Chapter 6: The Creek
"Kill him! He's only one man! The Mongolian cavalry shouted and rushed towards Meng Xuan.
I saw that Meng Xuan was unstoppable, as long as he got close, the Mongolian cavalry fell to the ground with blood splashed one after another, and for a while people turned over on their backs, making a mess.
"Kill!" Meng Xuan passed through the formation, and most of the enemy cavalry facing him had already fallen, and only more than twenty horsemen remained. Meng Xuan didn't hesitate, turned the horse's head, and rushed forward again.
By this time the enemy had begun to hesitate. More than a dozen enemies rode their horses to meet them, and half of the enemy remained in place and looked around, apparently beginning to fight with the idea of fleeing.
Meng Xuan rushed straight up, and several cavalrymen fell, and the fallen cavalry was suddenly trampled into meat sauce by his companions who followed closely in the midst of a miserable scream. His spear was flying, and one enemy soldier after another fell, not even a single wound on his body.
The remaining Mongol cavalry suddenly collapsed. They drove their horses and fled in all directions.
Meng Xuan was not in a hurry, took out his bow and arrows, and shot the enemies to the ground one by one. Then he inspected the battlefield, and all those who were wounded and did not die were shot in the heart. Then he gathered his horses, picked seven or eight good horses, and headed southwest.
The commander waited for a day without news, and sent someone to investigate, but found that a troop of cavalry had been wiped out. He jumped like thunder, and when he pursued the whole army again, the people of the Heavenly Master's Mansion had already gone far away. This attack was a secret operation and could not be known to other officials. In desperation, he had to collect his troops and go back.
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After escaping this crisis, Qingjun felt a lot of inconvenience in the next trip. For Qingjun from the modern era, he simply can't stand the life of not being able to bathe for several days in a row. And she rode a horse for days, causing her inner thighs to be worn out. Every minute and every second of riding on the horse, I was enduring the torment......
Meng Fangling was careful and first discovered Qingjun's abnormality. She asked a few times, and although Qingjun was a little shy, he still told her.
Meng Fangling immediately ran to Meng Xuan's side and reported Qingjun's situation to him.
Meng Xuan immediately stopped his horse, walked to Qingjun's side and said, "Uncle is a rough man, he didn't take good care of his niece, he should really be punished." Fang Ling, you treat the wound of the young lady first, and then let your bird see where there is a river nearby, and we can rest today. ”
Qingjun was very sorry, feeling that he had dragged down the whole team. But Meng Xuan and Zhang Zonghan were sincere, and she couldn't refuse, so she could only accept their kindness.
Meng Fangling helped Qingjun get off the horse, laid a mat on the ground, found the best medicine for the injury, and prepared to treat the abrasion for her. In order to avoid suspicion, Meng Xuan and Zhang Zonghan avoided it from afar.
Qingjun unbuttoned his dress a little shyly, revealing two slender thighs. Although Meng Fangling is of the same sex, in this era, women's underwear is just a belly pocket. Undressing means that all intimate body parts are exposed to each other's eyes.
Meng Fangling carefully applied the wound medicine to Qingjun's wounds. She found that every time her fingers touched Qingjun's skin, the other party would tremble. She thought that it was the medicine that hurt Qingjun, and her movements became softer and gentle, and she was talking at the same time, hoping to distract Qingjun.
"Qingjun, your skin is so white and tender, I envy it......"
"Qingjun, your legs are so good-looking. It's my father who forces me to practice martial arts every day, and my legs have become so thick......"
Qingjun bit his lip tightly, afraid that he would let out a strange moan. The area on the inner thigh where the wound medicine was applied first felt cold, and then the fever began. This sensation of heat also has a tendency to spread to other areas of the body. She wanted to close her legs, but her legs were separated and pressed by Meng Fangling, and the other party's rough fingers stroked her carefully, which aggravated the abnormality of her body.
Finally waited for Meng Fangling to treat the wound, and Qingjun hurriedly put on his dress. When she sat up straight, the warm current from the depths of her body surged, which made people even more shy and panicked. Fortunately, only you know and will not be discovered by others.
At this time, Meng Fangling's hoopoe bird also flew back. Fang Ling communicated with it, pointed to the west, and smiled happily: "There is a small stream over there. ”
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In order to avoid aggravating the injury, Qingjun sat on the horse's side and was hugged in front of him by Meng Fangling. The people of the Heavenly Master's Mansion slowed down their horses and headed west.
After walking for a while, the vegetation on the ground became more and more lush. After continuing for a while, a small stream appeared in front of me, the water was crystal clear, and it still carried the fragrance of grass and trees.
Meng Xuan dismounted, filled the water bag with stream water, and said with a smile: "Niece, you and Fang Ling should go to bathe." We went to patrol in the distance. ”
Hearing them go away, Meng Fangling took off her clothes first, stood by the water generously, and said with a smile: "Qingjun, let's go into the water together." ”
Qingjun's cheeks were slightly red, he slowly took off his skirt and stepped into the water. She has been extremely well maintained since she was a child, and she has refined her Taoist skills, and she has always been nourished by the aura of heaven and earth, and the proportions of her figure, long hair and limbs are as perfect as if she were born with precise calculations, and her skin is white and delicate, without a single flaw. When she took a dip in the water, the droplets actually slid down her skin without stopping.
Meng Fangling stood aside, stunned for a while. She has practiced martial arts since she was a child, and she inevitably left a lot of scars on her body, and her arms are too thick compared to ordinary people, and she will inevitably feel inferior in the dead of night. At this moment, Qingjun's delicate and feminine perfect appearance brought her a strong shock. It took a while before I came back to my senses.
"Qingjun, I'll help you wipe your back."
Meng Fangling approached with a smile and reached out to help Qingjun scrub his back. The smooth and white skin, like a perfect work of art, made her can't help but caress carefully.
Being caressed by the girl's somewhat rough fingers, Qingjun felt that his body was a little hot, and his breathing became short. Her voice was already a little trembling: "Fang Ling, I've already washed ......"
Meng Fangling noticed Qingjun's reaction, guessing that her body was sensitive, and suddenly had the idea of playing a prank, deliberately hugged her waist tightly, and said with a smile: "It's rare to have such a clear stream, if you don't have a good time today, I'm afraid that I won't have a chance for many days." Qingjun, will you wash with me for a while......" said as she said as her other hand began to stroke her around.
When he came ashore, Qingjun sat softly on the mat, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up. Meng Fangling's eyes contained the pleasure of success, but at this time, she helped Qingjun put on her clothes seriously. The moon-white robe, the cyan corset, and the golden headband were all neatly dressed. A simple Taoist costume shows the brilliance of a fairy in Qingjun.