Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

The branch of Xuanming Sect in the Western Regions is near Kucha, Song Yanqing looked at the boundless desert in front of him, and felt his head hurt.

He put on the camel and the turban to protect him from the dust, and walked slowly to the sub-rudder of Xuanming Sect.

Xuanmingjiao has been selling porcelain and silk here for some years, and has always had a good relationship with the towns near the Kucha Kingdom.Guardian Zuo returned to the head teacher after confirming that the situation was good.

But this time Song Yanqing received an urgent report from the Western Regions that Xuanmingjiao's caravans went missing in the desert one after another and suffered heavy losses. It seemed that someone was eyeing Xuanmingjiao.

Since the original text only mentioned that Guardian Zuo went to the Western Regions in the near future, the system does not know what happened to the Western Regions branch.

Mo Nanchen, the leader of this generation, especially likes gorgeous buildings, and the division of the rudder here makes it extremely gorgeous.It doesn't look like a magic cave, but rather like a palace built on the edge of the desert.

The sub-ruler here is a middle-aged fat man. Although he can only do three-legged kung fu, he is indeed a brilliant businessman.

At this time, the fat man was sitting opposite Song Yanqing and reporting the recent loss. The history of this world is different from the world Song Yanqing lives in.Protector Zuo is very rich and doesn't need Song Yanqing to live a life of careful planning, which makes Song Yanqing unable to understand what these losses represent.

The middle-aged fat man burst into tears as he spoke, even the fat on his face trembled.

"Master Dharma Protector, what do you think we should do?" The fat man choked up and said, "Thinking of those goods, Dharma Protector, how much gold can those things be exchanged for?"

Seeing him crying like this, Song Yanqing, who had been silent all this time and pretended to understand, probably understood how big the amount was.

He touched the ordinary long sword in his hand, and handed the handkerchief in his arms to the middle-aged fat man.The fat man had a good relationship with Guardian Zuo, and he took it unambiguously, wiping away tears.

"Do you have a sword?" Song Yanqing asked.

"Yes, yes." Fatty hurriedly got up to say hello, and immediately a little boss went down to find a long sword.

Song Yanqing took it over and looked at it. Although it was too heavy, it could still be used.

He tried his best to overcome his stuttering, and said in a calm voice: "These few days, the caravan will be escorted by me."

The fat man didn't notice the abnormality, even if he realized that it was hindering Guardian Zuo's face, he would pretend that he didn't know anything.

Hearing what Song Yanqing said, the fat man happily went down.In Xuanming Sect, Mo Nanchen has the highest force value, and Song Yanqing is the second.The fat man probably thought that Zuo Hufa would go out in person, and those thieves would definitely be able to catch them.So that night, Song Yanqing was happily invited to a banquet, and a beauty from another race was sent to warm Song Yanqing's bed at night.

Song Yanqing did not refuse, shut the beauty in the room and let her sing several songs.

After the beauty sang, she began to take off her clothes. Before she could take off a few clothes, Song Yanqing, who had been sitting on the bed drinking, looked up at her, took a deep breath and flew out of the window with a whoosh.

The fat rudder didn't keep Song Yanqing waiting long, and on the third day there was a caravan ready to go.

Before leaving, the fat rudder master asked: "Guardian, although my sub-rudder is limited in strength, it is by no means comparable to ordinary bodyguards. But the three teams before and after have lost contact, and there is not even a specially trained eagle. Those who flew back, we don’t know what happened to them in the desert. It’s going to be a dangerous journey, and I hope the guardians will be more careful.”

Song Yanqing nodded and rode on the camel, leading the caravan of Xuanming Sect into the desert.

'Is there this paragraph in the original text? ' Song Yanqing asked in her mind.

[The original story revolves around the protagonist Luo Qiuyi, and this paragraph is not mentioned. ] The system replied: [Mr. Song, don't worry, Guardian Zuo didn't die in the desert. ]

Song Yanqing nodded, he looked back at the caravan behind him, and then at the endless desert, thinking that he would return to the chief helm of the Xuanming Sect after this matter was resolved.

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Ever since Mo Nanchen forced him to go up the mountain, Luo Qiuyi was mentally prepared to be forced by him.After all, everyone in the world said that Mo Nanchen liked him. When Mo Nanchen pressed him on the bed that day, Luo Qiuyi even thought of committing suicide. Fortunately, Mo Nanchen was not in the mood that night.

In the following days, nothing happened as Luo Qiuyi expected. Mo Nanchen just locked him in his small courtyard and teased him a few times, like raising a pleasing pet.

Luo Qiuyi couldn't understand Mo Nanchen's mind, he always felt that Mo Nanchen had someone in his heart, but whenever Mo Nanchen looked at him, the liking in his eyes didn't seem fake.

But who Mo Nanchen likes has nothing to do with Luo Qiuyi, as long as he doesn't like himself.

After making sure that Mo Nanchen would not attack him, Luo Qiuyi no longer worried.Mo Nanchen provided him with delicious food and drink, and there were beauties dancing and singing for him every day. Apart from not being able to see his beloved and temporarily losing his freedom, Luo Qiuyi was quite comfortable.

Luo Qiuyi is doing well, and Xuanming Sect is also flourishing recently.Everyone on Yuehua Mountain was happy, except Mo Nanchen.

He was on the mountain behind Xuanming Jiaode, drinking fine wine sent by the envoys of the Miao nationality, holding the most beautiful woman in the world in his arms.Wine and Beauty are all there, but Mo Nanchen still feels that there is something missing around him.

