Chapter 328

Note: Chu Ling, Yin Xun's mother and concubine. Yin Huaiqing, the father and emperor of Yin Xun. Write this time, in order to Fox essence and Wang Ye medicine don't stop run through.

1、 Take off your pants and rob!

The camel bells on the ancient road were ringing, and a caravan came from afar, quietly tearing up the loneliness of the desert in front of the egg yellow sunset.

There was a luxurious carriage in the middle of the mule and horse brigade. The curtain was pressed tightly. The people sitting in the caravan did not lift the curtain. It seemed that they did not care about the scenery of the desert.

"King, we have goods." Yan matchless finger pointed to the slope of the caravan, look very excited.

"Bah --" Chu Ling lifted the veil on his face, vomited the tasteless tendons in the mouth, and then put down the veil. He lifted his foot and knocked the horse's trident. The horse hissed, spread his hooves, and rushed to the team fiercely.

The people behind her saw the action of Chu Ling, and they all followed.

The carriage team at the bottom didn't care much when they saw a woman in white coming on horseback. They still thought about what this seemingly weak girl was doing in the desert. Until the dust raised behind the woman blocked the sunset in front of her, all the people were alert. Those with weapons took out weapons, those without weapons hid behind the crowd.

Chu Ling's horse was five feet away from the front of the procession. His hands were around his chest and his thin lips were open. He uttered a cold voice that complemented the desolation of the desert. "He drove his horse from the desert to the fortress. Why is the border town so depressed that the sun and clouds are dim. "

"Ah?" The people of the caravan looked at each other. What does this girl want? Why did you suddenly read a poem?

"Well, stinking men, you're so scared by my king's talent!" Chu Ling's mouth under the veil stirred up a smile and gave them a white look.

As the dust fell, the caravan saw that the number of people in front of them was half less than them, and all of them were women, so they burst out laughing. The leader came forward and said, "the girls in the desert can't find men to complain. Do you want to do something when they stop us on the way?"

Chu Ling drove his horse closer to them, slowly pulled out the long knife from the scabbard behind him, and said, "although we are here to rob, it's not impossible to say that we have to do one shot, but I want to see whether you are qualified or not."

The people in the opposite side only saw her take out the knife, and before seeing her next move, they felt cold. Looking down, a row of old men's trousers fell to the ground.

"Hum, a bunch of embroidery needles." Chu Ling joked.

They were stunned for a long time before they reacted. They quickly lifted up their pants. The leader was not angry, and continued to tease and say, "girl, you are good at martial arts. I don't know if bed Kung Fu is so fierce. Why don't you come down and have a try?"

"Screw you, my king is not interested in Flammulina velutipes." Chu Ling "Shua" is another knife, the man's mouth will be split to the root of the ear, the burning pain made him quickly embrace his face crying, thick blood through the fingertips dripping into the yellow sand.

"Give it to me! Kill this Whore That person covers the mouth that leaks air, say of exasperation.

The women behind Chu Ling had already been eager to try. Seeing that the other party was moving, they didn't wait for Chu Ling's order, they all split their swords to meet him.

These female bandits are a pair of ten goods, so this only a hundred people, not enough for them to stretch their muscles and bones.

As the dust rose higher and higher, the camels of the caravan were frightened and hissed.

They finally realized that this group of female bandits were not so easy to deal with. They all left their goods, carried their trousers, turned over to the camels and drove them away.

"King, chase?" Yan matchless asked.

"What are you chasing? Take the goods back to the stronghold." Chu Ling took back his sword, reined his horse and turned around to catch a glimpse of the sedan chair which was lost in the middle of the goods.

Is there no one sitting there? Why is there so much noise outside that there is still no reaction inside?

Curious, she rode over and reached out to lift the curtain.

He was stunned as if struck by lightning.

2、 Hey! Chu Ling and her men didn't work in the desert at first, but they were so famous there that no one would risk passing through their territory. They had nothing to rob before they moved to the desert.

So she is not the kind of little bandit who has never seen the world. She has seen more men than the pimps in brothels, but it is the first time that she has seen such a beautiful man.

When she lifted the curtain of the car, she saw that he was tied up and stuffed in the carriage, his eyes were tightly closed, and his hair was disordered. In other words, the man looked like he could not see anything but miserable.

But Chu Ling then sighed: "Niang, good handsome man!"

So they brought back the man who had been left by the caravan with the goods.

The man woke up after sleeping for a day and a night. When he opened his eyes, he saw a woman in white lying on his body and looking at him. His head was dazed and he thought he should be dead. He sighed and said, "fortunately, the night fork is not as ugly as the rumor says."Ah? yaksha? Chu Ling sat up from him and scratched her ears. Her nickname was white night fork. So this brother is praising her?

