Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: 450 and Fifty-Three Moon Hua Rushui

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"Nor, this is a strategy for distant ties and close attacks," Cheng Qiyun said: "The inevitable Oirad declined because of the rise of the Tatar tribe. Since then, it has retreated to the northwest corner and cannot develop. And Bayan can do it against them. All kinds of harsh restrictions, such as being allowed to kneel and not to sit, and no more than four fingers in the crown. As for eating meat, no knife is necessary. They are all insulting and destroying their will.

As the grandson of Tiansheng Khan Yexian, the king of the grassland for many years, he has not been so insulted, and he can't lift his head in front of his own people. His fierce hatred for Bayan must have been accumulated for a long time. , Is very deep, so if he is willing to agree to the Yin Qi alliance conditions, you can safely use your forces on Bayan Mengke, and the threat from the West Oirad can be temporarily ignored.

"Really? In a **** winter battle, how many lives were spent to lay down this country. How can you just give up and give up? The men on the grassland are heroic, but this does not mean that they are also a muscle in the march and war. They As cunning as a fox, striving for hegemony in the grassland is like grabbing a hill in the green forest. It is not a dead end. How can there be a desperate move!" Hong Niangzi immediately retorted.

Very delicate scene.

Here is Cheng Qiyun's big tent. The outside looks like an ordinary Mongolian camp, but the inside is luxurious. The tables and chairs are all refined and expensive Central Plain mahogany furniture, and the cups, cups and saucers are all the finest porcelains of Jingdezhen. The draperies and curtains are soft and the carpets are soft. Even the residences of Mongolian princes are not so elegant.

The tables and chairs in the front are in Mongolian-style long cases in order to welcome the local vendors. There are also futons on the carpet. Now Yang Ling is sitting right in the center. Next to him is Adeni with a sweet face.

She who is delicious with beef and mutton, is now using a small silver knife to pick up the fat and delicious part of the knife, cut off piece by piece, and then put it into the mouth of Yang Ling, then hold the cup in both hands, and sweetly persuade him to drink. A pair of watery eyes were filled with tenderness and honey, just staring at Yang Ling and eating chunks of fat mutton with her hands, but she didn't move a bite. Perhaps in her heart, Yang Ling is now the most delicious piece of grilled lamb.

In the front, it was Cui Youcheng on the left, each sitting according to the case. The seats of the two people were far away from the Yang Ling, and they couldn't reach them even if they were willing to put down the shelf and have a three British battle, Lu Bu could not do it.

Cui Ying'er saw this scene with fire in my heart. But Adeni is a well-known concubine in Yang Ling. It is natural for people to serve her husband. What is your anger? This anger had to be scattered on Cheng Qiyun's body.

Cheng Qiyun touched her nose with gray, and she felt choked. Yang Ling shook his head and said: "Otherwise, it makes sense. Among all the soldiers and horses, your power is still the weakest. You can't consider the battlefield on the grassland with the thinking of guarding the hilltop and keeping the foundation while in the pass. /

They are nomadic tribes. It is easy and simple to set up a camp, and never hesitate to abandon it. You have to adapt to this. Where there is a pasture, it is their home. Although they have a large range of activities, they must have their own forces*, but there is a constant flow within this area.

You are building a city in the Mediation River, but you are actually a little hasty. Once it is built, it will be a tie and a burden. Once an enemy strikes, can you decide decisively to guard or go? But all your belongings are put there. "

"Yeah!" Cui Ying'er received the training, bowed his head and responded, and took a sip of wine. The circles of both eyes immediately turned red: after so long, I finally saw him, and didn't even hold his hands. After passing, he was reprimanded first, and the feeling in my heart was really uncomfortable.

Yang Ling has become more and more severe: "Building a city on the grassland must be done when your strength is strong enough. Now you must not care about the gains and losses of the moment. What do you want now? As long as you have enough people, If you have enough cattle and sheep, you have power. Caochangdipan belongs to such a strong one, and whoever is strong will own it.

