MTL - The Lady’s Sickly Husband-~ 101 to Beijing, she wants to be a person

In the early morning, there is fog and thick fog.

The fog is too big to see the road, and it is impossible to start as planned.

Since I arrived in Kyoto, it was the National Government Office that went back to the city. When I took this time, Ning Shaoqing ordered the first day to dress up for the daughter of a thousand snow, no longer a woman's dress.

When he was dressed up in a thousand snows, he walked out of the carriage, and Ning Shaoqing took a strange snow and sat on the soft grass, talking about the many things in Kyoto.

The thick milky white mist floats like a floc, like a place in a fairyland. When a thousand snows lean on Ning Shaoqing to listen to him, he stretches out his hand and opens his fingers to see the sky.

The fog is big and the visibility is low. However, at this moment, she suddenly saw a black spot drifting through her fingers. The closer the black spot is, the darkness flies, covering her sight.

It was an eagle, a pale eagle.

The eagle hovered in the air, hovering over the white jade-like rocks across the horizon, like a black cloud. The strange face of the strangely snowy face immediately showed a strange expression. Is there an eagle at this time?

The strange snow looked up at the flying eagle above the head, said, "Shaoqing, the eagle, will there be anything wrong?"

Ning Shaoqing shook his head and said, "That is just an eagle!"

There was no opening in the snow, and the eagle suddenly rushed down to the side of the house, aiming at the eyes of thousands of snow.

The face of a thousand snow has changed, and the steel needle is already in hand.

Yes, the eagle's movements are faster and more accurate than people. According to its speed, the strange snow is really not sure of the point.

However, Ning Shaoqing’s movements are faster, others are floating like clouds, and fluttering, his sleeves are like clouds, waving to the eyes of the eagle.

The eagle screamed and flew like a meteor. In the blink of an eye, there was a thick fog.

Ning Shaoqing stood in the thick fog, on the rocks, and the clothes fluttered like a fairy.

In the thousands of snow-shocking, I haven’t turned around yet, but Ning Shaoqing’s mouth spit out two words, “Prepare!”

The eagle flew back, the wings fluttered, and the wind blew. Only this time, there is a stretched figure behind the eagle.

The eagle is hovering, and the man has flew down, like a leaf floating lightly on the rock.

He stood on the rock, but he didn't have much sense of existence, no masking, no deliberate decoration, and people couldn't see the face, but it made people feel scared.

"You can scare away my eagle, and it is natural that it is not a family that has a vain name." His expression was serious and cautious. With the one who claimed to be the end of a sword, only looking at the momentum, it is the high and low judgment.

After the words are finished, and no longer nonsense, the sword in the arms is sent forward. This sword has not been squirted, and this momentum has made no one dare to sneak at him.

The stranger and thousands of snow, which are far apart and do not understand the martial arts, have already felt the chill of the sword, and the heart beats uneasy.

Ning Shaoqing first protected Mo Qianxue behind her, and when she saw the sword, she pushed her to Mo Zhen. The shadow turned into a black shadow and stood in the original position of the strange snow.

Without the instructions of Ning Shaoqing, Mo Zhen took out the long sword and gathered the inner gas to protect the strange snow while entering the state of preparation.

This series of changes only happened in an instant.

On the opposite side of the rock, Jianguang came out, and Sen Han’s suffocating swords, and thousands of snow could not even open his eyes. When she opened her eyes again, she only saw the sword flying in the sky, and Ning Shaoqing was shrouded in Jianguang. The sword is broken and the sword is whistling.

This is a heavyweight showdown, and there are people who can't think of killing them. It seems that the future will face far more dangerous than this.

Although the strange snow is a god, but the voice of the person is still clear in the whistling, "Let the ruthless sword come to a magic sword Yuqing."

Ruthless sword! There is a bad feeling in the heart of a thousand snows.

Ning Shaoqing did not dial the sword.

His sword is still around his waist, and he has no chance to draw a sword.

Masters showdown, the first opportunity is very important, this person is obviously a master of high hands, timing, fighters, mentality, grasping the score is not bad.