Chu Ling pinched for a while and said in a soft voice, "I'm flattered."

The man gradually regained his senses, and the tenderness in his abdomen reminded him that he might still be alive. After a closer look at the woman sitting on him and the surrounding environment, it seemed that he did not look like hell.

He asked tentatively, "this Where is this? "

"This is my cottage." Chu Ling said with a smile, "childe, from now on, you will be my husband in the village."

Shanzhai, it sounds like a place where bandits live. My husband, it sounds like a bandit robbing her. ha-ha.

Wait! The man found out what was wrong. He widened his eyes, which had just recovered and some water vapor, and asked, "are you a bandit?"

Chu Ling nodded.

"You, you, you You are a bandit, you are a bandit The man struggled to sit up, leading to the Chu spirit sitting on him could not change his posture and sit on him.

Chu Ling faced him, picked up his chin and said with a smile, "Why are you so excited? Is it not that I am deeply impressed by the heroism of my king, and I want to go to bed now? "

What are you doing?!

The man was angry, frowned, and said, "not to mention that you are a girl who is a bandit. Do you know what I am?"

"I don't know." Chu Ling shook his head honestly, thinking that he claimed to be the king. Was he also a bandit?

"I'm king Chen Cang of Li. You dare to hijack me!"

"Oh, it's his royal highness Chen Cang," Chu Ling's fingertip ran across his cheek, "but it's not the king who hijacked you. When the king rescued you, you were in a coma."

The man who claimed to be the king of Chencang immediately lost his heart when he heard these words. He frowned and covered his chest. There was no blood between his lips. Chu Ling could barely hear what he was saying to himself in his trembling voice:

"why Why hurt me... "

His slender Phoenix eyes filled with water vapor of Mo Yu let Chu Ling can not help but want to reach out to wipe it off, white porcelain like skin every inch in clamour, let Chu Ling quickly to comfort him, straight nose under a Xi Xi lip let Chu Ling naturally want to his own lips also up.

All in all, Chu Ling's mind is now full of lust and evil thoughts.

"Don't cry, young master," Chu Ling pressed him on his chest and comforted him. "Tell me who bullied you. If it's a man, I'll cut his circle. If it's a woman, I'll sew her fork."

The two regiments of softness let the young master gasp. They stretched out their feeble hands and pushed Tui Chu Ling. Without success, they fell into a coma again.

Later, after waking up and eating a large bowl of noodles, the young man finally had the strength to cry and say all his things.

It turns out that he is really Yin Huaiqing, the Chencang king of Li, a big country in the East. He has brilliant literary talent and excellent strategy. He is kind-hearted and has won the hearts of the people. He is known as a "benevolent gentleman".

Not long ago, his father was critically ill, and his elder brother, who had always regarded him as a great trouble, took this opportunity to tie him up and send him out of the state of Li. Although he wanted to find a place to solve him on the road, he was saved by Chu Ling by a mistake.

After listening to his crying, Chu Ling's heart was broken, patted him on the shoulder and said, "don't be sad. You will be much happier in my Shanzhai than when you are a king!"

Unexpectedly, hearing the word "Shanzhai", Yin Huaiqing glared angrily, dragged the quilt to the corner of the big bed, and then dared to point to Chu Lingdao, "if you go to see the official with me and surrender yourself, I think you can spare my life because you saved my life!"

"What?" Chu Ling was stunned by his righteous words.

"I hate people who commit crimes most!"

The disgust and fear in his eyes were completely exposed to Chu Ling, and her heart suddenly tightened.

…… If you don't like it, why do you hate it?!

3、 Don't you like a cultured bandit like me?

The most beautiful moment in the desert must be dusk.

Chu Ling sat on a sand dune, picking his feet while looking at the sunset in the distance.

"King..." Yan matchless looking for a long time to see with the usual completely different melancholy temperament of Chu Ling.

"Matchless, matchless, what kind of woman do men like?" Chu Ling put on his right shoe and took off his left shoe.

Yan matchless mouth corner smoked to smoke, turn a face to gaze at the setting sun opposite, "although I don't know what kind of woman men like, but I know that men certainly don't like women who pick their feet."

Hearing this, Chu Ling immediately put on his shoes and socks and said to himself, "what kind of woman does Xiao Yin like?" Don't like me so valiant, do you like Jasper? Good at singing and dancing? Writing and writing? If I have to talk about writing and writing, I will not! Well, what do you like... "

Yan Wushuang rolled her eyes in her heart and said that she could only recite a poem, which was the one she recited in order to show that she was different from ordinary bandits in every robbery."King You don't really like that man, do you? "

"Yes." Chu Ling sighed. Before, she thought she was just looking at him. She lost it after two days of captivity. But when he said that she hated her, her heart really hurt.

Until now, thinking of the scene at that time, my heart is still throbbing.