This dog thing!
Song Qingshu instantly understood what he meant and couldn't help but be furious. He really wanted to slap him in the face directly, but seeing that there were Mongolians everywhere nearby, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.
As far as I can tell, Aman and Yalixian are all famous beauties in the Tieyan tribe, and they are the wife and daughter of Cherku, the number one warrior in the Tieyan tribe. I'm afraid it's not so easy to hand over it?
Song Qingshu did not answer directly, but quietly changed the topic. At the same time, he was a little confused. Yalixian should have died in "The White Horse Roaring the West Wind". Is this world still alive?
Old Man Wusun snorted: Now that our Mongolian Empire is so strong, which tribe on the grassland dares not obey orders?Besides, we will lead the Qiexue army to the place, and they will not be able to hand over it.
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: I think this trip will not be so smooth.
Old Man Wusun laughed: I knew you couldn't bear to leave Feng Nu. Well, after you arrived at Tieyan's tribe, you'll talk about it. Maybe you'll beg me to change it then.
After saying that, she left, and the Fengneng rushed over angrily: If you dare to exchange me for him, I will...
What do you do?Song Qingshu said with a smile.
I'll expose your identity!Feng Nu bit her lips tightly, obviously scared by this lustful old man.
Are you not afraid of me killing someone to silence me?Song Qingshu looked at her faintly.
The wind girl subconsciously took a step back, but immediately laughed: If you are not afraid, how could the master be so cruel?
Song Qingshu said: Actually, you don’t have to worry so much. With Mr. Wusun’s cultivation, what he really wants to do to you can do to you. Afterwards, you can only think it is a dream, and you don’t even have to stay a dream.
He did not tell lies. With the spiritual cultivation of Mr. Wusun, ordinary women can use hypnosis to make women sacrifice themselves automatically. If necessary, they can also erase this memory.
If it weren't for the concern of Shuiyue Sect, Feng Nu would have been taken care of by him.
Speaking of which, although this old man is lustful, he is extremely cautious and never touches people he shouldn't touch. For example, when he looked at Princess Yalun before, his eyes were full of desire. Obviously, he was not without any inappropriate thoughts, but he could control it very clearly and would not take any risk at all.
As for the Aman and Yalixian of the Tieyan tribe, that background can be said to be completely in danger for one of the four major households like Mr. Wusun.
Feng Nu couldn't help but shivered: Master, if I was really given to that old man... you kill me with one knife, it would be so disgusting.
Seeing that it was almost scared, Song Qingshu smiled and said: Don't worry, with my protection, you won't be in trouble.
Thanks.Feng Nu glanced at him with a complicated look.
At this moment, Princess Yalun and others said almost the same farewell. Boer, the leader of the Qiexue Army, suddenly ordered to set off, and the group rushed out of Helin City and headed southwest.
Song Qingshu observed silently along the way. Boerhu's Qiexue army, Ochen's command and the subordinates of the old man Wusun, had a total of about 2,000 people, all of which were elite warriors. Such a force was enough to suppress most of the tribes on the grassland today.
Compared to this, I am a little lonely, but I have a Feng girl as my subordinate.
On the way, he also noticed that compared with the army of the Central Plains dynasty, each of the Mongolian soldiers had three horses. They would change one to alternately rest after running dozens of miles, so that they could marches at high speed, and they didn't even need to rest in the middle. They had a kettle with water and prepared jerky meat when eating. No wonder the Mongolian army came and went like the wind, which made all countries frightened.
It's okay for Song Qingshu. Not only is he high in cultivation, he has also entered and exited the battlefield many times. He has long been used to such marching intensity, but it has made the wind girl feel bitter. She frowned and her horse was bumpy along the way, and her thighs were probably worn out.
Throw a bottle of injury medicine over: Find an opportunity to apply it on your legs, it should be better.
Thanks!Feng Nu's face turned red. There were men from all directions. How could she have the chance to apply this thing in front of everyone?
Fortunately, not long after, the army also had to stop and rest for a while. Although horses could run in exchange, people also had to go to the toilet.
Feng Nu found an opportunity to sneak aside and came back a while later. Seeing her stretched brows, the medicine must be effective.
Then they marched all the way until the evening when Boerhu ordered the camp to set up camp. The soldiers of each battalion began to set up tents in an orderly manner. Others made fire and water to cook, and they were all busy, and only Song Qingshu and the other two were happy to be free.
No, Old Man Wusun also returned to the tent to rest early. Although he had a high cultivation level, he was old after all, and he followed the path of a Dharma Master, so his body was naturally weaker. The bumpy road caused him to suffer a lot. Only when he thought of the thirty beauties that Tieyan tribe was waiting for him to favor, he kept insisting.
Looking at his hunched and trembling back, the wind girl cursed: Such a weak body is so lustful, sooner or later she will die on the woman's belly.
Song Qingshu nodded in agreement. He clearly felt that the old man Wusun was so deficient in his body, but he turned out to be so beautiful.
