"Is this the girl who killed my elder brother?" Following the neighing of the horse, a rough male voice sounded from behind Duan Muxi.
The man on horseback is very muscular with a strong back and a full beard, covering his original appearance. This man is Long Wei's cousin Long Kui.
The man standing under the horse heard this and immediately said with fear, "Yes, it's her."
This man was one of the men who had just followed Long Wei in the restaurant. The man lowered his head and did not dare to look at Duan Muxi. Thinking of Long Wei's death just now, his legs felt weak. Originally, He did not dare to come, but the brother who went back with him to report the news was killed by the second young master because he did not dare to identify the murderer. He did not want to die, so he had no choice but to identify the woman.
Long Kui frowned when he heard this and looked at Duan Muxi's slender back with suspicion. He really didn't believe that such a weak woman could kill his elder brother with a chopstick.
Feeling the probing eyes from behind, Duanmuxi frowned slightly, turned around slowly, and raised his eyes to look at the man on horseback.
Seeing the man's appearance, Duanmu Xi couldn't help but twitch his eyes. This man looked too much like Zhang Fei.
Seeing Duan Muxi's exquisite and beautiful little face, Long Kui was stunned. What a beautiful woman, so stunning. Not to mention the eldest brother who values beauty, even he who always regarded women as nothing could not help but be moved. .
Not only Long Kui was dumbfounded, but all the men he brought with him were also dumbfounded. Everyone looked at it dreamily, completely immersed in Duan Muxi's beautiful face, except for the one who stood there. The man under the horse still lowered his head and trembled. Only he knew how skillfully this beautiful woman killed people.
After suppressing his emotions, Long Kui looked at Duan Muxi and said, "Did you kill my eldest brother?" The deep voice was not as rough as before. I don't know why Long Kui deliberately lowered his voice, as if he was afraid of scaring the person opposite him. A beautiful woman descended from a fairy.
Duan Muxi raised his eyebrows when he heard this and said coldly, "Yes, so what? No, so what?"
Looking at Duan Muxi with a cold face, Long Kui narrowed his eyes slightly. This woman was very courageous. It seemed that she could indeed kill the eldest brother. After all, although the eldest brother had a sinister face, he only had the skills of a three-legged cat.
"If yes, come back to my house with me. If no, you have to come back to me as well." There was a hint of lewd smile in the joking voice.
A sneer appeared on Duanmuxi's lips when he heard this. These bullies really had the same virtues. Not wanting to talk nonsense, Duanmuxi directly summoned the silver dagger.
Long Kui looked at the silver dagger in Duan Muxi's hand with interest. Women who knew kung fu were more to his liking, and now the more he looked at her, the more he liked her.
Long Kui looked at Duan Muxi in high spirits, his dark eyes filled with determination to win. He did not call his men, but flew towards Duanmu Xi from his horse himself.
He, Long Kui, is determined to make this woman.
Looking at Long Kui who suddenly flew down, there was no trace of panic in Duan Muxi's deep purple eyes. He tightly grasped the dagger in his hand, waiting for a killing blow.
But just when Long Kui was about to get close to Duan Muxi, a blue light flashed, and without any warning, Long Kui fell to the ground, and the crimson blood on his forehead spurted out like a small fountain, flowing directly into those eyes that never closed. In his eyes, Long Kui couldn't understand how he died until he died.
Looking at Long Kui who suddenly fell to the ground, Duan Muxi was stunned for a moment, then thought of something and felt happy in his heart.
Seeing that Long Kui was dead, all his men fled in a hurry, especially the man who had identified Duan Muxi before. He seemed to have a motor under his feet and ran very fast.
"Leave no one behind." A voice as cold as frost came from the sky, as if it was carrying a layer of fire and burned half of the city directly.
Following the sound of ice and fire, a blue giant sword flew toward those who were hurriedly fleeing with a "swish". Everywhere the giant sword passed was littered with corpses.
There were screams one after another, and it wasn't until the man running at the front fell to the ground that the Sky-Slaying Sword flew back to Xuanyuan Mo.
Seeing Xuanyuan Mo, Duan Muxi immediately threw herself into his arms happily, "Axue!"
The words that I originally wanted to accuse were instantly extinguished by the soft voice. Xue reached out and hugged the person in her arms tightly, breathing deeply in her unique fragrance.
Looking at the two people hugging each other, the Sky-Slaying Sword automatically flew back to Xuanyuan Mo's mental space.
"Axue, I miss you so much." Feeling Xuanyuan Mo's warm embrace, Duanmu Xi rubbed it gently, feeling that with Axue here, there was no need to be afraid even if the sky fell.
Listening to Duan Muxi's gentle murmur, Xuanyuan Mo's lips slightly raised unconsciously, and he lowered his eyes to look at the little head in his arms, with a doting look on his face, "Is this the reason why you ran away from home? "
Duanmuxi bit her lip guiltily after hearing this, "That's right." To be honest, if they were really separated for a month, she would definitely miss him very much.
The smile on Xuanyuan Mo's lips widened when he heard this. It was obvious that Duan Muxi's words pleased him. He stretched out his hand to pick up Duan Muxi and walked towards the Baolingma with its head down and grazing next to it.
