Leng Qinlan listened to the sound of the booming and dripping sound from the tent, frowned slightly, stretched out her fingers to open the curtain, flashed into the tent, leaned against the door with her arms around her chest, her eyelids lowered and her eyes indifferently looked at the two pieces of intertwined flesh that were rolling on the felt blanket.

The two lumps of meat had already sensed that someone was coming, but they didn't mean to stop at all, and they couldn't stop at all.

The corners of Leng Qinlan's lips hooked slightly, for her, a person from modern times, it was nothing more than watching a hairy film, although she didn't even have a little shallow experience, but she didn't feel uncomfortable.

It looks like the best time to stab and like an excellent bait......

The sound of drills outside came and went, and the two lumps of meat in the tent also followed the surging ups and downs, wave after wave.

Finally, like a deflated ball, the film ended.

The woman fell limply on the felt blanket, and the man who pressed on her got up lazily, picked up the purple coat on the ground, put it on his body, half-covered and half-covered his front body, and let the bare chest hair, together with the strong abdominal muscles, show his good figure.

But this was empty in Leng Qinlan's eyes, and her faint gaze glanced at the purple shirt.

"Ghost Face Holy Doctor?"

The man didn't receive any look in Leng Qinlan's eyes, and half of the ghost face covered her face, and only half of the slightly hooked corners of her lips could be seen.

"What about Leng Zhuoheng?" Leng Qinlan asked in a disguised voice.

"You're here to find that kid from the Leng family?" The man seemed a little surprised.

"King Xiliao, isn't this exactly the purpose of you bringing me to see the Spring Palace map?" Leng Qinlan asked with a faint smile, piercing the man's pretense.

She hadn't seen the King of Xiliao, but she could guess from a person's voice and appearance and the momentum on his body that this man was him.

It is rumored that the King of Xiliao, who is as fierce and cruel as a beast, is actually an evil man with strong abdominal muscles, bronzed skin, a standard figure like a model, and a bit of wildness.

"Are you sure I'm the king of Xiliao?" Tai Yixiao, the king of Western Liao, was sure that he had met this rumored ghost-faced holy doctor for the first time.

"If it weren't for the King of Western Liao, who would be able to arrange this for me?" Leng Qinlan squinted at the woman who was still paralyzed on the ground, "Your taste is too bad." ”

Heavy makeup, painted like a goblin, hooking those vulgar products in the fireworks, can get the king of Xiliao, how much does this king of Xiliao need women? It's not picky, it's the mother's on it? It's really a good skin.

"Hmm......" Tai Yixiao looked sideways at the woman on the felt blanket on the ground, and seemed to look at it seriously for the first time, frowning, "Looking at it this way, it's really bad." ”

The sound fell, and the palm wind suddenly rose, and without any warning, it hit the woman.

The poor woman had just finished serving the king of Xiliao, and before she had time to ask for a reward, she was killed by the king of Xiliao with a palm, and she didn't even bother to snort.

Leng Qinlan calmly watched Tai Yixiao make a move, and her eyes didn't blink.

Originally, this woman was left to her by the King of Xiliao to send her to death, she didn't make a move, and it is not surprising that the King of Xiliao personally took action.

Sure enough, the king of Western Liao is worthy of his name, even if he has a seductive appearance, he is fierce and cruel in his bones, he is still comparable to the old emperor of Eastern Chu, but he is more frank than the old emperor, and he has no means to hide himself.

It's relatively straightforward to deal with such people.

"Women are tired of playing, and they should change their tastes." After the king of Xiliao killed his own woman, he gently clutched his neckline, walked towards Leng Qinlan casually, and looked at the ghost face, "I don't know what the taste of the ghost face holy doctor gives me?" ”

"Tell me where Leng Zhuoheng is, I'll let you know." Leng Qinlan lightly dodged away from the door and walked around the inside of the camp tent.

"Really?" Tai Yixiao turned around and stood behind Leng Qinlan, "The ghost-faced holy doctor's actions are really surprising to me, if I tell you about Leng Zhuoheng's whereabouts, the holy doctor will let me taste it?" ”

The tone is full of demonic aura, like a wild leopard waiting to be hunted.

"Is this unexpected?" Leng Qinlan chuckled.

I wore it to increase my height, I raised my head, and I looked at these tall men, and there was less pressure.

The other party is a wild leopard, and she is a cunning rabbit.

"It's funny, it's funny, I'm more interested in the Holy Doctor." Tai Yixiao sighed.

This masked man really surprised him, as Leng Qinlan said just now, he specially prepared for her. If other killers broke into the camp and were bumped into the scene of clouds and rain, they must have thought that it was the best time to assassinate and preemptively take action.

But this ghost-faced holy doctor didn't do anything, and calmly leaned against the door to watch the play, until he gave up his original plan and spoke straight first.

"It's nothing, the King of Xiliao has worked hard, but he just wants to lure me into the game, otherwise how can I meet the King of Xiliao so easily?" Leng Qinlan said disapprovingly.

Even if she has the ability to sneak into the camp of Western Liao, it is impossible for her to go smoothly, let alone fully appreciate the Spring Palace drama of the King of Western Liao.

If things are too smooth, it means that it is a trap, and Leng Qinlan knew this when she noticed the movement outside the inn at night.

