Attacked that prince!

Zan Lang's situation is not as good as expected, but it is not worse. Qu Muting has seen too many reports about this kind of report, but he never thought that one day the person he loves the most will be killed by this evil Dongzi. Controlling, she had done enough preparations in her heart, gritted her teeth and watched Zan Lang's pain and torture again and again, but she could only be cruel again and again, she had no choice!

The silk shirt on Zan Lang's body was already wet with sweat, Qu Muting hugged Zan Lang to prevent her from hurting herself, in order to prevent Zan Lang from tearing herself again, Qu Muting tied up her hands and feet with cloth, but even Even so, it still couldn't stop Zan Lang from struggling again and again.

And every time after the effect of the medicine, it was their victory. Seeing Zan Lang dripping with sweat but finally calmed down, Qu Muting finally let go of the hanging heart and untied the cloth on Zan Lang's hand , while rubbing and applying the ointment, looking at the bruises and criss-cross marks on the wrist, the eyes slowly turned red.

She doesn't know when this will be the end, and when Zan Lang will recover completely, the only thing she knows is that she will accompany Zan Lang, step by step, until the final victory , until defeating this evil devil!

Zan Lang had just had a fierce fight with the devil, and now he was a little exhausted. He lay down on the bed, panting and snuggled up to the princess. It wasn't the Crown Princess who tied her up immediately, and Zan Lang didn't know whether he could continue to persevere.

But when she carried it over again, when that heart-piercing feeling of sweating came, she had a sense of accomplishment, just like now, it was a sense of accomplishment of defeating the devil, even Those who were uncertain in the past have become certain at this moment.

With a belief in her heart, why would she disappoint her beloved woman so much?

"Don't be too busy." Zan Lang pulled the crown princess over, put his arms around her, and rubbed against her lightly, like a cat that had been away from home for a long time finally found its home: "Let me see your face, in case What if there is a scar?"

Qu Muting was helping Zan Lang untie the silk on his feet, when she pulled her, he immediately lost his balance and fell on Zan Lang's body, looking at Zan Lang's wet eyes, Qu Muting frowned in his heart, and raised his hand to help him. Looking at her eyebrows and eyes: "It's okay, everything is almost fine. Are you tired? I made ginseng soup in the kitchen, and I will drink some ginseng soup to replenish Qi later."

"I feel a little, a little relaxed." Zan Lang smiled, and brushed away the broken hair on Qu Muting's face: "It's just a different feeling from before. In the past, every time the medicine took effect, I would feel very hopeless. The eyes are all black, it is a feeling of not being able to see the future and hope, what is more afraid of seeing your eyes with stars, I am afraid that you will be disappointed."

"How can I be disappointed in you, I won't." Qu Muting leaned over and blocked Zan Lang's lips: "I will never be disappointed in you. You are my belief, so you must not Fall down, you must not!"

Zan Lang's eyebrows and eyes were warm, and he held the princess's lips, deepening the kiss. There was still a messy silk on her hand that had not been untied, and the silk slipped down her wrist and fell into the palm of the princess. The two of them were tied together, and the lips that held the princess's lips deepened little by little, constantly absorbing the warmth she had missed for a long time.

On the city wall of Zhulu City, firearms had already been set up. Jiang Lou paced on top of the city tower with a somewhat indifferent expression. He looked up at the place where Zan Lang was camped in the distance, and he could vaguely see the smoke curling up from the kitchen. And then into the cloud, until it's never seen again.

"Where do you store the remaining firearms?" Zan Lang tucked his luxurious cloak, with a dignified expression, like a young man who doesn't know much about the world, but the worry on his brows can be seen at a glance.

Chang Xun, who was by his side, hurriedly replied: "In the camp at the rear, if my people handle it carefully, there will be no problem."

"Zan Lang alone is fine, but now even Zan Zixin is here, we have to deal with it carefully." Jiang Lou stroked the cold cannon with his hand, and after a little thought, he said: "Put the gun|powder in the rear camp , it’s really inappropriate, if they sneak attack, wouldn’t you and I have no ability to fight back?”

"What do you think?" Chang Xun looked disdainful, but his attitude was respectful.

"I thought? Let me do everything, what do you want?" Jiang Lou reprimanded unceremoniously: "Now, Zan Zixin is staring at us with hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. If you can't do small things well, how can you have the confidence to think that you can defeat Zan Zixin!"

Chang Xun was scolded for no reason, and he didn't know how to refute it. He didn't think there was anything wrong with storing firearms in the camp at the back, so he tentatively asked: "Then why not put them in the big village in front, so that we can keep them under strict surveillance. I came here just in case. What do you think?"

"Take strict precautions and don't ask Zan Lang's people to sneak attack." Jiang Lou said with a weary expression, "Zan Lang is guarding us, but he has not sent troops for a long time. There is no point in going on like this for a quick battle so that we can go north. Join up with the father and king, and then capture the king city in one fell swoop."

Chang Xun: "What the son said is absolutely true."

