Unrivaled Miracle Doctor and the God-Defying Demonic Consort Chapter 57: The drums of war, the red candle tent, the spring night
Canglan Mountains, where the vegetation is prosperous, and the orcs are entrenched. Here, it is a natural hunting ground and a place to harvest human life.
A rabbit with a peculiar shape, hidden among the thorns, with its golden eyes, like flames burning, one stared at the white lotion dripping from the bottom.
Each drop of those lotions dripped into a stream of dark red fruits growing in the crevices of the rock. It seems that it is nourishing the ripening of this fruit.
And around the rabbit, there were corpses lying all over the ground, all belonging to the orc race.
Among these corpses, there is a one-horned wolf whose cultivation is in the human gray realm, a three-eyed dry leopard who has entered the silver realm, a red-trained silver mang... and even a three-headed giant ape.
One thing their bodies have in common is that their heads have been blasted open, and the brains inside have long since disappeared.
'Come on, come on! ' He stared at the gradually ripening fruit, feeling faintly excited.
As long as he eats those fruits, his injuries can recover a lot, at least he can return to the state before he met the Jing family.
Suddenly, a sound of footsteps appeared behind Ji, and he turned his head sharply, his eyes fiercely trying to kill any creatures that approached. Of course, when a shadow shrouded him, he felt his hair stand upside down and his muscles tightened.
He raised his golden eyes and saw a beautiful face of peerless beauty.
That face showed a faint smile at him, but it made his golden eyes shrink, and his eyes showed a fierce light.
"So you're here." Si Mo bent down, grabbed the fur on Yan's neck with his big hands, lifted him from the thorns, and held him in his hands. The tone was like going out looking for a pet that was lost from home.
"Why are you here?" Qian stared at him vigilantly.
Si Mo raised the corner of his mouth and said sincerely, "You are too naughty. If you haven't come home for so long, Xiao Ge'er will be anxious."
'I'm anxious for you, uncle! ’
Jian was furious in his heart, but he didn't dare to provoke this man.
Because, he really has the ability to crush himself to death!
"Huh? It's actually a jade berry." Si Mo's gaze fell on a string of attractive fruits growing out of the crevice of the rock. "Elixir refined with jade berries will increase the healing ability several times. Xiaoge'er should like such a good thing."
"That's mine! I found it!" said angrily.
He guarded the jade berries for so long, and killed so many orcs who coveted the jade berries and robbed him of the jade berries. How could he give up at a critical moment?
Si Mopo's eyes moved lightly to him, squinting slightly, with a dangerous light in his eyes, he kept smiling and said, "You are Xiaoge'er's contract beast, yours is hers, hers is hers. It's still hers."
'Lying... trough! ’
Jian's heart was hurt ten thousand points, staring at Si Mo with wide eyes, mocking sarcastically, "Do your subordinates know that you are so shameless?"
The corner of Si Mo's mouth widened, and he looked at Xian with a smile, but he looked at him horrified.
Si Mo patted his head and said with a smile: "However, since you found it, it is considered a merit, so I will reward you with one."
I reward your sister!
I want to cry without tears.
At this time, in the crevice of the rock, a ray of light gradually rose, and the aroma of jade berries began to overflow.
The aroma is so tempting that my saliva is drooling, I can't wait to rush over and eat all the jade berries. It's just that he can't move now, grabbing his man and pressing his neck tightly, he can crush it at any time.
"It's ready to be picked." A trace of joy flashed in Si Mopo's eyes.
As soon as he waved his hand, the bunch of jade berries growing in the crevice of the rock fell off automatically and flew towards his hand.
He watched the duck fly into Si Mo's hands with his eyes open. Those eyes couldn't wait to fall out.
The jade berry fell into Si Mo's palm, and a dazzling light flashed, forcing Qian to close his eyes.
When he opened it again, there was only a solitary jade berry left in Si Mo's palm.
"Wow!"
Jiang can't wait to let out a roar.
Si Mo lightly flicked the jade berry in his hand and flew towards Ji's mouth.
You opened your mouth and immediately caught it and swallowed it.
