"Quack-quack-"

In the slightly gloomy and dead boar forest, there are two noises of old birds from time to time.

Babble...

Squirming...

Next to a headless corpse, Qin Lang was rummaging through his clothes.

"Hey..."

Next to a stone behind him, a beautiful woman in red was sitting on her knees, and when she looked at Qin Lang, her apricot eyes were filled with extremely complicated feelings.

The most obvious of these is anger and unwillingness.

"You've been turning over for a long time... Did you find anything..."

Her tone is very well controlled, light and light, except for the simple sound of goodness, people can't hear too much joy, anger and sorrow.

"No, one poor and two white."

Qin Lang groped for a while on the so-called "Wild Boar Forest Vampire Monster", but in the end he didn't find anything, and it was impossible to know his identity.

But it doesn't matter, what Qin Lang is happiest in his heart now is that he met the woman he thinks about day and night in this place.

"What are you laughing at?"

Su Yupan, who was sitting on the ground, raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Lang.

"I laugh at you now, it's exactly the same as when you sat at the head of the bed and cried."

Crying chirp...

Su Yupan subconsciously frowned:

"I..."

“？”

"Really... Fake? I... Did you cry in the first place? ”

"I'm crying."

Qin Lang grabbed his hair:

"Just because, in order to stop the bleeding for you, and then help you point points or something... Of course, it was a misunderstanding in hindsight. ”

“……”

Can you cry when you click on a hole?

Tsk, I have to say, my sister is really wasteful...

Su Yupan was sure that if it was herself, she would give Qin Lang whatever point she wanted, and she would definitely not say a word.

"By the way, the silver bottle..."

“？！”

When Su Yupan heard him call himself a "silver bottle" now, he couldn't help but be flustered, and even his long eyelashes trembled.

There is no other reason, but I am afraid that this person will suddenly hug himself again, and suddenly kiss himself again.

Especially... Especially kissing the mouth...

Su Yupan is incredible now, it turns out that the kiss between men and women is actually that kind of... couldn't say it, and even made himself slightly numb at the time, so that he couldn't stop his feeling.

It is true that Her Majesty the Empress, who likes essays, once learned about kissing in books.

[Two mouthfuls of each other, mouth spit cloves]

[A song of Qing Song, gradually leading the cherry to break]

[Chewing red mushrooms, smiling and spitting at Tanlang]

It's just that most of these are essays from the previous dynasty, and the descriptions are somewhat obscure, and Her Majesty the Empress will definitely not be able to experience the real feeling just by looking at it.

I never thought about it, but now... In this way experienced...

And Su Yupan thought about it carefully, this seems to be my first kiss?

Thinking about it carefully, Qin Lang seems to be his sister's man?

Isn't that the equivalent of...

Sister's man... Took the first kiss of the future sister-in-law?

In addition, this happened in the royal family, Su Yupan thought about it, and the bulging placket propped up by a pair of Kodama peach began to rise and fall, his cheeks were red, and his expression became more and more serious.

Unconsciously, the aura of the superior person she exuded made Qin Lang feel a strange feeling.

"How?"

He took Zhen Ji aside and finished feeding the grass, came back and stared at Su Yinhua and laughed:

"After being the county lord in the capital for a while, the spirit of the king has also been brought to the rivers and lakes?"

Hearing this, Su Yupan glared at Qin Lang:

"You're the king!"

"I'm talking about the overlord's tyrant."

"Then you don't talk about the overlord's anger?"

“……”

Qin Lang was stunned for a moment, and thought for a while, as if there was some truth.

Why do you want to talk about the spirit of the king, not the spirit of the overlord...

"And I... I have the air of an emperor, and I am not an overlord. ”

"The Emperor's Spirit..."

Qin Lang shook his head:

"That kind of thing isn't for you, it's for your sister."

“？？？”

Su Yupan stood up when he heard this:

"That kind of thing? What do you call that kind of thing? ”

"It's just... The spirit of the emperor, it's like that anyway... Hmm..."

