Ning'er, what do you think of the scenery of this grassland? The old man patted her on the shoulder and laughed.

Meng Yining nodded, "My mother often tells me about the appearance of the grassland, the blue sky and green grass, the horses galloping, and the bonfire, which is much better than the dull city." The emotions in her eyes seemed to be real, and if she was deceived, she would lose a little of the tricky old man.

The king of the grassland, to put it bluntly, is just an ordinary man with strong desires, and when he meets a beautiful woman, his brain is dizzy and swaggering. But instinctively suspicious, he did not accept the food in the hands of this unknown woman.

Meng Yining quietly felt the red snake short sword that had been covered with body temperature in his clothes, the old man stared at himself very nervously, and it seemed unlikely that he would slip away and take out the sword. I regret that the little boots I wore were empty and couldn't hide anything. Salib watched the girl squirm and knew she must be looking for a weapon. He held back a smile and secretly enjoyed it, took a skewer of lamb skewers next to him, and ate it with relish.

Meng Yining looked around, but didn't find anything that could be used as a weapon. She frowned slightly, glared at Salib, and asked in her heart what to do?

Salibyun raised his eyebrows lightly.

Kill him, however you like.

With Salib's approval, the girl smiled.

"Dad, go up and sit." She suddenly wrapped her arms around the old man's thick and fat arms, her big eyes blinking, "I want to eat the milk skin on that plate, is that okay?" Her voice was coquettish, dragging a long tail note, like a real and lovely daughter, holding his arm and dangling. The girl's white arms could be glimpsed from inside the empty clothes, her broken hair slipping into the collar of her neck, and her long eyelashes seemed to carry the tears of smoke from roast lamb.

Salib's eyes were cold when he saw her charming appearance, and he was about to wait for Meng Yining to make a move before he stood up and ordered the soldiers. When he had just infiltrated the big tent, he appeared alive in front of his best friends and old subordinates. Everyone thought that Changshengtian had manifested, but they didn't expect that the respected king was saved by the little girl in red who was confused and opened her mouth to call her father. A few of them also hid around the night campfire tonight, waiting for Salib to show up and give orders.

The old man was supported by Meng Yining and sat on the king's seat, and the girl sat on his lap like a kitten, admiring him like a god. He was satisfied in his heart and stroked Meng Yining's smooth hair. She doesn't give up, if she can be poisoned to death, don't go to great lengths to kill this man. The fat on this man's body felt thicker than his own dagger, and if he poked it in, it would definitely be more oily than the roasted whole sheep in front of him.

She took a bite of the large crust and handed it to the man.

Disgusting.

She knew in her heart that her behavior was very disgusting, and she couldn't help but slap herself twice. But when I saw the man's obsessed look, I couldn't help but give it a try. This is a bit ambiguous, but the most important thing is to prove that this thing is not toxic! The girl pretended not to know anything, and the thin green tendons on her milky wrists were exposed. Sure enough, the man grabbed it, bit it in his mouth, and looked at her with his eyes narrowed.

The girl grinned, revealing her white teeth.

Meng Yining showed these three words in his heart: hooked!

She glanced at Salib with delight, only to see that Salib was gone. She shook her head as if she was watching the dance, but in fact she was looking for this familiar figure. Strange, how did this man not know where to slip away in the blink of an eye? What can I do if I get into a fight for a while? Meng Yining was unhappy in his heart, and suddenly felt someone tugging at the corner of his clothes, tugging and tugging. Meng Yining thought it was a child playing, so she didn't look back, she touched it behind her, and just touched the corner of her clothes, but was held by a pair of big hands.

She blushed instantly.

I don't dare to be angry, and I still have a shallow smile in front of others. She struggled in the palm of the man's palm with her hands behind her back, and she scratched like a kitten. Salib was wrapped in clothes and hidden behind a huge seat, and no one noticed that he was here. Meng Yining turned his head and took advantage of the cheese to reprimand in a low voice: "Nonsense! Salib's dark pupils reflected the girl's flushed face.

"Come on." He whispered two words, ready to go.

Meng Yining nodded, there was a white poisonous powder hidden in the fingernails, which was much stronger than the one that the old man sprinkled into the Salib wine. The girl poured out the white mare's milk wine from the flask, and she called sweetly with the mud-colored cup: "Father, I respect you!" The old man turned around and looked at the reflection in the wine, and the little girl seemed to drink it all in one go, but suddenly coughed twice, and her face was flushed and choked. Meng Yining's nails crossed the rim of the glass, and the white powder fell into the wine. She stretched out her glass and looked at him aggrievedly, like a daughter who didn't know how to be polite, but wanted to honor this close father from the bottom of her heart.

With tears in her eyes, she raised the wine glass in her hand.

"Drink." She whispered.

The old man laughed, looking at her cowardly, and with the cuteness of not knowing the world, he took the cup and was in mid-air: "Everyone! At today's bonfire night banquet, there was a beautiful woman with wine and ...... "He didn't speak, and someone coaxed him below."

"Where's the beauty?"

"Where?"

The old man smiled, and Meng Yining blushed with the strength of the wine. She looked up at the back of the man's neck, thinking to herself that if she used force, it would be impossible for a sword to pass through her throat, like a sheep's kidney. The old man looked at the subordinates who were coaxing below, and was in a happy mood: "The beauty is on the side!" This is an extra daughter for me! If you look at it, there are two or three points of resemblance...... Hahahaha......" As he said, he tilted his head, and the mare's milk wine slid down his throat, and a few drops ran down the corners of his mouth.

Meng Yining's eyes seemed to be dyed with ink, getting thicker and thicker.

The corners of her mouth curled slightly, helped the old man to sit down, and silently counted in her heart, three, two, one.

The man who was still in high spirits just now suddenly began to convulse all over his body the moment his ass fell on the throne, and his eyes widened, and he had a premonition that something had happened. "Yes...... Wine is poisonous! He obviously watched Meng Yining drink half a cup before taking it, how could he be infected with poison. The old man's whole body ached, like termites gnawing at bones. Meng Yining smiled silently at the corner of her mouth, her eyes were not sharp just now, piercing into the man's heart like cold iron.

When his subordinates saw that the king, who had just ascended the throne, was suddenly poisoned, they immediately drew their swords and faced each other. The women and children in the tent screamed, and the old man foamed at the mouth, his face was purple and black, and the blue veins were like spider webs all over his temples. The eyes are protruding and the fundus is red.

"Kill...... Kill her! ”

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