Bowl and bowl tired Qing [Comprehensive martial arts]

Su Meng stared at her for a while.

There are gentle ripples in the cold eyes, just like tired travelers lighting a small bonfire on a snowy night, then cuddling side by side, looking up at the indigo blue starry sky filled with silver light...

His thin lips moved slightly, and his toes also moved slightly.

The little monster on the bed stared at him with wide eyes, and smiled at him. In fact, she was rarely unhappy, but this moment was extraordinarily happy, because the chopsticks really came over!

—I'm just saying a few more words, he thought.

She jumps up and down every day curiously, thinking about it, and remembering to come back no matter how late, shouldn't she be boasting?

With such thoughts in mind, Su Mengzhen bent down, the corner of her clothes had just touched the edge of the bed, and Yu Wanwan hadn't even been rushed towards someone, when she heard the explosion of a letter from outside...

It is the secret code of Shenhou Mansion and Jinfengdriyu Tower.

Master Su's complexion immediately changed, he didn't even care about making one more movement, and left in a hurry, before even closing the door, only the hasty voice was left behind:

"wait me back."

Still have to wait?You are Intel.

Yu Wanwan bit the corner of the quilt and lay down dejectedly.

Although she was slandered in her heart, she was not a bad monster making troubles.Even when the building was bombed back then, the chopsticks had never looked so ugly and solemn... She had only seen this level of nervousness when a young lady in the museum was playing games during her lunch break.

Although Yu Wanwan has only watched other people play, and I don't even understand it, I just find it very exciting.But she knows that playing games is a big priority.Su Meng could be playing a big game.

Purple Cyclops closed, she lay sprawled in the warm bedding, heard the sound of gathering from downstairs, many humans were deliberately running lightly...

This is the start of the game in the game, she thought.

Is Su Mengzhen also in the regiment?Or follow people 2/5?

She waited patiently until all the rustling had died down, and it was unbelievably quiet except for the big catfish bubbling and bubbling in the river.

The demon emperor Yu Wanwan opened his eyes with a "swish"!

Wake up! Hunt-kill-time-moment!

The news that Yuan Suiyun is Master Bat, the owner of the Sea Gold Cave, has not even had time to spread to any place outside the capital.

Before waiting for the overnight interrogation, he mysteriously disappeared in the cell.

But the six doors don't care about this matter for the time being, and what is before the four famous arresters is a more difficult matter-Liu Jing has rebelled, colluded with the remnant party of the Nanwang faction who rebelled two years ago, and wanted to support the posthumous son of the Nanwang heir For the emperor.

"Is he crazy?" The iron hand hammered heavily on the wooden table, and several thin paper pages at the corner of the table were trembling by the wind of the fist, and one of them fell to the ground and was trampled on the soles of the shoes by soap boots. He didn't even look at it. .

"Now Haiyan, Heqing, and the world are at peace, even without us, the Golden Guards of the Holy One are not the waste of a corpse, they are enough to protect the body of a dragon... Only ten thousand people want to plot rebellion, what is this old fox's whimsy?!" Zhui Ming I can't figure it out either.

"Desperate, desperate..." Wuqing lowered his head, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, what he said was like a sigh, more like a raving: "My lord...it turns out that he has always had something to do with Liu Dang."

The iron hand in the black iron suit calmed down.

The ruthless words still sound absurd to him-the emperor sits on the world, although he inherited the great rule at a young age, the government was once controlled by the eunuch party when he was young, but he officially took charge at the age of 14, except for the excessive use of the treacherous prime minister Liu Jing, There is simply nothing bad about it.

However, such "omissions", as the traitors are brought down, will soon be plugged up... But there is another rebellion, and the ruthless looks like an enemy.

He is keenly aware of some incredible mysteries:

"That handle...could it be possible to defeat the present Wanzhongguixin?"

Wuqing didn't answer, he just glanced at Leng Xue.

After several conversations, the thin paper on the ground was run over by the wheels.

Cold-blooded just now is out of mind.

After being called several times, he finally regained his senses.

"What did you just say?" He asked in a daze.

In a blink of an eye, the others all left, Yuemo rushed to my mentor Zhuge Zhengwo to help kill the traitor, leaving only Zhuiming and him.

