Fenglin Tianxia – Queen with a Thousand Pets

Qingyu. Yan San called.

Huh? Ling Qingyu turned around and looked at him doubtfully.

You don't have 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. However, Ling Qingyu bent down and hugged him, saying, The people I ride in this car are all moldy, what should I do?

Her hand reached under his body. Yan San was a little dumbfounded and said, It will be time to eat later.

Ling Qingyu fiddled with it twice and felt that it had become thicker, so he withdrew his hand and said, Okay then.

Yan San knew that she was not in a good mood. She had been sitting in the car for so long and was getting closer and closer to Heishui Pass. He locked the car door, stood up and sat on the bed, picked up her hand and put it under him.

Ling Qingyu's mood was a little complicated and he hesitated, but Yan San smiled, leaned over and kissed her lips gently. It was very soft and warm. The warmth brought by those thin lips made Ling Qingyu's heart slowly After relaxing, she also hugged his waist.

Yan San opened his clothes so that this little villain could do whatever he wanted. When his lower body was teased, Yan San's breathing became thicker and the kiss started to become more intense.

Bang 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 were half open, and the belt underneath had been loosened. He looked as cute as he wanted, so he smiled and pecked him on the face, and said with a smile: I’m going down first.”

She opened the door and jumped down. Yan San couldn't help but smile bitterly as he looked at his little guy who had been teased so impressively by her. This guy was becoming more and more fond of running away midway.

After arranging his clothes, Yan San adjusted his breathing and suppressed the blood in his body. Just as he was about to stand up, a surge of blood surged in his chest. He couldn't hold it back and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Blood boiled in his chest, and an uncontrollable cough burst out of his mouth. Yan San hurriedly covered his mouth tightly and curled up into a ball to suppress the sudden severe pain in his body.

Yan Qi waited outside the door for a while and saw that Ling Qingyu had already run to the fire to talk to the people from the Iron Blade Sect, but Yan San hadn't come down yet. He frowned slightly and motioned for the shadows to follow him, and then Opened the door and got in the car.

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

Close the door... The two words seemed to use all the strength in the body.

As soon as Yan Qi closed the door, he heard a violent suppressed cough. Blood flowed from the fingers covering his mouth. His body also trembled violently, and he stood still at the door.

When his breathing slowly subsided, Yan Qi said: How about going to the ghost doctor again? If you can delay it for so long, maybe there are other ways.

After wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth and looking at his blood-stained front, Yan San took off his coat, changed into another one, and then said, You can still stand it, it's okay.

She will definitely stay in Heishui Pass for a while. Don't you think it would be better to go out? Yan Qi said.

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

After taking a look at the clothes that Yan San stuffed into the bottom of the box, Yan Qi jumped out of the carriage.

So powerful?! Ling Qingyu was excited when he heard Tie Dun talk about his deeds in the world. Although Tie Dun would definitely say what would have happened if we were the Iron Sword Sect in the end, those gossips about the world are indeed very entertaining. .

Yeah, think about how many female heroes chased Hero Ning back then. Even Lin Yiyi, the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world, admired him. Ling Qingyu was so supportive, and Tiedun said even more enthusiastically.

Then who did he end up with? The beauty or the witch? Ling Qingyu asked.

Hey, I broke the hearts of all the heroines. Hero Ning helped Prince Duan'an recover the Bingdi Jade Lotus. Prince Duan'an fell in love with him and married his daughter to him. Tiedun He sighed. As a martial artist, he was able to marry an imperial relative. No wonder he later became the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Didn't that Lin Yiyi and the little witch fight three times in vain? Ling Qingyu asked with his eyes wide open. This is a wonderful development. The suave and handsome young hero hooked up with the most beautiful woman in the white world and the most beautiful woman in the underworld. He actually married a royal woman.

Hey, Lin Yiyi and the little witch are really sad. I heard that they went to make a fuss during Ning Daxia's wedding, but unfortunately they didn't even let them in. Duke Duan'an invited ten masters to help out. . Tiedun sighed.

Well, what a scumbag. Ling Qingyu nodded.

Master, what do you mean by a scumbag? Tie Dun was very curious. Since becoming acquainted with the boss, they all like to chat with her, firstly because she is a good listener, and secondly because she often has some fantastic ideas.

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

Shouldn't this man be called Steamed Bun Man? Tie Dun continued to seek knowledge.

