System maintenance

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, Silence was awakened by the movement outside. He yawned, his nose moved, and there was a faint smell of herbs on his body.

Sitting up, Shen Mo raised his arms and rolled up his sleeves. Seeing that the bruises on his skin had faded a lot, and some redness and swelling disappeared, he raised his eyebrows lightly. It seems that the person gave him medicine last night .

The heavy sound of the bullhorn outside suddenly sounded, accompanied by loud shouts, it was joy and celebration.

Shen Mo picked up the blue robe on the side and made gestures. After confirming that it was prepared for himself, he put it on, tidied it hastily and walked out of the tent.

The bright sunshine hangs in the blue sky without any impurities. What you can see is the beautiful girls of the Baren nationality swinging around happily and dancing the unique dance of the grassland. They wear complex totems embroidered, The gowns are all pink with hibiscus lace on the cuffs, and all of them wear beautiful pearl headdresses, with warm smiles on their faces.

And those men will wear all blue robes and play drums and music.

The scene was extremely shocking, Shen Mo squinted his eyes, and he was in a good mood to see such a scene of singing and dancing after walking quickly, and he contacted that system in his mind.

"Ding, 111 is not here. I am his Xipi 000. Hello, Zunjin's customer. Do you have any questions?"

Startled by the slightly crisp voice in his head, his stern tone and 111 are completely different concepts.

Shen Mo looked at Ba Kuo who was running towards him, frowned and asked in his mind, "There is no bug in my volume, right?"

He was really cheated by the bug in the scroll.

Suddenly he thought of that man again, and when all the volume tasks were completed, it was the beginning of his free time to live his own life.

"Ding, the current data is intact, and the system cannot identify unknown areas. Do you have any other questions?"

"Can you prepare a few more bottles of chrysanthemum spirit for me?"

"Ding, the supply of chrysanthemum spirits is insufficient."

The corner of Shen Mo's mouth twitched, "How do I activate that skill last time?" He remembered that after the skill was activated, the lubrication effect was ideal, and it could barely cope with it for a few rounds.

"Ding, dear customer, there is a garbled code in the system. All your questions just now have been typed into a mosaic. Sorry for the inconvenience caused."

The disguised system maintenance made Mo Mo's face darken.

Ba Kuo who ran over greeted with a smile, "Good morning, little brother."

"Morning." Silence stopped at a carriage with four white horses in the distance, and he saw Urhan Batu standing in front of a minister in official uniform and talking about something.

Urhan Batu's burly and tall figure oppressed the minister so much that he didn't even dare to lift his head.

"Women in the Celestial Dynasty are so beautiful." Ba Kuo praised, smashing her mouth, "The skin is like an egg that has been peeled off its shell, and the watery eyes are clearer than the spring water of Shuangfeng Spring. You can see it even in sweaty eyes." Straight."

Shen Mo hummed lightly, and turned his head to the tent where he lived before, wondering if the grass horse had been fed.

Seeing that there was no change in the boy's face, Ba Kuo frowned, muttered a few bitter words, and followed quickly, "Aren't you angry? Are you not jealous?"

Silence didn't stop, walking slowly, "Why should I be angry?"

"If the Great Khan only favors the princess of the Celestial Dynasty, your fate will not be very good." Ba Kuo rolled his eyes, paying attention to the silent expression, "I heard that the Celestial Dynasty obeys the three obediences and four virtues. I guess that princess must be easy to domesticate. Khan likes to listen to him."

As if he heard something, he turned his head silently, "Did he send you here?"

"You know all of this?" Ba Kuo blurted out, and he didn't react until the words were out, he grinned, "I didn't say anything." After that, he quickly cleared himself up, "It was Da Khan who asked me to say it, he I want you to listen to him."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows, his eyes were a little strange, "Ba Kuo, you may be going to herd sheep."

"Ah?" Ba Kuo turned his head in doubt, he instinctively covered his abdomen with his arms, but was still kicked sideways by the blow.

