Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

The gate of the fortress is opened, and the flags are one hundred thousand...

next moment.

The opened pupils were burning with fire.

Hundreds of commanders, ten commanders, hundreds of adjutants, commanders of all armies... draw their swords one by one.

The will of 10 people is as strong as steel, and their swords are raised high.

The bloody battlefield is looming, and the frontier of the desert is looming.

Vaguely invincible...

"For our king—"

The boy took a deep breath.

Immediately, the voice echoed in the sky, and it lingered for a long time.

"—Crush it!!!"

ps: The hot-blooded stage of the second year is coming to an end. I am so panicked that I don’t have any feedback. The silence period is really bad, I can't see what kind of posture the readers are in... Bah, the state.After two days, it will return to the state of dog food.I'm really panicking.I suspect that in life, you will understand me. If you don’t speak, I will acquiesce. If you will praise me, if you don’t speak, I will also acquiesce. That’s great, readers are so kind, hehehe.

Chapter 150 Four Puppet Boy's Tiankeng

One book of credentials, one order.

The army is as powerful as a prison, and the horse rides three hundred miles on the frontier.

The sound of victory and triumph echoed in the early autumn, and the sky was filled with pale gold colors to decorate a warm and luxurious chapter.

The surrender of foreigners has always been empty talk, and only power can guarantee eternal dominance. To subdue this pack of wolves, even if they don't sign the contract, they can make them kneel on the ground obediently while singing conquest while Thomas turns 359 degrees.

Now, if they want to regain some vitality, the Huns have to shrink their yang for a year and insist on not letting go.

The commander-in-chief temporarily returned to Yandi to repair the troops and horses, and reminded everyone in Yanxuan that they had no other thoughts. Yan Ce got the permission of the king of Yan, walked into the treasury, walked past the ancient national treasure, and walked to the dusty bookshelf. I'm disappointed again.

By the shore of Yishui.

One day in early autumn, Yan Ce decided to leave the country to supervise Yan Xuan to carry out the bad policy of recuperating and promoting commerce. If it was implemented correctly, the state government would naturally be short-lived, and the nobles were all anxious under Qin's terror and tyranny, and did not dare to proceed. Exploitation, so that the people of the lower class of Yan can live relatively comfortably, and the orphans can also be well adopted.

In a sense, Young Master Yan Ce's revenge succeeded.

Swords open mountains and rivers.

Chase foreigners for hundreds of thousands of miles.

Surprisingly, Yanxuan accepted this ending calmly. Although he lost, he did not give up the idea of ​​resisting Qin. The army stationed in Yandi had no formal reason and naturally withdrew to Handan in batches. A real battle to destroy the country.

"Most of Yan Taizidan's slips have been burned, I want... it hurts!"

Yu leaned against the tree, his body was so painful that he couldn't help but tense, his delicate little hands rested on the young man's palms, and his feet crazily kicked Yan Ce who was rubbing the medicine on her.

"I said Xianyu, knowing the pain, you still rushed so hard towards the enemy leader. If someone hadn't pulled you, you would have cut the right sage king of the Yue family into minced meat. That would be a dead body. Duan, little sister, are you planning to make human meat dumplings?"

Yan Ce held Yu's ankle straight and laid it flat on the ground, then rolled up her long sleeves to hold her hand and wiped away the congealed blood from the elbow wound.

"I'll deal with the sprained ankle later, don't move around."

Yu raised his pink neck, his bright and clear eyes reflected the boy's face, and said, "Scum."

"Is this the attitude towards a benefactor?"

After applying the medicine, Yan Ce simply finished bandaging, raised his hand and scratched the girl's armpit.

"It's so itchy-"

The cute mouthless girl held back her laughter, her body shook violently a few times, followed by a silent glare.

"Xianyuer, stretch your hooves."

"Don't call me Xianyu..."

Yu shrunk his legs and lowered his head, his expression was a little strange, his face turned white and red with anger, the dark red skirt pressed down on his legs, he closed his eyes and reluctantly took off his short boots, hesitating for a while, his calf crossed On the boy's knees.

The snow-white skin of the calf makes people fascinated by the unknown area inside, and it feels soft and slender when touched.

After taking off the white socks which were nearly thirty centimeters long, the sprained ankle was red and swollen, and the ankle twisted uncomfortably, moving away from Yan Ce.

Yan Ce picked up her heel calmly, lowered his head to check the toes, looked at them for a moment, and said, "It will be fine after two days of rest after bandaging."

The tension of sensitive and shy feet being held by the opposite sex, even the most speechless girl can't be indifferent, especially after the autumn wind blows, it feels strange without cloth wrapping.

"By the way, that, shouldn't girls' feet be seen by the opposite sex? Why don't you wait a while, I'll turn my back and bandage yourself."

"..."

stare--

After taking it off, I just remembered.

The scum that specializes in playing with beautiful girls.

Yu's body was trembling with anger, just when he was about to kick the lunatic's face with his spare little foot and ravage it, while Yan Ce on the other side had already finished simple disinfection, and applied cool ointment on his swollen ankle , The gauze was wrapped quickly and securely in circles.

"Huh, huh..."

"Don't be so angry, don't you think it hurts now?"