Peerless Junior Uncle

Because of the sudden lack of caress, he squeezed He Tingge's arm impatiently: "Continue..."

He Tingge leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips: "Don't worry."

He reached out and took out the porcelain bottle. Poured out the ointment. The sweet and greasy aroma caressed the wings of his nose. He wiped it with his fingers and leaned behind the person below him.

"Hmm..." The body was suddenly penetrated by a foreign object. Fu Qingcheng flinched subconsciously from the ice. Then he didn't feel that cold feeling.

Although I'm already familiar with this feeling. But every time, I still frowned subconsciously and squeezed He Tingge's shoulders tightly.

"Don't lie to me..." When He Tingge entered, Fu Qingcheng bit his lower lip and trembled.

He Tingge let out a breath. Resisting the impulse, he comforted Fu Qingcheng to relax. He said, "No. I won't lie to you."

"That's good......."

.........

Looking at the person who fell asleep on the bed, He Tingge leaned over and kissed Fu Qingcheng's forehead. He tightened his arms and held him in his arms. The warm touch. It was no longer icy cold. Qingcheng. We should have a home of our own up.......

"There is no frame. Rouran's deployment of troops is simply vulnerable." Li Qi finally said with a smile: "My lord, do you want to go all out and take their nest directly."

"No need. Kill [-] enemies and lose [-]. The forces outside the pass are more than Rouran. As long as they don't attack, just guard." He Tingge said: "What's more, there is Zhou."

Li Qi nodded and said again: "I don't understand. How could he be so good? He was dismissed as soon as he pulled the frame. Doesn't King Rouran think highly of him?"

"No matter how important it is, it is also under the condition that Taba frame is unwaveringly loyal to him." He Tingge said.

"Could it be that you want to plot a rebellion?" Li Qi guessed.

He Tingge shook his head: "It's not clear. But it's the fact now."

A few days ago, King Rouran suddenly received a bunch of secret letters. The contents were all about the exchanges between Tatba frame and Yuwen Hu. Among them, the sum of Yuwen Hu and Tatba frame was mentioned several times. Use Rouran's forces to consume the Qi army. When the time comes .After Zhou won Qi, he helped Taba frame to seize the throne of Rouran king. And he helped to annex other tribes......

There is also evidence that Taba frame is a descendant of the former Xianbei royal family and has been deceiving King Rouran all along...

King Rouran was extremely angry. He recalled the frame, cut his military power, deposed him from his position, and sent him to prison. His life and death are still unknown...

"Hmm... interesting." Tang Yu rubbed her chin while listening to the news.

"Interesting fart." Haitang spat and cursed, "I'm going to peel his skin and cram his tendons. He ran away..."

"I can't run away." Xu Ziyang came in and said calmly.

Haitang subconsciously shut up. But Xu Ziyang didn't look at him. He was just at a certain distance from him. He said to Tang Yu, "Where's the medicine?"

"It's soaking in the potion. It will be ready in two days." Tang Yu said.

"Yeah." Xu Ziyang nodded. He glanced at Haitang and turned away. It was still the last bit...

Over the city wall. The bleak moonlight shines on the desert, as if a layer of frost has fallen.

"Master Xiang, you have suffered." A black figure knelt on the ground and said.

Tataba frame was wearing black clothes. He snorted coldly: "Where is there any Xiangye?"

Black Shadow didn't look up: "Then you are also my master."

"Unexpectedly. In the end. I only have a few of you left." Ta Ba frame smiled wryly: "Now I am in danger. It is useless for you to save me. That old bastard King Rouran..."

"Master, my subordinates have checked. Those things were all done by Xu Ziyang from Tianxiangju." Heiying said: "The handwriting on the letter is all yours."

"Huh..." Ta Ba frame snorted softly: "As long as he has seen the handwriting, there is nothing that cannot be imitated. It must be that the annotations made in my book were seen and used by him."

"Master, what should we do now?"

"What can I do? What else can I do. Go to Linyue City. Leave here first and then talk." Tataba frame said in a deep voice. Then he reached out to touch the bracelet on his wrist and let out a grin. Haitang. I will be back.

"Yes."

.........

He Tingge has been bored recently. Fu Qingcheng dragged him to Tianxiangju for a drink. He called Haitang along the way. Haitang shook his head and said no. He Tingge joked: "The princess has already been picked up. What are you afraid of?"

Haitang made a bitter face and said, "I have a stomachache. I won't go..."

He Tingge didn't call him again. He just said: "Then go out for a walk. I'm going back to the capital in two days. I'll leave the matter here to you first."

"Oh." Tang Yu nodded: "Got it."

