Then there was a chaotic sound of the Pili trumpet, mixed with the little girl's screams, and Liu Qingchen lay down again. She was not very confident in the little girl's ability to save herself. Damn, the smell of this fat man is getting stronger and stronger, really
I want to hang out with someone else! (Save it, it’s not just you who vomited that smells bad!)
Riding on Qingchen, a boy on a white horse, with a long silver spear, was like a heavenly soldier descending to earth. He shouted: "Stop! Put down the two girls!"
Liu Qingchen didn't even want to be a nymphomaniac, she didn't have the energy to do so. Why were the people who came to save her all beautiful boys and girls? God, although I am a thousand-year-old nymphomaniac, this is not a beauty pageant.
Pick someone with strong strength and good martial arts skills for me.
However, the boy was obviously better at martial arts than the girl, and he defeated many people. He wielded a long spear, and when he played with it, it was shiny and beautiful. He looked a bit like Changshan Zhao Zilong, but he was just a Zhao Zilong who had not yet started his martial arts.
Naturally, this group of people would not let him go. They just struggled for a while, and two people carried the girl away first. The fat man here was tired, and Liu Qingchen finally got what he wanted.
The ten-year-old man came to carry her. Just in case, they ran in the other direction.
Run, run, run, run...
Liu Qingchen was shaken to pieces, and he was still thinking in his heart, what a person in the martial arts world has experienced. No matter how light his body is, he only weighs seventy or eighty kilograms. He carried most of the bag of flour on his back and ran over a mountain road for more than ten miles.
Without a place to rest, are these still human beings?
Panting...the old man was panting like a bellows and asked: "Is there...someone...chasing...behind...?"
Everyone said: "I don't know."
An Er Lengzi said: "I haven't seen anyone yet."
The old man was so angry that he put Liu Qingchen down and said, "What should I do? I can't bear to carry him all the way."
Er Lengzi said: "I'll appoint you two to carry it. We can't carry it even if we want to."
The old man sighed: "Find someone to do it for you. If you keep carrying it, give me money, and my life will be wasted."
Liu Qingchen didn't even bother to struggle. How could a weak woman have any chance of escaping in the face of a dozen big men? But she was so scared that her heart almost jumped out of her chest. These people dared to fight with Xiang.
King An's escorts took action and snatched her away to see what they were going to do. She could only stand there, looking obedient and dazed, with images but no sound, a bit like a background.
Everyone answered: "Where can I find a means of transportation in this wilderness?"
Er Lengzi said: "The little girl's horse just now was quite good, but I saw Xiaojun took it away."
The old man smiled: "It's him, it's easy to handle." He took out a small black and yellow bamboo whistle from his sleeve, put it in his mouth and blew it hard.
"Beep..." The sound is not loud, but it is extremely high-pitched and gives people a headache.
Sure enough, not long after, a man flew over from another road on a horse. Seeing everyone, he jumped down and asked, "Why are you calling me?"
The old man said: "This young lady is of high status and cannot walk. I want to lend you your horse."
The man said bluntly: "This horse is my new horse. You all saw it with your own eyes. I borrowed it from her for a while. After using it, you have to return it to me."
The crowd said: "After we hand her over to the customer and the money is divided among everyone, who will care about your broken horse?"
Liu Qingchen said weakly at this time: "I can't ride a horse, so you have to hold the rope tightly." She heard from the conversations of these people that although the person in charge wanted her by name, he respected her quite a bit.
, as long as she doesn't act rashly, nothing will be difficult for her. She doesn't want to ride with a man. If that man is King Xiang'an, she can consider it.
She pretended to be frail and sat on the horse delicately. There was a person pulling the horse in front, and there was a person on each side who was ready to support at any time, and four others followed behind. Liu Qingchen didn't even have a chance to escape on the horse.
No.
It was getting dark, and the group finally reached a place where there were people.
The old man confessed: "Miss, don't be afraid. We are just here to invite you to a place as a guest. We don't mean to make things difficult for you. I think you are smart, so tell me clearly. If you resist at all, I will beat you immediately."
I'm faint. I won't give you freedom on the road from now on. If you obey, we will have less to worry about and won't do anything to you, which can be regarded as a sign of virtue."
Liu Qingchen thought to herself: It's a joke to say that you are trying to gain virtue by robbing a common girl while holding an open fire! You are clearly deceiving a little girl who has never left the house. I will agree first, and when I find an opportunity, I will run as far as I can, so that you can
Regret to death. At that moment, Liu Qingchen nodded in agreement, with a melancholy and timid look on his face.
Everyone gathered around a table to eat. Liu Qingchen was also hungry, so he just ate a bowl of green vegetable and egg noodles. Although it was the food from a wild shop, the craftsmanship was pretty good, and the noodles were chewy and tasted good.
A group of people were eating in a hurry. Someone opened the curtain and walked in. The waiter in the shop said politely: "Sir, please come inside."
Liu Qingchen almost laughed when she saw it, it was the little girl with whom she had a special destiny!
At this time, she was wearing a dark green dress, smiling at Liu Qingchen like a tree in the wind.
Shenyi means to hide the body deeply. It is casual clothes for the scholar-bureaucrat class at home and a formal dress for common people. It is suitable for both men and women. Although there are some differences in style and color, it is not enough to distinguish gender by clothes. The main reason is
Hair. Women’s hairstyles mainly expose their hair. They pull their hair into various styles and decorate it. Men basically differentiate themselves by what they wear on their heads. The delicate ones use gauze as thin as cicada wings, and the expensive ones
They are made of gold, pearls, and jade; they are simply made of cloth, linen, etc., and the basic shape is like an ancient woman's heel turned upside down and placed on her head.
The little girl wore a jade crown only for men, a long sword on her waist, and a string of beautiful jade hanging around her neck. She looked neither male nor female. If someone in the pornographic industry saw it, she would be considered a nymphomaniac. Liu Qing
Chen is not a rotten girl, but she is still attracted to her, God Oudi! How did you escape and still have time to save me? You are really better to me than my own mother is to me.
Everyone at the table knew this girl. They stood up and rushed forward to attack her first. They all regarded this girl as their own.
The little girl calmly ducked to the left, revealing a thin and withered little black man from behind.
Everyone was shocked, including Liu Qingchen. They did not expect that China would establish diplomatic relations with Africa in this era.
The little black man held a small bamboo tube to his mouth. Everyone thought he was smoking some kind of alternative pipe. Only Liu Qingchen, who often watched "Exploration", knew that it was a famous poisonous blow needle.
Sure enough, without any sound, the little black man knocked down two of them.
Everyone just suffered an unexpected loss. After reacting, some people rushed forward and blocked their whole bodies with sword flowers, and started fighting with them.
The old man let out a long sigh, winked at a few people, picked up Liu Qingchen and ran out again. Liu Qingchen refused to fight to death this time. He danced with his arms and legs, struggled endlessly, and shouted: "Save me, save me.
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But the old man was really good at lowering his body, and his hands tightly tied Liu Qingchen's legs like ropes, and he ran away like a gust of wind. Liu Qingchen didn't have to struggle anymore, and he sighed deeply, lay down obediently, and closed his eyes.
A drop of tears flowed from my eyes, Oh my god! Oh my earth! Oh my god! Oh my god, my fate of suffering!
When will you let me see the person in charge? When will my wandering around the world end!