"No, you belong to this desert, of course you belong to this desert! You are my niece, and this is something that cannot be denied by blood!"

Before Zhao Yan could say anything, Hu Yanqiao was already anxious, he couldn't accept that he had used the greatest sincerity, but he had reaped the worst ending.

"Chief Huyan, your kindness is a concubine, but the concubine has the heart of a concubine, please don't force the concubine to ......" Wanwan paused and crossed her gaze over Zhao Yan's face: "Do something drastic." ”

The Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory.

No matter what the reason for the war between the Sairuo tribe and the eight tribes of the Sand tribe was at the beginning, now that she knows her life experience, she will never recognize Hu Yanmiao as an uncle again.

And the traditional rule of untying the veil and letting the Sand woman sacrifice her virginity not to show her face to outsiders can no longer restrain her Wanwan, in fact, she has used this decisive way to show her attitude.

Wanwan's personality is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside-

Hu Yanmiao didn't intend to give up, but at this time, Zhao Yan suddenly took a step sideways, blocking Wanwan behind him.

"Chief Huyan, let's stop this matter for now. ”

Zhao Yan said.

This sentence made Hu Yanmiao's eyes tangled, and he looked at Zhao Yan painfully, as if he wanted to let his eyes pass through Zhao Yan and see Wanwan who was blocked by Zhao Yan.

But in the end, after a long sigh, Hu Yanqiao still didn't say anything, and turned around and left with a lonely expression.

"I'm not going to give up!"

After taking a few steps, Hu Yanqiao said loudly again.

It's just that what he said was more like cheering himself up.

Zhao Yan understood. Most of the calls that put this sentence aside are not casually said. Rather, it really does.

It's just that...... Hey, it's really hard for a clean official to cut off family affairs!

Zhao Yan even regretted it a little. It shouldn't be involved in this.

Of course, Zhao Yan also understands that even if he is given regret medicine and let him make a new choice, I am afraid that he will still mix in the end.

If this continues, when will this young master be able to become a young Zhao Erlang?

Zhao Yan wanted to smile bitterly.

But at this moment, a pair of hands passed under his ribs, and then a soft and delicate body clung to his body.

Zhao Yan, who was caught off guard, was first subconsciously shocked in his heart. But the next moment he heard a sob.

So Zhao Yan understood that this was Wanwan's shell that could no longer maintain her strong body, showing her vulnerability to herself without reservation.

Wanwan is a girl after all, and before she knew it, Zhao Yan, who was already half a head taller than her, blocked her in front of her without reservation, so that she couldn't help but want to cry and hug Zhao Yan when she didn't have to face Hu Yanmiao.

It's just that the character of being soft on the outside and rigid on the inside. Still let Wanwan just sobbed quietly, instead of crying happily.

Although Zhao Yan didn't quite understand what Wanwan was thinking in his heart at the moment, he could at least make his originally stiff back. Quickly softened down, so that Wanwan would not feel panicked.

But that's what Zhao Yan can do. It was the first time he encountered this kind of thing, and he couldn't even think of any suitable words. to comfort Wanwan.

But for Wanwan, that's already ...... Enough is enough.

It's true. Enough is enough.

What Wanwan needs at the moment is just a place that is as generous as a mountain and can bring her a sense of security.

Only will this cause a different kind of affection between the two, at least at this moment, whether it is Zhao Yan or Wanwan, they don't have the time and mood to think about this kind of boring question.

I don't know how long the time has passed, and Wanwan, who was sobbing softly behind Zhao Yan's back, has become silent.

"Zhao Gongzi, thank you. ”

Wanwan put her face on Zhao Yan's back and whispered.

"What do you say, we are so familiar with each other, why do you want to thank you or not? Besides, Young Master Ben has turned his face against you!"

Zhao Yan replied with the opportunity, he was finally a little relieved, he felt that Wanwan should have come out of her sadness.

Zhao Yanzheng was secretly thinking to himself, Wanwan, who was holding him tightly from behind, suddenly let go of his hands.

Then, it was the sound of Suo Suo sorting out his clothes, which made Zhao Yan, who originally wanted to look back at the situation, suddenly feel bad about looking back.

However, I already have the consciousness to turn around, but if I don't turn around in order to become a hooligan, will I be regarded as a gentleman on the outside and an evil sulk on the inside?

With this thought, Zhao Yan was immediately entangled, and it was not possible to turn around, nor was it to turn around......

"Zhao Gongzi, please turn around. ”

Fortunately, the torment of the years did not torment Zhao Yan for too long, and he heard the heavenly voice of Wanwan.

With a long sigh of relief in his heart, Zhao Yan turned around at a speed that could be called a monkey's urgency.

So Zhao Yan saw that Wanwan, who was originally wearing a Sha Clan-style robe on the outside, had taken off the robe, revealing the purple clothes similar to Hanfu that were originally worn inside.

The long hair that was originally scattered has also been coiled up gracefully, but it is just a hairpin that is inserted on the head as a fixed bun, but it is a few branches that have been broken off from the red willow tree.

Then, a truth that many people know but will not take the initiative to say has been verified again in Wanwan, and this truth is - beautiful women will look good no matter how they dress up.

Even the willow branches, which are not worth a fortune, have become the hairpin on Wanwan's head, and they have also been transformed into a fascinating and different style......

"Zhao Gongzi, is it ugly for a cheap concubine to dress up like this?"

It was about too long and she didn't show her face in front of people, so Wanwan actually asked Zhao Yan, who was staring at her, like this.

Legend has it that after Huang Taiji captured Hong Chengchou, he sent his favorite concubine Hai Lanzhu to engage in seductive persuasion, although Hong Chengchou refused because he was not used to smelling it, but when Hai Lanzhu reported back to Huang Taiji, he said that Hong Chengchou had to wipe it several times because his clothes were stained with dust.

