Rong flicked his sleeves coldly and walked away.

After Wei Rong left, Wei Ying lay down, pulled up the brocade quilt to cover the top of her head, hot tears poured out of her eyes.

Bastard, wait for you to come back and see how I deal with you. If you dare not come back, I will deal with you myself.

At this time, Zhaojun was really in the Kingdom of Shu.

He and Su Fuyao were wearing two robes, one black and one blue, standing on a high platform, under the high platform, the two armies were fighting.

Below is the battlefield between Wei and Shu.The two silver figures Murong Yun and Lian Bo were fighting fiercely, Murong Yun was holding the sword and Lian Bo was holding the halberd, the two were fighting inseparably.

"I heard that that one is a newly recruited general of the Wei State. When he first arrived, our army retreated steadily. I couldn't find out the details of this person no matter what." Su Fuyao pointed at the white figure lazily. , "Do you know how Wei Rong got that man?"

Zhaojun squinted his eyes, staring closely at the white figure, "How would I know?" The voice sounded like it came from between his teeth.

Su Fuyao turned his head to look at Zhaojun's expression, and raised his long eyebrows with great interest, "Looking at your eyes, I always feel like meeting an old acquaintance."

"You think too much." Zhaojun watched the battle situation below with a layer of chill on his face.

"Is it retreating steadily? Why do I look like I am luring the enemy to go deep?"

Su Fuyao couldn't help laughing loudly: "You can't hide everything from you. Poor Wei Rong is still complacent. He doesn't even know that his death is imminent."

Zhaojun smiled faintly: "I advise you not to be happy too early."

He still believed in Murong Yun's ability.Su Fuyao's round was overdone.

"At least, until now, you still can't even capture the opponent's chief general, can you? The general of the company should be very clear in his heart."

Su Fuyao laughed loudly: "If you have the ability, you should go catch it, you are a person who doesn't hold back any sympathy when you talk about it."

"I'll go, I'll go." Zhaojun turned around and left.

"Ouch."

When he saw Zhaojun again, he had put on half of a silver mask, held a long sword, and straddled a bay red war horse.Coming out of the camp of the Shu army, they galloped towards the camp of the Wei army.He wasn't even wearing armor.

Zhaojun appeared in front of Murong Yun on a horse, and the wind made his robe rattle.Murong Yun had just knocked Lian Bo off the horse's back, his right shoulder was so painful that it was numb, he could feel the wetness on his shoulder, and he didn't want to know that the wound had been torn again, oozing hot blood.Concentrating on the waves on the ground, Murong Yun was breathing heavily.His forehead was covered with cold sweat, and a strand of blue hair wetted by sweat hung down, and his fair face became as pale as paper.

(End of this chapter)