"But this woman is very dangerous, and I have prepared a ...... for the second master. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Before Hu Hanqing could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Second Master Mo, "This woman is very similar to a kitten I ran away with before, she is fierce like a tiger, I will have a way to tame it." There was a faint hint of gnashing of teeth, and with that, he went to the camp where he was resting.

"What's going on!" Hu Hanxiang roared in disbelief.

The stars are twinkling, thousands of miles of frost, the geese fly south in groups, and in the blink of an eye, they still have to fly to the cold north again, like an unpredictable fate, going around and around.

"You let go of me!"

Zhen Yue was thrown heavily on the soft bed, the bed was covered with thick animal skins, and she didn't feel pain, the animal skins were incense all year round, and the smell of beasts had long been gone.

Her limbs were free, and she immediately rose into the air, and her fists swung straight over, and the man snorted coldly, and the leg under the robe instantly pressed against her leg, and a clever grappling hand grabbed her wrist and slammed her back onto the bed.

A burst of dizziness hit me instantly, this damn high fever! She scolded secretly, her body was like a rabbit, trying to suppress the man, but the man could always cleverly buckle her, every vein seemed to be full of strength, Zhen Yue didn't expect to encounter a difficult one today!

"Still dishonest."

The man's voice was very low, like fine sand, leaning up, and actually pressed Zhen Yue under him, Zhen Yue's body trembled, burning with anger, looking at the face that was close at hand, and said coldly: "If you don't let go, I will kill you!" ”

"Really?" The man's face was hidden in the faint light, a pair of cold eyes were as deep as the sea, hatred flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were hooked evilly: "It's only been a long time, and I don't even know your master!" Then let me remember it for you! ”

Her thin lips pressed heavily on her soft lip flaps, which was unexpected, her shocked pupils reflected the man's ice-like silhouette, and a cold fragrance like a cold pool came to her nose, which seemed to carry the crisp scent of mulberry leaves in northern Xinjiang, pervasive, flowing into her lungs and pouring into her hot blood.

Bei Mo Ling ??!!

Her brain was buzzing, and countless thunderbolts seemed to sound in all directions, and her head exploded instantly.

Her whole body stiffened like iron, until a slippery tongue pried open her teeth, tossing and turning without leaving room for a punitive bite.

She came back to her senses suddenly, instinctively, without thinking, biting his thin lips, the man snorted in pain, his lips sucked hard, his lips seemed to crush her in the blood, the smell of blood slowly filled the mouth, instantly swallowing the traces of the passage of time, as if returning to that sad and decisive night.

Zhen Yuehu's eyes widened, her eyes slowly dyed a layer of red, her hands were still tightly held by the man, and in the bloody kisses of you and me, she gradually trembled slightly, and the dusty memories surged, without a trace of defense, she was terrified and at a loss.

The man's rough panting sounded in her ears, Zhen Yue heard the sound of hating the sea and filling it, she could even feel the man's undulating chest like molten fire, about to burn her to the ground, she was powerless to struggle, her weak body seemed to fall into the deep sea, cold and fragile.

Her vision gradually blurred, all her strength seemed to be withdrawn, she slowly lowered her eyes, and finally fell asleep exhausted, only the pain of her lip flap grinding was clear to the bone marrow.

When Zhen Yue woke up again, she didn't know what time it was, but she felt that her weak body seemed to have improved, and a cool wet handkerchief was on her forehead.

There was a bowl of black potion warm by the bed, exuding a pungent smell of medicine, the candle on the copper horn rack had been half burned, the whining wind swept across the tent, the room was quiet, if it weren't for the pain at the corner of her mouth, for a moment, she thought everything was just an illusion.

The curtain moved lightly, and the sound of footsteps suddenly sounded, and Zhen Yue, who was lying on the bed, tightened her whole body, and finally slowly got up.

"When I woke up, I drank the medicine."

Bei Mo Ling had already washed off the human skin mask, revealing his original handsome face, sitting on the cushion in the middle of the tent, his fingers were like white jade, and he shook the wine glass casually, but he didn't take a sip, his expression was indifferent, and he couldn't see a trace of emotion.

Zhen Yue opened her mouth, her throat seemed to be blocked, and she couldn't say a word, only to realize that she had changed into a light dress, the soles of her feet had been cleaned, and even the wounds on her arms had been bandaged.

She was slightly stunned, her lips pursed, and she didn't go to serve the medicine, so she heard the man's tone be cold and slow: "Don't worry, no one looks at you, I asked the maid to change it for you, hurry up and drink the medicine, I don't want to repeat it again." ”

Zhen Yue raised her head and looked at the past, half a year later, he still has a handsome face, his eyes are like stars, when he looks at you, Fengmu always seems to be holding a sharp sword, she seems to remember the picture of waving a sword by the Jing River, he is riding on horseback, his voice is piercing, threatening her to wave the army south if she leaves, and she is even more angry, and she will never leave, she thinks that she will never meet again, and the next meeting is the battlefield soldiers.

Passing by in the wilderness, but not expecting to meet in Xinu, fate is like an invisible hand, playing with the red dust of troubled times.

"Bei Mo Ling, why are you here?"

Zhen Yue looked at him quietly, there were many emotions sinking in her heart, even if she said goodbye, what could she change? There is no sword drawn to meet, there is no incompatibility, some are only dead and quiet, half a year is a long time, enough for them to see some things clearly, and some warmth has long been turned into ashes when making a decision.

Bei Moling didn't answer her, her long eyebrows twisted impatiently, and she asked, "Don't you want me to feed you personally." ”

As always, she was domineering and domineering, Zhen Yue knew that he had done it, and it was not that she had never done it, she rarely picked up the decoction on the side of the bed without resistance, and drank it in one go, bringing a slight cough, but it attracted a more impatient look from the man.

Bei Mo Ling drank the cold wine in one gulp, put down the wine glass, and walked slowly, Ruyu's hand untied the black dress, revealing the silver soft shirt inside, with a long figure and a white glow, like a layer of light.

"Bei Mo Ling, what are you going to do!"

When Zhen Yue saw his wide clothes, she arched her body suddenly, like a frightened little beast, looking at him with vigilance.

Bei Moling casually put his robe on the wooden lattice, looked at Zhen Yue's teeth and claws, and coldly hooked the corners of his lips: "Didn't you let me sleep on the ground?" ”

"You, you can go to another account."

"It seems that you still don't have a long memory, not to mention that you are a kitten that I lost, and you are also a woman who was dedicated to me tonight, you always don't take my Bei Mo Ling's face seriously!"

Beimo Ling leaned over slightly, and the aura that belonged to him was instantly enveloped, casting a dark shadow, and Zhen Yue, who was approaching, fled, and she was like a panicked rabbit, hurriedly jumped off the soft bed, and frowned: "I sleep on the ground." ”

"That's what I mean!"