Suddenly, a faint crimson halo appeared on its body hair, covering it. And Qian also slowly closed his eyes, and seemed to be refining the energy in the jade berries.
Si Mo looked down at him, smoothed the soft fur around his neck with his big hands, and took him back to the Longya Camp.
"After such a long time, Xiao Ge'er should have finished talking." Si Mo murmured to himself.
……
Longya Camp, with braziers burning all around, illuminating the training ground.
It was late at night, and everyone had gone back to rest. On the other hand, Mu Qingge stood alone in the training ground, with the Linglong gun in her hands, standing beside her feet.
The night wind blows, and the air is a little damp.
Her hair was blown up by the wind, and her light armored shirt rattled.
Mu Qingge closed her eyes, her beautiful facial features were somewhat cold and sharp, as if immersed in something.
'Anyway, we would like you to visit Mother. ’
'Mother also has difficulties, I hope you forgive her. ’
'Mother has always missed you, if I know you have come to the Middle Ages, I will be very happy. ’
'We are waiting for you at Sang's house in Fusha City. ’
Mu Qingge opened her eyes, and a cold light appeared in her clear eyes. She said slowly in a very low voice: "Mu Qingge, if you were still alive, how would you answer? Sang Lanruo and me, no doubt with passersby."
She couldn't understand Sang Lanruo's pain and hardship, and likewise, Mu Qingge's hardships, step by step, were beyond their imagination.
They will never know that the real Mu Qingge had already died in the lies woven by Sang Lanruo.
Looking for Sang Lanruo is for an answer.
And now, the answer has been obtained, does she still need to go to Sang's house in Fusha City?
The anger in her heart is for the real Mu Qingge, because the real Mu Qingge is dead. She replaced her and received everything from her, but now, she found the news of Sang Lanruo, but she felt more distressed for the long-dissipated soul.
Mu Qingge suddenly kicked the gun body, Linglong gun pulled up from the ground, and was held in her hand, drawing a sharp edge.
'Mu Qingge, will you forgive your mother who abandoned you for nineteen years? Would you hate her arrangement, so that you had to hide your daughter's body and finally die on the battlefield? ' Mu Qingge held the Linglong spear and waved it on the training ground.
The marksmanship is as fast as the wind, as fast as electricity, and as sharp as a knife, constantly emitting a silver edge around her.
Ink hair flutters lightly, light armor and blood robes, and the Linglong spear emits a crisp and loud gunshot when Mu Qingge is waving. Gradually, the people in the Longya camp were alarmed.
The Dragon Tooth Guards, who had already rested, walked out of the tent one after another and gathered around the training ground.
They looked at their little lord, at the marksmanship she wielded, and seemed to sense her mood at the moment.
No one spoke, just watched silently.
People, more and more.
Soon, all five hundred Longya Guards stood up, and Mo Yang was among them.
You lotus, the flower moon has come out.
Bai Jin, Yin Chen also stood on the sidelines of the drill.
Jing Hai and Yuan Yuan also stood together.
Xuan Ya and Xia Ya stood side by side with doubts in their eyes.
Hyun Kyu was also among them, watching silently with everyone.
On the platform outside the main tent, Si Mo, who had returned from the Canglan Mountains with Ji, stood as quietly as a solitary peak, and his pea-colored eyes quietly watched the man who was fighting recklessly in the training ground. woman.
"What's the matter, young master?" Xuankui asked in surprise.
Xiaoya frowned and pursed her lips, and said lightly, "Young Master's heart is messed up."
"Little Shishu, what's wrong with the instructor?" At the same time, Jing Hai was also asking Yuan Yuan beside him.
Yuan Yuan's beautiful face is a little worried, "The boss is in a bad mood."
The shadow of the gun in the Mu Qing singer is getting faster and faster, and her figure is hidden in it, making people dazzled. Linglong's marksmanship was played by her without spiritual power, over and over again.
This display of pure power and speed makes people feel the power of Linglong's marksmanship even more.
Boom--!
Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm in the night, and the lightning split the night sky, illuminating the sunset grassland for a moment.
