Late Night Tales Of The Capital

In the quiet general's house, the black man screamed exhaustedly.

This is the first time that Ye Xiaozheng went straight into the General's House. He even suffered an assassination. The killer of the assassination seems to be the survivor of Ye Jiajun.

It may be that the leaf lacks Jianqi to convince him. These people on the ground directly mistake him for the magic species. Perhaps the battle of Youzhou City is too far-reaching for these soldiers. As long as you see supernatural powers, it is the practitioners, the devils, the murderers who kill their brothers.

"A few of you have escaped from the city of Youzhou?" Ye Xiao has already recovered the control of Jianqi.

Even if they get rid of the control of leaf shortage, these people on the ground still maintain a very heavy vigilance against him, but some issues related to principles are in any case unwilling to be misinterpreted by Ye. "Moreover, we are not escaping. We are breaking through, and Wu has already issued an order to break through, and that is definitely not to escape."

After that, the person repeated it again. "Ye Jiajun has never had a deserter. Please pay attention to your own words."

The leaves are missing and waved. "Well, I believe that you are not a deserter. Then why do you say that I am a devil? I have to come here to stab? Do you know me?"

With a sneer, the black man on the ground squinted at the leaf. "I don't know you, I don't need to know. There are only three people who can meet here. The demon of Youzhou City, the scum of the General's House, Or the locusts of the court, no matter what kind of class, they are not enough to die."

The eyes of the black man are full of contempt, it seems that the lack of leaves is a sinister bastard.

In addition to contempt and hatred, I have never seen the lack of leaves, so much hatred.

Helplessly looking at the people on the ground, Ye Weizhen really has a hard time to say, "The demon of Youzhou City? The scum of the General's House? The locust of the court? Where is this with you!"

"Tell the words, the demon I know what is going on, from the scum of the generals and the locusts of the court?" Ye Yu asked.

"Know your knowledge!"

"Do you think of us as an idiot?"

The man in black is still cold and resentful. "Don't you just say it, come to your house? Since you dare to call this place your home, that is the old Ye family, since it is the old Ye family, say Are you a scum, grievance?"

"Wu Huating and Ye Yunhai are not your family?"

"The two **** have ruined our 200,000-year-old Ye Jiajun brothers. The city of Youzhou is full of souls. Can you still sleep peacefully? Isn't it afraid of ghosts to come to life?"

The lack of leaves has removed the sword, but the five black people have not left. Who knows what Ye wants to do, and since he can let go of everyone without knowing it, then he can control it again.

Five people glared at the leaves and glared at the leaves.

One of them suddenly spit out a sputum in the leaves.

Of course, in the midair, he was blocked by an invisible force and flew in another direction.

"Want to die?" Ye did not speak, and the red beans on the side shouted coldly.

Red beans can bully the leaves themselves, but they can't see others bullying the leaves, and even more insults and shame. However, in exchange for five provocative eyes, it seems to be laughing at the red beans, "have the ability to kill me, Ye Jiajun's soldiers are not afraid of death, hide and count, I lose."

Especially the black man standing at the forefront, from the appearance of the outside, should be a teenager, the age will never exceed twenty-five, the lips fretting, it seems to be brewing a thick mouth.

Ye Xiaozhan stood by and listened to the resentment of these people, and then said, "This is why you came here to stab?"

Pointing to himself, Ye Wei continued to say, "First of all, I am not a magic species, not a magic species, I have also killed the magic species. I am not a person of Hua Ting or Ye Yunhai, my name is Ye Wei, I don't know. You have not heard my name. If you have heard it, you should be very clear. Yan Huating and Ye Yunhai hate me."

"I have nothing to do with the death of 200,000 Ye Jiajun."

After listening to the lack of leaves, the five black men were silent for a moment. "Are you missing leaves?"

The leaf is short of nodding.

"Hey."

The other party sneered twice. "You are the illegitimate child of General Ye Ye? I want to clear the line in one sentence? When we are fools."

"If you have nothing to do with this, how can you appear here now?" The black man looks at the leaf idiot like an idiot. "If I don't expect it, you should be a court person, or more accurate." It is said that the person who is not the old emperor is the second emperor, or the prince."

"If you are not a royal person, how can you stand here today?"

The black man’s expression is solid. “The general’s office has been fully investigated. Except for the unknown, Huanhua Ting and Ye Yunhai, all of them are thrown into the dungeon. Since you are the leaf, the son of the old general, then you How did you escape this disaster?"

