Qin Dynasty: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

"Is this the end? It's really boring. I thought there was going to be a big battle?" Above the clouds, Yan Lingji, who had obtained the method of operating the Suzaku from Master Ban, was playing with the Suzaku casually and looked away from Yishui. , I just felt that I was lonely after watching it.

"Do you really like watching fights that much?" Yang Ming asked, sitting cross-legged next to Yan Lingji.

"No, I just like to watch you fight." Yan Lingji explained.

"There will be opportunities. I'm sure there will be more opportunities to fight in the future. I will definitely bring it with me when the time comes." Yang Ming stretched his waist and took Yan Lingji into his arms when he retracted his arms.

"Is it a fight, not a war?" Yan Lingji put her head on Yang Ming's shoulder, her blue eyes turning. At that moment, she saw something familiar in Yang Ming's eyes.

Do you know how to use fire magic? Yan Lingji was thinking in her heart, and gradually felt a little uneasy.

"Of course it's a fight. There are many masters hidden among the hundreds of scholars. When the time comes, you can find someone to discuss and learn from each other." Yang Ming said with a smile.

The martial arts of various schools of thought have their own merits, and it is also one of the most beautiful scenery in the world. How could Yang Ming miss it? Especially since the upper limit of martial arts in this world is still very high, it can even lead to the realm of gods and demons.

People are always greedy. The more things they have, the more they are afraid of losing. This is the case for Emperor Qin who will be addicted to the art of immortality in the future, and so is Yang Ming.

However, Qin Huang thought about his immortality, but Yang Ming only saw the people around him.

"This is interesting, but you must be trying to make a fool of yourself again. The reason why you came out this time is because Qin Wangzheng deliberately tormented you. I don't know when the next time will be." Yan Lingji turned around. Eyes said, although what Yang Ming said was very tempting, Yan Lingji knew that she didn't know when the day would come. Yang Ming was also very good at drawing cakes.

"It seems that Yan Lingji is getting smarter and smarter." Yang Ming showed no embarrassment at all after being exposed, but instead reached down and kissed Yan Lingji.

The soft lips touched each other, forming a squeezing depression, and a breath that only Yang Ming and Yan Lingji could have quietly bloomed between them.

This time, Yang Ming was gentle. In this gentleness, Yan Lingji gradually felt a little uneasy. This gentleness made her panic and even made her a little helpless.

"It seems different this time. What is he going to do?" Yan Lingji subconsciously closed her eyes slightly, with the last hint of clarity flowing in her eyes.

"This is a good place." Yang Ming suddenly let go of Yan Lingji and said.

"What a good place?" Yan Lingji, who had not yet recovered, asked subconsciously.

"Straight up to the nine heavens to embrace the Suzaku." Yang Ming said, looking at Yan Lingji with burning eyes.

Yan Lingji understood. Although what Yang Ming said was inexplicable, Yan Lingji still understood that this was a tacit understanding between Yan Lingji and Yang Ming. However, Yan Lingji now hated the tacit understanding between herself and Yang Ming.

Suzaku, this big toy under them is, and so is her little toy.

Realizing that what happened next might be different from what happened before, Yan Lingji's mind was spinning, her face was already flushed, and the blush continued to spread until it disappeared deep into Yan Lingji's collar. , and I don’t know where it will end in the end.

Facing Yang Ming's different invitations from the past, Yan Lingji was not unwilling. The reason why she never showed her last and most touching glory for Yang Ming in the past was just Yan Lingji's willfulness.

Yan Lingji is a woman who is extremely insecure because of her childhood experiences. While Yang Ming brings her a sense of security, it also brings another feeling of insecurity to Yang Ming.

There are too many women around Yang Ming, and each one has her own charm. Concubine Yan, Dong Jun of the Yin Yang family, and even someone who can become the head of the Yin Yang family in the future, regardless of identity, appearance, strength, in Yanling In front of Ji, there are all those who make her envious. Yan Lingji knows very well that except for her appearance, the rest of her things do not have any advantage in front of Concubine Yan. Concubine Yan's dignity and grandeur are things that Yan Lingji envies.

There is also Jing Salad, a similarly beautiful person with a swordsmanship that even Yan Ling Ji would have to avoid. Most importantly, Jing Sala is Yang Ming’s first woman in the true sense and gave birth to Yang Ming’s first child. Female, of course, this is the reason why Yan Lingji does not know the real story of Xiao Yingying, but these alone are enough to make Jingyu become that unique existence in the Yang family.

As for the purple girl, she was the first woman Yang Ming met when he was young. For a man, the meaning of the purple girl is also extraordinary.

Only Yan Lingji herself was so ordinary. Yan Lingji asked herself that she was nothing but beautiful.