Mo Yang froze and said loudly, "Bring the drums!"
The Dragon Tooth Guard immediately turned around and took out several hundred drums from the tent. They quickly circled the training ground and put the drum in front of them.
Mo Yang stood there, holding up the drumstick in his hand and slamming the drum head.
Boom!
Drums are played in the Longya camp.
As Mo Yang started drumming, Wubai Longyawei also raised the drumstick in his hand and rhythmically beat the drum in front of him.
Boom!
Boom, boom!
Boom!
The sound of the drums covered up the thunder in the sky, and with a powerful momentum, it spread from the Longya camp and gradually covered the entire sunset grassland.
During the sound of the drums, the gun in Mu Qing's singer seemed to have injected more power, wielding it more vigorously, venting the suffocation in her heart.
One after another, the silver glow of the spear tip continued to appear beside her, and the Linglong spear was like an extension of her body, becoming more and more flexible.
Stepping on the drum, Mu Qingge seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy, forgetting his troubles, forgetting his original intention, and completely immersed in exquisite marksmanship.
"What are they doing?" Xuanya was surprised by Longyawei's drumming.
Xia Ya understands: "They are taking responsibility together with the young master in their own way. They are using this morale-boosting drum to tell the young master that they will always accompany them."
Xuanya's eyes were full of horror, she looked at Mu Qingge and Longyawei in shock.
In the sound of drums and gunshots, for the first time, she seemed to feel the eternal and constant connection between Mu Qingge and Longyawei.
These people, although they are not necessarily the strongest, but for Mu Qingge, they are the most brave warriors! The most reliable comrade in arms!
dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-dong-
The sound of drums wafted, awakening the night in the sunset grassland.
In the thousands of tents, various people walked out intermittently. They stood outside their tents and looked in the direction of the drum sound with doubts.
"It's Longya Camp!"
Someone identifies the direction of the drum beat.
“Why are you beating the drums in the middle of the night? What happened?”
"I don't know, but the sound of this drum really has an uplifting and morale-boosting effect." The speaker couldn't help but puff out his chest.
In the Sang family camp, Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen returned from the Longya camp and did not rest.
The sound of drums interrupted their conversation. The two looked at each other, walked out of the tent, and looked at the hill where the Longya camp was located.
The sound of drums seemed to hit their hearts.
Although they didn't understand it, they heard a lot of inexplicable emotions in the drums.
"Is it my sister?" Sang Yichen asked in a low voice, immersed in the sound of the drums.
Sang Xuewu didn't answer, she just listened carefully to what the drums were saying, an inexplicable heartache made her unable to hold back her clothes, her nose slightly sour.
dong dong dong -- dong dong -- dong -- dong dong dong dong dong --
The drums keep beating, making the sunset grassland wake up early.
Qin Yiyao stood outside her tent, overlooking the Longya camp in the dark night, and whispered, "It's the sound of the Mu family's war drum... What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"
In the Han family camp, Han Caicai was awakened by the sound of the drums. He rushed out of the tent and looked at the place where the drums sounded, frowning.
Han Yiren was also awakened. She walked quickly to her second brother and asked suspiciously, "Where did the drums come from in the middle of the night?"
Han Caicai did not reply, but immersed in the sound of the drum, murmured in a low voice: "Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shiguan, the Long March people have not returned, but the Dragon City will be there, and Huma will not be taught. Duyin Mountain."
"Second brother, what are you reading?" Han Yiren couldn't hear clearly and asked again.
However, Han Caicai didn't hear her words at all. His long and narrow eyes were suddenly enveloped in distress, and he muttered to himself: "I finally feel how you feel when you are reading this poem."
Perhaps, this poem represents not Mu Qingge alone, but a will.
Mu Qingge's will is too strong, so strong that he feels ashamed.
Boom--!
In the night sky, the thunder resumed, seemingly dissatisfied with the sound of the Mu family's drums, stealing its limelight.
Of course, no matter how terrifying the thunder was, the Mu family's drums were orderly, without a trace of panic, and they beat the hearts of the people.
This is a place where tourists gather.
