The moon is even more red.

On the shore of the pool, Eleven and Zi Yu were lying side by side. The fishman in the pool water was circling around them, swallowing them again and again, and was full of greed.

In the middle of the pool, a man stood on the ripples of microwaves. He was tall and his white velvet robe shone with silver light. Under the moon, he only had a side face, a towering nose bridge, deep eyes, and a trace of noble aura from the demon clan was revealed.

"Master Beilou, these two people accidentally met us. Why don't I solve them for you? I'll make sure there is no bone residue left." The fish man licked his lips and said, "Swish" and the saliva flowed three feet.

The man called "Bei Building" was not moved, but he still looked at the blood moon in the sky affectionately. For a while, for a while, finally, he took a deep breath and sniffed the fragrance of the blood moon. Then he waved his sleeves and cirked the clouds to cover the moon. After some washing, the moon turned white again.

He then turned around and walked towards the shore on the water surface. The pool water rippled, the breeze blew the fallen leaves, and the world was moved by his handsome appearance.

"Do you want to eat them?" he asked.

The fishman kept nodding: "I want to eat them so much, I want to eat them so much."

"Then do you notice how different they are?" Yue Beilou asked again.

The fishman crawled on Eleven's body, and such a beauties lay under it, but it only felt the desire to talk. "She" it shrank its saliva for two mouthfuls and said greedily: "They are not barbarians. I have eaten a lot of barbarians' bodies. They are definitely not as tender and sweet as they are...She"

The fishman approached Eleven's neck, with sharp teeth exposed, but he just didn't dare to bite it.

Yuebei Tower walked to Eleven and squatted down, stretched out his hand to caress Eleven's smooth skin, but his expression was not moved.

If the fishman is a beast and does not move, he is a real man. There is a woman who lies naked in front of her and is still so tempting. Is it because of her courage or lack of desire in her heart?

The fishman dared not approach Yuebei Tower, so he hurriedly dodged aside and pointed at Eleven again: "Master Beilou may as well enjoy it. I heard that the human women have a different flavor..."

Yue Beilou whispered: "I have no interest in the women of the human race, let alone, she is a woman from Zhenwu."

"Zhen Wu!" The fishman exclaimed, very scared!

"The Zhenwu army has arrived, otherwise I won't come either," Yuebeilou looked at the two women lying on the ground and said lightly: "These two women are very special, and it may be of no use to leave them behind."

He gently took off his velvet robe and wrapped his forehead eleven and held it in his arms, saying, "I can feel that this woman's physique is very special, and I want to take her away."

The fishman couldn't help but show a hint of regret, so he had to put his hope on Zi Yu and asked, "What about her? Did she leave it to me?"

"No," Yue Beilou decisively denied it and said, "She stays, as a warning to Zhenwu," he glanced at the fish man coldly again: "You must not touch her at all, otherwise you will disappear from this world soon."

The fishman was intimidated by Yuebeilou's aura, retracted his greed and saliva, lowered his head and did not dare to say anything.

"This battlefield must be taken down. This is my promise to the Yuexing clan, just tonight."

Yuebei Tower stepped into the center of the pool water again, stomped its feet lightly, and the ripples boiled, and the pool water rolled out, and then one by one, with strong bodies and a half-demon with a wolf-headed and human body drilled out of the water.

The number is more than 800.

"The battle during the day has exhausted them, and the short victory has also made them relax their vigilance. While the Zhenwu army has not yet arrived, they must win this victory for Yuexing tonight."

Yuebei Tower glanced at the bright moon in the sky again, and there was a thick cloud next to the bright moon. He said again: "Midnight, when the moon is dark, launch a surprise attack. If the war begins, the Yuexing clan will call on the battle one after another. If nothing unexpected happens, the battle will be won at dawn."

"By the way, there is another most important point that only kills the Yejia tribe, and not the Zhenwu people."

After saying that, he looked at Eleven's eyes trembling in his arms, his mouth slightly raised, and a smile floated on his cheeks. He whispered: "We're leaving."

Leaving the sky.

...

...

Jinling City, Yejia Guodu.

This is a relatively beautiful city with a foreign style and Chinese folk customs. The cultural integration that Zhenwu could not achieve for a long time has been initially practiced here.

He Zhishu once said in the court: "The barbarians have a new city-state, with walls of hundreds of feet high, and a beautiful building, with unique and exquisite structures, handsome men and women, fertile land, political integration, and all kinds of waste. The rise of the clan cannot be underestimated."

But after hearing this, even the Emperor of Zhenwu couldn't help laughing: "How did Prime Minister He bring back Zhenwu when he was drunk in the Northern Barbarians?"

Everyone burst into laughter, saying that He Zhishu was praising the Northern Barbarians.

Shang Prison was reserved at the time, trusting three points and questioning seven points. However, today, he stood on a thousand-foot city wall and looked at the prosperous lights all over the city, and couldn't help but sigh at his own ignorance and the ignorance of the court at that time.

Contempt for the progress of others is a manifestation of arrogance and expansion. Although there is still a big gap between the Northern Barbarians and the prosperous Zhenwu, on this eternal land of time, even if it remains unchanged for a hundred years, thousands of years can still change.