Urhan Batu angrily reprimanded: "Go and catch the sheep!"

"Yes, this subordinate will go now." Ba Kuo wiped off the blood from his mouth, and quickly ran away.

"Come with Ben Khan." Urhan Batu said in a rough voice, then pulled Silence's arm and pulled him towards the Celestial Dynasty team.

Shen Mo pursed his lips, probably guessing what happened, walked to the carriage, and listened to the dispute between the envoys of the Celestial Dynasty and the Baruns, his guess was not bad at all.

The envoys of the Celestial Dynasty submitted their credentials and paid tributes of silver, silk, and porcelain every year, but the Baruns wanted to call the Emperor of the Celestial Dynasty the Emperor of Heaven, which was regarded as a vassal in another sense.

The previous truce agreement stipulated that 100 million taels of silver would be paid as a tribute, but now that people have been sent here, the silver is 20 less, and the silk and porcelain are less. , I can't understand the long texts of crepe and righteousness.

The Baruns were like bulls, they thought it was an insult and provocation to the warriors of the grassland.

If there is no agreement, the war will inevitably start again, and the first to suffer are these people who came from afar.

The hands of the ministers of the Celestial Dynasty trembling while holding the letter of credence, the eunuchs and maids who came to serve all knelt on the ground, not daring to breathe, the carriage was very quiet, there was no sound, only the red veil was blown by the wind, faintly floating out aromatic.

The stalemate changed strangely after the appearance of silence.

The people of the Barun tribe looked at each other with big eyes and small eyes. They didn't understand what the sweat brought the boy here for, and the ministers of the Celestial Dynasty didn't understand even more.

Urhan Batu yelled at the carriage, "Get down."

The roar immediately dissipated the joyful atmosphere of the tribe, and the singing and dancing also stopped. The tribesmen who couldn't get close to witness all stretched their necks to watch from a distance, and the elder tribesmen had worries in their eyes.

The blood of these years of war has stained the grassland red.

The minister holding the letter of credence wiped the sweat from his brow, and said tremblingly, "Big...profuse sweat, my court... my court stipulates that you must not..."

"This is not your Celestial Dynasty." Urhan Batu pinched the minister's neck and threw it aside, shouting coldly, "Give it to Ben Khan!"

The curtain of the carriage was lifted by a thin white hand, and there was a faint sigh floating out of the carriage, and there was a soft tinkling sound. The lavender clothes appeared in everyone's sight, and the eunuch closest to the carriage immediately took the stool and went over. The woman who came out was wearing a light purple long gauze dress, which was as long as the floor. The pearls were dazzling, the beautiful jade was shining, and she was graceful and luxurious.

A voice as soft as water overflowed from her red lips, and the woman bowed slightly to salute, "Yu Jin has seen profuse sweat."

People in Zhou swallowed their saliva loudly. No one on the grassland has ever seen such a beautiful and beautiful woman, with a thin waist that can be held by one hand, and her skin is as white as the milk of cows and sheep. They looked straight at each other.

Urhan Batu pinched Yujin's slender chin, and raised it roughly, as if looking at some kind of goods, "It's quite beautiful."

Yu Jin lowered her eyes slightly, her long curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she could see the trembling lips of the other party from a silent angle.

He has a deep understanding.

The only person who can withstand Urhan Batu's tyrannical strength is probably Popeye who eats spinach.

"Listen, Ben Khan will abide by the original agreement and never start a war again, but..." Urhan Batu let go of the hand that clamped Yujin's jaw, and wiped his clothes a few times in front of her, "The Yanshi of the Barun tribe is not you, a woman of the Celestial Dynasty, Ben Khan has no sexual interest in you." The rude words, without any concealment, revealed their disgust for the Celestial Dynasty.

Shen Mo's face was pitch black, and he looked at Urhan Batu as if saying, "Khan, are you crazy?"

The jaws of the clansmen almost dropped in shock. Who is the Yan clan that belongs to the grassland?