However, the other party is a master from Mongolia, so he naturally cannot kindly remind the other party to pay attention to his health. He wished he would die sooner.
During dinner, O Chen invited everyone to his tent to drink it. It was obvious that he also wanted to get closer. In the past few days, Song Qingshu had already had the experience of dealing with the dinner party here. After the guests had fun, he returned to his tent to rest.
It was very cold at night on the Mobei grassland. Except for the patrol post, everyone else hid in the tent to rest. Song Qingshu and Fengnu were arranged to be in a tent. After all, it was a marching force, so it was impossible to prepare a tent for Fengnu alone.
Song Qingshu did not refuse pretentiously. While thinking about how to sleep with Feng Nu, he found that she had already slept in the quilt, and she could feel her graceful curves through the quilt.
This girl warms the bed is competent!
Song Qingshu chuckled and walked over and was about to get into the quilt when suddenly the warning suddenly rose in his heart. He hurriedly dodged backwards, and a dagger with a flash of cold light stabbed out of the quilt.
But soon stopped three inches away from his neck. It turned out that Song Qingshu's two fingers had firmly clamped the blade.
I didn’t expect that the skills of the sect are so powerful.The woman opposite was smiling, without any sign of panic.
Song Qingshu let go of the dagger and snorted coldly: The princess suddenly made a conspiracy, what is the so-called meaning?
The woman in front of her seemed to contain a pool of spring water, and there was a unique feeling on her face. If it weren't for the sea to lose, who would it be.
It's just a joke with the main body, so why bother with the main body?
Hai Milu put away the dagger again and couldn't help but be amazed. The reaction and agility of the bulk must be comparable to that of Mongolia.
Don’t put a high hat on me. What are you going to do when you suddenly appear here? Song Qingshu laughed, “It’s not that the princess is sending cannons thousands of miles away?”
Send a cannon?Hai Milo was stunned. Are you talking about the Hui Hui cannon from the Western Regions?That thing is extremely bulky, how could I bring it to you alone?
Cough, when I didn't say that, Song Qingshu was a little excited, what are you doing this time?
Hai Mizuki also put away his frivolous smile and said seriously: Didn’t you say that you would ask for help from the main body if you have any problems in the future? Now things are coming.
Song Qingshu frowned: What's the matter?
Hai Mizuki leaned into his ear and said in a low voice: I'll find an opportunity to kill Ochen.
Song Qingshu instantly understood what he meant and couldn't help but be furious. He really wanted to slap him in the face directly, but seeing that there were Mongolians everywhere nearby, he suppressed the impulse in his heart.
As far as I can tell, Aman and Yalixian are all famous beauties in the Tieyan tribe, and they are the wife and daughter of Cherku, the number one warrior in the Tieyan tribe. I'm afraid it's not so easy to hand over it?
Song Qingshu did not answer directly, but quietly changed the topic. At the same time, he was a little confused. Yalixian should have died in "The White Horse Roaring the West Wind". Is this world still alive?
Old Man Wusun snorted: Now that our Mongolian Empire is so strong, which tribe on the grassland dares not obey orders?Besides, we will lead the Qiexue army to the place, and they will not be able to hand over it.
Song Qingshu said in a deep voice: I think this trip will not be so smooth.
Old Man Wusun laughed: I knew you couldn't bear to leave Feng Nu. Well, after you arrived at Tieyan's tribe, you'll talk about it. Maybe you'll beg me to change it then.
After saying that, she left, and the Fengneng rushed over angrily: If you dare to exchange me for him, I will...
What do you do?Song Qingshu said with a smile.
I'll expose your identity!Feng Nu bit her lips tightly, obviously scared by this lustful old man.
Are you not afraid of me killing someone to silence me?Song Qingshu looked at her faintly.
The wind girl subconsciously took a step back, but immediately laughed: If you are not afraid, how could the master be so cruel?
Song Qingshu said: Actually, you don’t have to worry so much. With Mr. Wusun’s cultivation, what he really wants to do to you can do to you. Afterwards, you can only think it is a dream, and you don’t even have to stay a dream.
He did not tell lies. With the spiritual cultivation of Mr. Wusun, ordinary women can use hypnosis to make women sacrifice themselves automatically. If necessary, they can also erase this memory.
If it weren't for the concern of Shuiyue Sect, Feng Nu would have been taken care of by him.
Speaking of which, although this old man is lustful, he is extremely cautious and never touches people he shouldn't touch. For example, when he looked at Princess Yalun before, his eyes were full of desire. Obviously, he was not without any inappropriate thoughts, but he could control it very clearly and would not take any risk at all.
As for the Aman and Yalixian of the Tieyan tribe, that background can be said to be completely in danger for one of the four major households like Mr. Wusun.
Feng Nu couldn't help but shivered: Master, if I was really given to that old man... you kill me with one knife, it would be so disgusting.
