The thin lips seem to be carved, like the marks of time on the sword, hard and distinct.

Just now it was he who drove the horse, so that the horse was not surprised, so that she completed the horse dance, she blinked, and smiled:

"There's a chance to treat you to dinner."

Turning around and about to jump off the horse, the man was willing to let go, grabbed her waist with one hand, and his voice was low and deep,

"I don't think it's better to thank me now."

With that, he raised his lips and smiled, his thin lips pressed down towards Ming Yulong's pink lips, and suddenly a cold thing pressed against the arteries and veins in his neck.

The neck is the most vulnerable part of the human body, and the arteries are the most important part.

That kind of cold touch, the first reaction of a person who practices martial arts is danger, the man's movements suddenly stiffened, his pupils shrank, and his movements stopped.

His eyes went down, and he saw that the two eyes of the girl in his arms were filled with mist, and he said with a smile on his face:

"I'm sorry, King Changning, the kiss of the woman of our Tianyuan Kingdom is only for the man who wants to marry."

Of course, now it's not whether King Changning wants to kiss her or not, but whether she is willing or not, and the small copper piece in her hand is not a vegetarian.

A hint of surprise flashed in King Changning's eyes, he had not revealed his identity, and the girl in his arms had deduced his identity just by looking at him, which made him even more interested.

"What if the king insists on kissing?"

He didn't miss in the face of the bandits, but now in the face of such a soft girl like cotton wool, he was restrained by the other party, and he didn't notice it for a while.

I couldn't help but be more interested in the girl, and her deep blue eyes shot a hot light, and her thin lips were raised and waiting for her answer.

"I didn't expect that the king of Changning, who is famous all over the world and subdues the bandits, is just a person who wants to be beautiful and don't want to die!"

The copper sheet in Ming Yulong's hand was pressed, and his whole body did not dare to relax at all.

The man in front of her didn't look murderous, but the rumors about this prince already made her unable to underestimate this opponent.

Her voice was neither loud nor small, but it was crisp and delicate, and in the quiet square, it suddenly reached the ears of everyone.

At this time, look at the man on the horse, a dark robe wrapped around his tall but not muscular body, broad shoulders and narrow waist, long legs wrapped under trousers of the same color, and its smooth lines can be vaguely imagined.

The light of the sky reflected on his face, only to feel that his eyebrows were like knives, his eyes were like swords, and his pale blue pupils were like falcons flying high in the sky, with a murderous aura.

The domineering spirit between the eyebrows blew the hunting and flying black red-bottomed cloak, jumping like a flame burning.

This is the envoy of the Great Yan Kingdom - Bailikun, the king of Changning!

No wonder Miss Ming can stand on the horse and the horse is not messed up at all, only the horse art of the King of Changning can reach such a supernatural point!

It's just that he hugged Miss Ming and refused to let go, and the two of them were very close to each other, not knowing what Lu Dao was talking about.

But seeing that his face changed from surprise to joy, and from joy to surprise, everyone speculated for a while about what was the relationship between this King of Changning and Miss Ming.

Bailikun came from Dayan, and there was something on the way that delayed the trip, so he simply grabbed the horse and galloped over.

Unexpectedly, I happened to see the snow-clothed girl on the high platform slowly landing on his horse, and he commanded him in a hurry.

He had heard that Tianyuan's women adhered to etiquette, and all of them were polite and old-fashioned women who would blush when they said three words to men.