The people of the Celestial Dynasty were also in shock. Their fear of barbarians seemed innate. Killing and brutality were all they knew about barbarians.

Fortunately, the credentials have been accepted, which is already a blessing.

He ordered people to set up the chariots and horses, and Urhan Batu ordered his beloved horse to be brought over. He jumped on the horse, grabbed Shen Mo's shoulders, and stretched it hard. After he sat down firmly, he kicked the horse's belly and left the tribe.

Flicking the whip in his hand, Urhan Batu shouted loudly into Silence's ear: "How is it?"

The arms around him were domineering and tough, frowning silently: "What?"

"Be Ben Khan's Yanshi." Urhan Batu posted it, biting his silent ear, "Be the only person in the grassland who dares to beat Ben Khan."

Mo Mo raised his eyelids, lowered them again, and his eyes stopped on Urhan Batu's hand holding the rein, where there was a row of deep teeth marks.

After waiting and waiting, but did not hear a satisfactory answer, Urhan Batu's face sank, he raised his whip and whipped it vigorously, the horse ran faster, and ran deep into the Dokele grassland.

Urhan Batu fixed the whip and the scimitar together, lifted the hem of his clothes with his hands, and released his energetic equipment, suppressing silence, and rubbed wantonly through his pants.

"I'll give you another chance and say you're willing." There was a terrible threat in the rough voice.

The thing pressed against the seam was hard and hot, Shen Mo's back stiffened, and the soreness from his waist was clear, reminding him of the protracted battle last night.

"Very good." Urhan Batu let out a low growl, pulled off his pants, and entered fiercely with anger. As soon as he entered, he was tightly bound by the hot and humid area, which was so tight that it hurt .

He panted heavily, but couldn't hold it back, and rushed fiercely into the depths.

Shen Mo lay on the horseback, clutching the fluttering mane, the wind whistling by his ears, and the savage aggression from behind him, leaving no chance for him to refuse.

Grabbing his waist and hitting him hard, Urhan Batu's eyes were burned with a frightening color by the flames.

"Say, would you like to?"

Shen Mo pursed his lips, and the hard iron rod bumped into his body with the horse's hooves running wildly. He clamped the horse's belly, and the pain from the strained muscle made the blood on his face fade instantly, and the whole body Everyone shuddered.

"Okay, Ben Khan will do as long as you want." Sensing the physical discomfort of the person in his arms, Urhan Batu's chest was filled with flames, and this person would rather bear it in silence than be his Yanshi.

He was actually disgusted, if it was someone else, he would have died under his knife long ago.

Urhan Batu was breathing heavily, his eyes were bloodthirsty, he slapped the flexible buttocks under his palm vigorously, and rushed like a storm.

The horse ran very fast, and the constant bumpy pace further enhanced the fit of this sexual affair.

His eyes were teared by the strong wind, and the blurred vision began to moan intermittently. He hugged the horse's neck tightly, obviously trembling all over, but his body was excited to meet it.

In the open field, under the blue sky and white clouds, you can endlessly vent your most primitive desires, unscrupulously rough and wild, and vent the deepest desire in your heart.

Urhan Batu pressed Silence on the horse's back, and stepped on the saddle to plunder fiercely. He watched his things go in and out of that warm and humid mouth, and the madness in his eyes was enough to annihilate everything.

Once carnivores encounter food they are interested in, once they go crazy, no one can stop it.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, his breathing was uncomfortable due to the silence, his face was wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears. His body swayed up and down with the horse's gallop, and the feeling that his life was hanging by a thread grew again.

Urhan Batu whistled, and then saw the horse's running speed gradually slow down. He pulled off the silent robe, sucked the skin on his back, and the movement of the lower body became more rapid.

When the horse stopped deep in the northern part of the Dokele Grassland, Shen Mo realized that the iron rod in his body trembled a few times. He shrank his body and gritted his teeth tremblingly when the scalding heat filled his body.

