Can't you even curse people?
The surroundings were full of curiosity and discussion about the magic trumpet, but Feng Yun's gaze fell into those deep eyes and he smiled slightly.
She said: "Screen as harshly as you want, and scold wherever it hurts. The general said, Xiao Cheng is a turtle bastard, and he is going to sleep with your wife, so what's the point? Let Xiao San get out of Hengqu Pass and be shot. Die!"
Pei Ran: "..."
There was a roar of laughter all around.
Most of the young men in the camp had never read books, and they were quick to talk dirty and vulgar words. But these words were learned from a girl with a delicate and soft voice, and she still looked serious, which was unreasonably exciting.
There was a roar on the city wall.
Pei Ran's eyes were dark and he said nothing, but Feng Yun's voice was heard far away through the "big speaker", making Qi Jun outside the city jump in anger.
Just being shameless.
The person who came out to scold was actually a girl?
The Qi army was angered by Feng Yun's words and shouted outside the city. Their words were all insults to Pei Madang and the Beiyong army.
The soldiers on the top of the city were so anxious that they rushed to try out the magical cane to curse people.
During the argument, each sentence was louder and louder than the other, and each one was scolding more happily than the other. They were all heard through the loudspeaker, and they were all words that were so angry that they would not pay for their lives. They wanted to take back all the anger they had suffered in the past two days.
There is no mystery inside this big speaker. The amplification effect is extremely strong, the sound is pleasant, and the curse has an overwhelming advantage.
The Qi army was furious outside the city.
A few soldiers couldn't bear the insult, so they suddenly walked out of the queue, stood in a row, lifted up their hems and opened their trousers, facing the direction of the city wall, while defecating and shouting "demonstration".
The words are dirty and the operation is ugly.
They didn't know that the girl on the tower was Feng Twelve Niang, and she was using the same method that men use to humiliate women...
Feng Yun didn't react at all, since he was far away anyway.
She didn't care much about what Qi Jun did, let alone their vulgar behavior to fight back.
The two armies are facing each other, and there is no kindness in the enemy or ourselves...
Pei Madang spread his hands and said, "Bring me the bow."
There is a long-arm bow placed on the tower. The bow is several times longer than an ordinary bow and arrow. It has high tension and a long range. It is impossible for ordinary people to draw it.
I saw Pei Man taking it from Zuo Zhong, nodding the arrow neatly, squinting slightly, raising his chin slightly, and pulling the bow string into a full moon with a slight effort. His movements were vigorous and graceful. In the blink of an eye, a sharp arrow shot out. out……
Whoosh!
The arrow cuts through the air.
A few brave soldiers were so frightened that they had no time to clean up the guys behind them, so they turned around and ran away. The Qi army also subconsciously retreated and became a mess.
The arrow fell and stuck right into the man's leg.
"ah--"
A scream pierced the sky.
Cheers of victory sounded from the tower.
"The general's divine power can penetrate a hundred feet of Yang!"
"mighty!"
"The general is mighty!"
The roar was deafening and pierced the sky.
Feng Yun was also surprised.
She didn't cheer or scream like a soldier, nor did she even have time to utter a word of praise, but the arrow actually hit her.
Feng Yun likes the way Pei Madang rides a horse and shoots arrows, with his waist and hips swinging, the sound of hunting the wind, and his strong and strong lines, showing his clear strength.
She was reflecting on whether she was so attracted by General Pei's immediate charm in her previous life that she was so unlucky...
Pei Man silently put down his bow and arrow, walked over and grabbed her wrist.
"gone."
The crowd automatically separated from it.
Feng Yun was slightly startled.
She caught Wen Xingsu's gaze, frowning with concern and a little dissatisfaction.
Feng Yun was afraid that he would be too thoughtful and cause trouble, so he curled his lips and smiled.
"Brother, go and see the speaker."
Wen Xingsu nodded without saying a word.
His eyes followed the two people's backs, then he looked back and cast his gaze on the big flag with the word "Pei" on the city wall.
Stand silently.
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Pei Ran was silent all the way.
When he returned to his residence, he did not let go of Feng Yun's hand, and pulled her towards the inner room with a sharp posture and a cold light in his eyes.
Daman and Xiaoman looked at each other and carefully entered with tea in hand. As soon as they raised the curtain, Pei Madang suddenly looked sideways.
"go out."
Xiao Man subconsciously took two steps back.
Daman shook his finger and the tea soup spilled out.
Everyone in the world knew that Pei Mad was violent and murderous, but they had been in the camp for so long and had never really seen him get angry. He just spoke few words and had no expression. Unlike at this moment, he was like an evil spirit descending, exuding a frightening coldness all over his body.
Xiaoman almost cried when he looked at Feng Yun, who was petite and helpless compared to the general's height and physique.
"Girl, what's going on?"
"Go down." Feng Yun smiled slightly.
Daman and Xiaoman hesitated, "Here."
The curtain was lowered a little hastily, and a slight breeze came over, sweeping the down on Feng Yun's face, making it itchy and causing goosebumps to appear.
She wasn't as afraid of Pei Mad as Daman and Xiaoman, but the power coming from her wrist still made her heart palpitate.
"General?" She stared at Pei Madang quietly and relaxed her breathing.
