Pick.

Double hammers landed on the ground.

He grinned.

"My king, you are not dead."

The masters behind him all retreated, setting a distance from Hu Zhe, looking like they didn't know him.

"Yan Wei led the Suzaku Army to meet my king!"

"Hai Dongqing, lead the Water Soul Army to meet my king!"

"Xue Cang leads the Shadow Blade Army to meet my king!"

In front of Xu Yi, more than 10,000 elite troops in southern Xinjiang raised their fists with their right hands, and stood neatly at their hearts, and knelt on one knee.

Tears appeared in everyone's eyes, and everyone's face was filled with a ecstatic smile, and the excitement that could not be described in words.

The spirit of the three armies is different.

With Xu Yi here, there is faith.

Xu Yi was downplaying and was invincible: "The three armies rested, and Yan destroyed Xue Canghai Dongqing and Hu Zheng went to the conference room for a meeting."

"Here!"

Xu Yi shouted again: "Where is the wolf knife?"

"exist!"

The wolf knife rushed out like a cannonball, landed on the ground, clenched his fist with his right hand to his heart, and knelt respectfully.

"I've finished writing your words?"

Everyone looked curious.

The wolf sword's face looked like a dirt: "My king, can I say privately... so many soldiers are watching..."

"Afraid of being embarrassed? Then have you finished writing?" Xu Yi asked.

Wolf knife's facial features were twisted: "Your Majesty, the five words "113 Years Old" have been written a thousand times, and the traditional Chinese characters of two can't be written. None of the three hundred bastards is willing to tell me! Now there are two missing!"

This loud roar was filled with endless grievances and sorrows.

Xu Yi couldn't help laughing: "You never lack two, just like you, you passed the test!"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Thousands of troops laughed, and the laughter shook the sky.

On a short mountain outside Fuxi Pass, in a pavilion, sitting on a white coat on the railing.

As I looked, a smile appeared on the corner of my mouth.

Xu Mutian's soldiers did not disappoint her.

A glimpse of the leopard in the tube shows that southern Xinjiang is indeed very strong!

The king of southern Xinjiang who was able to create such a powerful and powerful soldier was naturally extraordinary.

"Miss in white."

A crisp sound rang in my ears.

Looking at the white clothes, the red leaves were wearing a big red gauze skirt, with a charming face, slightly red makeup, long hair was black and soft, and a red lotus quietly bloomed on the middle of the eyebrows.

A pair of long legs appeared and disappeared under the red skirt, and their steps were smooth, like a fairy walking out of the painting, which was pleasing to the eye.

Bai Yi was slightly stunned and bit her lower lip.

She is here to demonstrate.

But then, Bai Yi's lips curled up, and she seemed to be smiling.

The demonstration means that she feels threatening her.

Calm and calm, stood up in white.

"You are a master of the seventh grade. How can you wear such a simple and coarse cloth? No matter how strong your strength is, you still have to dress up a little. Let's go and have a look at my pretty clothes? If you like someone you like, I'll give it to you."

Baiyi asked, "Why dress up?"

Hongye said in surprise: "Didn't the girl in white like someone?"

At this moment, Xu Yi's face appeared in front of Baiyi's eyes and the saying "I have me in your eyes."

Little did he know that at that moment, Baiyi also clearly saw her own outline from Xu Yi's deep eyes.

"Maybe not." Baiyi said.

Hongye's delicate eyebrows raised slightly.

Maybe not? That's it.

"The so-called women are to please themselves. If there are people they like, they should naturally let them see their most beautiful self. Can they put on makeup? I will teach you."

Baiyi shook her head: "No."

She won't lie.

She almost knows piano, chess, plan, painting, martial arts, formations, medicine, tea, wine, and flowers, but she has never learned makeup.

Of course she knows that women are tolerating themselves.

There was no one who pleased himself before and did not need makeup.

not to mention……

Looking at myself from the stream, Baiyi felt that there was no need to put on makeup.

"Whether it is living in seclusion in the mountains, having the best martial arts, or the battlefield, the heroes among women have different identities, but after all, they are all women in essence."

Hongye said seriously: "Women are water and soft, so other men naturally don't have to care about their thoughts, but the men they like still like to see your beauty."

Bai Yi thoughtfully and thought to herself, "Is this the reason why Xu Yi didn't disguise when he left me alone?"

Hongye didn't know what Baiyi thought and continued: "For example, I, king, I have been with him for many years, and he likes to take me everywhere. If I keep fighting in blood, how can he like it? So this beautiful clothes and the ability to put on makeup become particularly important..."

Listening quietly in white clothes.

"You will definitely meet a man who has you in your eyes in the future. Then you have to put on makeup for him, right? Let's go, let's pick out clothes and put on makeup..."

Baiyi tilted her head: "Hongye, you said, why should a woman have a man she likes?"

Hongye thought for a while and said, "Youth is fleeting, and beauty is growing old. No matter how strong a woman is, she will have times of fatigue. When she dreams of midnight, she will feel lonely and lonely."

"Is that true..." Baiyi was a little confused.

After four years of being alone at the bottom of Xianyun Spark, Baiyi never really contacted anyone except an old ox and an old servant who occasionally purchased items for her.

Sometimes, she really can't sleep. She would come out from the bottom of Xianyun Spark at night, sit on the iron chains that stretched across two mountains, and look up at the bright and bright moon in the sky.

She is the only one in the world.

That feeling may be loneliness.

"If a woman does not have a man who appreciates her in her life, she will be old and ugly after decades. Looking back on the past, it will be a pity."

Baiyi seemed to understand and nodded.

"Do you want wealth that is as rich as a country?" Hong Ip Man.

White clothes shake their head.

"Then do you want the power that is respected by the whole world?"

White clothes shook her head again.

"Or do you want the creatures in the world to sway for you? Satisfy your vanity?"

White clothes still shake her head.

Hongye said seriously: "That's it. What you need is a strong and powerful shoulder that allows you to rely on with peace of mind, just like my king, I am my support."

White clothes were silent for a while.

I also thought for a while.

The man who was scarred but smiled at the corners of his mouth.

The man who was originally a king, but was willing to chop firewood, plow the fields and loosen the soil.

The man who would play tricks with an old ox just to ride a ox on his back.

The man who reached out to touch her hair and made her heart tremble.

The man who wants to take him to run at a critical moment.

That man who is strong and strong, but with deep blood hatred, will cry.

The man who wants her to hug her or else she will.

The man who shot and defeated the enemy with one move.
To be continued...