Tyrant I am from MI9

Chapter 313

Longge Ashu wore a black battle robe and rode on a tall war horse, his eyes were bloodshot. He led the Xiongnu iron-blooded army into the Longya Desert without sleep for three days and nights, but it was still a step too late.In the vast wilderness, the setting sun is like blood, the wind is like weeping, there are corpses everywhere, the undead are wandering, and groups of vultures are circling over the corpses, sharing a luxurious feast.Longge Ashu saw that his eyes were tearing apart, his heart was broken with fear, Hua Rongyue, did you also fall into this piece of yellow sand?No, I will never allow it.The stubborn man started a carpet-like search. He wanted to see people and dead bodies, but his heart was trembling. He was afraid of seeing the last scene. He didn't know if he could bear a broken heart?Hua Rongyue felt that she was wrapped in the hot breath, her fatigue disappeared, and her whole body was indescribably comfortable.There was a melodious sound of the piano in the distance, and the wind chimes swayed intermittently.The faint floral fragrance is sweet and refreshing, as if you are in the wilderness, surrounded by the warm wind.Did I really go back to my hometown?
Hua Rongyue took a deep breath with greed, and the butterfly wings seemed to slide gently across her body, leaving a slight tingling sensation, and the warmth swept herself over and over again, she wanted to break free and wanted to stay.She slowly opened her fan-shaped eyelids, a little bewildered, she was being hugged in a fiery embrace, the man above her head had his eyes closed, his face was flushed, and he was so intoxicated that he left a little hickey on his body.The black hair was loose, hanging down and entangled with himself, silky as light feathers, gorgeous as butterfly clothes.

Longge Ashu, she pushed the man on her body hard, she thought it was strong but actually weak, she thought it was loud but her voice was hoarse.The man on the body trembled, quickly opened his eyes, and looked at her in ecstasy.

"Hua Rongyue, now, you have become my prisoner."

Thick eyebrows and big eyes, a straight nose, deep and blurred eyes, a strong physique, and a tone of teasing, but there is a bit of choking and indescribable fragility.Hua Rongyue felt that her heart was softening inch by inch. She looked at Longge Ashu's youthful eyes, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hang on his chest fiercely. She said in a hoarse voice with stubborn eyes: "You put Come over and try."

The eyes are deep and light blue, with strands of white gauze hanging down in front of the couch, and several large pots of charcoal fires are burning in the room, which is as warm as spring.Longge Ashu's bronze-colored skin was exposed to the air, and his muscles were tangled and flamboyant.With a cynical smile in his eyes, he squinted at Hua Rongyue's still stubborn eyes.

By the Qianlian Pond, the woman who was thinking about it lay down in a pool of clear water lotus flowers.At a glance, I can't feel my heartbeat, and there is a dead silence around me.With heavy steps and a stiff back, he bypassed more than 1000 corpses who vowed to protect the woman to the death, and hugged the cold woman into his arms. He was so sad that he just wanted to accompany her to petrify by the Qianlian Pond.The whisper of "Longge" like a mosquito is like the sound of nature. It makes me come alive again, and I am ecstatic like finding a treasure after losing it, and I am full of awe and gratitude to the world and all things.

"Hua Rongyue, I only want to love you in this life. It is the luckiest thing in my life to meet you in the yellow sand of the desert and to find you by the Qianlian Pond."

"You stubborn woman, I have waited hard for you for a year, 360 five days and nights of loneliness, I want you to return it to me bit by bit in the future."

One month later, Hua Rongyue, in the name of Emperor Chu's younger sister, and Longge Ashu, the golden Khan of the Southern Huns, was officially conferred the title of Ningxin Dayan.The Huns sang and danced, chanting their King Khan's wisdom and martial arts, and their Ningxin Dayan's face was like a full moon, and he really looked like Avalokitesvara. He was a living Bodhisattva given to them by the Sunda God, always so gentle and kind.However, what they never knew was that Hua Rongyue was still secretly manipulating the bandits in Longya Desert to help her husband. She was indeed the real Bodhi who saved the world in the green forest.

The Emperor Chu and Empress Darong personally visited the Southern Huns Grassland to officiate the marriage for the couple.

The joyous atmosphere was pushed to the climax.

