"Slave?" Song Qingshu was taken aback, "What the hell?"
Aman explained: "At this time, the rules of our grassland tribes, the captured person becomes the master's slave, must obey the master's words, cannot escape, cannot betray, otherwise he will fall into the fire pit after death, and he will not be able to survive. That person captured me just now and made me swear to be his slave girl, but now you have snatched me back, logically I should be your... slave girl, but we are friends, and you know my relationship with Su Pu , Uncle, can you not want me to be your slave girl?"
Seeing her explaining to himself in a serious manner, Song Qingshu was speechless immediately, this girl was so silly and sweet that it really reached an amazing state: "Are we friends?"
"Ah?" Aman exclaimed, "So you didn't regard me as a friend..." Thinking that the two of them chatted happily before, and I told him what was on my mind, he didn't regard myself as a friend. It was grievance and fear, with a look of tears.
Song Qingshu had a headache for a while: "It's fine, fine, I won't let you be a female slave."
"Really?" Aman was surprised, and his beautiful eyes seemed to be shining.
"Of course it's true." Song Qingshu said as he untied her hands and helped her sit up straight.
"Then are we friends?" Oman blinked and looked back at him.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but said, "Are you so unsuspecting of everyone?"
Aman looked puzzled, apparently not understanding the meaning of his words, subconsciously said: "If I treat people well, they will naturally treat me well, why should we be wary?"
Song Qingshu originally wanted to say something, but seeing her innocent face, he finally gave up: "Okay, stupid people have stupid blessings."
He used super-powerful energy to avoid risks along the way, picked the weak links on the battlefield and slowly moved to the outer layer. Of course, if there were no such big sandstorms that made it impossible to see faces one meter away, he took a I'm afraid the delicate girl can't escape from the battlefield so easily.
Not to mention, holding a soft body in your arms is much more comfortable than touching the hump of a camel. Aman was talking to him at first, but soon a blush rose from his neck.
"Or I'd better go down." Aman said in a low voice.
Song Qingshu replied: "Now do you understand what I just said?"
Aman blushed with embarrassment. Just now, the other party reminded her that if she let go of the incident, she would blame him for deliberately taking advantage of it. As a result, she didn't understand what it meant at the time.
The space between the humps is not that big, two people are squeezed together, they are very close together, even the warmth of each other's skin can be faintly felt, for Oman, this is too close.
"Hold on for a while longer, and I'll let you go when you're completely out of the battlefield." Today's Song Qingshu naturally disdains to take advantage of a little girl, but there's no need to deliberately slow down the schedule by being Liu Xiahui.
O'man glanced back, and could vaguely hear the sound of fighting coming from the wind and sand, so she hummed. Although she was a little uncomfortable, she was by no means the kind of clumsy temper, and knew that she could not lose the big by small things.
After trotting for a while on the camel, Aman suddenly exclaimed: "Sen...forest?"
Following the direction of her finger, Song Qingshu was also a little surprised. How could there be such a large forest in the depths of the desert? Could it be that the previous sandstorm and the chaos caused by the war made everyone reach the edge of the desert before they knew it
At first, I was worried that it was a mirage, but it wasn't until the two of them rushed to the forest that they were sure that they were not dazzled.
"Let's take a rest here first." Song Qingshu got off the camel. The two of them were sitting together in such a small space just now, and the girl's body kept rubbing against his arms. good.
Seeing him take the initiative, Oman secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and hummed: "Okay~"
After fighting in the wind and sand for most of the night, I didn't expect that it was almost dawn at this moment, and I could vaguely see the sunrise in the sky.
Song Qingshu lit a fire, and took out the dry food in the camel's bag and distributed it to Oman. Oman was obviously very hungry, but he still ate slowly, which made him sigh that the beautiful woman even eats so beautifully. .
Maybe it was because she didn't sleep all night, or because she was frightened and hurt her mind. After eating, Aman leaned against a big tree and fell asleep. After Song Qingshu put on a layer of clothes for her, she also began to close her eyes and rest.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a loud noise in the distance, and Song Qingshu and A'man were woken up one after another.
Looking at the clothes on his body, Oman blushed slightly, and said to Song Qingshu, "Thank you."
Song Qingshu nodded, and immediately flew to the top of the tree to look at it for a while before coming down. Aman asked nervously, "Is the enemy chasing you?"
"Enemy? Who do you think is the enemy and who is the friend?" Song Qingshu couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
Aman replied: "Of course the enemy is the one who attacked us last night. Friends, of course it is Su Pu and the others, and of course you, uncle." She wanted to talk about those Mongolians, but for some reason, when she thought of Borhu To belittle her before, it is really impossible to associate them with the word "friends".
"Sometimes seeing may not be believing. Those who attacked us last night may not be enemies, and those who were with us last night may not be friends." Song Qingshu knew that she probably didn't understand, so he changed his words, "It's a group of scattered Mongolians. Bing, probably dozens of people, and Su Pu is also with them."
Wuchen, Wusun and others were all there, but all of them were ashamed. Wuchen's helmet was missing, and the battle robe on his body was stained with blood. I don't know if it was his own or the enemy's. Old Wusun's shoulder was obviously injured by an arrow. , after a rough bandage, the blood still stained the white robe on his body.
As for the other Mongolian soldiers, it was even more miserable, and they almost didn't have broken arms and legs on their bodies. On the contrary, the condition of Su Pu and the others was much better, as if they hadn't experienced many battles. Could it be that the people from the Tie Yan Department really colluded with the Mu Zhuo Lun Department
Aman on the side jumped up happily when he heard the news of his lover: "It's great that Su Pu and the others are fine."
"Hey, is there someone over there?" The movement and the fire here alarmed the Mongolians in the distance, and those people all drew out their scimitars one by one as if they were facing a big enemy.
"They're all our own people." Song Qingshu knew that they were already terrified when they were attacked last night, thinking that there was an ambush here.
Seeing that it was him, Wu Chen couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I was taken aback, I thought I was going to end my life here this time."
The old man Wusun noticed that Aman was with him and seemed to be very familiar with him, so he couldn't help snorting: "Da Zong is really good at oiling the soles of his feet, and he fled to this safe place early."
Before Song Qingshu had time to answer, Wu Chen said first: "Hey, you can't say that, there was so much dust last night, no one can see who is clear, it's normal to be separated, like you and I just reunited. Together."
Song Qingshu nodded secretly, as expected of Princess Yalun's father, he had a bit of a magnanimity: "Are you the only ones left?"
Wu Chen's face was serious: "I am afraid that the other people have been wiped out. These people escaped with great difficulty." In this treasure hunting trip, they did not even touch a hair of the treasure. As a result, the two thousand Mongolian troops all The army was wiped out, and even the chief general Borhu was killed in battle. How could he deal with Da Khan when he went back.
Su Pu, who was at the side, was in a good mood at the moment. He thought that Aman had died, but now the elf-like girl was standing in front of her, and hurried over: "Aman, it's great that you're fine... Huh?" He suddenly Noticing the clothes on his lover, which were other men's clothes, his expression changed drastically.
Aman just said at this time: "Thanks to the uncle, if it weren't for him, I would have been captured by the thieves and taken as a slave girl."