The prince is very fierce

Earlier.

Zhongli Chuchu followed Xu Buling and his master, moving deeper into the valley.

When they reached the place where there were traces of the enemy, in order to prevent being discovered by the sentries, the three of them did not speak, but moved forward lightly. There was not even a sound in their ears, and the atmosphere was quiet and a little depressing.

Zhongli Chuchu's martial arts skills were not very high, and his experience in the martial arts world was far less than that of his master. He could not help behind. With two backers walking in front to protect him, he did not feel nervous, but just looked serious and scanned the surrounding movements.

They walked through the dense bushes for an unknown period of time, and the sky gradually darkened.

Zhongli Chuchu felt a little sleepy for some reason. As he walked, the road under his feet turned into a grassland. There were more men and women wearing animal skins and linen clothes around him, and some cattle and sheep were tied to wooden fences in the distance.

Zhongli Chuchu was a little confused, as if he was dreaming. He did not remember how he came here, but just looked at the familiar but very unfamiliar scene around him blankly.

But before she could see the figures around her clearly, a woman in a coarse cloth dress appeared beside her, took her hand, walked towards the tent, and said a few words.

The accent was very obscure, Zhongli Chuchu could no longer understand, but she understood the meaning - it was getting dark, go back to the tent.

Zhongli Chuchu looked at the woman who was holding her, and found that her hand had become a black and dirty little hand, with the sleeves also gray and linen, so thin that it looked like a dry twig.

This is...

Zhongli Chuchu stared at the back in front of her, trying to see the face that she had tried to recall many times.

But no matter how fast she walked, Zhongli Chuchu could only see a back, because the only thing she remembered in her childhood was this back.

Soon she returned to the small tent. Zhongli Chuchu didn't know how she got in, but when she looked up again, the woman had already opened the curtain and disappeared at the door.

The tent was very small, with thatch and broken bedding that had been used for who knows how many years on the ground, and a few small earthy yellow bowls next to it. The whole world seemed to be filled with bright colors, just the grass on the ground and her eyes.

Zhongli Chuchu huddled on the thatch, hugged her knees, and stared at the light outside the tent. She felt uneasy and felt that something terrible was going to happen, but she couldn't remember what it was.

Soon, the sky darkened rapidly in front of her eyes, and the uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger. Zhongli Chuchu hugged her knees tightly and shrank back, her eyes becoming more and more terrified.

Boom, boom, boom--

The earth was shaking.

The water bowl next to her was shaking, and the sound of horse hooves and shrill shouts were heard outside.

Zhongli Chuchu's face was pale, and the fear from the bottom of her heart that she would never be able to calm down in her life broke out in an instant.

"Mother!"

Zhongli Chuchu shouted in a trembling voice, and wanted to get up and run out to find the woman, but found that her legs were out of control and she couldn't stand up at all.

Blood and fire, smoke and wailing filled the whole world, and the gray tent was sprinkled with splattered blood, and shadows of sharp teeth and claws swayed rapidly around.

The shouts and footsteps became more and more frequent. Soon, she saw a woman in a linen skirt, who fell at the door. She was covered in blood and reached in with scars. She wanted to pull her, but fell to the ground halfway and could not move.

"Ah - mother..."

Zhongli Chuchu looked at all this in fear. She wanted to escape but couldn't stand up. She could only hold her head tightly, looking at the gap in the tent curtain, looking at the bloody hand, and cried miserably.

Tap tap tap -

The footsteps were getting closer and closer.

Zhongli Chuchu desperately kicked the thatch on the ground with her feet, tears and despair filled her eyes, and she wanted to escape from here madly, but she couldn't.

Soon the curtain was pulled open, Zhongli Chuchu screamed in fear, picked up the small bowl at hand and wanted to throw it over, but when she saw the figure coming in, she froze for a moment.

Outside the door curtain, a man in white, holding a bloodstained sword in his hand, ran in from outside, his eyes anxious and concerned, his tall body and the sharp blade in his hand seemed to be able to block all the fear and despair in the world.

"Chu Chu?!"