The sound of the Mu family's drums evoked their memories of the iron-blooded rivers and lakes, and immersed them in their own golden and iron-horse past.
There is no profit, no conspiracy, only great pride!
In the winner's camp, Yingze is wearing a robe and standing in the tent.
His curtain was opened, and Ji Yaohua walked in and said to him, "Did you hear it? This drum sound seems to come from the Longya camp."
"The drums are so loud, and I'm not deaf, so I can hear them naturally." Ying Ze replied lightly.
Ji Yaohua stretched out her little finger and scratched her ear, then smiled: "This disturbing thing, why don't we go and break these drums together?"
"This drum sounds very nice." Ying Ze said, turned to sit down, closed his eyes, and seemed to be listening carefully to the sound of the war drums.
Ji Yaohua was stunned for a moment, then blinked, and her eyes drifted outside the tent.
Boom! dong dong——! Boom-! dong dong dong——!
The melodious sound of the drums is endless, and the sound is louder than the sound, and it can strike the heart more than the sound.
Almost all of the people on the Sunset Grassland were affected by the sound of the drums. They didn't know what was going on, but they were immersed in the sound of the drums and hoped that the sound of the drums would never stop.
The thunder in the night sky seems to feel that his authority is being challenged.
Not only did it start to roar, but it also brought in a gust of wind, raging towards the sunset grassland.
In the Longya camp, the wind was raging, blowing everyone's clothes and flags flying. The gust of wind made Mu Qingge's hair dance wildly, but she remained unmoved and continued to dance the Linglong Spear.
Excellent marksmanship, in a different attitude, presented in front of everyone.
The dust on the ground was swept into the air by the strong wind, trying to fascinate everyone. However, the Dragon Tooth Guards remained unaffected and continued to beat the drums in their hands.
This is the battle drum of the Mu family army. The sound of the drum represents the will of the Mu family army and the iron will of the iron-blooded soldiers that will never collapse.
For the first time, the drums of the Mu family's army resounded on the land of the Middle Ages.
Crack—!
A flash of lightning strikes, as if it were about to split the sky.
Lightning fell from the sky and hit a tree next to the training ground in Longya Camp.
The trunk is broken, and the skyfire burns the branches, illuminating the training ground even more.
Mu Qingge in the training ground has entered a realm where people and guns are one. In her eyes, there are only Linglong guns, and the sound of the war drums that has always accompanied her.
Whoa-whoa-!
Torrential rain finally fell from the sky.
The pea-sized raindrops fell on the war drums, the drumsticks were shot down, and the water splashed and jumped.
Mu Qingge didn't stop because of the rainstorm, nor did the drum beat. All the people accompanied Mu Qingge in the rain, even Si Mo was no exception.
He stood in the rain and looked at the distressed woman. He didn't stop or persuade him, just accompany him.
The rain slid across Mu Qingge's face, but it couldn't wash away the clearness in her eyes.
The sudden fall of the heavy rain has awakened many people who were immersed in the sound of drums. They returned to their tents to take shelter from the rain, but they were no longer sleepy, and they were still listening to the heart-warming sound of war drums.
"Second brother, it's raining, let's go in." Han Yiren covered his forehead with one hand and pulled Han Caicai's sleeve with the other.
Han Caicai stood in the heavy rain and didn't notice it, just stared in the direction of the Longya camp, feeling the sound of the drums.
He felt the helplessness and entanglement of Mu Qingge at this moment, and he wished he could immediately rush over to be by her side and hold her in his arms.
However, he was caught by an invisible object and could not walk over.
'Not enough! not enough! I am not strong enough to protect you, I am not qualified enough to stand by your side! ’ Han Cai’s hand, which was hidden in his sleeve, gradually clenched into a fist.
"Second brother..." Han Yiren pulled Han Caicai hard and took him back to the camp.
……
Longya camp, the heavy rain washed mercilessly.
Si Mo threw Yu to the corner of the tent, suddenly walked to the place full of drinks, picked up a jar of spirits, and walked to the training ground.
His woman needs a drink at this time!
