When Kangkang came in to wake him up, he had woken up early and was thinking about his situation in bed.
Kuan Yu's words awakened the dreamer and made him understand why the young Khan had doubted himself from the beginning. Just as Kuan Yu said to Mrs. Xiang, it is impossible to recruit such an outstanding person. This view can be used to
The same applies to myself. "Fan Qingzhou" has become a business tycoon and a well-known figure in the world. No matter in which field he can call the wind and rain, how can he be willing to succumb to others and obey orders?
Kuan Yu is willing to believe in himself because he has single-handedly promoted and cultivated him, and he believes that he is a member of the same clan by blood, so he feels different.
Little Khan does not have this complex, and his views are much more objective.
His current situation is very delicate. The more Xiao Khan distrusts him and wants to get rid of him, the more Kuanyu trusts him and tries his best to protect him. This is not just as simple as the enemy of an enemy is a friend, but
The little Khan was unable to find out his flaws and problems despite all possible efforts, which was enough to prove his innocence.
Kangkang was waiting for him to wash and change his clothes. His expression was a little unnatural. He obviously knew about Keiko's revelation. He was not as talkative as usual, and looked pitiful.
Long Ying secretly sighed in his heart. He couldn't be soft-hearted towards them. It was the best time to get rid of them. Otherwise, he would be under close surveillance by Ri Xi, which would be detrimental to his sneaky business. What he was most afraid of was that he couldn't help but have fun with them anymore.
What should you do when you are pregnant with a child? Although the probability is not high, you are not afraid of 10,000 or even if it happens.
Kangkang said seriously: "Master Fan, are you annoyed with us? Keizi and I..."
Long Ying stopped her from talking and said seriously: "Don't even think about it, and don't say anything you shouldn't say. Besides, I still understand if you don't say it. Madam, is she here?"
Kangkang whispered: "Madam and Keiko are talking outside the hall."
Long Ying kissed her cheek softly and said wetly: "Wipe away your tears and don't let Madam know that you cried. No matter how difficult the future is, there will always be a day when the sky will be blue after the rain."
After saying that, I felt a little regretful. If the last two sentences reached Mrs. Xiang's ears, they would definitely increase her suspicion of herself. Then I thought, if I noticed that Mrs. Xiang's attitude toward me was deteriorating, wouldn't it be possible?
Does it prove that Kangkang is not worthy of sympathy?
It’s not easy to be a human being, but it’s even harder to be an undercover agent. It’s extremely unpleasant to have to think twice before saying anything.
Then he said: "Stay here, don't follow me."
After saying that, he walked towards the outer hall, forcing himself not to look back at her, but he knew that he would never forget her helpless and helpless expression in this lifetime.
Long Ying boarded the carriage and sat by the window. Mrs. Xiang sat next to him with a normal expression and leaned against him gently. Although it was an ordinary touch, she exerted that kind of subtle touch.
The taste is enough to make any normal man ecstasy and feel unbearable.
Long Ying had already prepared, so of course he was unmoved.
Mrs. Xiang said with a smile: "Are you angry with Master?"
Long Ying said with a calm expression: "How dare you, little disciple? It is said that one day is a teacher, and all one's life is a father. Oh! No! She should be the mother."
Mrs. Xiang smiled sweetly and said, "You're so angry. Who did anything to them last night?"
Long Ying thought that this meant that the evildoer was the first to file a complaint, and was also secretly shocked by how shrewd she was. Because he knew the depth of Keiko's skills, he could make an accurate and god-like judgment based on her "sleeping time". He smiled and said: "It's my little disciple.
If your hands are itchy for a while, give each person a shot of zhenqi. This technique is only effective for those who practice internal martial arts. They will naturally develop resistance. After the zhenqi is removed, they will wake up immediately, and the apprentices can wake up from it.
Time, to determine the strength of the subject. Ha! Unexpectedly, there are unexpected gains."
Mrs. Xiang still smiled charmingly, but Long Ying intuitively felt that she was dubious, but could not find the loopholes in her perfect words.
Mrs. Xiang laughed and scolded: "What unexpected gain? Keiko cared about you and saw that she was sleeping soundly, so she went over to see if anything happened to you, but you caught her alive like a thief. She was infatuated with you, but you just
She wasted her youthful body with massage. Are all men so heartless? She just gave you her precious virginity two days ago, and she got tired of it so quickly."
