This Lord is Too Cruel

"Is this really true?" Feng Aotian asked in a somewhat unbelieving tone.

"The big man keeps his promise, and the horse is hard to chase after." Mu Hanyao answered categorically. Now, if he doesn't agree, then the entire Mu family army will be destroyed in his hands.

But in just half an hour, Feng Aotian calculated everything, first led him into the woods, and then led the Mu's army to the woods to threaten him. Now, he has no choice.

"General, where are you?" Jubai also saw the wolves approaching them gradually. He watched the wolves spread their fangs and looked like they were going to swallow them alive, and the horses under them were even more alarmed. Back again and again.

"It's a big deal," Li Su drew his saber and shouted coldly.

Jibo is more calm than Li Su. Now the general’s life and death are unknown, and the wolves are able to withstand thousands of troops. With them alone, even if they are brave and good at fighting, they have no chance of winning. However, he always feels that there is something in it. Strange.

He pondered for a moment, his eyes dimmed, "We are in the game."

"Meaning?" Li Su and the other generals all looked at Jibai.

Jibai's face was cold, "The regent specially invited us here to force the general to submit, and we harmed the general."

After the generals listened, their faces became more gloomy, but now, what should they do?

Feng Aotian nodded in satisfaction, lowered his eyes, and observed the scene below. The moonlight was permeating. Ji Bai was dressed in black armor. Although his appearance was not as handsome as Mu Hanyao, he was still a handsome young man, especially those eyes, and Mu Hanyao is somewhat similar.

Mu Hanyao's gloomy eyes always fell on Feng Aotian, who was one foot away. He never believed that Feng Aotian really liked him, but when the incident happened suddenly, he was taken abducted into the barracks inexplicably and he was threatened and mocked. , But he was always passive, and Mu Hanyao had never lost so tragically.

Feng Aotian turned his eyes, but just glanced at Mu Hanyao indifferently. He is only temporarily trying to make things better. However, in his heart, he is definitely dissatisfied with himself. In the future, she will definitely surrender his fiery horse completely. What she used.

"Since I leave it to my king, let me go back to the camp." Feng Aotian said, stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist, and the two left the woods.

Mu Hanyao said solemnly, "The Regent, what about the soldiers trapped in the forest?"

"The night is lonely. Since the king’s baby can’t have a good meal, it’s good to look at it. Yesterday, the King of Japan was almost killed, and no one in the camp went to rescue him. Now, if it’s not for you, they can still Safe and sound? He entered the womb of this king's baby early in the morning." Feng Aotian's eyes were cold, and there was bloodthirsty killing in his tone, and the blood was even more **** in this cold wind.

Mu Hanyao naturally knew what happened yesterday. Although he was in the quarry, he still knew everything about the camp. He knew what the regent did in the camp, but he knew everything. Thousands of calculations, but did not expect that Feng Aotian unexpectedly unexpectedly, not as impulsive as before, but set a trap to let him fall by himself.

In an instant, Feng Aotian took Mu Hanyao and fell into the camp. Tsing Yi, who was kneeling and outside the camp, had now lost his consciousness, but still felt a strong cold wind blowing by him, and saw the two shadows no longer in the camp. .

"Sixi, prepare bath soup." Feng Aotian's cold voice came.

Si Xi who was outside the camp of Hou Yuying responded in a low voice, "Yes, the minion ordered people to prepare." After saying that, ignoring Tsing Yi, who was standing not far away, hurried away.

auzw.com Feng Aotian has already loosened Mu Hanyao's wrist, reclining on the soft couch.

Mu Hanyao was still standing upright on one side, and there was still a little coolness remaining on the wrist where Feng Aotian was grasping at Shicai. He raised his eyes and looked at Feng Aotian in a very complicated mood. He had heard of the regent’s preferences earlier. There are many beautiful men in his harem, and Chenghuan and the men under him are often carried out of the bedroom with scars the next day. What's more, they are killed on the spot.

So, tonight, how should he treat himself?

The dark pupils flashed with a glimmer of darkness and the heroic view of death. What kind of pain he has never tasted. Even if life is worse than death tonight, he can't be shaken. Compared to Mu Jiajun, what does he have to suffer this humiliation?

Sixi had already prepared the bath soup, hurriedly entered, and bowed to report, "Master, the bath soup is ready."

"Well, wait for General Mu to take a bath and change clothes." Feng Aotian raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, playing with Nuan Yu in his hands.

"Yes." Sixi replied, and said sideways, "General Mu, please!"

Mu Hanyao's face was sullen, with no emotion on his stern face, he turned around and walked out of the camp.

After taking a bath, Mu Hanyao changed into a brown uniform, with long black hair draped behind him, and Sixi ordered two eunuchs to take care of him.

Mu Hanyao led the soldiers to fight for several years, and he was already used to independent cooking, eating, and living. When two eunuchs came, he waved his hand and said, "No."

Sixi motioned for the two eunuchs to retreat. He personally picked up the hairband in front of the dressing table and handed it to Mu Hanyao, "General Mu, this is Lord Suri's favorite hairband."

Mu Hanyao remembered the scene of Feng Aotian personally tying his hair in the Shicai forest. He lowered his eyes and took the hair band from Si Xi's hand. The silk brocade and silky tentacles, his slender fingers seemed to be stroking nonchalantly. , The devil raised his hand with it, used it to tie his hair, and walked calmly into Feng Aotian's camp.

When he walked outside the camp of the regent, Mu Hanyao glanced at Tsing Yi, who was kneeling not far away. The man was handsome and weak, and the weak Liu Fufeng was a rare beautiful man.

Tsing Yi raised his eyes, looked at Mu Hanyao's deep pupils, and his mind sank. This person, he is the most familiar, but he quickly looked down and sighed inwardly. He looked up to the admired General Mu since he was a child. To be forced under the body of Cheng Huan and the regent, then, what can he hope for still alive? Thinking of this, he no longer had any thoughts.

Mu Hanyao only took a look, then turned around indifferently, stepped into the account, and saw that Feng Aotian was still lying on the soft couch. Seeing him inside, a playful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Upon seeing this, Sixi hurriedly withdrew from the account, raised his eyes, and glanced at the sky, his complexion was impermanent.

Feng Aotian put away the warm jade in her hand and got up from the soft couch. With a handsome face and a bloodthirsty smile, she approached Mu Hanyao step by step, raised her finger, pointed to the bed, "Go to Couch" Lying on it."

Mu Hanyao turned around coldly and walked resolutely to the bed, but heard a cold voice from behind his ears, "Take it off."

He paused, raised his hand, untied his belt, and pulled hard, his normal clothes slipped off, revealing his strong and tight figure.

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So romantic w.yq. pinch? Aiming...Don't tell Nai, haha...hehe...what will you do after taking it off? Thank you for your patience. Xianfen Lian'er 00, Xiaoxiaolige's flowers, huh!