He stepped out of the rain and attracted a lot of attention.
Xuanya and Xianya looked at him, and the two who were already suspicious of his identity were even more confused now. What they were puzzled was that they didn't know what Si Mo was going to do, and they still had a jar of wine in their hands.
"Little Ge'er, take the wine—!" Si Mo suddenly said, and the wine jar in his hand was thrown directly at Mu Qingge.
Hearing Si Mo's voice, Mu Qingge didn't turn around, but took advantage of the situation to retract the Linglong spear and caught the flying wine jar with the tail of the spear. The altar was thrown into the air, made an arc in the heavy rain, and fell into her hands.
Tear open the seal on the wine jar with one hand, Mu Qingge grabbed the mouth of the wine jar, raised the wine jar with backhand and poured it towards her.
The crystal clear spirits, mixed with rainwater, poured out and entered Mu Qingge's mouth.
She drank with her head up, letting the rain wash her face, her body, the spirits down her throat, burning her blood.
Chong!
The tail of Linglong's gun was inserted into the ground, and the straight barrel of the gun shot straight into the sky, quietly accompanying Mu Qingge.
A jar of spirits, after a while, has bottomed out.
Mu Qingge slammed the empty wine jar to the ground and fell to pieces.
War drums, stop neatly at this moment.
Everyone looked at Mu Qingge silently. There are no words, only the company of deeds.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge felt that she was not alone. Her eyes swept across faces, and finally landed on Si Mo's alluring face.
As if feeling Mu Qingge's eyes, Si Mo walked towards her.
Heavy rain fell on them, already soaking them.
Si Mo came to Mu Qingge and suddenly picked her up. Mu Qingge didn't resist, but hugged his neck.
This hug shocked many people.
Among them, the most shocked were Xuan Ya and Xia Ya, and of course the pure Jing Hai, who also frightened Xuan Kui, who almost worshipped Mu Qingge as an idol.
Mo Yang's eyes were a little dim, and he held the drumstick tightly, but he didn't make any unexpected movements.
Si Moheng hugged Mu Qingge, turned and left, walking towards the main tent.
When passing by Young Lotus and Huayue, I told them: "Young Lotus and Huayue, come in and serve."
Youhe and Huayue understood immediately, and immediately went to prepare hot water, as well as a change of clothes.
Xuya stood in the rain with a pale face. Si Mo and Mu Qingge's intimacy made her dare not think about what might happen. Xuanya's face was also very strange and ugly. She looked at Xia Ya and said, "I seem to know now why the young master is not interested in you and me."
These words, like sharp knives, pierced into Xia Ya's heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
She didn't want to look any further, she turned and ran towards her tent as if fleeing. Xuanya looked at her back, slowly shook her head, and followed.
"The drums stopped." Yingze felt a little regretful, and his voice was full of unfinished emotion.
Ji Yaohua stretched and said with a look of relief: "It's finally stopped, if I don't stop, I'm going to go crazy!" He yawned: "I'll go back to sleep first, and then I'll wait. I woke up... hum." He walked outside the tent, and a cold light flashed in Ying Ze's eyes with his back to him.
……
Longya Camp, inside the main tent, the fog is shrouded in mist, and the thick tent also isolates the sound of rain outside.
Si Mo was already sitting on the bed dry, taking off his black robe and wearing only a white undershirt. Ink hair and white clothes, and the demeanor is absolutely dusty, just like seeing him for the first time.
Mu Qingge came out after taking a shower and saw this scene.
Her hair is still dripping, sticking wet. He was only wearing loose underwear. The purple ear stud on her left ear had been removed by her long ago, the disguise was removed, and her beauty was restored.
You He and Hua Yue had already left the main account. At this time, there were only the two of them in the main account.
Si Mo looked at her, his eyes fell on the tips of her dripping hair, and he couldn't help frowning. "Come here."
He commands her.
Mu Qingge walked over according to her words, walked to the bed, and sat down. Si Mo pulled a clean cloth from her hand and wiped it lightly on her head.
A warm air swirled around Mu Qingge's head, making her very comfortable and feeling sleepy.
