[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Pick up the goddess. "

Ao Cun was dumbfounded.

"Follow the lonely king, Ling'er, accept the fate and protect our family."

"Hey? Who's your name?" Ao Cunxin's goosebumps fell all over the floor.

King Xirong smiled heartily: "The lonely king's Central Plains language is not good, but he called the goddess by the wrong name?"

"I...my name is Ao Ling, that's right, but the 'goddess' that the king keeps talking about must be my cousin from Xihai—the wife of Yang Jian, and I am the princess of Donghai..." Ao Cunxin said confidently Talking and talking, I kind of got myself involved.

"How many wives does Yang Jian have? Last time you were with him..." King Xirong was also involved.

Ao Cunxin scolded herself for not even being able to make up a lie, hesitated for a long time, and began to bully him for his bad dialect in the Central Plains, and hummed with her hands behind her back: "Just...just me, why, didn't I make it clear just now? Hey Hey, no one has ever called me 'Linger', why do you act like you know me well? Also, how do you know I'm in Xiqi?"

King Xirong smiled and frowned: "Princess Ling said it well in the letter. It's interesting that she turned her face and refused to recognize anyone after meeting."

"What letter, why can't I understand?"

Suddenly, a whistle sounded into the sky, and the surrounding wind suddenly rose. Dozens of white-clothed men fell from the plum tree, all wearing Central Plains costumes, but the cloth scarves wrapped around their heads revealed their Rongdi identities.A group of white-clothed men did not show their teeth at Ao Cunxin, but formed a circle with their backs to King Xirong in a warning gesture.What they were facing was a circle of cavalry who suddenly surrounded them thirty steps away, and they looked like Zhou Bu in their attire.

The horse's hoof stepped up the snow, and the men in white shook their long arms, and threw out their swords and whips one after another, using brute force to wrap around the horse's leg, and brought down both the horse and the horse.

Without waiting for Ao Cunxin to dissuade him, the sound of arrows raining through the sky had already awakened Yipo Suxue, and behind the cavalry's fallen vision was a circle of gunmen following closely behind.

Thirty steps, at such a close distance, the bow is almost a hundred shots.Even though the Rongdi tribe possessed witchcraft, Zhou Bing's guns were specially prepared for monsters, and the battle situation changed suddenly, blood staining the snowy slope.

"Stop—I have something to say—" Ao Cunxin reluctantly used the water to protect herself, trying to use her identity to stop this sudden bloody battle.But she usually covered her face with a mask in the Zhou camp, and these Zhou soldiers didn't recognize her face at all, they only thought that she was also with King Xirong, not only did not listen to what she was shouting, but regarded her as the leader of the enemy, He stepped up and fired arrows at her and King Xirong.

The king of Xirong was lucky enough to block the sharp arrows shooting from all directions in mid-air, and drew out his sword to cut down the remnants of the cavalry who came close to him. He was distracted and had two arrows stuck in his back.

Seeing that King Xirong and the others were outnumbered, Ao Cunxin didn't forget to protect her. After all, he couldn't bear to watch the blood flow from the two sides, so he turned into a pink dragon and fought hard with dragon scales. With a few arrows, try to grab the Rongdi people who are still alive, and rush to the sky with their tails.

Clouds and thunder rolled, Ao Cunxin was not kind enough to send this group of Da Zhou's enemies all the way home, so after flying not far from Qishan, he randomly found a barren mountain where there were few mortals and lowered the cloud head.

The king of Xirong has magical powers to protect his body, even if the arrows are not ordinary arrows, the strength of ordinary soldiers is not enough to easily shoot him to death.Ao Cunxin saw that he had stopped the bleeding quickly with a spell that he had never seen before, so he said: "Last time you healed my wounds, this time we are cleared up, don't come to trouble me in the future, especially don't do anything wrong The drug addicted to trouble me!"

King Xirong had just died of many of his subordinates, and he was resentful, shaking his head and said: "The lonely king was afraid that he would meet Zhou people after a long delay, so he wanted to take Princess Ling away first, and then talk slowly when he went back, but in the end he still met. "

Ao Cunxin didn't bother to reason about the words without speculating, and after a blank look at him, he wanted to be lucky, suddenly felt his legs were sore and weak, and his internal energy was turbid, he couldn't help being startled, and looked at King Xirong suddenly, seeing He lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, but he seemed to be smiling slightly, and suddenly he was furious: "Hey! What did you do to me?"

"Take it," King Xirong threw her a long green grass, "Eat it and it will be fine."

Ao Cunxin sniffed the blade of grass, and found it fresh and pleasant, thinking it was not some kind of poison, she chewed it suspiciously, and stared at King Xirong intently with angry eyes.

The King of Xirong seemed to have sensed the glaring gaze from the distance, and raised his eyes to meet Ao Cunxin. The twilight of the setting sun cast a shadow on his dark face, "Brothers are carrying pox poison on their bodies, Princess Ling just touched They will naturally get infected."

"Pox poison?" Ao Cunxin's face changed slightly, and he was keenly aware of a huge conspiracy hidden in the short explanation, "You brought the pox poison as far away as Xiqi?"

"The Goddess deserves to be a Goddess, and her reaction is not slow." King Xirong approached the astonished Ao Cunxin step by step, his clear eyes were still honest and harmless, "All the Zhou soldiers who fought with us just now will be infected with pox, and they will bring the pox to you again." Go back to the barracks and guess what will happen next?"

