"Queen, little is better than newlyweds."

The slightly cool breath fell on the side of her neck, and the sickly Yangyang's body was extremely strong when it was attached.

The familiar temperature and quiet taste brought some memories in the dark night, causing Mei Xueyi to breathe slightly.

She gently earned a bit in his arms: "The story is half told!"

He pressed her shoulders and pressed her against the barrel wall.

"I have to say the rest." The already hoarse voice was even more thrilling.

The water splashed suddenly, and the ripples spread out.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he did not forget to stretch out a hand, grabbed the script, and copied it step by step.

Mei Xueyi grasped the edge of the wooden barrel with both hands, her breath broke instantly, her vision blurred.

He knows her body too well.

Knows ten thousand times better than herself.

Mei Xueyi thought she would die in the water, or melt in the water.

She could only turn around and grab him, like a soft vine wrapped around a solid branch.

When she was so dizzy that she was taken out of the wooden bucket, wiped off the water drops, and placed on the golden silk couch, she didn't even want to move a finger.

He has good energy. After a shocking cough, he raised her chin and smiled: "The queen is really casual. I have been very restrained. I don't dare to let it go, it almost means it!"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

She could see it clearly, this fainted king wanted to die on the bed, and in this way, he took her to stay with him forever.

He took the script in a very good mood, skipped the part of mandarin ducks playing in the water, and continued to tell the story.

When the Patriotic Army captured Jiawu Pass, Jinling Qin Ji was furious and sent the most powerful national teacher around her.

This person wears a bronze ghost mask and has never shown his true colors. Qin Ji was able to take the position, mostly due to his work, it can be seen that he is a capable person.

On the day that the Guimian Nationalist arrived in the Jiawuguan plain, a once-in-a-lifetime meteor fire hit Jiawuguan, knocking down a large section of the wall and destroying half of the city gate.

The Patriotic Army was caught off guard by the ‘natural disaster’ and suffered heavy casualties.

Jinling took advantage of the opportunity to attack the city. In this battle, the defending soldiers filled the fire pits with their own flesh and blood, and they were worthy of defending the Jiawu Pass. Before catching his breath, another meteor fire rained into the city, destroying the batch of supplies that Queen Mei Xueyi had transported in person.

In the following battles, the skyfire meteors defeated the Patriotic Army again and again, and the daily casualties were shocking.

Rumors are everywhere, the fortune of Dao and the country is declining, and the will of God is about to perish.

Everyone is in danger for a while.

Finally, the spy who sneaked into the Jinling Army desperately sent back a top secret message.

Huoyu is not a natural disaster, but a demon method performed by the Ghost Face Master! There is a demon and evil magic weapon on his body, called the Flying Fire Sword, which can summon the sky fire meteor.

Flying Fire Sword!

Finally saw these three words.

Mei Xueyi's body was soft at the moment, but she couldn't help but lift a finger, press it on the script, and read each word carefully.

Far away from three hundred meters away, it can cast a meteor fire shower, and a fire meteor can destroy the city wall of three meters—it is indeed a unique magic weapon necessary for the disciples of the Feihuo Sword Sect.

Her heart beat quickly, and she was about to turn the page back, but Wei Jinzhao held her fingers.

He bowed slightly, poking his head out from behind her gloomily, and resting his chin on her shoulder.

"The queen talked about how to deal with this monster next."

Mei Xueyi thought for a moment, and said: "Send an assassin to assassinate, or create an arrow crossbow with a range of more than three hundred meters, and shoot it remotely."

He turned his head and stared at her, his dark eyes motionless.

Mei Xueyi was startled by his stare, and was silent for a long while. Just as he was about to say something to break the silence, he suddenly held her finger and turned a page.

I saw that in the book, it was written astonishingly

[The queen offers a plan to send an assassin to assassinate this person, or create an arrow crossbow with a range of more than three hundred feet to kill it remotely. ]

Mei Xueyi's heart trembled, only to feel a burst of chill climbing up his spine.

The fateful sense of overlap hit her body, as if some sweet and sour liquid fell into the empty space in her heart, causing her to shudder unconsciously.

His laughter sounded low in his ears: "My wife is wise."

She opened her mouth: "...who wrote the script?"

He smiled without answering, just holding her hand, and continued back: "Queen, the story is half-read."

Mei Xueyi calmly looked back.

Next, is the part where Wei Jinzhao shows off his skills.

The ghost face national teacher was surrounded by masters, and the assassin had no way to get close, so Wei Jinchao and Mei Xueyi worked day and night to develop a long-range heavy crossbow.

This crossbow uses five beef tendon ropes as the strings, and the five strings are sent at the same time. Instead of an arrow, it shoots a halberd of fine iron that is eight feet long. To use this crossbow, twenty soldiers with amazing arm strength are required to exert force at the same time.

The range of two hundred and eighty zhang is already the limit, but the ghost face national teacher can cast the demon spell three hundred zhang away.

So Wang Wei led a team of elites, avoided the meteor shower, pierced into the enemy's formation like a dagger, and sent the chariot with the five-string heavy crossbow to the range.

I saw that handsome and valiant Wei Jinchao stepped on the ballista with one foot, ignoring the locust-like enemies around him, and opened the heavy string with one hand.

Twenty people can stretch the string, he only needs one hand!

Only heard a earth-shattering crash, the halberd crosses through the air, in the chaos army, taking the lead of the enemy general.

In front of the god-like power of this day, the ghost face national teacher did not have the slightest resistance at all, and was immediately pierced through his chest by a huge crossbow, and he was nailed to death in place.

The strength and accuracy are peerless. There is no second person who can have such a good ability as King Wei.

