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Chapter 409

Huadang's big camp killed cattle and slaughtered sheep, waiting to celebrate the great victory of the chieftain, but the unguarded big camp waited not for the triumphant return of Huadang and soldiers, but for the sudden attack of Boyan.

Boyan embraced a slender woman in white and looked from a distance, as if holding a white Hada, but he dedicated to the people of Boyan tribe, the sword forest arrow rain and the ruthless butcher. Boyan, with his eyes naked and murderous, is like a demon rushing out of hell.

Boyan's ally, Hardan Battelle, led the five thousand scattered and secretly monitored soldiers to respond internally, taking advantage of the sudden chaos of the Huadang tribe to seize weapons and fight inside.

The tribal soldiers and their families who were preparing to hold a gala party were caught inside and outside, caught by surprise, the corpses traversed the field, and there were countless deaths and injuries. The whole battle situation was completely reversed because of Huadang ’s death. Yan Sanwei's site.

The Duoyan three-guard group has no heads and panic, and the tribal chief, Shunming Wang Huadang and the little prince Als are all dead on the battlefield. However, from the perspective of tribal strength, among Wuliangha Sanwei, Tainingwei and Fuyuwei still have less strength and total strength than Duoyanwei, who is the daughter of the tribal leader of Duoyanwei. The 16-year-old woman had to temporarily take responsibility, came forward to command the overall situation, and ordered her father's worship brother, resourceful Fu Yuwei leader Bai Yin to control the overall situation, and at the same time asked for help from Daming Wei.

Boyan did not chase after his victory, and his territory was not stable. He must first disperse the tribes scattered on the grassland, those neutral tribes who were forced to surrender to Huadang, while the fire sieve was ready to sit on the hill to watch Come back and receive it again.

The Liaodong Health Center and the Shenyang Health Center were very nervous and their vigilance suddenly doubled. Even the north-slave Nuergandusi closely monitored everything and subsequent developments on the grassland.

Wu Jie and others waited for a big bad news. They were forced to flee back to Duyanwei along with the defeated soldiers of the Huadang tribe, and after rushing to understand the current complicated situation, they kept watching the situation while leaving others, and then quickly set off on their own nights and hurried back to Guanguan. The changes in the situation outside the customs have become more complicated than when the three heroes stood side by side. He must immediately report the details to the court and come up with countermeasures.

No matter how outside the continent, the original ambitious Huadang don't have to worry about it, no matter how great the hero. Once he died, all his ambitions and ambitions were put into running water and turned into dust. When flowers die, flowers are dead, and ghosts are also romantic. Those who suffer are those who want to make achievements in the troubled times and become followers of romantic characters.

This night, Yang Ling is also dreaming, a spring dream.

He dreamed that he was in the Shanglin Garden, beside the lake. The green grass underneath was as beautiful as heaven. The half-height green grass covered him and Princess Yongfu sitting on the ground, and no one could see it.

"In front of you is a high princess. You should be beheaded if you are rude. You should not be rude or chopped. You must not be rude!" Yang Ling secretly admonished himself. He also wanted to understand how he would appear here. I felt that the scene of my eyes seemed familiar, but I couldn't remember what was going on.

Yang Ling was about to withdraw and leave, but a pair of slender jade hands suddenly grabbed him. Looking up, I saw Princess Yongfu's pair of affectionate eyes glanced at him, took his hand, and smiled brightly. Softly said: "Come. Come with me."

A faint light smoke dissipated, somehow. The two appeared in a luxurious and tall palace. A big palace, with no sides visible, faint smoke everywhere, huge pillars standing in the clouds, and the top of the palace could not be seen above. In such a big palace, it is milky white everywhere, and it is empty everywhere. There is only one thing in the palace-a bed, a gorgeous big bed.

The beast was scented, and the big carved bed of Huanghuali wood was covered with gauze tents on all four sides. Yongfu quickly walked to the side of the tent, opened the corner of the tent, and looked back at him with a shy and charming smile, then drill Went in.

Seeing that Princess Yongfu went to bed slowly, looked back and smirked at him: "Hate, you can't come yet?"

"You ... you are a princess ...". Yang Ling struggled, still retaining the last trace of clarity in his heart.

