On the deserted grassland, Zhu Daguan was convinced, and he served Miss Zhan like he was serving Lafayette. Zhu Tianjiang originally wanted to rest his hip bones that were about to be knocked apart, but this time it was better, except
My whole body hurts except my hip bone.
Zhu Tianjiang had no choice but to draw a sketch for the forced confession of the spirit. However, if it were made according to his sketch, it would be strange if it was not blasted and bored after three shots.
Zhu Tianjiang picked up a pile of hay and bush sticks and roasted a rabbit that had been shot by a ghost. Smelling the alluring aroma, Zhu Daguan regretted that he had not brought some numbness with him, otherwise he would have to put this smelly girl on the spot.
The Fa cannot be rectified.
"Sister, the rabbit is ready, should I bring it to you or you should come and eat it." Zhu Tianjiang showed off the skills he had developed in a brothel and said flatteringly.
"Who is your eldest sister?" Zhan Ling sat on the carpet and glared.
"Oh, eldest sister!"
"Am I that old?"
"Then, what should I call you?" Zhu Tianjiang said to himself, "You are such a damned girl, you are quite difficult to take care of."
"Just call me by my name." Zhan Ling said, stood up and walked over.
Zhu Tianjiang's whole body ached from being kicked, so he stood up and stretched. There were salt and pancakes in Zhan Ling's horse bag, and the two of them had a delicious meal with the tempting rabbit meat.
The two chased each other all afternoon, and the sky gradually darkened. Zhan Ling wanted to urge Zhu Tianjiang to go on his way, but Zhu Daguan refused to leave. This was not Zhu Tianjiang cheating, but as soon as his buttocks sat on the saddle, he
The pain was like a pinprick. Based on the memory of his previous life, Zhu Tianjiang knew that it was an injury to the sciatic nerve.
Zhan Ling had no choice but to spend the night on this deserted grassland. Although the Uzbek tribe is a horse race, they have their own fixed gathering place. Zhan Ling has never been alone with a grown man.
Spend the night outside. The spirit divination is not afraid of gossip. The prairie tribes pay attention to procreation and fertility. Compared with the Dafeng Dynasty, things between men and women are relatively open. But the spirit divination is a girl after all, and she can’t ride on a horse.
She was still very scared to let her sleep alone on the grassland where wild beasts were infested. Especially since Zhu Tianjiang was like a waste in the eyes of Zhan Ling and could not protect her at all.
Zhu Tianjiang cut down some low shrubs, gathered a lot of hay and lit a few bonfires, so as to keep warm and prevent wolves from infesting. Watching Zhu Daguan flexing his legs and busying around, he also put two
The felt blankets were set up one by one, and Zhan Ling felt a little sorry. The night in the grassland was very cold, and the dew was quite heavy. Zhu Tianjiang put up his own felt blankets to block the dew, which made Zhan Ling feel that this bad guy was quite considerate.
of.
"Zhu Tianjiang, you put up the carpet to block the dew, what do you do?" Zhan Ling asked with concern for the first time.
Zhu Tianjiang was stunned, "What should we do? We both have to sleep under the blanket, otherwise we will freeze to death."
When Zhan Ling heard this, his pretty face turned red, "Get out! If you dare to get under the rug today, I will kill you." Zhan Lingxin said that this small rug only has a small area.
If two people sleep together, they must not lean against each other.
"Hey~ You don't want me to die here. We don't do that. Although I have detained you for a few days, I still respect you in my conscience. If you are good, you will repay kindness with hatred.
Besides, I have beaten you and scolded you, what else do you want? I warn you, stinky girl, if I die here, my master will not be able to spare you, and neither will my brothers. You Uzbek people will just wait.
I am the cavalry of the Dafeng Dynasty." Zhu Tianjiang became angry and became tough.
Zhan Ling's face turned cold, and he reached out and took the riding whip in his hand, "How dare you say another word."
"A man is a great man. Scholars cannot be killed or humiliated. Then I will say one more thing~I know I was wrong. Please don't do anything~Can we have a literary fight?" Zhu Tianjiang's straight body immediately bent down. As the saying goes, okay
If a man doesn't fight with a woman, there's no harm in letting her do it.