Pei Madang didn't say anything. He took Feng Yun's hand to remove his armor, staring at her like a prey about to be eaten.
Feng Yun was not good at this. He lowered his eyes and worked on it for a moment before helping him remove it and put it aside. Then he turned around to get the kettle on the table and just bent down...
Pei Ran hugged him from behind.
"General?" Feng Yun fell into his arms without struggling, and looked back at him: "Aren't you thirsty?"
The thick Adam's apple moved slightly.
He said, "Thirsty."
The wooden couch was behind the screen, with a low table with low legs. Feng Yun was caught off guard by him. When he fell, he touched his sword. He cursed him silently in pain. When he saw him looking at him coldly, he raised the corners of his lips. He smiled warmly.
"Is the general angry because I went to the city wall without binding my breasts? Or is it because my words in front of the battle line were wrong?"
Pei Man lowered his head, and his jaw with clear bone lines was stretched extremely tightly, much like the bow at the top of the city just now. It was graceful and delicate, containing infinite power, but it could kill someone at any time.
"Are you Xiao Cheng's wife, or my Pei Mang?"
Their eyes met, Feng Yun pursed his lips slightly.
"May I ask General, is the girl in front of you right now a subordinate of the General, or a concubine?"
Pei Ran looked at the smile between her brows.
"This is not a Chinese military tent."
"That makes sense to me. Private matter."
She thought for a while and said without changing her expression:
"I'm not Xiao Cheng's wife. Of course, I'm not the general's either."
The tone is neither serious nor serious, it is a statement, without deliberately trying to please, and without fear. This was Feng Yun's measure in front of him, neither taking a step forward nor taking a step back, a subtle distance.
"Very good." Pei Ran's eyes fell on her snow-white cheeks, "Then why did you identify yourself as Xiao Cheng's wife on the tower in front of everyone?"
The general who controls life and death is powerful without anger.
In his previous life, Feng Yun would probably have confessed his mistake and begged him for forgiveness.
But she knew it would be useless.
Men and women in the world are like yin and yang. Only by seeking a balance can we achieve harmony and beauty. Fear is the same as love. Once there is too much, you will suffer a lifetime of losses.
Feng Yun suddenly sighed, "Isn't it that I did this to anger Xiao San and help the general vent his anger?"
Pei Ran asked: "Is what Ji said true?"
Feng Yun raised his eyebrows and almost laughed.
"General, you know that when Wang Lang and Zhuge Liang were scolding each other in front of the battle line, they accused him of being more powerful than Guan Zhongleyi, going against the laws of nature, and betraying human feelings. His speech was impassioned and well-founded. Why was he scolded to death by Zhuge Liang?"
Pei Ran was speechless.
Feng Yun said: "General, the purpose of scolding is to kill people's hearts, not to reason, let alone whether it is true. As long as you can mess up the enemy in front of the formation, you will seize the opportunity. Why not?"
Pei Ran: "If Xiao San is angered by this, then he is not worthy of being my enemy."
Feng Yun was silent.
It’s time to admit your mistake.
She admitted her mistake, "I didn't consider the general's feelings and made him embarrassed. It's my fault."
He bowed his hands deeply and bowed deeply.
Pei Man narrowed his eyes and looked at her.
He admits that he is wrong, but even his hair is covered with hair.
He took Feng Yun's hand.
There was a cold wind blowing at the top of the city, and my hands were ice-cold. The jade snow-like skin was glowing with a faint red color, and it was as soft as boneless when held in the palm of the hand.
Two hands entangled, like two people rubbing their ears and temples together,
His lower abdomen tightened inexplicably and his voice dropped.
"Aren't you afraid that fame will hinder you?"
Feng Yun noticed the subtle changes on his face when his fingers intertwined, and smiled without any thought.
"How can I have a good reputation? Everyone in the world laughs at me, so what does it have to do with me?"
Pei Ran frowned and heard her continue: "Originally, I thought that the general was no longer afraid of the infamy and didn't care much about it... Besides, it is a fact that I was betrothed to Xiao San. The wedding date has been set. Halfway through the six ceremonies, I I have never shied away from anything, and I don’t know if the general would find it objectionable..."
"Really?" Pei Ran said coldly. Before she could scream, he picked her up and sat on her side in his arms.
Feng Yun only said half of what he said and shouted softly.
Pei Madang looked at her: "Isn't the old love unforgettable?"
He pulled open her light armor with force, trying to peel it off.
In Feng Yun's opinion, this behavior was extremely bad.
She couldn't twist him, and as soon as her light armor came off, she slid weakly onto his lower abdomen. She accidentally bumped into him, and the tight seams were slightly abraded, and both of them groaned.
"Take it away." Feng Yun said.
Pei Man's release was as slow as a slight friction. Her breathing was tight and her ears were red. She took advantage of the situation and was about to stand up, but the hand held her lower back and pressed her back hard.
Pei dog!
Feng Yun cursed in his heart, but suppressed his emotions very well, and his voice was slightly smiling.
"General, why are you acting like this today?"
Pei Man pinched her red earlobe. His indifferent handsome face looked a bit colder than usual. Except for the disobedient thing that was shaking like a chicken pecking at rice, there was almost no emotion in his body.
He stared at Feng Yun, patted her legs, "separate."