Luo Qiuyi was forced to drink wine by him, and now he is dizzy.He looked at the silent Mo Nanchen, and said softly, "If you don't like me, let me go down the mountain."

Mo Nanchen laughed out loud when he heard the words, he threw away the jug in his hand, turned over and pushed Luo Qiuyi down on the grass, intending to tell him his feelings with practical actions.

Luo Qiuyi was startled, but usually Mo Nanchen would stop when he touched the inner garment, and he was a little drunk this time, so he didn't stop him for a while.

It was rare for him to lie obediently under Mo Nanchen, and when Mo Nanchen looked down at him, the figure that had been in his mind became more blurred, and he could no longer remember who that person was.

Seeing Mo Nanchen staring at him in a daze, Luo Qiuyi asked suspiciously, "Master?"

The voice of the leader passed into Mo Nanchen's ears and into Mo Nanchen's heart.He stared blankly at Luo Qiuyi, and the figure in his mind suddenly became clear.

It was Protector Song, and Mo Nanchen's heart beat violently for a moment, but he couldn't figure out why he had to take into account Protector Song's feelings.

It took him a few seconds to drive away Song Yanqing's shadow, and when he looked at Luo Qiuyi again, there was strong love in his eyes.

"I am pleased with you." Mo Nanchen said with hooked lips, "If you don't come from this seat, I will kill you now."

Luo Qiuyi also woke up from the wine, stiffened his body and clenched the dagger in his arms, struggling: "If you dare to touch me, we will die!"

Mo Nanchen smiled contemptuously. Just as he was about to move, there was a sudden sound of breaking through the air in the distance.

"The leader is me!" Feng Tianjiao landed behind Mo Nanchen, saluted quickly and said anxiously: "Master, Zuo Guardian is missing!"

Mo Nanchen sat up abruptly, and said coldly, "What's going on."

"The caravan at the helm of the Western Regions disappeared in the desert. After Guardian Zuo found out, he escorted the caravan three times. The first two times were all safe and sound, but the third time he set off and never came back." Feng Tianjiao said with red eyes. : "Today, the people of the sub-ruler found the lost caravan in the desert. The whole army was wiped out, but the Zuo Guardian was not found. I don't know now..."

Feng Tianjiao said with a firm gaze: "This subordinate requests to go to the Western Regions sub-helm to investigate this matter. Regardless of whether Guardian Zuo lives or dies, this subordinate must bring him back!"

Mo Nanchen didn't answer right away, Luo Qiuyi hurriedly got up and straightened his clothes, he lowered his head and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two.After figuring out the reason, I couldn't help but feel happy.

Feng Tianjiao's eyes were sharp, and when she saw the abnormality on Luo Qiuyi's face, she immediately said loudly: "My brother is missing, why are you happy there!"

Luo Qiuyi snorted and turned his head away, Feng Tianjiao's violent temper suddenly came up.She pointed at Luo Qiuyi and cursed: "You little rabbit...I think you are responsible for this!"

Before she could finish her sentence, Mo Nanchen turned down and waved towards her.Feng Tianjiao quickly resisted, but was beaten back a step.

She looked at Mo Nanchen in disbelief: "Master?"

"Left protector will look for it personally, right protector doesn't need to worry." After Mo Nanchen finished speaking, he took Luo Qiuyi and left without looking back.

Feng Tianjiao stomped her feet angrily on the spot, but at least she felt relieved.

Mo Nanchen returned to his small courtyard, explained some matters, and prepared to leave overnight.

Luo Qiuyi, who had been silent all this time, suddenly reached out and grabbed him. He looked at Mo Nanchen and persuaded softly: "The road to the Western Regions is far away, even birds take some time to fly. A month or so. Not to mention...not to mention the fact that Guardian Zuo has been missing for several days now, I'm afraid...and it's unknown when Guardian Zuo will be found."

Mo Nanchen paused, and stood there waiting for him to speak.

"The leader is the backbone of the sect. Now the disappearance of the Zuo protector will cause panic, and the new alliance leader of the righteous martial arts alliance." Luo Qiuyi persuaded: "It is really inappropriate for the leader to leave at this time."

Mo Nanchen looked at Luo Qiuyi's expression, narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "When did Young Master Luo start thinking about my Xuanming teaching like this?"

Luo Qiuyi's face turned pale, he lowered his eyelids and said nothing.Mo Nanchen pinched his chin to force him to raise his head, but he saw grievance in his eyes.

The moment Mo Nanchen saw this look, his heart softened, and the sarcasm that he was about to say turned into "In that case, let's forget it, I will let Feng Tianjiao handle this matter."

Luo Qiuyi smiled happily when he heard the words, this was the first time he showed a sincere smile in front of Mo Nanchen.Mo Nanchen watched intently, his heart beating violently, as if possessed by a demon.

On the second day, Feng Tianjiao rushed to the Western Regions with a group of people.

Before leaving, Feng Tianjiao looked deeply at Mo Nanchen, and then at Luo Qiuyi who was held in his arms, and said with a wry smile: "In the past, you also left the rudder, why did you look forward and backward like this now. Our teacher Brother and sister have been loyal to the Xuanming Sect since childhood, and they have never had two hearts, the leader..."

After she finished speaking, she whipped her whip and left without looking back. Mo Nanchen seemed to be unable to hear her voice, and only had Luo Qiuyi who was in a light sleep in his eyes.

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