Appearing in the border city in the appearance of a ghost-faced holy doctor, ordinary people and soldiers don't know, there are always people who know how to recognize it, and it is not surprising that Leng Qinlan is targeted.

But she took this opportunity to easily enter the camp of Western Liao and appeared in front of the king of Western Liao.

"The Holy Doctor is indeed a wise man." Tai Yixiao nodded and said, "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains and biasing towards the tiger mountains, I have the courage to become more and more in line with my appetite." ”

"If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, if I don't come, I won't be able to save Leng Zhuoheng." Leng Qinlan said, raised her foot and stepped over the woman's body, standing on the other side.

The white flowers at her feet, lifeless flesh, were indistinguishable from a freshly slaughtered pig in her eyes.

Poor people must have something to hate, think about the hard work just now, men have a saying that peony flowers are also romantic to die under the ghost, according to this, this woman died under the king of Xiliao is also called a value.

"If you come, you can take people away?" The King of Xiliao asked with a smile.

wants to rob the people under his control from him, this kind of thing has never happened, not to mention that this is the Western Liao camp, and tens of thousands of troops around it are ready to obey orders at any time, even if they start a war towards Eastern Chu, it is also between orders.

"If I can't take anyone away, what am I going to do?" Leng Qinlan also asked rhetorically.

With a faint tone but unquestionable confidence, Leng Zhuoheng was saved!

"Didn't you come to make a good relationship with me? Could it be that you really risked your life for Leng Zhuoheng? What Leng Boyuan left you, is it worth your efforts for their brother and sister? ”

Tai Yixiao's words can be regarded as getting to the point, and he talked about business.

Leng Qinlan died, and the ghost-faced holy doctor came to find Leng Zhuoheng again, which shows that he was not just helping Leng Qinlan in Lin'an City, he appeared in such a timely manner, and he also had a close connection with Leng Zhuoheng.

The rumored ghost-faced holy doctor who is the only one can only be bought into a slave in private, but this minion seems to be noble.

"The king of Western Liao is as ignorant as those people in Lin'an City." Leng Qinlan sneered.

When Tai Yixiao laughed at her, why didn't she laugh at him?

"Huh?" Tai Yixiao's voice picked up a syllable, and continued to walk down with his guess, "Aren't you entrusted by Leng Boyuan?" Could it be that Leng Zhuoheng is your master? ”

Only in this way can we explain why the Ghost Face Holy Doctor would help Leng Qinlan and send Leng Zhuoheng to death from another line of thought.

If he hadn't ordered someone to deceive Leng Zhuoheng through Leng Qinlan's death, he wouldn't have known that Leng Zhuoheng actually cared about his half-sister in his heart.

"If you say that the master is divided, can't you be a friend?"

Leng Qinlan's words and two sentences turned everyone's speculation that Leng Boyuan had Leng Boyuan behind her to Leng Zhuoheng's body, which could also give everyone the illusion that Leng Zhuoheng was like a tiger as a general, and help him establish his authority.

"Friend......" Tai Yixiao stared at Leng Qinlan, savoring these two words.

"Presumably, a noble son of heaven like the King of Western Liao doesn't know what a friend is." Leng Qinlan said.

Such a high-minded and murderous man, making enemies everywhere, is prohibitive, even if he sleeps, he has to keep his eyes open, where will he have friends?

"Can the King of Western Liao tell Leng Zhuoheng's whereabouts now?" Leng Qinlan didn't have the heart to talk to Tai Yixiao about how to make friends, so she turned to her topic.

The sun was slowly rising, and the rays of the morning sun had penetrated through the cracks in the curtain into the tent, and time was moving little by little......

"He's in the camp in Xiliao, as long as you can find it, take it away."

Tai Yixiao's exit seems refreshing, but it actually means dangerous.

Which of the people of Western Liao would allow her to blatantly find someone in the camp of Western Liao?

Said to be looking for someone, in fact, batches of attacks were waiting for her, as long as she walked out of this camp now, the first batch would attack her.

And then, wave after wave......

Therefore, not to mention that Leng Qinlan really ran out to find someone after listening to Tai Yixiao's words, now, even if Tai Yixiao didn't stop her, she couldn't walk out of this tent at will.

However, what came out of Leng Qinlan's mouth was another decision, "Okay, the king of Xiliao counts when he speaks." ”

The sound fell, and she stepped past the woman again, rubbing Tai Yixiao's shoulder, and strode towards the tent door.

Just when Leng Qinlan and Tai Yixiao passed by, he was clearly aware of Tai Yixiao's dodge, even if it was only a slight one, which showed that he was afraid that Leng Qinlan would take the opportunity to make a move.

Leng Qinlan didn't make a move, nor did she stop, walked to the curtain door, and raised her hand to open the curtain.

Above the depression, the elite soldiers were surrounded by bows and arrows, and their swords were unsheathed.

Leng Qinlan just raised her eyes and glanced at it, then shook off the curtain in her hand, walked out of the tent, and continued to walk forward.

Tai Yixiao, who remained in the camp tent, had a slight strangeness on his face.

What a hard person to control!

Hearing the howling of arrows outside the tent, Tai Yixiao walked out, but suddenly there was a strange figure behind him, so he had to turn around......

(l~1`x*>+``+