wicked immortal

The sky has darkened.

The last rays of the setting sun on the grassland had sunk below the horizon, and there were bursts of seductive moaning from inside the tent, which was a painful and joyful moaning.

Finally, the blood-pulling moans stopped.

Lan Cai'er snuggled into Zhao Yuan's arms, like a small bird, her frosty expression had disappeared without a trace, replaced by a laziness, full of the charm of a mature woman.

"Zhao Yuan, has your vanity been satisfied?" Lan Cai'er murmured softly in the darkness.

"what……"

"Are you thinking that, as a master Yijian, I want to be stripped naked by you, or want to be tactful and happy under you."

"Cough cough..."

"I know what you think, I am just a passer-by in your life, but you are not a passer-by in my life, I will always remember you, not because you are my first man, nor because you put I became a woman because I like the feeling of being with you, you let me relax, you let me know that I am not just a Yijian master, I am also a woman, a woman who needs a man..."

"Hehe..." Zhao Yuan could only laugh a few times.

"Zhao Yuan, guess what I'm thinking?"

"Ok?"

"I think, why not travel with you to the Great Qin Empire..."

"..." Zhao Yuan was startled, he almost immediately remembered the miserable life with Ming Ri and Ming Yue.

"Don't be nervous, I just think about it, I know, you don't belong to me, I can't control you, I'm just a prey in your bed." Lan Cai'er seemed to have sensed something, with a sad expression on her face.

"Don't be so pitiful, okay? When you say this, I feel that I have become your prey." Zhao Yuan wept.

"My prey..."

Lan Cai'er was taken aback for a moment, then giggled, crying tears.

"If our relationship is a war, then no one will be the winner, because we are happy with each other." Zhao Yuan paused every word.

"Yes, I'm very happy, and I won't regret it." Lan Cai'er's expression also became serious.

"Me neither." Zhao Yuan laughed.

"You're a man, of course you won't regret it." Lan Cai'er pouted, poked the dragon armor on Zhao Yuan's chest with golden stars, and said angrily.

"In this matter, you women are enjoying something for nothing, and we men will suffer and regret it." Looking at Lan Caier's flowery face, Zhao Yuan was distracted, turned over and pressed against Lan Caier's white and soft face. On the delicate body.

"Hey... bastard..."

Lan Cai'er let out a suppressed groan, stretched her smooth and clean arms, and enthusiastically greeted Zhao Yuan's invasion.

"Zhao Yuan... um... we... are we having a one-night stand?" Lan Caier suppressed that **** moan.

"right."

"In the future...we...we...will we meet again?"

"do not know."

"If we fight each other, you...you...will you kill me?"

"At this time, can we not talk about these things? Besides, I am going to defect to King Zuo Xian, and I will never meet in battle..." Zhao Yuan worked hard.

"I want to...want to know..."

"Usually, I won't kill a woman, unless that woman is something I particularly hate."

"Oh... I get it... I get it..."

Lan Cai'er caressed Zhao Yuan's chest with a pair of soft and boneless jade hands, catering to the rush of the storm.

The next day, the two packed up early and set off.

Lan Cai'er, who was originally passionate, suddenly returned to normal, and became as cold as ice, like an inviolable goddess, with the indifference of being thousands of miles away hanging on her face again, no matter how Zhao Yuan teased her, she still remained. It is abnormal indifference.

What made Zhao Yuan vomit blood the most was that when he was rude to Lan Caier, Lan Caier did not resist and let him be frivolous, but she looked at him with an expression of looking at an idiot. Zhao Yuan, whose skin was thicker than the city wall, also felt dull and could only lose.

From morning to noon, Zhao Yuan found various reasons to talk to Lan Caier, but Lan Caier mostly responded by nodding and shaking his head, most of which were "um" and "ah".

Along the way, Zhao Yuan was full of frustration, and could only sigh the woman's unfeeling self-comfort.

In the next few nights, Zhao Yuan never had the chance to have sex with Lan Caier again.In fact, it wasn't that Lan Cai'er refused, but that Lan Cai'er didn't respond to his teasing at all, like a lifeless corpse, which made Zhao Yuan feel depressed and simply slept with his head covered.

