Legend of Fu Yao

Under the gate of the city, the blood is stained in the yellow sand, and the shadows of the twilight stand alone, and the swords are dazzling, across the snow neck.

The two armies were silent and indifferently waiting for the death of a woman who was forced to enter the road.

Meng Fu shake slowly closed his eyes.

The farewell has already bid farewell, can not say goodbye, only to stay in the heart.

I never thought that my life in this world would be at the age of eighteen, when my wish was not completed. However, when the matter came to an end, Meng Fu’s mood suddenly became quiet, such as a quiet water, and the source of death.

So be it.

With one hand, the sword is across.

"Hey!"

"Meng Fu shake! You dare to die!"

A red object screamed with a stinking wind and slammed into the tip of Meng Fu’s knife.

That thing seems to be very soft, but the fierce momentum is not enough. However, Meng Fu Sha, who has already been weak, has no external force. The sharp edge of the knife is knocked open, and the sharp and sharp air still draws a blood on the neck. The line, the blood slowly pulled out.

Meng Fu shook his eyes and looked weakly at the tip of the knife. He was wearing a soft, soft-eyed ear. Just now someone threw it over and saved her life.

"Mom...the real dog blood...you can't play something new..." Meng Fu shook his body and snorted, "Which is the confession that prevents me from giving up my life?"

"You only get rid of the money!"

The black and red hurricane rolled over, and when the hand stretched out, it took the knife in the hands of Meng Fu, and then fished her on the horse, and went to the saddle.

"Woman, I don't look at you for a moment, you have a problem!"

Meng Fu shakes his cough and coughs. He is not in the mood to fight against the North Field, and muttered. "Are you alone?... Escape, don't die for me..."

"Why don't you see who is in front of you?" Northfield is dissatisfied. "Is those three-way guards comparable?" He tore off his sleeve and wrapped Meng's neck around and looked at her. Full of injuries, frowning and frowning, I feel that my clothes are not enough to be bandaged, but I can’t help but get angry.

Huoran turned his head, black as night, and the temperament was like a fierce fire. The singer of the scorpion screamed, "Black wind ride, give me all the kills, can smash and do not shoot flat, can shoot flat, don't just poke a hole!"

"Black wind ride?" Meng Fu stunned and couldn't help but laugh. "You don't want to swear, you can't scream like this. It seems to be your sturdy strength. But this is in the Promise, not you. Scorpio..."

When the voice is not lost, you can hear the sound of the horseshoes. It is fast, neat, powerful, and hard. It seems that you can hear the murderousness and the mighty military power from the hoof.

Meng Fu shook his head and thought that he was faint. He saw a black wave, and the magic suddenly appeared on a high **** on the west side of the city. When the ancestors had a long knife, the black smoke in the sky was black and black. Jianqi, immediately like the Kuroshio generally rumbling to vent, and instantly rushed into the enemy line without a return, these people lifted the horse, galloping back and forth, throwing arrows like flying rain, killing people like cutting vegetables, there is a kind of scorpion If there is no special temperament next to the world, it will be very good at Beiye at first glance.

But... how is this possible?

The first squadron of the Scorpio king of the scorpion, the black wind ride, is famous for the Seven Kingdoms. Although there are only a few thousand rides, each one is a battlefield hegemony of one hundred and one hundred, and the martial arts are famous for their glory. How can the army of the gods, such an army, cross the borders of the Promise? How could it suddenly appear here?

After listening to the battle, Beiye screamed coldly, and the chest behind her back shook slightly. "I have come long ago, and I am going back to wait for my brothers. When I passed the Promise, I used it directly."

Meng Fu was speechless, this person... I don’t know how to die one day.

However, Zhan Beiye continued to talk to himself. "It’s strange to say that the border army of the Promise Front has chased me for a while and won’t chase it. I gave them seven chasing and chasing, and somehow they were chased to death. In the mountains, I finally came out, and I was very close to you."

He stared at the fierce battlefield in front of him, muttering. "Damn, I used this guy once again. I can't use it anymore... I must find it back in this field."

Meng Fu shakes his doubts and turns his head. "Well?" Hearing, Beiye looked at her blood-stained face, and even the eyelashes were covered with bloodstains, covered with scars, and the wounds were too big for him to touch. The weak wolf was like The little beast, who was seriously injured, suddenly silenced.

Look at this, she does not know how long the **** battle, with her temperament, if it is not the mountains and waters, there is no way to go, how can there be self-sufficiency? Who can force her to this point?