Since your Ordination City accommodates the weak, old, weak, women and children in order to attract people, it does not have to be withdrawn, but the city must be moved eastward and moved to the vicinity of Harawen Mountain. You are familiar with mountain warfare, and the Mongolian war horse , It is precisely in this kind of place that it is a weakness. In this way, you only need to dispatch a small amount of arms to ensure their safety. "

"Yes!" Cui Ying'er lowered his head, feeling increasingly sad.

"Remember, you have no foundation on the grassland. Once you lose, there will be no chance of a comeback. Your strength is the weakest. Now you are all going well, although the White Army is already brave. Good at war, but there is another reason, that is, the most powerful forces have not regarded you as the main target. In the future, once the war starts in full, do you know what to do?"

"The real battle is coming soon. Your method of warfare must be to concentrate your superior forces, change from a few soldiers to a large number of soldiers, and let you come in a few ways. I will only go all the way and annihilate the enemy’s vital forces. The strategic purpose is that by then, large tracts of grassland will be at your fingertips. Before that, you must not love to fight in one place, otherwise you will suffer from it, understand?"

"Yes!" Cui Ying'er's tears were full of tears.

"Also, you shouldn’t come tonight, you should go straight back to your camp. You are a part of your body and have a great relationship. Don’t rely on your martial arts. You must know that there are people outside the world, and there are heaven outside the sky. If someone finds your traces What should I do if my previous work has been abandoned? From now on, you have to remember that you are Yang Ying, the leader of the white army, and you have to believe it so that you will not be detected suspicious. Remember?"

"Yes!" A teardrop fell into the wine glass with a clatter, and rippled slightly.

"Really remembered?"

Cui Ying'er came up on the fiery ground, she raised her head abruptly, gave him a slanted look, and stiffly said: "Remember!"

Yang Ling didn't care about her attitude. He smiled with satisfaction and slowed down his voice and said: "Well, then, how are you talking about the negotiation with Yin Qi? What are her conditions?"

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Night came, but the people on the grassland did not fall asleep prematurely.

The Nadamu meeting is about to be held, and nearby herders are still coming. People shouted, and it was very lively. When the living Buddhas who were invited to chant sutras at the Naadam meeting entered the town, the horns sounded. Onlookers crowded the roadside, and the lanterns and torches were as bright as day, and no one was sleeping.

Business people even took advantage of this opportunity to spread a stall on the grassland. The screams came and went one after another, and the people wandering leisurely in the streets were endless. It is the most prosperous place among Mongolian tribes, and it is quite urban.

Yang Ling, with his hands on his back, is walking leisurely among the lively markets, observing the humanity of the Doyan tribe.

Because of his unique appearance, Adeni was worried about being by his side and attracting the attention of others to Yang Ling. His safety is very important, so Adeni had to stay in the camp and did not follow. But before Yang Ling went out, she happily asked people to boil water for her bath, and let Cheng Qiyun, who was listening to her ears, choke her nose with vinegar.

The Red Lady was reprimanded by him in public, and she was unable to excuse her inconvenience to change her dress. Yang Ling didn’t persuade her. That faint attitude made the Red Lady even more sad. Cheng Qiyun rejoiced in her heart and gave Yang Ling a wink. Yang Ling just didn’t see her, and she came to the episode with Cheng Qiyun. city.

Wandering leisurely for a while, I bought a few ornaments that are not common in Central Plain. Yang Ling saw a camp not far away that was very lively. A large fire was burning in front of the camp. The high flames were hunting and burning, dark Some ashes in the red night sky rolled up and down with the steaming waves.

Beside the fire, there was a group of singing and dancing girls with long sleeves fluttering and singing loudly. When they jumped and turned around, the bells and crotches around the waist clinked, very pleasant. They are all pretty in appearance, their height and body are very similar. It seems that they are not the daughters of herders nearby, but specially selected domestic maiko.

The camp was set up outside the heavily guarded town. It didn't seem to be the powerful nobleman among the three guards of Doyan, but there should also be quite a lot of power. He came to participate in Nadam and brought these many dancing girls.

Yang Ling saw many local people onlookers, and walked over happily. Cheng Qiyun accompanied him on the trip. Although she was wearing a large Mongolian woman's gown, her gait was still swaying, attracting the coveted eyes of many people even in the dark.

