Mei Liangchen was naturally overjoyed when she heard his promise. Two shallow pear dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth, as beautiful as peach blossoms. "Okay, I will also bother the general to help me find a job in the library."
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Huo Zhongting looked at her with confusion and said, "You still want to pretend to be a man?" The library was full of people with great Confucianism and profound knowledge, and there were boys who were quick and intelligent, who were called the pillars of the country.
She put the long leather leaf into his hand and raised her delicate eyebrows high: "Why not?"
But the word just fell.
Huo Zhongting's cold eyes suddenly turned cold! He blocked Mei Liangchen in front of him, raised his arms, and pulled out a dazzling sword flower in the air. He only heard a burst of popping sounds, and the eagle-feathered arrows of Min Liao's cavalry
It was scattered all over the ground..
"They are coming" she exclaimed and trembled...
At the top of Gol Peak in the evening, the setting sun is like blood, reflecting the figure of the hero red. In the hunting mountain wind, the mountain forest like ink-colored ghosts is constantly rolling and swirling. The strong murderous aura penetrates the clear air,
Swept in without mercy...
There were countless soldiers and horses hiding in the mountains, watching them with eager eyes. This was a battle without any suspense. He and Mei Liangchen were no match for a wave of heart-piercing arrows!
Huo Zhongting blocked her behind him and gasped heavily: "Hurry up and tie the blades up!"
Mei Liangchen's heart almost burst out of her chest, her ears were ringing, her hands were trembling and weak, and she tied them several times without success. In the end, there was only a creaking sound, and the last cane broke.
"Not yet?" All his attention was focused on the forty or fifty feet in front of him, and he never expected that she would break the cane.
For a moment, countless messy images flashed through her head, which suddenly fell into despair. The clearest scene was that of her falling from a high altitude and being shattered into pieces by the river water as hard as a city wall.
Looking at the figure as tall and tall as a green pine in front of him, he thought that his beloved wife was still waiting for his return in Bianjing... Mei Liangchen gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!"
He led her back towards the cliff behind with small steps.
The umbrella was swollen by the strong wind. He stepped on the grabbing pole with his combat boots and ordered her with a cold expression: "Grab it!"
The moment Mei Liangchen caught the umbrella, a burst of arrows covering the sky and shining with cold light came from all directions!
"Jump!" His extremely handsome eyes were now widened, and the sword was slippery with the cold sweat on his palms. He was not sure that he could block every iron arrow, but what he could do was to leave the hope of life to him.
The woman behind!
"Let's dance together!" Her persistence always arouses men's overwhelming anger.
Puff... Puff...
There was another clash of swords and swords, with the same force as last time, but the Min Liao cavalry did not seem to be using their full strength.
Huo Zhongting finally caught the handle of the umbrella and felt relieved. However, when he looked at Mei Liangchen, his eyes were filled with shock. Where was her long leather cloak? Her back was empty and worryingly thin.
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Mei Liangchen actually smiled. Her eyes were as gorgeous as the sunset on the horizon and as deep as the river. Dawn and dusk, morning and sunset, all existed quietly in them for eternity.