I was bored by myself, so I rode Suzaku and planned to go out for a stroll. Suzaku walked slowly, but suddenly stopped. Kaitang frowned, looked at the person who appeared suddenly, not just what, suddenly there was a feeling in his heart strange feeling.

This feeling successfully changed the chill when the man turned around. Haitang held the rein tightly in his hand: "Tut the frame..."

"I haven't heard you call my name for a long time. I'm really not used to it." Under the black cloak, a smile floated on the gloomy face: "Haitang. Long time no see."

Haitang was furious: "I'm worried that I won't be able to find you. You fucking sent me to your door." As he said that, he pulled out his waistband and slashed at the frame without any explanation.

The smile continued unabated. Dodging Haitang's knife: "What are you looking for me for? Miss me."

Haitang's expression turned cold, but the knife in his hand didn't stop. He evaded Haitang's tricks and said, "I miss you so much. I came here to see you. Haitang, you are so heartless."

The tart frame seems to be determined to stir up Haitang's anger. Hearing every blunt love story makes Haitang feel sick for a while.

"When I think of the way you hold back under me, I get excited."

"Haitang. You are mine. Life is mine. Death is also..."

"Shut up." Haitang's eyes flashed a red light and he shouted coldly.

The tart frame made a stronger smile: "One day, one day, one hundred days of grace. You really want to kill me."

Haitang looked at him coldly, but saw Tarba frame raised the bowl in his right hand. The gleaming metal bracelet on it was so dazzling in the sun. Tarba frame raised his brows and said: "Look, we are bound together of. You can only be mine."

A gust of cold wind blows. Haitang jumps up and throws the knife chain towards the tart frame. The tart frame narrowly escapes. With a cruel smile: "You are so cruel."

Haitang didn't say a word. He was killed. He couldn't dodge in time. There was a chill in his eyes. He raised his right hand and shook it twice violently. The sound of the bell penetrated the air into the eardrum. Haitang's wrist suddenly felt a sharp pain. Zen Zhe came out of his hand and fell to the ground.

This time the pain was more severe than before. Haitang's cold sweat wet the messy hair around his ears. After all, he couldn't help but knelt on one knee and curled up together.

A cruel smile rose from the corners of Ta Ba frame's lips, but he walked to Haitang's side and said softly: "Follow me. You won't have to suffer this kind of pain anymore." The tone was almost seductive, and combined with the severe pain of his wrist, Haitang was torn sanity.

Come with me......

you won't be in pain....

The bewitching voice seemed to have infinite attraction. It rang in Haitang's ears over and over again.

"You can only be mine..." Taba frame looked at Haitang's gradually confused expression, showing a gloomy smile. It can only be mine alone...

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I wear it with you

"You're dreaming." Haitang gritted his teeth and said coldly.

"Haitang. Do you know what I'm looking for in you?" Tataba frame squatted down and pinched Haitang's chin with one hand, with a smile on his lips: "Except for your face. It's your stubbornness."

Haitang broke away from the hand that was pulling the frame. His face was pale with pain, but his eyes were red like the fire of hell. The severe pain in his right wrist made him unable to feel the existence of his right hand: "I just don't want this hand today. I won't let it go." You got it."

The left hand slapped the ground suddenly. Zen Zong flew into the air. He held his left hand behind him and lay it in front of him. The wind blew over. The messy hair caressed his face. Haitang's thin lips were tightly pursed. Put the blade in your hand towards your right arm...

Seeing this, Tarba frame frowned. He didn't want a man who was incomplete, so he quickly reached out to stop him. However, at this time, Haitang was full of anger. Seeing Tarba frame's move, he directly slashed towards him. Tart Pull frame originally thought that Haitang used to use the right-handed knife, and his left hand had no routine, but he didn't want to. The rigorous blade moves one after another. Accompanied by the roar before despair, Tarp frame didn't even have a chance to fight back.

When the tart frame was hit by a move, he leaned on the ground and endured a burst of sweetness in his throat. Looking back, he saw Haitang panting heavily. With a wave of the steel knife, it was already placed on his neck. The sharp blade was put down A strand of hair.

The tart frame raised the corners of his lips as if mocking himself, but turned over and lay on the ground. He looked up to the sky and laughed: "Haha..."

The severe pain in the wrist was so painful that it was numb. Tatba Frame jokingly said: "Kill me. Kill me and you will be able to take revenge. Do you remember what happened that night? If it weren't for those idiots, you will be doomed for the rest of your life. under me...."

"Shut up." With a roar, Zen's cold light flashed, sinking into the chest of Tatba.

Blood splashed on Haitang's face. Suddenly, the world became quiet.

Blood spilled from the corners of the lips of the tart frame, but he was still smiling. Intermittent words overflowed from his mouth along with the blood: "Haitang. You can't escape...you are mine. This kind of