Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

"Qingyu." Yan San called out.

"Huh?" Ling Qingyu looked back at him suspiciously.

"You don't need to be so careful," Yan San squatted in front of her and said, "We are not such useless people."

"No, I just don't want to cause trouble for the grain team. But," Ling Qingyu bent over to hug him, and said, "The people in this car are all moldy, what should I do?"

She put her hand under him, Yan San was a little bit dumbfounded, and said, "It's time for dinner in a minute."

Ling Qingyu fiddled with his hand twice, feeling that it had become strong there, and then withdrew his hand, saying, "All right."

Yan San knew that she was in a bad mood. After sitting in the car for so long and getting closer and closer to Heishuiguan, she locked the car door, got up and sat on the bed, took her hand and placed it under her.

Ling Qingyu's mood was a bit complicated, and his hands hesitated, but Yan San smiled, leaned over and kissed her lips gently, very soft and warm, the warmth brought by those thin lips made Ling Qingyu's heart slowly Relaxing, he also embraced his waist.

Yan San opened his clothes so that the little villain could do whatever he wanted. After being teased from below, Yan San's breathing became thicker, and the kiss became more intense from gentleness.

"Boom bang bang" There was a knock on the door.

Ling Qingyu let go of Yan San, and saw that his face was flushed, his clothes half-open, and the belt underneath had been loosened. It was as cute as that, and he pecked on his face with a smile, and said with a smile:" I'm going down first."

She opened the door and jumped down. Yan San smiled bitterly at her little fellow who was teasing Yu Xuanang. This person is now more and more fond of doing things like running away halfway.

After finishing his clothes, Yan San adjusted his breath and suppressed the **** in his body. Just about to get up, there was a sudden surge of blood in his chest. He couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blood qi rolled in his chest, and an uncontrollable cough burst out. Yan San hurriedly covered his mouth and shrank his body into a ball to suppress the sudden pain in his body.

Yan Qi waited outside the door for a while, and saw that Ling Qingyu had ran to the fire and talked to the iron knife door, but Yan San had not yet got down, frowned slightly, and motioned for the shadows to follow. Open the door and get into the car.

"Yan San?" Seeing him shrink in a corner, Yan Qi called out unconsciously.

"Close the door..." The two words seemed to have exhausted all the energy.

As soon as Yan Qi closed the door, he heard a violently suppressed cough, blood flowed from the fingers covering his mouth, and his body trembled violently, and he stood at the door without moving.

When his breathing subsided slowly, Yan Qi said, "Or, go to the ghost doctor again. If you can delay it for so long, there may be other ways."

Wiping the blood stains off the corners of his mouth and looking at the blood-stained front, Yan San took off his coat, changed one, and said, "It's okay, it doesn't matter."

"She must stay in Heishuiguan for a while, don't you think it would be better to go out?" Yan Qi said.

Yan San paused, then put on his clothes, and said, "Spring is about to begin. I'm afraid there will be another war here. Let's go."

Taking a look at the clothes Yan San stuffed into the bottom of the box, Yan Qi then jumped out of the carriage.

"So awesome?!" Ling Qingyu heard Tie Shield talking about the deeds of the arena. Although Tie Shield would say at the end what would happen if it were our Tiedaomen at the beginning, the gossip of the arena is indeed very entertaining. .

"Yes, I think that hero Ning was chased by many young girls back then, and even Lin Yiyi, the first beauty in martial arts, admired him." Ling Qingyu was so supportive, Tie Shield said even more energetic.

"Then who was he with later? Was it the beauty or the witch?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"Hey, I broke the hearts of all the heroines. Ning Daxia helped the Duan'an County King to recover Biandiyulian. The Duan'an County King took a fancy to him and married his daughter to him." Tie Dun Sighed. As a Jianghu person, he could marry his royal family. No wonder he could become the leader of the martial arts.

"Then Lin Yiyi and the little witch did three fights in vain?" Ling Qingyu asked with eyes wide open. This is the development of God, the suave and handsome young man after ganging up with the first beauty of the white road and the first beauty of the underworld Actually married a royal woman.

"Hey, Lin Yiyi and the little witch are really sad. I heard that Daxia Ning went to make a fuss when he got married, but unfortunately he didn't even let in. The King Duan'an invited top ten experts to help. "Tie Dun sighed.

"Well, what a scumbag." Ling Qingyu nodded.

"What is a scumbag?" Tie Dun was very curious. Since getting acquainted with this master, they all like to chat with her, one is because she is a very good listener, and the other is she often has some curious ideas.

Ling Qingyu took the hard steamed bun in his hand and slowly rubbed it into dregs, and said, "A man like this."

"Isn't this supposed to be called a mantou man?" Tie Dun continued to ask for knowledge.