Ao Cunxin almost forgot that the barbarian tribes have been like this since ancient times, they either lived with vigorous beasts, or coexisted with poisonous insects, snakes and scorpions, they were naturally cunning.

She made up her mind and took two steps back, "I guess nothing will happen. The poison develops so quickly, and Zhou Bing, who was exposed to the poison, will soon find out that something is wrong and take immediate measures."

"The lonely king knows." The king of Xirong said in a low voice, the voice was like a storm coming at night, and his big hands clasped Ao Cunxin's shoulders tightly, making her unable to retreat any more. "The lonely king said from the beginning that this trip to Xiqi It's just to pick up the goddess. As for the pox, it's just to show off Zhou Bing who dares to block the way."

"Such a powerful poison is only used for...as a prestige?"

"Princess Ling is very worried. There is a saying in your Central Plains called 'use everything to the best of its ability'. The Gu Wang has already sent someone to give this poison to the disciples of Jiejiao. After tonight, everyone in the Zhou camp must be feverish and sick. Ning, in just three days, particles will grow all over your body, and you will be unable to move your shoes. At that time, the army will not be able to form an army, and it will collapse if it is not attacked."

Ao Cunxin struggled violently, but he didn't move.

"Don't worry, Princess Ling, it's getting late now, you can't report in time."

"Despicable!" Ao Cunxin spat in a trembling voice after being imprisoned by Xirong King, unable to fight back.

"Soldiers never tire of cheating—this is an old saying in your Central Plains."

"You said that I was a goddess who descended from the sky during the sacrificial ceremony, right? You send the antidote to Zhou Ying, and I will go with you! Otherwise, I will immediately cut off my tendons and destroy your family spirit!"

"Send the antidote to Yang Jian?" King Xirong said the word "Yang Jian" in a very standard way.

"I'm talking about the entire weekly camp!"

"Okay, Zhou Ying." The king of Xirong readily agreed, and ordered two men in white to go back to Xirong to get the antidote, "Princess Ling, let's go too. By the way, the witchcraft of our Qiang people is no faster than that of a goddess. It will take three days to go back and forth, which is already the fastest speed, forgive me."

Ao Cunxin gritted her teeth: "If I hear about Zhou Ying in three days..."

"No, the lonely king will keep what he says."

burn one's boats

The wind and sand in western Xinjiang raged in the overwhelming night, and Ao Cunxin began to complain about the long-lasting effect of Ningxiang Pills. He always hoped that Xiaotiangou would find himself in trouble soon, and worried that everyone in Zhouying would not be infected with pox and detoxify. no.

The king of Xirong was so smart that he didn't take her back to his tribe. Instead, he temporarily settled in the depths of the vast desert. Every day, accompanied by the newborn sun, he took a drop of blood from Ao Cunxin's fingertips to sacrifice to the sky, and then carefully used it with witchcraft. Healed the small wound with secret techniques, and served her attentively during the day. Apart from locking her soul in her body to prevent her body from coming out, she did everything else.The local land gods obeyed the order of King Xirong, and dared not reveal the news.

Ao Cunxin doesn't understand why her dragon blood pleases the heavens for Xirong, and enjoys them a drop every day with nothing to do, but she really likes the game cooked by the people of Xirong, which is burnt on the outside and tender on the inside. In the future, I plan to develop the dream-entry skill without a teacher while being bored.She had rarely dealt with mortals before, so she had never tried this simple spell that cultivators often use on mortals.

"Liu Chenxiang, get out of here!" Ao Cunxin stood in a dreamland with her waist thrust into nothingness, the red dress made of plum petals set off her delicate face with upside-down brows, "Zhou Ying must have detoxified a long time ago, Why hasn't anyone come to rescue me yet? Did you tell them about my misfortune that I fell into the hands of King Xirong?"

The illusory dream changed with Gao Yang's voice, and all kinds of horrible visions were looming.

In the dream, Chen Xiang still looked like a young Mingxiu, and quickly apologized: "Auntie, calm down, it's not easy for us to meet, if we turn this place into a horror nightmare and wake me up when I turn around, I won't be able to speak Well."

Ao Cunxin almost laughed angrily: "I'd like to hear what you have to say, brat! I discussed it well when I went to meet you in the Zhaixing Tower, and slowly created some false evidence of my correspondence with Daji. I'm playing a bad guy who eats inside and out, so why are the Qiang people involved? You want to kill me, so just use the power of the King of Shang to condemn me to death!"

"Get rid of your anger, get rid of your anger..." Chen Xiang stammered, as if it was difficult to say, but under his aunt's anger, he didn't dare to tell the truth, "I didn't dare to talk to my aunt before, the plan I discussed with Xiaoyu was actually ... Let uncle misunderstand that you are in love with someone else, but who this person is, you have to choose from your side. The first time we heard you mention King Xirong, we felt that this plan was feasible, so we secretly copied the handwriting in your letter Copy it, rewrite a few and send it to Xirong..."

Ao Cunxin tried her best to suppress her shock and anger without slapping Liu Chenxiang on the face.

"No, look, half a month ago I heard that Zhou Bing picked up the old clothes and face you left behind.