The Sword of Fast Time Traveling Xiumei GL

Ming Qian waved his hand and told the surrounding people to put down their weapons. He patted Nan Huaimu on the back and asked, "How did you get here? The troupe chased you away?"

The people around saw that Nan Huaimu was really a child of the eldest lady's family, so they walked away and continued to do their own things.Nan Huaimu raised his head slightly, licked Ming Qian's neck, then bit down and said, "I really miss you so much."

"Miss me?" Ming Qian said coldly, "Is this where you came from?"

Nan Huaimu smiled and asked, "Isn't it?"

Ming Qian didn't put on a good face, she glanced at the soldiers in the distance, and said lightly: "Hurry up and go back after sightseeing."

"I'll go back with you too."

Ming Qian looked back at her and saw Nan Huaimu with a smile on his face, thought she was just casually mentioning it, and ignored her.

As a result, Nan Huaimu stayed.

In the wild on the outskirts of the mountains, there is no good place to live, and it is cold and windy. The whole family thinks that their quilts are not thick enough, and no one will give anything to Nan Huaimu.

Nan Huaimu found a tree at random, picked a strong branch, lay on it, and watched Ming Qian from a distance, assuming an elusive posture.

When everyone came back to their senses, they found that Ming Qian had eaten spicy food for several days.These foods have styles and ingredients from various places, most of them are wild vegetables, mixed with some hare meat, it smells extremely spicy from a distance.

Ming Qian was enjoying his meal, so he didn't chase Nan Huaimu away, and took care of all his physical needs by the way.

A few days later, the first attack from Hubei came, and a group of bandit-like guys raised their hatchets to talk about the revolution. The local police failed to carry it out, and lost to this group of guys who lacked tactics but had great strength.

The boss couldn't stand it anymore, and called Ming Qian to leave quickly, Ming Qian packed up his things and set off happily.

As soon as Ming Qian made a move, nothing happened immediately.

Later, people from Hunan also called, and Mingqian hadn't returned to the imperial court yet, so they solved it together.A group of people praised Mingqian for being more of a bandit than a bandit, like a copycat boss.

When Ming Qian was fighting, he really had the spirit of a gangster. His every move was like something out of a textbook. He beat people mercilessly, but he became excited when he saw blood, and the mole at the corner of his eye looked like a drop of blood.

Nan Huaimu followed Ming Qian with a smile all the time, Ming Qian wanted to kill someone, she handed the knife, Ming Qian was thirsty, she handed water.

When Ming Qian was fighting, he was afraid that the little pet would be injured, so he chased Nan Huaimu away several times.

Sensing Ming Qian's state of mind, Nan Huaimu said, "Are you still afraid that you won't be able to protect me?"

Ming Qian was silent for a while, then got up and left.It's not that she doubts her own strength, it's just that she doesn't understand her emotions.She thought that she loved this little actor at best, but now she has the idea of ​​living together. She is afraid that the little actor will be injured and suffers, and she wants the little actor to return to the greenhouse in Peking as soon as possible, and wait for her go back.

After she goes back, they can live together for a long time.

Ming Qian took a breath, straightened his military uniform with a mink scarf, took off his black boots and went to bed.

Not long after, Nan Huaimu also came over, got into the bed, and hugged her waist.

Ming Qian patted Nan Huaimu's head, thinking of his past.She knew from a long time ago that she was waiting for someone, but she didn't know who that person was, what he looked like, or what his name was.

She didn't know what love at first sight is until she met Nan Huaimu's eyes in the living room that day.

If the two can live forever, let's be together.

Ming Qian thought, a few years would be a few years, if God took her life away early, it should be taken as fate, and should not be forced.

Halfway through, a group of guys who restored the monarchy rushed out, trying to take advantage of the chaos to break into the president's house.

The president's personal guards stopped him for a while, and the president felt that his life was in danger, so he hurriedly told Ming Qian to leave the front and go back to defend Beiping first.

But at that time Mingqian had gone a little far, and it was unrealistic to bring a group of people back. The road from the valley to Beiping was rough and bumpy, so they could only cross back in batches.

