Airborne in the daughter country, the baby will be born at the beginning

Chapter 12 Who Doesn't Have One [Mongolian Girl]

(twelve)
The red hearts are scattered in an orderly manner, and the Utasaki River is on the verge of breaking out.

She stuck the iron arrow with her index finger, bit her lips lightly, and her eyes were straight.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

Three or two arrows flying horizontally came fiercely, one splitting the other with precision.

The target column trembled, and the target head shot through.

She lowered her arms, her collarbone was sunken into a bowl shape, and a dazzling flash of light suddenly appeared in her lower abdomen.

Wang Xuan covered it with his hands, and the gaps between his fingers stood up. It was the woman's strong vest line and the gems on the navel ring that were shining brightly.

His face was paralyzed and his saliva choked.

Then he slowly took out the revolver from his sleeve to reload and aim.

In full view, countless focal points gather.

Sweat dripped from Wang Xuan's forehead, but it wasn't because of nervousness.

He pulled the trigger, and the smoke hit the bull's-eye in one blow as the revolver turned.

"call…"

"fine…"

With the gun in his hand, he looked around, and everyone's voice became lower and lower.

"continue…"

Someone encouraged softly, his tone full of tension and excitement.

Wang Xuan squeezed and fired three shots again.

"Tap! Tap!" Another grand slam.

He sighed, pressed the trigger heavily, and took a deep breath.

There were countless annihilations in his eyes, and the trembling pistol reminded him of his former self.

At that time, he was still a seasoned "recruit".

Wang Xuan couldn't forget it for a long time, and soon there was a burst of applause from the back of his head.Temujin sat in the center, smiling.

Utasaki threw back the bow, eyes full of disdain.

Wang Shiyu raised his eyebrows, while Wang Xuan was still immersed in the praise.

The lower back seemed to be slammed by a rhinoceros, which made Wang Xuan fly two meters away.

With the help of a powerful roll, he was not seriously injured.

Under the main hall, someone suddenly stood up and shouted.

"draw…"

He got up and straightened his clothes, and glanced at Utasaki who had just sneaked up on him.

The pair of dark eyes were full of hostility.

"Close-to-hand combat begins..."

She quickly drew the dagger from her waist, extremely provocative.

Wang Xuan looked at it, and then borrowed a "machete" in his hand to look back and forth.

"In the army, this thing is the best!"

He didn't say it, but the situation was not optimistic.

With superhuman speed, Utasaki cut two daggers straight from the abdomen and raised them high.

Falling on the spot, Wang Xuan dodged the fatal blow and fell to the ground softly.

He kept rolling, allowing the woman to chase and beat her fiercely.

The machete was held in the palm of his hand to block it, sparking red sparks from time to time.

The short blade made Gesaki River a little helpless in the face of the tumbling Wang Xuan.

The brothers of the Mongolian tribe watched everything in a daze.

They wanted to laugh, and there was "surprise" and "surprise" in their eyes.

That look made her veins pop, and Utasaki simply threw the dagger away, turning into anger from embarrassment.

One foot stepped on Wang Xuan's cloth, two hands grabbed it, and threw it outward.

That Wang Xuan's whole body was easily bounced away like fur falling from the grassland.

There was a rumbling sound of broken bones, followed by the fidgeting Mongolian people on the stage who began to praise again and again.

That kind of "arrogant" mighty power seemed to set off her violent fall.

She turned around, not bothering to look.

Wang Xuan's embarrassment had repeated the "how to die" countless times in her mind.

"Vulnerable..." She picked up the dagger that was left at her feet and secretly rejoiced.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, her neck was pinned by the machete.

Wang Xuan is indeed a "talent" in the barracks, and he has learned the skills of reducing burdens so that he can land easily.

For the very strong Gesaki River, he rolled three times before he could stand upright, and his body did hit the long ladder made of stone blocks, which made him feel very painful.

Now that he only needs to swipe the machete in his hand, the woman in front of him will undoubtedly die.

He chuckled faintly, very pleased with himself.

