The flowers in the south of the Yangtze River are heavy. A new verse is sung by the willows.

The moon in the building is smiling at the night moon, and the lotus is drunk and the sun is written on the evening.

The cold blood of the rouge is cold. The heart is full of Lu, and the daughter can't bear to shy her husband.

Longquan Frost blade cuts off the liver and gallbladder, and fierce eyebrows shock the pillar of heaven.

——【Traveling in Sha·Wedding Dress Red】

"Get out!" Wei Yang kicked the Fengtou Chai over and scolded Wang Zhi to retreat, asking Liu Daxia to turn around, support Xiangyang and lie flat on the ground, turned around and ordered, "You go out first, I will make my own plans."

Without saying a word, the old prince pulled Mr. Song out immediately, trapped Wang Zhi and his party outside the door, and mobilized people to monitor nearby.

They have not yet woken up from the shock.

Xiangyang, the daughter of Jiangnan, is in a heart that is better than Xiongjie in the north.

She came to the western front and married into the Wei family.

This is her loyalty to the Zhu Ming court and filial piety to her parents, but she doesn't want Wei Yang to be in a dilemma.

She didn't want to make some good friends feel unhappy.

The knife was not as violent as the wind and thunder, and just waved his hand lightly.

Just for a moment, she must be fine.

"Don't worry, Wei Yang has the Zixia magic skill, and they have helped, there should be a way." The old prince was in a mess.

Wei Yang pulled off Xiangyang's heavy wedding dress and even pulled off the inside.

He cleaned up the burden with one hand and put the other on the back of Xiangyang to transport the inside.

In this stream, she saved Xiangyang's breath first. She neither struggled nor refused. She just smiled and said, "Wei Xiaolang, even if you are powerful, you will never be able to catch it. I can do this..."

"Shut up!" Wei Yang scolded with a serious face, "If you cause trouble, run away. Is there anyone who does this kind of thing? Lying flat!"

Xiangyang said with a funny look: "I, cough..."

"Another talk, I will take off your clothes." Wei Yang hesitated for a moment, pulled the lining of his upper body and gently pulled it.

Xiangyang took a breath intermittently and intermittently. She felt her strength disappearing rapidly. Wei Yang's little true energy could no longer keep up. She felt infinite joy in her heart. She couldn't see her appearance, but she could see this boy who was her husband no matter what. Somehow, she wanted to laugh three times.

When she first met this boy, she lost all her face.

later……

I seem to miss them often, but I miss them very little.

"Now, don't leave, I like this place." Xiangyang breathed desperately, feeling the blood constantly overflowing from his mouth. She plucked up her true energy, laughed, and reminded, "Wei Yang, this world is very good, but I, I don't want to play anymore. You, bury me in the east mountain, it would be better if it was a slope towards the sun. Haha, hehe, this beautiful and troublesome world, please help me see you later."

"Shut up!" Wei Yang pressed his hand on the short sword, gritting his teeth and feeling a little panicked.

Princess Xiangyang smiled and said, "Don't waste your true energy. Wang Zhi came here for bad things. You, be careful," she said with great effort to open her eyes wide, "Now, you are my husband, I'll help you go to the front to see it. One hundred years, two hundred years, I'll wait for you there. If you want to be good, I'll say goodbye first, say goodbye..."

Wei Yang was extremely angry, and only then did he remember that there was another method.

Knock it out!

"Don't worry, you use Zixia true energy to heal her wounds, let's try it with the Nine Yang Divine Art." The little princess turned out from the back hall, glanced at Xiangyang, hesitated for a moment, and then her eyes fell from her pale cheeks.

She is now worthy of this unrighteous guy, but if we don’t save her, we will be sorry to her.

Wei Yang carefully recalled the first aid method in his memory, and then recalled the many first aid plans in the army, and quickly decided on the treatment method.

Before he started knocking this guy out, Gao Lan, who clicked her sleepy pussy, pressed her palms under Xiangyang's ribs, and sent her a full of true energy book over.

She said, "Mr., you use Zixia magic to protect her heart veins. Princess, you are ready to stop bleeding. Wuer, you are steady and ready to pull out the knife. Qinger, you are ready to stop bleeding. Auntie, if we have insufficient internal strength, you can help protect Xiangyang for a while."

It is exactly the same as what Wei Yang wants!

But he originally wanted the little princess to protect Xiangyang's heart.

"It's time? Since she's married, she's your wife, let's get started." The little princess glared at Wei Yang.

When I took off the lining just now, why didn’t I see you hesitate?

What else can Wei Yang do?

It's just this...

He stretched out his legs and sat on the ground, lifted Princess Xiangyang's neck, let her lean on her arms, and then, his hand covering the wound had to spread...

This unrighteous guy, what do you do when you look so scary?

For a moment, two true qi each protected Xiangyang's heart veins, and the little princess also pressed against Xiangyang's ribs with a single palm. Zixia true qi plus the Nine Yang true qi stopped the body temperature of Xiangyang's princess who had been getting colder.

After Feng Wu and others took the hemostatic medicine, they pointed their swords with one hand to ensure that their bodies did not shake. They grabbed the dagger with the other hand and first explored with a stream of true energy. After feeling the cycle of three streams of true energy, they occupied the wound. When they lifted their wrists, the dagger flew backwards to the roof with a sneer and pierced half a foot into the beam of the room.

Good means!

This time, the wound did not expand at all.

The little princess gave out more than ten fingers to seal the acupoints around the wound. Qing'er came over with the hemostatic medicine and gently shook her wrist and sprinkled it evenly near the wound.

Wei Yang quietly turned his head away.

Are you afraid of seeing something, and you still have to see it if you have everything in your hands?

It's just that wound...

This woman was too ruthless and had a short sword pierced at least one inch!

"Fortunately, if she hadn't stopped her and let her pierce her, she would have pierced her heart." The little princess conveyed true energy with one hand and pressed the wound with the other. How to deal with an inch-long wound became a problem.

"Take the needle and thread, boil it in boiling water, and then soak it in high-altitude wine. This must be sewn with the wound." Wei Yang was about to do it himself.

The problem arose only when he let go.

On one side, it was fine, but once it was released, it would tear the wound and crack.

this……

"Hold it." Feng Wu glared at him.

Fortunately, you were not provoking Gao Lan, otherwise you would have killed you today.

When Aunt Ye saw this, she breathed a sigh of relief and immediately jumped out of the window to do it.

There were a lot of people outside the door waiting for the situation in the house.

Wang Zhi's face was gloomy. He never expected that Princess Xiangyang would be so strong.

Is this still the domineering little princess of the Yue Palace?!

If she had something to do, it would be a trivial matter for him, the messenger of marriage, to be implicated.

What should I do with the emperor's plan?

"How is the situation?" As soon as Mrs. Ye jumped out, Wang Zhi immediately stepped forward to ask.

Aunt Ye blinked her sleeves: "You don't need to worry about our children, get out of here."

Wang Zhi dared not speak out.

Liu Daxia asked: "Is there any way?"

"I dare to say more words and chop your head." Aunt Ye ordered, "Get needles and threads, boil water, and get white wine, hurry up!"

Elder Qiu whizzed and brought his martial arts to the extreme. A figure flashed and an old man holding a needle and thread at the kitchen door appeared.

Wang Zhi was shocked.

Even if he was afraid he would not be able to gain advantage in a thousand rounds.

How many more?

Wang Zhi turned his head and saw Uncle Song standing in half a step behind him with his hands in his arms.

We are serious about you!
Chapter completed!