The object that had been released once became active quickly, still occupying the wet and slippery area in a rigid manner. Urhan Batu turned Silence over and hugged him face to face, with his arms tightly around his back, and the other hand raised his feet. Standing up and putting it in the crook of his arms, the muscles of the whole body were tense, firmly protecting him, and began to move little by little.

"No... I won't do it..." With trembling lips, he breathed silently and with difficulty, his whole body convulsed violently, his face was as pale as paper, big drops of cold sweat dripped down, and his pupils were slightly dizzy.

"Ben Khan will treat it as if you agreed." Urhan Batu laughed out loud as he hugged Shen Mo closer and licked the sweat on his face, as if tasting delicious spirits. The objects in his body did not exit, the speed slowed down and slowly grinded.

Mo Mo trembled, limp in Uerhan Batu's arms, slightly closed his eyes, and opened and closed his tight mouth uncontrollably.

"Fly to the sky with Ben Khan." After saying that, he rushed hundreds of times quickly, his waist flattened, and continued dozens of puffs, and then he danced and sprayed out the essence.

Without taking his things out of the humid and hot place, Urhan Batu wiped Shen Mo's face with his palm, wiping off the sweat from his face.

When he caught Silence's extremely weak breath, Urhan Batu's face changed, he pinched him among the people with his hands, raised his lower jaw worriedly, bit the tip of his tongue and poured in the blood.

"Don't feed me blood again..." His tone was strong with the smell of blood, Shen Mo frowned with his eyes closed, "I'm just a little tired."

Urhan Batu's expression slowed down, he untied his robe, wrapped Silence, let him lean on his chest, and kicked the horse's belly to go back at a very slow speed.

"Can you be more obedient in the future?" Urhan Batu looked down, and the person in his arms had already fallen asleep from exhaustion. He put his finger on the other's sniff and paused for a while before retracting his hand.

Grassland people have a weird custom. Before they get married, a man and a woman sleep together for three days. The man must ensure that his wife's first night belongs to him, and then he has to wait until the ninth day of each month to perform the ceremony. The ruler of the grassland must The wedding is held on one day of the year, which is the eighth day of July.

The people in the dynasty were relieved to see that their princess had successfully completed the process and was sent to the tent, especially the envoy, the task was completed and he could go back to pay his errands.

Unexpectedly, something bad happened that night.

As the night fell, the grassland was lonely and cold. There were tribesmen patrolling with torches outside the tents. Unprepared, a miserable cry startled them all and woke up men, women and children of the tribe.

There was no pain in any part of his body, and he stayed silent, lying on a thick blanket made of high-quality animal skin, and kept his eyes open to pay attention to the changes outside.

The ministers of the Celestial Dynasty could have a comfortable sleep and wait for the return journey tomorrow, but they were woken up in the middle of the night, dressed and went out, and saw the man who was supposed to have fun with the princess standing there in a robe, His brows and eyes were murderous, just like a ferocious lion.

Uerhan Batu squinted his eyes, his chest was wide open, and there were many traces of ambiguity, "Is the Khan of the Celestial Dynasty an idiot?"

"Where did the Great Khan start?" Those traces did not seem to be left at night. The envoy quickly lowered his head, hiding the confusion in his heart, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty has entrusted me to send me to the princess all the way. Coming here is enough to show respect for the Great Khan."

"Bullshit!" Urhan Batu sneered, and let out an angry reprimand from his throat.

But at this moment, the tent behind him suddenly let out a panicked cry, "Ah---"

The maid who ran out in a panic was Yu Jin's personal maid. She stumbled and ran to the envoy, and said something in a trembling voice. What offended you?"

Cutting off the tongue is such a cruel torture that even heaven and earth cannot tolerate. The envoy's heart permeated with a chill, and a shudder ran through his whole body, and a light flashed in his eyes. Your Majesty is wise, and only let a palace maid take the place, otherwise, what face will I have? .