After she felt her hair dry, she realized that this man was drying her hair with spiritual power. A feeling of being spoiled moved her heart.
She turned around and sat opposite Si Mo, her eyes apologetic and said, "I'm sorry, I lost my way before."
Si Mo slowly shook his head, pinched the tip of her nose, and said in a loving tone, "I only care, is my little song any better now?"
Mu Qingge nodded with a smile, and said with relief: "It's much better. In fact, it's just some past events, so there's no need to care about it at all."
She is holding grievances for the real Mu Qingge, as well as herself. Because, now she is Mu Qingge!
Mu Qingge gave her an identity, but now the road under her feet is her step by step.
Looking for Sang Lanruo and finding out what happened at the beginning is her promise to Mu Xiong and what she can do for the real Mu Qingge. During that brief time together, she clearly felt Mu Qingge's thoughts about her parents.
Otherwise, she would not have been following her mother's instructions, disguising herself as a man and bearing everything silently.
Because she has always believed in her heart that this is a task her mother left her, and she must complete it well and protect the Mu family.
Of course, when she really uncovered the mystery, her mood became tangled and complicated again.
"It seems that I still have to go to Fusha City and make it clear what I have to say. Then I will find a way to tell Grandpa about these things, so that this matter can be settled." Mu Qingge said to Si Mo.
"Don't force yourself." Si Mo said gently.
Mu Qingge nodded and smiled and said, "Don't force it. This is what I wanted to do in the first place, and it was also my promise to my grandfather." She wondered if she would treat Mu Xiong and Mu Lian the same way she saw Sang Lanruo. Rong didn't know how she would feel when she treated her like that. But escaping was never something she would do.
So, Fusha City, she must go!
Sang Lanruo, she must meet too!
Also, since Sang Lanruo couldn't save her father after 19 years, she will take him away and will not keep him in the Sang family.
Even if Mu Liancheng is going to die, it should be in the Mu family!
"By the way, I suddenly have a younger brother and sister, this feeling makes me feel very strange." Mu Qingge said to Si Mo.
Si Mo raised his eyebrows, rubbed her hair and said, "Everything is fine."
Mu Qingge nodded in agreement and teased himself: "I finally understand why when I see Sang Xuewu, I have a sense of intimacy, and when I see Sang Yichen, I also have the illusion of deja vu, It turned out to be blood."
She didn't know how to accept the sudden appearance of her younger siblings.
However, she is not the only descendant of the Mu family, she also has the feeling of siblings, which makes her feel an indescribable feeling.
"Grandpa should be very happy to know this news." Si Mo smiled at Mu Qingge.
Mu Qingge frowned, "Unfortunately, I just don't know how to let Grandpa know." She is in the Middle Ages, not only when she can go back, but also for Mu's family besides her, how to inform Grandpa Woolen cloth?
"Let me help you?" Si Mo took the initiative.
Mu Qingge's eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "Do you have a solution?"
"Tell me what you want." Si Mopo looked at her dotingly in his eyes.
Mu Qingge thought for a while, and while thinking, she said, "Is there any way that grandpa and I can communicate with each other?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Qingge shook her head.
If there was such a way, according to Si Mo's temperament, it would have been used between the two of them long ago.
"It's a bit difficult to be strong." Mu Qingge sneered.
Si Mo smiled and said, "Although I can't meet your request for the time being, I will consider it carefully. Now if Xiaogeer wants to deliver news to the Linchuan Mu family, I can help you."
"What!" Mu Qingge's eyes were bright.
Si Mo took out a transparent card-like thing, and Mu Qingge asked, "What is it?"
"This is called a messenger. You can record what you say and send it to where you want to pass it. But each one can only be used once. I brought three this time, and I will bring you more next time. ." Si Mo explained.
"So miraculous?" Mu Qingge blinked and reached out to take the messenger. Naturally, she would not be polite to Si Mo.
"Try it and you won't know. However, the messenger can only send messages back, not a response." Si Mo said.
Mu Qingge pondered for a while and said, "In other words, after Grandpa received the news, he couldn't reply to me."
