Dianxia Qingcheng

Zhao Litang was chained hands and feet, and escorted all the way back to the barbarian camp.

After such a long time, the barbarians have captured several cities of the Celestial Dynasty. Amul deliberately counted them with Zhao Litang, and seeing his hatred and pain in his eyes, he felt relieved.

In fact, Amule had already tracked down Zhao Litang's whereabouts, but he has not ordered him to be brought back for a long time. He just wanted Zhao Litang to go through all kinds of hardships and see that hope is within reach. Then crush his hopes with your own hands.

It also crushed the enemy general who had killed countless barbarian soldiers.

However, it can be regarded as indirectly using his younger brother A Lanyue.

But it doesn't matter, after smoothing Zhao Litang's edges and corners, Amul has a generous gift for his younger brother.

Zhao Litang was imprisoned in the familiar tent again, and even the soldiers guarding him were the same.

Sometimes Zhao Litang would have an illusion that everything was just a dream, he had never escaped from this camp, and A Lanyue had never betrayed him.

Daily whipping and torture of changing methods, but the difference is that this time no one came to visit him and apply medicine to his wounds.

Day after day, I don't know how long it took, the cruel torture with no purpose and no end can wear down one's will, so long that Zhao Litang's eyes became more and more hollow, and the color inside gradually disappeared.

He was still hanging on the wooden frame, like a lifeless dead man.

Only then was Amul satisfied.

He asked people to let Zhao Litang down and settled him in a tent, and sent people to treat his wounds and put him in new clothes.

Zhao Litang didn't respond, and let others fiddle with him, his eyes were dark and heavy but unfocused, silently hidden behind the black hair, as if he had no curiosity about the busy people in front of him.

The entire barracks was filled with a beaming atmosphere, and those who didn't know thought that something happy happened in the barracks.

It is indeed a happy event, the little prince of the barbarian tribe is getting married, and he is going to marry a great general of the former Chinese dynasty.

Voices of doubt and dissatisfaction arose everywhere, and Amul suppressed them all. Anyone who dared to gossip behind his back would be dealt with immediately by military law.

This is the generous gift that Amul gave to Alanyue. He asked Zhao Litang to marry Alanyue, and from then on he would join the royal family of the barbarians and serve the barbarians in the future.

Amul knew that Zhao Litang would not agree, so he didn't intend to ask for his consent at all. He didn't even ask for A Lanyue's consent. Regardless of his younger brother's crying and struggling, he ordered someone to put a fiery red wedding dress on A Lanyue. After they were tied, they were thrown into the Xixi tent.

He knew that A Lanyue liked what Zhao Litang liked so he could abandon him, and he also knew that marrying Zhao Litang must be something that his younger brother dared not dream of.

Push the boat along the way, cook raw rice and cooked rice.

When the two really became husband and wife, Zhao Litang had to be willing if he wanted to, and he had to be willing if he didn't want to.

Even if he still didn't give up and still wanted to return to the Celestial Dynasty, at that time, as a barbarian royal family, even if he returned to the Celestial Dynasty, it was impossible for the people of the Celestial Dynasty to accept him.

So he can only be left in the barbarians forever.

A Lanyue's eyes and mouth were tightly covered with silk, her hands and feet were bound, and she was thrown onto a soft and spacious bed, covered with a bright red quilt.

The person under the quilt was struggling, but couldn't move at all, and could only wait for someone to rescue him.

Zhao Litang was also escorted into this camp.

The noise can still be heard outside, just now the group of people pressed him to let him worship with A Lanyue, and poured him a pot of strong wine, and now he is still burning in his belly full of holes , His deep eyes were burning red.

Zhao Litang was also wearing a red wedding dress, and his face against it was even more handsome, but in fact, the body under the wedding dress was still full of unhealed scars, and if he exerted a little effort, he might burst and bleed .

Especially the leg that was bitten by a wolf. I don’t know what medicine Amul gave him. The wound has been unable to heal, and even the crack has become deeper and heavier, and the white bones are about to be exposed. Now that it is wrapped, it doesn’t look like it It was so terrifying, but Zhao Litang couldn't use his strength to walk, so he could only walk to the bed with a slight limp.

— Throwing the glaring red quilt on the bed to the ground, the person lying on the bed tied up in five flowers was revealed.

The small body was lying on its side, with both hands firmly tied behind it. Although it was arched as hard as it could, it was still possible to see the slender body curve and the deeply sunken slender waist.

Then came the bare feet bound by the red silk and satin. The white and delicate instep was stretched out with faint red marks, and the toes continued to grind and pull restlessly, trying to get out of the silk and satin.

A Lanyue's body felt cold, knowing that someone had lifted the quilt, he began to raise his head and whine, trying to attract the attention of the person beside the bed.

Zhao Litang's gaze had already been completely fixed on him, and he saw that the piece of red silk attached to his eyes seemed to have been soaked, and it was tightly attached to his white and beautiful face, and the part covering his mouth The top of one section was also a little wet, shining crystal clear light in the candlelight.