"Is the crime of assassinating Ben Khan enough?" Urhan Batu stretched out his arm, and a circle of tooth marks oozing with faint blood was reflected on it.

The surrounding clansmen lowered their heads after glancing at each other, the corners of their mouths twitched uncontrollably, blood stains scratched your entire back, the horrific boy was intact, and he lived in the largest tent on the grassland, while the princess only had a tooth mark His tongue was cut off.

They all looked puzzled, whether the sweat had been enchanted by some kind of witchcraft.

Ba Kuo swallowed his saliva, it's a pity that such a beautiful woman has become dumb like this, but that bit of pity is gone soon, and the hatred for the Celestial Dynasty is deeply rooted.

Knowing that the other party did it on purpose, the envoy could only swallow his breath silently, and even if he returned to the Celestial Dynasty, he would not dare to cause much trouble.

They knew there were ghosts, but they didn't know that the hands and feet they did secretly had long been known to the carnivores who always thought that they had developed limbs and simple minds.

Urhan Batu pulled the robe on his body, snorted, and waved for the clansmen to rest.

"Animals are sometimes more sensitive than humans. Don't be too smart." He strode to his tent after speaking.

The envoy turned pale, did he know about the princess?Impossible, according to the way people here do things, if they knew, they would have killed them long ago.

Walking into the tent, Urhan Batu took a sip of his wine and exhaled hot air. He took off his robe and said harshly to the boy sleeping with his back facing him, "Go inside."

Shen Mo moved his body, the wound below the waist was involved, and he took a breath.

As if he just remembered something, Urhan Batu frowned, walked over and picked him up and put him inside, and lay down himself, with his arms around him from behind.

"It's not a princess at all, it's just a trick of the emperor of the Celestial Dynasty. Hmph, everyone thinks Ben Khan is a fool."

Shen Mo frowned. The task of this volume went smoothly beyond his expectations. Uerhan Batu even told him such confidential things verbatim.

Not what a fool is.

In the brightly lit tent, Urhan Batu tied his beard on the back of the neck of the man in his arms, "Wake up."

"En." Tired, having seen Duke Zhou's silence awakened, he made a very soft voice from his nasal cavity.

Stretching his arm in front of his eyes, pointing to the marks on it, Urhan Batu said, "This spot on Ben Khan was left by her."

Mo Mo's eyelids could hardly be opened, he was very sleepy, he yawned, rubbed there perfunctorily, and said vaguely, "Okay."

He didn't take it seriously at all. Urhan Batu's face turned green, and he touched his chin. Could it be that he thought he wasn't powerful enough?

If Shen Mo, who had already fallen asleep, knew what he was thinking, he would probably vomit blood with regret.

In the following days, I lived in silence very comfortably. I was woken up by my prickly beard every morning, and after drinking mare's milk, I led the grass horse out for a walk.

Sometimes he would howl a few times at the sky, and after a while, he would see the silver wolf running from a distance, but he would be brought back by Urhan Batu who came over after a short time together.

"No matter where you are, Ben Khan can find you." Urhan Batu buried his face in Shen Mo's neck and sniffed his body, as if a hunter was enjoying his own prey.

Silently, I thought to myself, after I leave, even if you search the entire grassland and desert, you won’t find it.

Later, Yu Jin recovered from her injuries, but basically stayed in the tent and could not come out, only the maids serving her came in and out every day.

The people in the tribe gradually forgot that the princess of the Celestial Dynasty lived in the tent to the north, and they were more worried about the body of the Great Khan, because for a long time they had never heard of any member of the tribe being favored by the Great Khan, even Those sent by other small tribes were sent back.

Only a few people knew the reason, and they didn't dare to say a word, even Ba Kuo became a lot more refined, he was really afraid of being beaten.

Uerhan Batu was very busy, and took his baby all over the grassland. He wished he could hug each other in every corner of the grassland once.

The green grass is like a sea of ​​flowers, and the grassland in July is the most beautiful. Shen Mo lay on the back of the old wolf king, and followed his slow pace to enjoy the scenery of the grassland.

