General Ji Wuye stood side by side with the fourth son Han Yu, and he was high, overlooking the parent team on the side of the lower side, and took the opportunity to observe the situation around him carefully.
The figure of Han Fei, the son of Jiu Gong, did not find it.
Instead, he noticed that there was another familiar figure in the crowd, which was burly and strong, far beyond ordinary men.
And the sword -saving hilt in his hand also made Ji Wuye and Han Yu feel familiar.
Even if the other party is wearing a big sacrifice, with a hood.
A completely covering myself.
But with the body and the sword's horn, Ji Wuye and Han Yu easily identified them from the crowd, knowing who this person was.
"It's Wei Zhuang, he dares to run back secretly!" Seeing this, Han Yu whispered: "I don't know if he is back at this moment, did the nine brothers teach in secret?"
"Regardless of whether the Jiu Gongzi has a secret advice, tonight, there will be a good show to be performed after all." Ji Wuye shaking his hand gently in his hand, and his mouth rose slightly.
A kind of arrogant and arrogant smile showed.
"Junzhuang, let him come over!"
"The general of the general!" Han Yu turned slightly, facing Xiang Ji Wuye, with a hint of false smile at the corner of his mouth, congratulating: "The son is here first, congratulate the general of the general in advance."
"By the way, remove a powerful arm of the nine brothers."
"Borrow the son -in -law." Ji Wuye responded with a hypocritical smile, raised the wine bottle, and signaled Han Yu.
Han Yu also raised a cup of exquisite wine bottle, and touched it gently with Ji Wuye.
Then the two sides drank the wine in the wine bottle successively.
After drinking, Han Yu put down the wine bottle in his hand and gently headed his head to Ji Wuye, saying: "Ben son still has to deal with it, so he will not accompany the general here."
"Send the son!" Ji Wuye made his hands and bent over to Han Yu.
Until Han Yu's figure was far away.
Only then did he stand on his body again, gently raised his right hand, and the guards standing next to him immediately took the initiative to pick up the jug and fill it up for his own master.
"I hope tonight, a pleasant night!"
"Hahahahaha ...!"
Thinking about it, Ji Wuye laughed.
Laughing shoulders trembled.
After he recovered again, he raised his wine bottle and drank the bright red wine in it.
Then throw the wine bottle back in the hand and be caught by the guard.
"Let's go!"
He turned away and left here and walked towards his general mansion.
Nympho
Nympho
Masked night, soon arrived.
Today's night, the moonlight is not very bright, but there is a kind of high moon and dark wind. It is a good day of killing.
South Korea's general house, inside the wedding hall.
Ji Wuye is still dressed up in the battlefield of the generals. With the somewhat rough and hard face, he has a sense of vision of the battlefield.
He looked up slightly and stared at Princess Red Lotus sitting on the bed.
With a slight smile on his face.
"Princess Red Lotus, today is our great joy."
"When I entered the cave in a while, I also hope that His Royal Highness will cooperate carefully, so you must play a small nature."
Ji Wuye spoke in his mouth, and a glass of wine bottle was lifted.
He turned around and walked slowly to Princess Honglian. The wine bottle in his hand shaking gently, rippling the ripples of the clear clear wine inside.
As if Princess Honglian's inner emotions couldn't calm down.
"Squeaks ...!"
Princess Honglian clenched her hands subconsciously, and the ten fingers rang a slight joint sound.
Looking at Ji Wuye, who was getting closer, there was a trace of panic and anxiety in her heart, and a little fear with Ji Wuye to enter the cave.
But she was even more reluctant to let Wei Zhuang know about this. She dared not face it.
"Why, His Royal Highness of the Princess is nervous?"
Looking at Princess Red Lotus with a slightly moving finger, Ji Wuye glanced through his strength to calm down.
When he raised his wine bottle and drinking wine, when he was preparing to take a step closer, the ears were keen to hear a burst of rubble from the roof.
"Wow ...!!"
The next moment, many broken rubble fell quickly, covering Ji Wuyan's sight.
Hidden in the dark is a murderous sword light.
"Weizhuang, hum, the general waiting for you for a long time!" Ji Wuye jumped back, and at the same time smashed the wine bottle in his hand to the sword light.
"laugh……!"
The shark tooth blade is slashing forcefully, cutting the wine bottle quickly.
Through the increasing gap between the two -in -half wine bottle, Ji Wuye clearly visible to Wei Zhuang's pair of white cold eyes, and the face that was getting closer to himself.
He turned backwards and grabbed his own portable weapon eight feet.
Then he waved his right hand for eight feet and fought with Wei Zhuang.
The sword shadow was flying, the cold light, the red gauze hanging around was torn into the sky fragments.
The red festive gauze fragments are flying like flowers, with a touch of gorgeous.
Ji Wuye, who further improved the level of external merit, became more and more fierce in the Vietnam War. Each wave of eight feet in his hands has a sense of violent power.
The momentum is vigorous, and the union is opened.
"Dangdang ...!"
Eight feet collided with shark teeth, and a series of dazzling Mars.
The Wei Zhuang, who has also practiced "Armor" for several years, is not afraid of it.
When Sen Leng's blade occasionally crossed Ji Wuye's body skin, it was difficult to break his sword.
Instead, Ji Wuye laughed loudly.
"Wei Zhuang, are your shark teeth scraping the general of the Ben?"
"Soft, there is no strength at all. Just like you, can you hold the sword in your hand tightly like a lady?"
"According to the general of this general, you should go home to go home to go to the milk boy!"
When Wei Zhuang heard Ji Wuye's ridicule, his face became colder and cold, his body was full of anger, and there was no discourse response.
It's just that the offensive in your hands began to become more and more wild.
But in his mind, he couldn't help remembering that a few years ago, he played against Wei Anhou, and the other party also mocked him like a thin girl.
So that he was arrogant and began to secretly practice foreign skills.
Make the appearance of the body gradually transition to the major muscle domination.
"No!"
"Don't fight again!"
On the soft and red bed couch, Princess Red Lotus stood up immediately, trying to stop Ji Wuye's fight with Wei Zhuang.
But the two of them tacitly tacitly tacitly threw Princess Honglian aside.
Don't hurt her.
"Dangdang ...!"
Eight feet fiercely confront the shark teeth, and the dazzling Mars splashed.
Soon, the red gauze of the broken surroundings was lit. Inside the main hall, the fire became more and more intense, the smoke was filled, and the light and shadow were shaking.
Make Ji Wuye's body reflection with Weizhuang's body, it looks hazy and distorted.
"Come, Wei Zhuang, the general of this night has cut you!"