Zhao Litang knew that those were not tears but body fluid.

His head became dizzy, wondering if the strong alcohol had played a role, and the wounds all over Zhao Litang's body began to ache, but it wasn't the kind of pain that would bleed when the flesh was cut open, something was buried in it. Under those wounds, there was a gallop and clamor, trying to break through the shackles of the robes and rush out directly.

This kind of pain was even more unbearable, and Zhao Litang frowned in pain, and irritatedly tore open the skirt of his chest.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

However, the person on the bed was not honest, he kept shaking his body, and the loose robe soon revealed a large white waist.

Zhao Litang's eyes were dazzled by the white part, and he became even more irritable immediately. He raised his legs and stepped onto the bed, and turned the person on the bed into a supine position, but because his hands were under his body, the person on the bed couldn't stand upright. He raised his chest.

Zhao Litang sat across his waist with his legs apart, grabbed that thin white waist roughly, and said sternly, "Don't make a sound!"

His voice was very hoarse, and now he yelled at the person below him, the soft call disappeared immediately, followed by trembling with fear and pain.

The disturbing voice disappeared, and Zhao Litang finally managed to regain a sliver of reason, but the delicate and smooth silky touch under his palm caused his reason to fall apart again.

Subconsciously, she followed that slender waist upwards, and unknowingly, the robe of the person beneath her was torn into pieces.

At this moment, the struggling and whimpering that had disappeared, started again.

Zhao Litang simply tore off the cloth covering A Lanyue's mouth.

"General! You—"

A Lanyue was unable to utter the second half of the sentence, his lips and tongue were violently snapped open by a brutal and domineering force, and then the entire mouth was firmly occupied, the base of his tongue was numb from being sucked, and his teeth were knocked against The soft tongue and lips will cause a piercing pain, and then the bloody breath will spread between the two people's tongues.

Zhao Litang's actions did not contain any pity and tenderness, but only ferocious plunder and demands.

During the kiss, A Lanyue felt that his hands were being untied. He moved to his chest, trying to push away the person pressing on him, but then his hands were caught again, raised above his head, and tied to the post at the head of the bed.

The soft object attached to her mouth was finally removed, A Lanyue took a big breath, and then cried, "General! Let me go! Please let me go..."

The rest of the words were firmly blocked by a palm, and together with those groans and whimpers, they were sealed in the throat.

Zhao Litang covered his mouth to keep him from making a sound, but leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Isn't this what you want? Huh? A Lanyue."

After finishing speaking, a heart-piercing pain caused Alanyue to open her mouth wide. She wanted to moan in pain but could only shake her head desperately with tears in her eyes.

No, that's not what he wanted.

This is not the kind of general he wanted.

Zhao Litang was very crazy, he lost all his sanity, his eyes were always red, he didn't care about his means and strength at all.

He has been blinded by the fanatical hatred growing in his heart, and he just wants to vent out all the suppressed things these days.

Those who deceived him and betrayed him must be brought back!

From time to time, a few black figures would flash outside the camp, and Zhao Litang knew that they were the people sent by Amul to watch him.

Okay, don’t you love to listen, then let them listen enough!

Untied the red silk at the head of the bed, carried the person under him to the quilt on the ground, kicked the quilt directly to the door of the tent, and then lay down on the person.

A person who was originally calm, self-restraining, gentle and kind will become so cruel, bloodthirsty and tyrannical.

The general, who was born and died on the battlefield, for the first time regarded a person's body as a battlefield, and then galloped wildly, invincible.

The next day, when Zhao Litang woke up, he was the only one left in the camp. The mess around him reminded him of what happened last night.

He put on his clothes and walked to the door of the tent, only to find that someone was guarding him from outside to prevent him from coming out.

It is much better than before, and I will no longer be tied up, and I will no longer endure whipping.

Suddenly footsteps came from outside the tent, and then Amul walked into the tent with a cold face.

Zhao Litang pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Are you not afraid that I will kill you if you come in alone?"

Amule kicked Zhao Litang directly in the chest, causing him to step back a few steps and half kneel on the ground, and then spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"Kill me?" Amul came over, stepped on Zhao Litang's injured leg, and exerted so much force that the bone made a cracking sound.

"I know your injury best. I can cripple your leg right now. What are you going to do to kill me!"

"Heh," Zhao Litang said with a light smile without frowning, "Okay, if I'm crippled, your own brother will only have a crippled husband."

Amul's expression became more ferocious, "You still know how to think about him? I thought you must have reserved a place for him in your heart, but you... you hurt him so badly! Do you still have any humanity! Yue'er does everything for you, but you are so ruthless to him! If you were not afraid of Yue'er's sadness, you would have died many times already!"

"Yeah, he likes me and is reluctant to kill me, so you won't kill me..."

Zhao Litang spat out blood again, but his tone was contemptuous, "...so, he is cheap, and you are also cheap."