A few red rays of sunset from the sunset, through the tree-lined path, sprinkled on the faces of the two men.

This unreal scene opened a wonderful door in Lingyun Xiaodaogu's heart.

The guards behind hid strangely, and Yang Lin also had some intentions.

After leaving Beijing, I still tasted this taste, and my palm slowly slid down.

When Yang Lin was about to go further, he noticed the little Dao Gu in his arms, her waist trembled slightly, and she struggled a little, so she stopped in time.

Yang Shaozai, who is immersed in the sea of eunuchs, is so precise and numerous, it is like holding a scalpel, so that the little Daogu who is not deeply involved in the world will fall little by little, and it will not even take a day.

Lingyun Xiaodao Gu, who was held up on the wall of her buttocks and kissed on the tree, was like a drum on her chest at this time, her pink neck was lowered, and she looked at Yang Lin's gaze, her fair skin was smooth and showed a ruddy blood color, and a pair of curved eyelashes under her eyes also trembled slightly shyly, and her virgin rhyme was elegant and moving.

Yang Lin was very satisfied, struck while the iron was hot, and held her to say some love words.

put a little Taoist aunt in the Qing Palace, who said that she was confused, and she couldn't help herself.

After Yang Lin let her down, Lingyun sighed, her legs were numb after being held on the tree for so long.

Yang Lin looked at the long mountain road and volunteered, saying that he wanted to carry her up.

Lingyun wanted to object, but was glared at by Yang Lin, and his body softened, and his petite body lay on Yang Lin's back.

When she arrived at the gate of the palace, Yang Lin let her down, and bypassed a path to the mountain gate, where there were already a few Taoist priests waiting.

As soon as he saw them coming, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Little junior sister, where have you been, the master is angry." ”

When Yang Lin saw it, Lingyun Xiaodaogu looked frightened, coughed lightly, and said, "Lingyun and I discussed the avenue and took me to see Changqing." ”

The Taoist priest paused for a moment, and then became furious, "Who are you, so arrogant, you dare to call my master by his name!" ”

Seeing that his sweetheart was reprimanded, Lingyun hurriedly stepped forward and said, "This is Huang Yuanwai's distant cousin, who is religious, and specially came to ask to see my father, what are you yelling at." ”

Although Huang Yuanwai is a big family, but this Taoist temple is the Shangqing Palace after all, and he doesn't care much, this little Taoist priest saw his junior sister open his arms and protect in front of this person, and he didn't know why there was a sour feeling in his heart.

"Even if Huang Yuanwai is in person, he doesn't dare to call the master by his name, he is really uneducated."

As soon as Yang Lin heard this, he was a little angry in his heart, and he could also see that this little junior sister was estimated to be in the Shangqing Palace, and she was the little goddess of these senior brothers, a character who was as accustomed to being a baby, and when she came back with a man, she couldn't stand it anymore.

"You little apprentice, you can't speak well, go and call Changqing out, just say that his uncle is here."

Where has such a thing happened in Shangqing Palace, someone has already reported it, and after a while, Zhang Changqing said his robe, walked out with his hands behind his back, and looked at the door, and saw Yang Lin.

He hurriedly put his hand back, walked over quickly, and announced, "Uncle Shi, why are you here?" ”

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Zhang Changqing led the way in front of him, and Yang Lin said as he walked: "Why am I here?" Don't I come to do it, Taoism is so withered now, because you only care about your own practice, and you have never had the great feelings of saving people, but fortunately there is me. I am going to stay in Luoyang for a few more days, sprinkle the Sanqing Gospel, benefit the ordinary people, and my men and horses will be in place in a few days. ”

Zhang Changqing didn't think much when he heard it, but the seniority was there, and it was also a good thing for the Shangqing Palace, so he flattered him again and again.

Lingyun Xiaodao Gu saw that her sweetheart was so powerful, and followed behind her beautifully. Yang Lin glanced at it inadvertently, felt a hostile gaze behind him, and couldn't help but have the idea of mischief in his heart, stopped slightly, and then stretched out his hand and pinched Lingyun Xiaodaogu's ass.

