Pirate’s Infinite Wings

Tuo Lei suddenly came to his senses, nodded vigorously, wiped his nose, turned to cry and smiled: "Haha! This time the Jinren sent us more than 20,000 war horses, which is a great deal for our army's combat power. Improve."

Fang Lang smiled slightly and said: "Don't be happy for now, the Jin people are not at ease. But they have done a good thing this time. You keep a bowl of 20,000 war horses, and sell the rest to the frontier, and turn them into gold and silver for gold countrymen."

If it was a few days ago, Tuo Lei might still be in pain, but now he doesn't feel sad at all. In his heart, he always felt that Fang Lang's words would be useful even with thousands of troops. With him here, why do you care about the war horse?

Bringing back Tuo Lei gave the tribe a new lease of life. The herdsmen, who had been pained by the horse being sent out, were almost overjoyed when they saw their horse come back and gave it a horse as a gift. The herdsmen gathered together to celebrate again that day. After this celebration, they will move to the Kelei Department.

Where the grassland is ten times more fertile than here, the territory will be even more vast. It is rare for the Qiyan Department to have such continuous celebrations, so the herdsmen are very excited. Jebe, who looked like he hadn't seen him for a few days, also appeared beaming and toasted with Tuolei, enjoying himself. Fang Lang was also honored and humiliated in this happy atmosphere, but this time he was not as unrestrained as last time, but very disciplined. Did you glance at those Mongolian girls who are passionate about martial arts, and reminisce about the style of that page in your heart. But it was just aftertaste, Mei Chaofeng stood behind him, his pretty face was as cold as ice and snow, like a stone man. Fang Lang is trying to influence her in various ways. This beauty is no longer taboo to be intimate with him, but she still refuses to go beyond that barrier.

Fang Lang already knew that she had been practicing the Nine Yin Manual for a month. During this month, her martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, and she was qualified to guard Fang Lang. The biggest change in the past few days was Hua Zheng, she suddenly became taciturn, as if she didn't think about it. Even when sitting in front of Guo Jing, he was not always on his mind.

Guo Jing has already told his mother about asking for a kiss. Guo's mother treats Hua Zheng as her own daughter. Since Hua Zheng is interested in her son, of course he is 100% willing. With his mother's approval, Guo Jing already considers Huazheng as his wife in his heart. So seeing him unhappy, he naturally tried to please him. It's a pity that his methods are clumsy, how can he be effective in front of Hua Zheng? Huazheng seemed to be meeting Guo Jing for the first time, and always felt that his clumsy behavior became more awkward the more he looked at it. Sighing silently in my heart, my eyes lived on Fang Lang through the firelight. Unsurprisingly, he saw his chest, his face became hot, and he quickly looked away.

When the lights come on, it is already the night god. The nomads had dispersed, leaving some to clean up the feast. But Fang Lang didn't want to go back to the camp, so he simply took Mei Chaofeng to continue practicing on the hills.

After her guidance, Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin Manual has reached the third level. Compared to the past when she didn't have formulas to practice, her current Nine Yin White Bone Claw is almost invincible. Now if the Jiangnan Seven Monsters came, they would not be her opponent at all. The long-cherished wish of many years finally came true, and her heart finally settled down a lot, and she also felt a little more worried.

The two had just finished practicing, Fang Lang stood up and stretched, took a long breath of the fresh air on the grassland, and smiled at her lightly: "You should be the third level now, you should remember the inner breath formula completely, From now on, Liang Gong won’t need me to protect the law.”

Mei Chaofeng didn't seem to hear what he said, it took him a long time to say "oh", and he stood up slowly, but his eyes were a little melancholy. Fang Lang looked at her suspiciously, and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Mei Chaofeng frowned slightly, sighed quietly and said, "I don't know, I'm very confused!"

Fang Lang smiled, and suddenly reached out to hold her hand. Mei Chaofeng subconsciously became angry, but when he looked up and saw Fang Lang's face, he didn't know why the anger disappeared, and it all turned into tenderness. Fang Lang suddenly raised his hand and tapped her forehead: "Don't worry about yourself, wouldn't it be better to let things take their course?"

Mei Chaofeng couldn't help showing a gentle smile, and nodded slightly. But at this moment, there was wind behind Fang Lang, and something quickly disturbed the back of his head. He had already noticed it, but did not take any action. Mei Chaofeng realized it later, but he made a move, grabbed the flying object with his backhand, and took the rations, which was indeed a stone.

Mei Chaofeng frowned, and his figure reached the small river in an instant like purple lightning. Fang Lang smiled and watched his figure disappear on the hill, and nodded in satisfaction. No matter in terms of speed or martial arts, she is already a qualified assassin and bodyguard. With her by his side, he would need the Sacred Heart a lot. However, just as Mei Chaofeng disappeared on the top of the mountain, there was a sudden scream from the opposite side, which turned out to be Hua Zheng's. Fang Lang cried out in his heart that he was not good, and quickly jumped up the hill, only to see that Mei Chaofeng's five fingers had already clasped Hua Zheng's skull. As long as he applied a little force, Hua Zheng's skull would surely shatter. He hurriedly shouted: "Meier stop!"

He gave Mei Chaofeng an alias called Meier, but he became Meier when he called it. Hua Zheng's face turned pale with horror, and he rolled his eyes to look at Mei Chaofeng's hand, trembling uncontrollably. Mei Chaofeng heard Fang Lang's voice, and then withdrew his hand and looked at Hua Zheng coldly. Huazheng jumped out of the clutches of the demon, and burst into tears with a groan.

Fang Lang had already descended the hills at this time and wondered why this girl's mental quality was so poor, but he didn't know why he was arguing about throwing stones just now.

This has wronged Huazheng, after the homework banquet, she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep. I got out of the tent to find a secluded place to rest, and unknowingly came to the place where I was with Fang Lang that day.

The grass on the grass has sunk, and it should be the place where Fang Lang and those Mongolian girls had a wild get together. She knelt down and stroked the grass, feeling a sour feeling in her heart. This hateful man, she was the one who was rude to him first, why did he pretend that nothing happened? he looks like

It was good for him to bring it into his mind, so he might as well forget about it.

Huazheng felt a little bitter when he thought about it, so he kicked a stone with him. The stone is not big, but the weight is just right. A small stone was played by her in various tricks, and it seemed to be magnetized and wandered between his feet.

She started to play, and gradually forgot her troubles, and suddenly Guo Jing once watched her play, and couldn't help but praise. At that time, she was very happy, thinking that this was pity. Thinking about it now, there was a kind of sweetness of being pampered at that time, which was different from that kind of unforgettable love. Maybe she is delicate and Guo Jing is an older brother?

Thinking of this, she began to feel annoyed, and kicked the stone hard. ..