"Mr. Xu..."

Zhongli Chu Chu stretched out her hand as if she was grabbing the last straw to save her life, trying to grab the man in front of her.

The man in white walked quickly to her, squatted down and hugged her.

The warm embrace was very real, more real than being pulled by the woman just now. She was carried out of the tent, but the outside turned into an endless desert, without an enemy and a trace of blood.

Zhongli Chuchu hugged the man's neck tightly, saying something incoherently, but she didn't know what she wanted to say. Tears filled her cheeks, and she burst into tears, venting her inner fear and relief...

"Woo woo..."

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"Chuchu, it's okay, I'm here..."

The sky darkened, and under the small stone cliff between the mountains, Xu Buling sat in the depression of the stone wall, hugged Chuchu tightly, and comforted her softly.

Zhongli Chuchu was the weakest and the least cautious. She was obviously trapped in the drug effect of the **xiang and couldn't extricate herself. Her eyes were full of tears. She hugged Xu Buling and sobbed, and her tears wet her clothes.

The little sparrow was on the branch to send out, and Zhongli Jiujiu used a branch to slightly cover her tracks, and also sat in front of her and put the little green snake into the wooden box.

The Confused Incense was obviously prepared by the experts of the Insect Valley. The potency of the medicine was extraordinary. No matter how strong Xu Buling's physique was, it was a bit difficult for him to recover quickly. He could only use the pungent smell to force himself to refresh himself. But the smell was too strong. After a long time, he instinctively began to hold his breath, and then he began to lose his concentration.

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Xu Buling is already invincible in the world. He has no lack of security in his subconscious mind, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Even if he loses his concentration, the hallucinations that appear are not terrible; he either sees Jiujiu playing with his tail next to him or Chuchu undressing in his arms. Occasionally, the master and apprentice come together, which makes the fire in his heart stir.

Fortunately, the pungent medicine was applied under his nose. Breathing is instinctive. When he loses his concentration, he will naturally breathe. Once he breathes, he will wake up, and he didn't do anything out of the ordinary.

Zhongli Jiujiu really couldn't stand the pungent smell of the drug. With Xu Buling protecting her, she didn't force herself to suffer. She just closed her eyes and concentrated, waiting for the drug to wear off.

Unfortunately, it didn't last long. Zhongli Jiujiu began to hallucinate. She began to move closer to Xu Buling, unbuttoned the cloth buttons on her clothes, and untied Chuchu's belt.

Zhongli Chuchu was confused, just like in a short film of excessive drinking. She recognized who the two people in front of her were, but she couldn't think independently and just reacted instinctively.

After the fear of childhood was suppressed, Zhongli Chuchu fell into the tangle of the person she liked being snatched away by the person closest to her. At this time, she hugged Xu Buling and put her face on Xu Buling's chest. Seeing the hand extended by the master, she was obviously a little resistant and wanted to push the master away. But she couldn't bear to raise her hand, so she could only murmur vaguely:

"Master, how could you do this? You know I like him... You like me the most, how could you do this..."

Zhongli Jiujiu heard the words, came back to her senses a little, withdrew her hand, and comforted softly:

"Chu Chu, wake up."

Xu Buling unconsciously hugged him left and right, and the master and apprentice were not very honest, both rubbing against him. If it was normal, it would be fine, and she would definitely bear it honestly, but now she had to pay attention to the movement outside, so she could only shake her silly wife:

"Jiujiu, wake up first, why are you taking off your clothes?"

Zhongli Jiujiu was at a loss, looked down, and found that she had exposed all the white balls. She knew that she couldn't bear it with willpower alone, so she could only take out the small porcelain bottle, wipe it on her nose, and put some on Chu Chu.

"Ugh--"

Zhongli Chuchu leaned in Xu Buling's arms, imagining the sweet scene of the two of them sitting in the sea of ​​flowers, when an indescribable pungent smell rushed straight to her head, shattering the world in front of her.

With such a stimulation, Zhongli Chuchu naturally woke up, her eyebrows knitted tightly together, her body tensed, and her fingers almost scratched Xu Buling's neck. After holding it in for a long time, she finally caught her breath.