"The steamed buns have become scum, are they still steamed buns? The steamed buns can at least satisfy the appetite. What use is the scum on the ground?" Ling Qingyu asked.

"In the famine years, you can pick it up and eat it." Tie Dun looked at his missing piece of steamed bun with some heartache.

Ling Qingyu was taken aback, and embarrassedly returned the steamed buns to him, saying: "Don't worry, I will try my best to keep you from going hungry in the future." It was said that it was the iron knife gate, the Jianghu school. In the past few years, the same hunger ran everywhere.

"The owner, Mr. Han said that you are going to cultivate wasteland and give rations, seeds and farm tools. The people in my hometown have the strength to farm so well, can I go back and say no?" A man with a knife squeezed over and asked.

"Naturally, our employees have priority internally, but wait until we find a place first." Ling Qingyu smiled.

"The master!" Han Yan yelled from the fire in the distance. Ling Qingyu responded and said to the big man: "You can register with Mr. Han first." Then ran over.

"Sect Master, we finally followed the right person this time." The big man said to Iron Shield.

"Yes." Tie Shield nodded. Although they said they belonged to the genre of Jianghu, they were almost the same as the darts. They made some hard-earned money by serving as guards for the caravan. They often detained them when they encountered bad owners, and had to work hard It’s rare to encounter things like this. They give out clothes all the year round, have enough food, and often overpay their salaries. The most important thing is that neither Mr. Han nor the current hostess will cause trouble. Not only think about themselves, but also For the safety of these people.

"The sect master, I think the master said that the scumbag guy meant that the man didn't take care of it. Do you think the scumbag fell on the ground, wouldn't it be nothing?" Another big guy thought for a long time and said seriously.

"To be honest, this is indeed what Ning Daxia did." Tie Dun also sighed. That's why the scourge of the door was destroyed four years ago.

After passing Taiyuan, the boundary of Xinzhou, Ling Qingyu couldn't sit still, so he drove Yingjiu to another place, sat in the passenger seat of the carriage, and Yan Sanbian also asked Yan Qi to rest behind him and drove the carriage by himself. .

After another day of walking, the city wall of Daixian County is vividly visible.

"The barracks are on the side of Heishuiguan, the owner, let's go directly to the barracks." Han Yan came over on horseback.

"Okay." Ling Qingyu nodded, only feeling a little throbbing in his heart. He thought he didn't care, but only when he got here did he know how much he cares.

Not long after bypassing the county seat, a piece of yellow sand rose up in front, the sound of horseshoes was deafening, and a group of cavalry galloped in.

The head of the man was long in jade and dressed in red armor. The cloak of the same color was raised high behind him. The spear was pressed on the saddle. When he reached the caravan, he pulled the reins, and the horse raised his front hoofs high, then fell heavily and hit There was a big sneeze.

"But the Ling Family Firm?" the man asked, his voice low and honest.

Before the person in front could reply, the person had seen the carriage and Ling Qingyu sitting in the driver's seat of the carriage. His eyes suddenly flashed brightly, and he leaped off the horse and ran towards the carriage.

"Qing Yu..." rushed to the carriage, but the man stopped, stood by the carriage, whispered, just two words, but it seemed to bring countless emotions.

He was wearing a helmet, the front mask did not come off, only a pair of eyes were exposed, and there was an incredible surprise in those eyes, which were shiny and slowly moist.

"Zhao?" Ling Qingyu was also a little uncertain, raised his hand and took off his helmet, revealing a... a face full of beards.

Save it again! Ling Qingyu looked at him disgustingly, with the same eyebrows and the same face, but with a lot of vicissitudes.

Yang Zhao touched the beard on his face, wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes by the way, and said, "You will shave when you go back."

Seeing his eyes looking blankly, his hands raised but he didn't dare to move, Ling Qingyu sighed in his heart and opened his hands.

Yang Zhao's face suddenly burst into a bright smile, hugged her, hugged her from the passenger seat of the carriage, and hugged her tightly into his arms.

The iron armor on his body was uncomfortable with a hint of chill, and the arms that he hugged tightly were also uncomfortable, but the dampness brought from the face on his shoulders made Ling Qingyu feel soft and patted. He backed it and said softly: "Many people watch it."

Remembering that the battle armor on his body must have licked her, Yang Zhao hurriedly let go.

Looking left and right at the people who were already stupid, Ling Qingyu took out a veil and said: "It's dusty on such a big wind and sand." He quickly wiped away the tear marks on his face.

Yang Zhao just looked at her happily, and his fingers touched her face involuntarily. For a year and a half, there seemed to be no traces on her body. It was just that she was a little taller, and the smiling eyes were gone. His face is round and pleasing, or the look that likes to raise eyebrows and staring at people, or the thick lips that are always smiling, and the face that has to be carved in the dream every night, I am afraid that it is again A dream.