"No, it's dangerous! Let go! ”

Ouyang Rong shouted loudly, his eyes surging with anxiety.

The mountains and forests are densely foliage, and the golden sunlight shines directly on the face, making people unable to open their eyes.

Ouyang Rongxing's eyes were round, he must look at her well, he must look at her well!

I don't know where the strength of that delicate body comes from, Meng Qiao hugged his wrists tightly with both hands, and his sweaty face turned pale.

Meng Qiao bit his lip tightly and shook his head again and again, about to cry!

"Miss Meng!"

Xiao Tingxuan's feelings were out of control, his thin body knelt on the ground, his body was uncontrollable, and a deep mark was drawn on the land on the edge of the cliff, and he was about to fall.

A gust of wind blew through the forest, blowing the broken hair on the side of his face and flying, and his body was shaky.

The man grabbed her calf with one hand, and suddenly a wave of disgust sprouted from his heart, Meng Qiao cursed in his heart, and still put aside the idea of throwing her foot away.

After all, she is still holding the prince in her hand, and if she is negligent, her life is at stake!

"Lord Wang, I won't let go."

Large tears crackled down her smooth little face, staining her clothes.

Suddenly, the big sweaty hand slipped from her hand a little more, and Meng Qiao screamed, unable to do anything!

"Brother Lin, Brother Lin!"

The trembling voice was accompanied by a thick cry, and the hearts of those who listened were broken.

The black-clothed man standing behind him was holding a long sword, standing honestly aside, unthinking that the general and King Wei Guorong were still rivals.

"Miss Meng, don't be afraid, I will definitely pull you up!" Xiao Tingxuan comforted softly, and was already scared into a cold sweat.

From acquaintance to good feeling, a qiē and a qiē picture flashed in front of him, and the man's eyes were foggy.

After so many years of fighting on the battlefield, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, he never felt what it was like to be afraid, and today he is afraid!

"Please, you help me pull the prince up."

Meng Qiaojiao snorted, whether it hurt or not, and grabbed Ouyang Rong's hand.

With a thick cry between the words, the tears in his eyes blocked his vision, Meng Qiao kept shaking his head, and the tip of his heart seemed to be hanging with a knife!

"Don't ask him!"

The corners of the man's forehead were wet with sweat, and the beads of sweat that fell down were obsessed with his eyes.

Ouyang Rong's voice was a little hoarse, and his straight and slender thighs tried to kick onto the edge of the cliff, and even the people above him were shaky.

Ouyang Rong took a deep breath and didn't dare to act rashly!

"Impossible!"

The roar was deafening, Xiao Tingxuan's starry eyes were round, and he wanted him to save Ouyang Rong? This is the most untouchable bottom line.

"You help him up, and I'll go with you when you help him come up."

Meng Qiao bit his lip, his arm was already unconscious.

The eyes full of tears were closed, and the weak body trembled from exertion.

Xiao Tingxuan was shocked, and before he could speak, Ouyang Rong suddenly hooked the corners of his lips and sneered.

"Lord Wang!"

His wrist was forcibly broken, his palm slipped, and his handsome face became less and less clear in front of him, and he fell off the cliff alive.

The delicate body shook, Xiao Tingxuan was shocked into a cold sweat, and immediately grabbed her!

"Miss Meng, this cliff, falling down to pieces, Ouyang Rong will not live."

Afraid that she would be angry, the man forcibly suppressed the arrogant smile.

It was a bit of a surprise that he had waited too long for this day, and it was still a little surprising that it was as he wished so soon.

The white teeth were against the lower lip, Meng Qiao kept sobbing, his body shrugged one after another, the hairband on his head was scattered because of the struggle, three thousand strands of hair fluttered with the breeze, a few strands of silky hair were close to his cheeks, and the crying pear blossoms brought rain.

The black-clad killers standing on the side were full of amazement, if this woman was not the general's beloved, they would definitely rush forward to try it.

"Shut up!"

The weak body was pulled to a safe place by him, and Meng Qiao slapped it back, crisp and loud!

"Come with me, go to Song Kingdom, and I will give you a happy life."

Xiao Tingxuan held her shoulder, his eyes full of essence.

Seeing this delicate person, it always makes people feel like they want to take it for themselves and devour it alive.

"Despicable villain! It's like I've never known you. ”

Meng Qiao got up suddenly, but he pressed his shoulders again.

