Chapter 1005: The daughter of the sinner conquers the Jagged God of War 4
Mingxiu checked the shadow bag, closed the box, and asked gently, "When will we start setting up the stage after arriving in Luocheng?"
"What's the hurry, I heard that the scenery of Los Angeles is good. After we settle down, let's play in the city first."
Liu Qilang has a lively temperament, tapping his fingers on the table, and a pair of beautiful Danfeng eyes lit up.
Meng Changge glanced at Liu Qilang, and said solemnly: "It's getting late, don't delay, let's get on the road earlier."
"Master, I asked the store to pack some four-hour side dishes, two roast chickens, and also some spring rolls, fruits, and green plum wine. Do you want to add more."
"Uncle Yong has a heart, that's all."
There are eight people in the Yuhe class. Uncle Yong is the oldest and has a normal temperament. After running in for a while, Shu Ange also got used to it.
The group was divided into two carriages, Shu Ange and Uncle Yong, Meng Changge, and Xiao Zuo were in the same carriage, and Ming Xiu and Rong Rong sat in the back.
The original owner has always been a woman disguised as a man. Although the defense between men and women in Dazhou is not serious, it is always more convenient for men and women to ride separately.
The boxes containing the shadow bags were placed on the carriage, and the shadow bag of King Huo's head was placed on Shu Ange's lap.
The carriage squeaked, Shu Ange took King Huo out of the shadow bag, manipulated the bamboo pole, and moved it like a stream of water.
Uncle Yong saw that she was practicing seriously, and asked worriedly: "Master, the official said earlier that he would not be allowed to play King Huo's play in the city, you think—"
Before entering Luocheng, their Jade Lotus class was best at the movie of King Huo breaking the barbarian captives, and the common people also liked watching these movies.
Now that the official sent a message, Uncle Yong felt a little regretful. He was afraid that Shu Ange would act in a stubborn manner, so he took the initiative to remind her.
When not singing, the villain turns somersaults majestically, like a unique mime.
Shu Ange took King Huo to the horse and practiced it for a while. Then he raised his eyes and revealed a faint smile: "Don't worry, Uncle Yong, I have my own concerns. Luocheng can't play it, but it can always be played elsewhere."
Xiao Zuo smiled honestly and echoed: "The class leader is right, let's leave Luocheng and play a few more scenes of King Huo."
King Huo is a hero in everyone's mind. He was very proud when he was young. He led the army to guard the border and brought peace and peace to the people.
Thinking of Huo Wang Zhong Chenghao, Shu Ange felt a little regret in his heart. At the age of twenty-five or six, Huo Wang had been stationed at the border and never married.
With King Huo around, the people lived a stable life and their spirits were also very good.
But last month, Huo Wang seemed to have some minor accidents. There are even more rumors that some people in the DPRK colluded with the barbarians and deliberately leaked the military information, which caused King Huo to fall into an ambush when he fought the barbarians.
Although Huo Wang finally won the battle with difficulty, it is said that he was seriously injured and unconscious, and he is afraid that he will not survive this spring.
The rumors are not groundless. Shu Ange inherited the original owner's memory and plot hints. Huo Wang was indeed injured, and the injury was so serious that he could not even go to the battlefield.
This injury caused King Huo to lose his position as the Great General Protector of the Country. He died of an old illness within two years.
The original owner had never dealt with King Huo, but had heard a lot about his heroic deeds.
Later, the kings rebelled, and the people lived in dire straits.
At that time, everyone missed King Huo very much, thinking that if he was still alive and not injured by accident, he would definitely be able to bring the army to quell the rebellion quickly and save the people from being displaced.
Shu Ange manipulated the shadow puppet in his hand, and regretted that she entered the mission plane a little late.
Otherwise, she must do everything possible to inform Huo Wang and prevent him from being calculated by the villain.
If there is King Huo, why should you be afraid of Xiao Xiao's disciples? At the beginning, he devoted himself to defending the family and defending the country.
Too strong character, Huo Wang offended the traitor Lu Fang and the **** Hu An.
If it wasn't for the traitor and the barbarian cooperating inside and outside, and King Huo's ability to use his troops like a god, he would never have been seriously injured.
Thinking of King Huo, Shu Ange touched the shadow puppet and felt infinite emotion in her heart, hating her for not coming earlier.
Meng Changge looked out the window with a melancholy expression, and his thoughts drifted to somewhere.
Shu Ange knows a little about everyone's life experience in Yuhe Class. Meng Changge has read books for several years, speaks elegantly, and is familiar with poetry and prose.
Scholars are always more sentimental, not to mention that in the eyes of the others, those who perform and sing are all cheap servants. Meng Changge's family was in a downturn, and he did not eat three meals a day. He liked a young man who was like a refugee.
Meng Changge was also lucky to know Wen Shuan, but his temperament was a little gloomier than others.
There are thousands of spring breezes on a tree, softer than gold and softer than silk. The pedestrians outside the carriage are like clouds, and the scenery is fresh and beautiful.
Shu Ange put down the shadow puppet, and was just a little dazed when the carriage was suddenly hit by someone.
She opened the curtain and glanced at the person who hit their car. Without saying a word, the whip went down, and the horse neighed and pulled the carriage forward.
"Who is it? If you hit a car, you won't be compensated."
Shu Ange didn't speak yet, Liu Qilang stuck his head out in the carriage behind and complained a few words.
"Liu Qi shut up and sit still."
In the carriage at the rear, Mingxiu, who has always been mild-tempered, was stern once in a while, Liu Qi obediently kept his voice and lowered his head.
Shu Ange lowered the curtain and frowned.
The previous carriage had a faint smell of blood. The driver of the carriage was a trainee, and his kung fu was very good. Mingxiu should have seen it.
When they met by chance, whether the person in the car choked or died had nothing to do with Shu Ange, but she felt a little inexplicable in her heart.
This is very abnormal. She rubbed the shadow puppet in her hand, and her expression became dignified unconsciously.
"Master."
Uncle Yong called out, and Shu Ange regained his senses in a trance, and immediately put on a smiling face, she shouldn't lose her temper.
Los Angeles is near, will Kyoto be far away?
Shu Ange came back to seek justice for the Yongan County Prince's Mansion. The rest can be kept in mind, but the trip cannot be delayed.
It has been seven years since the injustice of the Bai family happened. The original owner has endured it for so long, and it is time for Shu Ange to seek justice for the Yongan County Prince's Mansion.
She lowered her eyes, thinking about King Huo for a while, and thinking about the traitor in the court for a while, her heart chaotic.
The traitor Lu Fang is too powerful, and it is easier said than done to get rid of him.
Due to the innate physical weakness, although the acquired training is good, the root bones are worse when practicing martial arts, which is also the direct reason why the original master's martial arts is not very high.
After Shu Ange entered the mission world, the first thing she did was to practice martial arts. The original main root was not very good, so she made use of her strengths and circumvented weaknesses, and chose to practice the dexterous and changeable swordsmanship.
With her ability, even if it is difficult to take someone's head from thousands of miles away, she can still carry out an assassination on the premise of not losing herself as much as possible.
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