Around them, in twos and threes, there are many men who look like businessmen or tourists. These are all set aside from the inner factory and handed over to the original inner factory elites whom Cheng Qiyun secretly grasps. They have been trained as elite subordinates of special forces soldiers. They seem to move around absent-mindedly, but form a tight guard ring with tight outside and tight inside at a position close to the two of them, firmly guarding them. intermediate.

The curtain of the camp was lifted, and the situation inside was visible from a distance. After a few cases, a man with a short beard was sitting under the case, and a enchanting girl with a beautiful dress was nestled beside each other, holding a cup to persuade wine, and holding a chopstick. Cloth dishes. After the case on both sides, many men are also laughing and drinking. Look at their costumes and appearances, there are Chinese and Mongolians, and the thin man in the middle is a very obvious Central Plain.

Yang Ling smiled and watched the girls dancing lightly, their faces were filled with sweet smiles, their hands were on their soft waists, and their boots kicked forward, revealing the tightly wrapped robes The slim calf in the white silk tights is full of youthful vitality.

Cheng Qiyun stood beside Yang Ling with a small smile and a beautiful face, but she suddenly frowned when she looked at it, and a trace of doubt and alert flashed in her eyes. She looked around for a while, then stepped back slightly, raised her hand and swept her sideburns, and immediately a figure was posted quietly. Cheng Qiyun whispered a few words to the man, and the man responded with a low voice, quietly disappearing into the night.

Cheng Qiyun finished her instructions. Seeing that Yang Ling was still watching the girls dancing with gusto, she approached and said with a low smile: "Why, do you want to taste Mongolian girls?"

Yang Ling glared at her slightly with irritation. Said: "Let's go, the night is getting darker, let's go back."

Yang Ling looked at the girls who were singing and dancing, and was about to turn around and leave, but his eyes flashed, his steps suddenly stopped, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face. After hesitating for a moment, he moved again.

The number of tourists and people selling goods at stalls is decreasing. Yang Ling has gone far, turning around and looking back, only to see the bonfire in front of the camp and the shadowy figures, and then to Cheng Qiyun: "Check the origin of the gang in the camp immediately."

Cheng Qiyun rolled her eyes round and round, with a smile on her face and said: "Yes, I will send someone to investigate immediately. What is wrong?"

Yang Ling said again: "You have also arranged a lot of manpower here?"

Cheng Qiyun said: "Yes, but in this nomadic tribe outside the Great Wall. The most difficult thing to find out is the origin of a person, that is, people of the same tribe. Because of the vast grasslands and grazing their own animals, many of them don’t know each other. Getting acquainted, let alone outsiders, we are able to plant so many people here, but it is actually taking advantage of this.

You are here now, and safety is paramount. Since investigation is not as good as prevention, I have mobilized most of my staff back to take charge of the precautions inside and outside your residence. Apart from the need to pass messages around and track and monitor the heads of the grasslands, not many people are dispatched. "

She glanced at Yang Ling and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yang Ling smiled and said: "Maybe I am suspicious, you haven't found anything wrong?"

Cheng Qiyun thought for a while, and said: "The owner of the tent is obviously a Han. The Han is so rich and wealthy here. It should be a great merchant who walks outside the customs all year round."

Yang Ling snorted, noncommittal: "What else?"

"Also... his guards and entourage have a lot of light feet and sharp eyes. They should all be Huijia. Could it be that the adults suspect...?"

Yang Ling shook and said: "Walking outside the pass must have a strong martial arts. Those who make a lot of money outside the pass, it is easy to recruit a group of powerful entourages and bodyguards. He is a Han Chinese and has great momentum. It’s not surprising that it’s normal for Jinduo to protect the Congruyun."

There was a faint smile in Cheng Qiyun's eyes, she covered her lips and coughed twice, and said, "What do you think he is suspicious?"

Yang Ling thought: "If he is a trader, why should he come here at this moment?"

Cheng Qiyun said: "Naturally, the nobles of various tribes gathered in Doyanwei to do some big business."

Yang Ling said: "From the perspective of his style, whether it is for sale or purchase, it must be a big business, and he will use more carts and horses. However, around his camp, have you seen it? The guardrail is full of horses. There is a long-distance running Mongolian war horse, but there is no car. How about his goods? How to transport it?