When Ning Shaoqing pushed away the snow, the eagle rushed over again. He shot down the flying eagle with one hand. The sword of the man had already come out. He was so arrogant that the man had arrived.

The sword in the palm of the man has been squirted, and the sword is facing the heart of Ning Shaoqing. This sword is absolutely a deadly sword, accurate, vicious, rapid, and ruthless.

In an emergency, Ning Shaoqing moved his footsteps, one side of the body, the sword crossed from the side of the body, and pierced into his clothes room, Ning Shaoqing’s hand had already touched the waist and pulled out the magic sword Yuqing.

The strange snow saw the sword stabbing into the closet, and the heart suddenly mentioned the scorpion, and then saw that there was no blood flowing out, just piercing the clothes on the chest. The sword has been recovered, and Ning Shaoqing has a sword in his hand.

When I mentioned the heart in my mouth, I put it halfway. This sword is too dangerous. If he is a little bit slower, the sword will pass through the chest. Although the heart is halfway down, the back is already soaked by cold sweat.

The sword of the magic sword Yuqing is light, spiritual, mysterious, and wonderful. It is even more unpredictable in the hands of Ning Shaoqing, and the disadvantages are turned!

Ning Shaoqing only used the pick, the cut, the stab three-word decision, but the sword went light, and with the sword, the man was forced to breathe.

However, that person is not a mediocrity. Obviously, it is necessary to set up Ning Shaoqing to die, to recruit Zhao Jian, Jian Jian.

The trend of the sword is even more unpredictable and irresistible.

Ruthless sword, ruthless under the sword!

The man rushed to attack several times, and suddenly turned into a brilliant meteor after turning the situation.

Ms. Qian Xuexin also mentioned the eyes of the blind man. She thought that Ning Shaoqing would inevitably hurt his sword.

Of course, she is wrong.

"When", the stars are splashing,

Ning Shaoqing actually caught the ruthless sword that was as fast as a meteor.

When the two swords meet, the man still has a move, and he raises his hand to face it.

Ning Shaoqing's Master of Heaven in the Xiangguo Temple is the only disciple of the Master of Heaven, and he is also a source of Ning's family. The internal strength is deep, of course, not the average person can compare.

Under the attack of the two swords, the palm of the hand arrived, and the man was shaken and flew out.

But he did not fall down. Although his sword had been shaken out of a gap, the tiger's mouth had been shattered, but he did not fall down, but a swallow in the air turned over and stood on the opposite rock.

"The big son really has a well-deserved reputation." After the words, he made a shout in his mouth.

With the sound of shouting, the surrounding sounds of fine ropes.

The familiar cuckoo sounds, only a blink of an eye, and they are covered with dark whistle.

When I saw the situation, I was dragging the snow and got a carriage. I took the lead and stood on the roof to protect the body.

A thousand snow through the curtain, saw a personal shadow penetrating from the dense fog, the dark whistle... all greeted up...

Ah San A, the first fifteenth is good by the horse station.

Their mission is to protect thousands of snow.

For the war of meat, the strange snow can not help. The only thing she can help is to hide herself, and try not to add trouble to Ning Shaoqing.

Shaoqing’s opponent is very strong and strong! Otherwise, the shadow will not always follow.

The hands of the thousands of snow are full of needles. This time it is not an embroidery needle, but a steel needle used in acupuncture points.

When I went to Tianxiang City for the last time, she didn’t just buy some food.

The sound of the knife outside, the sound of the sound.

Occasionally, a few people turned over the outside of the encirclement, close to the front of the car, the probe into the inside, were hit by a thousand snow.

This is her first time killing, but she has no fear of killing, but her heart is an unprecedented calm.

When it’s safer, she can’t help but catch the shadow of Ning Shaoqing through the curtain.

The sound of the knife outside was gradually stopped, and the dense fog gradually faded. Only the thunder screamed, such as the rainstorm, the sword light and the lightning strike, the man’s clothes had been stained with blood, and the body flew out and crashed. Above the opposite rock, drop the abyss.

A thousand snows are inspiring.

However, a cold wind blew over and blew the blades of grass on the ground.

