Datang cat raising hand letter

Chapter 150

Two identical thoughts collide in one place, it depends on who comes first.

When Liu Shichang was awakened by the noise of the enemy attack and rolled off the bed with bare feet, pulled out the saber hanging by the bed and leaned against the edge of the tent suddenly, this thought couldn't help slipping through his mind.There were shadows outside, and the bonfires of the camps that had been set up to burn reflected many noisy and noisy figures.The tent where he slept was not the main tent in the camp, and the noisiest one was not on his side.

Liu Shichang frowned, a trace of gloom slipped through his heart.

It was Hou Junji who took the initiative!

Although it was a long journey, Hou Junji was not an easy person. He dared to take the initiative to attack when he was already weak. Such a plan was considered bold.

It looks like it's interrupting and taking advantage of this to go straight to Huanglong!

But even so, Liu Shichang is a modern person in the explosion information, and he has read countless conspiracies and tricks in various books, movies and TV shows.Although the center of the camp is the main tent, he rests in a different place every day. Just to avoid being attacked, he clenched his sword hilt with a sullen face, and the two or three guards who were originally guarding the door rushed Entering the door, he said eagerly: "My lord, the two generals Xu Chang and Chen Heli have already led people to slaughter them. You must..."

The person who spoke first was stabbed by Liu Shichang's sword and fell to the ground.

The two people behind them took two steps back in surprise, and Xu Shichang glanced at them impatiently, "Don't you even know that your own person has been replaced? When will there be people with such looks in our army? "

He kicked the body of the man just now with his toes in disgust, and the two guards realized that the man's face was mostly covered with mud and wiped his face. They wiped it carefully with their cuffs for a while, only to reveal a strange face.

Liu Shichang laughed back angrily, "Okay, this kind of person got in here. Do you really think I can do it without anyone?" He narrowed his eyes slightly, and strode out the door with his sword in hand.

...

News of the First World War in Guangzhou spread quickly.

Yu Yu was holding the big cat in his arms and combing out a lot of loose hair.When Fang Tianjian came in happily, he was stupefied by the intimacy of a man and a beast again. He hesitated for a moment, pulled his beard and said, "Mr. The enemy army rushed into the city and fought hard, and although they were finally besieged in the city, they suffered heavy losses."

Yu Yu's face sank like water, "Have they retreated?"

"Withdrew before the arrival of the two reinforcements." Fang Tianjian frowned, "Perhaps they were withdrawing to Zhangzhou?"

Yu Yu shook his head, "If he goes back to Zhangzhou, he will kill himself, waiting to sit and eat?"

"Wow——" the beast lying on Yu Yu's body roared twice, Yu Yu looked down at him for a moment, and Tian Jian said to the other party: "This matter will end soon, if you are anxious, you might as well start to do things. Zuo Bucheng Erding has returned."

Fang Tianjian laughed.

Ever since Yu Yu mentioned Xu He, he had thought about it, presumably because he was noticed by the gentleman.

After Yu Yu kicked Fang Tianjian to do something, he looked down at the big cat that was still wagging its tail, and said calmly, "Have you ever felt something wrong recently, Your Highness?"

The expensive cat looked at him lazily, as if mocking him.

Yu Yu ignored the look, and continued on his own, "You have appeared here too many times recently, which is a bit suspicious." His fingers interspersed in the fluffy hair, "Even if you are fighting, You shouldn't care about it with your heart, why is that?"

Yu Yu didn't seem to really want an answer.

After he finished speaking, he lay down with his arms around the big cat's head, as if he was going to rest.

The darkness was torn down, the stars faded, and the twilight of day rose from the east, and then fell heavily on the palace wall in the early morning.The half-open window was opened by one hand, and when the Eastern Palace was still silent, the prince stood by the window with his arms folded, looking at the courtyard kissed by the morning light, and the simple carved stones under the shade of green trees ignited with the morning dewdrops .

This should be a good time.

Apart from the disputes in the imperial court, the recent wars can't be said to be good or bad, but they are not heading towards the end of collapse.Although Empress Changsun's condition has not yet recovered, it is said that there is already a symptomatic direction. It seems that all the bad things have developed for the better overnight. It stands to reason that Li Chengqian should be happy.

However, he has a handsome face, and under his gentle and calm appearance, it seems that a pot of boiling malice often rolls down his veins, which makes his recent methods even more vicious and brutal.Even though he was barely wearing a human skin, Li Tai couldn't help but look sideways, and he even taunted him a little while ago.

He was almost blown out of the head by Li Chengqian.

As far as martial arts is concerned, Li Tai may not be able to catch up with Li Chengqian in this life.

This annoyed Li Tai very much, who knew that this weak and gentle prince brother was still aggressive in private?Since you have a real chapter under your hands, don't pretend to be soft to fool anyone? !

