Time-traveling hunk as wife

Surprise flashed in Zhang Ziyu's eyes, and he asked suspiciously: "We have been looking for the Moon Chaser Bow for many years, and there has been no news. Some time ago, we received news that he appeared in the foreign palace. Next to Ming, he is clearly a scholar who does not know martial arts."

The man in black raised his head and laughed, glanced at Zhang Ziyu disdainfully, and said, "I, Nie Yuan, have trained countless warriors throughout my life. Meiyu, you are not even tiles in front of him. He is now by Lu Ming's side, Lin Han incarnate as a house servant, bowing in his hands every month."

Zhang Ziyu saw the infatuation in Nie Yuan's eyes, and disdain flashed in his eyes, but he still lowered his head obediently, showing his soft neck, and asked, "Master, I don't know how this moon-chasing bow looks like, please enlighten me. It is convenient for subordinates to find it.”

"The moon-by-moon bow is one and a half feet long, and it cannot be pulled apart without a thousand catties. It is a rare artifact. But I warn you, don't take the opportunity to deal with Lin Han. He belongs to me, and I want to keep his little one." How wonderful it would be to torture him little by little and listen to his howling in pain!"

"Yes!"

Nie Yuan seemed very satisfied with Zhang Ziyu's obedience, dropped a brown pill, groped for the red and swollen palm print on his face, and said in a kind tone: "As long as you are my obedient kitten, I will I won't have the heart to punish you, this pill can temporarily relieve the toxicity, don't think that I don't know about you and Han Li, you won't be good, I just let him die, he can't live."

"Subordinates dare not, life and death follow the master."

Nie Yuan snorted coldly, turned and left.

Zhang Ziyu knelt on the spot, her eyes were full of deep hatred, the cold and glaring light almost froze the night.

He was sold to Nie Yuan when he was a few years old. It was this person who raised him, taught him the skills to survive, and also taught him the skills to kill.

Nie Yuan has a sadistic nature and uses endless methods of torture.

Zhang Ziyu resented him, was afraid of him, but somehow relied on him.

Lin Han!He is really interested to see what is so special about this master.

Back in the tent, Zhang Ziyu, who was expressionless, kicked Han Li who was sleeping soundly, lingering to death.

Lin Han had a sleepless night, hugging Lu Ming in his arms, feeling a little uneasy.

The sound of the summoning flute sounded here, so there must be Nie Yuan's dead soldiers in the army.

People who thought they were dead are still alive!

On this day, as soon as the morning exercises were over, there was a loud drumbeat from the school grounds.

Just as Lu Ming put the bun in his mouth, he almost choked when he heard the sound of the drum. He stood up quickly, ran a few steps outside, and looked in the direction of the school field in surprise.

"Punishment drum? What happened?"

Lu Ming turned his head to look at Lin Han who was equally puzzled.

So he opened the curtain of the camp tent, grabbed a soldier who was running towards the school grounds, and asked, "What's going on in front? Why are you beating the punishment drum?"

The little soldier was terrified, and he stammered: "Listen... I heard that there are a few people who robbed the brothers of the refugees and forced them to act as military prostitutes, General Shi, Order to be beheaded for public display."

After speaking, the little soldier hurried forward.

Lu Ming patted his chest, swallowed the steamed stuffed bun in his mouth, grabbed Lin Han and ran to the school field, hiccupping uncontrollably because he ate too fast.

"Hi... my daughter-in-law, let's go and have a look."

The school field was crowded with people, more than a dozen soldiers, naked to the waist, knelt on the Xingtai, and the swordsmen and axes stood behind them.