Yan Lingji is proud that Yang Ming likes her, but there is a feeling of unconfidence in this pride. She knows that Yang Ming likes her appearance, but she is afraid that Yang Ming only likes her appearance.

However, in front of Yang Ming, Yan Lingji has always been willful. Her simple mind can only think of using human ways to test how much Yang Ming cares about her. It is precisely because of this that Yan Lingji finally belongs to Yan Lingji. Yang Ming has never unraveled the veil.

But it seems different now.

Yan Lingji, who was thinking rapidly, inadvertently met Yang Ming's half-smiling gaze. Was he deliberately looking at my joke? After realizing this, Yan Lingji couldn't help feeling sulky, and even her chest began to tremble slightly.

I'm not a little toy, you are. Yan Lingji said fiercely in her heart, and gradually made up her mind.

Anyway, I have no room for regret now, so why should I hesitate? Instead of worrying about the future, controlling the present is the most important thing. As for the future, I can go there alone. Thinking of this, the struggle hidden deep in Yan Lingji gradually disappeared, replaced by a kind of determination.

Just when Yang Ming was still wondering about the subtle changes in Yan Lingji's body, Yan Lingji suddenly stood up from Yang Ming's sight. The Suzaku flew forward with inertia, and the cold wind blew. Yan Lingji's long hair and skirt were blowing, and at this moment, Yang Ming seemed to really see a red bird spreading its wings and about to fly.

Yang Ming subconsciously stretched out his palm. At this moment, he actually felt a trace of fear. Yang Ming, who had never been timid even when facing thousands of troops, now felt a trace of fear. He was afraid that Yan Lingji would suddenly fly away from him.

"You should give me two toys." Yan Lingji opened her arms to feel the blowing of the wind, her eyes already falling on Yang Ming.

"It is a big toy, but it still lacks a small toy." Yan Lingji's eyes flashed with flames, as if she had cast a fire charm spell.

"What do you want?" Yang Ming asked.

"You." Yan Lingji said bluntly, and then she swooped down. At this moment, she, who had always been bullied by Yang Ming, actually showed a hunting aura.

"This is a world I can control, including you." Yan Lingji, who put her hands on Yang Ming's shoulders, looked down at Yang Ming and said aggressively.

However, if the latter sentence were not included, the effect might be better. Perhaps Yan Lingji, who was afraid that Yang Ming would not agree, added: "You can't go back on your word. You gave me this Suzaku."

Looking at the fierce-looking Yan Lingji, Yang Ming couldn't help but smile, and then the strength in his body was released. As if he was really a prey caught by a raptor, he met Yan Lingji's still menacing gaze and said with a smile: " Yes, including me, here is the world you can control, including everything."

"That's right, let it go, I won't let you suffer." Hearing Yang Ming's answer, Yan Lingji laughed, and her silver bell-like laughter bloomed in the wind. I have to say, in Although each of the women in the Yang family has their own merits, when it comes to the melodiousness of their voices, Yan Lingji is definitely the number one. That kind of ethereal voice that is seductive and charming, and that only Yan Lingji can do. have.

When such a beautiful voice transforms into something else, how pleasant it will be, Yang Ming has already begun to look forward to it.

As a hunting Suzaku, how should you treat your prey?

Yan Lingji tilted her head and thought for a moment before she thought of something. She used her arms to throw Yang Ming under her body.

"Don't move, you are my toy now." Yan Lingji, who knew that she had no resistance in front of Yang Ming, was afraid that the situation would suddenly reverse. Even though she seemed to have control of everything at this time, she still did not forget to remind him.

"Okay, okay, you are the one who dominates everything today, and I will listen to you on everything." Yang Ming said with a smile, isn't this showing that he is timid, she is still the stupid and cute Yan Lingji.

But, what kind of brilliance will you shine next? Expectations arose in Yang Ming's heart. After all, who can resist the temptation from Yan Lingji?

Yan Lingji, who held Yang Ming firmly under her body, leaned forward. She wanted to speak first and then take action.

Facts have proved that Yan Lingji's driving talent is quite good. She can master the Suzaku driving technique, the most complex mechanism of the Mo family, in a very short time. For another technique, she can also quickly master it with limited experience.

Between the wind and the clouds, the flame blooms.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts." Suddenly, Yan Lingji, who was just like a knight, let out a mournful scream, like a Suzaku being hit by an arrow, and there was a cry of grievance on her long neck.

"I forgot to tell you that I am not a small toy, but a big toy." Yang Ming, with his palms on Yan Lingji's waist, sat up and kissed Yan Lingji's cheek gently, using his tenderness like water. Dissolve the heat in Yan Lingji's other extreme stimulation.