Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 218 The Tyrannical King Who Overturned the Vinegar Altar (9)

Murong Li's eyes flickered when he heard the sound, his back was already hunched, but when the groom approached, he seemed to be even more hunched, he lowered his head and responded: "Hey, I will go farther in the next two days, and come back after cutting more tender grass. "

"Well, if you can cut it, you can cut it back as much as possible. Prince Chi's black palace loves to eat it. If it's too far away, just cut it like before."

"Hey." Murong Li replied honestly, when he felt Shen Jingshu's searching eyes cast on him, he felt a little joy in his heart.

Did this woman find him?It was not in vain that he really cared about her, and even ran to the Hu tribe to find her at the risk of committing suicide.

The right time, place and people are not conducive to revealing your identity at this moment, let alone robbing people, Murong Li can only suppress his desire to talk to Shen Jingshu, and push the cart back.

He had just turned around when a group of people came from outside the pasture.

It is an exaggeration to say that it is a group, but in fact there are only seven people.

At first, the man was dressed in a black Hu suit, and he was wearing an imposing manner, and his gestures had a majestic and steady charm.

Murong Li narrowed his eyes.

This person should be the youngest tribal leader in the history of the Northern Territory, Shen Tulie, who made his generals suffer one after another!

Shen Tulie was followed by six attendants, his eyes paused for a moment when he glanced over Murong Li, and then he continued to move forward, walking steadily towards the stable where Shen Jingshu and Shen Tuchi were.

Shen Tuchi, who was talking with the horse, found Shen Tulie coming, blinked his big eyes, stood up happily, got out of the stable and rushed towards Shen Tulie.

"Father, why are you here?" The excitement and surprise could not be concealed in the soft voice.

Shen Tulie rubbed the top of his hair, and said: "After the discussion, I went to your tent and found that you were not there. Only after asking did I know that you came to the pasture. It happened that the father had not seen the Black Palace before, so he brought someone here."

"Really? Hee hee! Father, come and take a look, the black palace is so beautiful, it is the most beautiful dark horse Chi'er has ever seen."

Shen Tuchi couldn't help but drag Shen Tulie into the stable, Shen Jingshu stood up seeing the momentum, and cupped his hands.

"My lord."

"Yeah. You've seen the Black Palace, how is it in shape? There's nothing wrong with it, right?"

"My lord, Xiao Hei Dian is very healthy." Shen Jingshu replied respectfully.

Shen Tulie swept the little black horse lazily grazing on the ground, and nodded.

"It's so edible, I don't think there is any problem."

Shen Jingshu and Shen Tulie didn't have any common language, and Shentu Lie didn't seem to be very good at words. The two of them didn't speak for a while, but Shen Tuchi squatted next to the little black horse, stroking it again and again. Quiet.

Murong Li stood at the side, his eyes flicked back and forth on the two of them, and finally turned back and forth between the two adults and the child on the ground, and suddenly frowned.

Why does this picture look so obtrusive?

Does Shen Tulie know that Shen Jingshu is a woman?

He originally thought that Shen Jingshu's situation in the tribe must be very bad, but now it seems that this is not the case.

The relationship between her and Shen Tulie seems to be very close.

When people are angry, it is always difficult to control the aura around them, and Murong Li is no exception.

He has always had a fiery temper, and at this moment his eyes are full of the harmonious picture of the three of them standing together. His heart was stimulated by nearly ten thousand points, and the anger burst out, along his belly, to his heart, and then to his heart. Limbs and bones.

(End of this chapter)