Divine Doctor: Daughter of the First Wife

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Xuan Tianming was too late to save. He was too far away and his speed of falling was too fast. Even if he did his best to carry out his work, he could not guarantee that he would be saved. What's more, when the two armies are against each other, how can his coach's identity rush to the other city defense alone?

With this hesitant work, Fu Ya has fallen from the wall under the wall, exclaiming the sound of the wind, very fierce, listening to people tremble.

Everyone's eyes were concentrated there, including Feng Yu, who even rushed out of the snow to save people. However, at this moment, a figure on the side of the wall rushed out like lightning, and rushed over the Fuya.

One drop, one rescue, the two are like a race, and the eyes of Fu Ya have already touched the snow floor. The man’s hand finally reaches under the other side, his arms are flat and steady. People hold.

Feng Yu sighed with a sigh of relief, but immediately locked his eyebrows. Going to class? Didn't he save the lotus king? How would it appear here?

It was the class who saved the man. At this moment, he was holding the Fuya, looking curiously at the girl in his arms. Like, it’s really like it! He had only listened to Feng Yuxi before, and she said that there was a girl who looked like her. She was the illusion of the girl’s name. But he never thought that the two men would look so similar. In front of this woman, except for the lack of Feng Yu's look and pride, the appearance of the five senses is almost like 90%.

“Who are you?” Fu Ya woke up from the shock, and it was strange that he could be rescued at a critical juncture. What's more, the man in front of him was dressed in black, but his appearance was not surprising, but his eyes were cold, but his eyes were cold. It is a shock to see at a glance.

"The master asked me to save you." The class walked away and refused to say more. It only added a sentence: "It is the girl who looks a lot like you." Going in the direction of the army of Tianming.

The army has already rushed to the gate under the command of Xuantian, and there are archers on the wall to open the bow and arrow. The arrow falls like a rain, and the soldiers who rushed forward will always be unable to dodge. The man was bruised by the arrow, but fortunately he did not see his man fall.

Qian Ya slammed into the neck of the class, and the panic that was pushed down from the wall was still there. The swords and swords on the battlefield came again, so that the woman who had never seen such a squabble would not dare to come out. However, the class walked very fast, even if the arrow rain strikes, it can safely escape, and the arm holding her arm is also inexplicably smooth and powerful, and that kind of power is transmitted to her heart. Gradually, Fu Ya’s courage is also big. When I got up, I dared to open my eyes and look at the wall of the square.

It’s just this look, the hatred of the eyes is covered up again, and the scene of her mother’s death by Duanmu Anguo is repeated in the brain, and a bit of sweetness flows from the chest to the throat, and the corner of the mouth is a trace. The blood was fainted.

Feng Yuxi also greeted this time, Xuantian Tianfei began to take people, and ordered the whole army: "On the city defense, do not leave a living mouth!"

The murder of the soldiers was shocked, and Feng Yu took the wrist of Fu Ya, and then adjusted a heart from the space to her mouth, loudly: "She is not a problem. What about the Lotus King?"

The class walked and shook his head: "Catch up, the army of Duanmu Anguo blocked the road, I can't go."

Feng Yu’s heart was slightly shocked, but she couldn’t care too much at the moment. She ordered Fu Ya to take care of her, and she was ready to rush to fight with the soldiers. Xuantian Ming grabbed her hand and calmed her face. Road: "Be honest, stay with the king, run around, legs give you a discount."

The class agreed very much: "Yes, both legs have to be discounted." This daughter-in-law is simply too good to manage.

"But..." Xuantian’s voice turned, "A fire burned the capital, and it was quite a long face for the king."

To say that Duan Mucong’s death made the North Division’s soldiers and the dragons have no chaos, then the return of Feng Yu’s rebellion is equivalent to giving Dashun a strong shot. Especially the northwest garrisons that have not seen Feng Yu's ability, Feng Yu's magical sound transmission, and the strange means of the endless death of Mu Anguo, all of which have not deeply imprinted people's hearts.

The **** of the gods took the center of Xuan Tian Ming Feng Yu and the two, gradually gathered around, forming a strict encirclement around him. Because Xuantian had smashed a command on the wall above the living wall, more than two hundred gods shot a string of multi-profit arrows, and began to wave on the wall. God shoots arrows, absolutely false, one bow pulls three arrows, three arrows must be three.

A person was planted from the wall of the city and fell to the ground below, and the limbs were broken. Feng Yu didn't look away. She once went to the battlefields of third world countries to participate in the rescue of the wounded. The war under modern weapons is absolutely more cruel than the war of ancient cold weapons. But somehow, she still feels that even the guns and bullets are flying, and there is no such thing. It’s shocking.

This is the fundamental difference between the war of others and their own war.

In fact, this time, I didn’t play for a long time. Even Dashun’s man holding the wooden pillar to hit the city gate did not hit three times. Someone in the city gate had already opened the door and welcomed the Dashun to the city.