So Huang Taiji stroked his palms and smiled, saying that Hong Chengchou would definitely surrender and not commit suicide. Because a person who can even play the dust on his clothes has absolutely no desire to commit suicide and martyrdom.

Afterward. Hong Chengchou really sent me to the Qing Dynasty and asked Chongzhen, who held a remote sacrifice for him in Beijing. Lose face.

The first half of this story, although it is very unscored, but the psychological analysis behind it is quite interesting.

Therefore, after hearing Wanwan's question, the biggest stone in Zhao Yan's heart fell, and he felt that Wanwan, who was soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, should not do anything extreme at least for now.

"If I'm telling the truth, Wanwan, will you throw me into a tree again?"

Zhao Yan glanced at the big red willow tree next to him. The branches of this tree are quite tall, and if they are thrown into the tree, Zhao Yan is not sure if he will be embarrassed and have a fear of heights.

Poof—

Zhao Yan's worried appearance, his eyes were a little red and swollen, and he couldn't help laughing.

"Zhao Gongzi, you are really resentful, that concubine really didn't mean it, and, and ......" Wanwan glanced at Zhao Yan with a little blush, and then gritted her teeth and said quickly: "And that time was obviously Zhao Gongzi's fault." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. It's all my fault, it's all my fault. ”

Zhao Yan hurriedly nodded, he finally made Wanwan laugh, but he didn't want to be in such a better mood. Re-entered the state of heartbreak.

What does it matter to girls when the family is wiped out? You must know that the son actually once said that war is a man's game. The woman walked away.

"Zhao Gongzi, you haven't answered the cheap concubine yet. The way I look now, is it ugly or not? ”

Wanwan restrained her smile. He asked again.

"Okay, Young Master Ben's truth is that if Wanwan is also ugly, then there will be no good-looking women in this world! If it weren't for Wanwan's skills being too strong, where would Young Master Ben still stand so polite?"

Zhao Yan replied truthfully.

"Zhao Gongzi said nonsense!"

Wanwan didn't look over her head and didn't look at Zhao Yan anymore.

Zhao Yan smiled, he felt that the current matter was basically temporarily fooled.

Then, it's up to time to heal all pain—as long as life is long enough.

Of course, the premise is that no one will come to provoke Wanwan and uncover the wound in her heart that has finally stopped bleeding.

It's just that at this time, there are some things that I really can't think of, and Zhao Yan has this thought in his heart, and he hears a muffled thunderous sound of horses' hooves, rolling from afar.

There is no need to listen to the sound and identify the position, just looking at the dust trampled by the horse's hooves, you can conclude that the scale of this horse team is not too small, and the direction seems to be coming straight to the location of Zhao Yan and Wanwan.

Could it be that the chief of the bird's feather white tent shouted and immediately changed the grass and eradicated the roots if he did not recognize his relatives?

Zhao Yan was shocked, and immediately made a natural move to protect Wanwan behind him again.

"Wanwan be careful, I see that the comer is not good!"

Zhao Yan said without looking back, he was ready to blast out the Tiger Step Fist at any time, and then pull out the Eight Desolations Exorcision Sword that he wore on his waist at any time.

Although Wanwan didn't make a sound, in fact, her martial arts cultivation was higher than Zhao Yandu, and she was ready to fight at any time.

That team of cavalry came quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it had already appeared in Zhao Yan's sight.

It's just that this group of fierce cavalry did not hold the weapons in their hands, but put them on their backs or on their shoulders, and there were more or less prey such as chickens, rabbits, and even large desert wolves on both sides of their mounts.

It looks like it's the return from the hunt.

And this group of cavalry, surrounded by a sand tribe man with pure black fur and a tall flying camel, dressed as a white-robed youth, this white-robed young man sat crookedly on the auxiliary golden saddle, with a big white bow in the bag next to the saddle, and two already dead falcons hung on both sides of the saddle, and he couldn't help but look left and right.

Then, the white-robed young man who led the cavalry and flew over the camel was not surprised to see Wanwan, who was protected by Zhao Yan behind him, but took the initiative to reveal most of his body.

As a result, this white-robed young man who had been looking left and right, his originally bored eyes instantly brightened, and he stared at Wanwan directly, and his saliva almost flowed out directly.

In fact, it was not only the white-robed young man who was like this, the cavalry who was guarding him like the stars and the moon also showed the appearance of a stunned pig brother one by one.

Although it looks a little abominable, it shouldn't be sent by Hu Yanxuan to kill him.

Zhao Yan breathed a sigh of relief, stopped preparing for the Tiger Step Fist, and pulled Wanwan to take a step back and take the initiative to get out of the way.

It's a pity that this cavalry team led by the white-robed youth completely ignored Zhao Yan's kindness of letting them through.

I saw that the white-robed young man took the lead in pulling the reins, so that the divine horse that was originally walking like the wind flew and stopped.

"Stranger, one thousand taels of silver, sell you, a slave girl, to Young Master Ben!"

The white-robed young man who was wound with a gold and silver thread as a rope, with ivory as a horsewhip, and pointed condescendingly at Zhao Yan's nose, opened his mouth to say the first thing that was not a stupid thing that was not a son of man.

"This young master, you are so arrogant, do your parents know what to do?"

Zhao Yan didn't even bother to say no, and he didn't hesitate to ask him such a sentence, feeling that he had finally seen what it meant to be a lust fan.

"Stupid stranger, do you know who my young master is?! My young master is the great chief of Huyan who rules the entire desert, and the only son Huyan Tiemu......! provoked my young master to be angry, you will die in vain if you die!"

There was a follower who earned performance and scolded Zhao Yan loudly. (To be continued......)

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