"The old general has an illegitimate son who came to recognize his ancestors. This is not a secret in Luoyang. Ye Yunhai has already passed it out. There is no possibility of missing in Dali Temple unless you are a group."

Hearing here, Ye Xiaoqiu has some admiration for this person's reasoning ability. There is nothing at all, and he is actually said to be the leader. If Ye deficiency is not personal experience, I really think that the truth is like this. I was almost mad at the other side. Ye Yu also pointed to myself. "If it is what I do, what good is it for me?"

The black man said without thinking, "The old general is dead, the generals have become the land of nowhere, and our 200,000 Ye Jiajun has become the thorn in the court. If you can't completely grasp it, you must find a way to destroy it. The south is a coincidence that coincides with its meeting. It is consumed in the battle, and God does not know it."

"If I expected to be good, all this is very likely to be the hand of the old emperor at first, and the second emperor is the specific executor."

After listening to the leaf, he smiled and said, "What role did I have in it? Since Ye Jiajun has been eliminated, my illegitimate child seems to have less value to use."

The lack of leaves really wants to hear who is in the eyes of others, who is the illegitimate child of this general.

The five black men looked at each other and even scorned the lack of leaves at the same time, and then all pointed at themselves, "knowing why."

"Your existence is to lure us!"

"Who told you that 200,000 Ye Jiajun died?"

“Youzhou City is no longer dangerous, there are more people mowing, and there will always be people who break through.”

"Our people who break through the success are the ghosts, the ghosts of your murderers. As long as we have another person, you don't want to live in peace."

After saying this, I also pointed to the generals. "This is the home of the old general. You are not qualified to live here."

"Don't be ashamed!"

"I bother!"

It was a thick sip that spit into the leaves.

It is natural to fly out again, and the expression of the lack of leaves is no longer calm and watery, leaving only impatience and speechless. He was ashamed when he did nothing.

"What else seduce the bait they appear?"

"He is a non-phased practitioner."

“Have you ever seen such a high bait?”

The leaf lacked open mouth. I wanted to explain it. I could look at the five faces opposite, but I didn’t even explain the heart. I lifted the broom and gave it to me. Then I pointed out the door and “Get out.”

Originally, I still had some pity for these survivors of Ye Jiajun. I can watch the temper of these people. The lack of leaves is too lazy to listen to them nonsense, and directly rush.

A few words, but the five black people were screwed up.

“Don't you kill them? Or grab them and get into the prison?”

"Is this leaf defect not the bait that the court is here?"

"After being stabbed, will the assassin be released?"

"What is this routine?"

A lot of problems came out, and these black people didn’t move anyway.

"I don't understand people's words, let's get out of the way?" Red beans blinked and raised their hands, and these people were directly blown out of the house by a gust of wind. The five black men played several rounds in the air. The heavy fall on the ground.

The leaves are lacking in their hands, and the red beans have no psychological burden.

She was short of a few words in the leaves, and her heart is coming.

The cold wind blows in the streets of Luoyang. When the leaves are missing in the generals, the news is quietly passed from the palace. Youzhou founded the country, the ancient bronze door opened, the chaos of the real world, the eight thousand miles west of the wolf smoke, the six countries are about to come, the Tang country is surrounded by songs.

The court is preparing to reverse the case for the general.

Twenty thousand Ye Jiajun is the hero of the Tang Dynasty.

A ceremonial ceremony will be held in three days.

The speed of these messages spread very fast. In just two hours, the entire Luoyang City people were awakened and did not sleep.

How long has the Tang country not encountered this situation?

Countless families began to convene their own members, and there was an endless stream of people on the streets, all of which were in a hurry.

Above the gate of the inner city of the palace, I don’t know when I came to a figure, standing silently in the night wind, standing for a long time, motionless, Ren Feng blows his gown and screams, still does not leave. Outside the two feet, the military minister Huang Hao silently guarded.

Li Yuzhi stood in the palace city and looked at the whole Luoyang City. The news of the Tang Dynasty was sung by the people. The news behind him was also passed down.

The night sky of Luoyang is like the chilly cold water of the cold winter water, the cold wind is cold, Li Zhizhi never noticed, he just looked at the ancient city drowned in the night, and then it was a long heavy sigh. The strategy of attacking Xia Guo was only confirmed. It would not be a problem to shock the six countries. However, he did not have the slightest relief. Instead, he was tortured by a shameless, self-sufficient shame, and he was not yet enthroned. The ancestral mountains began to storm. His heart is as sad as a knife drill.