This Lord is Too Cruel: 011 Go and lie down on the couch

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Male color: "Master" is too cruel, 011 went to lie on the couch

"Do you really mean this?" Feng Aotian asked in a somewhat unbelieving tone. Shu Chi Wuyan

"The big man keeps his promises, and the horses are hard to chase." Mu Hanyao replied categorically. Now, if he doesn't agree, then the whole Mu family army will be destroyed in his hands.

In just half an hour, Feng Aotian calculated everything, first led him into the woods, and then led the Mu's army to the woods to threaten him. Now, he has no choice. .

"General, where are you?" Japak also saw the wolves approaching them, and watched the wolves spread their fangs, looking like a scorpion to swallow them alive, and the horses under them were more It was back again and again in panic.

"It's a big deal." Li Su pulled out his saber and shouted coldly.

Jibo is more calm than Li Su. Now the general's life and death are unknown, and the wolves are able to withstand thousands of horses. With them alone, even if they are brave and good at fighting, they have no chance of winning. However, he always feels this What's so strange about it.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes dimmed, "We are in the game."

"In the middle?" Li Su and the rest of the generals cast their eyes on Jibai.

Jibo's face was cold, "The regent specially invited us here to force the general to submit, and we killed the general."

After the generals listened, their faces became more gloomy, but now, what should they do?

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, lowered his eyes, and observed the scene below. The moonlight was pervasive. Ji Bai was dressed in black armor. Although his appearance was not as handsome as Mu Hanyao, he was considered a handsome young man, especially those eyes. , Somewhat similar to Mu Hanyao.

Mu Hanyao's gloomy eyes always fell on Feng Aotian, who was one foot away. He never believed that Feng Aotian really liked him, but when the incident happened suddenly, he was taken into the barracks inexplicably. He threatened and mocked, but he was always passive, and Mu Hanyao had never lost so tragically.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, but just glanced at Mu Hanyao indifferently. He is just asking for perfection for the time being, but in his heart he must be dissatisfied with himself. In the future, she will definitely want his horse to be completely Surrender, for her use.

"Since I leave it to my king's disposal, let my king return to the camp." Feng Aotian said, he stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, and the two left the woods.

Mu Hanyao said solemnly, "The Regent, where are the soldiers trapped in the forest?"

"The night is lonely. Since the king’s baby can’t have a good meal, it’s good to look at it. Yesterday, the King of Japan almost died, and no one in the camp went to rescue him. Now, if it’s not for you, Are they still safe and sound? They entered the womb of this king's treasure early in the morning." Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and there was bloodthirsty killing in his tone, and in this cold wind, it was even more bloody.

Mu Hanyao naturally knew what happened yesterday. Although he was in the quarry, he still knew everything about the camp. He knew what the regent did in the camp. However, he did not expect that Feng Aotian unexpectedly, instead of being impulsive as before, instead set a trap to let him fall by himself.

In an instant, Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao and fell into the camp. Tsing Yi, who was kneeling and outside the camp, has now lost his consciousness, but still feels a strong cold wind blowing next to him, and he sees two shadows. Not in the camp.

"Sixi, prepare bath soup." Feng Aotian's cold voice came.

Sixi who was outside the tent of the waiting and camp replied in a low voice, "Yes, the minion ordered people to prepare." After saying that, ignoring Tsing Yi standing not far away, he walked away quickly.

Feng Aotian has already loosened Mu Hanyao's wrist, lying on the soft couch.

Mu Hanyao is still standing upright on one side, and there is still a little coolness remaining on the wrist that is held by Feng Aotian. He raised his eyes and stared at Feng Aotian. His mood was extremely complicated. He had heard of the regent earlier. The king's liking, there are many beautiful men in his harem. Every time Chenghuan and the men under him are carried out of the bedroom with scars the next day, and even more so, they are killed on the spot.

So, how should he treat himself tonight?

The dark pupils flashed with a glimmer of darkness and the majesty of seeing death as home. He has never tasted any kind of pain. Even if life is not as good as death tonight, he cannot be shaken. Compared to Mu Jiajun, what is his humiliation?

Sixi has already prepared the bath soup, hastily entered, and bowed to report, "Master, the bath soup is ready."

"Well, wait for General Mu to take a bath and change clothes." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows, playing with the warm jade in his hand, saying indifferently.

"Yes." Sixi answered, and said sideways, "General Mu, please!"

Mu Hanyao's face was sullen, with no emotion on his stern face, he turned around and walked out of the camp.

After taking a shower, Mu Hanyao changed into a brown uniform, with long black hair draped behind him, and Sixi ordered two eunuchs to take care of him.

Mu Hanyao has led soldiers to fight for several years, and has become accustomed to independent cooking, eating, and living. When two eunuchs came, he waved his hands and said, "No."

Sixi motioned for the two eunuchs to retreat, and he personally picked up the hairband in front of the dressing table and handed it to Mu Hanyao, "General Mu, this is the favorite hairband of Lord Suri."

Mu Hanyao remembered the scene of Feng Aotian personally tying his hair in the Shicai forest. He looked down and took the hairband from Si Xi's hand. The silk brocade and silky tentacles, his slender fingers seemed to be absent. Stroking the ground, the ghost raised his hand, tied his hair with it, and walked calmly into Feng Aotian's camp.

When he walked outside the camp of the regent, Mu Hanyao glanced at Tsing Yi, who was standing on his knees not far away. The man was handsome and weak, and the weak Liu Fufeng was a rare beautiful man.

Tsing Yi raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao's deep pupils, and his mind sank. This person, he was the most familiar, but he quickly looked down and sighed inwardly. He looked up to the admired General Mu since his childhood. Now , But also to be forced under Cheng Huan and the regent, then, what can he hope for still alive? Thinking of this, he no longer had any thoughts.

Mu Hanyao just took a look, then turned around indifferently, stepped into the account, and saw that Feng Aotian was still lying on the soft couch, and when he saw him inside, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

When Sixi saw this, he hurriedly withdrew from the account, raised his eyes, glanced at the sky, his complexion was impermanent.

Feng Aotian put away the warm jade in her hand and got up from the soft couch. With a handsome face and a bloodthirsty smile, she approached Mu Hanyao step by step, raised her finger, and pointed to the bed. "Go and lie down on the couch."

Mu Hanyao turned around coldly and walked firmly to the bed step by step, but heard a cold voice from behind his ear, "Take it off."

He paused, raised his hand, unfastened his belt, and pulled hard, his uniform slipped down, revealing his strong and tight figure.

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