On a cold spring night, Ming Qian discussed strategic deployment with several military advisors.

Although several people have a sense of mission to lead the army to defend the country, but the wolves and tigers in the front are hungry, and the compound is on fire in the back. No matter who takes people back, it will be a loss to the output of the main body, and it may make both sides unhappy.

Ming Qian thought for a while, and felt that the fighting in Hunan and Hubei had almost ceased, so he said, "Why don't I hurry back, give me a car, and I'll take five people away."

One person disagreed: "Everything is organized there, what use are five people doing?"

Several people couldn't stop arguing, Nan Huaimu said: "Actually, we can go back together."

The surroundings were instantly quiet.

"Why go back together, you think the flames here are used to roast rabbits?"

Nan Huaimu pointed out a line on the map.

This route was just figured out by her. She didn't need to go through mountains and rivers, as long as she took down a point of the enemy and took the resources there, she could walk back on the road in a fair and honest manner.

It was considered to be a half old lair there, so the troops would naturally not be weak, so no one had brought up this idea, and it was completely regarded as an unfeasible move.

Someone mocked Nan Huaimu contemptuously, using "impossible" as an excuse.

Ming Qian looked at the map for a while, lowered his eyes and said, "That's it."

"Miss? No one has been to this end, what if it is a dead end."

Ming Qian said: "Catch the thief first and capture the king first, even if it is a dead end, if we hit here, we will be considered as doing our duty."

After finishing speaking, it was considered that the strategy had been decided, and the group returned to their respective tents. The next day, they set off fully armed.

Mingqian's army attacked straight in, broke through the gate, and chopped people inside.In the panic, Ming Qian couldn't see Nan Huaimu's figure. After searching carefully, he found that the little opera singer had almost sneaked to the other side of the enemy's command room.

It would be good if we could get the military information on the opposite side, but one can imagine the danger there.

Ming Qian was about to call Nan Huaimu back, when suddenly, a rope came out from the room and tied Nan Huaimu firmly.

"Don't move! Your people are in my hands!" The general of the enemy camp shouted.

Ming Qian shrank his pupils sharply and stared at Nan Huaimu, a little in disbelief.The little actor was caught right under her nose, this realization made her furious and deeply blamed herself.

"Miss, let me just say that person is a drag!" The person next to her leaned over and said, "Leave her alone, she's just a bed warmer. If we take this stronghold, we'll win!"

"Shut up." Ming Qian gritted his teeth and said.

"Miss, the president is still waiting for you, you can't delay now!"

Another person came to the side, scolding Nan Huaimu, and complained to Ming Qian: "I really don't understand, why bring a singer to the battlefield, can she kill people? Can she hold a gun?"

Ming Qian glanced at the person who was speaking, but didn't answer, just took two steps forward and shouted: "Everyone stop!"

There was a crash, the weapons fell all over the ground, but the group had backbone and refused to raise their hands above their heads.

This cry woke Nan Huaimu up from his stupor.

Nan Huaimu felt that her body lost strength for a moment, but fortunately she was woken up by the rage in her heart. The rope that bound her was somewhat effective, and it was stained with evil spirits. For cultivators, if they are not careful, they may fall , fortunately she woke up in time.

She saw Ming Qian's nervous eyes, and realized that her current situation would make Ming Qian worry, she was already excited and joyful.She hastily summoned three small swords, commanded the sword intent with her mind to draw bright colors, and cut off the rope at once.

Nan Huaimu jumped on top of Xiaojian, and Yujian came in front of Mingqian and grabbed her hand.

The enemy officer who was about to laugh wildly, and the friendly army who was insulting Nan Huaimu, all shut their mouths tightly at the same time.

No one saw clearly what was going on, all they knew was that for some reason, this little actor managed to escape, as if he had cast a spell on him.

Ming Qian saw Nan Huaimu's little sword, but didn't ask any further questions. He just patted her head and said, "It's good that I'm not dead."

Nan Huaimu smiled and said, "How can I die? I will live longer than you."

