Evil Doctor Princess

Note: Chu Ling, the mother of Yin Xun. (Om). For more latest chapters visit: щшШ... Yin Huaiqing, the father of Yin Xun. Write this extra, in order to put the fox'jing' and the king's'medicine' don't stop running.

1. Take off the ‘trousers’ and rob!

The camel bells on the ancient road rang vigorously, and a caravan came from afar, facing the setting sun of the color of the egg yolk, quietly tearing through the loneliness of the desert.

There are not many people in this caravan. There are only a hundred people in the caravan. There is a luxurious carriage in the middle of the mule and horse team. The curtains are tightly pressed. The people sitting in it have not lifted the curtains of the car. It seems right. The scenery of this desert doesn't care at all.

"Great King, in stock." "Yan" Wushuang pointed at the caravan under the slope, his expression very excited.

"Bah--" Chu Ling lifted the veil on his face, spit out the odorless beef tendon that was chewed, then put the veil down, raised his foot and knocked on the horse's trident. The horse neighed and spread its hooves. He rushed to the team menacingly.

Seeing Chu Ling acted, the people behind her followed suit.

Seeing a white-robed ‘female’ rushing over on a horse, the horse convoy underneath didn’t care much, thinking about what this seemingly weak girl was doing alone in the desert. Until the dust rising behind the "woman" blocked the setting sun in front of them, everyone became vigilant, those with weapons took out their weapons, and those without weapons hid behind the crowd.

Chu Ling's horse was five feet away in front of the team, his hands encircled his chest, his thin lips opened lightly, and he uttered a lonely voice that complemented the desolation of the desert, "Stretch the horse from the desert and drive Dengsaiyuan. Border city. He Xiaodi, Huangyun faint by day."

"Huh?" The caravan looked at each other. What does this girl want to do? Why did you start reading poems suddenly?

"Huh, stinky men, are you scared of being stupid by the great king's talent!" Chu Ling's mouth under the veil provoked a chuckle, and gave them a blank look.

When the dust fell, the people in the caravan saw that the number of people in front of them was less than half of them, and all of them were female. They laughed, and the leader came forward and said, "Da Mo The girls in Japan can't find any guys to send out a'sorrow'. Are you trying to stop us halfway?"

Chu Ling drove the horse closer to them, slowly'drew' the long knife from the scabbard behind him, and said, "Although we are here to robbery, it is not impossible to have to say something. The king has to see if you are qualified. (See om for the fastest update

The person on the other side only saw her ‘drew’ the knife out. Before he could see her next move, he felt cold in his lower body. Looking down, a row of old men’s ‘trousers’ all fell to the ground.

"Huh, a bunch of embroidery stitches." Chu Ling jokes.

They were stunned for a long time before they reacted, and quickly picked up the'trousers', the one in the lead was not angry, and continued to tease, "The girl is so skillful, I don't know if the kung fu on the bed is so fierce. Let's not come here. Try it!"

"Fuck your mother, the king is not interested in enoki mushrooms." Chu Ling's "huh" made another stab, and the man's mouth cracked to the root of his ears. The hot pain caused him to hug his face and cry bitterly. The sticky blood passed through his fingers. The tip dripped into the yellow sand.

"Give it to me! "Get to death" this "Sao" lady!" The man said angrily, covering his leaky mouth.

The ‘female’ people behind Chu Ling had long been eager to ‘desire’. Seeing that the other party moved, they did not wait for Chu Ling’s order to greet them with big swords.

These ‘female’ bandits are all one-on-ten sex, so there are only a hundred people in this area, which is not enough for them to stretch their muscles and bones.

The dust rose higher and higher, and the camels of the caravan were all terrified, screaming ‘chaotic’.

They finally realized that this group of ‘female’ bandits were not so easy to deal with. They all dropped their goods and carried their ‘trousers’ over to the camels, and ran away on the same desperate camels.

"My lord, are you chasing?" Wushuang'Yan' asked.

"What are you chasing? Get the goods back to the village." Chu Ling retracted the knife, reined in his horse and turned around, catching a glimpse of the sedan chair left in the middle of the goods.

Is there no one sitting there? Why is there such a big movement outside, there is still no reaction inside?

She was a little curious, and she drove over and opened the curtain with her hand.

Chu Ling was stunned as if he had been struck by lightning.

2. Hey! Lord Zhaifu

Chu Ling and her subordinates did not live in the desert before, but their reputation there was too high, and no one would risk passing by their site anymore. They had nothing to grab, and then brought them to move. Come to the desert.

So she is not the kind of little bandit who has never seen the world. Maybe she has seen more men than the old bustard in the brothel, but this is the first time she has seen such a good-looking man.

When she lifted the driving curtain, she saw him being **** in a carriage by five'flowers', his eyes closed tightly, and his hair was messy. In the words of Yan Wushuang, he was this man. It looks like I can't see anything except a bit miserable.

But Chu Ling immediately said with emotion: "Mother, what a handsome man!"

So they brought the man who was dropped by the caravan back with the goods.

The man slept for a day and night before waking up. When he opened his eyes, he saw a white-clothed woman lying on his body and staring at him. His head was dizzy and he felt that he should be dead, so he sighed. , Said, "Fortunately, this Yasha is not as ugly as the rumors."

what? Yasha? Chu Ling sat up from him and scratched her ears. Her nickname was indeed Bai Yacha. So this brother is complimenting her for her beauty?