The businessman is not profitable and can't afford it early. Even if he came this time just to meet some Mongolian dignitaries and pave the way for future business, there is no reason to come here without carrying goods. "

"Perhaps... he also covets the status and beauty of the Yin Qi queen, and wants to participate in Naadam and try the throne of the queen's husband-in-law." Cheng Qiyun was still teasing him.

"Then he won't be drinking and bingeing at this time."

"My lord said, this person is indeed a bit suspicious. After I return, I will send someone to investigate and monitor him." Cheng Qiyun was "convinced" and smiled slightly.

Her smile is very cute. Yang Ling couldn't help but shaved off the tip of her nose affectionately. Cheng Qiyun made a mischievous face at him, and the smile on her face became sweeter.

At one time, she liked to show her superiority best. Now, she would rather let Yang Ling think that he was the only one who discovered the weirdness. Seeing Yang Ling's sword brows frowned and a thoughtful look on her face, she felt extremely cute and touching.

It turns out that making the man I love wise and martial arts is more fulfilling than I am wise.

It turns out that if you coax the people you like to be happy, you will be happier.

It turns out that being a little woman is more satisfying than being a strong woman.

Cheng Qiyun squinted slightly, and the little bird leaned against Yang Ling quietly, a slight drunkenness in her heart.

Back to the camp, the night is darker, only a few places in the camp are lit*. However, as soon as Yang Ling and others stepped into the camp, guards with sabers and knives constantly flashed out of the dark to question their identities.

When we reached the core zone, there were several cruising teams quietly walking around the camp, guarding them carefully.

"Stop!" With a soft scream, a group of cruising people greeted them. Although Yang Ling and others came to the central camp after passing through layers of inspection, they still did not dare to be careless.

The lantern is raised and it shines on Yang Ling's face. Cheng Qiyun whispered from the side: "His name is Xi Bin. He was originally the first batch of in-house guards trained by Liu Biao. He was already a hundred households and was very alert and capable."

Xi Bin also saw Yang Ling and Cheng Qiyun, who were in a half-masked costume, and hurriedly leaned forward and said, "Master Guo, Cheng Dang, you are back."

Cheng Qiyun responded. Said: "Well, we have already returned, Yingpan strengthens patrol and defense, let's go".

"Yes!" Xi Bin responded with a knife, bowed to Yang Ling, waved his hand, and led the guards away.

Cheng Qiyun dismissed the guards who were following on the left and right, and then she looked forward with her eyes, smiling but not smiling: "Where do you rest?"

Yang Ling found that there was a problem. The font arrangement of the three-accounting account in the front. The middle one is where they are discussing in the evening. That is Cheng Qiyun's residence. On the left is Adeni's residence, and a faint light is revealed in the small window. On the right is the camp of the Red Lady, which is already completely dark.

Yang Ling hesitated, clenched a fist, coughed slightly, and pointed at Adni's residence.

Cheng Qiyun chuckled, Yang Ling's face was a little hot.

The bright light in Cheng Qiyun's eyes, like a pair of glittering gems under the starlight and moonlight: "Then...Yun'er went back to the room to sleep, your lord...rest early."

Ping and Tingting, when the curtain in front of the tent was lifted, the light came out through the curtain, Cheng Qiyun suddenly smiled and flashed into the room.

Yang Ling sighed, turned to look at the silent camp of the Red Lady, and after a while, walked towards Adeni's room. Yang Ling was stunned as soon as the curtain was lifted and stepped in. The light in the tent was bright, and the curtains were lowered, but there was no Iraqi figure in the thin curtain.

He just turned around and wanted to go out to find someone to inquire. The silhouette next to him flashed, and a man with only Qi Luo's light clothes and a soft and graceful jade body had already plunged into his arms, and his plump and **** lips had already Kissed Yang Ling's lips passionately.

Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, pinched her hands on the plump and tender hips, and the person in her arms let out a tender cry. Yang Ling has embraced her soft waist and hugged her on the wide and wide low couch. The spring is boundless in the tent...

The grass is soft under the feet. Stepping on it is like stepping on an expensive Persian carpet, soft and elastic.