Zhuiming felt that he was in a trance now, as if he had been beaten with a sap, it was really strange.But he didn't ask any questions, he just raised his voice and repeated: "The safety of the Holy Majesty, I leave it to you and me!"

Cold blood wiped his face, and gave a low "hmm".

He didn't stop for a moment, just turned and left.Zhui Ming was busy planning the remaining manpower in the yamen, so he didn't see his junior brother's slightly flushed handsome face, and he didn't have time to stop him:

"Hey, you want to run alone to escort the driver first?!"

I don't know if I heard it, but the pace became faster and faster.

Well, Fourth Master Leng's loyalty tonight can be shown to the sun and the moon.

Usually, on such a night of great turmoil, one should always have a hunting westerly wind to respond to one's mood, but now it's not a cold winter, and there is no wind and sand, and even the yellowing morning sun is about to rise in the sky.

Su Mengzhen stood at the front with the red sleeve knife in hand.

He barely closed his eyes all night, but he was awake and resilient.

Liu Jing and those remnants and defeated generals are at the end of their battles.

"The rooster reigns supreme in the morning, and chaos will follow!" The old fox shouted, tearing his throat, "Su Mengzhen, what kind of loyal ministers and good generals are you people, to support a girl whose mother is unknown to be the Nine-Five Supreme? It's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

Several lieutenants around him also shouted, shouting to everyone, saying that today's emperor is not in the right place, and since ancient times, there has never been a reason for a woman to be emperor.They are the ones who are truly loyal to the imperial court, and now only the blood of the dead Southern Prince's direct descendants are the real dragon sons and grandsons, who should ascend to the throne!

"——Whoever helps that yellow-haired girl in the deep palace who deceives the world is a traitor and traitor who will hinder the country and society!"

This news was too unbelievable and caught people off guard, not to mention when the rebellious party had prepared countless "crimes" listing the current empress, and pieces of paper were scattered in the streets and alleys like snowflakes.

Unexpectedly, some people were persuaded, although not many people turned against them, but many of the warriors who had rushed forward heroically stopped.They wait to be thoroughly persuaded by one side, and until then they are in a dilemma.

In fact, the biggest sin is just——

It was a woman, but ascended to the throne.

I also gave that side plenty of time to act enough, seeing that there are no other tricks, if it continues, it will really shake the morale of the army, and the clear situation will become chaotic.

Su Mengzhen's eyes were cold, and she said softly: "Catch alive."

He suspects that between Liu Jing and Nan Wang's heir's party, there are other forces hidden in the dark to matchmaking, such as the missing bat boy?Besides, it would be too kind to teach traitors to die easily...

The battle started again.

The Red Sleeve Knife has one enemy against a hundred but is more than capable.

Finally, the first ray of light penetrated the gray clouds.

The surrounded rebels huddled on the high wall, blocking the capture of the justice army with artillery fire.Zhuge Zhengwo tried his best to protect the little emperor in the palace, and Wuqing and Tieshou led the imperial army to rush.

For the time being, there is no need to use flesh and blood to pave the way to kill the traitors, it is enough to catch the turtle in the urn, slowly chopping and deboning.Even with an extremely stable temper, the owner of the Golden Wind and Rain Building couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The traitor miscalculated the will of the people.

Although the empress is young, she is deeply loved by the people.

This court is not guilty of words, this law is the first imperial decree issued by the little emperor after he ascended the throne.The news was scattered and people panicked, but even if the government and the public were in turmoil, and when the people talked about this matter, at most two or three out of ten people would have a little criticism, but they would soon be overwhelmed by nearly half of the Iron-Blooded Emperor's Party.

——What happened to the woman?Today's Holy Majesty is much better than her sensual and sensual Lao Tzu, except for the light corvee and thin endowments necessary for Mingjun to eliminate corruption, she doesn't even draft and has no harem, and even the maids have released many batches!

How many good girls don't have to go to the deep palace to suffer.Only those who want to rely on the back door to blow pillow wind and become relatives of the emperor are not happy. What does this have to do with their common people?

The general situation of the rebels is gone, and their faces are like gold paper.

Just at this time, a gentle and handsome young man came.His eyes were covered with a light silver-gray silk cloth, apparently he couldn't see, he held a bowl in his right hand, and dragged a heavy sack in his left hand.

He didn't have a weapon on him, and he appeared inexplicably, but no one gave orders to arrest him, so no one stopped him, and just watched him walk up the city wall step by step and join the traitors.