Si Mo nodded.
But he immediately said: "I can also send someone to send some messengers to the old man. In this way, you can achieve the effect you want, but you can't communicate in real time as you expect." /
"Okay!" Mu Qingge said simply. Immediately, she laughed again and said jokingly: "My grandfather once called you an old man of a holy king, and now you call him old man again, such a messy title."
Si Mo said resentfully, "For a cultivator, age is nothing at all. Besides, I am his grandson-in-law, so it is correct to call him grandfather or old man."
Mu Qingge stared at him dumbfounded, not expecting Si Mo to be so capable. After talking for a long time, it's not that I don't want to admit my youngest.
"Cough cough." Mu Qingge changed the subject, "How long does it take for this messenger to get to Grandpa?"
"One day." Si Mo replied.
One day? That's pretty fast!
Mu Qingge glanced at Si Mo, took a deep breath, and said to the messenger: "Grandpa, I'm Qingge. I have found the Sang family, it turns out... Sang Lanruo is not dead, she found it back then. She lost her father, but was taken back to the Middle Ages by the Sang family. At that time, she was already pregnant and gave birth to a pair of twins for the Mu family. I have seen it. It's just... I don't know how to face them , in the face of Sang Lanruo. Also, they said that Dad is still saved, I will go and see, whether Dad can be saved or not, I will bring him back to you. I am all right here, you have to take care Body. By the way, how is my aunt? My cousin or cousin should be called Grandpa now. Say hello to them for me. I'll be back."
After Mu Qingge finished speaking, she looked at Si Mo.
Si Mo taught Mu Qingge a magic trick. After Mu Qingge used it, the messenger in his hand turned into a white light and flew out.
"Is this all right?" Mu Qingge asked in surprise.
Si Mo nodded, "The old man will receive your news soon."
He took Mu Qingge's hand and said to her: "I will also send a letter back immediately and send someone to deliver the talisman to the old man."
"Thank you." Mu Qingge said moved.
"Fool, didn't you say mine is yours? Use your own things, what are you talking about?" Si Mo laughed.
Mu Qingge smiled and said to him: "Tonight, I'm afraid I scared a lot of people."
"It's good to indulge occasionally, Xiao Ge'er, don't push yourself too hard." Si Mo shook his head.
Mu Qingge took a deep breath, nodded and said, "In the beginning, I was indeed moved because of confusion, but later I entered a very mysterious realm, which gave me a new understanding of Linglong Spears. , which is a windfall.”
"Then I want to congratulate you." Si Mo played with her hair and smiled like a spring breeze.
That handsome face, with picturesque features and impeccable features, seemed to capture all the world's amorous feelings. Mu Qingge looked a little crazy, she had to admit that this face had enough charm to make all women sink.
Fortunately, Si Mo doesn't appear in front of people often, so she can enjoy this beauty alone.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge's eyes widened, grabbed Si Mo's shirt, brought him to him, and asked cautiously, "In your territory, is there any woman who loves you?"
Before Si Mo spoke, she warned again, "Don't lie to me and say no!"
Si Mo opened his mouth and looked helplessly at the strong little woman and said, "There are indeed many, but I don't care about them, and they know it."
"They? It seems that there are quite a few." There was a bit more sourness in Mu Qingge's tone.
"I only have Xiao Ge'er in my heart. I can't even remember the names of the women you mentioned." Si Mo quickly expressed his position.
Mu Qingge gritted her teeth: "You are mine, whoever dares to covet you is provoking me!"
Si Mo smiled and nodded.
Although Mu Qingge's way of confessing is always so domineering, he just likes it.
Suddenly, Mu Qingge leaned over and approached him.
Si Mo couldn't help holding his breath, looking at her with a hint of strangeness in his pea-colored eyes, guessing her intentions.
Mu Qingge's clear eyes looked at Si Mo's face, his eyes swept across his face, from the eyebrows, to the peaks of his nose, to the cherry lips, and then to his Adam's apple, the center of his clothes was like a With or without clavicle.
In the tent, there is a sound of swallowing.