Qin Lang couldn't say it clearly, so he made two random gestures:

"It's the feeling of being constrained, impersonal, and alone."

“……”

The empress, who was originally displeased, seemed to be angry all of a sudden after hearing Qin Lang's words, but her eyes were stunned for a moment, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but then she quickly returned to her clarity:

"Then how do you know, my sister... When she is the empress of the dynasty, she is suitable for the emperor's spirit? ”

Qin Lang smiled:

"The empress ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, fifteen abolished princes, sixteen entire dynasties, twenty peaceful worlds, can you do it without a little imperial spirit?"

“……”

Su Yupan didn't answer, only a sentence appeared in his heart.

[What if she never wanted to do this]

"Of course, there is a possibility."

When Su Yupan was silent, Qin Lang spoke again:

"What if your sister never wanted to do that?"

"Huh...?"

The empress suddenly raised her head, and for a moment, she thought that Qin Lang could read minds or something.

If that's the case, it's better to say.

But looking at his breezy appearance, Su Yupan's mood added a touch of eccentricity, his lips opened, but after all, he didn't say anything, got up and stroked the perfect moon arc under his waist, showed off his feet, and jumped on the horse.

"Good body."

Qin Lang's eyes lit up:

"I haven't seen you for a long time, but I'm good at kung fu."

"Heh..."

Su Yupan snorted noncommittally, and before he could think about what to do next, he was surprised to see Qin Lang also jump and ride on Zhen Ji's back.

The next moment, Su Yupan felt that his soft waist was wrapped around a pair of warm arms.

"You... You let go! ”

Su Yupan forcibly suppressed the uncontrollable shame, and the powder on his face flashed.

"You go down!"

"Appeal ——!"

"You... Who are you calling for!? ”

"Harm, you scared Zhen Ji..."

Qin Lang couldn't cry or laugh, what he said, he was riding a horse, not her, who else could he call...

"Let's go back to the path first, Lord County, you can't let your guards walk and ride your own horses, can you?"

"I... You..."

"What me, me, yours, don't purse your mouth if you can speak."

I always feel that this Su Yinhua has more of the temperament of the real county lord that Qin Lang is not familiar with, and less of the taste of Su Nuxia that Qin Lang is familiar with.

Qin Lang didn't know if it was good or bad for a while, but he just stretched out his finger and stroked the delicate lower lip of the beautiful woman in front of him:

"Why are you so tight, you want Qin to help you separate?"

“！？”

It's really a pot that can't be opened, Su Yu bit lightly with his silver teeth, in order not to be "gradually led to cherry breaking" by him, he couldn't bear to ride with him for the time being, but he was in a mess of heart, but he didn't know where to ride.

"Let's go back to the path."

"Nonsense, is it the path you came from, or me..."

As soon as Su Yupan spoke, he suddenly remembered the key, then pulled the reins and went straight to the path he was walking.

There, there's a girl in black waiting for her.

……

However, after the two left, no one knew that the headless corpse left in the forest actually moved.

Click...

To be precise, something squirmed at the severed but bleeding neck of the corpse, and after a long time, a smooth and slimy human head grew from the neck!

"Uhh

Lao Deng, who was supposed to die, actually came back to life like this, looked at the original head on the ground, and sighed hoarsely:

"I didn't expect it... When the molting was not successful, he left this strange tumor as a fake head, and one day he could save the old man's life... Hey... Magic? If you can save the old man at the critical moment, you can call it his mother's immortal skill! ”

The rest of your life after the catastrophe is undoubtedly a great blessing for people.

After Lao Deng escaped this beheading robbery with his strange skills, he spit out a small sign with the word "Juxian" engraved on it, which was exactly the same as the one that the beggar who had encountered Qin Lang before.

"Without further ado, the matter of picking up the stars and reappearing in the rivers and lakes, I have to report it quickly..."

Lao Deng muttered, waved his black robe, and soon disappeared into the depths of the wild boar forest.

(End of chapter)