Followed by a black horse, the man on the horse was not handsome enough, the face with too hard edges and corners showed a faint violence, the raised eyebrows reflected impatience, and the gaze like a blade stared at the old wolf king.

"It won't last more than two years."

Mo Mo stroked the mane of the old wolf king, his voice was very soft, but he couldn't hide his sadness, "No one can avoid birth, old age, sickness and death."

On the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, the wedding ceremony was held as scheduled, and everything was done according to the customs of the grassland, including the leaders of the scattered small tribes in the grassland who came with gifts. Everyone gathered together, holding a big bowl in their hands, and raised them together to respect them. Hero, the strongest warrior.

Urhan Batu standing in the middle is in a good mood, so good that even the children of the Barun tribe can tell that they will boldly step forward and want to be closer to the king of the grassland, hoping to grow up in the future Later also has the same power.

Shen Mo sat with Ba Kuo, cutting up mutton with a knife from time to time to eat, chatting all over the world.

"You talk a little too much today." Ba Kuo gulped down the meat, slurring his doubts.

Silence did not respond, he raised his head and drank some wine, he pointed to the sky, "The sky here is the cleanest and most beautiful I have ever seen."

you?Ba Kuo laughed loudly, and he said, "Little brother, have you been drinking?"

"It seems a little drunk." Shen Mo curled up his mouth and drank a few more sips of wine, "Ba Kuo, why do you have to go to Tianchao?"

"I heard that there are beautiful women there, a pile of gold and silver jewels, endless silk and satin, and the climate is good, and the seasons are like spring." Ba Kuo looked yearning.

Silence said meaningfully: "Listen to me, you are more suitable for the prairie."

"Why?" Ba Kuo's tone was slightly displeased, and his face sank. It was a dream passed down from his ancestors all the time, to go to the Celestial Dynasty and live a prosperous life.

"What will happen if the cattle and sheep who are used to eating grass suddenly eat other grains?" Shen Mo didn't give an answer, but asked instead.

Ba Kuo shook his head: "I don't understand."

"One day you will understand." Mo Mo looked at the man smiling at him from across the crowd, and for the first time showed a shallow smile, only to see that the man was stunned, pushing away the people around him, almost Is to fly to him.

Without waiting for him to speak, Urhan Batu directly picked him up and spun him around, silently hearing the man in his ear swearing happily like a Barun tribe, like the entire grassland.

"He is your Yanshi, forever Yanshi."

Shen Mo narrowed his eyes, and slightly hooked the corner of his mouth under the fiery gaze of the other party, he didn't even know if there was a smile on his face.

But he saw the shadow in Urhan Batu's eyes, which was a smiling face.

The clansmen were stunned for a moment, and then clapped their hands and cheered. They had never seen Da Khan so happy, and they were even more excited than after winning a battle.

As long as the sweat is healthy, it doesn't matter whether the Yan family is male or female, they only care that the sweat can bring them more food.

The tribe's carnival lasted until late at night, and Urhan Batu eagerly hugged and gnawed in front of the tribe while holding silence, and groped him with his hands.

That night they went to Silk Bend again, Shen Mo spread his legs, head down, gasping lightly, the grass in front of him swayed back and forth with the rhythm of the attacks of the people behind him.

Nibbling on Silence's earlobe and sucking, Urhan Batu pinched his butt and forced himself forward, burying himself deeply in his body.

"Call me by my name." Pulling the young man's hands behind him, he let out a low growl, uncontrollably aggressing fiercely, his buttock muscles tensed, and bumped against him.

Shen Mo raised his neck, fine sweat slipped from his Adam's apple, his back curled up in a beautiful arc, he panted and called out, "Batu..."

Unexpectedly, the hot thing rushing through his body suddenly accelerated, and his small body kept leaning forward. The smell of musk and earth was clear in his nostrils, and there was a pool of white sticky matter on the grass, which was still increasing gradually. , Drop by drop hit the grass.

