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Silence was thrown onto the wooden floor by Urhan Batu. He groaned and lay motionless on the animal skin.

Pulled out the silver scimitar, wiped it with a cloth, and Urhan Batu shouted outside: "Temu."

Temu, who had been waiting outside the tent for a long time, responded immediately: "Yes."

Urhan Batu's brows were very hostile: "Lead three troops to meet them."

"Yes, sweat."

With a high-pitched answer, the footsteps walked away, and Ba Kuo, who was standing beside the curtain, watched in shock as the king of the entire Baren tribe handed the scimitar, which symbolized glory and power, to the young man.

Shen Mo moved his eyes, but didn't answer.

"Take it." Urhan Batu shouted harshly.

After a few moments, Mo Mo said lightly, "What's the use of this knife if I want it?"

The center of his brows raised in an instant, and Uerhan Batu's face was no different from Hell's. Looking around the world, even the scimitar that the dog emperor tried his best to take away, there are still people who don't want it.

"Take it, no one in the grassland will dare to touch you." The thick voice was slightly cold because of anger.

Glancing at the scimitar in front of him, Shen Mo pursed his dry lips, but still didn't answer it. Once the task is completed, he will disappear without leaving any trace.

The atmosphere in the tent was strangely depressing.

Ba Kuo stared at the abnormal blush on the boy's cheeks, and suddenly shouted, "Profusely sweating, he seems to have a fever."

Urhan Batu frowned his thick eyebrows tightly, and pressed his big hand on Shen Mo's forehead. The temperature under his palm was scorching. His eyes suddenly burst into anger, and he turned his head and yelled at Ba Kuo, "What are you still doing here?"

"I'm going to get ready now." Ba Kuo's muscles trembled, he turned and ran away quickly.

Shen Mo frowned slightly, the palms caressing wantonly on his body were hot and rough, and when they touched the bruises, it was even more painful.

"Khan, come again, no medicine can save me." He raised the corners of his mouth without smiling.

Lifting his two legs, Urhan Batu pressed his thumb on the small mouth that was still rosy and soft after tossing all night, and lingered, "You are such a treasure." After saying that, he squeezed his index finger in, At that moment, he was caught by the hot tender meat, and the feeling of ecstasy made his eyes blaze with desire.

"You can try." Sensing the speed of the moving fingers in his body accelerated, Mo Mo said a word, then closed his eyes.

Urhan Batu narrowed his eyes and stared at the young man's red cheeks. His eyes glanced at the bruises and bruises on his legs. He pulled out his fingers with great reluctance, and put them to his mouth to suck the wet and greasy body fluids. .

When Ba Kuo came in with a bowl of medicine, what he saw was his sweaty sitting cross-legged beside the young man, like a lion guarding his food, anyone who dared to touch it would surely die.

After receiving the medicine, Uerhan Batu waved Ba Kuo out.

"Get up and drink your medicine."

Ba Kuo, who walked to the curtain, heard the voice behind him, his voice was still rough, but he could still hear that little concern after following him for more than 20 years, and the muscles on his face twitched.

Khan must have been obsessed.

What was even more horrifying was that the one lying there was not dead, he was skinny and dry, unexpectedly so heaven-defying.

Mo Mo held the big bowl in his hands, and glanced at the dark things in the bowl, the strange smell made his stomach churn, and he leaned over against his scalp.

Urhan Batu saw that Shen Shen drank very slowly, and he looked hard to swallow. He picked up the bowl of medicinal soup and drank it in big gulps. Mouth licked a circle.

There was a lot of medicinal soup that was too late to swallow, and it flowed out from the corner of his mouth, silently clutching Uerhan Batu's arm and coughing painfully.

The corners of the boy's eyes were flushed, and there were traces of gnawing left by him last night on the protruding collarbone. Urhan Batu's crotch was hot, and he grabbed the wine bag and drank strong wine. He tried for the second time today. Suppress the desire in the body.

It's rare to meet such a treasure, and it can't be lost.

After a while, the drug took effect, and Shen Mo fell asleep on his side. Urhan Batu took his hands out of his arms, got up and walked out of the tent.

He ordered people to find two women and two men, and planned to solve it, but seeing the pale faces and frightened eyes of those people, his interest was instantly halved.

Grabbing one of the youths casually, Urhan Batu lowered his head and smelled it, frowned and threw it away. Then he changed another woman and tore off her clothes. As soon as he approached, the other party trembled violently.

"Big... profusely sweating..."

Urhan Batu cursed impatiently, kicked over the table, and rode his beloved horse around the grassland with a gloomy face.

When he came back, he took off his robe, pressed the young man with his bare upper body, his stiff beard pierced the other's cheek, sniffed the pleasant smell, and fell asleep satiated.

Silence was awakened, his whole body was restrained, unable to move freely, he frowned, moved the thick arm across his chest away, and planned to go down sideways, there was a voice behind him, probably because he was sleepy, Rare laziness, "Where are you going?"

"Go out and relieve yourself." He said calmly.

Opening his eyes, Urhan Batu stretched out his arms, pressing Shen Mo into his arms, "Ben Khan is with you."

The corners of his eyes twitched, and he lay back silently without changing his expression, "I seem to be gone again."