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Chapter 118: Impulse is the Devil


How could Gan Mei not feel the evil intentions of the potter, although she was happy in her heart, and even had a little desire, but the remaining reason made her still have a little bit of the reserve of her daughter's family.

Her face became more and more ashamed, and she hurriedly pulled her clothes up deliberately to cover the looming ravine.

"Childe, turn around and I'll wipe your back."

Gan Mei said coquettishly, trying to push the potter around.

Her shallot-like hands swept over her back from time to time, and the itchy feeling gradually aroused the potter's heart to be surging and his heart was full of mania.

The potter who is in a good mood, Yiren is currently burning himself, if he can bear it, is he still a man.

He let out a wicked laugh, stretched out his arm, and pulled Ganmei into the bathtub, and when Ganmei reacted, the whole person was already soaked in water, and his whole body was soaked.

"Childe, don't be like this" Gan Mei was so ashamed that her face was red, and she instinctively twisted her body and struggled, but she was suspected of wanting to refuse and give up.

The potter saw that Gan Mei was in love, and he pushed half to himself, which couldn't help but fuel his arrogance even more, stirring him up in a rage, and he wanted to do it on the spot.

"The Di system prompts that if the host does not go through the formal procedure now, he will not be able to obtain the lucky attribute of Ganmei if he takes possession of Ganmei now."

The potter was now in a hurry, and the system elf coldly came out with such a sentence, which immediately extinguished half of the fire in the potter's heart.

"His grandmother's, why did he forget this stubble" The potter suddenly sobered up a lot, and the movements of his hands slowed down, and Ganmei's clothes were torn half without tearing.

That's the "lucky" attribute, a must-have artifact for a successful monarch, if you can't keep it on the battlefield one day, a cold arrow doesn't have long eyes and shoots at you, just rely on luck to save your life, it's a matter of life, just don't want it, it's just thunder and thunder.

But then look at the wet clothes in his arms, the scenery and beautiful scenery looming, the beauty of the child-faced giant peak, the potter has an uncontrollable mad impulse, just can't do it, can't stand it.

In normal times, of course, the potter could restrain himself, but now under the influence of alcohol, his reason has fallen behind, which puts him in a dilemma.

When he was struggling, there was a solemn voice from Hua Mulan on the other side of the screen: "Husband, the scout is urgent, Lu Bu's army has left the camp and is heading towards our camp, most likely to enter."

Before the word "attack" could be exported, Hua Mulan, who hurriedly entered, was stunned by the screen, shocked by the scene in front of her.

Ganmei, who was in a daze, suddenly sobered up, and suddenly blushed with shame, and longed to find a crack in the ground to get into.

She was busy breaking free from the shackles of the potter, and her wet body stepped out of the wooden basin in a panic, and she bowed to Hua Mulan's body in embarrassment, "Mrs.

Fu, Mei'er was wiping the back of the son just now."

Ganmei was so embarrassed that she didn't dare to look up at Mulan, and stammered to explain, but she didn't know what to say.

Hua Mulan had already recovered from her surprise, looked at the soaked, infinite charm of Ganmei, and sneered: "It's just a rub on your back, you need to go down to the basin yourself, is it like this?"

Ganmei's body was shocked, her face was red to the root of her ears, and she lowered her head and rubbed her wet clothes, panicked and ashamed.

The fire in the potter's cavity was now extinguished by the appearance of the lady and the military situation in her mouth, and the whole person suddenly regained his senses, and said with a dry cough: "Mei'er, go outside and prepare my armor." ” He was taking the opportunity to take Gan Mei away so as not to embarrass her.

Gamme was desperate to do so, and left in a hurry as if he had been pardoned.

Only then did the potter get up and dress, and laughed at himself while wearing: "Fang Cai is a husband and I drink a little high, and I am on the top for a while, don't blame Mei'er." ” "Well, I knew that as soon as you drank too much, you would come nonsense."

Hua Mulan sighed and stepped forward to serve him and dress, "Actually, I don't blame her, since we have discussed to accept her as a concubine, she will also be her husband's person sooner or later, since her husband is in good spirits today, it is nothing to ask for her, if it is not for the military emergency, I will not disturb your husband." ” The wife's words melted away the remaining embarrassment of the potter, and his heart was moved for a while.

In addition to being moved, the potter thanked Mulan from the bottom of his heart, if it wasn't for her intrusion, he might have done it himself, and the raw rice was cooked into cooked rice.