Shang Prison looked up at the dawn ahead and raised a little horizon, and couldn't help but say softly:

"Yejia, I have to be guarded."

"Why are you afraid of being heard by the Bieyejia tribe in such an occasion or in this place?"

Liu Xiang staggered up the city wall, with three wine gourds hanging around his waist, and there must be different kinds of wine inside.

"Are you drunk?" Shang Yu glanced at Liu Xiang and said coldly: "You were drunk the first day you got here, which was very shameful."

Liu Xiang burped and said, "In fact, I'm not drunk. I stagger because those barbarian wives are so powerful that they tossed me all night last night..."

Shang Priest's voice was lowered: "Have you gone to prostitution?"

"Shh!" Liu Xiang immediately became energetic and said solemnly: "I am not called prostitution. I am called promoting cultural exchanges between Zhenwu and Yejia. Do you believe it or not? After I retire, I will write all the strange stories on the battlefield, including women of all races."

The Shang Prison stopped talking and turned around and continued to wait for the dawn to be born.

"You have stood here all night?" Liu Xiang pulled off the wine gourd around his waist and handed it to Shang Jing.

Shang Qiu nodded and refused to drink.

Liu Xiang's posture of handing the wine remains unchanged and said, "You have something to worry about."

Shang Gui whispered: "I have thoughts every day."

Such a war will make the king and the generals worry.

Liu Xiang said: "But I know that your thoughts are not about war now."

Shang Gui said, "How can I see it?"

Liu Xiang said: "If it is about war, you will never waste your time on watching dawn. You should call me and a group of military advisors and lieutenants to discuss combat plans and response policies," he said.

Speaking of this, he looked out at the distance with the prisoner and said intoxicatedly: "It's still dawn

You have already premonitioned its beauty before it rises. Do you know who can appreciate the dawn and sunset?"

Shang Prison asked, "Who is it?"

Liu Xiang smiled and said, "Sentimental people."

The Shang Priest did not speak, which was accusation that he had become sentimental.

Liu Xiang said again: "It's still a lover."

Shang Gui nodded clearly, he was also a lover.

Liu Xiang also said: "Unrequited lover."

Shang Gui took a deep breath, no longer concealed his weakness and worry, and sighed: "I had a premonition that something happened on the 11th. I woke up from a dream last night and could no longer sleep, and I could never sleep..."

Liu Xiang looked at Shang Gui's weak appearance in surprise. It was hard to see and it was hard to see. It was strange and strange! He whispered: "Is this the magic of love..."

"I really miss her and I really worry about her. With her personality, it is impossible for her to stay in Feixue Inn. What if she comes to me..."

The Shang Prison simply closed his eyes, snatched the wine gourd that Liu Xiang had held up for a long time, and raised his head and poured several big mouthfuls back to relieve his sorrow.

Liu Xiang sighed: "I think you should just do it all the time and take her over, so that there will be someone to sleep with you every night, and it will relieve the pain of lovesickness... You must know that people's hearts are very small, and women can occupy most of your heart. In this way, how can you fight this war?"

Shang Gui looked at the wine gourd in his hand and said, "I know how to make choices and how to distribute my energy reasonably. After this pot of wine, everything will be the same."

Liu Xiang urged, "Then you drink it quickly."

Shang Gui siped the wine from the gourd, handed the empty wine pot back to Liu Xiang, and said, "I'll say that."

Liu Xiangbi pointed two fingers and said, "There are two things, one good thing and the other bad thing. Which one do you want to listen to first?"

Shang Gui said, "It's bitter first and then sweet."

Liu Xiang pointed to the dawn gradually rising and said regretfully: "Last night, the southern battlefield was attacked by a demon cultivator, and the entire Yejia clan on the front line was wiped out."

Shang Gui frowned and said, "One night?"

Liu Xiang nodded and said, "One night."

Shang Priest's brows gradually loosened and he whispered: "As far as I know, we only have three or two gun cars on the southern battlefield, so the losses are not big."

Liu Xiang sighed: "But as far as I know, Xia Sheng and her ship's military doctor also ran over to help."

"What!"

Shang Prison was so shocked that his face changed color.

Liu Xiang hurriedly said, "But don't worry, I just said good news, bad news, good news, good news, that the group of Yuexing tribe members and demon cultivators only killed all the Yejia tribe members and did not attack our Zhenwu people. The cannon carts and soldiers were built, and even the herbs were not moved away."

Shang Prison let go of his heart and asked again: "Are Xia Sheng and the others still safe? Have they been captured? Or what?"

Liu Xiang wondered: "Xia Sheng and others were not captured, and the penguin came back unscathed, but... it seemed like a little maid was missing."

"Little maid..."

Several pictures of little maids flashed through Shang Priest's mind, and the worry that was the first half of the night suddenly came to his heart.

"Have Xia Sheng and the others back?" he asked.

Liu Xiang said: "I received the news half an hour ago that I had been repatriated to the Zhenwu Army Camp."

"Come Princess Yesha too."
Chapter completed!