The Submissive Emperor

Lou Jing only felt that his blood rushed to the top of his head, and jumped down from the horse, rushing up like an arrow from the string.

Xiao Chengjun didn't blink his eyes, but moved a little bit backwards. Yun Twelve had already blocked the front and had time to make a move. Everyone felt that there was a flower in front of him. The scarred man had been kicked out and hit heavily. On the stone statue.

The burly body bounced on the solid stone platform and fell to the ground. Before he could struggle in the future, he was slammed on the foot by a golden boot.

The man with the scar was not lightly smashed, but his body was strong, and he started to yell loudly when he was relieved. Before finishing speaking, the man who stepped on him had already pulled out the saber on his waist and nailed his hand to the bluestone board with a knife. , "Where's the bastard...... Ah——"

A scream of screams sounded, and several refugees on the other side of the temple bluffed their guts, slammed through the broken window and ran out.

Lou Jing looked coldly at the big man who was stepping on his back and struggling like a tortoise flipped over, his voice was as cold as ice, "Don't leave one!"

"Yes!" You Yunwei in the room responded in unison.

"Zhuoyu?" Xiao Chengjun saw the man in the black attire. He was stunned for a moment. He couldn't help but smile. The dull melancholy for many days was wiped out, replaced by surging surprises.

Seeing that the situation is not good, the man with the knife struggled to fend off Yun Shisan's knife, and shouted at the man with the hammer, "Block it!"

The hammer-holding man understood what he meant. At this moment, the situation was extremely unfavorable. They had to capture the golden son as a threat to escape. Xu Ye didn't do this kind of thing less, the hammer holding the heavy hammer, very skillfully blocked You Yunwei's offensive, to make room for the sword holding man.

The temple was small and could not squeeze in any number of people. The big man with the knife took advantage of the crowd's inability to open his hands, and quickly cut off at Xiao Chengjun.

Xiao Chengjun's eyes were still looking at Lou Jing. The sharp sword in his hand was already unsheathed, and he slashed the sword sideways with a sword. The thin long sword faced the heavy broad sword. Hearing a click, the big sword suddenly broke in two. . Before the mountain bandit recovered, the sword in Xiao Chengjun's hand was like a snake, and a sword pierced his heart.

Yun Twelve kicked the person out with one kick and made a knife in the neck. He said that it was too late and it would be fast, but after hearing the "chacha" a few times, the remaining three people also rushed out and were dragged out quickly by You Yunwei's hands and feet. .

Lou Jing immediately let go of the scarred man under his feet, and stepped forward and took Xiao Chengjun into his arms, "Isn't it hurt?"

"It's just a few thieves." Xiao Chengjun didn't care very much. He held the blood-stained sword in one hand, and put his arm around his back. He had missed this warm embrace for a long time, but now he suddenly appeared, making him somewhat In a trance.

Lou Jing raised her head and held her husband's handsome face in both hands. He couldn't see enough at all. After looking at it carefully for a long time, he said slowly, "I'm looking for you."

"Yeah." Xiao Chengjun looked at him and responded softly.

Immediately, they were speechless.

Lou Jing did not say that he was tossing and turning all night and all night, and Xiao Chengjun did not say that he couldn't eat it these days. He just watched quietly. He had a thousand words to tell the other party, and felt that he couldn't say anything.

Yun Jiu stabbed Yun Yi with his elbow and motioned him to say something. Yun Yi glared at him. At this time, he dared not speak.

Yun Jiuchao still nailed the dying flip turtle to the ground and lifted his chin, meaning what would this person do?

The main character was anxious and didn't kill this person, presumably it must be useful, so it can't be killed. If the person is dragged out at this moment, it will definitely make a noise, and the noise will disturb the master and His Royal Highness Yaxing, but don’t drag it out, put it here, and the master will look back and see such a disgusting thing for a while. Now, they must be scolded.

Yun Yi frowned, wanting Yun Jiu to come up with an idea, but Yun Jiu replied with a look of "You are the boss, naturally you decide", so angry that Yun wanted to kick him. Yun Shisan and Yun Shishi, who were still stupidly standing aside, gave a wink. Yun Jiu pulled off a piece of oilcloth on the altar, and quickly blocked the scar man’s mouth. Yun Yi drew his sword, Yun Shisan and Yun Twelve raised the person and jumped out. Several people all exited the main hall. Yun Jiu closed the broken temple door smoothly.

"Haha..." The movements of the guards did not escape Xiao Chengjun's eyes, and the temple door creaked and closed, and he couldn't help laughing.

Lou Jing's face suddenly became dark, and he was ruined by the laughter, "I will meet the husband of a thousand miles away." He narrowed his mouth and plunged his head into Xiao Chengjun's arms, "You don't even want me, you even laughed." ."

Xiao Chengjun reluctantly shook the blood bead from the sword, closed the sword into its sheath, hugged the guy who was arching in front of his chest with both hands, and sat on the blanket with him, "Why did you come so soon?"

Lou Jing hugged his husband's waist, and he hummed and refused to look up, "I came here day and night. I only ran here for four days from the capital."