And that person, what did he do? Ok... He has two lines of war and can't pull out, but he shouldn't let her fall into this terrible situation in his sphere of influence anyway!

There is also myself... He can't wait to raise his hand and smack himself. If it's not his own way, he is wrong, and he made a mistake in the mountains. He happened to hit the most weird "fog" of the top ten neutrals. A frame angered her, so I set a barrier for a mountain, so that he spent a lot of troubles and arrived today. He should have arrived here half a month earlier, and that would not happen at all. God knows When he saw Meng Fu shaking his sword, he suddenly lost his mind. The original sword should cut off the head of the soldier who had blocked the road. As a result, only the ears were cut off. In a hurry, the sword took a back shot and put the ear on the ear. Then I shot it.

This throwing him is a cold sweat, he is too panicked, too late to infuse the power, Meng Fu shakes the foundation, that ear can not beat her knife, Wan Xing Meng Fu Sha is already the end of the strong, one ear finally knocked open Her knife.

It’s only a little bit...just a little bit, she will die in front of him.

The war in the north of the field repented and could not wait to tear a hand to block the bleeding wounds. He looked at the smashed wounds of the skin, and he felt that he was blocking his heart. He thought about it, took off his big cockroach, and carefully wrapped it on Meng Fu. , said, "You endure, wait for me."

Meng Fu shook his head into his big **** and ignored him. She is not in the mood to care for anyone.

Zhan Beiye looked at her tired face, and her anger came up again. She turned her head and looked at her. She looked at the opposing army and saw the broken arm of the Lord.

Lao Ha is being surrounded by squadrons, carefully guarding and retreating. It is impossible to force Meng to shake, and the group of black knights that suddenly appeared, the fighting power is terrible and nightmare. Yesterday Meng Fu Sha and the ten The five guards have killed thousands of them in a demonic manner. These knights are not inferior to the murderous means. They are better at fighting than they are. They are like lightning, the knife is like a wind, and the knife is plucking every time. The heads of more than one **** rain can float out. They are constantly smashing the punctures in the formation of the squadrons, and they see that there are no rules and regulations, and they bring out the five thousand soldiers and horses that are being chased. It was like a piece of wood, and it was cruelly and unsettled.

To make matters worse, he suddenly felt that his heart was cold, and his back was like a worm that had been crawled over by the insects. The hair of the whole body stood up.

He suddenly looked back in the crowd who supported his retreat, and he saw far away. Hundreds of steps, the man in black with a red side, sitting on his back, facing his heart, slowly opened a red gold. Long Bow.

The man was so far away, actually murderous, only one look, it is as real, it seems to be a hole in his vest to stab.

Laoha was shocked, then relaxed his heart and made a joke. He had already rushed a few hundred meters. At such a long distance, what kind of power and eyesight can shoot?

Of course, the Scorpio king, who is known as the first king of the archery world, may be able to do it, but the family is the Prince of Heaven, how could it appear here...

His thoughts suddenly paused.

Scorpio... Black armor rides... The first cavalry that does not move like a mountain to invade like Lin... The knights on the horse’s belly are marked with a red-flowered palm flower... Black wind ride!

The black wind ride of the Scorpio King!

Old Ha suddenly screamed, and he screamed at the arm, and screamed and shouted. "Fast! Fast! Retreat! Retreat!"

His reaction was not unpleasant, but unfortunately it was already late.

"call out!"

A red-red heavy arrow suddenly bursts out from the big red bow of the handle, like a smoky rocket, passing through a long distance, crossing the yellow sand of the horseshoe and the sky. Blood, pierced into the back of the body that desperately escaped.

Such as the arrow of fire, the moment through the musculoskeletal, out of the heart, brought out the blood like a fire, the blood mandala flower swayed out the slender leaves, splashing a stunning picture in midair.

Lao Ha is still maintaining a desperate stance. One hand is still fighting in the air to push the horse. The tall, vertical hand is suddenly fixed by the impossible arrow. It is so funny that the death is eternal. .

His throat rang, and a strange sound like a crying sigh, like sighing his own destiny, but he met the battle of Kitano, and he seemed to be crying why he must chase it out. Why didn’t he seize the opportunity to kill? Meng Fu Sha, finally lost his life.

He just planted it in the same way, planted in the army of thousands of horses, and like those who used life to protect the black clothes of Meng Fu, they were instantly trampled into meat.

Meng Fu swayed in the air, his eyes were filled with tears, and his heart could not hold on to four words: retribution is unhappy, retribution is not good...

Even if the battle of North Field is not shot, as long as she stays there, some accounts will be reclaimed!

