"It can't be saved." Li Zhifeng shook his head slowly: "He Motieer won't let them go, because you Han emperors are very important to the Tartars. You have taken them away a few days ago and brought them to Yanbian City to hand them over. Moran Khan, on the day I arrived in Da'an."
You Miao asked again, "Where are the officials?"
Li Zhifeng narrowed his eyes and thought, You Miao knew that he was a little embarrassed, but this was very important, and it was related to the question of how many people could escape. The Han Chinese who fell into the hands of the Tatars were powerless to resist and would be humiliated to death sooner or later.
"I'll try my best." Li Zhifeng said finally.
You Miao nodded and lay down. The cold wind was howling outside. He shrank in Li Zhifeng's arms and gradually fell asleep.
A few days later, his injuries were completely healed, and he began to think about Li Zhifeng. He knew He Motie'er. But there was still something to hide from him, You Miao. With Li Zhifeng's skill, it is difficult to come in to save people, but he has already found them, so why is it difficult to escape
That's right, Li Zhifeng never mentioned his clansmen. Could it be that the Quanrong people and the Tartars also had some secret discussions? Li Zhifeng chased him all the way here, just to find him, You Miao had no doubts about that. However, his identity may also be very sensitive... After saving himself this time, Li Zhifeng owed him a life, and they paid off.
He doesn't owe him anything anymore. Seriously, he still owes him what he still owes him. Will he go back outside the Great Wall? When You Miao thought of this, her heart clenched, and she felt empty for a while, not knowing what to say.
Li Zhifeng was also very worried, You Miao wanted to ask him several times, but he didn't know where to start. What to ask? Now that the Han Dynasty is gone, no matter what I think of you, you are no longer a slave, can you go back outside the Great Wall freely? Could it be that the only connection between them is the deed of betrayal? No, You Miao never regarded him as a slave at all, and even the deed of prostitution was burned by himself.
In other words, you also saved my life, do neither of us owe anyone? However, over the years, how could it be as simple as a life for a life? If Li Zhifeng saved his life, he would leave You Miao's side, walk away from the Great Wall, and regain his freedom. Then Youmiao would rather die in the Tatar army camp. Going back alive, he would rather choose to die than to lose Li Zhifeng forever.
"Hello." You Miao said.
Li Zhifeng was lying behind him, his brows moved, his shoulders slightly raised, and he looked at him silently.
"Speak." Li Zhifeng said solemnly.
"Nothing." You Miao said.
However, Li Zhifeng had a wrong idea. He put his hand into You Miao's single shirt. You Miao's breathing became rapid. He grabbed Li Zhifeng's broad palm and felt the rough lines in his palm touching the scars and bruises he had just healed. skin. That feeling, half a year after they parted, once again awakened a certain feeling deep in You Miao's heart.
"I miss you." You Miao whispered, then turned around, hugged Li Zhifeng's neck, kissed his lips, and kissed his hot lips, Li Zhifeng's breath became heavy, like a hungry wolf. Press and hold. His avatar was as hard as iron, hot and hard, You Miao reached out to touch it, but Li Zhifeng violently tore his clothes off. Immediately afterwards, he stabbed mercilessly. Li Zhifeng's body had a little synovial fluid oozing out, but there was no lubricating grease. You Miao screamed in pain when he inserted it.
However, Li Zhifeng only had a meal, and then stabbed it deeply. You Miao was in pain, but he was dizzy. He felt Li Zhifeng's arm around him was stronger than ever.
He buried himself on You Miao's shoulder and paused for a moment, took a deep breath, and then fucked him like a torment. You Miao felt that Li Zhifeng's words were even bigger, and he was stabbed in his body in a rampant manner. But the initial pain was gradually replaced by pleasure, Li Zhifeng just pushed a few times, You Miao couldn't stop shaking, and was pushed out.
"I... you wait... Li Zhifeng..." You Miao groaned.
Lips parted, Li Zhifeng glanced at him, his eyes were full of unspoken tenderness, and for some reason, his brows were deeply furrowed and deeply stretched.
"Ah! Stop for a while!" As soon as You Miao finished ejaculating, Li Zhifeng would stop as usual, hug him and kiss for a while, stroking each other's avatars, wait until you have a feeling before doing it, otherwise, as soon as You Miao ejaculates, he will be caught It will be very uncomfortable to continue.
But this time, Li Zhifeng didn't stop and continued to thrust as if ignoring You Miao's feelings. You Miao struggled to beg for mercy, but Li Zhifeng pressed his wrist and sealed his lips.
"Hmm!" You Miao made a painful plea for mercy, but Li Zhifeng didn't stop at all.
A voice suddenly sounded outside the tent, saying a Tatar language, Li Zhifeng immediately covered You Miao's mouth and replied.
You Miao was startled and was immediately frightened.
When the tent was opened, someone laughed and walked in, wanton looking at You Miao lying on the couch and Li Zhifeng lying on top of him. You Miao instantly recognized that it was the Tatar general He Motie'er!
He Motie said: "I was looking for you, so you came?"
An official behind him whispered a few words of Hu Ren, but Li Zhifeng casually flipped his hair and said, "I understand."
You Miao was so nervous that she couldn't help trembling, He Motie said a few more Tatar words, Li Zhifeng nodded slightly, walked away from You Miao, sat carelessly to the side, bare his sturdy chest, and did not avoid it at all. crowd.
The tent was silent, Li Zhifeng looked at You Miao, He Motie laughed again, and said a few words to the people around him. Li Zhifeng raised his hand and gave You Miao a slap. You Miao was beaten so hot that her face was aching.
He Motieer said, "Come to my tent later, just want to ask you a few words."
Li Zhifeng nodded slightly, and He Motieer left.
A long time after He Motie'er left, Li Zhifeng turned around, hugged You Miao and buried him on his shoulders, trembling uncontrollably.
"It doesn't matter... I understand, I understand..." You Miao knew that Li Zhifeng felt uncomfortable. Li Zhifeng would get angry even if Zhao Chao hit him, let alone do it himself
Li Zhifeng closed his eyes and kissed his face.
You Miao said, "Am I going to follow you later?"
Li Zhifeng nodded and said, "No matter what, don't open your mouth."
You Miao hurriedly said, "Okay, I understand."