The moon is close to the western mountains, the stars are dim, and the mountains and rivers are shrouded in the night, and there is no light.

Torches inserted in the dirt, orange and yellow lights waving together, accompanied by the sound of sword fighting, the flames are like man-eating monsters, dancing back and forth in the air and shaking their slender waists, casting a changing black shadow on the black soil.

A gust of sword wind swept in, and the upright flames immediately bent over, Murong Baixing's eyes looked at the flames that had just straightened their waists and showed unforgivable intentions, and with a flick of his wrist, the long sword cut off the human head of the fire core and threw it at the enemy.

He and Han Qing had planned to pretend to be captured and go to visit the leader of the man in black, but he didn't expect that halfway through, the drunken Han Qing was in a coma, and he was pressed by the lustful people in the roadside grass to insult him!

As Han Qing's friend, how can he bear it, how can he not stand up for him.

"Ah, it's on fire." The man in black couldn't dodge, and Buyi immediately caught fire, and he threw his sword to extinguish the fire in fright.

Murong Bai looked at the man in black who was panicked, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he approached the torch while retreating.

Flying like a star, a semicircular parabola was drawn, and it smashed into the man in black accurately, igniting a scream.

The man in black was disorganized, and he didn't care about chasing and killing, so he was busy helping his companions to put out the fire.

"Hanarang, let's go." Murong Bai jumped under the big tree in the air, and just dragged Han Qing, who was stunned under the tree, when suddenly a shot was inserted horizontally in front of him, and the fierce sword qi forced him to let go and quickly take a step back.

"Don't want to go!" The man scolded, and then his subordinates came one after another.

Murong Bai raised his hand to block the sharp spear, and when he heard this, his brows furrowed unhappily, this person was the little head who had just led the troops, and he came to stop him when he saw that the situation was wrong.

The two tentatively made a move, but they couldn't test each other's depths. The good guy has a few pounds! Murong Bai muttered in his heart, and couldn't help but wait for it.

The little leader didn't expect that Murong Bai's martial arts were really strong, his swordsmanship was really exquisite, and more than a dozen people besieged him at the same time, and he was a little struggling, and glanced at Han Qing, who was still in a daze, and couldn't help but sweat to complete the master's task.

"Stop! Han Qing's life is in my hands. While the two were fighting, someone by the tree suddenly shouted loudly.

So when the person turned his head to look, it turned out that it was still a man in black, and Ah San held Han Qing hostage by the tree with a knife.

Murong Bai paused to fight, the cold in his starry eyes was even more pressing, and he walked in unhappily and demanded, "Let him go."

"Put down your weapon, or I'll be rude to him." Ah San saw him approaching, and the knife in his hand pressed even tighter.

Han Qing felt the danger on his neck, and finally came out of the frustration of falling into the hands of the little man, his slender eyes swept towards Murong Bai, suppressed a heavy indignation, and calmly persuaded Murong Bai: "Yulin, do as he says."

Murong Bai was unwilling, gritted his teeth, and threw the long sword he grabbed to the ground with a "clang", and the little leader waved his hand anxiously to signal others to step forward and tie up.

The people in black had just seen how powerful he was, so they trotted two steps and hurriedly tied up Murong Bai to prevent him from rebelling again.

Seeing that Murong Bai was tied up, the little leader breathed a sigh of relief and walked in front of Han Qing.

He looked at Han Qing, who was untidy, and said apologetically: "Han Gongzi can't help it, I will tell the master to deal with it when I go back, and give you an explanation."

Han Qing's eyes were stern, but there was a smile on his face, and he said, "Your master must have explained that you can't hurt me in the slightest, right?" However, this time I was insulted by your subordinates, I want to ask your master in person, how do you teach the slaves, and what should you be guilty of discriminating indiscriminately? ”

The little leader didn't expect that he would be thoroughly figured out in just a few words, and now he was threatened by Han Qing upside down, and his face under the black scarf was a little bad.

"Han Gongzi, what do you want to do?" The little leader thought for a moment and asked in a deep voice.

"Simple, you can untie me now and let me deal with it personally." Han Qing said leisurely, as if he was in the middle of a leisurely court, drinking wine and tea, not like a prisoner under the stairs, and experienced embarrassing things.