The inexplicable palm of the dark came.

The sneak attack came from a stranger, and the A San A, who was on the side, was knocked down and hit the carriage.

The power of one hand has not been exhausted, and the force of the other palm has followed. Mo Zhen fell from the top of the car, and the carriage was shocked to fly and flew toward the cliff.

Ning Shaoqing is still standing on the side of the wall, there is no need to rescue.

Continue to sit in the carriage, it will fall with the carriage, and it will be broken. Jumping out of the carriage will also break the cliff, and it will also fall into pieces.

However, if it is in the middle of the vines and vines, there is a possibility of a line of life.

The strange snow reacted very quickly and jumped out. As long as there is a vitality, she will have to be in her hands.

"No!" Ning Shaoqing sighed and tried to catch the carriage before flying.

However, the car is specially made. For the safety of the snow, the anti-dark arrow and the anti-knife gun are made of stainless steel. The body of the car is naturally heavy, and the speed of the drop is naturally very fast.

Although the dense fog is scattered, the dense fog under the horizon is much thicker than that on the ground. It is impossible to see the truth. Ning Shaoqing grabs the air in one hand. The carriage has already made a sound of the beat, falling into the invisible horizon. bottom.

"Ah..." Ning Shaoqing heard the noise, his heart was broken, and he couldn't help but scream, and he was about to find it next time, but he heard someone calling him, "Shaoqing..."

He thought it was an auditory hallucination, but he couldn't help but turn around and look at it.

But seeing a thousand snow hands holding a vine swinging in the air.

Happiness and sorrow are all too sudden, and Ning Shaoqing’s eyes are not dry and laugh.

Mo Qian Xueying looked at him and smiled. I have only heard of women with pears and tears, and I have seen men like this.

The sound of the knife above is bigger than the previous one.

螳螂 螳螂 蝉 蝉 在 !!

It seems that these two people are not together.

This kind of drawing is even more serious, and it is more difficult to deal with than that person.

Ning Shaoqing leaned down and slammed his feet on the rock. He was going to land, but it was a sharp arrow that flew like rain.

When the arrow rains, Ning Shaoqing holds a handful of snow in one hand and a jade sword in one hand.

The sword was danced by him, like a layer of light.

The arrow rain touched the light screen, but it flew out obliquely, some fell to the bottom, some hit the mountain wall, and some even flew back, stabbing the archer, only listening to the cry, A few people are in the middle of the arrow.

Blocked by these flying arrows, Ning Shaoqing has a burden of thousands of snow in his arms, and the body naturally falls down again.

A big net, from top to bottom, paving the sky...

One ring and one ring, one meter after another...

Between the times of crisis, the shadows have already rushed out from the dark, killing those who shoot arrows.

Ning Shaoqing guarded the strange snow to escape the big net that came from the sky, and inserted the Yuqing sword into the stone wall, finally stopping the two people's falling posture.

The cold arrow that was shot in the dark, this time is not aimed at him, but a strange snow.

I don’t know if I’m a snow.

Their figures are stable, and Ning Shaoqing holds the sword in one hand and holds a thousand snow in one hand. Naturally, he can't open his hand and deal with the arrow.

In an emergency, he threw a thousand of snow on the side of the field, and the arrow was shot into his body.

Thousands of snow flew on the body, and had their own shadows, and then looked at the above-mentioned rolling smoke, people everywhere are killed.

Seeing a thousand snow flew out from under the world, Mo Zhen was overjoyed.

In the heart of his heart, he took advantage of his own master, and while he was holding a thousand snows, he pushed the snow to the back of Mo Zhen, and then turned to the people who shot the arrows.

In the dark, the palms of the hand and the first day of the hustle and bustle of them, have already prevailed, but they saw the thousands of snow flying from the bottom of the world, and they took down the palm of the hand and took a thousand snow.

The scene was confusing, and no one could pull out to save her. The face was full of laughter.

It’s just that he is wrong. The needle in the hands of a thousand snow has never been put down for a moment. For a moment, three points in the middle, although she was hit by the palm of the hand, but also let the person body stiff, the first fifteen swords arrived, that person is standing!