"It smells so bad, what's wrong with this..."

Zhongli Chuchu was like being suddenly awakened from a dream, staring blankly at Xu Buling and the master who was putting clothes together in front of her. After a while, the messy memories just now flooded into her mind, making her realize that she had been poisoned.

Zhongli Chuchu realized that something was wrong, and hurriedly took another deep breath, but was almost knocked unconscious by the pungent smell.

Xu Buling looked at Chuchu's silly appearance and laughed softly twice. Just taking a breath, he was also choked enough, so he quickly held his breath again.

After Zhongli Chuchu recovered her breath, her hand was still hooked around Xu Buling's neck. Perhaps the experience just now was too horrible, so she didn't dare to let go, fearing that if she let go, she would fall into the unforgettable despair and fear of her childhood. She even reached out and pulled Zhongli Jiujiu, holding it tightly:

"Master, are you all right?"

Xu Buling's expression was calm: "It's okay, I was accidentally tricked, just rest for a while."

Zhongli Jiujiu looked concerned, leaned in Xu Buling's arms, holding Chuchu's hand:

"Chuchu, what did you see just now? You were so hysterical that you seemed to be scared silly."

Zhongli Chuchu pursed her lips. She didn't want to recall what happened in her childhood. She thought she had forgotten it long ago, but she just experienced it again and realized how desperate it was to be abandoned by the whole world.

Compared with the fear in her childhood, the dissatisfaction, entanglement, embarrassment, etc. now are even a very good feeling. At least having this feeling means that she is still alive.

Zhongli Chuchu looked at her master, then at Xu Buling beside her, hesitated, and whispered:

"Nothing, just... I suddenly realized that you were gone."

Xu Buling shook his head and held his hands tighter:

"Relax, the drug effect should be over soon."

"Yeah."

Zhongli Chuchu hooked Xu Buling's neck, thought for a while, and leaned her cheek back against Xu Buling's chest, while also holding her master's hand in her arms and holding it tightly.

Zhongli Jiujiu blinked, and seeing that Chuchu suddenly stopped being shy, she was naturally delighted, and leaned her head on Xu Buling's shoulder, closed her eyes, and smiled.

The three of them had pungent drugs smeared under their noses, so they had to breathe out when they spoke, and inhale when they exhaled. In order to suffer less, they didn't speak.

Xu Buling was holding two beauties, and under the influence of drugs, he was inevitably a little distracted. He pinched the waists of the master and disciple, and after reacting, he quickly took a breath to regain consciousness.

Zhongli Chuchu was awake, and found that Xu Buling pinched her, but she did not react at all, and even looked at Xu Buling and said lightly:

"If you want to touch me, just touch me... it's like this anyway."

This sentence can be regarded as a compromise.

Xu Buling looked at the green eyes in front of him. Although he didn't understand the reason, he knew that Chuchu no longer cared about the relationship between the three people. He thought for a while and said with a smile:

"Don't talk anymore. The longer you hold it in, the less suffering you will suffer."

He lowered his head and blocked Chuchu's mouth.

"Well——"

Zhongli Chuchu's body was slightly stiff, but she didn't show the shame and anger of the past. She just stared at Xu Buling and slowly closed her eyes.

Zhongli Jiujiu leaned on the side and watched her apprentice and her husband hugging each other. At first, she was silly and happy, but after watching for a while, she gradually felt uncomfortable in her heart and felt that she was a little redundant.

Zhongli Jiujiu pursed her lips, feeling sour in her heart. After waiting for a while, she gently squeezed Xu Buling with her shoulder, indicating that Xu Buling should share the rain and dew equally...

The night was quiet and the mountains were silent.

The little sparrow stood alone on a branch outside the cliff, acting as a sentry conscientiously.

There was a strange noise coming from behind, and the little sparrow turned around and saw that the masters who were accidentally tricked actually had the time to make out. He felt a little disappointed and looked up at the moon in the sky, as if to say:

The birds are so sad...