My lord, she is beautiful and good at fighting

Chapter 89 Witchcraft and Gu Shooting Arts
Qin Wu and Bai Twelve's eyes were somewhat terrified, but Chen Luo changed from being calm before, and his eyes gradually became excited, as if he wanted to compete with them.

Wei Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the seductive fox, and frowned further: "Sister,"

"If you can play in this formation, you are already very human," Wei Ban raised his peach blossom eyes, although he was childish but extremely serious, although he didn't like Rong Xian coveting his little aunt, but...Rong Xian's strength and talent are indeed impeccable .

Wei Cheng's eyes fell on Wei Ban's face, and there was a hint of surprise in his heart. Didn't this kid just stay on guard just now, and started to lure wolves into the house in an instant?

Wei Wan was wearing a big cloak, and his neck was buried in the fox fur, which made his whole person luxurious and luxurious. His phoenix eyes squinted, and he could see everyone's expressions. He just smiled on his lips and didn't say a word.

"Sister, if I don't let Mr. Si Zhou follow me, Chen Luo..."

Before Wei Cheng finished speaking, Wei Ban stopped him and said lightly, "He's going with you,"

"You can use the Jiuqu Formation." Wei Ban retorted back with a facial expression, not knowing what Wei Cheng was insisting on at this time.

"Ahem," Chen Luo touched his nose, glanced at his two colleagues, and then handed over to the three Wei family masters, "I'd better... follow the Fifth Young Master."

"Grow other people's ambition," Wei Cheng gritted his teeth and put down these words with hatred, then turned his head and rubbed his hands on Wei Ban's head, "Eat the inside out."

"When my uncle becomes famous all over the world," Wei Ban raised his peach blossom eyes, curled up with a pair of smiling eyes, and nodded innocently and naturally, "I will be able to eat the meat and the meat."

"Uncle, you have to work harder!" He folded his hands and stood beside Wei Wan. "Otherwise, we have to retreat again and again and compromise again and again."

Wei Cheng's eagle-like sharp eyes stared round in an extremely rare way, and he was about to reach out to grab him immediately.

Wei Cheng's back was pressed against Wei Wan's leg, and he turned around, about to be buried in Wei Wan's cloak.

But Rong Xian quickly hooked the collar and pulled it away, and then blocked the person behind him.

He raised his fox eyes, met Shang Weicheng's gaze, smiled slightly, and took out a token from his wide sleeve without changing his expression: "Trouble fifth son, give this thing to the garrison at Zijingguan."

Wei Cheng frowned and stared at him for a moment. His gaze was like a golden eagle swooping down to devour its prey. It sent chills down your spine and shivers all over your body.

Rong Xian's long eyelashes were pressed up, his face remained motionless, and the smile on his lips remained undisturbed, and even slowly spread out, quite like provocation.

When the two confronted each other, the momentum exuding from their bodies collided suddenly.

Qin Wu, Chen Luo, Bai Shier, the three of them knew Wei Cheng very well, and felt the countercurrent of the surrounding aura, thinking whether to persuade him or not.

But as soon as I glanced out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of the beautiful and independent girl Wei Si over there, carelessly and tirelessly playing with the fox fur around her neck.

It seems that the tit-for-tat here does not affect her in the slightest, or even has nothing to do with her.

After a long time, the conflicting momentum dissipated before Wei Cheng lowered his head to look at the token in his hand, his eyes froze for a moment, then he raised his eyes very quickly, glanced at Rong Xian, then pursed his lips, and said that The cards are held in the palm of the hand.

Standing behind Rong Xian, Wei Ban happened to be able to catch Wei Cheng's expression in his eyes. He poked his head up, narrowed his peach blossom eyes slightly, and his eyes fell on the token in his hand with a bit of contemplation.

He had never seen the patterns on it, and the patterns on the jade pendant handed to him by Rong Xian were also different, which meant... that the token did not belong to the Rong family.

He was just about to take another look, when he saw Wei Cheng put the token into his arms with a blank expression.

"The end?"

Wei Wan's voice over there came slowly, a bit lazy, and the three of them adjusted their expressions.

Rong Xian stepped out first and walked towards Wei Wan. He curled up his lips and said, "Well, it's the end."

Wei Ban followed closely behind, and when his small body brushed against Wei Cheng, his peach-blossom eyes looked at him a few times.

Finally, Wei Cheng took two deep breaths before turning around.

"The Wei army has a thousand chariots, each with ten soldiers and 20 infantrymen." Wei turned the finger on his thumb, raised his eyes, and walked away. "These 3 people are just right." Let’s all follow Ah Cheng.”

How did these four girls know? !No matter how well-informed he is, the tone of voice is so determined without hesitation.

Qin Wu, Chen Luo, and Bai Twelve faced confusion again. They almost thought that Wei Wan grew up in a border town.

Rong Xian's gaze also followed, the interest in the fox's eyes was undisguised, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

"Most of the soldiers are very good at bows and arrows. Sister, why don't I take them with me," Wei Cheng pursed his lips and said without thinking, "2 people are enough to protect me."

"Ah Cheng," Wei Wan narrowed his eyes, his expression was a bit dangerous, with coercion, "I asked you to defend the city, not to kill you."

"The soldiers and the garrison at Zijingguan are crossing Yanshan Mountain with me. Are you going to remove the two bones in your body, control them with red threads, and practice witchcraft and archery?" Her voice was clear and merciless.

Wei Cheng also finished speaking, and then he realized that the Zijingguan garrison paid more attention to cavalry and shooting, and was more suitable for the Jiuqu Formation than the chariots and soldiers of the Wei family army. He only listened to half of Wei Wan's words, and raised his head with some hesitation: "Huh? "

"My father didn't teach me..."

Everyone was silent, Qin Wu, Chen Luo, Bai Twelve and others covered their faces without even looking.

Wei Wan choked up, the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and looked at him for a moment, if not for the obvious hesitation on his face, she would have thought he was pretending to be crazy.

Rong Xian raised his fox eyes lightly, his long eyelashes pressed upwards, and his thin lips curled into the same arc as the end of his eyes: "It can be seen that the fifth son really doesn't understand this way."

She pursed her lips lightly, looked away, and almost said the words "Shut up" out loud, and finally said calmly: "The first snow is coming, and the barbarians are also anxious."

"No one can guarantee that they won't jump over the wall in a hurry," Wei Wan raised his gaze to the northwest, "After all, it's winter, there's not enough food to eat, and it's hard to wear enough clothes to keep out the cold."
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At the corner of the Golden Tower, Yuan Fuyan was wearing a red gown, standing in front of the window, looking at Mu Furong outside the window.

He has an upright figure, the belt around his waist is loose, but it is completely covered, and the skin on his neck and hands that extend outside are white and smooth, and there is a sudden fluttering of wings in the air.

Then, the sparrow flew low, and when it landed on the window sill, it scratched its claws with difficulty, and then tilted its head.

He raised his white and slender hand, untied the bamboo tube from the sparrow's feet, pulled out the silk from it, and unfolded it, the movements were extremely beautiful.

After a very quick glance, he burned the silk and naturally reached out to the wooden box next to him with his other hand, fished out a handful of live insects, and handed it to the sparrow's mouth.

He looked at the sparrow's small and sharp beak, pecking at the squirming larvae in the palm of his hand. His eyes finally had a hint of glazed charm, and he smiled softly: "Tell me, has she arrived at Yanmen..."

The voice was very soft, scattered in the wind, no one heard it, and no one answered it.

(End of this chapter)