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Chapter 377 The Bride Who Was Repented 24
Why should you be grateful to him?
Because he made a huge contribution to this victory!

During the siege, Li Xueya was not in the city of Wuyang. After he bravely rescued King Kang, he was promoted and was sent to the military camp outside the city to complete the new task assigned by King Kang.

But his "illness" is getting worse and worse.

Li Xueya couldn't hear the noise more and more, otherwise he would lose control of his rationality. He already realized that there was something wrong with his mentality. In the past, he was only proud of his martial arts talent and his family's martial arts skills, but his predecessors Finally, you can still get along well with your colleagues.

Now he can't.

The more arrogant he became, the more he gradually became an annoying person, even...someone that even the former him would look down on.

Li Xueya didn't dare to tell his colleagues about the situation, let alone let Kang Wang, who was determined to promote him, know.He asked the doctor to treat him in private, but everyone told him innocently: Your pulse is fine, and the more straightforward doctor would tell him directly that you are fine.

At best, the doctor prescribed calming soup for him, and told him tactfully that he should pay attention to controlling his emotions and not put too much pressure on himself.

pressure?No, Li Xueya was almost driven crazy by this situation.

The loud and clear horns sounded every day in the barracks, the uniform drill sounds of the soldiers, and the colleagues used to communicate with loud voices... All these made Li Xueya's situation worse and worse.

He tried to plug the earholes with cotton balls, and also tried to seal the hearing by blocking the veins, but to no avail.

In the end, the first wave of charges before the Mongolian attack on the city became the last straw that overwhelmed him—Li Xueya completely lost control.

Ahead, the defenders of Wuyang City are meeting the enemy.

In the rear, the commotion became more and more chaotic.

Looking back, I saw blood flakes flying horizontally, and the sound of the blade tip passing through the human body was endless.

The defenders of Wuyang City in front heard the noise and realized that there was an accident in the rear, but they made a wrong judgment: it was the Mongolian army who went around behind them and attacked.

However, there is actually only one enemy in that gun shadow, a young man wearing the uniform of a Wuyang city general.

His eyes were red, and he was rampaging in an increasingly loose formation, treating one innocent soldier after another as an enemy, and strung them on the spear. The more people died here, the crazier he would be.

His face was blurred by blood, and his former allies and colleagues did not recognize him, and quickly made a second misjudgment: it was the Mongols who killed the generals in their army, and then deliberately made trouble for them wearing this clothes !
So, besides him, are there any other Mongols here?
Perhaps those people were also wearing the military uniforms of the defenders of Wuyang City, but the Mongolians have a special way to recognize each other, and only regard them as real defenders as lambs to be slaughtered.

At this tense juncture, doubts are gently creeping in.

As Li Xueya once again plunged the tip of his spear into the heart of a guard, some people collapsed, and a scuffle began like this.

……

"This king only admires two women in my life, one is my Ertu, and the other is you! Your poison is really powerful..." King Meng sighed. In the Mongolian dialect, Ertu is a title, that is, mother the meaning of.

He walked on the left side of Lan Shuying, with his hands behind his back, walking like a dragon and a tiger, his bushy beard reflected the light in the moonlight.

The two walked almost side by side.

Even within the Mongols who don't place much emphasis on etiquette, this is not in compliance with the rules, but with her outstanding contributions, the surrounding Mongol warriors saw it, and they all chose to ignore this point.

Lan Shuying doesn't object to being praised, but she doesn't feel any sense of accomplishment just because someone from a lower plane sincerely praises her. She nodded calmly and responded with a few words with a smile.

In the eyes of outsiders, they talked happily.

The moonlight is thick, and there is still a smell of blood in the wind.

Lan Shuying's pace slowed down, her intuition said that something would happen tonight.

"Li Xueya..." She took the initiative to mention the name.

King Meng immediately understood and pointed his index finger in one direction.

"The man has already been arrested and locked in the tent over there. This king is about to show you."

Lan Shuying would not blame him for not killing Li Xueya directly, this was her own request.

At that time, King Meng promised her that after breaking Wuyang City, he would take off Li Xueya's head and give it to her.

But the aura of Li Xueya's protagonist hasn't been damaged, at most, it's because of the twisted plot of Wuyang City being destroyed, and he can still turn things around.

At this time, it seemed that the Mongolian army had already threatened Li Xueya's life, and there must be a savior to rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering.

For example, the earth dragon turns over, for example, the Yinbing aisle, and for example...an old man with strong martial arts.

The moonlight was temporarily blocked by clouds.

The sharp-eyed Mongolian sentry found that there was an extra person on the flagpole.

The man was tall and thin, and he was wearing a long gown.

The wooden pole on which the wolf flag hangs is only as thick as a buckle in the mouth of a tiger. His feet are moving forward and backward. The sole of the front foot is firmly on the top of the wooden pole, standing firmly in the strong wind. He is looking down at this place of tents.

At the highest level of the fire, only his long gown and white beard could be seen, and his face could not be seen clearly at any higher level.

Lan Shuying said faintly: "Someone came to rescue him."

King Meng frowned: "Is this what you expected?" She knew that someone would come to save her, so she didn't let him kill the prisoner. As for the purpose, it should be to catch this person, "Who is he?"

"Jian Huang."

King Meng was silent.

Lan Shuying thought about it, and he would weigh whether it was worth it to fight against the master of the Excalibur Palace for a hero?

To her surprise, King Meng's silence lasted only two breaths. He strode forward and loudly asked the people above to come down and speak!

The Sword Emperor fell down without a sound, like snowflakes with teeth, and his cold posture made him look like a fairy on the clouds. He looked around for a week, and made a very clear request: "Give Li Xueya back to the old man."

King Meng laughed out loud. He thought the word "return" was very interesting.

"Has this king ever borrowed this person from you?"

A prologue full of gunpowder.

Lan Shuying stood aside quietly, like a beautiful background board.

The Mongolian warriors have already shown their blades and stared at the Sword Emperor. They don't care who the comer is, even if they know the identity of the comer, they will not back down. They just wait for the King Meng to order and kill him immediately!
Jianhuang is not a person who is good at negotiating.

Surrounded by the Mongolian army, the Sword Emperor untied his long sword and said slowly: "He is the relative of the old man, the next master of the Excalibur Palace. Hand him over to the old man, and all your next actions in the Central Plains will be determined." , as long as the Excalibur Palace is not violated, the old man will not interfere."

He threw out sincerity, but there was also a sword intent in his eyes. If the King of Meng rejected his sincerity, he should use the sharp knife in his hand to break through the Mongolian army camp.

(End of this chapter)