Chu Ling squeezed for a while, and said in a low voice, "The son is overwhelmed."

The man gradually recovered his sanity, and the tenderness from his abdomen reminded him that maybe he was still alive. If you look closely at the ‘female’ sitting on him and the surrounding environment, it does not seem to be like the netherworld.

He asked tentatively, "This...where is this?"

"This is my cottage." Chu Ling smiled, "My son, from now on, you will be my boss."

The cottage sounds like a place where bandits live. It sounds like a'female' bandit snatches relatives. Ha ha.

and many more! The man noticed that something was wrong, and widened the eyes that had just regained their spirits and some water vapor and asked, "Are you a bandit?!"

Chu Ling nodded.

"You, you, you...you are a bandit, you are a bandit!" The man struggled to sit up, causing Chu Ling who was sitting on him to change his posture and sit on him.

Chu Ling faced him, raised his chin, and smiled, "Why the son is so "excited"? Could it be that he was deeply impressed by the great king's heroic posture and wanted to sleep now?"

"Serve" sleeping? !

The man was angry, frowned, and said, "Not to mention that you are a girl who is a bandit at home. You know what the king is!"

"I don't know." Chu Ling shook his head honestly, thinking to himself that he is also a bandit by calling himself the king?

"This king is the king of Chen Cang with a heavy hand in Li Guo's hand. You dare to hijack this king!"

"Oh, it turned out to be His Royal Highness Chen Cang," Chu Ling ran his fingertips across his cheek, "but you weren't kidnapped by the king. When the king rescued you, you were in a coma. "

Hearing these words, the man who claimed to be Chen Cang Wang immediately lost his mind. He covered his chest with his frown, and there was no blood between his lips. The trembling voice made Chu Ling barely able to hear what he was talking about:

"Why... why hurt me..."

His slender phoenix eyes filled with water vapor in the ink'Jade', so Chu Ling could not help but want to reach out and wipe it off. Every inch of the white porcelain skin was clamoring for Chu Ling to comfort him quickly, straight. The'lips' under''s nose made Chu Ling naturally want to lean his own'lips' up.

In short, Chu Ling's mind now only has ‘kinky’ thoughts and evil thoughts.

"My son, don't cry," Chu Ling pressed him to his'chest' and comforted, "Tell this king who bullied you. If it is a man, I will cut off his circle. It is a'female'. I sew her fork."

The two groups were so soft that the young man couldn't breathe. He stretched out his weak hand and pushed Chu Ling, to no avail, and he passed out into a coma again.

Later, after the son woke up and ate a large bowl of noodles, he finally had the strength to cry and tell everything about himself.

It turns out that he is really the Chen Cang Wang Yin Huaiqing of Li Guo, a great country in the east. He has brilliant literary talent and excellent strategy, and his heart and heart are well received by the people. He is known as the "gentle gentleman".

Not long ago, his father was critically ill, and his eldest brother, who had always regarded him as a confidant, took this opportunity to tie him and send him out of Li State. Although he wanted to find a place to solve him on the road, he was wronged by Chu. Ling was saved.

After listening to him crying, Chu Ling's heart and liver were broken, and he patted his shoulder and said, "Don't be sad, you will be much happier in my cottage from now on than being a prince!"

Unexpectedly, when he heard the word "cottage", Yin Huaiqing's eyes rounded angrily, dragging the quilt to the corner of the big'bed' before daring to point at Chu Ling and say, "If you go to see this king The official surrendered, thinking that you can spare your life because you saved the king's life!"

"Huh?" Chu Ling was stunned by his righteous words.

"This king hates being a'rapist' criminal!"

The disgust and fear in his eyes were completely exposed to Chu Ling, her heart suddenly tightened.

...I don't care if I don't like it, how come I hate it? !

3. Don't you like cultural bandits like me?

The orange ‘color’ shrouded, the gale rushed, and the most beautiful moment in the desert must be dusk.

Chu Ling sat on a certain sand dune, holding his feet while looking sadly at the sunset in the distance.

"Great King..." It took a long time for'Yan' Wushuang to see Chu Ling, who had a melancholy temperament completely different from usual.

"Wushuang, Wushuang, what kind of "female" do men like?" Chu Ling put on the right shoe and then took off the left shoe.

The corners of Yan Wushuang's mouth twitched and she turned her face to stare at the sunset opposite, "Although I don't know what kind of'women' men like, but I know that men definitely don't like'women' who pull their feet. people."

When Chu Ling heard it, he felt that it made sense, so he immediately put on his shoes and socks, and said to himself, "What kind of'female' does Xiao Yinyin like...I don't like me as a heroic person? Does he like Xiaojia? Bi'Jade'? Can sing and dance? Wu Wen'makes' ink? If you have to say Wu Wen'makes' ink, I wouldn't know it! Hey, what kind of one do I like..."

'Yan' Wushuang rolled her eyes in her heart and said that Wu Wen's'Nong' Mo, her family king would only recite one poem, which is the one that he recites to show that he is different from ordinary bandits every time he robs.

"My lord...Didn't you really like that man?"

"Yes." Chu Ling sighed lightly. Before, she thought she was just looking good at him. She lost it after taking him back to play for two days, but when he said he hated her, her heart really hurts.

Until now, thinking of the scene at that time, my heart is still ‘pumping’, and it’s a moment.