Qin Sheng closed her eyes indifferently: "Yes."

Jun Qinning's demonic eyes tightened and gritted her teeth: "The altar is the one who is under you!"

Qin Sheng continued to say indifferently: "Yes."

Jun Qinning was about to be furious, but his eyes fell on Qin Sheng's fair neck. There was a red mark without any cover, burning his eyes almost like fire.

But the other party was too lazy to cover it, but just sat in a soft pillow coldly, with long legs stretched gracefully, and the whole person rarely did not sit cross-legged, with a little lazy but still elegant and sparse atmosphere. The whole tent seemed to be his territory, and the air was filled with the nice cold fragrance on his body. The fragrance was so cool that it was so domineering that it was very uncomfortable.

The master who made himself, the round tent, seemed to be the uninvited guest who broke in. Jun Qinning was angry and hated, and the demonic pupil was cold. He walked to him step by step and squatted down, staring at the traces on Qin Sheng's neck in a sinister way. The eyes in the demonic pupils of the gold and silver were as cold as a blade: "White... don't you think you are too much."

Why can you be so righteous?

He has always been careful not to touch people easily, but can hug others at will. So what is the meaning of his prudence!

"Do you think I am too kind to you, so I ignore my intentions like this? Don't you know what I have paid to save your life?" When Jun Qinning found out that Qin Sheng was still ignoring him. He raised his hand almost angrily and pulled Qin Sheng's clothes, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

Qin Sheng finally opened his eyes. His faint amber eyes were like a sea under the moonlight, and his charming but charming eyes were as if he was looking down at the ants under his feet. Falcon Qinning froze.

"Let go."

Jun Qinning didn't know what was going on, but subconsciously let go of his hand, as if his rudeness had desecrated something, and even took a step back.

After he discovered his stupid moves, he could only hold back and stare at him angrily. After pulling his clothes like this, he saw that there were even more kiss marks deep in his collar.

Those traces were unblocked, and they were imprinted on Qin Sheng's fair skin, forming a sharp contrast with his cold and dusty aura, but there was a strange harmony, so that it seemed to be a full provocation with malicious intentions-

Provocation to him.

The aura of Xia Qinning became darker. She pinched her fists to death and suppressed her anger without losing control. She only had a pair of gold and silver demon eyes like beasts, very ferocious, as if they could shine in the dark.

"Who is it, that woman, or the guard around you, or the other person around you!"

Qin Sheng gracefully tidied up his clothes and said indifferently: "Zhou Qinning, from the first day when you trade with me, you will want to have this day, and my people will come to me."

"On this day, do you want to say that you don't belong to me?" Jun Qinning staggered a few steps back, finally sat down beside the bed, stared at him hatefully, and suddenly laughed hoarsely and strangely: "If it weren't for me, you would have died long ago. You people from the Central Plains are all untrustworthy bastards, and that person said nothing wrong!"

That person...

A dark light flashed deep in Qin Sheng's eyes, and he lowered his eye feathers: "Zhou Qinning, you have received half the discount on your own affairs. My internal strength and cultivation have been given to you for many years, and you have not even had the power to protect yourself."

"Ahem... Your Highness, I want to go for lunch." Chu Yu tried to pull out his wrist again, and Falcon Moore let go of her hand as if he had woken up from a dream.

He looked at his hand reluctantly and smiled: "My wrist is really thin. Are the wrists of the Central Plains men so slender? They look like women's wrists."

Most of his women are generous daughters who are good at controlling horses and grazing on the grassland, and the only woman he has had in the Central Plains is Yinhua, who was killed by a scattered arrow that night.

Chu Yu narrowed his eyes: "Your Highness, like everyone else, thinks I am like a yellow-haired boy?"

Seeing that Chu Yu's eyes seemed to be angry, Falcon Moore immediately waved his hand and smiled dryly: "Don't misunderstand, I just said casually. Don't you Central Plains people have a saying, "Do you have a verbal but no intention?"

Chu Yu turned around and left lightly: "Yes."

Um?

Falcon Moore looked at Chu Yu's cold back, and it was a little clear whether she was angry, so he followed him, shamelessly pretending that he didn't see her pretty face, and found a topic: "Yes, my brother's wife, but I have a whereabouts. I heard that the bastard of Falcon Qinning took his account very seriously. Should I cause some trouble for him and draw his attention away so that you can sneak in?"

Chu Yu glanced at the broken black altar in the distance and chuckled: "No need at the moment, but if I need it, I will definitely not be stingy with speaking to Your Highness."

Although Far Moore and Far Qinning, the twin brother, are old enemies, he is also a Hejin man and believes in the immortal god. If he knew that he had sent Shui Yao and Sanniang to burn the altar, he might not have been in his current attitude.

Falcon Moore just thought she was forced to smile, and then looked at the altar and sneered: "That bastard Jun Qinning attacked you yesterday and saw blood. He went against his natural will and offended the gods. If today's demon fire is subdued, it will be his retribution!"

"It seems that this rumor has spread throughout the king's tent grassland, and it may have a certain impact on the reputation of the Witch King." Chu Yu also bent his black jade eyes.

Falcon Moore's silver eyes flashed with sharp and cunning light: "This is a fact, how can it be called a rumor?"

Even if it is not a fact, it is a man-made fire, it will become a fact of "heaven punishment" and is placed on the head of Jun Qinning.

This is what Chu Yu had planned long ago. She bleeded in vain, just to achieve the goal of diverting other people's eyes without any pain.

If Jun Qinning dares to plot against her, he will naturally have to pay the corresponding price.

There is no need for her to send someone to post messages. As long as a smart person like Hayao Moore seizes this opportunity, he will naturally spare no effort to do this.

Chu Yu looked at him, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Falcon Moore suddenly raised his hand and answered Chu Yu's shoulders, and his smile deepened: "Xiao Tang, don't you feel a little bit of a collusion between you and me?"

Chu Yu: "This..."

The idiom of collusion seems to be used incorrectly.

Hayao Moore was in charge and waved his hand: "Don't care about this detail. I think you and I are really suitable to be brothers. You have saved me, which is a perfect match."

Chu Yu was silent for a while: "The combination of heaven is not used like this."

"It's better for you and I to get married and become brothers of the opposite sex?" Han Moore smiled cheerfully, completely ignoring Chu Yu's muttering.

...

Behind a tent not far away, a slender figure who was surrounded by heavy guards and walked forward in the middle, wrapped in a white hooded cloak, and could not see clearly his face suddenly stopped.

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I treat you as a brother, but you want to... cough cough.
Chapter completed!