Reversed

As a result, An Lushan stayed in Luoyang for a longer time.

Of course, another reason for staying in the army is less humane.

Some people found that the grain and grass that King Yong secretly sent to Chen Cang for them was different, usually they couldn't notice anything, but once they took it for a long time, they could only let mermaid.

King Yong hum!King Yong and the Crown Prince Snake and Mouse lived together, and on the surface they lined up with him, deliberately allowing him to force him into Chang'an, but it turned out that they were secretly tampering with food and grass.

Outside the door, two red-clothed women walked in silently, each with their own merits. They both had expressionless faces, but one was cold and beautiful, and the other was wise.

In the past, the Red Clothes Sect founded by Assassin became popular in the government and the public. In addition to Peony, which is the most beloved by Assassin, there are six saints under it who are the most famous, namely Anyu, Tanxue, Huanqing, Nayun and Fufeng. and invite the moon.

In the early years, when the Dihua Palace of the Red Clothes Sect Fenghua Valley was breached, the six saintesses were broken into pieces, and they retreated with their subordinates. It was hard to find them for a while.

Among them, Huanqing and her daughter Yuehua were taken away by Mo Yuheng as a deal, and Nayun was settled by Yuan Mingya and Ye Wei who came to the door because they were in charge of guarding Shensuan Duoduo.

Fufeng died the worst. Back then when the imam's identity was exposed, both the Red Clothes Sect and the Ming Sect sent disciples to pursue him. Fufeng was the only one who managed to discover the imam's whereabouts. Regardless of what happened later, his force value was not enough, so he was captured by Yi Mamu was captured and killed to vent his anger.

After tossing and tossing, only An Yu, Tanxue and Yaoyue are left with the six saintesses.

Now appearing in front of Anlu Mountain are An Yu and Tan Xue. They were ordered by Assassin to stand by in the Spike Army. An Lushan's attention.

"Master An, don't be impatient. Brother Ling's injury is not serious, as long as Xiao pulls out the sword energy in his body that prevents the wound from healing."

The glamorous Tanxue always speaks little, and the one who speaks is An Yu, who is always organized, "It's a pity that I can't do this, so I can only go to Chang'an and ask the leader to help."

Su Mansha touched the unhealed wound on her face subconsciously. She had long heard that there are masters in the world who can injure people with energy and keep them alive. She didn't expect that young man to do it. Both she and him underestimated the enemy.

"Even if we want to go to Chang'an, the food and grass must arrive."

An Qingxu, who had been bored for a long time, interjected coolly, playing with his braid with a golden ring on his chest, "Brother purposely used an empty grain cart to slip away from the Cangyun Army last time, this time the grain transport went much smoother, General Shi didn't mind Accept it."

As an unfavored second son, with a little uncle who is loved all the time, and an elder brother who is loved by both parents, life is also aggrieved.

"Oh, there is also a sister-in-law who will give you a grandson in the coming year. There are so many happy events, why are you angry?"

An Qingxu's sister-in-law is Princess Rongyi who married An Qingzong back then. This Princess Rongyi was originally the posthumous daughter of the deposed emperor Li Chongmao. As an adopted daughter, King Qi might not have a foothold in the imperial city.

I heard that Princess Rongyi also asked to marry his elder brother who was always honored and favored. Heh, didn't he just want to find a backer?

Sure enough, An Lushan's expression softened, and he said calmly, "As soon as the food and grass arrive, pull out the army immediately."

After speaking, his eyes subconsciously glanced at Su Mansha, but he frowned fiercely, and waved them away.

Su Mansha breathed a sigh of relief calmly, disfigured is still good, An Lushan never let her sleep with her again.

After being kicked out, An Qingxu blocked the crowd, reaching out to touch the veiled face, but Su Mansha avoided it.

It is easy to see how high and low the strength of the two is, An Qingxu turned cold and mocked, "How does it feel to be out of favor?"

Su Mansha didn't say anything, she easily backed away, "I still have to take care of Master, let's take a step first."

The value of force is not enough, and he can't even pick up a girl by force. An Qingxu rode his horse to Wulaoguan Prison with his stomach full of anger. In the dark and damp stone prison, only a female general was imprisoned except for the armor and only the red robe and single clothes. Cao Xueyang.

Even though it was a prisoner under the ranks, who had lost all force and was bound by ropes, at the moment An Qingxu entered, the woman who closed her eyes and was dozing off opened her eyes in vain, her penetrating and sharp eyes swept across with great force, and her blood-stained body was stubborn. It's pretty straight.

An Qingxu, who was already holding his breath, directly whipped his whip, new wounds covered old wounds, and the faint smell of blood lingered.

Cao Xueyang bit her lip and said nothing, because of the pain, her body trembled slightly instinctively, her dark hair covered half of her face, her proud and fragile appearance was very attractive.

An Qingxu threw the whip, and pulled Cao Xueyang's hair to force her to look up, revealing the only intact face.

