Chapter 591: The humble did not dare to forget the country

originally thought that the girls were leafless duckweed, selling jokes and selling bodies, but they were just seeking a way to live, but they didn't think they could be so decisive.

Sharp knives pierced their snow-white, soft bodies, and they fell down smiling, bright red stained through the accumulated snow, but they would not beg for mercy.

"The play is folded, the water sleeves rise and fall, singing sorrows and joys, and it has nothing to do with me.

The fan opens and closes, the gongs and drums sound silently, and the outsiders in the play are outsiders, who can say it.

I am accustomed to integrating joy, anger, sorrow and joy into the powder, and how about singing and wearing the clichés, I am all white, green and gray!

In troubled times, duckweed endured to watch the beacon fire burning mountains and rivers, and the humble did not dare to forget the country, even if no one knew me......"

The girl sang the tune in a graceful voice, but halfway through the song, a bright knife swung over, and her graceful voice came to an abrupt end.

The beautiful head falls to the ground from the body, and the silent movie rolls into the snow, half of the cheeks are buried in the snow, half of the cheeks are exposed, the corners of the lips are slightly curved, and the eyebrows and eyes are smiling, and the frame is eternally frozen.

The snow became heavier and heavier, and soon the corpses in one place and the bright red in one place were buried, and the earth was white and clean, as if the purgatory on earth had never existed.

A ray of morning light splits the clouds and shines on the earth.

The Northern Desert soldiers got up from their slumber and started a new day of drills, and the entire military camp began to be lively.

Gu Qianzhou and his entourage acted separately, while investigating the location of the prison, and at the same time making every effort to find out the overall situation and defense of the Northern Desert soldiers.

Gu Qianzhou inquired about the location of the prison and immediately wanted to save people, but Jun Moshen imprisoned her by his side and prevented her from breaking in.

Saving lives is only part of the plan, and it's not time yet.

Gu Qianzhou listened to him, suppressed his impulse, and followed him every step of the way.

Because she found that it was safest to follow the scum prince.

The scumbag prince is bold and careful, his disguise technique is superb, and he can also speak the true Beidesert dialect, and he is very familiar with the military structure of the Northern Desert, and can quickly deduce the identity of the other party from their dressing and demeanor, and make almost infallible countermeasures.

He pretended to be a general of the Northern Desert and took her around the huge military camp, stunned that no one recognized their identities.

It was not until the evening that Jun Moshen took Gu Qianzhou back to the big tent, and when it was dark, they went to the prison to rob people and leave.

Gu Qianzhou ran around the huge military camp for a day, was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back, he returned to the tent, grabbed a flatbread and nibbled on it.

After only a few bites, a rough voice came from outside, "Agoura, the weather is good today, come on, come and go out with my brother to wrestle." ”

As he spoke, he lifted the curtain and stepped in.

Gu Qianzhou panicked, a mouthful of bread choked in his throat, and at this moment, Jun Mo Shen dodged over, threw her under him, and the two rolled in the center of the big tent, in a strange posture.

His long body almost completely obscured her, and his handsome face was buried in her neck, gnawing at her neck.

The posture of the two is tightly stitched and intimate, as if they are doing something unspeakable.

The Northern Desert man who stepped in was stunned for a moment when he saw this scene, and then laughed, "I didn't expect my brother to be so interested today, hahaha......"

Jun Moshen's voice was hoarse, with the unbearable feeling of dissatisfaction, "I have to send the arrow on the string, and I will accompany my brother to compete another day." ”