Her explanation was also flawless. Her behavior of sneaking into Long Ying's bedroom late at night was completely dismissed, and she was even beaten and beaten, so that he could not bring himself to investigate.
Long Ying sighed: "The young disciple must learn from the master, and he can straighten out his mistakes. His grandmother's relationship with the master has been frightening at every step, and she has to deal with the master's charming skills from time to time. Returning to
The family must also be on tenterhooks, wondering whether the master will make him so horny that his true essence will be stolen by the tonic master taught by the master. What’s the point of living like this? It’s better for the apprentice to go back and become a profiteer than to stay.
People are being misled here. As for the so-called mission, please forgive me for being insensitive."
Mrs. Xiang smiled and said, "Are you angry at Master? It's rare for Master to have a proud disciple like you, so how can he be willing to let you go?"
Long Ying looked out the window, took a few glances, then retracted and said, "Isn't this the main road to Khan Fort?"
Mrs. Xiang said: "If you have any dissatisfaction, you can tell the little Khan to your heart's content."
Long Ying muttered: "What I am most dissatisfied about, my disciple, is that the master refuses to donate his body to me, and can only say 'see' to me."
Mrs. Xiang came over and squeezed him tightly, and said with a charming smile: "Aren't you afraid that I will collect your true energy for my master?"
Long Ying quickly leaned over, kissed her red lips, and said happily: "Death under peonies, even a ghost is charming. The master is a stunning beauty in the world, and his skills in bed must be above the level of Jiudan. The apprentice is an expert in flowers."
, the great opportunity is right in front of you, how can you miss it? Ha!"
Mrs. Xiang glanced at him and said angrily: "The more you talk, the more unbearable you become. Not only do you unscrupulously tease my teacher, you are also explicit and wanton. You don't understand the affairs between men and women, so you have to cover it up and be ambiguous to see the true meaning. Oh!"
Long Ying withdrew the elbow that lightly touched her breast and said proudly: "Just touch it and stop it. Is it a subtle message? The master taught the apprentice the technique of seducing girls for several days. If the apprentice can learn and apply it, the master will do it."
It should be a relief.”
Mrs. Xiang's pretty face showed a bright red, which made her even more radiant. Her crescent-like eyebrows were gently gathered together, and her fragrant lips softly said: "What kind of skill is this? As a teacher, you must also be heartbroken.
swing."
Seeing her red glow disappearing quickly, Long Ying knew that she had neutralized the demonic energy that he had sent into her body to cause trouble. He secretly exclaimed, "Master really shouldn't have eliminated this disciple's true energy. Stay here to taste and study it."
, which can greatly enhance the understanding of disciples.”
Mrs. Xiang said softly and charmingly: "Isn't it easy to know the depth of my disciple's mysteries? You can do it with a kiss, or if the master and the disciple go to Wushan together hand in hand, wouldn't it be better to understand each other even more if they are naked?"
Long Ying nodded without hesitation and said: "Master is indeed more knowledgeable than the apprentice, and can also promote feelings. In order to retain strength to cope with the master teaching in bed, master please transfer the six girls immediately. When the apprentice is away, send someone
Come clean and feed the horses so that the young disciple can live a peaceful life."
Mrs. Xiang said softly: "Looking at your pitiful appearance of being scared to death, just do as you wish!" The carriage drove into a spacious road lined with dense trees and was climbing a slope.
Mrs. Xiang leaned close to him, bit his ear and breathed like orchid, and said softly: "I tell the little Khan, except for martial arts, in any aspect, according to common sense, you are not as good as others."
There are two recipients, but I think that if anyone can succeed, that person must be you."
She seemed to have turned into a ball of fire. Even if her will was as strong as fine steel, she was afraid of being unable to withstand the heat and melting. The conversation with the secret girl last night opened his mind and allowed him to better control Mrs. Xiang from the senses.
The art of charm.
The most direct thing is her fragrance, which enters his nostrils with each breath. It is not sporadic or a single smell, but layered together, like the chords of a musical instrument, but the fragrance that comes in now,
It's like a large ensemble with more than two or three instruments, harmoniously and happily.
