Dragon Ancestor, We Must Save

Yan Ce seemed to look at a small official in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, and further persuaded him: "Also... the information I want to get can be obtained by sending people to the Chu State to spy more, it is nothing more than a waste of a few days time."

After a long silence, Mr. Changping smiled wryly, and said: "Xiang Jia, Yu, you are only a few years old, and the king of Chu actually ordered him to marry you. It is no different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth. This dream of a great country will eventually come to naught. What a pity! .”

Yan Ce's eyes changed, and he got to some blind spots.

What the hell, my brother Yu, how old is the child!

Chapter 290 The third is to sleep

That man disguised as a woman is still a fake.

Why is Chu State so picky...

After being beaten to the door by the Qin State, he was reluctant to send a woman to marry him. Is the Chu State's female resources so scarce?Taking a light-year back, it was a man surnamed Xiang who claimed to be Yu who came to marry her in women's clothing. Yan Ce can still give this kind of behavior a name of righteousness, but the key is that even the name of "Yu" in women's clothing It's all fake!

Why is the big country that has dominated the south for hundreds of years so picky? This kind of behavior can be regarded as a marriage under the formal model. Even the Qinlou Chuguan of other people's family pays attention to the real thing, at most it is not a show. Selling one's body, and selling one's body will cost more money is well known.

As for the state of Chu, even a female creature is reluctant to take it out!

This is called prostitution!

Ten thousand words of national abuse in Yan Ce's heart could not cover up the righteous resentment, the young man himself felt that if he didn't wipe out the Chu royal family, he would be sorry for them daring to take such a risk and insult his eyes.

The evidence is in hand.

counterattack.

In the early morning, the shadow of the moon can be vaguely seen in the gradually blue sky, and the boy stepped out of the prison.

After deceiving a bunch of useful and useless information, Mr. Changping was finally able to rest quietly in the mahjong pile for a while without being harassed by Yan Ce.

Yan Ce played mahjong all night hard, and forced the three guards to collapse. The drowsy exhaustion swept over and over again like a wave. When he came out, his brain was dizzy, and his voice that had been shouting all night seemed to be A little hoarse, barely able to speak aloud.

Physical strength has never been Young Master Ce's strong point, even if Yan Ce consciously made up for the serious partiality of his abilities, the effect was not high.Under the deliberate training of Yan King Shu Yanxuan and Prince Dan, Shaoyun Ling, the puppet of Yan Kingdom, only seeks to be as bright as a momentary youth.

According to the language of the game, it can be described as follows: Yan Cejiang, Ascension learned reset skills, stealth, disguise, strength and other junk skills or attributes are all abolished, and the extra attribute points are all fucking speed points, Stack towards A+++ or EX level, give me a blast, and there will be a few more attribute values ​​for anything, add all the strength.

In the "National War" organization, as long as the speed is fast enough, death will not catch up with you. The purpose is still quite popular among Gongzi Ce's fans. After all, assassination and immediate retreat are just a matter of an instant.

Everyone in the assassin circle knows that it is impossible to complete an assassination in the mode of "a certain assassin carrying a ship-cutting knife against a hundred thousand Qin troops to chase and kill the Star Destroyer around Kunlun Mountain".

Yan Ce, who has a serious bias, is like a cheetah with super high sensitivity and no stamina. He is the first in sprinting to make up the knife, and his battery life needs to be improved.

The young man leaned on the wall, and it was difficult to open his eyelids after they were closed, and they closed immediately after they opened.

Just now, Mr. Changping was calm and complacent, all supported by a breath of energy, but now he is naturally exhausted and sleepy comes rushing in.

Unsteadily, he pushed the door in a roughly uniform direction and entered.

The smell of the room was a bit familiar, and his last remaining consciousness could distinguish this thing. He was very sleepy, and his consciousness began to become more and more blurred. In his mind, angels and demons symbolized rationality and sensibility, and it was rare to reach a consensus—sleep.

The "squeak" sound of the distant long wind whistling and pulling the windows gave Yan Ce's body a cold signal.

Climb onto the bed and hug the soft quilt tightly.

For a moment, a cold and annoyed "Huh?" echoed in the boy's ears.

"Hey, sleep peacefully."

Yan Ce fell asleep in a second, rubbing the soft and pleasant-smelling quilt in his arms, the tiredness and pallor on his face gradually subsided, and the strong drowsiness forced him to fall into a deeper sleep.

"..."

The air was still for about ten seconds.

The room was not Yan Ce's, but the Devil's lady next door. The moment she was hugged by Yan Ce, she immediately woke up from her sleep.

"Recently, have you let down your vigilance, Young Master Yan Ce..."

Miss Lingshi's face was very ugly. Even though he was surrounded by a layer of quilt and his head was resting on her chest, the sleeping Yan Ce did not notice that the soft pillow he was resting on was slightly undulating, and the boy's hair followed his dishonesty. Rubbing and leaking onto the snow-white skin on the edge of the collarbone, itching.

His murderous gaze, like a sharp blade, cast on that calm and smiling sleeping face, wishing to pierce his face right away.

No one wants to wake up from sleep with a boy who can only irritate people.

"Young Master Ce!"

Miss Lingshi's impression of Yan Ce has changed now, from an attitude of non-recyclable garbage to an evil in this world that should be destroyed humanely.

Before, even if she and him went too far, they stopped at words, and there were very few irregularities. No, it should be said that she did not take any unnecessary actions. It was Yan Ce who wanted to get in touch with her unilaterally. Yan Ce, who just came back all night and early in the morning, is now lying on her bed, on her body, which doubles the unhappiness in Miss Shi's heart, and she wants to chew Yan Ce's bones and flesh with her small white teeth broken.

Miss Lingshi stretched out her tender fingers and stood still in the air, as if she was wondering whether to violate her creed and give him a physical trial neatly.

However, during the brief moment of hesitation, Yan Ce slept more soundly, and was not surprised by the strong killing intent from the very beginning.

"Stupid, don't grab your hair."

The ghost-like woman pulled her long hair out from between Yan Ce's fingers, her body began to tremble slightly, she was angry, super angry.

The cold and oppressive breath spread, causing Miss Shi to turn her body sideways, her white feet stretched out from the warm quilt, and ruthlessly pushed into the boy's thigh, and she struggled away.

The white and clear and indifferent face showed a rosy luster due to anger. The woman sat on the edge of the bed and rolled the quilt over Yan Ce's body. She was kicked into the bed and slept like a dead pig. cast.

It would save her trouble to hold it until she woke up from the heat.

Bare feet stepped on the floor, and there was a series of "tap-tap--" very slight touch sounds. The woman picked up the light blue formal dress on the table with her fingertips, draped it over her body, and quickly tied up the long black hair that had been let down. Tightening the pajamas to cover the skin at the neckline, he looked back at the writhing Yan Ce.

The morning sun rose, and the twilight fell on her quilt.