When Lao Ha died, the squadron had no owner, and suddenly became a group. It was not an opponent. It became a killing ground for the black wind to ride and plunder the life. The black wind rides like a pig, and it will be like a fly. The soldiers drove together, and then they did not hesitate but did not hesitate to kill.

The screams, together with the sounds of the spurs of the running muscles, and the sound of the smashing of the smashing knives, slammed into the city, and the soldiers on the wall had already looked at them. They originally believed that Meng Fu’s shamelessly sold the city and seduce the sergeants. Coming to the city to kill people, now watching this **** and lively battle, it is not the same thing, can not help but stay.

Meng Fu swayed in the big battle of the battle north, and never looked back at their expressions from beginning to end. In those chaotic shouts, she only felt very tired, tired and tired of anything.

However, there was a slight "beep" sound behind him.

The voice was so clearly introduced into her ear in the battlefield of the murderous murder. She looked back and saw that she could not be opened before she died. She almost splashed the door of Yaocheng, and opened it.

The thick iron-inlaid giant door slowly opened, pulling a bright white arc, the middle of the arc, standing with a **** sweat and smashing iron, standing and looking ashamed, holding a simple key in his hand, his feet still There is a small bag of Yao Xun.

Meng Fu shakes this eye and understands it.

Yao Xun was originally prepared to abandon her again? I don't know why I left it, but I made a simple key and opened the city gate. Besides the first stealing Yao Xun in the world, who else can I do in Yaocheng?

She glanced a glimpse and turned her head.

In the direction of the previous desperate rush, the previous iron sorrow and pleading did not open the door. The guards who had been succumbing to each other before, and being trapped in a desperate situation, were so horrible that they still could not open the door for her, but now they are It’s a rather ironic joke that the dust has settled at the moment when everything has been set.

This joke, she does not want to face now.

In front, a local war is coming to an end, and Meng Fu shakes his hand from the big scorpion, grabs the reins and shakes it.

The horse ran away and the dust was spilled on the gate of Yaocheng.

"Where are you going?"

"I don't know, anyway, I don't want to see Yaocheng now."

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“How long do you plan to live in this mountain?” Zhan Beiye’s hands and pillows lie on the grass and watch the stars. “My black wind ride still needs to be replenished in the city.”

"You let them enter the city," Meng Fu shook his eyes, and the stars shone down and saw her pale black face. "Yaocheng has no grain, you can go to the army to raise it." At this time, it must be very confusing."

"You are right," said Northfield Wild, whose teeth were whiter than the moonlight. "I have sent them."

He sat up and hugged his knees. It was a pity that he said, "Oh, if I am happy, I will rob the Pingcheng and Huangxian who won the squadron. Is there a piece of land in the Promise?"

I thought about it again. "Forget it, the guy in Zhaohao didn't cut the ground so easily. Unfortunately, it's not the time when my sinister is at risk."

Meng Fu Sha suddenly opened his eyes, "Zhao Wei?"

War North Wild looked at her strangely, said, "What?"

"You a big man, what do you call such intimacy?" Meng Fu looked at him with a strange look. "Isn't it a broken back?"

"What is broken back?" Wubei wild frowns. "How come you are not normal after suicide? You can't understand the ancient strange words. My name is Changsun's Promise. What's wrong? Don't tell me that you don't know Zhao. What is it?"

Meng Fu shook and stayed for a long time, "Ah?"

"Oh what?" Northfield was so angry and funny, reaching out to touch her fever, was opened by Meng Fu.

She was a bit confused, sitting up and licking her lips.

It turns out that Zhao Wei is his honor.

Suspicion of his identity is a long-standing thing. When I first asked about the cloud mark, the answer to the cloud mark once made her dispel the doubts. After all, the prince of a country ran into the country of others, and this courage was too big. However, when she came to the Promise, the embarrassment in the palace began to give her doubts.

She doesn't think that just a Prince's staff can use the things in the palace so casually, so that she is studying archaeology and historical origins. The ancient social hierarchy is strict, can it be casually overtaken?

Really confirmed, it is a knife incident.

In the civil war between Nanxun and Beibei, the ten-year-old long-term grandfather, the Promise, drove through the grassland, and said that the North and South 戎 斗 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎 戎She can remember clearly.

The knife is going to kill Yuan Zhaoyu, who said that he is arguing that the father is being exiled. At this time, he does not know who he is. Meng Fu Sha is not Meng Fu Sha, it is Meng Zhutou.

