Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

The system is still telling Song Yanqing the plot, but he really doesn't have the energy to listen to the plot right now.

Because the man had already started to take off his clothes, Song Yanqing raised her hand and pressed his wrist.

The man still smelled heavily of alcohol, he raised his head and looked at him for no reason, and asked suspiciously, "Why, don't you do it?"

Song Yanqing thought, do?be a fart.

His face was flushed red, the incident happened too fast, Song Yanqing hadn't had time to recall the original body's memory, and couldn't say the secret signal for the connection.

Under the gaze of the man, he held back for a long time, and finally said in a low voice, "Speak well, don't take off your clothes."

The expression on the man's face was blank for a moment, he was stunned for a second, and then returned to his previous lewd/slutty appearance, stretched his neck, and leaned towards Song Yanqing's face.He stopped when he was about to kiss his cheek, and said in a low voice: "The palace spies are outside, third child, I'm sorry, I've worked hard for you to put on a show."

He was so close that Song Yanqing could feel that the chest muscles of the two had already collided.Both of their sparrows are crowded together, probably not small in size.

After a while, Song Yanqing was taken aback, he poked the system and said: "Who is a young lady with such a strong body, the guest came in and fought with me..."

Thinking of this, Song Yanqing was dumbfounded again.He blinked, looked at the man close at hand, and quietly said to the system: "I treat him as a colleague, but he wants to fuck/me." '

[Mr. Song, please rest assured that the system will not go wrong. ] The system replied: [Do you still want to watch the plot? ]

'Liar, he has become like this, I am so relieved. ' Song Yanqing shook her body uneasily, and the man pinned her wrist again.

The owner of this body seems to be very good at martial arts, Song Yanqing could clearly hear the chirping of insects outside the window, and the faint sound of footsteps.

There are people outside the window, and there are quite a few people.

Before the system could speak, the man on top of him came back to his senses.

He stretched his hand down, pulled out the long sword tied around his waist and put it aside, and said in a low voice with some embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I hit third brother, don't worry about it."

Song Yanqing smiled, expressing that she cared very much.

The system was still transmitting the plot, and the subtle electric sound affected his concentration.

He thought for a while and said, "Put it in the background first, and I'll watch it later." '

The system didn't answer, and Song Yanqing thought it was the default, so she didn't care.

During these messy and extraordinarily fulfilling few minutes, Song Yanqing had roughly received the memory of the original owner.

This is a very chaotic era. The country he lives in is called Da Yang, which is currently the largest country.

Dayang's economy is prosperous, and compared with other countries, the people live and work in peace and contentment.

But the bad thing is that the current monarch is fatuous and incompetent. Even the people at the bottom can feel that the country is declining day by day.

And the organization that the original body is in is a killer organization in the Jianghu, called the 'Assassin's League'.

Thinking of this name, Song Yanqing couldn't help but sigh that the founder of this organization really has a modern artistic atmosphere.

Seeing him smile, the man on top of him was relieved.

The man is the senior of the original owner, Zuo Xingyun ranks second among the top ten killers of the organization, the original owner is the third, and the first is that the founder is also their boss.

Only Zuo Xingyun knew the identity of the boss, and even the original owner had only seen the back of the boss.I know she is a woman, called Red Girl.

The reason why the original owner appeared in Nanfeng Pavilion was because their boss ordered the assassination of the prince.The palace is heavily guarded and there are many masters, they cannot enter.But the prince has a stubborn temper and follows his father, he is young and disobedient to discipline, and likes to go out of the palace in low clothes to visit flower houses.

Originally, they planned to let the original owner wear women's clothing to work as a prostitute in the brothel, but the original owner would rather die than wear women's clothing, so Zuo Xingyun made a second choice and chose Nanfeng Pavilion.

Probably because he was afraid of being seen by others, Zuo Xingyun pressed his hand on Song Yanqing's face, kissed the back of his own hand, and made a wretched sound while kissing, and heard goosebumps all over Song Yanqing's body.

Song Yanqing was feeling sick, Zuo Xingyun said in a muffled voice, "Third brother, don't pretend to be dead, just call twice."

Song Yanqing was taken aback for a moment, and he asked suspiciously: "What is it called, how is it called?"

When Zuo Xingyun saw his blank expression, he became anxious immediately.

He said in a low voice, "Just bark like that, don't you usually bark very happily?"

Song Yanqing was taken aback, he thought to himself what did I do on weekdays.

He poked the system, but the system didn't reply.Zuo Xingyun above was still urging, and the sound of opening a window could be faintly heard not far away.

