Feng Yuheng's words made Dashun laugh again, and even the general next to Bixiu was almost injured. That's right, he was tall, but Bixiu was very short, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was like his grandson. Unfortunately, he didn't even have a wife and didn't have a son, so where did he get a grandson?

He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. He felt so uncomfortable that he had to turn his head and cough, which caused Bi Xiu to scream again. He turned around and kicked him, and kicked him to the ground. Then he heard Bi Xiu say again: "Go, call me that concubine in general." After that, he lowered his head and looked at his feet, "Go and move a few more bricks, and I want to play a good show for those below!"

The deputy general didn't know what a good show it was, but when it came to the concubine, his eyes lit up. He had seen that concubine, but he really looked like Princess Ji'an of Dashun! It was not an exaggeration to say that she was exactly the same. The general wanted to bring the concubine up at this time... Could it be that he wanted to make some trouble for Dashun people? After all, even if he was not alone, he would not feel good when he looked at such a face, right? Thinking of General Bi Xiu's special hobbies in some aspects, the general couldn't help but smile and quickly got up and called someone.

But Bi Xiu turned around and laughed at the bottom, "Since Princess Ji'an refused to fulfill the family with your husband, then the general will do this good thing for your husband in a while!"

He said this and the soldiers were confused. He was the one who replaced him? Can he replace him? No one knew what Bi Xiu meant, but Feng Yuheng guessed it. She frowned and said in a low voice to Xuan Tianming: "But you want to mess with Fu Ya?"

Xuan Tianming snorted coldly: "I guess that's what it means."

"That general has a phantom disease, right?" Feng Yuheng found it funny. "Is there a bug in his mind? A man and a real man don't say that he should think about how to fight the enemy. He always thinks about some bad ideas. Can we get one soldier or one of us lose a piece of meat? It's so naive."

Xuan Tianming also felt naive, but he had never heard of Bi Xiu's character. It would be almost the same as a licentious guy. If he wanted to humiliate him, it would be quite disgusting to have someone who looked exactly like Feng Yuheng. He discussed with his wife: "Why should we just attack the city directly? Why do you watch him perform that drama?"

Feng Yuheng shook his head and refused: "No, no, we can't always blow up the city. Although there is enough ammunition, the wall city will have to be repaired again if it is blown up. This Yueping City is so far from Lanzhou, transporting blue bricks here is a difficult task and is not cost-effective."

Xuan Tianming spread his hands: "You said you wouldn't blow it up. I'll be blocked by that martyr later. Don't blame me for not reminding you."

Feng Yuheng nodded, "Don't worry, the damn person shouldn't be alive anymore. Not only the groundhog should be damned, but Fu Ya's life should also end. The two new graves next to Luzhou, the eastern suburbs of Shaping City are still waiting to be paid tribute with her blood! Today is just right, it's delivered to the door." Her eyes became colder, Fu Ya, you have lived for so long, and you should always pay the price for what you have done.

Soon, there was another movement on the wall of Yueping City. This time, there were soldiers who really put bricks under Bi Xiu's feet, and there were still many pads, so that Bi Xiu could already stretch out half of his body when he stood on the brick. However, Bi Xiu no longer had the sense of security he had before. Most of the reason why he dared to come up to the wall was that he could use the wall to save his life with the help of the city wall. Now he has suddenly become taller, which has increased his goal. The general of a country is frightened.

However, if you think about the upcoming good show, his mood became refreshed again. Dashun has always been causing trouble for him. Today, he has to find some unhappiness for Dashun people. Then Princess Ji'an is a big wedding! Very good. Let him complete this wedding wedding in this way!

Soon, Fu Ya was brought to the city wall. The woman got a red dress from somewhere, and it was somewhat matched with Feng Yuheng's outfit. Bi Xiu was very satisfied.

But for Fu Ya, this is the second time to go up to the city wall. The first time was in the northern border. She was caught by the people from Duanmu Anguo and was also sent to the high city wall. The shadow was there that time, and when she stood at such a high place, her legs were trembling. But Bi Xiu could not care whether she was trembling. When she saw someone, she pulled her to the front of her. Before Fu Ya could ask him what he called him to do, the person was pushed to the edge of the city wall and half of her body was poked out.

Fu Ya was so scared that she closed her eyes and felt that if Bi Xiu used some more strength, she would be pushed down. But she was unwilling to give up and suppressed her fear and asked, "General, what are you going to do?"

Bi Xiu laughed lewdly, "Don't be anxious, little lady, you will know in a while!" After that, he shouted loudly at Dashunjun opposite him: "Open your eyes and see, your Princess Ji'an, the bride of your ninth prince, is now in the hands of this general!" While speaking, he stroked Fu Ya's face and squeezed it hard on his head, and then said: "It's really watery. This face is very elastic. Do you want to touch it with this general?"

