“The two daughters of Longge Zhenhuang were also sent with the world.” The nine kings waved.

The two tigers and leopards each took a woman and strode to the majesty. The boots were kicked behind their knees and the woman was in the dust. From the figure, they are just a young girl, the body of the dress is bright and luxurious, and the long hair is covered with a face, and the bruises on the wrist can’t be covered.

“It’s so big…” The majesty was silent for a moment, whispering.

The girl in the red horse step skirt slammed her head and raised her hair. The bright scorpion was like a sharp knife. The people who saw her looks were stunned.

“It’s a beauty!” Iron made a whisper in the ear of Momogan.

Bimogan did not answer, slightly open his mouth and saw God. Even if it is full of dust, it can’t hide her beauty. It is Zhang Mingyan’s face like jade. The upper teeth like the shells bite the lips, and there is a kind of charm in the anger. The wind blew her loose hair, and the heart trembled with her hair, completely forgetting where she was.

“I really didn’t think so beautiful,” he said, “I have been fascinated for a long time. “There are unkempt faces along the way. Uncle Beidu only changed clothes for them and washed away the mud.”

Dajun looked at her and sighed for a long time. This is Longge, the eldest daughter of Longge Zhenhuang. When she was born, the monarch also held her.

“Brother, can’t release it.” The Nine King whispered, “Otherwise, at the Courigue Conference, the chiefs of several major tribes…”

“Then, sent to the princes in the tent for slaves… No, sent to the prince’s tent as a slave, not to be released, nor to be transferred.”

“Lv Gioul, want to make us give in, it is better to kill us! Our Longge’s daughter will not bow to the enemy!” The captive and dumb screaming, she struggled.

Two tiger leopards rushed to press her shoulders, but they forced her. They tried to push her head down, but Long Ge沁 looked up desperately, his eyes glanced from the cracks in his hair, staring at the Maharaja. The tiger-riding warrior slammed her palm on her face, and her half of her cheeks were blood red, but she shouted. Finally, the soldiers pinched her cheeks and slammed the whip handle into her mouth, and her snoring became a heavy gasp in her throat.

Dajun looked at her quietly, as if he had not heard anything: “Just like this, don’t grieve them.”

“Brother, don’t let two little donkeys grab it.” Iron bit his lip and squinted his hand in uneasiness.

Bimogan’s heart was hot. He did not want to give up this opportunity and hurriedly approached: “There are just a few people in the son’s tent. The father sent them to his son. The son will not treat them badly.”

The monarch is still hesitating, but the nine kings have taken the following words: “Bimogan made great contributions to his brother this time. If his brother does not appreciate him, he will give these two women to him. Bimo is the son of kindness. It won’t be bad for them.”

Bimogan sneaked a sneak peek at the Nine Kings and couldn’t hide the look of joy. The nine kings also smiled at him, and there is no need to say anything between them.

“Alright, just like this.” Dajun finally nodded.

Bimogan is not self-satisfied, stepping forward, stretching his arms to prevent the tiger leopard riding tightly against Longge, watching those rough hands pinched on the girl’s delicate body, his heart is faintly angered. Runge squats all over the body, lying on the side of the grass, with the breathing chest undulating.

Bimogan is just looking forward: “From now on I am your master, listening to my orders, I will naturally not let you suffer.”

His words were spoken to two people, but his eyes were only on Longge. Look at the fresh and white skin of her horse’s milk, the lips are gorgeous like spring wild poppies, and the curves of the red skirt are like the soft back of the lamb. He just didn’t dare to look at Long Ge’s eyes, and some feared her eyes.

“The big prince… really… want me?”

The sound of Longge’s voice is intermittent. She tried to prop up her body and raised her face. The scorpion flashed in the sun, like a magnificent blue. Bimogan only felt that the tongue was too dry to bear: “Of course, I will never let you suffer.”

Longe looked at him, slowly, her face looked gentle, “Thank you the big prince…”

Her voice went down, and Mogan saw her whispering in her lips, but she couldn’t help it. She couldn’t help but bend down and scrape it.

“Stop!” The voice of the Nine King came from behind.

It was already too late to be surprised by Momo. Longe slammed forward and slammed it on his chest, pulling out the little knives hanging there.

“Lv Wei!” Long Ge’s shouts were hoarse and stern.

“Protect the Maharaja!” The nine kings yelled and reached for their waist, but they touched the air. His sword was left in the side pocket of the saddle.

He had to stand in front of the Maharaja side, but the monarch did not know what to do. He took a step on his own. The nine kings shouldered a collision with him and even took a step back. Longge’s red dress is like a group of fire, she waved a small sabre, desperately pounced on the maharaja, she and the majesty are empty. Bashu rushed out according to the handle, and watched as the knife swayed in the blazing sun, but he could not catch up.