Bai Ze said while playing: "These walls are all elite soldiers raised by Duanmu. They only recognize Duanmu Anguo, do not recognize Dashun, and kill when they kill. But the soldiers in the lower towns are all Dashun. When you raise, you can open the gates and count them as conscience."

As soon as the gate opened, Dashun’s squadrons rushed in. The crowds that were originally crowded were immediately separated into two sections. Under the orderly charge of the Northwest Army, the northern divisions gave up their resistance and threw down their weapons in the snow.

Starting from the city gate, a spacious avenue was divided by the soldiers. Xuan Tianming and Feng Yuqi were riding on two horses immediately, followed by Bai Ze, the class, the Shenji camp and the tens of thousands of northwestern troops.

Xuantian Ming’s right-handed Hu Fu, the right hand raised, the tiger charm was buckled in his palm, and everyone walked and saw it, everyone could see clearly.

"This king is the nine princes of the Dashun dynasty, the royal king Xuantian dynasty of the sacred emperor, today the emperor's life, the singer of the tiger, and the recovery of all the soldiers in the northern world in the hands of the rebel minister Duanmu Anguo. The public will listen to the order and lay down the arms and non-resistors. Wang still regards you as my Dashun people! I still regard you as the **** patriot of Dawei’s defending country. Of course, if you always think that you are a thousand-year-old blood, because this land belongs to Dashun, you are not satisfied. The king can give you a chance to fight up! This king gives you a chance to fight for a thousand years of blood, and promises that after you die, you will send the bones back to Qianqian for thousands of weeks, and look at yours. The monarch does not recognize your people, and is willing to bury your bones within thousands of weeks!"

When the army enters the city, it must be the defeat of the defenders. Quoting the majesty and intimidation of Xuantian, the soldiers did not dare to have two words, but the people of Guanzhou City, although they were hiding in their own homes, did not dare to show up, the atmosphere did not dare to come out, but behind the calm, However, there are still some people who are unwilling.

Duanmu Anguo voted for a thousand weeks, and the people in the three provinces of the north played the family card. It was about blood thicker than water. It was about the hatred of the country’s centuries. It’s also said that relatives who have been separated for many years can’t meet each other, and the descendants of future generations don’t know each other. The pain.

In order to allow the northern boundary to return smoothly for a thousand weeks, in order to allow the people to accept this result, Duanmu Anguo began to plan this incident many years ago. This ace of love has been infiltrating into the people for many years. Just like brainwashing, people who have no feelings for thousands of weeks are beginning to yearn for.

Bai Ze quietly told Feng Yuxi: "What blood is bloodless, if it is a few decades ago, there is still such a saying, now that it belongs to Dashun from the northern boundary for more than 100 years, how many thousand weeks can they still be left? Bloodline, what memories can still be heard for a thousand weeks, most of which are the older generations when the story has been told. Duanmu Anguo’s grandson is deeply researched in controlling people’s minds. I really don’t know what method is used.”

Feng Yuxi analyzed that this is probably the embryonic form of psychology. Duanmu Anguo is indeed a good means in this respect.

The army of Xuantian Ming went all the way to the city and was not blocked any more. The officers began to clean up the bodies in an orderly manner. When Xuantian went to the front of the Guanzhou Prefecture of Guanzhou, Qianli came to report, attacking the city and killing three people. Two of the generals caught the mouth and wounded. The people have been concentrated together and treated again when the military doctors enter the city.

In this regard, Xuan Tianming did not disagree, he just told the money: "Leave the body of Duanmu Cong, the king is still useful." After that, turned over and pulled down Feng Yu, went to the Zhizhou government. go with.

This state is very quiet, there are not many people, but there is no confusion. It should not be the depression caused by the unrest in the city. Xuan Tianming walked all the way to the court, but when he saw the old man at the entrance of the court, he was silently holding it there. He held a booklet in his hand and heard the footsteps. He quickly raised his head and stared at Xuantian. I saw it.

Bai Ze first stepped forward and asked the old man: "Who is in front of you?"

The old man did not answer his words, but stared at Xuan Tianming, and asked for a long while: "Excuse me, is the nine princes of Dashun?"

Xuan Tianqi nodded, "Is it the king, the old gentleman is the person who knows the state?"

The old man was obviously relieved and said to himself: "Yes, the nine emperors wore purple clothes and golden masks, and the Ji'an County Lord has not yet married. Yes, it is you." After that, he smashed at Xuantian. "The old man is finally waiting for you, not to mention the enlightenment of the state when the adults go." He said while holding the book in his head, and said: "The old man is the aide of the state, Guanzhou Zhizhou Zhao Tianqi Zhao Daren went to Songzhou in the following year to give Duanmu Dadu a birthday. Before leaving, he dismissed all the servants and descendants of the government, leaving only the old one to wait here. This booklet is left by Zhao Daren. This thing can only be handed over to three people, namely, the nine princes of Dashun, the seven princes, and the head of the Ji’an County."