Song Yanqing gritted her teeth and became cruel, recalling her experience in the previous few worlds, she opened her mouth and hummed.

"It's not the third one, you're a pig, is humming useful? You call it." Zuo Xingyun wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and said, "The back of my hand is almost broken from kissing. If you continue like this, we will die." It's going to be exposed."

"You do what you want." Song Yanqing said viciously.

Zuo Xingyun panted heavily, and grinned after hearing this, and said, "Come on, I'll do it."

As he said that, he began to growl in a low voice, in a decent way.

Song Yanqing listened attentively to the voices outside, and signaled Zuo Xingyun to tear off his clothes with his eyes.

Zuo Xingyun blinked, raised his hand and tore it, and there was a sound of broken clothes in the room.

Song Yanqing originally wanted to pull down the curtain on his body to cover it, but when he moved his arm, he remembered that the original owner had a body with a lot of big muscles when he was dressed and undressed.

He hesitated for a moment, then patted Zuo Xingyun on the shoulder and said, "Quick, pull the curtain."

The curtain fell instantly, covering the two people on the bed.

Song Yanqing pushed Zuo Xingyun, the man got up together, pressed the bed board and started shaking.

Song Yanqing sat on the side with her chin propped up and hummed a few times perfunctorily, in exchange for Zuo Xingyun's eyes of hatred.

After about half an hour, Zuo Xingyun was a little tired, so he simply stopped.

It happened that Song Yanqing was also tired, and the two of them listened attentively, and then heaved a long sigh of relief before making sure that the people outside had left.

"Why did you provoke all the spies in the palace?" Song Yanqing asked Zuo Xingyun while looking at him.

Zuo Xingyun is about the same age as the original owner, both 26 and seven years old.

Compared with the original owner's feminine, charming and indistinguishable appearance, Zuo Xingyun is much more delicate.

He has a fair baby face, and a pair of eyes that are particularly agile, turning back and forth as if thinking of some crooked idea.

Hearing Song Yanqing's question at this time, Zuo Xingyun couldn't help but said with a bitter face: "It's not because of the red girl, and I don't know why, in the past, I chose to meet in the alliance, but today I meet in the palace. I received the message and ran out I was discovered by someone at that time. It is good to talk about light skills in secret in the palace, but I worked my ass off to get here."

Song Yanqing patted his thigh to comfort him.He took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and said, "Tell me, what do you want me to do."

Zuo Xingyun rubbed his arms, and said with a serious expression: "A princess concubine has come to the prince's mansion recently, and that woman is very favored. The prince will not come to these places to have fun in the near future."

"Then how long do I need to stay here?" Song Yanqing picked up the overly revealing clothes and said uncomfortably: "I always feel that I am so strong that few people dare to touch me."

"You are the top card, you have to believe in yourself." Zuo Xingyun said, raised his hand and squeezed Song Yanqing's arm with a smile and said, "You just have a good-looking face, or you have to rely on your figure, this kind of interesting thing It's not your turn to do it."

"What? You still want to be the top card?" Song Yanqing asked in surprise.

Zuo Xingyun nodded, and said seriously: "Well, I can think about it. You don't need to run around to collect information, just sit and eat and drink tea every day, post decals and make up, this kind of life like a pig, who can do it? Not envious."

Song Yanqing patted Zuo Xingyun and sighed: "Brother Pig, you really have ideals and ambitions."

"My surname is Zuo, not Zhu." Zuo Xingyun said.

Song Yanqing didn't explain, after all, Zuo Xingyun's martial arts were better than the original owner's, so he was afraid that he would be beaten soon.

Zuo Xingyun was still thinking about the beautiful life after becoming the top brand of Nanfeng Pavilion, when Song Yanqing suddenly thought of a question.

He considered it for a while, and asked, "Brother, you said before that I don't need to pick up guests, and you are serious about what you said."

"Isn't asking you to pick up the guests to push you into the fire pit? You can't be killed, and you can't be betrayed no matter what the mission is." Zuo Xingyun said righteously, he looked Song Yanqing up and down, and suddenly the conversation turned Turning around, he smacked his lips and said, "Besides, when you put on your clothes, even a man can't control it. When you take off your clothes, tsk tsk, even a man can't control it."

Song Yanqing understood that this was a compliment for his health and strength, and most men would not be able to accept his muscles.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his strong chest muscles, Zuo Xingyun took a sip of tea, covered his eyes and lowered his head, probably because of the heat.