“Bi Mogan!” The nine king’s big deaf is deafening.

Bimogan’s mind was empty, and the thought of pulling the sword was like a flash of light. He swayed sideways and the cold light flashed, and Mogan took a step by step, clearly felt his sword cut into the human body, opened his back bones, and pushed straight in. The hot blood rushed in the air, and Longge swayed weakly, and fell back. Her soft back of her lamb split open. Bimogan loosened the hilt and hugged her.

Long Ge沁 was laughing. With a poisonous smile, she used her last strength to open her mouth: “We are the daughter of the real department, who is the slave, do not do it!”

She slammed the shoulders of Mogan, and the body fell heavily on the grass. The top of the hilt was on the ground, and the sword slammed out from the front chest. The blood was as red as her horse’s skirt, and it splattered on the grass.

Silence, quiet to hear the eagle in the air. Bimogan looked at his hand in a dull manner, and the blood on the top of the dragon was still warm.

The sobs of the screams rang, like a single string in the wind.

Long Ge’s little daughter, Long Ge, who had been head down, cried and crawled to her sister’s body. She stood up with Mogan and took a few steps. Longe clings to her sister, she fumbles and holds the wound on the back of Longge, and does not let the blood flow out, as if the blood does not flow away, Longge can still live. But her little hand couldn’t hold it anymore. Longge’s body was getting colder and colder in her arms. She looked desperately at her bloody hands and buried her head on Longge’s chest.

In the silence, the crying is so harsh. She cried as she cried, as if she wanted to say something to her sister, but no one could understand it. She was dumb. Amo squatted over and took his sleeves to cover his face, and he could not help but shed tears. He remembered the mare who died last year at home. The little scorpion surrounded the mother in the snow and licked its body until she was desperate. She stood there and watched her mother being towed away for a long time. No sound is made.

“Come on! Come on! Let’s go down! Let’s drag it down!” The nine kings first came back to God and sipped and stood sideways in front of the Maharaja. His forehead was violent and his face was blue and terrible.

More than a dozen tiger leopard riders rushed out of the array, and the nobles only woke up. They grabbed the warriors and took them out in the middle. Some people couldn’t control the horses in a panic, and the horses slammed into the air. It’s a mess. Countless figures flashed in front of him, and Amo was pressed back. He saw the tigers and leopards riding a sharp knife in their hands, and wanted to rush out to do something, but he also knew that he could not. Offended the Maharaja, who are all guilty of death.

“Azul! Azul!” someone shouted, “Come back! Come back!”

That is the voice of the old man! Amo recognized it. He tried to open his arms and wanted to see where Hesa ​​was. He suddenly stopped, and the whole crowd followed him quietly, and the warriors who wore the tiger leopard. They were only a mile away from the girl who was crying, but hesitated and did not dare to advance. The son stood in front of them.

“Come back! Come back!” Hesa ​​shouted and shouted, but now everyone is watching this strange scene.

The child hesitated and looked back. Hesa ​​desperately waved at him. At the moment when his eyes passed, Amo felt that he was cold and made a slight sigh. The child was also jealous. He turned his head and went to the saber of the tiger and leopard to ride the soldiers, and slowly opened his arms. The two sleeves of the white robes were like the eagle’s wings, and everyone knew what he was going to do – he blocked the dragons behind him.

The wind blew his fluffy sleeves, and he gasped in a light and hurried way, and the tiger leopard ride knew that he was afraid. However, the tiger and leopard riders are even more frightened, and no one dares to rush over. That is the world.

“Protect the world! Hold on to this rebellion!” The nine kings drank again.

The tiger and leopard riders boldly marched forward, and the head of the centurion lifted the knife and threatened, and opened his arms to hold the world in his arms. His knife was ready to be cut down on Longge’s head. The eyes that the nine kings handed over were extremely cold. This is the time to erect military power. The world did not dodge, he looked at the blade, and even reached out to go to the arm of the centurion holding the knife. In the panic of the centurion, the centurion fully recovered the saber, and the body lost its balance and slammed into the body of the child.

The saber fell into the grass, and both of them fell to the ground. The sons of the world held their hands in the ground and kept the girl in his thin body. He suddenly coughed up violently, splashing the girl’s tender face, it was a bright red blood. He wiped the blood on the girl’s face with his hand, dialed her hair in front of her forehead, and struggled to stand up again. Like the first time, he opened his arms again and blocked it in front of Longge.

There were some turmoil in the crowd, and the face of the monarch was terrible.

“Get out of the way!” The nine kings drank the frightened tiger and leopard riders. He took the sword from the saddle and stood in front of the child.

