Wei Wu respectfully took off the sword from his waist, presented it to him respectfully, and said respectfully, "My subordinate is Wei Wu."
There was a sound of "swipe" and a flash of cold light. The man turned over and stood upright with his sword in hand. He had a straight posture and commanding momentum. A pair of peach blossom eyes condensed a cold murderous aura. His slightly messy black hair swayed in the cold wind.
, behind him was a glowing ray of light and thousands of horses galloping (ahem, it was actually two colts in the stable kicking and kicking), as if the decisive and decisive god of war descended from the sky.
Wei Wu looked at the heroic man in front of him in confusion. Is this the Prince Zhao who screamed last night?
"I don't care who you are, Wei Ji. I only know that you are that black-hearted bitch!" Before Wei Wu could figure it out, he felt a colorful shadow flash in front of his eyes, and then he felt a pain on the back of his neck.
, then with a "dong" sound, the person tilted into the manger full of feed without knowing anything.
Zhao Yue angrily stomped on Wei Wu's ass, "Damn it, if I hadn't been frightened last night, it wouldn't have been your turn to tie me up, you bastard!"
After a long time, Zhao Yue finished his post-dinner exercises, turned around to boost his energy, flew up to the roof, and ran straight to the slightly quieter main courtyard.
Xiao Bai, that evil-hearted person, dislikes the hustle and bustle the most. He must have left the previous banquet to his master and a few brothers. At this moment, it’s hard to say that he is wandering around in the mist and mountains with his little vixen in his arms! The more Zhao Yue thought about it, the angrier he became.
After a few moves of his feet, he landed in the quiet main courtyard.
"Xiao Bai! Get out!" Zhao Yue stood in the middle of the yard holding a sword and shouted angrily.
After a while, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door opened, and Xue Min slowly walked out of the door.
Zhao Yue took a closer look. He was wearing a moon-white tunic. His skin was whiter than the clothes, like the white snow under the sun. It seemed to have a pale and warm luster, making him look like a person carved from ice crystals.
Son, under the long eyelashes like black phoenix wings, the dark eyes are dark, and the delicate lips are also slightly pale.
Zhao Yue became even more angry when he saw it. Isn't this just a sign of physical weakness, mental fatigue, and overwork? Obviously, this evil-hearted man has made the little fox energetic and yang-yin-yin!
"It seems like it's time for Wei Wu to go back to the General Office of Internal Oversight to practice some exercise." Xue Ming slowly sat down at the stone table. The cool breeze blew past, and the corners of his snow-white clothes were fluttering, as if a flower was about to bloom in the warm air.
White snow dissipating in the sunlight.
"Xiao Bai! Today, I will avenge my junior sister!" Zhao Yue's misty peach blossom eyes condensed with cold anger. This anger seemed to be condensed into thousands of cold sword lights, which threatened to kill the person in front of him.
People are torn into pieces.
"Zhao Yue, you and I have fought three hundred and sixty-one times. Except for the first one where you won, have you ever defeated me in the following? Have you thought about it this time?" Xue Ming Youran raised her slender white hand,
It blocked the few rays of sunlight seeping out from behind the thick clouds.
"Hmph! Even if I risk my life today, I will teach you a lesson for my junior sister!" Zhao Yue suddenly drew his sword.
"Hold on," Xue Ming waved her hand gently, with a vague smile on her lips, "Half an hour later, you and I will have a showdown at the top of Houshan Mountain. Now, I want to go and appease the beauty first.
"
After that, Xue Ming didn't wait for him to answer, and stood up and went back to the room, closing the door with a bang. Wei Wu respectfully took off the sword from his waist, presented it to him respectfully, and said respectfully:
"My subordinate is Wei Wu."
There was a sound of "swipe" and a flash of cold light. The man turned over and stood upright with his sword in hand. He had a straight posture and commanding momentum. A pair of peach blossom eyes condensed a cold murderous aura. His slightly messy black hair swayed in the cold wind.
, behind him was a glowing ray of light and thousands of horses galloping (ahem, it was actually two colts in the stable kicking and kicking), as if the decisive and decisive god of war descended from the sky.
Wei Wu looked at the heroic man in front of him in confusion. Is this the Prince Zhao who screamed last night?
"I don't care who you are, Wei Ji. I only know that you are that black-hearted bitch!" Before Wei Wu could figure it out, he felt a colorful shadow flash past in front of his eyes, followed by a pain on the back of his neck.
, then with a "dong" sound, the person tilted into the manger full of feed without knowing anything.
Zhao Yue angrily stomped on Wei Wu's ass, "Damn it, if I hadn't been frightened last night, it wouldn't have been your turn to tie me up, you bastard!"
After a long time, Zhao Yue finished his post-dinner exercises, turned around to boost his energy, flew up to the roof, and ran straight to the slightly quieter main courtyard.
Xiao Bai, that evil-hearted person, dislikes the hustle and bustle the most. He must have left the previous banquet to his master and a few brothers. At this moment, it’s hard to say that he is wandering around in the mist and mountains with his little vixen in his arms! The more Zhao Yue thought about it, the angrier he became.
After a few moves of his feet, he landed in the quiet main courtyard.
"Xiao Bai! Get out!" Zhao Yue stood in the middle of the yard holding a sword and shouted angrily.
After a while, there was a "squeak" sound, and the door opened, and Xue Min slowly walked out of the door.
Zhao Yue took a closer look. He was wearing a moon-white tunic. His skin was whiter than the clothes, like the white snow under the sun. It seemed to have a pale and warm luster, making him look like a person carved from ice crystals.
Son, under the long eyelashes like black phoenix wings, the dark eyes are dark, and the delicate lips are also slightly pale.
Zhao Yue became even more angry when he saw it. Isn't this just a sign of physical weakness, mental fatigue, and overwork? Obviously, this evil-hearted man has made the little fox energetic and yang-yin-yin!
"It seems like it's time for Wei Wu to go back to the General Office of Internal Oversight to practice some exercise." Xue Ming slowly sat down at the stone table. The cool breeze blew past, and the corners of his snow-white clothes were fluttering, as if a flower was about to bloom in the warm air.
White snow dissipating in the sunlight.
"Xiao Bai! Today, I will avenge my junior sister!" Zhao Yue's misty peach blossom eyes condensed with cold anger. This anger seemed to be condensed into thousands of cold sword lights, which threatened to kill the person in front of him.
People are torn into pieces.
"Zhao Yue, you and I have fought three hundred and sixty-one times. Except for the first one where you won, have you ever defeated me in the following? Have you thought about it this time?" Xue Ming Youran raised her slender white hand,
It blocked the few rays of sunlight seeping out from behind the thick clouds.
"Hmph! Even if I risk my life today, I will teach you a lesson for my junior sister!" Zhao Yue suddenly drew his sword.
"Hold on," Xue Ming waved her hand gently, with a vague smile on her lips, "Half an hour later, you and I will have a showdown at the top of Houshan Mountain. Now, I want to go and appease the beauty first.
"
After that, Xue Ming didn't wait for his answer, got up and went back to the room, and closed the door with a bang.
