Martial Sage

The hurricane swept over the sea and the waves were rough.

Tang Hao, who was holding on to the handrails of the ship's side in the storm, knew that the fish and shrimps in the shallow water of the sea had completely become the weapon of the hurricane at this time.

Such a body of flesh and blood mixed in that galloping hurricane, hitting a person, is no less than being beaten by a sap!

Lightning flashed in his mind for a moment, the familiar face.

And the body that was lifted by the hurricane in a coma!

That's the person who gets along with him day and night! Best comrade-in-arms, brother!

But in front of my own eyes, it disappeared alive!

Tang Hao didn't dare to think about the terrible consequences, struggling to support the approach to the place where the figure just disappeared, and he kept talking.

"It's okay, Wu Tong, you're okay!"

"It will be fine..."

Tears and the wind and rain ran wildly on his face, but Tang Hao felt like this storm in his heart, full of anger.

"Why get out of the cabin!"

"Why do you want to be a hero on the deck!"

"It's hard to get along day and night, don't even have this trust!"

Grasping the upper hatch, a thick rope touches the lower edge of the palm.

There are ropes!

When Wu Tong got out of the cabin, there was a rope bound!

Tang Hao's heart was suddenly startled, and a huge joy dared to fill his heart.

Two hands quickly grabbed the rope, letting his body float in the air blown by the hurricane, looking towards the rope.

In the flash of lightning, Wu Tong, who did not know when he woke up, was floating on the deck like a kite, with a thick rope tied around his waist, holding the rope desperately with both hands, and gradually moving towards him.

At this moment, Tang Hao cried with joy, hissing in the wind.

"Who the hell made you be a hero? Daddy is not from this world, come and go free!"

"You fucking thought of your parents!"

On the open deck, the whistling wind had already blown the sound away.

Tang Hao rolled the stretched rope around his arm with one hand, and grasped the cabin tightly with the other hand, pulling the rope back with all his might.

This scene of the rest of his life made Tang Hao feel sour in his heart. He just wanted to grab the hand that was close at hand, and in the corner of his eye, a yellow croaker flew up.

The scales of the fish are glowing in the light of the mountain top, the golden color is extraordinarily luxurious, the tail is flapping, and the body is twisted to come straight toward the own door...

Bang.

pain!

At the moment of being unconscious, Tang Hao only felt a sudden pain on his face.

Someone seemed to roar in the endless darkness, grabbing own arm, and pulling back the body that was floating in the wind.

...

King City.

The thunder surging in the sky, the blue and white flashes outside the window illuminate the entire dark sky, and the dark clouds suppress the city like wild beasts, rolling and roaring.

In the magnificent house, the woman swayed her waist, faded her black group shirt, and leaked a thin gauze. On the skirt, a bunch of embroidered peony flowers are extraordinarily gorgeous.

Yurun's red lips lightly spoke, and walked behind Mu Dongjiao's slender jade legs, stripping off his armor.

"General, see you these days, I heard that the soldiers in the city are chatting, the two roads of the Tang Dynasty, the land and the water, a total of hundreds of thousands of troops are approaching me in Goguryeo."

"This battle is really going to start?"

Mu Dongjiao, dressed in gauze, laughed, and took the sharp blade with only the gauze into his arms backhand, picked it up with one hand, brushed his sleeves, and sat down generously on the bed.

"The army of 100,000 is nothing more than a figure boasted by Datang!"

"Datang Lien Chan has inevitably lost a lot of military strength in the middle of the country. How can recruits join in?"

Mu Dongjiao raised the delicate chin of the woman in his arms and continued.

"Looking back, the former Sui Dynasty dispatched 150,000 soldiers to attack me in Goguryeo, led by a general known as the slaughter. What was the outcome?"

"This commander fought him for a few rounds, and he chopped over the crap with two knives. It's just a vain name!"

"One hundred and fifty thousand soldiers were defeated in no more than a moment, leaving a laughing stock."

"Yeah! The general is mighty."

Jiao came out from the delicate pancakes, with a fascinating voice, touching Mu Dongjiao's heart.

The woman's fingertips crossed Mu Dongjiao's chest, and her delicate cheeks leaned slightly, exhaling in her mouth like a blue breath.

"But the veteran who is known as the massacre is old after all. This time the general's opponent is the young and famous Datang general."

"I heard that it was a man named Tang Hao, but he had wiped out the Eastern Turks and the Western Turks. The general must be careful."

The thunder outside the window suddenly exploded, and the woman's figure shrank into Mu Dongjiao's arms.

With a big hand around his waist, Mu Dongjiao smiled slightly as he looked down at those beautiful eyes with worry.

"Yellow teeth children, don't be afraid!"

"Fame doesn't depend on everyone's flattery. Wenxue has to ask about the weapon in his hand and how many heads have been cut off!"

"The merchants of our country have already reported that Tang Hao made some rouge gouache in the imperial city to make the entire imperial city smug. This kind of people who are greedy for wealth can be quite capable!"

After all, pointing to the sky outside the window, said loudly.

"Earlier, I heard that Dongying had already imposed a ban on seas, and many ships were mooring at the pier, saying that a big storm was coming."

"Coincidentally, my scout reported that Tang Hao had already led the navy and went all the way north in the most recent hour."

"Such a big storm, even if they don't lose their lives, 80% of them are not small."

The yelling figure leaning on his chest grinned.

"In this way, this longevity day is also helping the general."

"General Hershey."

The beauty is now, praise is endless, Mu Dongjiao's heart is more cheerful.

The big hand leaned into the thin shirt, revealing a greedy smile.

"This kind of good thing is to celebrate the two of us..."

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