Although this is said to be refreshing for a while, it has lost the artifact attribute of "luck", anyway, Ganmei is also meat in the bowl, and you can eat it whenever you want, and now the monkey is in a hurry to get the lucky attribute, which is a big loss.

"It's still Mrs. generous and caring."

The potter squinted and smiled, and touched Mulan's buttocks.

"I'm going to fight soon, and I'm not serious yet."

Hua Mulan glanced at him, but with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she continued to dress him.

After putting on the coat, the husband and wife went out of the tent together.

At this time, Gan Mei had taken the opportunity to change into dry clothes, but her hair was still hanging with water droplets, so that when the potter saw it, he couldn't help but think of the thrilling before, and his heart couldn't help but move again.

However, at the moment of the war, the potters didn't have time to think about anything else, so they put on their own armor on the one hand, and issued orders on the other hand, ordering Lian Po and other generals to speed the battalions of soldiers and horses to line up on the front line of the camp wall.

The potter had a hunch that this time it must be that after Lu Bu heard about Yuan Yao's defeat, he wanted to use Yuan Shu's hand to drag down his wishful thinking that failed, and in anger and shame, he decided to attack the camp himself.

"The real battle has just begun."

The potter took a deep breath, no longer attached to his children's personal affairs, his long sword hung at his waist, and he confidently and calmly stepped out of the big tent.

Hua Mulan followed, and the husband and wife turned over and went straight to the camp gate.

Gan Mei stood at the tent door, her fingertips brushing the wet hair on her face, her hands clasped together, her eyes shining with sincerity, and her mouth muttering a prayer for the heavens to bless the potter's safety.

The sound of the gong gradually subsided, the armies were arrayed, and the whole camp fell silent.

Dark clouds overhead, and the sky and earth are dark.

The wind came from the west, blew through the Yishui, carried the smell of dirt over the camp, blew the battle flags, and flew in the wind.

Under the banner of the most dazzling word "Tao", the pottery merchant wearing silver armor stood majestically, and Hua Mulan immediately guarded the side, and a thousand elite pro-troops were surrounded by the front and back.

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The strategist Chen Ping, on the other hand, hid behind the potter, still looking drunk, playing with the wine gourd in his hand, and described it lazily and casually, which seemed a little out of place with the solemn atmosphere of the whole camp.

On the front line of the camp, Lian Po, Li Guang, and Fan Xu generals were all in place, and 10,000 Tao soldiers were solemnly arrayed and ready for battle.

The autumn breeze caressed his face, and in the wind, the potter smelled a strong killing intention.

At the end of the horizon, on the bank of Yishui, a thick black line was slowly squirming and rising, and there were bursts of muffled thunder in the distance, and the earth trembled inexplicably.

The breathing of the soldiers gradually became heavy, and they subconsciously clenched the swords and guns in their hands.

Nervous but fearless, a pair of eyes, coldly staring in the direction of the south.

The black line is getting closer and thicker Suddenly Rolling like a wave of battle flags, the swords and guns like a forest filled the field of vision in an instant.

The 15,000-strong Lu family infantry cavalry corps approached like a tide that overflowed the embankment.

Lu Bu, who was wearing Xuan armor, and Fang Tian's painting halberd, which made the world embarrassed, dragged diagonally behind him, and the red rabbit horse under his crotch was like a flame flowing clouds, carrying the momentum of dominating the world, and marched proudly to the front.

Under Picheng a few times ago, the halberd shooting gamble failed, but he endured it.

In order to take care of the overall situation, he had to give up turning his face with the potters outside Xiapi City, but he was sarcastic by the potters, and he endured it.

In order to get rid of the clamp that Yuan Shu had placed beside him, he still endured it when he saw the potter win a big victory under his nose.

Now Yuan Shu's indisputable Dongqi was actually destroyed by the potters with 500 iron cavalry, destroying the 5,000 Huainan army, causing him to borrow Yuan Shu's hand to drag down the potter's plan to fail, to this point, he can no longer bear it.

Lu Bu knew that both Yuan Xi and Yuan Shu were useless waste, and it was useless to count on them.

The conspiracy is exhausted, and now there is only Yang Mou, Lu Bu wants to use his invincible strength in the world to destroy the potters in a dignified manner.

"Potter, your good days are over, and today is your time of death" isjgy: