Emperor Gong: The three thousand men in the harem are beautiful men

In the vast southwestern border, there was a young man who got on his horse again and again, without any regrets, and tried his best to stab the person in front of him with his gun.

"You're too weak, Mu Yichen. How dare you admit to being a member of the Tianjue Sect. It's shameful." The man on the opposite side easily dodged the blow of the beautiful young man, and blocked his weapon contemptuously. , Then, knocked the boy in white armor down on the muddy grass, smiling contemptuously.

What I can't stand the most is being looked down upon by others, but I did not even touch him in the confrontation with him.This annoys me even more, my young master's 11 years of martial arts are not as good as yours, he was beaten like a dog in the water, and he still provoked me with that sarcastic air, how could I let you down?

I quickly got on the black horse, and rushed towards Nangong Yongluo with a smile on the corner of my mouth.

"It's useless, it's so naive." Nangong Yongluo remained the same, without moving a bit, standing in place, waiting, and I attacked him.

"Is it the face?" Nangong Yongluo raised his eyebrows and looked at the man in front of him who was exuding evil spirit, smiled lightly, and raised his halberd again, with the aura that only a battle-tested general could face me so calmly This is a killer move.Obviously I am one year older than him, but I am far behind him in terms of aura. This is the aura acquired on the battlefield. I am so confident while watching this.

(It’s better to say that it’s arrogance. I started fighting at the age of 13. In the first battle, I broke the enemy’s first defense. I only led 1000 cavalry, and then rushed into the enemy’s den of thieves, and captured the enemy general alive. Dangerous, what kind of courage makes him do it without hesitation when he is only 13 years old.) On the one hand, holding the gun tightly, almost 10 meters away, my palms are a little sweaty, feeling the tight nerves, too much pressure, this Is it a child?This man is simply a devil.

With the speed of the war horse, I just feel that I can no longer hold the long spear in my hand. Now I really want to run away, it is too scary. If I were the enemy of Nangong Yongluo, I would not dare to compete with this old man. Strong, but the victorious aura on his body, which made him feel that Lu's unsheathed sword was radiant, and with his handsome face, this is Mu Yichen's God of War in his heart. Becoming like Nangong Yongluo, I just felt a wave of heat rushing to my heart.

From a long time ago, I, Mu Yichen, decided to be a soldier to defend my family and the country. (This should be what every man wants to do) It’s just that I was born in Mu’s family. I had to accept the status of heir and give up my ideals. Only then did I realize how cruel this society is, no, You can do whatever you want, so you often have a hippie smile on your face, sloppy and ridiculous.

Although I am very timid and incompetent, in my heart, there is always a hot blood hidden.

Just thinking about it now, although I rushed forward under the pressure of Nangong Yongluo, why are my legs still shaking?

"Look at the gun," I screamed.

Nangong Yongluo yelled: "Not good."

I watched with a wicked smile as Nangong Yongluo was thrown on the muddy grass by a mad horse, his armor was stained with dirt, and his fair and clean face was also stained with a little blood. His eyes were wide open and his mouth was wide open. I didn’t know what to say, very Falling to the ground in surprise, it seems that the fall was not light.

Before I could be proud, I saw the horseshoe stepping towards Nangong Yongluo's face. This man covered his face with his hands, and he was terrified. If it were me, I would definitely pee my pants (dust: Dead cat, what are you writing, pee your pants, fuck you. Maomao: Your brother Mu Yifeng said you peed your pants when you were eight years old? Hehe))

If this kick is carried out, I am afraid that Nangong Yongluo will either die or be injured, and his good little face will be ruined.It can't be said that the Nangong family's lineage is still good, just the Nangong and Zhang's that Mu Yichen saw were the kind that women can automatically fall into their arms.

"Be careful." Without thinking too much, Mu Yichen rushed towards Nangong Yongluo. After a few rolls, he had already dodged to the side, and the frenzied horse also made a messy "da da da" sound, getting farther and farther away .

I looked at Nangong Yongluo who hadn't recovered from under me, jokingly looking at his straight nose.

He pushed me away, stood up, frowned and muttered: "Xueran, Xueran, Mu Yichen, you dare to hurt my Xueran." As he spoke, he jumped up and wrestled with me.The corner of his mouth hurts, fuck it, beat me for a horse.I punched him unceremoniously, and then attracted a group of soldiers who persuaded the fight. Of course, they didn't come to push us away, but simply pushed me away. Their general was pressed to the ground by me. Of course they were How could the general who helped them treat me like a stranger.

Uncle Li tasted the chrysanthemum tea with a faint fragrance in his hand gracefully, watching the chaos in the distance.Smiling and watching the excitement, it seems that there is no thought to help me out, those brutal and unreasonable soldiers and the very excited Nangong Yongluo.

I smiled bitterly and looked at the knife that was attached to my neck, which almost killed me. You guys are too bullying, and I shouted unwillingly: "It's just a horse, and you want to kill me, isn't it? You lost in the competition, so you turned your face and turned your back on him, that majestic Eighth Prince is too unworthy of a name." Looking at his frowning brows, I knew there was something to be done to provoke him.

"Xueran, it's not just a horse, how do you know my relationship with Xueran." He grabbed my skirt and said fiercely, as if he wanted to tear me apart, drink blood and eat meat, The saliva sprayed all over my face, and I was suffocated to death by the smell of his mouth. Don't you really know how to brush your teeth?

"I don't know, all I know is that if you don't chase now, it must have gone to the enemy's camp. I watched him withdraw his hand unwillingly, flipped onto someone's horse, and jumped in that direction Go, all this has passed so quickly, I feel a little embarrassed, after all, I hurt his beloved horse. It is reasonable for him to beat me, but I just don’t accept it, how could I lose to a horse, Could it be that the young master is not charming enough?

"Uncle, why didn't you save me just now, that Nangong Yongluo almost killed me." I touched the red skin rubbed by him, and the slight pain at the corner of my mouth.

Uncle Li said with a smile: "You young people are related, if an old man like me is involved, it will not be more chaotic."

"You can still laugh." He took out the wound medicine from his arms and wiped it on the corner of his mouth.

Uncle Li stood up slowly and looked at the distant sky, as if there was something he didn't want to tell outsiders, "Yong Luo, he is a very fragile child, he hates everything that comes to rob him, he is a person, he is an insecure child. My child, although he is sometimes brutal, but when he recognizes something or a person, he will wholeheartedly protect that person." Uncle Li suddenly turned his head and looked at me, as if he wanted to listen to me What does Nangong Yongluo look like in his mouth.

Arrogant, domineering, vexatious, supercilious.He is also very narcissistic, thinking that he is prettier than others.

"Want to hear the story about him and Xue Ran?" Uncle Li asked me indifferently.

"It must be some bloody plot about saving lives?" I said it as a matter of course, Uncle Li was stunned, and a soft smile climbed onto his vicissitudes of life.

"What is dog blood?" Uncle Li asked nonsensically.

"That's it??????" Actually, I don't know how to explain this shit to an ancient person.But I'm still curious about what this dog blood means.

"It's just one thing. After listening to it, you really want to spill blood."

"why?"

"It's the kind of thing that repeats over and over again. Doesn't it bother you to hear it? Of course, you have to pour blood on him to see if he is possessed by evil spirits!" I explained to him with a 21st century mind. with.

"Hahahaha. Why do you have to say something a few times, I'll just say it about the little radish and the blood stain." He rubbed the hair on my head lightly, but Li Yuyan's hair color was a bit strange, It is dark red.When exposed to the sun, his hair becomes red. Because of this, he has been called a red-haired monster several times?However, I thought it was Li Yuyan's genetic mutation that made him like this.

"xxxxxxxxxxxx Now, do you know why Ronaldinho attaches so much importance to that horse, because he never regarded that horse as an animal in his heart, his brother at that time." Uncle Li said with a sigh of relief.

"That's so strange, if you call a horse a brother, then he is also a beast." I said viperly. (Maomao: I found that Jin and you are quite a match, the same is so poisonous)

"You?????" Uncle Li, who was always kind this time, was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Although, I really don't want to admit that what I said was heartless, but I gave in.I know what that horse represents, a helpless child like me.