"The princess is also a woman with blood and flesh. I like that you treat others as gods, or love as a woman? You are clever Yangling I ..." Yu Yin curled, but the meaning was self-evident.

Yang Ling was obsessed with emotion, and for a moment left her princess identity behind her, she couldn't help but walked in.

"Come on", the soft expression looks like a smile, but the soft voice is like a gurgle flowing across the grass.

"I ......... I ..." Yang Ling choked with speechless words, a great alarm bell in his chest, but he just took off his clothes with a ghost.

Yongfu yelled. Xianxian's fingers shyly covered her pretty face, but she opened her fingers and looked at him secretly.

Yang Ling yelled, "I'm coming!", And then jumped into bed with a scream.

The scene in front of me changed abruptly, and the bed seemed to suddenly become a burst of light smoke. He couldn't hold his body at all, and in Yongfu's Ge Gejiao's laughter, Yang Lingdi passed through the bed all at once and sank all the way down.

Yang Ling was so sweaty that he was about to shout, but suddenly he felt his body was supported by the bed again, looking around, but it was a cold and dark hut. A lamp like a bean, he lay naked on the bed, his hands and feet were tied up.

"What's wrong with me?" Yang Ling was surprised, and saw Miao Kuixiao walking towards him slightly. The smile, accompanied by the dim light in the cabin, seemed a little eerie.

"Duke Miao?"

Miao Kuiha smiled at him with his waist: "Governance Lord, your courage is really heaven-stricken. Now you are the emperor of the emperor. You dare to make up your mind. Gee, let's see. Long Yan is furious, are you? Yeah, you have a knife on the front of the word, Grandpa Guo, you have enough wives and beautiful concubines, how come you do n’t know how to converge? Hi! I ’m so sorry that Dai Ye, Zhang Yong, and others have pleaded with you. Suddenly angry, or else ... ".

"Ah? The emperor knows?" Yang Ling was shocked, and then thanked again and again: "Thank you Miao Gong Gong, thank you Miao Gong Gong."

"Hi! Thank you," Miao Kui glanced at him: "If you don't help me, I will let the red lady off, can the emperor treat me lightly?

"I ....." Yang Ling has a little bit of imagination, and he thinks that Miao Kui's smile is a little weird. Does Miao Kui already know his real intentions? Yang Ling was shocked and was about to do another temptation, but found that Miao Kui's hand was protruding towards his underground body, and he couldn't help but be shocked and said: "Mother Duke, what are you doing?"

Miao Kui blinked and smiled, "I'm going to punish the palace, the emperor won't kill you, but I won't say no punishment, don't be afraid, our family will gently, this knife is fast, one knife will go down, one hundred, and later The men are all in the palace, ha ha ha ... "

"What? Don't, don't!" Yang Ling was sweating in shock. The sweat beads with big soybean grains oozed out one by one. He stared at his eyes and looked at the bright dangling knife raised in Miao Kui's hand, shaking his head desperately.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhzzie with Majesty, the capital is really magnificent and majestic enough, alas! It's a pity. Looking back, our family will tell you the Ministry of Internal Affairs, this baby will not be put into the baby room, Guogong Lord, take it home. "

Miao Kui said very carefully: "It must be put away. If it is air-dried, there will be only one layer of skin left. It must be held in a glazed bottle and marinated with a special potion. There is a recipe in the palace. Turn around. Let ’s copy the recipe to you. Well, is n’t Mrs. Wenxin a magician? Maybe there is a better medicinal material, maybe it will soak in more shape and strength. You, soak it in a bottle, you ’re free Just scoop it up and have a thought ... "

"Don't cut it! I don't dare anymore! I dare not touch the princess anymore, don't! Don't!"

Seeing the knife passing through an arc of cold light in the air, he waved it down sharply, Yang Ling was sweating and screamed!

"Huh ... Huh ... Huh ..." Only Yang's panting sound, and his heartbeat, Yang Ling opened his eyes and gasped thickly. Anxious, calm, he found the room quiet. Faint fragrance, you are lying on the soft embroidered bed, covered with brocade.

There is also a candle on the table, but the light in the shroud has become extremely dim, and the light is dim, which is somewhat similar to the scene in the dream.

"Where am I? Uh ... it turned out to be a dream," Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief, trying to wipe his forehead with cold sweat.