After saying this, Fu Ya suddenly understood Bi Xiu's intention. He felt chills in his heart, and shame that had not seen him for a long time also came to him instantly. She was not too slutty, but because of the situation, she followed Bi Xiu. However, she did not expect that the joke that made him imagine himself as Feng Yuheng became the outlet for Bi Xiu to vent her today. Fu Ya was unwilling to accept that her body twisted a few times and tried to struggle, but how could she twist Bi Xiu? The hand of a martial artist was like a pliers, holding her tightly on the city wall. No matter how she asked for it, Bi Xiu did not have any sympathy.

This scene was also clearly seen by the Dashun soldiers. Although everyone knew that it was not the real Princess Ji'an, their princess was standing side by side with the ninth prince on the camel just before the army! But the woman's big red dress and the face exactly like the princess still made the soldiers look dazzled. Even though she knew it was not, she felt it was very annoying.

Bi Xiu seemed to see what Dashun thought, and couldn't help but smile and then he heard him shout, "Princess Ji'an, I will be here tonight, and I'll be with you under the eyes of the soldiers of the three armies. Is it okay?" After asking, without waiting for the other party to answer, he pulled Fu Ya's clothes open. The big red skirt was pulled into pieces and could no longer cover her body. Fu Ya closed her eyes humiliatedly, and tears fell along the city wall, but she couldn't arouse any sympathy. She knew that she deserved it.

Bi Xiu was a beast. In front of everyone, under the high city wall, she took off her battle robe, pulled off her fur pants, grabbed her hair and pressed her on the city wall, and started husband and wife with her in a very humiliating posture. Fu Ya cried silently, and a thought arose in her mind, was Ban Zuo, who was beside Feng Yuheng, also watching her? Will Ban Zuo feel distressed when she saw that she was humiliated so much? That was her hero. How much she hoped that her hero could save her again. As long as she could save her from the city wall, she would not fight for anything or snatch anything from now on!

Unfortunately, Ban Zuo saw it, but he had no idea of ​​saving her. That was Feng Yuheng's secret guard. He pulled out his hair and was all aimed at Feng Yuheng. How could he save the self-bearing Fu Ya? Not only did he not know how to save him, but he felt that Fu Ya deserved the end now. He didn't respect himself, didn't love himself, and didn't know who he was, so he was not worthy of living in this world again.

Bi Xiu's animal behavior caused cheers from the ancient Shu army, but the Dashun army was gritting their teeth with hatred. He Gan went beside Feng Yuheng and discussed with her: "Master, can my subordinates beat the general to death with one shot. Should I take action?"

Feng Yuheng raised her lips and chuckled, "Do it? Of course you have to do it, but it's not you, but I'll do it with my own hands." As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly raised her hand. The Desert Eagle that was already in her hand did not even have the process of aiming, and directly shot it out.

Bi Xiu was very busy, and his mind was full of being in the bridal chamber with Princess Ji'an of Dashun. His fantasy was overwhelming and he didn't pay attention to the movements of the enemy's opponent. Of course, even if he noticed it, he didn't. The speed of the bullet was not as fast as a bow and arrow, and he could still dodge. Even if he could see clearly, he had nowhere to escape.

So, the Dashun soldiers looked at their princess looking up casually, but with a "bang", a hole was opened in the middle of Bi Xiu's forehead.

The soldiers of the sharpshooter team have been practicing their marksmanship very accurately for several months, but they are not as accurate as Feng Yuheng's level of free will. A shot hits the middle of his eyebrows, and even his own people took a breath. He Gan said in admiration: "Master, good marksman."

Looking at Bi Xiu again, as a blood hole passed through his eyebrows, the whole person seemed to be fixed at first, then shook it twice, and suddenly fell backwards. At the moment when Bi Xiu fell down, Fu Ya pushed down the city wall with the sudden force before the other party's death.

Everyone witnessed the whole process of Fu Ya falling down, but no one felt any pity. Everyone knew about the fake princess in Lanzhou. Dashun people hated her for not having time, and even as she fell down, someone even applauded.

Fu Ya heard the cheers from Dashun, but endless expectations arose in her heart. She still remembered that she was pushed under the city wall in the North Frontier, but at the moment before she landed, someone was like a hero falling from the sky, holding her firmly in her arms. That person entered her heart at a glance, even though she was now in a broken flower and willow, she still missed that embrace.

She thought that the class would definitely appear. With such hope in her heart, the process of falling down would not be so terrible. She even hoped to go to the end quickly. She would appear at the last moment and save her from the water and fire [Bayi Chinese website      www.x81zw.info] and reborn with her ashes.

But I don’t know that on the Dashunjun side, Xuan Tianming was pointing at her and saying to his wife beside him: “Do you think that woman is still thinking that someone can save her?”

Feng Yuheng looked at Ban Zu with a funny look and raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you go and save me?"

Ban Zuo shook his head, "In this world, only the phoenix can be reborn from the fire. And the phoenix master is only the master."

Yes, there is only one person in the world, Fu Ya, who is not worthy.
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