That face was not bad, but it was not as fair and delicate as an ordinary woman should be. After years of exposure to wind and sun, training and marching, her complexion was a healthy brown color. Compared with all kinds of women she had come into contact with, she looked very novel.

Fingers lingered over the eyebrows and eyes, the breath from the nose was weaker than usual, and the ravaged/damaged lips were bright red, attracting people to keep approaching.

An Qingxu subconsciously leaned over, but was startled by a cold gaze and turned his head.

Cao Yanlie, a mountain wolf wearing a half-mask, stood at the door of the prison, his wide cloak wrapped him tightly around him, his gaze was devoid of emotion, looking at An Qingxu was like looking at a dead person.

"I have warned you not to come near my booty or you will die."

An Qingxu let go of the prey with a cold face, turned around and left without saying a word.

He never liked these reckless subordinates under his father, hum!one day...

The sound of venting footsteps gradually disappeared, and Cao Yanlie stepped into the cell, feeling a little dissatisfied.

"Tsk, the wound is open again."

The cool ointment was carefully applied along the wound, and Cao Xueyang, whose clothes were opened due to the application of the medicine, was almost half naked leaning against Cao Yanlie's chest, but there was no ambiguity.

"Why, you didn't kill me?"

Cao Yanlie sneered, "Didn't I say it a long time ago, the blood of the Cao family, besides me, you are the only one left."

Compassionately put together the blood-stained single clothes for the person in his arms, and slid his fingers along the eyebrows and eyes that were similar to his own but softer. Cao Xueyang opened his eyes and looked at the pair of eyes that were close at hand, except for unrealistic and empty ambitions. ,Nothing at all.

Cao Wei Fuguo?It's just empty talk, but there are always people who can't see through it.

"elder brother……"

Cao Xueyang closed his eyes and sighed softly, when will you wake up?

On the cliff Zhaobi, standing against the wind, Lu Yan'er in a red dress with a white background has beautiful eyes, and there are refugees who fled from Chang'an, Luoyang everywhere.

Looking down, all kinds of things in the world come into his eyes.

It is painful for some people to save one person but not the whole world, but Lu Yan'er is unfortunately a little sentimental.

A Mingjiao disciple in charge of secret protection reminded, "My lord, it's time for us to go back."

Lu Yan'er nodded, and was about to leave when she suddenly felt a different wind passing by her side, and her steps froze.

"You go ahead, I'll be there soon."

The disciples of the Ming Cult looked at each other, a little unsure of what the Holy Maiden meant.

At this moment, a charming figure slowly appeared close to Lu Yan'er's body, a faint fragrance floated over, and her slender, white fingers stroked the docile Persian cat with different eyes.

"I advise you to stay away obediently." The charming woman in the red dress who was holding the cat covered her lips and smiled coquettishly, her scarlet nails drifting away from Lu Yan'er's fragile neck, "Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety." The saintess can be intact."

With the hostages in hand, the Ming Cult disciples couldn't help being restrained everywhere. Two of them left first to report the news, while the other two retreated a distance and quietly disappeared.

Seeing that there was no one to bother her, Lu Yan'er blinked her beautiful eyes full of melancholy, and fixed her gaze on the person coming.

"elder sister……"

The visitor took a step back with a charming smile, and scratched the comfortably purring cat in his arms with interest, "Obviously we have never seen it before, how did we recognize it?"

Lu Yan'er's eyes then fell on the beautiful cat of different colors, "Brother once asked me to find a pure-colored Persian cat, with snow-white fur, black paws, dark blue eyes, and dark blue eyes." Let the eyes be green..."

The eldest brother of the Holy Maiden is Shen Jiangxia, the right protector of Mingjiao. He is Lu Weilou's nephew and adopted son. He once had a relationship with Lu Weilou's adopted daughter, Lu Yan'er. The two fell in love with each other, but later they missed each other by accident.

Lu Yan'er stretched out her hand to tease the old cat, but never told the person opposite that there were still pictures of her adopted daughter and some old things in her father's room.

The woman in front of her is exactly the same as the person in that painting. After so many years, the years have not left any marks on her face, except for the unfathomable charming eyes that are always revealed.

With a chill on his face, the red gauze used to cover his face fell into the hands of the other party, and the beautiful face that could only be seen by his future husband was exposed to another woman.

Miligul stared at the face with the shadows of her adoptive parents, feeling a little dazed.

Sure enough, this is a family that is truly related by blood. Her existence is always a bit out of place.

So, so be it, at the end of the day, she has to choose the way of death that suits her best.

The scarlet nails easily scratched Lu Yan'er's tender skin. Before the Ming Cult disciples rushed over in shock, she gently licked off the blood beads on the nails.

Then, just like when she came, that charming woman gradually disappeared into the air without making a sound.

Lu Yan'er bent her fingers subconsciously, a little entangled in whether to keep him, she believed that her father and elder brother wanted to see her very much.

The wound on her face scratched by her nails was itchy, as if there were insects crawling, she raised her hand to caress the wound, the tentacles glowed