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Chapter 24: One Step to the Road, One Step to Blood Eleven - The Heart of a Beauty

Zhang Yang ignored Xiao'e's low protest and looked at Zheng Bing and asked.

Zhang Yang was originally from three groups of people going north this time, but Zhang Fei was almost caught by Jia Xu using a trick. Liu Bei and the other two who lost the army naturally had no say.

Xiahou Dun's men suffered heavy losses. Moreover, from the way back to Yingchuan, to Xuanyuan Pass, and the running-in between them along the way, Xiahou Dun admired Zhang Yang's grasp of the overall situation.

In addition, for military needs, he was able to respond to various emergencies with the fastest reflection, and not fall into the embarrassing dilemma of Yuan Shao and the various princes, Xiahou Dun also generously acquiesced to Zhang Yang's highest voice.

Zhang Yang will not be arrogant and is rampant. After all, they admit that their status does not mean that they are at your disposal. They are allies, not subordinates.

What should be discussed should be discussed in advance, and what should be communicated will not be hidden. There are already many difficulties along the way, and it is difficult for brothers and brothers to make cracks over trivial matters. In that way, everyone will be done and no one can end up losing it. It is better to cooperate honestly and not be cautious.

Zhang Yang looked at such a beautiful girl and was not moved by lies. Moreover, she was also a hero's orphan, and in order to find her uncle's loyal bone, he was willing to join the tiger's den. He also admired that courage.

Seeing Xiahou Dun, Liu Bei nodded in agreement. He naturally extended a helping hand to Miss Bing'er, just waiting for her to agree happily.

Zheng Bing hesitated for a moment, and looked at Zhang Yang with watery eyes blankly. His disgusting look of wanting to refuse but being embarrassed, but he wanted to refuse but reluctantly showed a girl's cute and childish aura.

Coupled with her beautiful tears, her dazzling and charming starry eyes, elegance and twistedness, innocence and perseverance, she actually appeared in her expression and posture at the same time. Even the most stern-hearted person would not help but feel pity when he saw it.

The Tianshan Sword Sect is so beautiful, and there are many assassins among them. Those adults died one by one under the beautiful sword, not only because of their outstanding martial arts skills and their outstanding weapons.

The best weapon of these high-level assassins in the Assassin Hall is their beauty, elegant cultivation, and excellent piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

How many ruthless ministers with 100,000 soldiers in their hands were intoxicated by their natural sounds of silk, bamboo and piano, and were intoxicated by their graceful singing and dancing. A pot of wine among the flowers, the beauty was embraced in her arms. The red candle shines high, and the brocade quilt rolls. The heroes and heroes lost their lives in a mess.

A moment ago, I ordered troops on the battlefield, only trying to slay the dragon.

In the blink of an eye, the grand career and the slightest thrust into nothingness.

Which one is the heaviest, the beautiful knee?

How many heroes come and go, people can be calm.

The beauty is like jade, and the dark sword is like a rainbow.

The most important thing is to take human life is the rouge knife and the smile bow.

Zheng Bing used her perfect appearance and perfect acting skills to perfectly explain a truth: if one hundred thousand men cannot fight for it, their daughter just needs to smile and make a thousand troops collapse and peace in the world.

Xiao'e looked at Zheng Bing and Zhang Yang, who was thanking with tears in her eyes, muttered, "You fox, I won't let you seduce your husband... Let's see!"

After the army passed, the sun was rising.

As Zhou Cang said, in the early morning of the night, the weather is indeed dripping into ice, as cold as winter. But once the sun comes out, it will be as warm as spring, and the heat will rise up.

Under the warmth, the fog on the river surface and the thick rock ice began to melt slowly. Although it was very slow, according to this trend, it would melt a thin layer by noon. If you had just left, you would not be able to carry the weight you have now.

Seeing that all the troops crossed the river, Zhang Yang smiled loudly at Xiahou Dun and Liu Bei with great enthusiasm: "After crossing the Yangtou River, then southwest through Permian Valley, Bailong Peak, you will almost reach the shore of Luoshui!"

Xiahou Dun narrowed his eyes and looked at the red morning light. He looked at the road ahead and glanced at Zhang Yang and smiled, "Yes, let's go and run, fight and stop for more than half a month, and finally the end of the journey!"

Master Zheng Bing looked at the vast river surface of the misty river and heard Zhang Yang and the others' loud sighs. Her bright eyes turned and she sneered in her heart: "Today you can cross the river next time you are next to the ice in the early morning, and I will let you all be buried at the bottom of the river!"

At this moment, Jizhou, thousands of miles away, is about ten miles east of Chaoge City, Feiyunpo.

Wu Ying and Cao Cao's men were already in escort, and the five hundred trucks of food and fodder that Han Fu raised again set off.

On the way, since he arrived at Muye, after Cao Cao decided to warnly kill a group of refugees who did not listen to advice and forced himself to do things, the next road to the north has been much easier.

Many refugees, when they see their men, they will turn into birds and beasts without saying hello and warning. Wu Ying has to look at this uncle who is not good-looking but domineering.

It’s not that she has never killed such a refugee, but for some reason, she can’t do anything now. She has grown up and has been tempered more and more, and has developed a compassionate heart of compassion?

still……

"What, is there anything wrong with what I did?" she said to him disdainfully that day.

"It's inappropriate, very inappropriate, it's a big deal! They are already seriously injured, and even if they are cured, they are mostly disabled and have no threat to you. If you don't save them, you can only say that you have no sympathy and I don't blame you. But if you kill them, I look disgusted!" He shouted.

"If I were seriously injured now, you would have ruthlessly slashed me?" he asked.

"That's right! Take back all the useful ones, and take them back even if they are injured and cannot be saved. Naturally, they will be killed. Look at their appearance, they will suffer when they are alive. Give them a pleasure, and it is also for their own good. They die early and are born early. What else can I miss you in such a world that is not human." She said this very disrespectfully.

"Female Devil, what's your name? Give me time, I will definitely hold you in my hand!" He cursed from behind.

"My name is Wu Ying, and I am a descendant of the murderous demon king Wu Qi! Come if you have the ability, I will wait for that day!"

...

Thinking of that meeting, remembering all the things that followed, the woman with a very devastated heart looked at the south side in a daze, as if the man was shouting there

"Female devil, what's your name--"

"Female devil, what's your name--"

"Female devil..."

Wu Ying shook her head and smiled bitterly, her tired figure looked into the distance melancholy, and murmured: "I kill people all... I have never been a female devil..."

Cao Cao looked at Wu Ying who was sighing and sighing, and gently stepped forward, squinted his small eyes, glanced at Wu Ying and asked with a smile: "General Wu, what's wrong? I haven't killed anyone for several days, and I feel itchy? The sword in Cao Cao's hand does not drink blood, but it's thirsty!"

Wu Ying withdrew her gaze, looked directly at Cao Cao, and said in a deep voice: "Is the feeling of killing so intoxicating?"

Cao Cao was quite surprised and smiled and said, "Who is the man who has accomplished great things is not a butcher?"

Looking at Wu Ying's gloomy gaze, Cao Cao's eyes moved, turned his horse's head, no longer looking at her, but said meaningfully: "The battlefield is not what your girls should come from, it's too unlucky! Go back and find a good family to marry!"

Wu Ying nodded and snorted: "You have to care!"
Chapter completed!
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