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Unlike Mo Zixin's reaction, Yin Sichen blurted out: "Zi Xiao..."

Fujin...Zixiao...Yunzixiao!

At the moment Xixi came out, Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin blurted out the name of Yun Zixiao, a generation of female generals in the Yun family who was shocked, brilliant and wrathful in the early days of the founding of the Qing Dynasty.

When Xixi heard the voices of two people, a strange emotion flashed across her eyes.

The other members of the national team have been completely dumbfounded!

This is exactly how the royal family of the Qing Dynasty had nothing to do with it!

This is simply a template that came out of the textbook!

Smile, describe and behave, nothing is wrong!

Even the consultants who came with the national team couldn't find the slightest mistake!

These consultants are everyone who studies Chinese studies!

They can't wait to record the picture at this moment, take it back to the students to take a good look, let them see what is the real royal style.

Xixi shook her veil and walked along gracefully, and made a courtesy to everyone.

After the salute, he sat gracefully in front of the coffee table on one side, with his armored fingers slightly cocked, and he calmly burned the incense to make tea.

Someone on one side started to play the piano.

The censer curls up, the piano sounds melodious, and the beauty makes tea.

This picture fascinated the spectators at the scene.

Those members of the national team with eyes above the top, after seeing Xixi's craftsmanship, suddenly realized how pale and thin the tea art they were once proud of.

After seeing the skills of the second lady of the Yun family, they realized that the highest level of tea making is not how proficient you are, but the state of mind.

Without the state of mind, no matter how skilled the skill is, it can only be reduced to third-rate.

Xixi knows this well, so she hasn't gone out these days, just honing her mood at home.

Either don't do it, or do your best.

Yin Sichen and Mo Zixin looked at Xixi in front of them, and there was a moment of despair.

The two most calm men had a hint of eagerness in their eyes.

They don't understand why they are suddenly so excited.

At the moment Xixi walked out, there seemed to be something shattered in the two people's minds.

It seems that something has broken through the imprisonment...

The other players and consultants of the national team left by car and moved into the designated hotel.

Mo Zixin stayed, and lived on the mountain.

When sleeping at night, whether it was Yin Sichen or Mo Zixin, the two of them tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

Xixi walked out of the room in a flag costume repeatedly in his mind.

Yin Sichen was a little better, he just felt distressed for a while.

Mo Zixin’s feelings are even stronger. He always feels that he has seen this scene before and is very familiar with it...

But now it is clearly modern, and Xixi is not a Manchu.

Xixi is a Han Chinese of pure blood. His ancestors have always lived in the Central Plains. How could he have such an illusion?

As if she was born to wear clothes full of people.

With this curious intuition, Mo Zixin finally fell asleep.

Drowsy, Mo Zixin saw that he had come to an extremely vast world, which was desolate and filled with yellow sand, but the air was full of blood.

Just when Mo Zixin wanted to explore where he was, a rhythm of trampling by iron hoofs suddenly came from a distance.

He was like watching a 5d movie, feeling the shock brought by this **** picture up close.

A man who looks almost the same as him, riding on the back of a maroon horse in armor, and a big word on the flag behind him: Shuo.

On the other side, there was also a burst of horseshoes. A woman in a red battle suit rushed forward with the team behind her. The banner behind her was: Cloud.

When Mo Zixin stared at him, he almost staggered to the ground!

The woman on horseback has the same facial features as Gu Xixi! It's just that her arbitrarily flying, squinting temperament is so different from Gu Xixi.

"Master, what you said is true?" The woman on the horseback was full of confidence and publicity in her eyes: "I, Yun Zixiao, would like to fight the prince! But can King Shuo really be the master? ?"

"General Yun, as a female stream, can go into battle with armor. Is this the Han Chinese no one can fight?" Shuo Wang Yile's rein: "We Manren are born heroes on horseback, and we admire the talents of the Han people. Even though General Yun is amazing among the Han people, it seems that it is not the Yun family's habit to attack the enemy with his own shortcomings and his strengths?"

"It seems that King Shuo is too confident. If you can win, let's talk about it first!" Yun Zixiao smiled up to the sky, eyebrows flew into the temple, and looked forward to the brilliance. King Shuo couldn't help but sway his eyes.

"Well, today this king will fight with you alone! As long as you can win this king, today we will retreat for thirty miles!" Shuo Wang's blue eyes sank slightly: "General Yun, be careful!"

As soon as the voice fell, King Shuo flicked his rein and rushed towards Yun Zixiao.

Almost at the same time, Yun Zixiao pinched the horse's belly hard and rushed towards King Shuo.

The moment the two horses crossed, the weapons in the two hands slammed together.

King Shuo originally looked down on the Han people, especially on horseback. He was born with supernatural power since he was a child, and he was a warrior among the Manchus.

Originally, he used the strategy of quick battle and quick decision, quickly beheading the enemy's head, and dousing this group of rebels by the way.