The little leader waved his hand and motioned for Ah San to loosen Han Qing's ties.

Han Qing stood up, and the powerful aura overwhelmed the people present, and he couldn't breathe.

His sharp and murderous eyes swept towards Ah Si, his thin lips hooked lightly, and Ah Si saw his domineering eyes, and his body trembled involuntarily.

Han Qing turned his wrist and moved his qi and blood, stared straight at Ah Si, and said in a deep voice: "The sword is coming."

Others handed him a long sword, Han Qing held it in his hand in front of everyone and weighed it a few times, walked to Ah Si who was kneeling on the ground, and gestured to Ah Si who was frightened, that disgusting face seemed to be thinking about where to start.

"You're bold, huh?" Han Qing touched the sharp blade of the sword, blew a breath, and put the tip of the sword in front of Ah Si's eyes, and said with a dangerous smile.

I have heard that the "jade-faced Shura" is cold-blooded and cruel, never blinking an eye when killing, and the methods are extremely cruel.

Ah Sicong handed him over to Han Qing to deal with from the leader, and he expected that he might not survive tonight, so he simply laughed and said: "I have no father, no mother, no wife and no children, and now I have given the jade-faced Shura, and it is worth it to say that the face is worth it, hahahaha......"

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes sneaked a peek at the person concerned.

"You-" Han Qing didn't expect that a little person would dare to smile when he was dying, so angry that his eyes immediately turned blood-red, and his long sword trembled.

"Okay, okay, okay, you'd better keep your mouth on me-" Han Qing raised his sword and wanted to slash this unclean beast, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was cheap, and smashed the sword on the ground and laughed madly.

"Take me to your master, and I'll ask him what good men he has taught." Han Qing's slender eyes swelled with wind and clouds, and his face was pale and he grinded his teeth with hatred.

"Yes." The leader couldn't understand Han Qing's meaning, and replied cowardly.

The group of people continued to walk forward tremblingly, and after about half an hour of walking, an inn appeared in front of the suburbs.

The leader motioned for everyone to stop outside, ran to the inn alone, and only came out of the inn after a long time, Han Qing, who had a calm face, said: "Han Gongzi is late at night, the master has already slept, and I will give you an explanation tomorrow." I've sent someone to arrange an empty room for you, and get the bath water ready. ”

Han Qing was silent, and the leader turned his head to the others and instructed his subordinates: "Take Ah Si into custody to prevent him from committing suicide, as for Han Gongzi's friends, ......"

The leader looked at Han Qing for advice.

"He'll leave it to me, you don't have to worry about it." Han Qing didn't loosen the tie for Murong Bai, his slender fingers grabbed the rope that Murong Bai was tying, and dragged him into the inn.

Everyone sighed a little in their hearts, and they couldn't understand why the jade-faced Rakshasa was so calm.

Murong Bai was dragged all the way into the guest room by Han Qing, and as soon as he stepped into the room, he asked Han Qing angrily, "Why didn't you kill Ah Si."

Han Qing ignored his commotion, looked at the room that had been arranged, walked behind the screen, and Murong Bai asked reluctantly.

Han Qing took off his clothes, turned his head to look at Murong Bai, who was still there, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to stay there and watch me take a bath?"

Murong Bai unnaturally avoided his gaze, and heard the sound of his clothes falling to the ground in his ears, and his heart was full of mixed feelings for a while.

Why? He can still be so calm when he encounters this kind of thing!

Murong Bai couldn't help but swept towards Han Qing, who had stepped into the prepared bathtub, with unacceptable pain in his eyes.

Han Qing just scrubbed every inch of his skin seriously, but he scrubbed until the skin in the back was red, and he was still scrubbing hard.

It's not that he doesn't care......

He resented himself more than anyone else......

"Hanarang, don't do this." Murong Bai didn't know when he broke free from the rope, held his hands, and hugged him into his arms.

Han Qing buried his face deep in his arms and said bitterly, "Why did he treat me like that."

"Hanalang, don't be afraid, I'll wash your body for you." Murong Bai bowed a handful of water, gently poured it on Han Qing's shoulder, and carefully applied soap powder to his skin.