The whole person was lying on Shen Mo's body, rubbing against his hot and sweaty chest, Urhan Batu bit his back, licking off the sweat with his hot tongue, and said in a hoarse voice, "It smells so good."

"Hmm..." Shen Mo was hit by a deep attack and hit a sensitive area, trembling all over, and moaning from his throat.

Urhan Batu hugged Shen Mo from behind, hugged him firmly with his arms, and continued to attack slowly and quickly.

The body is in the air, and the two hands around his waist are tightly fixed. Silence's feet swiped a few times in the air, stepping on Urhan Batu's legs, the upper body moved forward, and the buttocks were tightly attached to him. Together.

After more than a hundred sprints, Urhan Batu turned him over and hugged him face to face, silently put his legs on the other's broad shoulders, leaned back, and leaned his whole body weight on his back and pressed his arms .

Urhan Batu leaned his mouth towards him and kissed him, and sucked the beans on his chest, as if he wanted to suck out the juice.

"Loose... let go..." Mo Mo trembled in pain, the muscles of his legs tensed, and he felt that his chest was about to be bitten off.

"Wait a little longer." Urhan Batu didn't let go, and swiped his tongue in a circle, and the sound of Zizi's water stains became louder, and he moved away the deep purple congestion that the beans were biting, and turned to the other side that was left out.

Hooking his neck, he closed his eyes silently, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water.

"Baby, do it again." The same words have been said four times tonight, each time at the end, but they can't stop at all. Urhan Batu let Shen Mo lie on his side on the grass, grabbing his The legs enter from behind.

The two of them met at Silk Bend countless times, and Shen Mo passed out immediately. Urhan Batu hugged him and washed his body in the river.

He didn't know that his baby was about to die.

When he woke up the next day, Shen Mo found that he was still sleeping in Urhan Batu's arms. He immediately contacted the system, but the sentence "system maintenance" blocked all his questions.

A few days later, Yu Jin died. It is said that he committed suicide by taking poison, but no one knows how he died.

The Celestial Dynasty dared to take the risk of training a court lady to replace the real golden branch and jade leaf, and this was probably the result.

When the grassland ushered in winter, Shen Mo finally heard the voice in his head, it was no longer the system maintenance he had been listening to for several months, but telling him how to leave.

That night, he had dinner with Urhan Batu. After the two of them exercised twice as usual, he was held in his arms to sleep.

In the middle of the night, Shen Mo opened his eyes, pushed Uerhan Batu beside him, but there was no response, then he took the arm around his waist away, and left lightly.

Putting on his robes quickly, Mo Mo looked sideways at the sleeping Urhan Batu, put the machete beside him, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to pull up the animal skin blanket.

"Didn't you say that no matter where I go, you can find me?" Shen Mo chuckled, "If you can find me..." He didn't say the second half, because if this is too ridiculous, he himself would find it ridiculous.

At dinner, he used the bag of sweating medicine, which was enough to make Urhan Batu sleep for two or three days.

Because they often stayed in the tent for several days before, the clansmen would not doubt it, at most they would praise their profuse talent.

Holding the map, he avoided the patrolling people and left the tribe to go to the west of the grassland. He came from that direction. After more than half a year, he returned to the way he came, feeling a lot of emotion.

The old wolf king came, accompanied by a little wolf, he knew that it was the next wolf king.

Mo Mo leaned over and kissed the old wolf king's head, sighed, and said in a low voice, "I'm leaving."

The wolf king flicked his tail and let out a howl, and the little wolf beside him followed suit, walked up to Shen Mo, and looked up at him.

Touching the little wolf's hair on the temples, Shen Mo raised his head and let out a long whistle. This was the last time he communicated with them.

The old wolf king ran to the west with Shen Mo on his back, and the little wolf followed closely behind. The long shadow under the moonlight seemed a little sad for parting.

A few days later, Shen Mo stood on the edge of the desert. He rubbed the old wolf king's neck and waved him to lead the little wolf back to the pack.

