On the flat ground under Yanfeng Mountain, the black golden soldiers were surrounded, all looking at the front with hideous faces.

The legendary heroic Silver Lord sat on horseback with a handful of soldiers and horses, his sharp eyes shining terrifyingly, standing calmly in front, and the aura of a powerful tyrant was revealed from him from time to time.

The golden soldiers forbade Hantan, and the domineering aura on their faces slowly faded, as if it was not the silver prince who was being pursued now but themselves, they all looked at him blankly, not daring to step forward in the slightest.

The two sides froze, or rather, they were engaged in a psychological battle with each other.

"Retreat, quick." A sharp shout echoed in the mountains, and everyone looked at each other, only to see Yelu Feifei and Princess Rouran each tied up by dozens of people of unknown origin and walked outside, and Liu Yi's sharp knife was against Yelu Feifei's neck.

There was a burst of exclamations from the crowd of Jin Bing, and all of them were chaotic at once.

"Moe master, cute master, don't hurt the cute master." Seeing that the sharp arrow shining with cold light was hitting Yelu Feifei's neck, as long as he sent it forward slightly, Yelu Feifei would die immediately, and he was stunned in an instant...

"Lord Yin, we meet again." Yelu said with a wry smile, "But unlike last time, this time I was coerced by your people, last time you were coerced by us, and you will be repaid and repaid, God is really fair..."

Yelu Feifei laughed wildly after speaking.

Yin Ruochen stared at him tightly, his eyes showed a light of disbelief, when Liu Yi appeared in front of him, his eyes quickly swept over all the people, but he didn't see the shadow of the night thought, and was secretly relieved, but he heard the bell ringing with the carriage ringing, and an incense cart galloped out of the tent.

A handsome woman walked away from the incense cart and resolutely walked in front of Yelu Feifei.

"Ling'er." Yin Ruochen couldn't believe his eyes and blinked his handsome eyes, his heart that had just relaxed immediately rose again, and the hand holding the stiff rope trembled, this woman actually broke into the position of the golden soldiers, and she really ate the gall of the leopard.

"So this is your plan?" Someone in Jin Bing recognized Han Ling, and only then did he come back to his senses.

"Of course, do you think your aunt has nothing to do when she is full?" Han Ling laughed, this crisp laughter was incomparably cheerful and relaxed, Yin Ruochen's heart was instantly put down, and a burst of excitement flashed in his heart.

"Ling'er." He hurried forward and shouted.

"Brother Ruochen." Han Ling turned around, smiling like a flower, smiling brightly with the sun on his face, and a row of fine little white teeth were terrifyingly white in the bright sun.

She smiled playfully at Yin Ruochen, charming and charming.

Yin Ruochen dared to swear, this was the most beautiful smiling face he had ever seen when he was so old, all the boredom in his heart and the unhappiness of her trespassing into the camp of the Jin soldiers were all gone, and huge ecstasy surged into his heart, and even he was grateful for Emperor Song Zu's trick to frame him, otherwise how could he see Ling'er here.

"Ling'er." The excited voice, with a hint of hoarse magnetism, called out affectionately again, Han Ling's heart instantly seemed to be filled with honey, sweet and greasy, convinced that he had come to the right place, no matter what Yin Ruochen thought of herself, anyway, she was coming, she wanted to fly with him and fight together, and she didn't want him to fight alone in this wilderness.

Yin Ruochen quickly stepped forward and stretched out her hand to fish, Han Ling was immediately as light as a swallow, like a snowflake, and soon melted into a strong and warm embrace, so familiar, the smell made her so intoxicated.

As soon as she wrapped her hands around his waist, she laughed in his arms.

"You are so bold, you actually forcibly broke into the thief land of the Jin soldiers, do you really not know the danger?" Yin Ruochen looked at Han Ling's flower-like face, smiled delicately and cutely, her heart moved, hugged her tightly, gritted her teeth and said in her ear with love and hatred.

Han Ling grinned, hugged his neck and said, "Brother Ruochen, I'm sorry, I disposed of your two mothers, you won't blame me." After speaking, he tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.

Yin Ruochen looked at Han Ling with doting eyes, lowered her head and choked Han Ling's delicate lips, kissed lightly, and said in her ear: "You are not small, look at how I will clean you up later." ”

The audience was silent, everyone forgot that this was the battlefield where the sword was drawn, and their eyes were all looking directly at the prince and the beautiful woman, they were showing their affection on the battlefield as if no one was around, it was full of flirtation...

"Lord Wang, you actually treated me like this." Han Ling lowered her head to dodge Yin Ruochen's lips, and said coquettishly with a small mouth, "I'm still so anxious for you that I can't sleep and eat." ”

Yin Ruochen laughed, her strong hand tightly hugged Han Ling's delicate body, eager to embed her into her body, this woman is too worry-free, if she can be stuffed into her body and run, you can rest assured.

Han Ling's face was flushed, and he was happily nestled in Yin Ruochen's arms, but his eyes were looking out.

"Lord Wang, this is on the battlefield, hurry up and break through, while the gold lord hasn't caught up yet." Han Ling finally came to his senses, looking at the silence of the audience, he felt that he had overdone it and completely forgot about business. Hurriedly hugged Yin Ruochen's neck and reminded.

