Eight Hills in the Eastern Jin Dynasty

When the figures of Antong and the killers disappeared into the vast night, Tuobagui's deep wolf-like eyes fell on Liu Yu's tent in the distance. The shaking just now had subsided, and everything was silent. Thousands of other large and small felt bags on this grassland are the same. The moonlight is like water, and the felt bags of all sizes appearing on the turquoise ground beneath the mountain are as if thousands of drops are shimmering toward the dew, and like countless bright stars shining, revealing a piece of tranquility and serenity.

A refreshing scent of margarine mixed with the taste of Hami melons accompanied by the cold night breeze, brushed over Tuoba Kun's angular face, and a pair of boneless jade arms that encircled Tuoba Kun's strong from behind A few strands of black silk lie on Tuobagui's exposed neck, and they are as crisp as ants.

A humorous voice whispered in his ears: "You seem to have a special interest in that Han Chinese, is it because you have been in the Central Plains for a long time, so that our young wolf master has become the same as those weak Han Chinese What about it? "

Tuobagui didn't look back, and said thoughtfully: "Auntie, this Chinese is very important to me, and may help me succeed in the future."

The owner of Jade Arm unhappyly let go of his arms and turned to mutter his mouth: "Only he can help you achieve hegemony, can't I ?! Don't forget who has been helping you now!"

Tuobawei smiled, turned around and hugged He Lanmin's slender waist, rubbing his big hand over her lower abdomen, his mouth was close to He Lanmin's ear, **** tongue kissed Licking her earlobe with emerald earrings, softly said: "You are me."

He Lanmin's breath began to become rapid with Tuobagui's movements, her eyes became blurred, a faint red tide appeared on the snow-white skin, and the last sentence came out in a slight gasp: "Who is the aunt ?! "

Tuobagui groaned, lifted the beast robe on his left hand, revealing a steely muscle, hugged He Lanmin's right hand, and the two fell down in a half-height grass, his rough voice The vague sound: "There is no aunt here, only Ke Dun (Khan's wife, equivalent to the queen of the Central Plains)."

An trotting along the way, but his movements were not as usual as usual. An eight-foot big man's head stopped on one side, and when pulling a face towel, Wang Jian's fierce face appeared, and there was a trace of dissatisfaction in his voice. , What are you doing, what do you think, how do you do things like this? "

An Tong gritted his teeth: "Do you know, who are we going to kill this time?"

A cold voice sounded: "Isn't that the Han Chinese just now?"

What he was talking about was a thin and tall man with a black face in his thirties. The bow and arrow on his back was one size larger than others. He was a famous archer on the grassland, Ba Ba Fei.

An Tong shook his head: "But this Han has taught a lot of young masters, and can even be said to be his teacher. If we do this today, if he regrets in the future, will he ask us to settle the bill?"

A calm voice sounded, speaking of a small man, less than 30 years old, with a rare white face among these people, which seemed to reveal a few gentle words, it was the uncle Sun Jian known as a think tank : "The young master finally bid farewell to the Han, indicating that he had made up his mind, just like when he left Murong Chui, he would also know that one day he would be an enemy. The male master was destined to be lonely, since he didn't care about those worldly things. Of dogma, why should we worry about it, as long as we do our part. "

Speaking of which, Uncle Sun Jian smiled and looked at the silent Antong: "Antong, are you worried that the young master will treat us like that Han Chinese?"

An Tongchang breathed a sigh of relief, his expression became firm: "No, he is a Han, we are all prairie boys, we are the true brother of the young master, not an outsider, he can abandon that Han, but it is impossible Throw us away. "

Speaking of this, Antong looked around and said in a deep voice, "Everyone be careful, that Han Chinese is very powerful. Presumably, he will not come alone to the prairie. He must be careful when he starts his hands later."

With that said, he put on his masked black scarf and ran forward. More than ten black shadows followed, and it was like a wind.

Amidst a small forest in front, a green dragon wrapped in a black robe, riding a horse without any hassle, two sturdy guards followed him, and watched with vigilance. Qinglong glanced back and shook his head with a smile: "What are you afraid of, it's safe here."

The guard on the left said in a deep voice: "Princess ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ After all, this is a prairie, there are many thieves and bandits, you are so cautious in the Central Plains, why is it so important today?"

Qinglong laughed: "Don't forget, this is Yinshan Khan Pavilion, which horse thief ate a bear heart leopard and dared to make a second here? We are safe, as long as we go down the mountain and change back to the previous merchant dress, you can go home Now. "

Another **** hooked the corner of his mouth and said, "But, you know too many secrets of Tuobagui, is he so reliable?"

Qinglong's face changed slightly, and he waved his hand confidently: "Why, my apprentice still needs me now, to be precise, I need those armor armor that I have left on the grassland for a long time. Only then will he tell him the location of these arms, he will not move me now ... "

His voice did not fall, and a sound of breaking the sky sounded, a long pole wolf arrow screamed and nailed through his chest, and after the green dragon mask, in the eyes that were full of confidence just now, it was Full of shock and unbelief.

The two guards screamed in unison: "Princess." They rushed up to help Qinglong, but they shot more arrows in all directions. The two pulled out long arrows, struggling to block them, but these arrows were fast and heavy, far away. It is far larger than ordinary bows and arrows. It is known that it was made by a strong bow with more than four stones. Although the two people danced tightly, they still hit two or three arrows, each of which was slow and fast. More arrows will hit the body. The two finally fell off, struggling twice on the ground, and died in anger.

In the grass on one side, more than ten black shadows were quickly drilled and rushed to the side of the three corpses. The first person bowed at the dead dragon's dead body, and then cut the head with a knife, and the companions behind him also cut off. The head of the two escorts, more than a dozen people disappeared without a trace, leaving only three headless bodies lying quietly on the forest path.