"Don't talk too much." Ming Qian took out a gun and handed it to Nan Huaimu, "The sword is not good, take this." Targets and the like, the recoil is small, and the price is expensive.

Nan Huaimu finished a few laps in his hand, then raised his gun, and brushed past the enemy's earlobe with one shot, breaking the big lock of the door.The brass lock fell to the ground abruptly, and the door creaked open.

The people around were speechless, and even if they uttered a few sentences, they were stuttering praises: "You, you can actually hold a gun."

Ming Qian couldn't help laughing, she waved the people behind her to fight forward, they stepped on the enemy's body and broke through the last line of defense.

After that, everyone quickly went back to rescue the president, and rushed to the gate of Beiping with the last step, saving this piece of stability.

Around here, small-scale struggles were constantly going on, and Mingqian led people to sweep them away, and became the best gun to use, aiming to strike wherever he pointed.

After the suppression was over, Ming Qian went back to Beiping to continue her business, and Nan Huaimu followed her back, and lived a few days of peace and stability.

When summer was approaching, people in the city wore cool clothes made of silk. Ming Qian also bought a few for Nan Huaimu, but Nan Huaimu thought the style was too trendy, so he insisted on wearing a cheongsam similar to Ming Qian's. .

Ming Qian blamed Nan Huaimu: "Other young girls like to wear this, why do you look like an old man?"

"Naturally, I learned from you." Nan Huaimu chose the deep purple and black gold ones, and the fabric lined her body, making her look even more dignified and calm, without a trace of liveliness.Now her skin has improved, her body is taller, and standing with Ming Qian, she is finally on the right track.

The two of them attended the banquet together, and no one would treat her differently.

Occasionally, someone saw it and felt that the person was unfamiliar, so they asked the people around.

There are various answers, but many people will still mention the Lou family banquet half a year ago, and bring out the Peony Pavilion played by Nan Huaimu.

The Peony Pavilion has now become the most popular song in Peking. You can hear this familiar melody when you walk into any university or any dance hall at night. The appearance of the song.

Nan Huaimu's reputation has risen with the Peony Pavilion. Walking on the road, people will come up to her from time to time and ask her if she is the one who changed the Peony Pavilion.Nan Huaimu told them "no" honestly.

Naturally, this group of students didn't believe it and decided to go around Nan Huaimu.

Ming Qian couldn't get used to it, and asked Nan Huaimu to solve the matter by himself.

Nan Huaimu then wrote a few more piano pieces adapted from operas, took a pseudonym of Ling Dang'er, and posted them to the "Youth Daily".

As soon as the track was released, it immediately caused a violent sensation.

No one paid attention to the song The Peony Pavilion any more, and all the girls and boys gathered in front of the gate of the newspaper, asking who the mysterious bell was.The newspaper itself doesn't know, so how to solve the confusion.

Summer turns to autumn, autumn turns to winter, and the years turn around.

Mingqian's friends found that Mingqian always had a person with him, and this person's face was almost fixed and never changed.

They were curious about what Mingqian was holding back his freedom. Mingqian couldn't explain clearly. After filtering it in his mind, he felt that Nan Huaimu's cooking, dressing, and sexual intercourse were all in line with their wishes. All tastes are similar.So the life I originally wanted to live, just under the habit, really became a long-term together.

Only Ming Gong, probably still has some resentment.She watched Nan Huaimu occupying her elder sister's side all the time, and saw the two people's more and more matching appearances, both of which were noble and unattainable. She felt inferior and envious, so she had to maintain the current situation and insisted not to give Nan Huai Mu good face to see.

"I don't know how many years of stability it was." Ming Qian sat on the swing in the big yard, with a kitten on his lap.

Nan Huaimu lay beside her, their cheongsams stuck together, as if they were absorbed and blended together.

On a sunny day, why bother to think about something.Nan Huaimu kissed Ming Qian's cheek, and said with a smile: "There is no security, you are always the most relaxed in bed."

"Nonsense." Ming Qian pointed at her forehead and said, the kitten on her lap jumped to the ground, and wandered into the backyard among the flowers and plants.