Si Mo looked at her, with amazement, anticipation, and excitement in his amber eyes.
Mu Qingge's gaze moved upwards, meeting his eyes. She said in a hoarse voice: "In order to keep you from being missed, I decided to leave a mark."
"What mark do you want to leave Xiao Ge'er?" Si Mo said slowly. In his voice, it was not as calm as usual at the moment, it was a little trembling, but it released a kind of power that could seduce the soul.
His eyes, because of Mu Qingge's posture, inevitably saw the seductive scenery looming in her loose clothes.
Si Mo's breath stagnated. The scenery hidden under his clothes was simply the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen.
"I want you." Mu Qingge uttered these three words clearly, and her body moved forward, pulling the distance between the two even closer.
Si Mo leaned back, resting his elbows on the bed.
I want you!
These three words hit his heart, causing his heart to beat violently. "Xiao Ge'er, do you know what you are saying to yourself?"
Mu Qingge bullied herself up, propping up the bed with one hand, while the other raised Si Mo's chin, she exhaled and said, "Of course I do! I've figured it out, anyway, you It's all my people, why should I endure grievances against myself?"
Si Mo's temple twitched and gritted his teeth, "I should have said this right!" Damn it, who is holding back?
Mu Qingge shrugged and said nonchalantly, "So, I have decided that I will have you tonight, make you famous, become my person, and cut off the thoughts of those wild flowers and weeds outside. "
Si Mo's eyes softened, and the bottom of the deep purplish eyes gradually showed a touch of rose, seductive and seductive, like a poppy, exuding an enticing aroma, seducing Mu Qingge step by step.
"Xiao Ge'er, you won't regret it." Si Mo's voice became hot and hoarse because of Mu Qingge's actions. He is restraining himself, but if this little thing wants to back off now, he won't allow it either!
"Regret?" Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows and said domineeringly, "My lord never knew how to spell regret!"
"A Mo, are you ready?" Mu Qingge showed Si Mo a beautiful smile.
Si Mo's heart skipped a beat, narrowed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice, "My little song, are you ready?"
Candlelight reflects on the faces of the two, equally beautiful and alluring. Even in appearance, the two are not to be outdone. Evenly matched beauty, under the flickering candlelight, has become soft and harmonious, and it is such a perfect match.
"The red candle warms the tent, and a moment is worth a thousand gold." Mu Qingge flicked his fingers, and with invisible strength, extinguished the candle flame and plunged the tent into darkness.
It's just that after the heavy rain, the stars that saw the sun again, spilled in and fell on the two people on the bed, so that they could see each other clearly.
The bottom of Si Mo's eyes reflected Mu Qingge's beautiful and charming figure at the moment.
And in Mu Qingge's eyes, Si Mo's gentle eyes are also reflected...
Finally, she lowered her head, and in the expectation of the man, she caught the cool lips, sniffed his breath, and easily opened his defense.
Mu Qingge's initiative turned the hidden apprehension in Si Mo's eyes into a surprise.
He wrapped his arms around Mu Qingge's slender waist, turned it over hard, and pressed her under him. Turning passive into active, frantically demanding the beauty in her lips.
The main attack power was robbed, Mu Qingge's eyes widened unwilling to be outdone, he also turned over with force, and changed the positions of the two of them.
Being pressed down by Mu Qingge again, Si Mo's eyes showed a hint of helplessness.
Putting Mu Qingge's provocative expression into his eyes, he decided to leave it to her once. Si Mo gave up his resistance, and Mu Qingge was in high spirits.
The kiss was so intense that it seemed to melt them to each other.
I don't know what to say, but it ferments silently. Perhaps, at the moment when Mu Qingge just crossed over, when they first met Si Mo, they were doomed to each other, but they didn't know it.
Or maybe, at that time, if someone told her that she and Si Mo would have such a fate, she would sneer with disdain and choose not to believe it.
Of course, tonight, she willingly handed herself over and let that man get what he wanted...
The night sky after the rain has become brighter and clearer. The stars shine like flowers, covering the main tent of the army, covering up the charming fragrance.
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