A strange fragrance slowly rippled in the air. There was a neat rustling sound in the treetops and grass, and if you looked closely, it was a strange snake of various patterns, crawling in one direction as if it had been ordered to do so.

Soon, the two were surrounded by ten thousand snakes.

Ran Zijing's handsome face frowned slightly, and he subconsciously pulled Ran Ziming behind him.

The leaves spread all over the ground, and four men dressed in Yusheng clan clothes came carrying a bamboo chair to step on the leaves. The woman on the bamboo chair was dressed in a purple and infrared robe, which was open, and it could be seen that there was a dark low-placket undershirt inside, revealing most of the jade softness. A pair of burning eyes are embedded in the slightly pointed cheeks, and the red lips are pursed. Proudly raising his chin, quietly spitting the departing person, like a snake staring at the prey that is about to arrive, the victory is in hand, unhurried.

"You lied to me." The red lips moved.

"Old witch!" After Ran Ziming shouted angrily at the purple-clothed woman on the bamboo chair, he was stared at fiercely by Ran Zijing and protected him behind him for a few more points.

"Bold! Dare to be disrespectful to the patriarch! The man carrying the chair was rough with his hands and feet, and his voice was as rough as that of a cow.

A trace of annoyance flashed in the snake-like eyebrows and eyes of the woman in purple, and the hand holding the flute moved slightly, and the man regained his anger.

"Ran Zijing, why don't you answer?" The shrill voice was poignant and unusual, and the sharp tone was like a sharp sword wrapped in it.

Ran Zijing blinked lightly, and his arrogant eyes finally had a hint of helplessness compared to usual, "Nong Yunzi, you know." ”

Nong Yunzi blinked slowly, lowered his eyes, and was in a haze....

Two years ago, there was just a big battle, which coincided with the first time that the patriarch of the Yusheng clan personally led his troops into battle, and her carefully concocted snake venom came in handy, and the Vietnamese army suffered countless casualties. When he ordered the clansmen to burn the corpse, he picked up Ran Zijing, who was still alive, and was so poisoned that his face turned purple and he was delirious, but he still struggled and bit her hard.

Are the people of the Central Plains so stubborn? There is still a struggle when death is imminent. She kicked him away, and he rolled around a few times, still staring at her with hateful eyes. She immediately decided to save him and keep it to torture slowly.

Cutting poisonous weeds, feeding pigs, sweeping thatched houses..... After forcing him to do all the lowly things, the coldness and arrogance in him have not been wiped out. She felt that the Central Plains people were even more annoying, but the more she looked at the Central Plains slave in front of her, the more pleasing she felt.

Many young girls in the clan liked this handsome Central Plains man, so they often asked her to borrow him to do things. She agreed, but she was reluctant. She thought that she still preferred the slave to teach her son the swordsmanship of the Central Plains.

When she was bathing Little Stone, Little Stone told her that the Central Plains slave liked her.

Soon, the slaves of the Central Plains escaped, and when they came back on a summer night, he sneaked back with a group of soldiers and horses, killed her people, and ruined the girls of her tribe.... She arrives with the men, summons the snakes, and traps them.

"Cunning Central Plains fox! Deceive my people, I, Nong Yunzi, will never be spared. ”

He threw away his sword and said lightly: "Let them go, and I will dispose of them at your disposal." ”

That night, torches burned everywhere in the stockade, and it turned red. Countless clansmen wept bitterly, begging the patriarch to cut this group of Central Plains thieves with a thousand knives.

"Okay." She said.

She broke the hearts of her people, and the high priest also blamed her for disobeying the will of the gods and bringing great disaster to the Yusheng clan. She never regretted the decision she had made, keeping him by her side as a slave.

Maybe she saved him from all sides, and he was indeed a lot gentler with her. He taught Xiao Shi to practice swords, and taught Xiao Shi to memorize the poems of the Central Plains.

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son." This is what he said to her when he was drunk. Then, the night lingered with the aroma of wine.

The window paper is broken.

She and him, as well as Little Stone, live the life of a family of three here. However, she noticed that there was something unpleasant in his smile. After sharing the bed for a long time, she knew his sorrow.

She organized her people to attack the Black Rock and Buge tribes..... helped him to settle the south. He was grateful to her and promised to marry her. Ten miles of red makeup, joy and hustle and bustle....

She believed it, let him go back to the Central Plains, waited for him to send a dowry, waited for him to invite a musician from the Central Plains, and waited for him to marry her.

However, he never returned.

She only then realized how stupid she was. So, he made a big fuss in the south and wrote a letter to provoke the emperor of the Central Plains....

"Huh." She chuckled and slowly raised her eyes. She knew that he was just using her to find out her stockade. Ridiculous, stupid. "Ran Zijing, do you think I'll let you go this time? You Central Plains people have always been clear, this time the new accounts and the old accounts will be settled together. ”

The unique bewitching voice is poignant, stimulating the snakes to approach and pounce on the two men in the middle....

Ran Ziyu, who had escaped from the nightmare, was shocked and looked around. I found that although this room was not as rich as the regent's mansion, it was very chic, and there were a lot of things that should be there. In the rather primitive Nanban, it is considered very gorgeous.

She got out of bed and stood in front of the veil. I thought of the silk tent brocade with 100 gold and 1000 gold hanging in the regent's palace, and what was in front of me was just an ordinary silk cloth.