The original owner and Zuo Xingyun were partners before they joined the Assassin's League. The two have been working together for more than five years and have known each other for a long time.

After receiving the memory of the original owner, Song Yanqing also got closer to Zuo Xingyun.Zuo Xingyun likes wine and fun, and the original owner loves to play even more. Both of them have unscrupulous temperaments, otherwise they would not have thought of coming to be the top card to seduce the prince.

After a few cups of tea, Song Yanqing gradually let go.

He deliberately pulled out the handkerchief, twitched it with his orchid fingers, and shouted shyly, "Come on, sir, come in and have a drink."

Zuo Xingyun's eyes widened in horror, he hugged his chest and screamed, "Oh me, you'd better kill me, I can't stand you like this."

Song Yanqing laughed and cursed, but Zuo Xingyun didn't care, and came over again hey.

He took a sip from the teacup, put away his playful expression, and said seriously: "I am here today not only because of the Crown Princess' affairs. Yesterday, Miss Hong sent the news that the Third Prince will return to the capital soon. We I got the news that the third prince is □□. Miss Hong wants us to kill the third prince and his son Xu Kang."

"Xu Sijiang, Xu Kang, why did you kill them?" Song Yanqing asked suspiciously: "The third prince has not yet married a wife, so how can he have any children?"

"Yanqing doesn't know that Xu Kang is Xu Sijiang's adopted son. The third prince has a habit of cutting off his sleeves. He has already said that he will never marry a wife." Zuo Xingyun tapped his fingers on the table and frowned slightly: "It's just the third prince. There are many guards, I led people to try to sneak attack their convoy a few days ago, but before I could see the appearance of the Third Prince, I was stopped by the guards and retreated steadily."

"Have you seen his face yet?" Song Yanqing said hesitantly, "You mean we don't know his face yet?"

Zuo Xingyun scratched his head and took out a scroll from his arms.

He muttered softly: "It's not that I don't know, it's just that I don't know enough details."

Song Yanqing took the scroll in doubt, okay, a man with a nose and eyes.If this portrait is a wanted warrant, within a day after it is released, the prison will be overcrowded and urgently need to be expanded.

"How do you want me to find, how do you want me to kill." Song Yanqing said with a headache.

Zuo Xingyun also knew that this was difficult for the strong, so he said awkwardly: "It's not that the guards can't beat us, and we dare not break into the palace. But Yan Qing, don't worry, the third prince Xu Sijiang is a broken sleeve, and you are famous in the capital. The oiran, if he returns to the capital, he will definitely come back to Nanfeng Pavilion to find you."

He paused, then continued: "I'll let you know when I bring the convoy of the third prince into the city. He is a prince after all. Gorgeous, and there are a few guards with good martial arts behind him, then this person must be the third prince."

Song Yanqing took it down seriously, and he heard half of it, and suddenly said: "No, Brother Zuo, aren't all the young masters in this capital like this?"

"The guards of the sons and gentlemen are all ostentatious. I can beat my brother to death. The guards of the third prince are all experts. My brother can't beat any of them. If Yan Qing can't beat him, he will be the prince." Zuo Xingyun said .

Song Yanqing looked at his cheerful expression, took a deep breath and said, "If brother wants me to die, just say it, why beat around the bush."

Zuo Xingyun also realized that his idea was too stupid, he drank a few cups of tea, coughed lightly and said: "Well, my brother will send someone to watch the prince's mansion, if someone comes to your side, I will come back inform you."

This is also a way, Song Yanqing nodded in agreement.

At this moment, the system in my mind said: [Mr. Song, I'm sorry, I can no longer accompany you on this world journey. ]

'What happened? ' Song Yanqing asked.

The system said: [An unknown virus invaded the main brain, pretending to be a system and running around in the small world.The Space-Time Administration is undergoing rectification, and all systems are urgently recalled for a large-scale inspection.The host who has completed the task can temporarily return to the main brain, and the host who has not completed the task in the new world needs to wait for the inspection to be completed before being recalled. ]

This had little effect on Song Yanqing, he said with some reluctance: 'Are you going back? '

[Yes, Mr. Song. ] The system replied.

Song Yanqing sighed and said, "I will miss you." '

[Although I don't have human perception, I think I will miss Mr. Song too. ] The system paused, and continued to use its undulating mechanical voice to say: [So, Mr. Song, can you leave me some personal things as a souvenir, such as underwear/pants. ]

'...No, you can go away. '

[Okay, Mr. Song, we will meet again. ]

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