The bold and free-spirited Longge Dahan of the Xiongnu Golden Family is always warm-hearted.They have never met each other before, so they draw their swords to help.When you are in trouble, come to the rescue.Donate money with warm words, and send carbon in the snow.The Emperor of Chu was deeply grateful to the Golden Khan, Longge Ashu, for helping Empress Darong three times.I would like to express my deep apologies to Hua Rongyue of Ningxin Dayan's family who gave way in the Longya Desert and suffered serious injuries.

The two peerless heroic men admired each other and exchanged arms.The Emperor of Chu and the Golden Khan formed a fraternal alliance to do business and reciprocity, and bestowed peace and harmony on the ancient prairie of the Southern Huns, and they moved towards prosperity together.

Long Ge Ashu and Hua Rongyue rode together under the moonlit night and starry sky countless times, and galloped on the southern Huns prairie they guarded all their lives. Their hearty laughter seemed to be heard everywhere.This article was selflessly provided by Huahua. It has more than 1 words. She wrote it for a long time, even when she was sick. After writing this article for so long, Huahua has been supporting me and giving me many valuable suggestions. Although the words of gratitude have already been said I've said it too many times, but I'll say it again here.Thank you Huahua, this article is filled in by everyone for Donger. It is the happiest thing to meet so many friends through writing articles.

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The north wind howled and swept across the land. It was already December, and the Baichuan River outside Shengdu City was covered with small ice edges. Dead trees stood side by side, their branches and leaves were scattered, but they stood tall and strong, showing a strong character.Today is December 27th, which is the ancient festival of Southern Chu, the Frost Returning Festival. At this time in previous years, the people of Shengdu would go out of the city to the Baichuan River to drink a sip of frosty river water, in order to be healthy in the coming year, their homes and Thailand. .But today, the banks of the Baichuan River are quiet and silent, only occasionally the horse snorts restlessly, which shows that this place is not uninhabited.

It has been eight hours since the sun had risen in the morning. The former Southern Chu officials who were originally waving the Sheng flag and dressed in bright clothes gradually lost their initial vigor, their stomachs began to bulge, their legs began to weaken Even the round eyes, which were blown by the north wind, began to be sour.But the person they were waiting for never showed a trace. The sky was getting dark and the cold was pressing. An elderly minister stepped forward, grabbed Sang Yanghong by the corner of his clothes, and said softly, "My lord, is there a mistake in the message?" what?"

Sang Yanghong's face was gloomy, his old back was bent, his hands were in his sleeves, he stared unwillingly, and said in a deep voice, "Keep waiting."

This day is the day when the great emperor of Southern Chu, Chuli, returned from his expedition. The civil and military officials of the Southern Chu Dynasty gathered on the banks of the Baichuan River, stretching for more than ten miles along the Jinghua official road. Birds are vividly painted on Danzhu brocade, as if they are about to fly.The musicians and drummers of the Ministry of Rites wore festive dresses and sat high on the Mingfeng Terrace on both sides. The Ministry of War and Industry built the Pingxilan Tower overnight to commemorate the great achievements of the Chu emperor in defeating the enemy. Instead of singing the golden rule of building a country with diligence and thrift, he dressed in Chinese clothes and stood at the forefront of welcoming the holy driver, waiting for the return of the emperor of Chu.

However, five hours had passed since the scheduled time, and there was still no trace of Emperor Chu's army.

"Report!"

An intentionally protracted voice suddenly sounded, and I saw a fast horse approaching rapidly on the distant ancient road.Sang Yanghong frowned, flicked the hem of the crimson official robe, took a step forward, and looked at the blue-clothed scout who quickly dismounted from his horse.Shen Sheng said: "What's going on?"

The young scout didn't care to wipe the sweat off his forehead, the heavy armor kicked up the yellow sand on the ground, he knelt on the ground with a clang, his tone was as hard as broken gold, and said loudly: "Your Majesty led the guards in black to bypass Bailan Mountain , went to Simon."

"What?" The many ministers behind were in an uproar. Sang Yanghong frowned, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were like knives. He turned around suddenly, climbed on the horse first, and said to the ministers: "Go, follow the old man Ximen welcomes the holy driver!"

(End of this chapter)