But at the moment when the weapons crossed, King Shuo suddenly realized that he was wrong!

That exquisite and enchanting woman has a fighting spirit and strength that is not lost to him at all!

The spear in Yun Zixiao's hand picked and stabs and pulled, and instantly pulled the distance between the two people.

"It seems that Manchu is nothing more than that!" Yun Zixiao smiled freely, "Who said I have no heroes on horseback? King Shuo must be careful!"

King Shuo was agitated by Yun Zixiao, his subordinates no longer kept their hands, and slashed towards the top of Yun Zixiao's head severely.

What did I think of Yun Zixiao's waist is extremely soft, his body leaned back, and the weapon in his hand suddenly picked up the strength of the king's cut, picking and shifting, came four or two, and instantly resolved the offensive of the king. At the same time, he bullied himself over and slapped the other end of the spear to the waist of King Shuo fiercely.

King Shuo has a lot of combat experience. When Yun Zixiao came to shoot, his sturdy body twisted and grabbed Yun Zixiao's weapon with one hand.

Yun Zixiao's offensive was old and had to give up and quickly retreated.

At the moment Yun Zixiao retreated, the weapon in King Shuo's hand also retreated. The blade wiped Yun Zixiao's face, and instantly picked off the veil on Yun Zixiao's face!

Yun Zixiao looked at his cheek from the side, a strand of long hair was cut off by the blade and fell along with the face towel.

King Shuo put away his weapon, but when Lan Mou looked at Yun Zixiao, he was stunned.

He never thought that the woman who caused him a lot of trouble was so...beautiful.

It turns out that the women of the Han people are so delicate and beautiful.

This is completely different from the rough, picturesque, charming and charming of the women on the grassland.

Although Yun Zixiao is full of heroic spirit, white skin, full forehead, and beautifully contoured facial features, he still does not lose a typical beauty.

Yun Zixiao gritted his teeth and looked at the face towel he had been picked off. He was about to admit defeat. Who knew that the king on the opposite side unexpectedly said, "I lost! I will fulfill my promise and retreat thirty miles. It's just General Yun," When we meet next time, I am afraid that I will kill you!"

Yun Zixiao opened her beautiful eyes instantly and looked at King Shuo in disbelief.

King Shuo flicked the reins, and the weapon in his hand picked up the face towel that Yun Zixiao had fallen on the ground, grabbed it, and led the team to evacuate with speed.

Yun Zixiao stood there blankly, and didn't recover for a long time.

Obviously he lost, but why did he...

In the Qing army barracks, King Shuo, who had already taken off his armor, sat in the big tent, holding the face towel that was picked off by him, and there was still a strand of Yun Zixiao's hair remaining on the face towel.

The king of ghosts sniffed the face towel, still carrying the fragrance of a girl.

King Shuo's heart beats like a drum.

At this moment, King Shuo understood that he was over.

He fell in love with the Han Chinese woman in fresh clothes.

Then there were several battles between the two sides, and the two sides suffered damage to each other.

Originally it was just a little heartbeat, but after several confrontations, King Shuo went deep into the bones of this Han woman and never wanted to let go.

On this day, the two sides fought again as promised.

King Shuo looked at the woman in front of him who made him love and hate. He changed his calmness before and said, "I'm afraid this is our last battle. In three days, the 100,000 army will be overwhelmed, completely. Hand over the rebels in this area. General Yun, you only have 10,000 people, how do you fight against my 100,000 iron hoofs?"

Yun Zixiao's eyes sank: "Even if you lose, you can never go back!"

"General Yun can disregard his own life and death, and shouldn't he also worry about the lives of your soldiers? General Yun, the situation is set, no matter how hard it is, it will not help. I can let General Yun go, but others may not." King Shuo continued. Said: "I don't want to hurt General Yun, so..."

Yun Zixiao raised his eyes and looked at King Shuo, wondering why he talked so much today.

If you want to fight, just fight, where does so much nonsense come from?

King Shuo looked at Yun Zixiao's beautiful face and couldn't help but blurt out: "If you can marry me, I can protect you from death of 10,000 soldiers!"

Yun Zixiao stunned, then burst into laughter, and pointed his spear at King Shuo: "I will marry you? This is the funniest joke I've ever heard! We were dead enemies, and you were invaded by Qing Dazi. , Killing my father and brother, humiliating my sister, how would I marry a servant like you?"

King Shuo looked at Yun Zixiao calmly: "Then you have to watch your soldiers and die with you?"

"War, how can you be undead? I'm sitting upright in Yun Zixiao, and I will never be a prisoner! Kill if you want, where is so much nonsense?" Yun Zixiao's eyebrows are erect, and there is a burst of killing intent in the eyes. : "I already have a beloved man. If this is the case, please don't mention it again!"

What? She actually has a beloved man? Who is it, who is it!