Yin Ruochen's expression was bright, and he muttered in a low voice: "Shrimp soldiers and shrimp generals, why worry about it." ”

Yo, this guy brags and doesn't make a draft, obviously he was besieged by the Jin soldiers, she came to rescue him from the dire situation, but now he said it so lightly, he couldn't bear it...

Han Ling has a feeling of madness, and there is no more proud man than this.

But Hanling just smiled and didn't bother to refute him, so he lay in his arms, feeling at ease and happy, as if he was not on the battlefield in front of him, but talking about love in the spring flowers, which made people intoxicated.

Her slender hands wrapped around his waist, and the carriage galloped forward, as if in a no-man's land, the bloody blade in his hand flashed with a blinding cold light, and watched him ride away, and no one dared to come forward to intercept him.

"Princess Rouran, do it yourself, and there will be no time in the future." Han Ling hid in Yin Ruochen's arms and looked at Princess Rouran, who was looking at Yelu with tender eyes, and shouted loudly, the cry was blown far away by the mountain wind, and Han Ling believed that she could hear it.

Behind him was the sound of horses galloping, like galloping wolves, and the sound was loud and loud, and Han Ling knew that Shadow and Liu Yi and the little rabbit had all followed safely.

She finally succeeded in directing this scene with Princess Rouran, and the shadow behind captured Yelu Feifei, if it was too far-fetched to say that Yelu Feifei was completely willing, but so many strong martial arts guards held him hostage, and forced him to act in this scene, not to mention that Princess Rouran had already ordered Yu Hanling to write a letter, and there was a qiē plan in it, and he also recognized it, in order to get Princess Rouran, and not to be questioned by the gold owner, he could only push it halfway, so far, not to mention that the emperor of the Northern Underworld was unconscious, Afraid of the silver prince, the silver prince's military power will soon be lost, and it is easy to clean up the Northern Underworld after missing this opportunity.

And now that he finally got the princess Rouran that he thought about day and night, this matter is not outrageous no matter how you look at it...

"Say, why did you come here?"

As soon as he entered the Guancheng military camp, Yin Ruochen hugged Han Ling into his unique camp tent, and retreated with the soldiers beside him.

"Why?" Yin Ruochen put Han Ling down on the collapse, and looked down at her half-propped up, his tone was sharp and his eyes were soft.

The green silk brushed his face, messing up Han Ling's eyes, and the galloping horse made Han Ling's head slightly dizzy, his face flushed, his eyes closed, and his chest rose and fell slightly.

Yin Ruochen's eyes were misty, and she gently brushed away the green silk on Han Ling's face, and her delicate and white neck appeared in Yin Ruochen's sight, her heart beat faster, and her mouth became dry.

Han Ling's earlobes are as round as jade, fleshy, and feel very comfortable in her hands, Yin Ruochen used to like to caress her earlobes very much, the dizzy Han Ling was lying on the marching collapse, soft as boneless, Yin Ruochen's warm big hand gently caressed her face and opened her apricot eyes.

Yin Ruochen's face was swollen and red, his eyes were looking at her warmly, Han Ling stretched out his hand to push him, Yin Ruochen grinned, pressed on her body, choked her earlobe and sucked it, the long-suppressed emotions were about to burst out, he was so eager to turn her into water, let his scorching heat melt in it, he couldn't stop, ecstasy, hearty.

The soft, glutinous touch was filled with Yin Ruochen's hot breath into Han Ling's ears, and the collapse under his body was full of Yin Ruochen's unique man's smell, Han Ling felt that he was completely intoxicated, and he no longer had any thoughts, and his expression was abrupt.

"Ling'er, how many days have we been apart? Missed me. Yin Ruochen's warm hoarse voice remembered in Han Ling's ears.

The faint fragrance of white flowers on Han Ling's body lingered between Yin Ruochen's nose, the snow-white bed was lined with Han Ling's skin as smooth as jade, Yin Ruochen's heart was intoxicated, and the passion was like a galloping horse, out of control, and soon kissed Han Ling's ruddy and soft red lips and was unwilling to let go, and his hands were anxiously pulling her dress, even if the dress was too tight to stop his hands, he also scolded in a low voice, and soon bit her cherry mouth.

His big hand swept over the place and sent a shudder to the sidelines, the guy had gone mad and seemed to tear her apart and swallow her.

I don't know how long Han Ling woke up from the slumber after sleeping, a round of red sun was reflected in front of the tent, the outside was dazzlingly red, it was only dusk at this time, the sunset just shone in, the tent was dyed with a layer of red, she was lying on a strong chest, and this guy slept soundly after madness.

Han Ling blinked, put his hand on his chest, raised his head and looked at the handsome and familiar face in front of him, it was really a long time since he had seen him, since they met on the battlefield yesterday and returned to his arms, before they had time to say a complete sentence, they were occupied by his high passion, and they didn't even have time to communicate.

What is the current situation? There are pursuers in front of him, and there are leopard wolves in the back, and he is in danger...

But he wants himself like a tiger, is it really the peony flower that dies, and he is also a ghost?

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