It's not that Fei Xun has no opinions, it's just that his status as the son of the world makes him have no room to speak. Moreover, the situation is dangerous now, and he has already suffered a big loss in Zan Lang's hands, which has offended King Pingyao. Now he is naturally looking forward to this The lonely little prince can charge into the battle, if he can successfully win Zan Lang and win the round, it is also because of his assistance, if he can't, then no wonder he is!

There was a flash of cruelty in the corner of Chang Xun's eyes, and he heard Jiang Lou say: "In my opinion, the moonlight must be good tonight, why don't you take advantage of tonight and give Zan Lang a little bit of trouble first."

"Tonight? Are you in a hurry?" Chang Xun was startled, he didn't expect this young man to be so decisive.

"You have been preparing for so many years, why are you not even daring to make a surprise attack?" Jiang Lou looked at Chang Xun coldly: "Could it be that Master Chang's meritorious deeds are all blown out, and the inside is just reckless?"

Enraged by him, Chang Xun clenched his fists instantly: "Since the prince has decided to make a surprise attack, let's make a surprise attack tonight."

"A surprise attack?" Qu Muting was a little nervous, the battle was imminent, even though she was mentally prepared, she was still very nervous: "What does Uncle Wang mean, is to make a surprise attack tonight?"

Zan Zixin nodded: "According to my observation of the weather, there are no stars and no moon tonight, and there is a cloudy wind, which can catch people by surprise. Chang Xun has firearms in his hands. If he can light a fire, he can blow Chang Xun to ashes!"

Zan Lang looks pretty good these days, and he has never had another drug addiction. Hearing what Zan Zixin said, he answered, "I'll go with Uncle Wang."

"no!"

"no!"

Two voices sounded at the same time, Qu Muting looked at Zan Zixin with grateful eyes, then stood behind Zan Lang and did not continue speaking.From the standpoint of her lover, she can't say too much, but also from the standpoint of her lover, she has to say it.

Seeing this, Zan Zixin sighed and said, "Your Highness, don't be willful. It's just a night attack, why bother you and me? That's too much for Chang Xun." Zan Zixin looked a little disdainful and contemptuous.

"Yes, what Uncle Wang said is reasonable." Qu Muting actively agreed, and then carefully glanced at Zan Lang, pretending to be like a little wife, grabbing Zan Lang's sleeves, blinking pitifully, wanting to say something Looking at the appearance, Zan Lang's heart softened.

Zan Lang looked at the two people who were blocking him, and finally sighed: "I'm just suggesting, and I don't have to go. If that's the case, then I'll work hard for Uncle Wang."

"I will give it to Your Highness to win the lottery, and let the king of Pingyao kill him." Zan Zixin waved his sleeves proudly, and walked away.

The dark clouds in the sky began to spread little by little until the dim moonlight was completely covered, leaving only the shadows of trees and figures swaying faintly. Zan Zixin led a team of people and hurried forward along the path.This is the raid team he trained, and its combat capability is several times stronger than that of ordinary soldiers!

The flying tiger's claws hooked the city wall, and the well-trained man in black quickly climbed up the city wall, covered the guard's mouth, and then just heard a "click", twisted the man's neck, and dragged him away. Go to a dark corner, quickly put down the cloud ladder, pull the rest of the people up the city wall, and then quickly disappear into the city.

Zan Zixin's goal this time is very clear, it is aimed at Chang Xun's cannon, but when he pushed open the door that was supposed to support the cannon, Zan Zixin realized something was wrong.

He saw a little fire in the dark room, and then the fire gradually increased, and he saw the young man in a white Confucian shirt, with a cold face, put out the fire in his hand, stood there holding a candlestick, looking at Zan Zixin Said: "I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Zan Zixin's subordinates immediately drew out their swords vigilantly, and placed them in front of Zan Zixin, looking at Jiang Lou who was not far away.

Jiang Lou snorted lightly, and casually threw a piece of clothes at Zan Zixin: "Put on." Then he walked out of the room on his own.

Zan Zixin shook off his clothes and took a look. They were the clothes of Chang Xun's army. He looked at Jiang Lou's back and squeezed the clothes tightly in his hands for a long time. He felt that something was different, but he couldn't do anything about it.

Jiang Lou was cold all over, standing at the door waiting for Zan Zixin silently, scratching lightly with the tip of his toes on the ground, each stroke was Zan Zixin's name, writing on it and then erasing it, repeating this, until finally stopped On that stroke, he curled his mouth and smiled softly.

The smile was very shallow, but it was warm, and it was a smile that had disappeared from Jiang Lou's face for a long time.

"What do you mean?" Zan Zixin saw Jiang Lou when he came out, but the fleeting smile made him forget what he wanted to say.

"Let your people go back." Jiang Lou stood up straight: "Chang Xun's fire | medicine storehouse, you are enough."

He purposely dismissed Chang Xun just to give Zan Zixin a chance, and this was also the last chance he could give Zan Zixin!

The author has something to say: My eyes have been hurting for two days, and I made up a big scene of blindness in my brain. It's so ups and downs.

Farewell