"Hurry up for me, if you delay Miss's big event, you will buy them all into the gladiatorial arena."

On the rugged mountain road, a team of men and horses marched forward, the curtain of a large and luxurious carriage in the middle of the team was lifted, and a delicate little face stared at the maid's headdress, commanding with a high spirit.

As soon as they heard about the gladiatorial arena, everyone's hearts tightened, that place was not a place for people at all, only the roughest beasts could survive, and they would never go anywhere.

Under the threat of the gladiatorial arena, the team that was already moving fast enough increased again, and a few horses had begun to show fatigue, and the people on the horse had chapped lips and dark eyes, and they had to hold on hard to survive.

"Humph!"

Regarding the team's reaction, the little girl's delicate little face showed a little satisfaction, and she snorted lightly and turned around and got into the car. The space in the car is divided into two rooms, inside and outside, and the middle is separated by a red gauze tent with gold thread hanging fringes.

"How much longer?"

Behind the gauze tent, Murong Jinghong, who was dressed in red, reclined on the soft couch covered with white tiger skin, playing with a piece of scarlet blood jade in his hand, a pair of scarlet Kodan burning eyes on his hands, and a long black hair lazily draped over his shoulders, perhaps because of the sitting posture, Murong Jinghong's neckline, which was not very tight, was slightly open, and with the shaking of the carriage, he could even see the white and tender skin inside, which was charming.

Kneeling in front of the soft couch sat a man in red with delicate facial features and a sturdy figure, his eyes full of love sent the peeled dragon eyes into her mouth, every time his fingers touched Murong Jinghong's delicate lips, the man's face was full of satisfaction and stronger admiration, even if he endured it very well, but the slightly stiff and trembling shoulders and the throat that slid hard still revealed his situation at this time, seeing the face of the man in front of him, Murong Jinghong's eyes smiled even more.

"Miss Hui, we should meet in less than an hour."

Outside the tent, she knelt respectfully, as if she were a well-trained warrior, not at all like the villain's triumphant appearance when she leaned out of the carriage before.

"Oh, an hour?"

Hearing this, the smile in the corner of Murong Jinghong's eyes was even worse, and the already charming pair of Danfeng eyes glanced lazily at the face of the man kneeling in front of the couch, and the manzhu shahua in the center of her eyebrows was even more charming.

Swept away by Murong Jinghong's phoenix eyes, the man's hand holding the dragon's eye suddenly stiffened, and a peeled fruit pulp rolled to Li'er's feet.

"Am I beautiful?"

The bare hand gently lifted the man's jaw, and exhaled like a blue and asked softly in the man's ear.

Originally, the man who was just a little stiff was like a lightning strike, his body trembled, but his hands were clenched tightly in fists, and his eyes were full of obsession, and his eyes were red staring at the delicate face that was close at hand, just like a traveler who had been walking in the desert for a long time saw an oasis in a mirage, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and a thin layer of sweat floated on his forehead.

"Beautiful ・・・・・・"

Hearing the man's answer, the corners of Murong Jinghong's eyes and eyebrows were full of smiles, which seemed to be very useful.

"Do you like it?"

With a wave of his hand, the entire inner room was set up with nodules, completely isolated from the outside. The delicate and bewitching red lips lightly swept the man's cheeks, and the falling plain hand swept across the wheat-colored chest exposed in the man's slightly open neckline.

"Hehe, itchy・・・・・・"

The man used his actual actions to tell Murong Jinghong the answer, and for a while, the room was full of spring, ambiguous gasps, and the woman's coquettish smile filled the entire space.

Outside the carriage, on the deserted mountain road, the entire convoy galloped quickly, raising a puff of dust and smoke.

"Boss, a team of centaurs is approaching us not far ahead."

Night Shadow, who was sent out by Dongfang Huang'er for examination, hurriedly got into the carriage and reported.

"Centaurs?"

Dongfang Huang'er looked at Qi Yue Moyu, who had already sat in a wheelchair again at this time, with a smile in her eyes.

"Come in."

Hearing this, Qi Yue Moyu, who was originally quietly drinking tea, frowned slightly, put the teacup in his hand on the table with a slight anger, and said to the outside of the car.

After a while, a man dressed in black as he had done that day appeared in the carriage, and his body was as stimulated by the sight as the man in black that day.

"Say."

"Master Huiling, in less than three moments, we will meet Miss Jinghong."

Receiving this answer, Qi Yue Moyu's face became even more gloomy. Qi Yue Moyu's reaction to this group of people made Dongfang Huang'er have a strong interest in these people, I have to say that Dongfang Huang'er, who has recently been sealed because of poisoned spiritual power, is already idle, and because there is too much time to do nothing, she has more time and opportunities to cultivate the gossip career that women love.

"Miss Li'er, you can already see the team of the prince ahead."

"Alright, got it."

The voice is still as arrogant and rude as just now, and the villain is ambitious, but the face of the child in the car is not seen at all.

"Miss."

"Hmm."

Inside the red tent, Murong Jinghong glanced at the man who seemed to have fallen asleep, with a look of regret, then turned around and put on his coat, lifted the curtain and walked out.

If someone comes in at this time, they will see that the sleeping man's exposed skin seems to be covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost, and if you touch it with your hand, it will be cold, and this person will not wake up again・・・・・・

"Prepare the horse, I'm going to meet Brother Moyu."

Before seeing him, he had already heard his voice, and everyone heard a charming voice sounding overhead, looking up, there was a touch of crimson in the eye, and it was so gorgeous that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

"Yes, miss."

A slightly older man was the first to come back to his senses, and bowed down and brought her jujube red horse for Murong Jinghong.

Lifting the curtain of the carriage, Dongfang Huang'er and his party could see the red from far and near, from the hair ornament to the red of the mount, you can imagine how much this person likes this color.

As if sensing something, Murong Jinghong's gaze and Dongfang Huang'er docked in the air, one was as cold as the moon, and the other was as charming as a demon fire.

------Off topic------

Today, the flying fish is very hard, and the collection has wood?

Dear, you can move your index finger, and if you don't spend money or effort, just collect one!

Flying fish eyes full of sparkling prayers・・・・・・