Come on,

This large grassland is densely populated with about a hundred camps, all of which are guards stationed here in various identities, but despite this, Xi Bin dare not be careless, even though he is guarding the last pass. It is closely surrounded by the three core large tents. Although the responsibility of patrolling here is the most important, the matter is actually the least.

He is still young, just 30 years old. He was originally just a small captain in the Zuoshao Camp of Shenjiying, but he entered the factory by mistake, and soon became a hundred households with his savvy and strong work. , He was satisfied. He thought it would be content to be able to get to this position in this life, but unexpectedly, all the in-house elites were stripped away overnight, and disappeared into the vast crowd from bright to dark...

Since then, he has been transferred to outside the Great Wall. Here, he now has his own pasture, more than 20 herders and slaves, and has bought two rooms of young and beautiful concubines, who are used by ordinary local shepherds. Honored as Master Xi.

He cherishes everything in front of him, and he also believes that as long as he follows the government, he will have more and more. Yang Ling and Cheng Qiyun are his food and clothing parents. Whoever dares to move them is to have trouble with his master Xi, to smash his job and ruin his future, and the knife in his hand will be chopped off without hesitation. [Heaven’s Kiss Hand Hit]

There are only two shifts a night, and it takes an hour and a half to change shifts and rest. Xi Bin looked up at the bright moon in the sky. He clenched the hilt of the knife that was holding him hot, and continued to walk tirelessly.

"Stop! Who? The trespasser, kill!" With Xi Bin's low rebuke, the long knife in his hand has been choked out of its sheath, and the sky is full of stars. The shadowy figure.

At the same time, a small team behind him all swooped in. Two people swung their knives and formed a character sniper formation with him. The other six were divided around, blocking any direction that person could escape. .

"Ah! Don't! Don't shoot arrows, me! It's me!"

Yang Ling was so powerful that he boiled the passionate Adeni into a mass of mud, and finally couldn't let down the Cui Ying'er, which was as strong as a mountain and as beautiful as water, so he ran out tiptoe. He carried his robe and was cautiously touching the red lady's bedroom when Xi Bin roared. He shivered with fright and stood there immediately.

Xi Bin's knife fell down, and the steel knife was added to his neck, but it didn't hurt the slightest. Only then did he look intently, and this look immediately scared into a cold sweat. Xi Bin quickly removed the knife. Anxiously said: "Master Guo, you... are you...?"

"I...ah...I just got here, I am not used to sleeping. I don't worry about whether there is a city wall or something here. Come out...cough cough, take a tour."

The lantern is picked up. Grandpa Guo looks like..., with long hair tied behind his head, wearing a small coat, holding clothes in his arms, a pair of boots under his feet, and faint sweat marks on his face...

Xi Bin said embarrassingly: "Duke Guo, don't worry, there are subordinates waiting outside. It is foolproof. Uh, the subordinates will go over there for a tour, please rest assured."

"Good, good! Thank you for your hard work."

"It's not hard, it's not hard!" Xi Bin said as he slipped away holding the knife head without looking back.

Yang Ling took a look around, rushed to the Red Lady's tent, and slid in. There was no light in the tent, but the corner of the window was opened at some unknown time, revealing a pillar of moonlight.

Yang Ling whispered: "Ying'er, Ying'er, are you asleep?"

There was no sound in the tent, Yang Ling smiled, stood quietly at the door for a while, gradually adjusted to the light and shade in the tent, and walked towards the bed in that tent.

Sit down on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to touch it. It was Ying'er's round shoulder. With a shake of that shoulder, he shook his hand off.

Yang Ling laughed loudly, kicked his shoes after the laugh, and went to bed barefoot. As soon as he approached the beauty on the bed, he arched bitterly, but I don't know if it was accidental. The body moved a corner inward to make room for him.

"Pā!" got a punch on the plump buttocks, and Yang Ling smiled and said: "Hey, why don't you sleep so late? Still angry with me?"

Cui Ying'er turned his back to him without saying a word, but after a while there was a low sob.

Yang Ling leaned in distressedly, and stretched out her hand to caress her face, but a piece of the pillow was wet, and she didn't know how many tears she secretly shed this night.

Yang Ling said softly: "Silly girl, do you know why I scolded you so violently, and I was so cruel to make you sad for so long?"