After killing the enemy generals, the guards who had been frustrated for many days broke out of the fortress and fought decisively against Jinling on the plain, killing them with their heads in their arms.

Wei Jinchao triumphed and hugged his wife Mei Xueyi in the military tent-"How about this arrow for your husband?"

She knew that he was not only referring to the arrow on the battlefield, but also the arrow cast on her. She smiled and beat him, followed by a straightforward description that made her face hot.

In short, his power alone is far better than dozens of ordinary people.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

She shouldn't have any serious expectations for this unscrupulous script.

The story is here, and it's ‘unfinished to be continued’ again.

Wujun lazily tossed the thread-bound notebook aside, stroking her cheek one after another.

"Does Jinling really have a ghost face national teacher?" Mei Xueyi asked.

"Yes." He casually turned the black jade finger on his left hand, "it will be about tomorrow."

She opened her eyes slightly: "Then does he really have a Flying Fire Sword?"

Wei Jinzhao laughed.

Her dark and narrow eyes were bent into a gloomy curve, her pale and thin face pressed against her, and her thin lips rolled around her cheeks: "My silly queen, are you crazy about reading?"

Mei Xueyi knew that people in the mortal world had no idea about the existence of Xianyu.

The immortal world has different paths, the mortal world has no aura, no resources, the rise and fall of the dynasty is just a closed-door effort for the people in the fairyland. don't know since when, Xianyu has unwritten rules-not to set foot in the mortal world, not to participate in mortal disputes. Anyone who violates the ban can be punishable.

She has lived for thousands of years, and she has never seen a person in the fairy gate who is too full to eat and panic rushes to the world to make chaos.

Magic repairs like her have no interest in mortal territory.

She turned around and leaned against his chest: "I don't know why, I am a little flustered. Your Majesty, do you believe in the fortune of the country?"

Isn't the faint king a sign of the country's subjugation?

He muttered, laughed lowly, laughed for a while, and clasped her shoulders with his big hands: "I will take you up to the city wall tomorrow and let you see how I can take that Xiaoxiao's life!"

Speaking in a hurry, he coughed.

After coughing violently, his chest rose and fell sharply, gasping like a cow.

Mei Xueyi: "..."

She put the small bracelet behind him and gently patted his back smoothly.

Suspicions were filled in my heart.

The Flying Fire Sword in the storybook is exactly the same as the unique magic weapon of the Flying Fire Sword Sect. How could it be just a coincidence?

It happened that this Flying Fire Sword Sect was still the sect she had been to before she became a demon. After her magical power was completed, she was slaughtered by her...

Mei Xueyi and her in the storybook...

A strange sense of time and space chaos caught her.

Wei Jinzhao really took her up the city wall.

Unlike the desolate and heroic in the storybook, she stepped onto the city wall on a long golden velvet blanket.

Behind him was a maid holding a fan, and a maid holding a silver tray beside him, filled with sweet berries.

He stretched out his hand to support her, as if taking her on an outing, it was appropriate and thoughtful.

It is also ridiculous.

Upon reaching the city wall, Mei Xueyi looked down at the great plain in front of Jiawu Pass.

The heavy soldiers of Jinling have been laid out on the plain, and in front of the army formation, siege vehicles and ladders lined up neatly. The Jinling Army wore golden armor, looking from a distance, cold spears dazzling, determined to push people.

Looking at him again, Xuan Jia's Guardian soldiers seemed to be deep in the essence of Wei Jin, with a lazy eyebrows, and they didn't take the Jinling army under pressure seriously.

Mei Xueyi couldn't imagine how this army attacked here and also took down this important town.

There was a sudden movement in the enemy line.

A red chariot drove from the rear, wherever it passed, the Jinling Army lined up on the left and right, bowing their heads to welcome.

"Here." Wei Jinchao smiled.

I saw a person standing above the chariot, too far away to see the details, and from time to time, he could see a cyan metallic light reflecting off his face.

It's that ghost face national teacher.

Mei Xueyi suspended her heart slightly. She didn't know whether she wanted this person to display the skyfire meteor.

As the chariot gradually approached, saw the ghost face national teacher drew a red sword from his waist and slowly swung it above his head.

A strange, dry and scorching sulfur breath quickly spread over and gathered above the city wall.

Mei Xueyi suddenly stopped breathing.

It is indeed the unique magic weapon of the Flying Fire Sword Sect, the Flying Fire Sword!

When she slaughtered Feihuo Jianzong's full gate, the blood and rain filled the sky with the smell of sulfur fire from beginning to end.

She subconsciously grabbed Wei Jinchao's sleeve with her backhand.

"Beware!"

He squeezed her finger comfortingly and stepped onto the wall.

The wind raised his black robe, and his thin figure seemed to be blown away at any time.

He took a small crossbow from the guard behind him.

It is only a little longer than the forearm and has a jade color throughout.

He raised the crossbow casually, tilted his head, took a glance in front of his eyes, and then tapped the spring. The force of the backward leaning made him lean back fiercely, and he could not fall off the wall.

Just listen to ‘shoo’, and the sound of breaking the wind hits the enemy’s line.

Jade color brilliance broke through the sky.

The Guimian National Division fell down from the chariot.

The sulphur gas gathered above his head disappeared.

The city wall cheered and thundered, Wei Jinchao slowly turned around, and said mildly: "The will of heaven? The fortune of the country is in loneliness, not in heaven."

Mei Xueyi shook her eyes severely.

As soon as the heart that had been silent for thousands of years moved, he saw him jump off the battlement, throw away the jade crossbow, and rolled her into his arms with a wide sleeve.

She pressed her thin lips and asked in a dumb voice, "How about this arrow for your husband?"

Mei Xueyi: "..."

Isn't this the line of the script?