In the early morning light, Su Mengzhen stared at the other party.

It was a red and yellow bowl, Yu Wanwan's bowl.

——Of course this person is not Huamanlou.

He stood on the high wall, although he was blind, he seemed to see everything below clearly.After a pause, he chuckled lightly, and said loudly with all his strength, "Is Master Su here?"

Against the light, Su Mengzhen narrowed her eyes slightly.

"Young Master Yuan." He Shi Shi ran forward.

Wu Qing wanted to hold back, but he silently shook his head.

As if he had no fear at all that he had stepped into the range of the red-clothed cannon, the owner of the Golden Wind Drizzle Tower raised his chin slightly, and said coldly: "It seems that you have thrown yourself into a trap, but it is your habit."

Mr. Bat humbly stroked his palms and bowed to the ground. He was already standing on the edge of the high wall, so he naturally stretched out his hands to hang in the air...

"Snapped--"

The bowl in his hand fell and shattered into several pieces of porcelain.

Su Mengzhen clenched her fists tightly, and let them go again.

The cold eyes shot over: "What do you mean?"

There was an undisguised anger in his tone, but Yuan Suiyun didn't hesitate at all, and said with a smile: "I missed it, sorry." With a hint of interest, he was full of malice.

Immediately, he changed the subject and said in a harmonious voice, "But Master Su, don't worry, there are many more here." He kicked the sack on the side of his feet, and a black-faced lieutenant tore the hole open, revealing countless red and yellow bowls.

"As the saying goes, 'If you are not of my race, your heart must be different'. But such a deceitful monster, people who have never seen it will be inexplicably filled with disgust or goodwill, and firmly believe it...It is really interesting, maybe it can be a human race. So, be an obedient dog, anyway... I already know the way to restrain her."

While talking, he threw down two more bowls.

This time Su Mengzhen couldn't bear it anymore, picked it up with the tip of the knife, and put it at his feet.He was very cautious, he didn't believe it all, and he didn't touch it himself to prevent the other party from poisoning.But I am even more worried that the little monster is really...

"Where is she? You want me to let you go?"

The owner of the Red Sleeve Knife looked cold, frighteningly cold.

The blind man smiled: "Why should I go?" He slowly picked up the porcelain bowls in the bag, and quickly built two rows on the narrow wall. Yuan Suiyun gently pushed them down one by one with his fingertips, As if this boring action is so interesting and charming.

After all, Su Mengzhen only has one person, one knife.

One of the bowls broke in front of Su Mengzhen.

His lips were pursed, and they turned white, his face was bloodless white.

That is indeed the little monster's bowl.

He didn't know how many times he had seen or even touched it up close.

Maybe it's okay to break one bowl, but what about two, three, ten?How can she really not hurt?Most importantly, how and where is Wanwan, and who deceived her kindness?

Yuan Suiyun still enjoys playing the small game of smashing bowls.

Both sides were silent, and could only hear bowls being smashed on the hard ground from time to time, the sound was crisp and clear, as if it had cracked in Su Mengzhen's heart.He panted heavily, and couldn't count how many he kept.

Batman is laughing, he can't say how proud he is, but he is obviously enjoying it, and he can enjoy this pleasure for a long time.Liu Jing and the others also wanted to vent their anger, but they were stared at by the blind man...

But every crisp sound is like pushing Su Meng to sleep.

A small purple bowl wobbled over from afar, and landed in the arms of Mr. Su Yi, as if to comfort him, then flew up again in embarrassment, rose into the air, and then became bigger and bigger...

Yuan Suiyun finally stopped what he was doing. He heard strange noises in the wind and the hissing of other people.

"What's wrong?" He asked Liu Jing in a low voice.

The old dog didn't answer, his throat seemed to be choked.

Yuan Suiyun showed displeasure, he vaguely felt that the atmosphere seemed a little dangerous.He stretched out his hand to the bowl, wanting to regain the initiative in his own hands...

But it was empty.

Facing him in front of him, a girl's deliberately low voice sounded, full of danger and sorrow: "Duck throwing, fall well, make it louder! Why don't you fall?"

The corners of Yuan Suiyun's confident lips could no longer be raised.

"—I'll throw you an old dog!"

The Big Mac Bowl activated the "I'll hit your lungs" skill.