Cui Ying'er stopped crying, but said nothing.

Yang Ling sighed and said in a low voice: "Because I am afraid, I am really afraid!"

After a long sigh, there was no sound anymore, only the front and back of the two were touching gently because of breathing.

After a while, Ying'er couldn't help it when he saw that he didn't speak anymore, and whispered, "What are you afraid of?"

Yang Ling laughed secretly in her heart, but her voice was more gentle, and she got goosebumps so tired that she got goosebumps: "I'm afraid that you will have an accident and fight on the battlefield. One carelessness will be forever. I am afraid that you make a mistake in deployment and the court's plan will die. Can I get together? I'm afraid of abandoning my enemies and losing my mother. I'm afraid...

His hand gently wiped away the teardrops on Cui Ying'er's face: "I'm afraid that my little Ying'er will leave me from now on. Heaven and man will be separated forever, and it will be difficult to see each other. Then I will scold you, and let you use it. If you think about me all night, it is to make you remember it unforgettable. You must understand these words. A wrong decision on the battlefield is to be as brave as Guan Kung, and you can go to Maicheng. I would rather Make you cry, make you annoy me, don't lose you...".

Tsk tsk, the poor heroic red lady, she is not afraid of any effort, but she has never experienced this kind of affectionate nausea, that heart suddenly feels more comfortable. Yang Ling's hand stretched over again, and the body softly allowed him to pull it over, and a little resistance made him cling to his chest.

"Then you...you won't tell me in private, you are in front of them. How do people get off the stage?" It seemed like anger and resentment, with a little bit of coquetry.

Yang Ling smiled happily: "In private, I'm afraid you will not be impressed."

"Ah, don’t be angry. Actually, this is to tell them both. You three, don’t have a fuel-efficient lamp. I’m not like this today, as long as I get out of my nose If you dare to do it, what should you do if you make a mistake at a moment of life and death? I will listen to the two of them, and remember it carefully!"

As soon as Cui Ying'er heard that the fire that had just been extinguished had risen again, she stubbornly said: "Okay you, you are killing a chicken to show the monkey, don't you take me Cui Ying'er Liwei?"

"Stay away from me, don't touch me!"

"People don't like you to touch me. Why are you faceless and skinless?"

"Ah, what kind of skin do I want for my own woman?"

"Who told me? From now on, I have to think of myself as the white robber Yang Ying, and I have to convince myself to deceive others? I am now the white robber, the great Yuan Beiying king Yang Ying, You guys too?"

"Yes!" Yang Ling smiled wickedly. It is estimated that if there is a light, the expression on his face is also very awkward: "If a man looks as beautiful as you and has such a good body, then I want it."

"You... shameless!"

"Hey, my little Yingying, what else is shameless, do you want?"

"Don't!"

"Say you want!"

"Don't say it!"

"Uh...hh...hmm..."

First struggling to make the bed squeak, and then... after a while, it was the gasping of a man and the resistance of a woman.

Then, it was the man's gasping voice: "Say! Say ‘I want’!"

"Um~~", the protest from the nose was like climbing a hill, pulling a high, and sliding down again.

"Don't tell me? Don't tell me?" Yang Ling has already made a pot of savory rice with Adeni and made a pot of fragrant rice. At this moment, he was not in a hurry. He was deliberately teasing the red lady to give in, so he was like a dragonfly. He provoked her, but he refused to knock in, and went straight to Huanglong.

Cui Ying'er was shaken impatiently by his teasing. His limbs had already sent out an enthusiastic call, but he gritted his teeth and refused to surrender.

Yang Ling leaned over her body, gently scratching her two tight bumps with her chest, with a smug smile in her voice, seductively saying to her: "Little Ying'er, say it, say' I want', husband will give it to you~".

He breathed hot and sprayed on Cui Ying'er's face, Cui Ying'er suddenly raised its waist, with the strength like a pliable white python, suddenly flipped Yang Ling on the couch. The big bed is big enough to lie down six or seven people. Yang Ling's body of more than 100 catties was bounced back and fell on the soft bed, feeling dizzy. A enchanting and charming female tiger under the moonlight covered it. On his body.

A groan of contentment, the continuation is a quick and powerful sifting movement...