Shadows find people who shoot cold arrows in the dark, the wind is over, the rocks are cracked, and Ning Shaoqing has risen from the bottom.

......

After the dense fog, the war ended, the ground was full of dead bodies, and the air was filled with blood.

The sun just rises, the young people on the green leaves are crystal clear and bright like pearls. It seems that everything that happened just now is just a cloud of smoke.

Fortunately, the arrow shot above the left arm, the shadow of Ning Shaoqing pulled the arrow, healed the wound, stopped the blood, but the attitude toward the strange snow is not good.

The strange snow does not care about the cold eyes of the shadows, only one side is distressed to die. It turns out that there are people in this world who are willing to take their lives to change her life. Some people are willing to live with each other and live without fear.

Ning Shaoqing clap his hands to comfort.

Mo Qianxue picked up his palm and put it on his face, and fixedly looked at him. "Hands of the child, and the old man!" Ning Shaoqing looked back, as if to engrave the picture.

She closed her tears and said, "You are not allowed to do this again. If you are gone, do you think that I will live alone?"

"No!" Ning Shaoqing reached out and rubbed the tears, his expression changed slightly. "Stupid girl, if I am gone, you must not only live, but also live a wonderful life, and live with my one."

"Don't tell you..."

I have already been here for two people. After careful observation by the shadows, the identity of these two people will be clear. There are strangers, thank you, killers and dead people.

Now that the shots have already been handed out, it is a good way to come to the front, and there is no trace of the traces. Just bypassing Yunqi Town, after a few hours, you can return to Beijing.

Of course, this time, they have left a few people in the darkness of the whistle, affecting the injured people to find a place to repair their own injuries, and let the number of people who have not been injured to keep up.

After only taking a break, I set off.

When the waterway was pre-determined, a bigger battle was unexpected.

The secret wind, blowing the clothes of Ning Shaoqing, also blew a cloud of dark clouds, the weather changed instantly, and the bright sunshine has been hidden by the dark clouds.

The strange thousand snow felt that the whole body was cold and stiff, and suddenly it felt like the whole body was burning by the flame.

An indescribable anger is like a flame rushing into her throat from her soles, burning her face, and burning her eyes.

Why can't this group of people let them go? The clay figurine also has a three-pointed temper. In the past, she was just struggling to think about a good life. Now she wants to let these people squat at the foot of her and Ning Shaoqing.

Of course, this battle is very tragic. Although the number of enemies is small, they are hard ideas and there are ambushes in advance.

Ning Shaoqing expected the enemy to take the lead, and the enemy was under the palm of his hand. However, because of exhaustion, he was swept away by the whirlpool of the rapids in the water, and the shadow rushed to find the source of the stream.

Looking at Ning Shaoqing was swept away by the whirlpool, a sullen in the thousands of snow chests, the infuriating blood and blood, and previously suffered from the palm of the hand, a blood can not suppress the spit out.

I have never been benefited from infuriating, and I am now suffering from it.

Thousands of snow burst into tears, the heart is like being stabbed by a sharp knife, suffocating after suffocating, I can't wait to jump off the whirlpool on the spot, but was dragged by the first squat, only to find the lost river along the river again and again.

Mo Zhen, the first fifteenth, although Ah San A Wu did not suffer from his life, he was not hurt. Mo Qianxie didn't want to hurt them, and it was only a moment that his mind was clear.

She can't have anything! It is even more impossible to find a living like a weak woman in ancient times. Even if she is dead, she must also slap the person who harms him one by one.

What's more, Ning Shaoqing just fell into the water, not necessarily dead.

She will find Ning Shaoqing's figure when she looks for it along the river bank.

It was early summer, the peach blossoms in the river were in full bloom, and the one who accompanied her to see the flowers did not know where to go.

Moonlight, full moon.

Tonight's month seems to be more beautiful than usual, beautiful and mysterious, beautiful and desolate, beautiful and heartbreaking.

Stepping on the moonlight, I squatted to the depths of the mountains. Although a few people were injured and tired, they did not dare to neglect, and did not dare to go away. They just looked after the strange snow.