Slowly lowering the machete, Temujin was about to announce the result of the match.

In just a split second, the dagger in Utasaki's hand struck again.

"Whoosh whoosh..."

A knife is faster than a knife, Wang Xuan raised the machete with his foot and touched it.

Taking the opportunity to find her back, he hugged her with both hands, the short blade was swiftly pushed away by the machete, and flew out of the hall.

He had two knives in his hands, sweat dripped out, and there was a hint of complacency in the corner of his mouth.

Belly, and soon the pleasure of elbowing again and again.

His big knife was placed less than half an inch away from her neck, but the fear of coercion made the woman in his arms even more presumptuous.

"You haven't beaten me yet!"

She struggled and tried to prove something, but Wang Xuan's machete almost killed her in an instant.

If it weren't for her quick hands and eyes, her struggle would have been cut off by a big knife in advance.

Just listen to the "boom!" knife fall.

During the struggle, the black veil and the iron knife slowly fell down.

There was even a moment of panic in her expression, and then gradually calmed down, her eyes were full of meaning.

Wang Xuan stroked his painful abdomen and sat down. He let go of his hands and collapsed on the ground, as if he hadn't recovered from the thrilling duel.

When he saw her, beads of sweat overflowed from his forehead, and the muscles on his back were shiny and tender.

Utasaki put on his robe, walked up to Temujin and muttered, turned his head slightly and walked out of the palace.

After that, the two Mongolian men lifted Wang Xuan up, and it was as if he was flying in an instant, his whole body was light and light.

When Wang Shiyu called him, his face was full of astonishment.

He didn't have time to speak, Temujin waved his hand, and Wang Xuan and the two burly men carried them out of the palace.

Watching the gradually disappearing figure, Wang Shiyu felt mixed feelings.

The light and darkness in her eyes reappeared, and the evenly matched contest made her expressionless and calm...

[Second watch]

The tired body is turbid in the dark night, and there are cicadas and birds singing on the grassland dam.

Or a subtle breeze blowing the flames left and right.

With the oil and water burning from inferior candles, the vanilla cream fragrance is overflowing.

Wang Xuan was awake, his eyebrows widened, and the extraordinarily bright world was clean and tidy.

He got up and looked at the unclear everything around him, the wool tent of the round wheel was holding two boiling oil lamps, which looked very clear.

"Huh~" I don't know who let out a breath.

The black shadow not far away swayed, as if it were fireworks that would never go out in Loulan.

Wang Xuan got up from the head of the bed startled, opened the white gauze curtain, his eyes suddenly blurred.

Utasaki was wrapped in plain clothes, and the corners of his eyes were painted with powder.

This time, when she took the initiative to lift the veil, the red lips and face looked extremely beautiful.

Deep eyes, pursed lips.

"Drinking..." She opened her mouth and poured two glasses.

Wang Xuan sat down slowly, holding the wine handle with both hands.

She approached, spread a hand on the narrow table and exchanged glasses with Wang Xuan.

"Brew a glass of wine?..."

Wang Xuan was taken aback, thinking that he was still a woman and immediately dismissed this obscene thought.

"Gu..."

A cup of boredom, red eyes.

Two cups of stuffy, dry tongue coating.

Three glasses of boredom and a trance.

Four cups are stuffy, and the whole body is dry and hot.

Utasaki held back the wine, her eyes were extremely firm.

She stood up and played wine.

Wang Xuan stood up in response, leaning forward.

Hearing a "hiss...", Utasaki raised his glass to the ground and stretched out his hand to his chest.

He was flushed with embarrassment.

Right now, the red-yellow woman opened up everything, not even her underwear.

Her graceful figure was sprinkled all over the ground by the lights, and the bright moonlight reflected on her deep dry branches through the gaps in the round tent.

Her eyes are firm and her speed is quick.

Wang Xuan spurted out the drink.

He undressed and covered her all over, shaking slightly.

"I want to become a sister of the opposite sex with you!"

Utasaki pulled down his clothes, and Wang Xuan left straight away upon seeing this...

(End of this chapter)