Four days? Xiao Chengjun frowned. From the capital to here for more than 1,500 miles, the speed was faster than 400 miles, and he had to look for signs along the way, and he didn't know how hard it was. Reached out and hugged the person in his arms, gently stroked the top of his hair soaked with the moisture in the field, "I'm tired, right?"

Lou Jing heard this, and only felt that the tip of his heart was slightly pinched, sour and itchy, and he rubbed Xiao Chengjun's chest to the neck, and put his chin on his shoulder, "Yeah."

Xiao Chengjun couldn't help but chuckled tightly, and rubbed his cheek lightly with his chin, "Then take a good rest, I will hold you to sleep for a while."

Knowing that he was acting like a baby, but the separation was too long, Xiao Chengjun coaxed a few words along with him, and really wanted to hold him for a while.

Lou Jing was stunned. In the past, Xiao Chengjun was too harassed by him, and would coax him, but he has never been like coaxing a child, whispering softly, speaking in a low and melodious voice, which makes people feel heartbroken. I couldn't help but slammed his arms around his neck, and kissed those attractive lips impatiently.

The breath that had been missing for many days finally blended, the two of them were a little uncontrollable, hugged each other tightly, their lips and tongues entangled, and they just felt that what they asked for was not enough.

There is a beauty, and I will never forget it. If you don't see Xi in a day, you think like crazy. Feng Fei soars, seeking phoenix from all corners of the world. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall...

I can't say it, but I can't help but want to let you know how deep and how heavy this longing is.

After a while lingering, the two separated slightly, gasping for breath.

"Yuan Lang..." Outside, Lou Jing couldn't call him by his name. It just happened to be the name of his niche. He pressed the tip of his nose against Xiao Chengjun's, and called him with joy.

"Yeah." Xiao Chengjun smiled slightly. He called once and responded softly until he called enough, and the two of them crossed their lips and teeth again, and both fell on the soft animal skin blanket.

Lou Jing leaned on and looked at the person lying on the blanket. The bonfire beside him was still burning vigorously. The fiery red color suddenly reflected Xiao Chengjun’s deep eyes, as if there was a fire hidden in a deep pool. People indulge in it and never get out again.

"Chengjun, this place is simple and simple, you..." Although Lou Jing felt that this kind of intimacy was not a taste, but he was afraid that Xiao Chengjun would be wronged, so he asked softly in his ear.

The ears sprayed by the heat quickly turned red, Xiao Chengjun hesitated for a moment, slowly stretched out his hand, and hugged Lou Jing's neck.

Lou Jing was immediately overjoyed. He leaned over and kissed the red ears. With both hands, he skillfully untied the belt of the person under him, threw the gorgeous sword aside, and opened the belt in twos or twos.

His Royal Highness Minwang, whose clothes were half-open, was a bit thrilling beauty against the red flames. Lou Jing only felt his throat tighten, and took out the ink lacquer box with plum blossoms and branches from his arms.

"You...you carry it with you..." Xiao Chengjun looked at the exquisite small box in surprise. It turned out that Loujing in Beijing was embarrassed enough to carry this thing with him. Forget to take it with you!

"This is my wound medicine, Xiaoji Huayu ointment," Lou Jing raised his eyebrows and opened the box to dig out a piece. The transparent grease dripped on his fingertips, which quickly melted away due to the warmth of the fingertips. It happened to drip on Xiao Chengjun's chest, "His Royal Highness is hurt now, so the minister naturally wants to take it and heal his wounds."

Speaking of Xiaoji Huayu Paste, Xiao Chengjun felt a little hot on her face, "I...how can I hurt..."

Lou Jing moved his finger to the hidden place, smeared it gently, and slowly drew in, "Of course it is here...something hurts..."

"Um..." Xiao Chengjun trembled, hearing the frivolous meaning of the words clearly, but his body couldn't help heating up because of such teasing, "Nonsense..."

"What nonsense?" Lou Jing's free hand slid to His Royal Highness's chest, touched the glitter that had just dropped on it, and slid on top of a pink, and slowly rubbed it with it. , "There are some missing items in it, naturally it is hurt, and the minister must give it to..."

Xiao Chengjun glared at him angrily, grabbed the person, and blocked the nonsense lips. He wanted to quiet him, but he was moaned softly by those two hands.

Lou Jing let go of his lips, wanting to hear the beautiful sound, the hand fiddled with his chest accelerated his movements, and three fingers were added to the back.

"Hmm..." The melodious Guqin groaning voice overflowed from his lips, and Xiao Chengjun bit his lower lip immediately, not letting himself make a sound.

Lou Jing frowned, and then he remembered that his Highness was taking care of the You Yunwei outside, slowing down his movements, leaning over and gently rubbing his clenched lips and teeth, "Don't be afraid, if they don't dare to listen, don't bite yourself. "Speaking like this, he pried Xiao Chengjun's lips and teeth with the tip of his tongue, withdrew his fingers, put a slender leg around his waist, stroking the slightly trembling waist, and stabbed him forward.