The more you go, the more peach blossoms, the falling flowers, like the rain, the blossoming pieces, falling on the shoulders, making her tears full of hatred.

"Shaoqing, Shaoqing, where are you?"

The strange call of thousands of snow, no matter how she called, never saw the familiar shadow, and even more shadowless figure.

Looking for a night without fruit, a thousand snow sitting on the rock, thinking about every detail she and Ning Shaoqing get along.

Ning Shaoqing, this person did not leak water, except that the mother and son had placed him together, she did not see him eating at other places.

I remembered what Ning Shaoqing said in the morning. "Stupid girl, if I am gone, you must not only live, but also live a wonderful life, and live with my one."

There is a glimmer of hope in the heart of the thousands of snow. Has he planned for a long time?

But why not tell yourself and worry about yourself?

The sky is bright, and the light of the morning light comes over.

Mo Yan cautiously said, "Miss, look at the old slaves, we are still advanced Beijing. The aunt and the lord have their own natural world, maybe they will step by step ahead of us."

A thousand dollars are not spoken.

Ah Wu advised, "Yes, madam, I have already said it. After this drowning, I will split up." He and Asan did not believe at all, and a drowning water could wash away the son.

"I will call Miss later." They have been officially given to the thousands of snow by Ning Shaoqing, who is a prostitute when they return to the government office. They naturally want to change their mouths to call the young lady.

Seeing that these two people calmly persuaded her, the strange snow and the doubtful heart were fixed.

If Ning Shaoqing has something to do, with the loyalty of both of them, it must be anxious.

Is it... what is the last resort.

Her mind was fixed, and she shed tears. No matter what she was, she forgave him and only hoped that he would be well. She would rather have him forced her to swindle her, and she does not want him to have an accident.

This series of accidents did not bring down her, but it aroused the passion in her bones and the passion of the world. I thought that when she was a farmer woman, she had no roots and no foundation. She relied on such a passion, starting a business in just a few years, buying a house, buying a car, and starting a company.

After today, no matter how the road ahead, she will not be the day when she just wore it, and she will be the ultimate life.

What she has to do is to be a person.

This cannibal world can only be quiet and detailed when it comes to people.

**

The prosperity of the world, the streets are wide and clean, the houses are ingenious, and the market is very lively. There are the most talented talents, the most charming and charming female dancers, the most heroic generals, the most noble ladies, the most sprinkling, the best food. .

The best things of the Tianqi Dynasty can be found here, and there seems to be everything that people want.

When Ning Shaoqing was on the road without Qing, she also told her about many scenes in Kyoto. It was imagined that Kyoto had been imagined many times, but when she saw it with her own eyes, she was still shocked by its majesty.

Out of the drowning, Ning Shaoqing's early outpost was sent to her carriage, and there was a change in clothing on the carriage.

The two dark whistle, seeing Ning Shaoqing not in it did not ask much, just handed a carriage to Ah San and Awu, saying that the son told them to follow the lady from then on, and then they were the lady.

Mo Qianxue asked them the whereabouts of Ning Shaoqing, but they shook their heads. They only said that this carriage was many days ago, and the pigeons were prepared. Mo Qianxue asked them what they were calling. They only said that they were secret guards. In the past, there was no name, only the number, so that Mo Qianxue re-named.

The attitude of these two people made the mind of a thousand snows fixed, and more determined the thoughts of the heart.

He... must be alive. But why don't he see her, don't tell her, he is very good.

After entering Kyoto, they really want to be independent. Can she just wait for his eight-lifted sedan in the government office to lift it?

At the same time, my heart was a little worried, and I couldn’t help but complain.

But now is not the time to complain, she must come up with a twelve-point spirit to deal with what is going to happen. After giving the two men a nameless name and a stranger, Mo Qiang led Mo Zhen into the carriage to clean up and went straight into Kyoto. Take back the thoughts and suppress all kinds of thoughts in your heart. The strange snow picks the corner of the curtain and looks out.

