Chapter 35 thirty five

At that moment, Wei Mo understood that as long as he didn't nod his head and give in, that barbaric colleague would probably strangle him to death—and in the western camp where the emperor was far away and the wind and sand were fierce, there would be no death at all. How many people will care. "Understood?" Lang Lang spoke for the third time, his fingers getting tighter and tighter, "Young master from the imperial capital?" His throat was almost crushed, and under the great fear, he nodded slumpedly, gasping for breath, his eyes were angry and humiliated. "That's good." Lang Lang looked at his blue face, with a mocking light in his eyes: "Listen clearly, and always remember—it's not family background or blood that determines a person's nobility, but himself quality. Do you understand?"

Wei Mo nodded again and again, only to burst into tears from the pain. "So judging from this standard, you are still far from qualified." Lang Lang sneered, let go of his hand, and looked at the dandy who collapsed on the ground—he was really a bullying guy who usually pretended to be so arrogant What a dick, did it really soften like this when someone choked her throat? "Okay, go back and clean up." He put down his hand and patted Wei Mo on the shoulder. "Tonight is General Xuanwu's big day, and Fei Lian will also be there—you have to take the lead and express your gratitude to Xi Mo in public." The support joined by the wild treasure robbers-you know?"

Wei Mo was slightly taken aback, showing anger and disdain, but Lang Lang's hand mercilessly tightened his neck again. "Understood." He felt short of breath and replied quickly. "He's a guy who knows what's good." Lang Lang turned around with a sneer and muttered, "It's time for me to get ready too...the congratulatory gifts haven't been arranged yet, it's really a headache." - Probably because it was during the war, the wedding in the empty city was carried out quietly. Vice General Xuanwu was born in a distant house in Wuji, he was not considered a nobleman, and he had been guarding the border for many years and could not return to the imperial capital—but because of this, he happened to escape this catastrophe.Now that the direct descendants of the top ten clans are almost empty, and the disciples of concubines are occupying high positions one after another, this person who has been unsuccessful for a long time in the western wilderness feels that his destiny is turning around.

Xuanwu has always been obedient, once General Nanzhao died, he quickly seized the opportunity to assume the position, and became the leader of the empty camp in one fell swoop—but at this moment, he stretched out his hand again, trying to seize the second opportunity: to marry Mingmo who was living in the Western Wilderness Miss. That was a risky move, but it could also bring huge rewards—after all, the crazy woman who was sent to the deserted camp to seek refuge with her was once the fiancée of Major General Fei Lian, and even the abandoned wife of the ruler in the current imperial capital.But in the eyes of Xuanwu, who is both speculative and greedy for beauty, this is undoubtedly a hugely profitable gamble.

Of course, he tested Fei Lian's tone beforehand, confiding in his willingness to take care of this crazy distant relative, but the other party did not expressly object.Xuanwu knew that Major General Fei Lian had been troubled at home and abroad recently, he was running around among various forces, trying to unite all forces to fight against the Po Jun in the imperial capital, and he no longer had the energy to take care of that woman. So he made up his mind and prepared to take a good bet this time. But this shrewd gambler also understands the risks involved. In order to leave a way out for himself, so that he can get rid of the limelight in the future, he didn't make a big show of getting married, but arranged the wedding quietly in private. The soft sedan took the daughter of the emperor's aristocrat from the imperial capital to enter.Only a few high-ranking generals received invitations and were invited to a banquet with only a dozen people, so it was considered a hastily held wedding banquet.

——However, no one knew that such a low-key wedding would cause such a big mess. The mad woman who drank a large amount of unknown decoction and was made drowsy by the medicine, was dragged around in a daze and quietly all the time, telling her to walk, sit and kowtow, without any resistance. Unexpectedly, before being sent to the bridal chamber, she suddenly went insane again. "Devil! Devil!" She suddenly lifted the red hijab with one hand, then looked at the red handkerchief in her hand and the red dress on her body, and shouted hysterically, "Blood... blood! It's all blood, it's all blood! Devil, devil... go away!"

When everyone was stunned, there was a snort, and the bride tore the wedding dress off her body. She didn't know where the strength came from, Mingmo tore the red silk with her slender fingers, took off all the clothes on her body and shredded them, and threw them under her feet. Looking at the red eyes in the hall, his whole body trembled, and he stepped back step by step, his eyes were desperate and crazy: "Blood... it's all blood! It's all blood!"