It’s not without depression. I feel that Yuan Zhao’s is not honest enough. Fortunately, Meng Fu’s person is not a **** person. He has been thinking about biting the quilt for a long time. He remembers that when he met, the great-grandchild is really not convenient to disclose his true identity. Moreover, he does not have Many things are staring at him?

Why do you have to count so much? A person who is going to leave at a time is really not qualified to ask for so much.

After the dance, before he left, he finally made it clear that he had confessed his identity. Meng Fu shook himself and felt enough.

Now in the battlefield of Noguchi, the identity of Yuan Zhaoyu was officially confirmed. Although Meng Fuyao understood it in his heart, he couldn’t help but sigh for a long while. He suddenly remembered one thing and asked, "What is the surname of the long-lost mother?"

"Yuan Queen." War North said without hesitation, "a very powerful woman, the long-term Sun Wuji eight images her, the belly is full of bends."

With the mother's surname, Zun Zhao Zhao, Meng Fu shakes his head and thinks, can't help but smile. Hey, the grandson has not concealed her. The obvious pseudonym is equal to telling her who she is, she is this little. White, concentrating on practicing martial arts, and ignoring the Wuzhou continent, will not think about his identity for a long time.

Looking at her a little embarrassed look, the battle north face is a bit unsightly, he turned the topic, reached out to go to Meng Meng to shake his body, "Where are you wrapped in this, take off, I will cure you."

Meng Fu shakes the brush, wraps his big **** and climbs up and reaches for Beiye. "When I go, I am going to take a shower. You can't go peek at the distance."

"What bath do you take!" Wubei wild jumped up. "This cold winter, you are covered with injuries, take a shower! Take a shower!"

He was glaring and arrogant, and Meng Fuyao ignored him. He dragged his long-awaited shackles and walked to a stream. He said nothing, "噗通" jumped.

"Hey, you are not afraid to be drowned when you are wearing a big cockroach!" The battle in the north field rushed over, Meng Fu shook his hand, and spouted the waterdrops and flew out, and smashed into the battlefield, waiting for him to put the big cockroaches, Meng Fu Sha has already taken off his clothes and dive. Go on.

She is very good at water, and is about the same level as fish. She can stay in the water for a long time.

The moonlight calmly rises up, and the water in the valley is shattered with silver. The underwater world is still quiet, some water plants are silent, and the silvery fish swims from the soles of the feet.

This is a quiet, undisturbed world, and it is the world that Meng Fu shakes now.

She floated in the water, her hair spread out, her hair was floating like water, her wounds were washed by water, some condensed blood clots were washed away, and the pale blood color opened, and the water around her body was slightly reddened.

The numbness of the pain that has long been numb is awakened by the cold and huge stimulation of this, and Meng Fu shakes his body and huddles and shrinks into a ball.

This is a self-protecting posture, like the fetus in the womb, protecting the vitality of the child with the original posture, protecting his heart, Meng Fu shakes and huddles, and the hand presses in the position of the heart.

There, the biggest damage suffered today, the huge pain, more than the sum of all the pain in the body today.

But she is not prepared to remember it - with painful memories on the road, every step in the future will bring fresh blood marks of memory, as if walking on the tip of the knife, step by step, step back, and finally walked away from the original straight path of.

Meng Fu shakes his heart and looks up, in the transparent water, a crying posture that can't see tears.

Cry, she allowed herself to cry weakly, to humiliate those long streets, to be rejected, to be guilty of all kinds of grievances and sufferings, and to turn into tears, and the thousands of drops of water here will always merge.

Tonight, only this pool of water in the Puyang Valley will remember her tears, and she will remember the pain caused by the water waves, remember those who are behind the rain and give her such pain.

The pool is clear, and the moonlight is very penetrating. It illuminates the girl who has a long hair in the bicolor. She sees her goddess-like exquisite body and looks closed. She sees her slightly stunned long eyelashes. .

The tears that do not want people to see, flow in the middle of the clear water.

The moonlight is silent and the tears are silent.

There was a man’s voice, and it was clearly put in.

"Meng Fu shake, are you still alive?" For a long time, Meng Fu shook out, and began to fight in the north of the wilderness on the water, shouting at the bottom of the water, "Are you killed? Did you die back to me!"

Meng Fu Shake almost took a sip of water, what is this!

She turned around and swam away. She didn't want to care about this overbearing guy. She couldn't wait for her answer but she was in a hurry and shouted. "You don't answer me, I am down!"

"Yu Tong", the Royal King of the King also plunged into the cold water of the winter.