This farewell dragged on for a long time, as if the wolf king felt something was wrong, he looked back after running for a while, his blue eyes no longer had a fierce light, but reflected a little softness in the sunlight.

Shen Mo stood there watching the old wolf king and the little wolf, and took a long time to look away, probably from staring for a long time, his eyes were a little dry, he raised his hand and wiped them.

There was no further delay, he knew that Urhan Batu would find him missing and would definitely lead his men to search for him, and time was running out.

The reason why he couldn't leave after completing the mission was that the little remnants left by this body trapped him, and the consciousness passed on to him by the other party was that he wanted to stay in the desert forever.

That's why he came here, the fire was ignited in the wind, and the sound of horseshoes was faintly heard in the distance. After Shen Mo came back to his senses, he realized the pain. When he looked down, he found that the fire had ignited his whole body.

The clothes were burned, and the smell of roasted flesh permeated the air. He could no longer feel the pain in silence. He looked at the endless desert, and the wind and sand were scorching hot in the flames. There was an idea in his heart that did not belong to him and was transmitted to this place through him. piece of land.

At the last moment when his consciousness was blank, he saw clearly the burly man riding a black horse and the frozen expression on his face.

Great grief and endless panic intertwined. The figure who fell off the horse and ran towards him merged with the desolate desert behind him.

That will stay in his memory for a long time.

"Ding, Mr. Shen, we meet again. Congratulations on completing the fourth volume. There will be surprise gift bags waiting for you in the next seven volumes. Next, Mr. Shen, please choose the content of the fifth volume."

""scene"."

Following his voice, the picture in front of him was clear, he looked around silently, his body was bumping passively, he was in the sedan chair.

The sound of blowing and blowing outside was very loud, coupled with the big red shirt on her body...

The voice of the machine in his head rang again, "Ding, congratulations, Mr. Shen, your current identity is Silence, and you are just a concubine of the Shen family in Qinghe Town."

Shen Mo frowned, and began to sort out the memory fragments in his mind that did not belong to him, "What day is today?"

"Ding, it's the day Mr. Shen married into Xiao's family."

Mo Mo's mouth twitched, and he turned to a memory, which was a picture of the owner of this body being beaten severely in Shen's house. No wonder he felt a little pain in his back.

"Ding, the target of this volume is Xiao Yisheng, the third young master of the Xiao family. Mr. Shen's mission is to become the only person Xiao Yisheng trusts in this world, and help him regain everything that originally belonged to him."

Mo Mo rubbed the forehead, stared at the tender white hands for a while, this body is probably not yet fifteen.

"What does all that refer to include?"

"Ding, a lot."

"Speak the key."

"Xiao Yisheng has a treasure, and Mr. Shen wants him to give it to you willingly."

The veins on Shen Mo's forehead twitched violently, just such a sentence, without thinking, saying it is tantamount to not saying it.

There were noises and discussions outside, and I listened to the voices in my head in silence, and understood the general situation of this volume.

Being brought into Xiao's house by Shen's family, Xiao Yisheng was overjoyed by the medicine jar. To put it bluntly, he was to accompany Xiao Yisheng in a play, the name of the play was Guangjing, and time was like a scene.

At the gate of Xiao's house, red felt was spread from the sedan door to the front hall, and red lanterns were hung high, making it festive and lively.

The matchmaker stood outside the car door, her face smeared with red rouge was a little anxious, and she shouted for the third time.

"Ask the bride to get off the sedan chair."

The car curtain was lifted, and the beautiful and clean young man was wearing a big red robe. He was a bride, but he didn't have a phoenix crown and Xiapei. Regardless of gender, the Shen family behind him, or the third young master of the Xiao family who was said to not survive this year, Qinghe Township couldn't let Qinghe town live. The wedding, which was blessed by others, was tinged with irony.

Stepping on the felt, the young man calmly stepped over the haystack on the threshold and walked in slowly amidst all the eyes around him.