The two met softly, and I don't know when, they actually started kissing each other.

Murong Bai stroked his hair and kissed him affectionately, Han Qing felt that the alcohol began to rise again, and his newly sober mind fell into a new round of intoxication.

Han Qing actually enjoyed the feeling of being gently possessed by Murong Bai and touching every inch of skin, it was a kind of magical feeling of being soaked in a hot spring, very comfortable.

Han Qing felt that his body was like a stamen, and every inch was broken by Murong Bai's sharp blade, a gentle and powerful impact, which made people indulge in the tide of love.

"Yulin, Yulin......"

Han Qing couldn't help but hug him tightly, calling his name emotionally, and even began to take the initiative to ask for a kiss, just kissing and kissing, Murong Bai suddenly seemed to be a different person and began to be brutal.

Murong Bai plundered mercilessly, every inch of soft flesh in his mouth, and said with an evil smile on his face: "Hualang, you finally surrendered to my crotch."

It was Xiao Jingyu's voice, and under Han Qing's surprise and shame, Murong Bai suddenly tore off the human skin mask and hid behind the mask was Xiao Jingyu.

Han Qing immediately began to struggle, shouting in fear, "You let go of me."

Xiao Jingyu held his hands and laughed evilly, "Hualang, you just admit that you like me to be you, right?"

"Go away, go away! Pervert, don't touch me!" Han Qing felt that there was a big mountain on his body that made him breathless, he grabbed and bitten, Xiao Jingyu grew firmly in his body, and he couldn't be separated no matter what.

Han Qing cried out in despair.

"Hua Lang'er, wake up, wake up ......"

Suddenly a familiar and reassuring cry penetrated his ears, the voice of Qingyue was the god who came to save him from the sea of suffering, and as the cry became clearer and clearer, the dream began to shake.

Xiao Jingyu's evil face was annihilated in the air, he stood in the lava of hell, looked up and saw a blurred face above the sky, and the light of purification fell from him, sporadically, washing away all the filth and sin of hell.

Han Qing felt that all the dreams were shattered, but there was unprecedented peace in his heart.

Han Qing opened it slowly, curled up her thick eyelashes, and saw the unfamiliar top of the bed, and felt momentary confusion.

"Hua Lang'er, who is Yulin?" Suddenly, someone next to him leaned intimately into his ear and asked ambiguously with his head propped up.

Han Qing turned his head and saw in front of him, his enlarged jade face immediately exploded, and he retreated to the corner of the bed in shock, jumped up and pointed at him and asked loudly, "Ye Yuanshan!" Where did you get me? ”

"This is my inn where I rest, people are here to serve you all night, you eat and wipe clean, and all night is called "Yulin", "Yulin", I am so pitiful. ”

Ye Yuanshan stroked the green silk on his chest, his eyebrows as long as a distant mountain, glanced at him, deliberately the wicked person sued first, and said pitifully.

Han Qing heard him mention that Murong Bai was a little uncomfortable on his face, and he was annoyed that he had a strange spring dream, which made him how to get along with Murong Bai in the future.

"Y-shut up." Han Qing was worried in his heart, and when he heard his cheap and obedient words, he immediately sank his handsome face, glared at Ye Yuanshan and scolded angrily.

"Hua Lang'er, I came to you this time to elope with you, and I have already prepared the dowry." Ye Yuanshan used his strong chest to approach Han Qing and pressed him and laughed.

Han Qing avoided his approach, and refused in disgust: "I will never accept men in my backyard, you are dead of this heart."

"Oh, don't you want to hear what the dowry is?" Ye Yuanshan said seductively.

"Say!" Han Qing heard from Oiran that he had been hiding in Mu Wanguo all these years, and according to Ye Yuanshan's, the more joking things were, the bigger things were.

"Well, my master Bailixi and the emperor have completely broken up, led 150,000 elite soldiers to run away from home, and are now thinking about finding a long-term meal ticket.

Mu Yunguo has already thrown out an olive branch, I think of Hua Lang'er in the northern cold, from the general to the prime minister, and to marry a wife as a horse, it is better to take this opportunity to look back to you, the old man is good to reunite.

