Leng Moyu knew that this thousand-year-old ginseng must have nourished this man's body.

However, his martial arts cultivation is already frighteningly high, what else can he make up?

If you want to make it up, she will make it up.

She bowed down to him now, just so that she could be strong in the future.

Therefore, this thousand-year-old ginseng, she should eat it in her stomach and strive to become powerful as soon as possible.

She saw a nearby spring flowing down from above, "Your Highness, I'll go wash it." ”

After a while, she stood up and shouted in a panic, "Your Highness, it's not good. ”

"What's wrong?" The night chill strode in.

Leng Moyu was so aggrieved that he wanted to cry: "Your Highness, it's me who is not good, the thousand-year-old ginseng is gone, I don't know if it was washed away by the current?" ”

Ye Linhan immediately followed the direction of the spring flow, but after looking for a while, he didn't see it.

He stopped and looked at the lazy and cute woman who followed him, and saw that she had no intention of looking for her.

"Your Highness......" She didn't pay attention and crashed into his chest.

His wound was still painful, and he frowned, "Ling Bai, lie in front of me, do you know what the consequences are?" ”

"Huh?" Leng Moyu's eyes widened.

Ye Rin Han lowered his head and leaned closer to her lips, "You dare to lie to me that I was washed away by the water?" ”

"Is there any evidence?" Leng Moyu tilted his head and pouted.

Ye Rin Han pinched her tiny chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him.

The rough fingertips, the big hands that were used to holding weapons, were a world of difference compared to her soft bud-like skin.

"Evidence?" His voice grew cold, clear as water, and cold as frost, "You ate it into your stomach, did you ask me to disembowel you and dig out the residue of your stomach?" ”

"Your Highness, this is too cruel, isn't it?" Leng Moyu thought to himself, isn't it just a thousand-year-old ginseng? How could he be so calculating?

"Cruel?" Ye Rin Han squinted, "I'm coming all the way from the pile of dead, Jin Ge Iron Horse is in my body, and the sword and sword shadow are nine deaths, you talk to me about cruelty?" ”

On the battlefield, if you don't die, I will die, how can there be any mercy?

Compassion does not lead soldiers, righteousness does not control wealth, this is the most simple and easy to understand truth.

"What if you cut open my stomach and it's not your thousand-year-old ginseng, and I die because of it?" Leng Moyu has also been a mercenary, so he naturally understands his experience.

"Oh, that's your bad luck!" The night is cold, the clouds are light, and the wind is light.

He holds the power of life and death, and it is not up to him to decide whether he dies or lives.

"I have a way to identify it." Leng Moyu's brain spun fast.

Ye Rinhan's distinct fingers clenched and said, "Let's hear it?" ”

"What's the taste of your thousand-year-old ginseng?" Leng Moyu said immediately.

Ye Rinhan frowned: "I didn't eat again, how do I know?" ”

"But it's definitely not the taste of wild fruit, is it?" Leng Moyu smiled and spread out his small palms, and in the snow-white palms, there were a few purple wild fruits, which were somewhat similar to grapes, "If I eat thousand-year-old ginseng, it will definitely not taste like wild fruits, Your Highness can personally identify it!" ”

She tilted her little head up, close to his lips.

He could smell the seductive fruity aroma on her lips, juicy and delicious.

"Do you smell it?" As soon as Leng Moyu spoke, the breath of sweet and watery spirit came to his nose.

Ye Rin Han was supposed to face any woman, and he was as steady as a rock, but he reacted to her.

He couldn't help but want to kiss her......