Duan Muxi reached out and hooked Xuanyuan Mo's neck, obediently letting Xuanyuan Mo hold him.
Xuanyuan Mo put Duan Muxi on the horse, and then jumped up himself.
"Where are we going?" Duan Muxi lazily leaned into Xuanyuan Mo's arms, playing with his long hair.
Hearing this, Xuanyuan Mo lowered his head and nibbled on Duanmu Xi's earlobe as if punishing, "This is a question knowingly." Where else to go, of course to Xuanwu, there is no way he could send her back now.
Duan Muxi's face turned red due to Xuanyuan Mo's sudden move. She raised her eyes, hugged Xuanyuan Mo's neck and kissed him on the face.
Xuanyuan Mo raised a smile on his lips, raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this a reward?"
When Duanmuxi heard this, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, she curled her lips and said, "That's right."
A smile flashed across Xuanyuan Mo's eyes when he heard this, and he said jokingly, "Not enough."
Hearing this, Duan Muxi rolled her eyes slightly, bit her lip, and finally turned around with a brave face, and took the initiative to offer her red lips.
Xuanyuan Mo did not take the initiative to accept Duan Muxi's kiss, but instead enjoyed Duan Muxi's rare initiative with a joking expression. In order to make Duan Muxi's movements more comfortable, Xuanyuan Mo directly picked up Duan Muxi and let her sit on him. On oneself.
Duan Muxi wrapped her legs around Xuanyuan Mo's waist, hooked her hands around his neck, pressed her bright red lips tightly against his thin lips, and spared no effort to entangle his long tongue with her small lilac tongue.
Under Duan Muxi's extremely passionate offensive, Xuanyuan Mo was finally defeated and hurriedly took over Duan Muxi's actions, kissing her with the same passion and wildness.
Gradually, the atmosphere between the two of them became more and more irregular, but the big belly between them reminded them all the time that what they wanted to do was not allowed now.
After a long time, Xuanyuan Mo reluctantly let go of Duanmuxi's red lips, pressed them against Duanmuxi's forehead, panted heavily, and after a long while, he said, "It's still not enough."
Looking at the shy Duan Muxi, Xuanyuan Mo's lower abdomen tightened again, and he leaned over and whispered something in her ear, making Duanmuxi's face turn red again.
Seeing Duan Muxi agree, Xuanyuan Mo's eyes burned with desire even more intensely, so he stopped riding, picked up Duan Muxi and flew towards Minzhou City.
After entering the city, Duan Muxi asked Xuanyuan Mo to go directly to the restaurant where she had eaten before. Because the owner of the restaurant left in a hurry, most of the things in the restaurant were not taken away.
Without bothering to light the lamp, Xuanyuan Mo directly carried Duan Muxi into a sky-sized room on the second floor.
As soon as he entered the room, Xuanyuan Mo pressed Duan Muxi under him in a hurry.
The night was very long, and the passion in the room continued to unfold, so shamefully that the moon outside hid in the clouds.
In the military camp at the northwest junction.
Chen'er waited behind the tent for a long time but no one brought him steamed buns. He couldn't help but feel a little worried. He was not worried that the man had eaten the steamed buns by himself, but that he was discovered or had starved to death.
That night, Chen'er spent the night hungry and anxious.
Early the next morning, Zhuge entered Chen'er's camp before dawn.
Seeing Zhuge Weiming, Chen'er opened his eyelids and closed them again. Although he acted very calmly, only he knew how nervous he was at this moment. He didn't know why, maybe because the person yesterday was not there. Come, that's why he was so uneasy when he saw Zhuge Weiming today.
Looking at Chen'er who ignored him again, Zhuge Weiming raised a sneer on his lips. He wanted to see if he could still be so calm after a while.
"Come here, serve breakfast to the Emperor."
When Chen'er heard this, he opened his eyes quickly, his dark eyes full of doubts. He would be so kind to let him eat, and he wouldn't believe it even if he beat him to death.
The soldiers outside heard the order and immediately came in carrying a tray.
The soldier walked up to Chen'er and bowed slightly, "Your Majesty, please have a meal."
Chen'er looked at the two dirty white steamed buns on the tray, her face instantly turned pale, and her hands subconsciously clenched into fists.
Looking at Chen'er's pale face, Zhuge Weiming raised a sarcastic smile on his lips, "How about it, do you like breakfast? Uncle didn't know that Chen'er likes to eat this kind of soil-stained steamed buns."
Zhuge Weiming said and knocked over the tray in the soldier's hand. The white-faced steamed buns instantly fell to the ground and were stained with soil again. However, Zhuge Weiming felt that it was not enough, so he stretched out his feet and crushed the two white-faced steamed buns hard.
Looking at the white-faced steamed buns crushed into pieces on the ground, Zhuge Weiming felt relieved a lot. He raised his eyes to look at Chen'er and said with a strange tone, "I didn't expect that there are still loyal people in this military camp who would rather me." If you don’t want to eat, come and give food to your down-and-out emperor.”
Upon hearing this, Chen'er's clear eyes flashed with deep anger, and her hands clenched and then clenched unconsciously, "What did you do to him?"
Zhuge Weiming snorted coldly when he heard this, and shouted outside again, "Here comes someone."