"Don't call it, let's talk about it after we get married."

"Don't, don't, just shout a few more now......"

"What are you doing? Don't do it again. Eh, you're not Megumi Yanagishita now, but a disciple! ”

Chu Yi kissed Cai Yanying deeply on the lips, and said seriously: "If you are a disciple, you will be a disciple, he is a model of loving his wife and an example for his husband to learn." ”

Cai Yan hugged Chu Yi's neck, a trace of blush appeared on her elegant and vulgar face, and she chuckled: "I hope you can become Song Yu." ”

Chu Yi pinched Cai Yan's nose and said with a wicked smile: "If I were Song Yu, maybe I would have been hooked by that owner who had captivated the country and the city, and you would cry when the time came." ”

"Okay, it turns out that this is what you are talking about, and you still said that you want to learn from the disciples! Punish you for not having anything to eat at night. ”

"If you don't eat, you won't eat, Yan'er, you are so beautiful and delicious, I won't be hungry if I look at you a few more times!"

"Hee-hee, then I'll blindfold your glasses and won't let you look at it!"

"Yan'er, how can you be so ruthless...... No, I'm not only going to watch but kissing now! ”

"I won't let you kiss either!"

"No, I want to kiss! You can't run! ”

……

Outside Linzi City, in a misty tent, a woman bathes in a wooden barrel. Her skin was fair, but somewhat rough, and she looked no more than thirty years old.

She is very beautiful, but unlike the Han women, she has a nose bridge and eye sockets similar to those of exotic bearded women. Her hands were a little bored swinging in the barrel, and her plump figure was quite attractive.

She's leaving, finally going back to her own country, not under the fence of this foreign land. Although this Han is more prosperous than his homeland, he is not his hometown after all.

The fox died in Shouqiu, and not only Han people in this world have a local complex.

"But I'm really a little reluctant......" The woman leaned on the edge of the barrel and spoke slowly, her voice a little hoarse and low.

An elegant and beautiful young man flashed into her mind, he always exuded a wisp of fragrance, which was very light, but refreshing and fascinating.

It seems that the barbarism and killing of the Huns can also disappear under this fragrance. It makes her ashamed, and she is obsessed and crazy about it.

"Xun, Lord Wenruo......"

Her face flushed, her hands submerged in the water, and she slipped into her privacy. She closed her eyes slowly, her hands shaking beneath the water, the water rippling inside the barrel, and her mouth moaning with pleasure.

"Wen Ruo, Wen Ruo ......"

Even the words are so beautiful that it is fascinating, the movements of her hands are getting faster and faster, one hand can't help but press on her chest and knead, her body is a little distorted, and the gasp in her mouth is getting faster and faster.

Suddenly, her body tensed, and with the slight twitching of her body, she collapsed limply in the barrel, her eyes slightly open, her face showing a hint of satisfied flush, and she gasped slightly.

“…… Why am I like this again, I have already sworn last time that I will not do this again......" But after being satisfied, she fell into remorse again. But thinking of Xun Yu's gentleman's slight smile, her body couldn't help but feel a little hot.

At this moment, there was a thunderous roar outside, followed by several thunders.

Someone outside the tent nervously reported: "Qi Yu supports the plough alone, and the messenger has arrived." ”

She said in a deep voice: "Got it, wait for the change of clothes." ”

She sighed and stepped out of the barrel, her bare feet stepping on the ground with a few small marks.

She tied up her breasts with strips of cloth, put on some heavy clothes, and then smeared them on her face with special plaster, and soon her face "grew" black bumps, so ugly that even the Huns did not want to look at it more.

The "she" at this moment is "he", the exiled Shan Yu of the Xiongnu. The son of Luan Ti Qiangqu, Luan Ti Yufuluo.

At this time, it was night, and the thunder was extremely dazzling, lighting up the night.

There is a person standing in the air, the thunder rises and falls, but it can't hurt him a point, as if the gods descend to earth, this person is Chu Yi, the messenger of the immortal sky.

More than 4,000 Huns in this camp were prostrate on the ground in fear, not daring to look directly at each other's "divine might".

Although Yu Fuluo knew that this was just the other party's means, and there was no messenger of the Immortal Heaven to say, he was still amazed by Chu Yi's almost miraculous power.

Yu Furo asked in an almost exaggerated tone, "Envoy, I wonder if you have come this time, do you want to tell his people what purpose the Immortal Heaven wants to tell him?" ”

"I have come to tell you by the will of the Immortal Heaven that the time has come to return!" Chu Yi stretched out his arms and said loudly in Xiongnu language, "The will of the Son of Heaven of the Han family is the will of the Immortal Heaven, you can return to your hometown!" There is someone there who will help you get back to your hometown! Although the process is bumpy, you must swear to serve your Shan Yu to the death! Luan Tiyuvro was appointed by the Immortal Heaven, and he will lead you to live better in your hometown! ”

This time, Chu Yi stood in the air, and he was even more divine than at the beginning. The group of Huns who were bluffing kowtowed again and again: "Respect the destiny of immortality!" Respect the destiny of immortality! ”

"Well, then I'm leaving!" Chu Yi nodded slowly, the thunder disappeared, dark clouds gathered, the night sky was dark, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

However, it didn't take long for the dark clouds to disperse again, and the sky was full of stars. Chu Yi disappeared without a trace.

The Huns kowtowed in the direction where Chu Yi disappeared, and Yu Fuluo said coldly: "Get up, the messenger has already left." ”

Two fast horses were running on the way back to the city under the starlight, and one of them was Chu Yi.

Chu Yi smiled: "Second Master Guan, thank you so much!" ”

The other person is tall and mighty, with a long beard and beautiful hair, it is Guan Yu in Linzi who escorted Princess Wannian and Fu Guiren to Linzi a few days ago.

Chu Yi naturally couldn't stand in the air, so he invited Guan Yu and asked him to use his true qi to help lift him, for which they had specially practiced before.

Seeing the scene just now, even Guan Yu, who had always been arrogant, couldn't help but be moved: "The spiritual power in the Chu service is so powerful!" ”

Chu Yi said with a smile: "It's just that I'm very proficient in 'Zhen', and the rest is not too special." ”

Guan Yu smiled slightly: "Even so, it is not comparable to ordinary people." I'm afraid that only Xun Lingjun can be stronger than you now. ”

Guan Yu is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, although he looks as cold as Lu Bu on the outside, and it is difficult to get close. But when you really get along, you know that although he is a little arrogant, he has a gentle personality and is still very easy to talk to.

"Wen Ruo's spiritual power is indeed stronger than mine now." Chu Yi smiled, but he was only seventeen years old, and his spiritual power still had three years to grow, "By the way, in a few days, the wedding will be held in the next day, if Second Master Guan has time, please be sure to come to the banquet with a face." ”