Zhan Ling burst into laughter and said, "What a real man, I think you are just a softie."
"I said divination, that's your fault. Egg~ This thing is only found in males. You, a big girl, said this~ uh~ I won't say it anymore." Zhu Tianjiang saw Zhan Ling holding up his hand.
Horsewhip, shut your mouth quickly.
Zhan Ling took off the saddle and used it as a pillow, leaning under the felt blanket. Zhu Daguan was sitting next to the bonfire, not to mention how depressed he felt.
Zhu Tianjiang looked up at the moonlight and sang in a slightly hoarse and rich bass, "The beautiful night is so quiet. Only the sound of my piano is left on the grassland."
Zhan Ling's heart moved when he heard it, and he was attracted by Zhu Tianjiang's beautiful melody. As Zhu Daguanren sang "Prairie Night", Zhan Ling's fingers also beat the beat. From the heart, Zhu Tianjiang's
Talent and learning really moved Zhan Ling. She was angry at Zhu Tianjiang just because Zhu Tianjiang defeated her 30,000 army. Regardless of this reason, Zhan Ling felt that Zhu Tianjiang was as good as her brother in talent and learning.
.Of course, Zhu Tianjiang is still a softie in terms of heroic spirit.
"Zhu Tianjiang, I don't think you should be a general on the battlefield. With your talents and learning, you should be an outstanding scholar. My master once said that there were many refined people in the Dafeng Dynasty, especially in the Shutian area, where they often held
Poetry Contest." Zhan Ling sat up and looked into the distance, talking in a trance.
"Soul divination, it seems ### Uncle Master not only taught you martial arts, but also educated you in Dafeng's poetry and culture."
When mentioning the master, Zhan Ling nodded silently. In her heart, apart from her brother, the master was even closer than the parents who gave birth to her.
"Since I was a child, I have longed for the land of plenty and plenty that Master said. I'm afraid I will never see that kind of place in my life." Zhan Ling hugged his legs and looked lost.
Under the moonlight, Zhu Tianjiang looked a little dazed. The spirit divination and the grassland were a perfect picture. Zhu Tianjiang wanted to go over and sit close together, but he was afraid of the feeling of being whipped by the riding crop.
Zhu Daguan's heart moved, "Sister Ling, sitting here is boring anyway, let me tell you a few stories."
This sister Ling's shout was quite affectionate, and Zhu Tianjiang was ready to run away at any time. But strangely, Zhan Ling didn't show any dissatisfaction.
When Zhu Daguan saw that there was a door, he said to himself that as long as you let me open my mouth, I would not be afraid of not being able to enter your small tent. Zhu Daguan began to tell the story in an emotional voice. He used this technique of deceiving the little girl very skillfully, and his voice was filled with yin and yang.
Very attractive. However, all Zhu Tianjiang told were frightening stories such as "midnight terrors" and "venomous snakes in the dark night".
Zhan Ling was attracted by the storyline from the beginning, but the more he listened, the more he felt tight all over. He wanted Zhu Tianjiang to shut up, but due to the wonderful content and the poor protagonist in the story, Zhan Ling wanted to continue listening.
After hearing this, Zhan Ling hugged his arms tightly in fear. Hearing several nightingales chirping in the distance, Zhan Ling finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Zhu~Zhu Tianjiang, you~you better sit in. However, you are not allowed to lie down." Zhan Ling didn't look at the countless people killed on the battlefield. After all, she was a girl. With the fear in her heart, she couldn't help but have someone to rely on.
When Zhu Daguan saw that the conspiracy had succeeded, he hurriedly ran under the carpet. The two of them were close to each other. Zhan Ling frowned slightly and couldn't help but regret it. But since he let people in, he didn't want to
I have the nerve to kick him out again.
"Sister Ling, if you think this story is unpleasant, I'll tell you something pleasant." Zhu Tianjiang said with a wicked smile.
"That's right, I think you have the intention to talk about these things in the middle of the night. Hurry up and change. If this girl is unhappy tonight, see how I deal with you." Zhan Lingjiao glared angrily.