Visually measuring the road she is walking, about 15 feet wide, can be eight cars in a row, the road is divided into three parts by water ditch, the middle six-seven-foot look, can accommodate four cars, the two sides of the car Each of the four and five feet can also accommodate the appearance of two cars.

In the middle is the official road, which is reserved for the royal family, the family of the grade, and the nobility. On both sides, it is for the general bureaucrats and civilians to drive.

Her carriage is naturally on the official road in the middle, the national servant, the identity is a noble woman, of course, there is a posture to go official.

Not only is she qualified, she also let the strangers and strangers go all the way in front of the road, "Zhen Guogong niece returns to Beijing."

She has to sway and sway. As long as they enter Beijing, those people will be scrupulous.

As far as I can see, the beautiful houses are row upon row, and the eaves seem to be able to get to the horizon. The cold and windy roads are planted with lush pines and cypress trees and lush greenery, which adds to the capital. A bit soft.

When you hear the words of the uncle and the stranger, the passers-by talks.

"Isn't I heard that the niece of the national government had an accident and was buried with the national government?"

"No, I heard that it was missing, and the emperor has made a decision."

"There is a good show in this, and the people of the Mozu will not take it off."

"Hey, these are not the things that our flat-headed people can talk about, or just get back soon, I’m afraid that Kyoto will change again."

The carriage went on the street shortly and stopped in front of a house. Mo Yan's face became a whole, and he became dignified and solemn. The soft light flowing in the corners of his eyes disappeared.

At the beginning of the fifteenth, I immediately turned over and opened the curtain of the car.

There is no difference between the house and the official residence. The threshold is simply engraved with the words of the National Government.

Through this simple and not exaggerated three words, the strange thousand snow seems to see the fortitude of the strange face.

The person is upright, long-lasting, and is like a spring breeze to the lover, but a cold face to the enemy.

Mo Zhen patted the door knocker and immediately retreated to the oblique front of the strange snow and stood in front of him. The first fifteenth was also set up behind the snow.

The door opened silently, and a long old man with a beard looked at the snow.

**

A strange house. The stranger’s family was drinking tea in the study room, and the two old men rushed.

The two old men still have to wait for the next person to go to the tea and hurriedly said, "The owner, the girl is really swaying back."

The stranger picked up his eyebrows slightly. "I swayed loudly? She didn't know how to be tall." Seeing the owner is not in a hurry, the other old man is in a hurry. "Isn't it all arranged? Why are you back?"

The stranger’s family owner seems to know that a thousand snow will come back and take a tea ceremony. “She’s returning safely. There is only one possibility. That is, the people on the road have been cleaned up by her people? It seems that this wind home is It's down."

This eager person is not someone else. It is the two elders of the stranger, the elders and the two elders. The three sons of the National Government, one is the son of a stranger, and two are the grandsons of two elders.

Now that thousands of snow are returning safely, the title will soon have nothing to do with them, how can they not be anxious!

The elders asked, "Will it be a fake?"

The Mohist family meditation for a moment, said, "This girl can not be fake. Such a big thing, the wind home does not dare to talk."

The two elders, "What about that?"

"What's the panic!" The stranger's main cup went to the table consistently, and the sly sorrowful sighs were heavy. "If she has a life, she can pass this level of today and say it... oh..."

That smile is horrible.

------Off topic ------

Xue Yi, a new woman, "The 嫡 嫡 狠妃"

A woman who is lying and talking is a poison. A woman who has died once and is born again and has a long beauty is a curse. The scourge is for thousands of years.

The niece of the house will be reborn and reborn. She changed her former weakness and incompetence. The glimmer of light shines.

On her site, she only had to walk sideways, and others dared to step on her head, and she was impatient.

The grandmother invaded her family and harassed her brother. She stole her family property and burned her house, causing her to bleed and suffocate.

The aunt's hypocrisy forced her to be a beggar, and she tore their hypocritical faces and made them notorious.

The watch, the sisters licked her beauty, ruined her face, and she counted it. The disaster caused her to smother them, and then sent them a turtle face.

**

However, when I was doing "good things," I didn't read the yellow calendar. I hit the half-dead sick scorpion again and again.