If Dragon Eagle hadn't been so sharp, it would have been impossible to make such a distinction. As the secret girl said, the smell cannot be described in words, but he experienced the consequences personally, which made his heart sway and almost lost the battle.
Long Ying was greatly touched by the beauty and stimulation, and knew that Mrs. Xiang was counterattacking him. This was the first time that his demon species had competed with a palace-level master of seduction. Since Xiang Yutian had never been close to women in his life, he had nothing to say in this regard, so he
You can only explore on your own.
He intuitively felt that he could not just defend but not attack, so he reached out with his left hand, hugged her soft and elastic waist, kneaded it gently, and praised with "tsk tsk": "Master's waist is really great."
Mrs. Xiang twisted her delicate body as if she was a little ticklish, took a bite from his ear, blew into his ear hole, and said charmingly: "My disciple, you are so naughty!"
Long Ying's whole head was on fire, and now he knew how to regret it. Holding such a beautiful woman with all the beauty, fragrance, and taste in his arms like this was too much for even an eminent monk sitting in meditation. Fortunately, the devil still had a Taoist heart, so he naturally climbed to the top of the mountain.
Feng Zhizhi replied to Qingming and said: "Master, if you want to blame, blame yourself. The disciple has become so lustful. It is the master's fault."
Mrs. Xiang leaned half of her body against him and said with a smile, "Why did Hua Jian Ning'er come to see you yesterday?"
The tone of the chat was ordinary, but it had a kind feeling that penetrated into the heart. It was like a kind mother humming a lullaby in the ears of her newborn. With the firmness of Long Ying's Taoist heart, she felt vague for a while and almost revealed the truth. She screamed secretly.
Help, said: "Master Ning Xiang came to ask me how to make Sichuan dan dan noodles. Do you want me to repeat it to my master?"
Mrs. Xiang couldn't help laughing, glanced at him, and said calmly: "After Hua Jian Ning'er left by boat, less than an hour later, Duke Kuan sent a letter to everyone within a hundred miles of Dongting Lake by flying pigeons.
The Disciplinary Command issued an order to search for Hua Jian Ning'er and ordered her to return to the main altar immediately, perhaps because she knows the secret of making dandan noodles!"
An indescribable feeling surged in Long Ying's heart. Last night, Kuanyu seemed to be standing aside and watching, but secretly he had done so much work. He was really calm. He said: "Master's guess, even if it is not correct, is not far off."
Mrs. Xiang sat upright, and Long Ying took the opportunity to retract her arms around her waist. The sound of flowing river came from below, and the carriage climbed to the highest point of the ramp.
An eight-foot-wide river runs across the front, with large stone bridges spanning it and connecting ramps. The Khan Fort stands majestically on the opposite bank. It is built according to the natural mountain terrain and stretches upward along the steep mountain, like a huge giant dormant in the mountains.
The beast never stops guarding the entire vast area of Kawahara.
Khan Fort is a mixture of a battle fort on the Tubo Plateau and a mountain city in China. It is half the size of the Fengcheng on Erhai Lake in Nanzhao. The towers are up to 30 feet high, stacked one on top of another, forming a strong peripheral defense on the mountainside. The main building is even taller.
It is forty feet high, with a fort gate at the bottom and a broad ramp spiraling up from the stone bridge.
The mountain on which the Khan Fort is built is the head of the mountains that stretch to the left and right, like a screen. The main peak towers above the mountains, so that the Khan Fort is surrounded by wild forests on the mountain peaks. The steep cliffs go straight down to the river beach, and the layers of rock are exposed, which makes the Khan Fort majestic.
It's so steep and steep, and it really has the imposing aura of dominating the earth.
The highest point of the Khan Fort is less than 20 feet away from the peak. It is like the King's Fort in the Windy City. It is a fortress-like building that dominates the top of the mountain city. It stands condescendingly and towers over the golden water, creating a myriad of atmospheres.
The architecture of the Khan Fort is based on more than ten groups of towers, all built with stones and irregularly shaped due to the mountain topography. Between each group of towers there are squares, warehouses, stone roads and low stone roll-type buildings, high and low.
It is low, forming a wonderful scenery, which has become the characteristic of Khan Fort.