Zhu Daguanren chuckled and began to tell about the love tragedy and comedy of Aunt Qiong Yao. Of course, Zhu Daguanren just changed the plot to ancient times. The spirit divination was infected by the plot of the story, and unconsciously, it leaned against Zhu Tianjiang's hand in a daze.
On the shoulder. Zhu Daguan also put a sinful arm around Zhan Ling's waist.
Just as the song goes, the nights on the grassland are so quiet~. The psychic’s mind has been taken into another world, full of beautiful longings. In so many years, no one has ever told her such a wonderful story. The psychic
His heart was gradually opened by Zhu Tianjiang.
Everything went so naturally. The two of them were tired from sitting and lay flat on the carpet. The cold wind blew, and the spirit diviner subconsciously hid in Zhu Tianjiang's arms in the mist. When Zhu Daguan saw that he was so proactive, he
What are you waiting for? He turned over and pressed on Zhan Ling, lowered his head and kissed her.
Zhan Ling's body stiffened suddenly. At this moment, her strength seemed to have been drained by Zhu Tianjiang. She wanted to resist, but she couldn't push Zhu Tianjiang away from her.
Zhu Tianjiang's sinful hands wandered over Zhan Ling's body. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely before helping Zhan Ling undress and take off his belt. He knew that when dealing with a girl like this, he had to strike while the iron is hot. He might react early tomorrow morning and be able to kill her.
Castrated.
Zhan Ling closed her eyes tightly as she gasped. At this moment, it was as if the cold wind on the grassland could not blow away the heat from her body.
Zhu Daguanren was busy picking up girls on the grassland, while his master Lin Feng and his spiritual brother Zhan Han rushed to Wumu Ya without stopping. Without Zhu Tianjiang as a big burden, the few people went very fast and arrived at Wumu Ya in the early morning of the next day.
Ya.
Four iron guards stood guard under the cliff. Lin Feng and Zhan Khan used their kung fu to climb to the top of the mountain in less than an hour. This place was the place designated by Gong Liuqi during his lifetime. Firstly, the terrain was dangerous and no one would bother him. Secondly,
Coming here is the highest point of the Uzbek people. Gong Liuqi asked Zhan Khan to bury himself here, and also wanted to look at his hometown of Dafeng Dynasty from a distance.
Zhan Khan took out the sacrifices, lit incense and paid homage to his master. Then he opened the tomb and took out a stone box made by his master during his lifetime.
"Uncle, this is my master's relic. He warned us brothers and sisters back then that he would open it after he has the ability to resist Dafeng. I Zhanhan thinks that I have this ability now. Even if my master is not Gong Liuqi,
The younger generation will also follow his old man’s teachings and call you uncle." Zhanhan said, placing the stone box on the rock.
Lin Feng looked at the stone box, with a rusty copper lock hanging on it. Lin Feng nodded, stretched out two fingers and twisted, and the copper lock snapped.
As soon as the stone box was opened, the first thing that caught Lin Feng's eyes were two tokens. On one side of the tokens, a colorful tiger was carved, and on the other side, a fiery red bird was carved.
Lin Feng's eyes were a little moist. Under the token was a stack of letters written on parchment paper. Seeing the writing on it, Lin Feng took two steps back and shouted loudly facing the tombstone.
"Second brother! The eldest brother is here to see you!" Lin Feng shouted, knelt down on one knee and slowly worshiped.
At this moment, Zhan Khan also confirmed the true identity of the master. It seemed that the master was indeed the former second-in-command at Niangan in Dafeng Dynasty.
After Lin Feng said goodbye, he quickly took out the letter and read it carefully. Zhan Khan looked at the contents. Although he didn't understand some parts, Zhan Khan finally understood why the master gave him the ability to fight against Dafeng before opening the relic.
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Lin Feng frowned and his body trembled slightly. The secret that had been buried for nearly twenty years was finally revealed. Lin Feng did not expect that he was the one who leaked the whereabouts behind the scenes and caused the death of the two good brothers!