On the top of a hill north of the Mountains of the Dead, a hundred pitch-black tents were stationed, surrounded by spiky fences, forming a small camp.

From time to time, murderous soldiers in black armor patrolled and shuttled.

If there are people who understand, they will be surprised, these soldiers are not ordinary soldiers, but the most prestigious black armor army of the Golden Leaf Dynasty.

Of course, although the Black Armor Army nominally belongs to the Golden Leaf Dynasty, who doesn't know that the Black Armor Army is actually a descendant army of the Nord family.

The Black Armor Army is an army that fought out of blood and fire, and its combat power is so strong that all the national forces that are enemies with it have heard of it.

The number of the Black Armor Army is not large, and for the establishment of 100,000 people in the first army, the Black Armor Army is only 12,000 and is seriously lacking.

There are a hundred tents here, and each tent houses four black-armored soldiers, so I think there are four hundred black-armored soldiers, that is, a battalion of soldiers.

A battalion of black armor troops, there are already quite a few.

The idle army, even if it is ten times the strength of the army to fight against it, will be killed by a battalion of black armor troops.

The military soul of the Black Armor Army was created by the Nord family, and it was also the biggest reliance of the Nord family.

At this time, in the main tent in the camp of the Black Armor Army, a burly young man with a chest was staring at the map of the undead mountain range spread out on the table, with many lines crisscrossed on it.

The young man's facial features were like those of a knife and an axe, his muscles were sturdy, and a roaring tiger was tattooed on his front body, and the tiger's head was on his two iron-like pectorals.

As his chest muscles shook, the tiger came to life, as if it had come to life.

He is Huai'an. Nord, the eldest brother of Qi Bei's mother, is one of the three commanders of the Black Armor Army.

The Black Armor Army has a total of 30 battalions, with a commander for every 10 battalions, and Huai'an is just over 20 years old. Nord is already a high authority.

"Brother, where the hell are you? Big brother doesn't believe you're dead. "Huai'an. Nord slammed the table, he couldn't forget that before his mother died of childbirth in Qibei, he cried and grabbed his hand and asked him to take care of his younger brother, when he was only five years old.

At this moment, the curtain was lifted, and two excessively handsome soldiers walked in with pastries and tea.

"Commander, eat something, I made it myself. The little soldier with a little red mole between his willow eyebrows said softly, this voice was pleasant to the ear, and it was clearly a girl's accent.

Huai'an. Nord raised his head and looked at the girl who was easy to make a fuss.

This girl is not an ordinary person, but Princess Ruixue of the Golden Leaf Dynasty.

Ten days ago, Princess Ruixue sneaked out of the palace with a maid and ran to the treacherous mountain range of the dead to find him.

Princess Ruixue was born beautifully, and her surname is also gentle, and her affection for him is well known.

Huai'an. Nord was a man with strong blood, and on that day, he happened to find a piece of jade pendant left by Qi Bei, thinking that something had happened to his younger brother and he was grief-stricken.

At this time, Princess Ruixue was gently soothing by the side, and this ** thing burned like this.

One night**, the virgin Princess Ruixue endured the discomfort and let him take what he wanted again and again.

Huai'an after sobering up. Nord knew that things were a little bigger, and the contradictions between the royal family and the Nord family were irreconcilable. Besides, Huai'an. Nord has been engaged to the eldest lady of the Feng family since he was a child.

If Princess Ruixue follows him, then his marriage with the eldest lady of the Feng family will collapse, and the alliance between the Nord family and the Feng family will be cracked.

Another one, becoming a royal son-in-law, how can the Nord family rest assured that he will be in charge of the army again.

However, Huai'an. Nord is a man who dares to act, and since the matter has come to this, he will not run away from it, and he has truthfully passed on this matter to his father, believing that with his father's plan, he will definitely come up with a proper plan.

Princess Ruixue looked at Huai'an with some obsession. Nord's sturdy body walked gently behind him, and a pair of jade hands began to pinch his shoulders for him.

Pressing, Princess Ruixue's breathing suddenly became short, and her little hand changed from pressing to stroking.

The first way to be humane is the time to eat the marrow and know the taste.

Huai'an. Nord grabbed Princess Ruixue's little hand, picked her up and put her on the huge table, and with a rough pull of his big hand, he had already peeled Princess Ruixue into a little white sheep, and her strong body was immediately pressed up.

Jiao's panting and moaning suddenly sounded, and on the side, the delicate maid was watching this spring palace from the side.

In the upper class society of the Golden Leaf Dynasty, it was very normal for the maid to watch the master practice the way of humanity, and most of the lords would not shy away from the personal maid at all.

The role of the personal maid is to warm the bed, and when the master rises, she also needs to join the battlefield.

The maid had a blushing face, her eyes lowered, and her hands crossed in front of her, as if she was very shy.

However, no one noticed that her lowered gaze was dark, and between her intertwined hands, a faint black glow was emanating.

......

......

Qi Bei hugged the bewitching ice cube, and her body was frozen numb by the cold on her body.

If it weren't for the crazy operation of the internal force in his body, he was afraid that the cold qi would have invaded his heart and died.

Holding a peerless beauty in his arms, it was a very fragrant thing, but it was the most painful time to experience in Qibei, even the little brother was so cold that he was almost unconscious, and he was fragrant and glamorous.

Fortunately, this is already the ninth day, and if there is another Ming day, the strange cold poison on the bewitching body should stop attacking.

And every morning, the little brother is still arrogant on the bewitching body, which also makes Qi Bei masturbate, at least the little brother is still competitive, and he has not withered young.

Enchanting also seems to acquiesce to him rubbing oil every morning, or maybe this can be regarded as a kind of gratitude and compensation for him. As for whether there is an emotional element in this, anyway, whenever Qi Bei asks about it, she always sneers at her.

In the past nine days, Qi Bei has fallen asleep from exhaustion almost every time due to the excessive consumption of internal force. However, this gave him an unexpected surprise, and the increase in internal force was several times faster than before.

Qi Bei woke up in a daze, and suddenly felt that his palm was wrapped in a slippery and warm mass, and he subconsciously pinched it, this feeling was ......

Qi Bei suddenly thought of something, and suddenly opened his eyes, only to see the enchanting in his arms staring at him fiercely, and his hand, at some point, slipped into her shirt and was holding one of her breasts.

"Is it easy to touch?" said seductively, but there was a cold chill in the delicate voice.

Qi Bei withdrew his hand like lightning, and his head shook like a wave.

"Not easy to touch?" the bewitching tone became colder.

It's bad!" Qi Bei hurriedly nodded again.

"Good to touch, do you want to touch it again?" the bewitching head leaned in front of Qi Bei's face, and the aroma of Rulan sprayed on his lips.

Qi Bei rolled his eyes, what do you like, he said with a dead face: "It feels great, it's even cooler to touch every day." ”

"Then you touch it again. The corners of her mouth curled.

Qi Bei really stretched out his hand, Nima, let me touch it, don't I really dare?