Coincidentally, I am his confidant, and our relationship is very good, if I say a few good words for the Northern Han Kingdom in front of him, and take a bridge for you, the Northern Han Kingdom will not ......"

Ye Yuanshan deliberately paused his words and stopped talking, observing Han Qing's expression interestingly.

"That's a good idea, but it's a pity that I don't even have a foot wash in my backyard, and I don't have a manure bucket for my subordinates." Han Qing wanted to humiliate Ye Yuanshan and make him retreat.

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuanshan grabbed his hand shamelessly, and said shamelessly: "It doesn't matter, since I can't be the main house, then you can treat me as your little lover, as long as you have nothing to do and sit in my boudoir, just accompany my lonely and empty heart."

"Wait for you, persuade your master to negotiate with me." Han Qing's expression was a little broken, and he didn't bother to listen to him continue.

"That's okay, I'll arrange for the two of you to meet at noon tomorrow, I'll send you back first, I guess you won't come back overnight, your little lover will be scared to death......"

"Do you have any people called Ah Three, Ah Four?" Han Qing recalled the nightmare that was too real and asked hesitantly.

"No, as long as a person named Xiao Qi, why did he suddenly ask." Ye Yuanshan had just finished speaking, and suddenly there was a sound of "ping pong" fighting downstairs.

"It's okay! It's okay!" Han Qing breathed a sigh of relief and denied it weakly. He would never say that he was bullied one after another in his dreams.

"What's going on downstairs, it's so lively, wait for me to open the door and take a look......" Ye Yuanshan was fortunately attracted by the fight downstairs and missed his expression.

Ye Yuanshan put on his clothes and opened the door to take a look at the situation with great interest, but he didn't expect that a cold sword was immediately set up on his neck.

"Where is Han Qing!" Murong Bai pressed the sword in his hand and stared at the man in front of him and asked viciously.

"Oh, Hua Lang'er, your little lover has come to catch the adulterer, you hide quickly......" Ye Yuanshan turned around and deliberately reminded Han Qing who was dressing "kindly".

Murong Bai followed Ye Yuanshan's line of sight and bumped into Han Qing who was getting dressed and getting a haircut, his eyes moved from the underwear thrown on the ground to the bed full of affection, and his heart suddenly emptied.

Since Han Qing disappeared from the Oiran room, he was frightened, running back and forth to look for it, and he didn't close his eyes all night without feeling the slightest tiredness, and at this moment, he was a little tired and couldn't hold his eyelids.

The two looked at each other in the air, Han Qing remembered that strange spring dream, like a pervert who was caught by his wife in a brothel, and his heart was twisted to avoid his gaze, and Murong Bai's face turned white in an instant.

Ye Yuanshan carefully picked up the long sword, and ran behind Han Qing to hide in fear, like an angry little daughter-in-law.

"Yulin, go. Don't forget what you promised me. Han Qing didn't give Ye Yuanshan a good color, and after taking care of his clothes, he dropped a sentence and left without looking back.

Murong Bai looked at his still agile pace, lowered his eyes, and stopped talking.

"Tsk, you are Yulin, this little face is really handsome, no wonder you lost three of the five tricks that Hua Lang'er was obsessed with. You can beat a few of my men, and kung fu is also a master, I don't know if the kung fu on this bed is also such a master, hahaha. ”

Ye Yuanshan touched Murong Bai's handsome little face and said teasingly.

Who are you?" Murong Bai held the hilt of the sword tightly, and asked in a deep voice with a pale face.

"Hey, didn't Hua Lang'er mention me? Then I might as well introduce myself, my surname is Ye Yuanshan, and I am a good friend of Hua Lang'er who has known him in the military camp for more than two years, and we are temporarily separated because of some misunderstandings, and now the old relationship is burning again.

Last night, we stripped naked and ...... in a bed." Before Ye Yuanshan finished speaking, Murong Bai had a cold face and left without looking back.

Ye Yuanshan looked at the silent figure of them walking farther and farther away, playing with the ends of his hair, and said to himself: "Hey, this young man really doesn't like to joke, he doesn't really think that I am a pair with Hua Lang'er, right?"