Zhao Yuan couldn't understand a woman's mind.

He didn't bother to think about Lan Cai'er's thoughts, he was thinking about finding a chance to get revenge.

Zhao Yuan firmly believed that Lan Caier did it on purpose. She was guarding against him. He had to smash her hard camouflage shell. What he conquered was not only Lan Caier's body, but also her soul.

Five days later, the two arrived at a grassland with rich water and grass.

After continuing to walk on the grassland for a day, the two arrived at a huge lake, walked around the lake for several hours, and arrived at a heavily guarded camp with countless huge dome tents. Temporary tents, but long-term residence.

Among those tents, there is a golden tent that is extremely magnificent, like a palace, and the other tents are all around the golden tent, forming a faint guard.

Lan Caier received a warm welcome at the camp, and all eyes were full of awe.

No one asked about Zhao Yuan's identity. Obviously, Lan Cai'er's status was extremely respected, and ordinary guards did not dare to ask.

After Lan Cai'er explained the purpose of coming, the two were arranged to rest in two beautifully decorated tents, and asked them to wait first.It was learned from some guards that King Zuo Xian was entertaining guests from afar.

When Zhao Yuan was bored alone in the tent, Lan Caier was afraid that Zhao Yuan would cause trouble in the camp, so she walked into Zhao Yuan's tent and made tea for Zhao Yuan on her own.

"You can't bear to part with me?" Zhao Yuan teased.

"This is King Zuoxian's camp, I am Master Yijian, please respect yourself." Lan Cai'er frowned and looked at Zhao Yuan with a cold expression on her face.

"Haha, self-respect! Why should I be self-respecting? Whether you are Master Yijian is none of my business!" Zhao Yuan laughed loudly, stood up long, and put his arms around Lan Cai'er on the carpet.

"What are you doing?" Lan Cai'er was terrified, but she didn't dare to make a sound because she was afraid of alarming the guards outside.

"F*ck, I ignored Lao Tzu along the way, don't you know that I have held grudges for a long time?" Zhao Yuan ruthlessly pressed Lan Cai'er under him, about to strip Lan Cai'er's clothes.

"No, no, no... not here..." Lan Cai'er lowered her voice and struggled desperately, but she couldn't resist Zhao Yuan's divine power, so she had to beg for mercy.

"Why don't you promise me to stay with me at night?" Zhao Yuan was domineering.

"Okay, I promise you that... let go of me, I will be seen..." The sound of armor clashing when patrolling soldiers passed by outside was clearly audible. When someone bumps into her, the wisdom of Master Yijian of her Lan Cai'er family will be wiped away.

"Don't be cold, but treat me with enthusiasm."

"Yeah, I promise you that it is..." Lan Cai'er just wanted to get away quickly, and nodded in agreement hastily.

"It's more or less the same." Zhao Yuan triumphantly let go of Lan Cai'er, and kissed Lan Cai'er's half-naked white chest.

Lan Cai'er sat up, hurriedly straightened her clothes, her face flushed like fire.

"Master, my lord is here to invite you." A guard came in and bowed to salute.

"Ok."

"I was almost discovered." After the guard left, Lan Cai'er stared at Zhao Yuan with lingering fear.

"Come here." Looking at Lan Cai'er's coquettish look, Zhao Yuan's mind was shaken again.

"What are you doing?" Lan Cai'er glanced at the door and hesitated for a while.

"Can't come over?" Zhao Yuan rolled up his sleeves, as if if you don't come over, I will go over.

"Okay, okay, I'll come over."

Lan Cai'er was startled, and moved to Zhao Yuan's side with a face of resignation, and was immediately hugged by Zhao Yuan wantonly and frivolously.

"You are really the nemesis of my life." Lan Cai'er buried her head in Zhao Yuan's arms, and let Zhao Yuan's claws penetrate into her skirt. She knew Zhao Yuan's character, the more she resisted, the more proud she would be.