Seeing that it was almost scared, Song Qingshu smiled and said: Don't worry, with my protection, you won't be in trouble.
Thanks.Feng Nu glanced at him with a complicated look.
At this moment, Princess Yalun and others said almost the same farewell. Boer, the leader of the Qiexue Army, suddenly ordered to set off, and the group rushed out of Helin City and headed southwest.
Song Qingshu observed silently along the way. Boerhu's Qiexue army, Ochen's command and the subordinates of the old man Wusun, had a total of about 2,000 people, all of which were elite warriors. Such a force was enough to suppress most of the tribes on the grassland today.
Compared to this, I am a little lonely, but I have a Feng girl as my subordinate.
On the way, he also noticed that compared with the army of the Central Plains dynasty, each of the Mongolian soldiers had three horses. They would change one to alternately rest after running dozens of miles, so that they could marches at high speed, and they didn't even need to rest in the middle. They had a kettle with water and prepared jerky meat when eating. No wonder the Mongolian army came and went like the wind, which made all countries frightened.
It's okay for Song Qingshu. Not only is he high in cultivation, he has also entered and exited the battlefield many times. He has long been used to such marching intensity, but it has made the wind girl feel bitter. She frowned and her horse was bumpy along the way, and her thighs were probably worn out.
Throw a bottle of injury medicine over: Find an opportunity to apply it on your legs, it should be better.
Thanks!Feng Nu's face turned red. There were men from all directions. How could she have the chance to apply this thing in front of everyone?
Fortunately, not long after, the army also had to stop and rest for a while. Although horses could run in exchange, people also had to go to the toilet.
Feng Nu found an opportunity to sneak aside and came back a while later. Seeing her stretched brows, the medicine must be effective.
Then they marched all the way until the evening when Boerhu ordered the camp to set up camp. The soldiers of each battalion began to set up tents in an orderly manner. Others made fire and water to cook, and they were all busy, and only Song Qingshu and the other two were happy to be free.
No, Old Man Wusun also returned to the tent to rest early. Although he had a high cultivation level, he was old after all, and he followed the path of a Dharma Master, so his body was naturally weaker. The bumpy road caused him to suffer a lot. Only when he thought of the thirty beauties that Tieyan tribe was waiting for him to favor, he kept insisting.
Looking at his hunched and trembling back, the wind girl cursed: Such a weak body is so lustful, sooner or later she will die on the woman's belly.
Song Qingshu nodded in agreement. He clearly felt that the old man Wusun was so deficient in his body, but he turned out to be so beautiful.
However, the other party is a master from Mongolia, so he naturally cannot kindly remind the other party to pay attention to his health. He wished he would die sooner.
During dinner, O Chen invited everyone to his tent to drink it. It was obvious that he also wanted to get closer. In the past few days, Song Qingshu had already had the experience of dealing with the dinner party here. After the guests had fun, he returned to his tent to rest.
It was very cold at night on the Mobei grassland. Except for the patrol post, everyone else hid in the tent to rest. Song Qingshu and Fengnu were arranged to be in a tent. After all, it was a marching force, so it was impossible to prepare a tent for Fengnu alone.
Song Qingshu did not refuse pretentiously. While thinking about how to sleep with Feng Nu, he found that she had already slept in the quilt, and she could feel her graceful curves through the quilt.
This girl warms the bed is competent!
Song Qingshu chuckled and walked over and was about to get into the quilt when suddenly the warning suddenly rose in his heart. He hurriedly dodged backwards, and a dagger with a flash of cold light stabbed out of the quilt.
But soon stopped three inches away from his neck. It turned out that Song Qingshu's two fingers had firmly clamped the blade.
I didn’t expect that the skills of the sect are so powerful.The woman opposite was smiling, without any sign of panic.
Song Qingshu let go of the dagger and snorted coldly: The princess suddenly made a conspiracy, what is the so-called meaning?
The woman in front of her seemed to contain a pool of spring water, and there was a unique feeling on her face. If it weren't for the sea to lose, who would it be.
It's just a joke with the main body, so why bother with the main body?
Hai Milu put away the dagger again and couldn't help but be amazed. The reaction and agility of the bulk must be comparable to that of Mongolia.
Don’t put a high hat on me. What are you going to do when you suddenly appear here? Song Qingshu laughed, “It’s not that the princess is sending cannons thousands of miles away?”
Send a cannon?Hai Milo was stunned. Are you talking about the Hui Hui cannon from the Western Regions?That thing is extremely bulky, how could I bring it to you alone?
Cough, when I didn't say that, Song Qingshu was a little excited, what are you doing this time?
Hai Mizuki also put away his frivolous smile and said seriously: Didn’t you say that you would ask for help from the main body if you have any problems in the future? Now things are coming.
Song Qingshu frowned: What's the matter?
Hai Mizuki leaned into his ear and said in a low voice: I'll find an opportunity to kill Ochen.
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