"Xiang Gong, what's the matter with you?" The young lady beside her was awakened from her sleep and opened her hazy eyes. She quickly sat up, and the loose crescent-white cotton cloth stuck to her body, arching a pair of warm cotton To the Jade Rabbit.

"No. It's okay." Yang Ling was frightened, only to feel dry for a while: "You ... you hold it even when you're asleep."

"Go to you, who likes to hold it, you should be delicious." The young girl's face was ashamed, she pushed Yang Ling embarrassedly, and said with carelessness: "It's not you yet, and it's like a child after the end. It's not like someone let you hold it before you sleep, and the result ... .. The result is that people are too tired, so ... accidentally fell asleep. "

The young girl threw out her tongue mischievously, and smiled in a pitiful manner.

The hair is slightly loose, the eyes are dim, the sleeping sweet face has a touch of blush, Begonia springs to sleep sweetly, and the girl's childlike innocence shows the woman's charming. Yang Ling saw the charming expression of the young lady occasionally. Just feeling warm and infinite, the fear in my heart gradually faded.

The young lady gently lay on Yang Ling, touching his still pounding chest, and said softly, "Did Xiang Gong have a nightmare? Look at your sweat".

She puffed up the sleeves of her pity pitifully and gently wiped Yang Ling's forehead with sweat.

Yang Ling sighed and said, "Well, I had a dream. You ... didn't hear me say anything?"

"What do you hear. Others ... People sleep normally when they sleep. But today ... All of them are tossed away by you, and they are very tired. I woke up when I heard you yell", The young girl replied shyly.

"Huh? Oh! It's good, the land is good," Yang Ling murmured secretly, and immediately let go of his heart: "If the dream is complete and let the young girl hear it, then I don't know how to explain it. Such a ridiculous dream. Why did you mention it to her? "

He lifted the quilt, walked to the table naked and grabbed the teapot "Gudong" to drink some cold tea, then walked back to the bed, raised the pillow a little, took the young girl in his arms, and patted it gently Patted her shoulder and said, "It's alright, let's sleep."

The young lady looked at him with ease, nodded gently, and curled up like a kitten on his chest.

Yang Ling thought for a while and sighed softly, saying to herself: "Sleep, Ming'er, I have to see Princess Yongfu."

The young lady was lying on his chest, her sleepy eyes said dimly: "Well, Xianggong should have gone. If it weren't for your gun, could the princess be injured? But since you sent the others back, you never walked through the door again. , Our family really can't justify it. "

She yawned and murmured: "Sister Wenxin went for a few days in a row. The injury has been cured, and there are no scars on the wound. It is a blessing. However, Xiang Gong went there in person and asked about it. it is good".

"Hmm ..." Yang Ling was tired too. He turned over and tucked his thigh on the young girl's full and round hips, twisted her body, chose the most comfortable posture, and then slapped lazily. A yawn said: "I will go tomorrow, sleep now."

"The princess is sincere and the price of life is higher. Yang Ling, this is not a woman, it is a terrible scourge. If you have no wives and no concubines, then how can you be related to the princess Daming now? Contentment Well, there is not enough people to devour one's heart, let alone what is wrong with the princess, just let the emperor listen to a little bit of wind, deceive and hurt his character with the person he hates the closest, I have nothing to eat.

What if the princess liked me? Let's get closer ... that's also his sister-in-law. The emperor doesn't protect his sister or the decent of the royal family. Could everything be toward me? No, I will see the princess tomorrow. I must find a pride for the princess as soon as possible, otherwise I will be burnt. "

Yang Ling thought vaguely. Although he thought of how sweet and lovely Xiao Gong was to marry other women, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he had n’t gotten the sperm up to joke about his life. Li, dare to imagine any possibility between yourself and the princess: "Who came last year's new champion? Ah ..............................".

After a long yawn, he buried his face in the soft and fragrant long hair of the young girl: "If you are old, Zhuang Yuanlang and the princess would be considered equal to each other ...".

He tiredly thinking about it dimly, a soft little hand, gently sliding from his chest to his abdomen, and then naturally protruded into his crotch, Yang Ling, who was about to fall asleep, woke up and grasped the one. Rou Chong said with a lingering fear: "Don't ... but don't, sleep, my lady, let's sleep ..."

In the quiet night, there was a soft, "eat and eat" smile on the chest ...