The man is condescending, with the posture of a winner who is king, and this is his beloved trophy.

"Despicable? In terms of despicability, I am far worse than that Ouyang Rong. ”

"If you don't have the right heart, you will never be able to compare to him."

Meng Qiao gritted his silver teeth and clenched his fists into a punch.

After a burst of punches and kicks, the soft and weak body was overwhelmed, Meng Qiao gasped for breath and glared at him with red eyes.

The brittle lotus root arm was suddenly caught, and Meng Qiao almost fell into his arms.

"Do you want to avenge him? I don't like to hear anyone I'm inferior to the least. ”

Meng Qiao bit his lip, and his clear eyes suddenly softened a lot.

"The prince is very good to me, can you?"

Xiao Tingxuan was overjoyed, a woman is a woman after all, hahaha!

"Of course!" The man's answer was very simple.

"Okay, I'll go with you."

Meng Qiao raised his hand to wipe the tears from his cheeks and nodded fiercely.

"Great!"

The man was about to touch her hand, but she dodged away.

It always takes time to get acquainted, and it's not just her person who wants it, but also her heart.

Xiao Tingxuan was relieved a lot, so as not to have too many dreams at night, and took the lead in front.

"Miss Meng!"

The person who was following closely behind suddenly flashed, Xiao Tingxuan was shocked, and his heart was about to jump to his throat.

The big broad hand grabbed it, but only touched the air.

The man threw himself on his knees on the edge of the cliff, his eyes scarlet, and he cried bitterly.

"Go! Go down and find out! ”

"Yes."

The black-clad killers tied one end of the hemp rope to the nearest tree, and the other end to their waists, tentatively trying to fall.

The palms of the hands with thick calluses were all ground and bloody, and one went down and one disappeared, and one went down and one disappeared, and there was no news at all.

"Hmm."

In a daze, there was a chill on the skin, as if someone had lifted the slender waist and untied the belt.

Meng Qiao snorted uncomfortably and slowly lifted his heavy eyelids.

A handsome face enlarged in front of his eyes, and Meng Qiao shook his head vigorously.

"Ahh You! ”

Meng Qiao exclaimed, his arm supported his aching body, and he raised his hand to poke his face.

"Gollum."

The man's Adam's apple rolled and he swallowed.

When I looked at him, her clothes were wide open, revealing her bikini.

The body is wet, like the chilled sweet fruit, tempting to salivate.

Ouyang Rong's eyes were hot, and his breathing gradually became heavier.

"Don't look at me!"

Meng Qiao grabbed the wet clothes on his body and stepped back, under him was a large solid wood bed, the furnishings in the room were simple and clean, and his watery eyes fell on the man next to him again, like a little baby who had just recognized people, and looked at it carefully.

Meng Qiao rubbed his eyes, but his slightly cool little hand was held tightly.

"Don't rub it again, it will take you to rub it again."

"Lord Wang, it's really you! We're really not dead? ”

Meng Qiao clutched his shirt with one hand, got up excitedly, and half-knelt on the bed.

"This king can't die, and he can't let you be widowed."

With the long arm stretched, he lightly incorporated the delicate body into his arms, as if it was made in heaven.

"Lord Wang, let go of me!"

Disheveled, the hand that grabbed the placket of the shirt happened to be between the two, Meng Qiao struggled dishonestly, but he couldn't break free.

"Now that your mouth is hard, it's so hard to say that you like it, and you're not afraid of death, what are you afraid of?"

Meng Qiao tugged at the placket of his wet clothes, gave him a fierce look, and jumped off the bed barefoot.

"You'll never be able to beat him."

The man's clothes have not been changed, and they are tightly attached to the tight texture, and everything that should be seen and what should not be seen is clear at a glance.

"How did you hear that?" Meng Qiao tugged at his clothes and turned around excitedly.

"You're stepping on a cliff right now."

"What?"

The moist little mouth opened slightly in surprise, Ouyang Rong's lower abdomen tightened, and he couldn't wait to hold it tightly in his arms and pet it fiercely.

"I ordered someone to dig here last month, but unfortunately it hasn't been finished yet. It's not far from here, and we just fell into the pool when we fell, and we picked up a life. ”

Sheer cliffs?

Meng Qiao bit his lip, he didn't dare to run around, sweat was dripping!

"So you heard what it said."

There was an intoxicating smile on his handsome face, and it was needless to say that he knew the answer.