The man who sat lazily behind him could not see his face clearly because of the curtain, but the strange cold air around him was terrifying, like a god from hell. One curtain, two worlds: the world and the nine hells.

"Master." Ran Ziyu called cautiously.

A cool and lazy voice came from the veil, "Do you still know that this king is your master?" ”

Ran Ziyu listened to the voice, and trembled unconsciously, and sure enough, he was discovered. Trying to calm his voice, "Yu'er is also helpless, if not, I'm afraid that my Ran family will not exist, how can I complete the task given to Yu'er by my master?" ”

As soon as she finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly came, rushing straight to her life.

It was a powerful force with monstrous anger and a strong murderous aura. Her eyebrows were cold, she quickly flashed aside, and resolutely knelt on the ground, "Master! Yu'er knows what is wrong! ”

The bed behind him was hit by the strong wind, and it split in half in an instant.

"Please also ask the master to believe in Yu'er again!" Ran Ziyu kowtowed heavily, "And Yu'er may be able to help the master here, please give Yu'er a chance to make up for it!" ”

Xuanyuan Hao was already paying attention to Nanban, but she just pushed him and asked him to come in person.

Ran Ziyu raised his eyes and saw Xuanyuan Hao behind the veil changing to another sitting position, with his long legs coldly and arrogantly. "This king has always disliked anything to make up for it, and if it is wrong, it is wrong."

She naturally disagreed with his crooked reasoning, but she was still very clever not to refute him. "Yu'er understands."

Xuanyuan Hao sneered coldly and said coldly: "When this king is free, he will definitely take out your girl's heart to see what color it is, and then open your little head to see how many bad ideas are in it." ”

Ran Ziyu listened to his melodious but eerie voice, and said these cruel words extremely coldly, he was shocked, lowered his head, and his slender eyelashes trembled slightly.

When he raised his head again, he saw Xuanyuan Hao, who was dressed in a dark and soft brocade robe, and was wearing a black cloak with gold trim, squinting slightly at himself with a pair of charming eyes.

Those eyes that were so black that there was no impurity were deep and cold, and they seemed to shine with the light of hell. A smile was hooked on the extremely delicate face, shallow but bewildering.

"This king asks you why you came to Nanban."

Ran Ziyu noticed his clear and dangerous tone, but decided to take a gamble. Not for anything else, just for your heart not to be plucked out, your head not to be opened.

"Save for Ran's family, for not to become the next Zhou Meier, for survival."

A trace of anger flashed in Xuanyuan Hao's eyes, but the smile on his face became more and more charming and treacherous. Suddenly, he reached out his slender fingertips and picked up her chin, forcing her to look at herself. The pleasant voice gloomy the cold of hell, "Why do you want to live?" ”

When Ran Ziyu heard this, he blinked unconsciously. She felt a cold and sharp knife against her, and she couldn't move at all. The past, the past and the present....come to mind. Raising her eyes, she looked straight at the man who held the power of her life and death.

"Because Yu'er has some grievances and requests. Grievances, resentments. I can't ask for it, and I complain. ”

Grievance is grievance, seeking is begging. In her place, resentment is not resentment, and seeking is not begging. But he complains and asks, and he asks for grievances. Therefore, we must not only settle grievances, but also obtain wishes.

Xuanyuan Hao looked at her serious and stubborn appearance, couldn't help but sneer, and then lifted her chin, wrapped her waist, covered her lips, and drove straight in, lingering and teasing. Then, as if punishing, he bit her hard.

Ran Ziyu, as always, stretched out his hand to block weakly, although to no avail. Until there was a pain in his tongue that he let go of her.

She unconsciously took a step back and touched the blood that was running from the corner of her mouth.

She's hell of a person. took a step forward, and was picked up by him, and after lingering and warming, she collapsed in his arms, her clothes were half open, and a white jade-like hand was inside....

"Master?" The strange sensation of tingling stimulated her, and she desperately tried to hold back her trembling body. I felt that Xuanyuan Hao seemed to be in a better mood, and thought of the person in the dungeon who wanted to kill her..."Master, do you have any incompatible brothers?" After thinking about it, he added, "Except for Emperor Hui." ”

The hand covering the soft part of his chest suddenly paused, and for only a moment, he repeated his previous movements, and said gloomily: "No." ”

"Oh." Ran Ziyu looked thoughtful, pulled out the hand in his clothes by the way, turned to look at him, "Then the master should be careful, there are thieves who disguise themselves as the master, not only in appearance, but also in action and speech." ”

"Even Yu'er almost admitted her mistake." Ran Ziyu had palpitations, that superb disguise technique, if he changed to someone else, he would definitely not be recognizable. The person's imitation of Xuanyuan Hao also reached the point of being fake, but unfortunately there was something missing in that tone, reminding her that it was not Xuanyuan Hao, and that person was arrogant, and he admitted it himself.

It is estimated that if he is caught in the future, he will die a miserable death.

"Scared?" Xuanyuan Hao snorted lightly, his gorgeous eyelashes were charming, and he sneered.

The corners of his eyebrows and eyes are abnormal, delicate and gorgeous, and seductive. The dark eyes unreservedly released the aura of hell, which was extremely terrifying, but it made people unable to take their eyes off.

Ran Ziyu avoided his treacherous eyes, lowered his head slightly, and smiled lightly, "Back to the master, Yu'er is not afraid." "He's nothing compared to you.

Xuanyuan Hao was silent for a moment, and his cold voice was faint, "Stupid girl who is not ashamed." ”