He just jumped into the pool, and when he entered the water, he saw a white body flashing. As a fish swims over the pale blue water waves, it disappears in his vision, and the battlefield is going to chase after the north, but there is someone coming ashore. sound.

The battle of Kitano was quickly rushed up. When I saw the moonlight, the snowy and exquisite female body flashed, and after shining into the thick shade, a row of slim footprints was left on the bluestone on the pond.

In the north, the wild bubble is in the water, staring at the row of footprints, thinking about the sudden glimpse of the moment from the water, faintly seeing the slender and beautiful body, the ice muscles and the skin, the curves are exquisite, and the crystal clear water drops are more crystal clear. The back slid down, all the way down, sliding to those very upright, long parts... He stood, the body in the water was cold and the palm was hot, he subconsciously reached out and emptied forward, like To hold an elf-like body, but finally hold a handful of flowing water, slowly leaping from the fingers.

When he opened his hand, he attacked the North Wild and climbed up silently. His eyes swept through the footprints again. The faint pink blood on his footprints caught his gaze. He knew that this was the blood flowing from Meng Fu’s body. The life is full of flowers... He is standing on the bluestone, and suddenly the heart is smashed by the stones, and the pain is broken.

This is my own fault... I am late... The long-term grandson acquiesced him to take his black wind and ride into his country. Perhaps he hopes that in the case of his own singularity, someone can help Meng Fu, and he will end up Because the **** duel delayed the hour, almost killed her...

"Hey!"

The battle of Kitano wildly pulled out the long sword, and the evil screamed at the bluestone, and the sound of shattering spread far and wide in the silent valley.

"I, Tianzhuo Beiye! If this life is not someone who provokes, it will never find someone to use force! If you swear, there is such a stone!"

He snorted and stunned, and the night bird flew up and smashed the moonlight of the day. The Meng Fu Sha, who changed clothes after the tree, was also shocked. I don’t know that this two hundred and five good students made this mess. What to do, look out from behind the tree:

"Hey, oh, what is the number in the middle of the night!"

......

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Meng Fu shakes and fights Beiye, and spent three days in this valley.

The death of the dead is actually Meng Fu Sha, she is determined to rely on the cave to refuse to go, no matter how war Beiye how to persuade the mountains to be wet, lack of medical care, her injury is not good for nursed back to health, and Yao people have been looking for her, Even Yuan Yuanbao was brought a few times by Yao Xun. Meng Fu’s shame was ignored, and he was covered with a big scream, and he was so sad that he had to scream at the night.

On the first night, Miss Meng Da dreamed and slugged in the middle of the night, jumped up and kicked it, and then kicked it up and kicked it down. She went straight to sleep and fell asleep in the fire. Fortunately, she stayed in the hole and went to sleep in the north. Seeing the burnt smell, rushing in for a rescue to avoid Meng Fu shake into a roast suckling pig, but unfortunately, until he put the Meng Fu, who was trapped in the nightmare, into a safe place, the guy did not wake up, but also punched a fist and rewarded a big battle in Kitano Qingyan circle, the next day saw his black smoke circle early in the morning, and he was very innocent and asked him very much. "Wang Ye, have you touched it all night last night? You are ugly"...

On the second night, Meng Fu Shao directly rolled himself into the fire. Fortunately, there was defense in the battle of Beiye, and he slept directly between her and the fire. When Meng Fu rocked over, he frowned and was preparing to take the initiative to send his arms. The soft jade Wen Xiang embraced her arms, and Meng Fu shook her but turned over, and put her stinky boots that had not been washed for a few days into his arms...

On the third night, Meng Fu Sha began to have a fever and cough. After fighting for a night, Beiye didn’t sleep for the night to get the medicine. Keeping it by her side and cooling the sweat and feeding the medicine was very busy. In the morning, Meng Fu woke up and saw him full of blood. Sympathy, "Wang Ye, you should marry your wife, you want to be dissatisfied, do you want me to introduce you..."

As a result, the prince of the war was unbearable, and the cockroach stuffed the mouth of Meng Fu’s shake with his fruit. He ordered her acupuncture point and angered. "The good city does not go back. You must have the king and the thousand riders to accompany you in this windy meal. You are stubborn." Dead woman!"

Meng Fu shakes his eyes back, "I am not asking you to accompany you!"

In the north of the battle, she was burnt red face, and she said that she would put her on her shoulder.

"The account counted should be counted, and the debt to be discussed must be discussed!"

He took Meng Fu and strode down the mountain.

"We are back to the city!"