The phoenix is ​​above the dragon, so don’t have a style!

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Guardian Xi broke through the good deeds of Lord Guo. He was so upset that he wandered around for a long time before he dared to approach the camp of the three again. Unexpectedly, just as he approached, he saw a figure sneaking out of the Red Lady's tent, and walking to Adni's tent sneakingly.

Broken! At this moment, Haoyue was in the air, and Xi Bin had a clear peek. Who else is that the grandfather who stole incense and jade? He led the team and just turned around from the back of a camp. When he saw this, he immediately waved his hand back and brushed the ground to hide behind the tent.

The guard behind did not know what had happened, and immediately pulled out his waist knife nervously. There was a sound of "choking" in the quiet night, and the guard Xi's forehead was scarred.

Yang Ling heard the sound suddenly, looked up, and saw someone flashing behind the tent at the corner of the camp, and at the same time there was the sound of drawing a knife. The camp was where Cheng Qiyun lived. Yang Ling's surprise was not trivial, and immediately scolded: "Who?"

Xi Shiwei stood up from behind the camp tentatively, like a kid who had done something wrong, drooping his head and said: "Duke Guo, it's... it's me".

"Ah... Xiwei. You...cough cough, are you watching the night again?"

"Yes, yes, you...you can't sleep? No, no, you are still patrolling?"

"Yes, yeah".

"Hahahaha..." The two sides laughed dryly, and Xi Wei said: "Duke Guo, the younger one is going to take a tour over there, uh...Duke Guo has a rest earlier", after finishing Xi Bin led People fled again.

Yang Ling sighed, and immediately stepped on tiptoe towards Adeni’s room. Just two steps out, with a clear cough, Yang Ling stopped and looked. The curtains of Cheng Qiyunying were lifted, and the light in the room reflected the beautiful carcass in tulle and lightly. A curvy and Nana beauty leaned against the tent, and said slowly: "My lord?"

"Cough! The night is long, and I don’t want to sleep. I thought I was the only one who couldn’t sleep. So Yuner, you can’t sleep either!"

Cheng Qiyun chuckled, and said: "My lord has been patrolling midnight with spears and spears, and I was shocked when I heard them. Where are I sleeping? Since I can't sleep, do I want to come in for a cup of tea?" /

"Uh...well, then...then have a drink", Yang Ling bite the bullet and walked away.

As soon as the two people entered the house, the curtain was lowered, Cheng Qiyun smiled in a banquet, and said: "You, the good is also the shortcoming. Even if the wives and concubines of other people are like clouds, only women are happy to serve men. Who cares if a woman wants to be pityed?

You are willing to cherish them, the rain and dew are all on you, it's up to you, but you are tired all the way, just here, you are tired, your body should always be cherished. Hey, still not going to sleep? "

Yang Ling was overjoyed, threw the robe away, two strides leaped over, and swish, an old man got into the bed and plunged into the fragrant couch. Cheng Qiyun walked to the bed to blow out the light, and turned on the bed. Yang Ling put her soft body in her arms, and sighed with satisfaction, saying in her heart: "People on the grassland should not get up like that. Morning?"

At this time, Cheng Qiyun and Yang Ling successively instructed to investigate the details and monitor the whereabouts of the big merchant's account, and a dark shadow flashed into the account. He moved to the side in the dark, took out the flint and ignited the oil lamp.

The thin man woke up~ IndoMTL.com~ He poke his head out of the drapery and took a look, then turned to the ground. He was only wearing a pair of low-nosed trousers, his upper body was naked, and his body was full of scars. Strong skin.

"Go, sleep in the back tent, sir, I have a big deal to discuss".

Two enchanting concubines hurriedly got up from the couch, hurriedly pulled over their clothes to cover their naked body, and after finishing their simple dressing, they went to bed and bowed to the man, and quietly avoided the corner door.

The thin man walked to the short side, took a cup of herbal tea and took a sip, wiped his mouth and said: "How is it, what's the news?"

On the opposite side is a tall and handsome young man in black. With a handsome face and a handsome face, he looks like a bright star. It is the Celestial Master Li Ziran under the command of King Ning and Li Dali, the only surviving son of the Maitreya leader.

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