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MTL - General Above I am Below-Chapter 119
初 On the fifth day of May, the pilgrimage festival, Dongxia soldiers who are far away from home, can not relax their guards and burdens, but still have a drink.
"Drink good wine, oh yeah, drink good wine, a glass of wine, love thousands of miles, come on, girls, dance to persuade drinks, come on, brothers, hold up the glass to drink together, come on Come on, the sheep are full of white clouds, not as long as friendship, long and long, oh yeah— "The heroic and bright song is floating in the cold air, and the Dongxia people who are not on duty are gathered beside the fire, the horn cup, big Celebrate your holiday with pieces of meat and a glass of wine.
In the golden tent, King Dongxia hosted a banquet to entertain the tribal leaders. Liu Xiyin wore a veil, a long-sleeve dance dress, and a white snowy waist. He wore eighteen golden bells on his skirt. The laughter, like spring flowers in full bloom, warms the earth. Beauty is suffocating, beauty is so anxious to dig out her eyes and leave on her.
"People are beautiful, dance is beautiful, and the figure is beautiful." Wang Dongxia saw that the leaders had lost their souls for his beauties.
Liu Xiyin danced, he turned around and held the pot next to him, put the lid on the long sleeve, and shook it gently, then Liu Yao swung gently, stepped on the lotus, and stepped down to the throne, came to Dongxia In front of the king, salute the cup, and use the voice of Gu Huanghuang to tenderly praise: "The gods of God are blessed, and the brightest sweat is like the morning sun, and it will always shine on the children of Dongxia. May the greatest sweat be Break the sheepfold as soon as possible and lead Dongxia children to a good life. "
然 "Ran!" The generals gave high-five laughs, "Sweat! Drink the beauty to persuade you, and you must drive the sheep away!"
The battle between the great prince and the prince Ino became more and more fierce. The two turned into a fire and fire. It was Liu Xiyin's plan to put the power of King Dongxia into his own hands, respecting his orders, and finally suppressing the two who did not agree. Let the situation stabilize. He saw that Liu Xiyin was thinking about him everywhere, and thinking about Dongxia. Her pampering of her has continued unabated, and now she is drinking red ears and red ears. When she hears the beauties persuade her, how can she quit?
He not only drank, but also ordered Liu Xiyin: "Send wine to the generals!"
Liu Xiyin was ordered to hold a jug of wine, sing a song of wine, and offer it table by table. The generals looked at the fair-skinned hands of the beauties, shaking their hearts, and only hated two more drinks, but Prince Yinuo brazenly supported her. She was suspicious of her behavior. She didn't want to drink her wine until the jug was delivered to her. After thinking about it, she finally put down her head and said, "The big Qin tiger is embarrassed and not drunk."
The eldest grandson smirked, "Dongxia man, took up the glass and drank it, put down the glass to kill, the father emperor drunk led the army to break into the Brook tribe, and killed three thousand enemies. How great ?! How did you give birth to you ?!"
Prince Yinuo was furious and raised his case. Then he thought about it and sat down again. He couldn't bear his hair and looked as usual.
Qiu Liu Xiyin stepped forward to persuade him, but was slightly blocked by him.
The golden pot fell to the ground and the wine soaked the sheepskin blanket.
She stood blankly, tears in her eyes, and murmured, "The prince forgive sins."
"What is the crime ?!" The prince was even more angry when he saw this. "He can't win the battle. He bullies a woman. It's a good thing."
Prince Ino could not bear it: "I respect you as my elder brother. If you bear it again and again, why have you been my brother?"
The Great Prince sneered: "Why don't I take care of my younger brother? I give my younger brother Bayin a few pillars of incense every year and pray for happiness in the next life."
"Enough! If you are noisy, I will reward you with a few whip!" Dongxia Wang heard them say more and more disgusting, drinking this pair of brothers who are always struggling all the time, suddenly realized that he was drunk more, beckoned to recall Liu Xiyin served, holding her forehead and leaning on the couch. After a while, Liu Xiyin blew in his ear and said gently, "Sweat, it's better to return to the room to rest."
The beautiful lady exhaled like a blue orchid, with each word carrying temptation, and those white jade-like hands walked uneasily over him. Little fox-like eyes, staring at his eyes, seemed to convey boundless affection.
It was late at night, the song was over, and the wine was exhausted. The king of Dongxia felt that the abdomen was hot, and it was time to return to the room and rest.
The leaders saw that the two princes were unhappy, and Dongxia Wang was in a bad mood and did not want to stay long. They stood up and resigned, and went back to camp to drink. Liu Xiyin supported the sweat, went back to the inner account, put down the curtain, and undressed. , Dismiss the maid.
The tent is in the spring, and dare not leak it.
Pear pear flower begonia, coquettish, bursting with sweat.
"Liuer," I don't know how the day goes by, lingering in the middle of the night, and King Dongxia suddenly feels tired like never before. His eyelids are very heavy and heavy, and he is stunned, as if the whole person floats on the sky, seeing the stars hovering around, everywhere I ca n’t say how happy it is, but I feel tired even if I move my fingers. “I ’m so comfortable, it ’s like dreaming I ca n’t wake up.”
Yan Liu Xiyin gently stroked his naked chest, and asked with his ears: "Is it fluttering, from head to toe, even the fingertips are comfortable."
King Dongxia's eyes were scattered, and he answered unconsciously, "Yes, Liuer, how do you know?"
Liu Xiyin gently touched his gray hair with a smile: "The legend says that there is a grassy drunk fairy who smells and forgets the sorrow and blossoms and bears fruit. It is as fragrant as wine. Drinking like bliss, wake up in ten days, sweat, you are drunk Now. "
Su Dongdong Wang suddenly felt a little unhappy, he hesitated to look at the beauty next to him.
Under the candlelight, those eyes were like poisonous snakes, and they seemed to be vomiting red letters.
Undisguised killing intentions, skyward.
Why do those who pray for the king kill themselves?
For a moment, King Dongxia couldn't figure out the joints. He wanted to call people, but his throat sounded like a moan after drunkenness. He could only struggle to watch Liu Xiyin stand up and take off the machete he carried.
The machete slowly slipped out of the scabbard full of precious stones, and the silver blade body reflected on the beautiful carcass of the girl, exuding the most gorgeous halo.
"For ... why? Kill me, you too ..." Wang Dongxia didn't understand. He couldn't understand why he had to do such a troublesome thing.
"Sweat, have you forgotten?" Liu Xiyin showed the most charming smile, raised his machete, placed it next to his neck, and asked in the most humble tone, "you have two good sons, one loyal and kind, old part Support, a talented and intelligent, supported by the new ministry, they are all your heart, but you are going to die, the widow is not set up, who should you pass the throne to? Whoops, we are so sad that we sweat so much. "
Dong Dongxia died, who is Xinjun?
What is Hal Dun? Is Ino?
Two sons with equal fanfare, two sons who hate each other, and two sons who tore their faces.
的 The crack between them is so big that they cannot tolerate each other's existence.
Originally, there was still time to slowly run in and slowly unravel.
With the death of King Dong Xia, the battle for reserve will come early in the worst time.
Dong Dongxia will perish.
危机 The crisis more terrifying than death flashed, and the king of Dongxia showed despair in the eyes.
It's too late to confess.
The blade of the **** was cut across, the throat was cut, and blood spewed out.
Qiu Liu Xiyin held a sharp blade and smiled happily in the tent, laughing with satisfaction and despair.
"Azhao, it's time to attack."