“Shi Zi! The rebellion of the Ministry of Reality is murdering your father. It is the enemy of our Qingyang Department. You must know your own weight!”

He stepped forward with the knife and coldly pressed the world, even the warrior like the Bab, saw the eyes of the nine kings feel cold.

The child shook even more, and he stepped back in a small step. The old man also trembled like a child, and his beard trembled. Amo felt that his heart had to jump out.

The world suddenly collapsed. Everyone was light, but the child stood up again. He struggled to support his body, squatting and trying to raise his head. His arms are hanging to the ground, holding in his hand – a sword!

It was the saber that the tiger and leopard rode down. The child held the knife in both hands with an extremely clumsy posture to meet the nine kings. The sound of all the people’s air-conditioning turned into a low-pitched voice. The world’s son was pointed at his uncle. Amo felt that his head was empty, and that child had an unusual stubbornness in the awkward posture of the knife.

The next step of the Nine Kings could not step out, and he stood there rigidly.

“Do you stop!” The voice of Dajun’s low voice broke the silence.

He jerked his eyes and swept like an invisible knife, and the white hair in his eyes was chilling. He stepped forward and copied the knife in the hands of the Nine Kings and took his hand to the horse.

“Buried this child.” He glanced at the body of Long Ge, and looked at Long Ge. “The child stayed in the tent of the world to take care of the child. It was disposed of. I don’t want to hear anyone else. Speaking of this!”

He didn’t look at his son again, and took a picture of the shoulders of the nine kings: “Eru, go to the palace to worship the ancestors.”

The nobles got on the horse and followed the majesty back to the city. The tiger and leopard rides outside the city, and the white flag leads the army to the south. Only the grassland that had been trampled on, the people were few, the wind was getting bigger, and Amo took his lens to block the wind and sand, and gathered together with Dahesa to the side of the world. The aristocrats who were far away whispered something. Amo faintly heard about this child, but could not hear clearly. He only thought that the eyes that people quietly handed were somewhat different.

Dahesa went up one by one to open the child’s hand, threw the sabre aside, touched his head silently, pointing to the lady who had already waited aside: “Azul, Hehe Sa is back to the city, and Mrs. Inch is your mother.”

Amo knows Mrs. Ying, the wife of Qingyang’s famous Mu Li. The monarch who appointed such an honorable lady as a child of the world seems to be deeply pampered, but I don’t know why such a favored son has to be sent away from the true face of the parents.

The child looked up and looked at the kind lady of the good, not talking, but shook her head.

“Azul, can you remember it? It was the wife of the Emperor of England who gave birth to you. At that time, you only had one kitten.” Dahesa held his hand and was the size of a cat.

The child still shakes his head and does not look at it when he turns his head.

Both Mrs. Inch and Dahe Sa are picking up. The old man scratched his head and couldn’t help.

“Mum is dead,” the child stepped back. “She is dead…”

Amo snorted involuntarily, only to feel that there is such a strong bloody atmosphere in this sentence.

“Suma…Suma…” The child turned to the girl in the face who was sitting on the ground and shouted her nickname. He stretched his trembling hand to her face as if to wipe the tears from her face.

The girl’s eyes were full of horror. She held her sister’s body in her arms and wanted to retreat, but she could not retreat. She suddenly bite on the palm of the world, and the old man screamed and rushed out to pull them away.

But he suddenly stopped. The blood dripped slowly from the edge of the palm of the world, but the child did not move, and did not move, even the painful look. He just quietly looked at the girl named Longge Ning Suma, and then extended the other hand to wipe the tears on her face.

The blood dripped on his white big sleeves and slowly oozing.

“Suma…I am… Don’t be afraid… I will protect you…”

The child’s face suddenly lost his blood. He pressed his forehead hard and couldn’t stand the dizziness. He struggled to stand up, but lost his strength and fell into the grass with powerlessness.

【history】

Many years later, Qingyang Zhaowu Gong Lu Guichen Azul died in his golden tent.

The dying Zhaowugong waited for the owner and the bachelor to discuss his nickname. He held the hand of Dahe Sayan Jinglong and said: “I have vowed to protect Qingyang and the people I love, but I am wrong. I am too arrogant! In fact, my ability can only protect the area. Personally. Unfortunately, they have left me one by one.”

Then he passed out and waited until the family members passed the agreed “Zhaowu” nickname into the gold account. He only opened his eyes again and said something that no one can understand in history.

Then he died.

For the first time, Yan Jinglong thought that the palm of his hand had loosened, and Dahesa, who was hanging down, suddenly couldn’t help but burst into tears, thinking of the child in the blazing sun many years ago.

“I will protect you.” In fact, his life is only alive for this sentence.