As the carriage went down, Long Ying felt a chill in his heart. The only purpose of the Khan Fort's existence was for war. Even if there were endless sources of soldiers and supplies, it would be extremely difficult to capture the Khan Fort before it ran out of food.
Mrs. Xiang's seductive and graceful female voice sounded in his ears, and she said softly: "What do you think, disciple?"
Longying replied: "My mother!"
Mrs. Xiang laughed so hard that her petals trembled wildly, her delicate body trembled constantly next to him, and she gasped: "I will be a mother for the rest of my life! I didn't see the fort, but I can only think of being a master."
Long Ying sighed: "How long does it take and how much manpower and material resources are needed to build this fortress? How is it possible to hide it from the Han people?"
Mrs. Xiang said: "Heyuan District is rich in resources. Of course, we must use local materials. I know that it took twenty years just to find this place."
Long Ying withdrew his gaze and looked towards her. This beauty, who could be called the incarnation of temptation, had brilliant eyes and said with longing, "Outsiders will never be able to understand our efforts."
Long Ying asked seemingly casually: "Who discovered this place?"
Mrs. Xiang looked alert, met his eyes, and said calmly: "Maybe one day, Master will tell you, but not today."
At this moment, Long Ying felt that Mrs. Xiang's attitude towards him had changed slightly. She was no longer taking advantage of loopholes to find loopholes like before, but had an implicit intention to take advantage of it. His opinion did not come from intuition.
, but from her tone, she felt relaxed for the first time.
Mrs. Xiang's transformation represents the transformation of the little Khan Taile Xuyun. Will she become their last hope to win the Pegasus Ranch, as Mrs. Xiang said just now?
The fort gate is open.
Hundreds of cavalry rushed out of the castle and ran down the ramp that was more than a thousand steps long. The chariot immediately moved the carriage aside to make way. Dragon Eagle looked outside and saw the cavalry arriving in neat formation, running across the stone in a blink of an eye.
Qiao is dressed in a blue samurai uniform, equipped with spears, knives and bows and arrows. Just by looking at his physical strength, you can tell that he is a well-trained warrior.
Mrs. Xiang said calmly: "This is the routine drill of the Little Khan's bodyguards every morning." The cavalry swept past like a whirlwind and disappeared in an instant.
Then another team with a similar number of people galloped out of the fort gate and chased the front team. After three groups of people, the carriage continued its journey.
If this is the main force of the Little Khan's personal guards, the number has reached 2,000. According to this estimate, the strength of the Khan Fort alone is between 3,000 and 5,000, which is enough to defend the Khan Fort as solid as an iron cylinder and as impregnable as gold.
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Long Ying smiled and said: "My disciple thought that Master would never tell me any secrets about the main altar."
Mrs. Xiang said with great interest: "Why do you have this illusion?"
Long Ying said solemnly: "Because the master treats the young disciple in a different way. On the surface, he is very protective, but secretly he regards the young disciple as the enemy who killed his father. It is not enough to vent his hatred if he is not put in a place of eternal damnation. This makes the young disciple not know how to sleep with the master."
It's better to get out of bed and have different aspirations. This is what I say from the bottom of my heart, Master, please understand clearly."
When he was halfway through speaking, Mrs. Xiang had already bent over with laughter. She struggled to hold back her laughter and said, "The abominable way you pretend to be serious when you speak is really funny. I wonder if it was an injustice in your previous life that resulted in you having such an unworthy disciple. Do you want Master to do it?"
How can I appease your grievances by offering my ** to you?"
Long Ying stretched himself and leaned against the back of the chair.
The carriage just passed the stone bridge and began to climb the fort.
Mrs. Xiang said angrily: "Speak!"
Long Ying said easily: "Master never means what he says in this regard, and my apprentice also knows that he will not have unrealistic delusions because of this. Ha!"
Mrs. Xiang suddenly turned dignified and calm again, and her ever-changing appearance was the most charming thing about her. Her charming appearance, superior wisdom, and charm were perfectly combined. Who could not fall in love with such a woman?
Mrs. Xiang said nonchalantly: "What did Mr. Kuan say to you last night? Wasn't it just about Dan Dan Noodles?"
Long Ying was secretly confused. Although she said it in a chatty tone, it was actually a questioning of his position. If the answer was not what she expected, it would push him and Mrs. Xiang to the edge of rupture.