"I, I was mad at him on purpose."

Ouyang Rong couldn't cry or laugh, all because she was shy.

"Let's get dressed."

The well-proportioned and slender finger glanced at the clothes on the bed, remembered the situation when he had just woken up, and shrunk his neck, a little afraid.

"I'm not cold, no need."

"It's not much different from when you're like this and not at all."

The thin fabric clings to the body and depicts the bewitching curves vividly.

Meng Qiao turned around with a red face, "You scoundrel!" ”

The man glanced at her and walked past her, unintentionally or unintentionally, and his shoulder rubbed against her shoulder.

There was a buzzing sound in his ears, and Ouyang Rong had already walked out and closed the stone door.

The wet clothes on his body were indeed uncomfortable, and while he was leaving, Meng Qiao jumped on the bed, pulled up the curtain, and grabbed the clean clothes he had prepared to change into.

The clothes seemed to be kept here by him, with no belly pockets or trousers, and they were empty.

Meng Qiao bit his lip and pulled up the long sleeves and trouser legs.

"Lord Wang, let's go home."

Meng Qiao stood barefoot next to the stone door, his smooth and white fingers tapping.

"You and I are going to stay here for a few days."

I didn't see where the mechanism was, and as soon as the words fell, the stone door was automatically pushed open.

"Why?" The little red face collapsed.

"You'll find out when you get out."

She is not small, but she looks extremely petite in his clothes.

Ouyang Rong's throat rolled, staring at the thin body in front of him stupidly.

Xu felt cold, his toes like white jade beads curled up slightly, and one little foot stepped on the other, and his soft and translucent appearance was like a delicate pastry.

"Ahh What are you doing! ”

His feet suddenly flew into the air, and Meng Qiao screamed in surprise and grabbed the hem of his clothes.

Yadi, I don't have anything to wear in it!

"Phew!"

The man suddenly gasped and threw the man onto the bed.

"You, what's wrong with you?"

Meng Qiao was half-kneeling on the bed, his long hair wrapped around his body like clothes, and he didn't know if it was because his hair was too thick or his body was too thin.

"It's fine."

Ouyang Rong's eyebrows stretched, and his face immediately remained as usual.

"Yikes! It bleeds. ”

Meng Qiao bit his lip and opened his sleeve coldly, although the wound was not big, but the man's skin was fair, and it looked a little scary with such a lining.

"Is there any medicine here?"

"Xue Qian should have prepared some."

When this place was first built, Xue Qian and the others just brought some food casually, not necessarily a lot, but it should be complete.

The man didn't think so, if it weren't for her desperate tearing just now, she wouldn't have felt much pain.

The bloody battlefield is much more cruel than this.

Meng Qiao got out of bed and put on his shoes, as if he were putting on slippers.

After sweeping around, he finally found a few delicate small boxes, Meng Qiao sniffed them one by one, and took one back.

The condition was simple, and the wound was simply cleaned, Meng Qiao bit his lip and rubbed the ointment he found.

Bai Yuxian's fingers were like a magic elixir, and a tingling sensation spread from the injury to his whole body, and Ouyang Rong couldn't help but gasp.

The big watery eyes flickered twice, thinking that he had accidentally hurt him, Meng Qiao carefully slowed down his strength, and after treating the wound, his head was covered with sweat.

It was getting late outside, and it was even darker inside, so Meng Qiao wiped his sweat and sat on the bed with his knees crossed, bored.

"Gollum." The quiet is broken by a not-so-harmonious tone.

"Hungry?"

The lonely Five Organs Temple was noisy with gongs and drums, and Meng Qiao nodded fiercely.

I've eaten a lot of things, but I'm hungry now, isn't that adding to the chaos?

"I'll look for it."

Ouyang Rong stared at her with concern, more anxious than if he couldn't eat.

After a short time, the man returned with a paper bag.

The more he felt that it reached his mouth, the more hungry he felt, Meng Qiao swallowed his saliva, opened it excitedly, and found that there were several large pieces of air-dried beef inside.

The ruddy little mouth opened slightly, revealing white teeth, and he was about to bite into it but stopped moving.

"Lord Wang, you eat too."

The tender little hand held the beef jerky and handed it to his mouth.

A warm current spreads from the heart, and it tastes better than the real taste of eating.

"I don't eat it, you can eat it."

Meng Qiao pursed his lips, feeling that something was not quite right.

"Lord Wang, don't we have anything to eat?"