There is no need to talk about Wei Wang's slander, but even a saint can feel that he, the prince's son, is really not in a good mood these days. Staying there from morning to night made Donggong's complexion even more stinky.

Li Chengqian rubbed his forehead with his fingertips, his eyes casually fell outside the window, and he said casually, "Have everything been arranged?"

"It has been confirmed that he will die of illness after the end."

Hearing this hoarse response, Li Chengqian's eyes flashed with an obscure dark color, and he said with a half-smile: "That's it. I didn't know that he had such great ability and ideas. Thinking about it, he was very serious to this Shangshu in the past." less concerned."

After he finished speaking casually, he waved his hand to make people retreat.

There was no one in the hall, and no one knew where the owner of that voice was hiding.

Li Chengqian paced in the hall with his hands behind his back. He didn't like to be served close by. Even if he was awake, no one would dare to disturb him until he called.It was as if there was only the clean morning light in this quiet hall, after he casually broke off the flower branch in the bottle from yesterday, the faint fragrance seemed to remind him of something, finally made Chu Jun smile.

As time went by, he became a little bit more elegant, took the broken flower and rummaged around the hall for a while, and finally pulled out a pair of scissors, and after removing those thorny branches and leaves, there was only one bright and blooming flower left. Delicate flowers on a plate.

After removing the foliage, removing the spikes, removing any shelter, the flowers that emerge from the peeling are indeed delicate.It's just that such a delicate and beautiful result was obtained after dismembering all the flowers and branches.

like a dream.

Li Chengqian has been having dreams recently.

He squinted his eyes slightly, and the sharp hostility was melted a little, as if a fierce beast with dignity entrenched under the gentle appearance was shading the temper that was not very kind.After all, some of the scenes revealed in the dream... are always the bloody color of the mountain of blood and the sea of ​​blood. The spilled blood is the last layer of the picture scroll, and no background color can hide the stench that is about to come out.

Holding the sword, he stepped across the mountain of blood and the sea of ​​blood, stepping on the corpses of his brothers and parents, step by step over the obstacles to ascend to the throne of God.

It sounds like a crude story.

The ending is a little different from the vulgar words described in the most old-fashioned storybooks. A lame and bad-tempered prince can finally reach the top... If it is a storybook, then this prince must be the biggest villain, persecuting him from the beginning to the end. The role of the protagonist.

Li Chengqian watched in dismay.

Dreams are always illusory, human beings cannot control their own dreams, and he has to watch how the chapters of the story unfold with his own eyes.A Niang died early, A Ye favored her, her brothers fought against each other, and she fell into self-degradation... This kind of decaying ending makes people sneer at it. No matter what the continuous dreaming is telling, Li Chengqian turns a deaf ear to it.

The progress of the story seems to have come to an end. He has already killed his brother and held Li Shimin hostage, just as he is about to seize the throne.

The strange thing is that even though Li Chengqian knew that he didn't care, his emotions were not like that at all.Irritability, anger, depression, hostility, tyranny... These emotions are clustered and filled, as if he was the embodiment of the evil side.

That's history as it should have happened.

Li Chengqian understood.

As the dream progressed, it seemed that he would also be eroded and swallowed by the story.

But why no Yuxi?

he thinks.

It shouldn't.

The story should be just a story, even if the real tyranny is rolling in Li Chengqian's heart, it should not be without worry.He frowned, the tenderness at the tip of his eyebrows was as light as a wing, and the slightly curved warmth entered his eyes. Li Chengqian's delicate flower was torn apart, and the messy petals were scattered in the center of the plate, like a fragmented corpse.

No matter how real he was, he disappeared when he saw Yu Yu. He really is a strange existence.When my emotions are a little weaker, it seems that I can also melt away those tyrannical and irritable negative emotions, often leaving a touch of warmth and refreshing refreshment. .

Li Chengqian smiled.

"Liu Shichang."

He tore off a residual flower.

"Xu Furong."

He crushed the marks in his hand.

"solitary."

He muttered to himself.

"There are also Chiwu."

Li Chengqian lowered his eyes and said to himself: "It's all over." At this point in the story, it seems that there is finally a suitable reason.

Transformation is born from this.

...

The waving pen and ink stopped, and all traces seemed to have their own ideas.

The pen stopped.

The story continues.

...

When Yu Yu received a letter, Fang Tianjian came back with a series of people.

At the gate of the yamen, people and letters were sent in together.

At that time, Yu Yu was in the lobby, and when he came down, the little official was saying, "Brother Fang came back with a lot of people, and there is also an old gentleman whose age cannot be discerned."

Yu Xuan raised his eyebrows, took the envelope and went to the inner office. Before entering the courtyard, he saw the old man standing on the porch.

He has a childlike face and is full of energy.

Xu He smiled from behind and said, "Mr. Lang, this is the old god Sun Simiao." There was a hint of gratitude in his voice, "If it wasn't for Mr. Lang's kindness, we might not be able to come back this way."

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