The steamed buns have become crumbs, are they still steamed buns? The steamed buns can at least satisfy the appetite. What use can the dregs on the ground be used for? Ling Qingyu asked.

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

Ling Qingyu was stunned, and returned the steamed bun to him sheepishly, saying: Don't worry, I will try my best to prevent you from going hungry in the future. It is said that Iron Sword Sect, Jianghu sect, but in fact it is not the same to have food and clothing, Dahuang Years ago, they were still hungry and wandering around.

Master, Mr. Han said that you are going to reclaim wasteland and provide rations of seeds and farm tools. The people in my hometown are strong and good at farming. Can you let me go back and say no? A big man with a knife crowded over and asked.

Of course, we can give priority to our employees, but we need to wait until we find a place first. Ling Qingyu said with a smile.

Master! Han Zong shouted by the fire in the distance. Ling Qingyu responded and said to the big man: You just need to register with Mr. Han first. Then he ran over.

Master, we finally followed the right person this time. The big man said to Tiedun.

Yes. Tie Dun nodded. Although they are said to be a martial arts sect, in the final analysis they are just like escorts. They make some hard-earned money by serving as guards for caravans. They often deduct money from bad owners and have to work hard. , it is rare to encounter people like this, who are given clothes for four seasons a year, have enough food and food, and are often overpaid. The most important thing is that neither Mr. Han nor the current female boss causes trouble. They not only consider themselves, but also Think about the safety of these people.

Master, I think when the master calls him a scumbag, he means that the man is irresponsible. Do you think this scumbag will be nothing if it falls on the ground? Another big man said seriously after thinking for a long time.

To be honest, it was indeed what Ning Daxia did that was unethical. Tie Dun also sighed, which was why the family was wiped out four years ago.

After passing Taiyuan, it was the border of Xinzhou. Ling Qingyu couldn't sit still, so he drove Ying Jiu to another place. He sat in the passenger seat of the carriage. Yan San also let Yan Qi rest behind him and drove the carriage instead of him. .

After walking for another day, the city walls made of earthen walls in Dai County were clearly visible.

The barracks are over at Heishui Pass. Master, let's go directly to the barracks. Han Chu rode over and said.

Okay. Ling Qingyu nodded, feeling his heart pounding a little. He thought he didn't care at first, but only now did he realize how much he cared.

Not far after bypassing the county seat, a piece of yellow sand rose up in front, the sound of horse hooves was deafening, and a group of cavalry came galloping towards them.

The leader was tall and tall, dressed in red armor, with a cloak of the same color raised high behind him, and a spear in his hand pressed on the saddle. When he arrived in front of the caravan, he tightened the reins. The horse raised its front hooves high, and then fell heavily, hitting A big sneeze.

But the Ling Family Trading Company? the man asked, his voice low and honest.

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

Qingyu... He rushed to the carriage, but the man stopped, stood beside the carriage, and called softly. It was just two words, but it seemed to carry countless emotions.

He was wearing a helmet, and the front mask remained on, only a pair of eyes were exposed. There was unbelievable surprise in those eyes, and they were shiny and slowly moistened.

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

Stayed again! Ling Qingyu looked at him with some disgust, the same eyebrows and eyes, the same face profile, but with a lot more vicissitudes.

Yang Zhao touched the beard on his face, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, I'll shave it when I get back.

Seeing him staring longingly and raising his hands without daring to move, Ling Qingyu sighed softly in his heart and opened his hands.

A bright smile suddenly broke out on Yang Zhao's face, he hugged her, lifted her off the driver's seat of the carriage, and held her tightly in his arms.

The iron armor on his body felt uncomfortable with the slightest bit of chill, and the arms he hugged tightly were also uncomfortable, but the wetness on the face leaning on his shoulders made Ling Qingyu feel soft and patted him. He carried it and said softly: A lot of people are watching.

Remembering that the armor he was wearing must have stung her, Yang Zhao quickly let go.

After looking around at the stunned people around him, Ling Qingyu took out a handkerchief and said: With such a big wind and sand, you can see that your face is covered with ashes. He quickly wiped away the tears on his face.

Yang Zhao just looked at her happily, his fingers caressing her face unconsciously. One and a half years seemed to have left no trace on her body, but she was taller again, and her smiling eyes were still gone. Her face is round and pleasant. She still likes to raise her eyebrows and glare at people. She still has the same thick lips that always smile. She has to carve a face in her dreams every night. I'm really afraid of it again. A dream.