"This time, I only cared about luring him here, but I forgot that there were no rations saved here, and it seems that I have to change my plan."

"Let's divide the food, and no one will go hungry."

Eat some jerky and drink some water, in fact, you can't starve to death.

"I'm a martial arts practitioner, it's okay if I don't eat, be obedient, eat quickly."

The scorching big palm touched the smooth hair, and Meng Qiao shrunk his neck, still feeling embarrassed.

The braided teeth bit tentatively, as if she had tasted the sweetness, and gnawed one bite after another, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and she felt very satisfied just by watching her eat.

"Lord, is there only this one bed here?"

After gnawing some bites, his stomach was already at the bottom, and Meng Qiao bit it in small bites, and he was not so anxious to eat.

"Yes."

The man answered, a wicked smile stretching across his lips.

The watery eyes were round, the white and tender cheeks were bulging, and he suddenly felt worried about his safety.

It was getting late, and on the cliff, Xiao Tingxuan was still half-kneeling on the ground.

"Master, there is no news from the brothers who went down, I'm afraid there will be more than one luck."

There were only four black-clothed killers left behind Xiao Tingxuan, and the cool breeze in the forest was blowing, making people feel terrified.

One of them walked up to him and clenched his fist, it was not a way to find it and wait like this, and it would be bad if he was discovered by the Wei people.

"Spread the news that Ouyang Rong was dead, and flew a pigeon back to the Song Kingdom overnight, telling the truth to the emperor."

Xiao Tingxuan's eyes were red and swollen, his legs and feet were numb, and he slowly stood up from the edge of the cliff, and almost fell down, but fortunately, the subordinates around him supported him in time.

"Yes!"

The black-clothed killer clenched his fists to lead his life, stretched out his hand quickly, and quickly disappeared into the night.

The news spread quickly enough, and by the time, the Wei Imperial Palace had already received the news.

"How could Ouyang Rong die?"

Wei Ling had already fallen asleep, and when he heard such news, he instantly fell asleep.

I wanted to get rid of him, but I didn't use it myself.

This person should be removed, but I heard that he was not in his heart but empty, after all, after getting along for so long, no matter how deep or shallow, there is a dependence and brotherhood in his heart after all.

"Back to the emperor, it is said that Prince Rong went out of the house with a family member, met someone from the Song Kingdom on the way, fell off the cliff and died."

Leave the house with a family member!

Recalling this sentence, the tip of my heart trembled, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Is that guy thin and beautiful?"

"This, this is still unknown, Weichen will go and check!"

"Go!"

With a bang, Wei Ling held on to the corner of the table in time and almost fell down.

The white, tender and bright little face suddenly flashed in front of him, and he called Brother Wei crisply.

The man's fists are clenched, his eyes are slightly red, and he is restless!

This night passed extremely slowly, Wei Ling didn't close his eyes all night, and stood in the main hall all night.

"Weichen glimpsed the emperor!"

"When is it, what else are you going to do with these false courtesies, let's talk about it."

His eyes were red overnight, and Wei Ling impatiently rubbed the sheep fat jade wrench fingers in his hand, and his heart went up and down.

"Your Majesty, according to Weichen's inquiry, the family who followed Prince Rong out of the mansion is indeed exactly the same as the emperor described."

"Smack!"

Wei Ling's eyes darkened, and he supported the table behind him with one hand.

"Your Majesty, take care of the dragon's body!"

"Send someone to find it, to see people alive, and to see corpses when dead."

Wei Ling waved his hand and held the corner of his forehead.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

What else are you looking for? Can you really find it?

If you can fall off the cliff, it will not be easy to fall.

"Your Majesty, something is wrong!"

Wei Ling sat limply on the dragon chair, and there was a commotion outside the hall.

"What's so flustered?"

The hoarse voice was very tired, young and vigorous, it was nothing if he didn't sleep all night, he was so sad that he couldn't lift his spirits at all.

Wei Ling's eyes were empty, and he stared at the ground in a daze.

"Your Majesty, the army of the Song Kingdom is coming towards Great Wei!"

The person who came knelt on the ground and clenched his fists, dripping in cold sweat.

What I am most afraid of is not that Song Guo suddenly has a crooked brain, but that Prince Rong is missing, and there is more than one luck!

Wei Ling was dumbfounded, even if he didn't disappear, would he agree to go to Pingding Song Kingdom?

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