When the lively party ended, it was already late at night.
Surrounded by a group of young people.
Nan Yanxi, who was slightly tipsy, staggered to the beautiful yurt specially prepared for them.
His wooden frame was sitting quietly on the bed, waiting for his sweetheart.
The warm firelight from the big red wedding candle shone on his pretty, blushing face.
It looks so beautiful, so moving.
Standing at the door, Nan Yanxi was drunk for a moment.
He stood on the spot in a daze.
Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Qi Muge raised his head slightly and happened to see his dumb look.
I couldn't help but purse my lips and smile, and said coquettishly: "Idiot...what are you looking at?"
Nan Yanxi came back to her senses and smiled silly: "Look at my wife! She is so beautiful today."
Unexpectedly, Qi Muge's little mouth pouted: "What? I'm not pretty usually?"
"Beautiful, beautiful, my wife is beautiful all the time!"
Nan Yanxi smiled stupidly, feeling a little at a loss.
Qimuge raised his eyes and looked away from him, shyly saying: "Then...then what are you waiting for?"
After saying that, his face turned redder.
"Ah? Oh!" Hearing this, Nan Yanxi was stunned for a moment, and then understood.
He turned around and closed the door, looking at the charming beauty in front of him.
Nan Yanxi couldn't bear it anymore.
A hungry tiger pounced on the food and knocked down the beautiful woman sitting on the wedding bed.
Only Qimuge's shy voice was left in the room: "Oh... blow out the candles first..."
Then, the house fell into darkness.
A group of young people who were scratching the wall outside the window were driven away by Su Rile.
Listening to the fairy music gradually rising in the room, the drunk Su Rile chuckled.
Staggeringly, I continued drinking.
The night sky over the grassland is particularly beautiful, with the wind blowing, the clouds moving, and the stars moving.
With Nan Yanxi's sigh, a grand gathering of fairy music suddenly ended at its peak.
The two of them were breathing heavily and lying softly on the bed.
He stretched out his hand to hold the beautiful woman in his arms, the two of them slowly reminisced and fell asleep sweetly without knowing it.
Deep in the distant grassland, the intermittent howling of wolves could be heard.
It seems to be congratulating the two newcomers.
The cheerfully singing insects hiding in the grass suddenly stopped chirping.
There was silence around the yurt.
Suddenly, an almost imperceptible sound sounded.
It was the sound of footsteps stepping on the grass leaves, very light and slow.
But it gradually came closer to the yurt.
The guard outside the yurt was already drunk.
Nan Yanxi and the other two people in the room were not aware of it at all.
The two of them were cuddling together happily and falling asleep deeply.
The voice outside the door was getting closer and closer until it came to the door.
The sharp tip of the sword stretched out from the crack in the door and gently moved upward.
The door bolt was easily opened, and a figure walked into the room.
He gently came to the bed and looked at Nan Yanxi, who was still sleeping in front of him.
The man in black smiled coldly and slowly raised the sword in his hand!
Nan Yanxi had a dream while he was sleeping. He dreamed that he had returned to the Ming Dynasty and to Saarhu!
Heavy snow was falling all over the sky, and he staggered while walking in the heavy snow.
He shouted everyone's name as hard as he could, but got no response.
When Nan Yanxi turned around, she saw behind her a pack of wolves that she had killed. The leading white wolf roared towards her.
He could only run forward as hard as he could, but his feet were soft and he couldn't run.
When I turned around again, the wolves were gone, replaced by groups of slave-building Eight Banners soldiers!
Nan Yanxi was surrounded by them and was completely at a loss!
Suddenly, an Eight Banners soldier rushed towards him with a spear in hand.
The sharp spearhead pierced his chest hard.
Nan Yanxi was suddenly startled and opened her eyes suddenly.
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a tall and graceful black figure suddenly stood in front of him.
The long sword in his hand was raised high, ready to stab.
Nan Yanxi rolled inwards subconsciously.
With a pop, the sword stuck close to his skin and pierced the bed.
The unique cold feeling of metal suddenly spread all over the body.
Nan Yanxi lost all sleep in an instant and woke up with a jolt.
"I'll go!" He shouted subconsciously, running towards the chest of the man in black and kicking his leg.
How could the man in black have imagined that this guy would wake up at the critical moment?
He stabbed the air with his sword, but before he could react, he was kicked by Nan Yanxi!
Fortunately, this kid didn't use much force in his haste.
He took two steps back, then raised his hand and struck out with another sword!
At this time, Nan Yanxi, who kicked out, couldn't help but be stunned.
When you step on it, it feels soft and elastic.
Look at this graceful and tall figure, she turns out to be a female assassin.
This woman was unequivocal. When she missed a blow, another sword struck her in the chest instantly.
Fortunately, Qimuge gave him his scimitar and placed it beside his bed.
Nan Yanxi turned around quickly and grabbed the handle of the scimitar.
Then he turned around and slashed with a sword, golden light flashing.
Just listen to the "dang" sound, the sound of metal collision!
The long sword of the man in black was cut in half by the scimitar.
A small section of the sword fell to the ground with a clang.
Nan Yanxi secretly shouted in her heart, "What a knife!"
Without giving her time to react, she rolled out of bed and then came up with a knife.
The sword struck towards the assassin with the sound of breaking wind.
A flash of lightning and flint was seen, and Nan Yanxi slashed down with his sword.
Unexpectedly, the assassin just turned slightly to one side and easily escaped.
Nan Yanxi was secretly shocked. This person's martial arts skills were probably not low.
I didn't dare to be careless, and the second and third cuts followed.
Nan Yanxi's sword skills are dense and connected, and the golden sword glows with golden light under the moonlight.
However, under such a fierce offensive, the assassin did not panic at all and easily dodged them all.
However, the sound of fighting in the house woke up Qimuge from his deep sleep.
Seeing this scene, I couldn't help but be shocked. I opened my sandalwood mouth and shouted "There is an assassin!"
However, all the guards were already drunk, and no one responded for a while.
His wooden frame was unambiguous, he turned around, put on his clothes, drew his Yanling knife and came to help.
The assassin knew he couldn't wait any longer.
He broke the sword in his hand and swung it with all his strength towards the two men.
He easily deflected the knife stabbed by his wooden lattice and turned around with a whip kick.
The little girl was hit instantly, and with a moan, she was kicked far away.
"I'll fuck you!"
Seeing that his wooden frame was injured, Nan Yanxi couldn't help but yell angrily, and attacked even more fiercely with the scimitar in his hand.
But the man in black was not confused at all. He saw the opportunity, cut off the sword with his hand, turned around, and slapped him on the wrist holding the sword.
Nan Yanxi felt her hands go numb, and the scimitar came out of her hands.
The assassin then flew up and kicked Nan Yanxi in the chest.
"Poof" a mouthful of blood spurted out, and Nan Yanxi flew backwards.
It hit the pillar in the yurt hard.
The assassin didn't stop, he ducked over, his broken sword pointed away.
Stab Nan Yanxi in the chest!
"don't want!"
At this moment, Nan Yanxi suddenly heard a shout.
Qi Muge threw herself on him with all her strength, and the dagger behind her pierced her heart!
"No!"
In an instant, Nan Yanxi's eyes were about to burst!