Lingyun almost fainted with shame, and her beautiful eyes rolled again and again, giving him a big white eye.

The little Taoist priest behind him suddenly froze in place, no longer walking along...

After drinking a few cups of tea in the Shangqing Palace, Yang Lin went down the mountain and came to the small building.

Huang Xuanzhi was sorting the things he bought today, and when he saw him come in, he stepped forward with a sweet smile, "Cousin, you're back, let's go home." ”

Yang Lin stepped forward quietly, moved a small stool to the staircase, and asked, "There is a lot here, and there is a small pile here, how do you divide it?" ”

Huang Xuanzhi was a little embarrassed, and whispered: "That's for Lingyun, let someone send it to her later, who let her forget it." ”

Carrying a lot of things, Huang Xuanzhi walked forward with a smile, and suddenly stumbled under his feet.

Yang Lin had already prepared, and held it in his arms, Huang Xuanzhi was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and when he looked up, he saw the affectionate eyes of his "cousin".

......

On the table in the small building, there is a layer of brocade, and the red wood that has been dried in the sun for a day is a little hot.

Yang Lin held a pair of white and smooth ankles, and after a while, there was a first cry in the small building.

The sunset has finally completely sunset, the old sunset and the new day has just begun.

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In the city of Fuliao, the square illuminated by torches is bright.

Yelu Dashi overlooked below, and countless alien races knelt on the ground, representing the sun and moon banner of the Khitan Emperor, facing the fierce wind.

Since the last defeat of the Thirteen Nations Alliance, the power of the Liao people is here, and it is out of control.

The local indigenous soldiers and horses, in front of the Liao people, look like weak and sick men, and they are not of the same level at all.

Their weapons can't even pierce the armor of the Liao, and they can be cut in two with a light chop.

Thus the Jerod Stone dominated the place, and both sides reached the sea, the Caspian Sea on one side and the Black Sea on the other.

Yelu Dashi ordered that on the basis of the original Greek capital, a city was repaired and expanded, and it was renamed "Fuliao City".

Officially settled in Fuliao City today, Yelu Dashi's heart is very happy, he has been aggrieved for half his life, since he escaped from Yunnei and took root here, it is getting smoother and smoother day by day.

The Great Liao and the Jin were different in that they used to be an empire with more than 200 years of national glory, which was longer than the Great Song Dynasty, and had their own set of mature national ruling systems.

Moreover, the Liao people have conquered vast lands and established a multi-ethnic country, and they are even more comfortable here.

Looking at the old Khitan subordinates around him, Yelu Dashi sighed and said: "Today's capital is here, it is only temporary, we can't forget it at any time, fight back to Shangjing Mansion, and take back the land of Longxing of the Khitan people." ”

Xiao Baobao disagreed, and persuaded: "Your Majesty, our distant barricade has already investigated, and there is no strong country in the north, south, and east of this place. With this as the center, we will gather for ten years and lay down a territory that is not weaker than our ancestors, which is just around the corner! ”

Everyone else also thinks the same, it's too comfortable here, why should they fight with the two monsters of Song Jin.

Thinking about the days when the country was lost, was it a human life, which is like today's slaves and maids are like clouds, the Khitan is dominant, the territory is vast, and they are given and demanded.

The smoke of gunpowder in Hanoi has gradually disappeared in their minds, and no one wants to recall it.

Here, there will never be a fierce battle of that level, and there will never be an opponent of that level.

Wanyan Lou Room, Tiefutu, Liaodong War Horse, Yao Pingzhong, Qin Longjun... It's better to never show up again. In the cloud? Fuck the clouds, go to Beijing? This is Shangjing.

Yelu Dashi pushed the table, and his anger rose to the sky, scolding: "Where the ancestors buried their bones, how can others be trampled and danced!" ”