In crisis, the girl was once again suppressed by Yan Xing. She was shocked. After struggling for a few times, she could not resist Yan Xing's strength at all. She could only blush and accept this embarrassing situation. Her black and shiny hair had just dissipated due to struggle, and she drooped like a waterfall, just blocking Yan Xing's face. He smelled the faint fragrance of the girl, and felt that although the delicate body in his arms was no longer moving, his body temperature was rising, and he was even a little hot.

Yan Xing is not a man from Lu. The girl beside him breathed like orchids, and his scattered hair made his neck itchy. Since he was reborn, he has been restraining his desires. He did not dare to fall into depravity at all when he was born in a powerful family. Most of the people who served him at home were male servants. For the first time, he felt the comfort and comfort of warm and soft jade. Even though he was firm in his will, he was slightly distracted and shaken. He felt a little crisis in his heart and stimulating. For a moment, Yan Xing became distracted.

This was the second time I carefully looked at the girl's appearance. I saw that her pretty face was half-covered by her beautiful hair, which added a bit of charm to her delicate melon-seeded face. Her cheeks were flushed, her pouting mouth was slightly opened, her small nose bridge was straight, her eyebrows were curved like the moon, and her eyes were slightly concave, which seemed to be a bit of a mixed-race of Han and Qiang. At this time, her little mouth was covered, and her eyes were wide open, which looked very seductive. Seeing the beauty in her arms so delicate, Yan Xing lowered her head and kissed her forehead gently.

When he felt the man who pressed him kissing him gently between his forehead, the girl's pretty face suddenly turned red and he was about to drip with blood. He whimpered, and even the root of his neck turned red. After Yan Xing stopped tasting, his body against the girl quickly became warm and hot.

Just then, the group of defeated soldiers made a sound, and immediately pulled the two who were trapped in Qisi back to the field.

"Tun Chief, the horse owner has probably run away long ago. Brothers have caught the hunter in the mountains and forced him to lead the way. We are afraid that we can't take down a small settlement in the mountains. Let's go back first. The horse meat is probably almost stewed, so don't be stolen by the new soldiers you left behind."

An ugly-looking frustrated soldier muttered and complained to the leader of the leader who was not astonishing. The leader who was not astonishing, kept silent. He just glanced around and turned his head to look at the ugly-looking frustrated soldier and said:

"Well, then you can take someone to take the captured hunter back for questioning first, and I'll leave later!"

"promise!"

When he heard the leader called the Tun Chief speak out and ask him to go back first, the ugly fugitive who had been waiting for a long time was immediately delighted. He immediately greeted five or six fugitive fugitives who were close to him. Without saying a word, he turned around and walked back apart from the weeds.

After listening to the other party's conversation and looking at the more than 20 remaining soldiers on the field, Yan Xing was secretly frightened. It seemed that after the coalition forces were defeated, the group of soldiers finally escaped from the pursuit of the Han army like him, and fled to the foothills here in panic.

Moreover, their group of people should have found the body of their mount Zhao Yebai when they were on their way out, and immediately followed the clues to find it here.

His own mount may have been slaughtered and eaten by this group of defeated soldiers because he did not have the tools to bury it.

If Yan Xing wanted to increase his breathing here, his anger rose in his heart. He was afraid that the other party would find out the movement and continued to search. Yan Xing had to hold his breath again, and at the same time he used his eyes to signal the girl to be in danger and not act rashly. At the moment, he was injured. Although the girl around him knew how to use sword skills, he must not be the opponent of this group of defeated soldiers with a large number of defeated soldiers. He could not beat him, and it would be difficult to escape with injuries. If he was discovered by this group of fierce defeated soldiers at this time, Yan Xing knew what the fate of the two would be like.

Fortunately, the other party obviously did not look like he continued to search. The leader of the village head held a knife handle and found a tree casually. While sitting on the basket, he pulled a weed and held it at the mouth, feeling at ease. The other twenty defeated soldiers also followed suit, looking for a flat ground to fall to the ground to rest. Once the defeated soldiers fell to the ground, they threw the weapons in their hands aside, and only a few were still in their hands. One of them was close to the leader of the village, and he also learned to hold a weed at the mouth, muttering slightly dissatisfied:

"Chief Tun, why do you want He Laizi to go back first this time? He will definitely steal the portion of horse meat I'm waiting for when he goes back."

As soon as the defeated soldiers finished speaking, the other defeated soldiers seemed to be talking about the itchy part in their hearts, and they also talked about the fact that He Laizi, who had not walked far just now, was not here. It seemed that the group of defeated soldiers had just gathered together on the way to escape. There was a group of rest in front of them, and the group of new soldiers who were talking about He Laizi just now were afraid that they would be another group. The group of people in front of them should have the largest number, so their leader was elected as the leader of everyone, and the He Laizi had to obey his orders just now. But in fact, they were dissatisfied with each other. As soon as the group left, the people in this group began to criticize their faults.

The head of the Tunchang seemed to have become accustomed to his subordinates' complaints. He listened to his subordinates' dirty words and complaints, and stirred up the weeds beside him. After playing for a while, he spit out the weeds in his mouth without any slap, and then slapped the head of the traitor who had just made a sound.

"Bad, you really think that Mr. Nai can't see He Laizi's thoughts. Hehe, I'm using the military tactics that I have to indulge his strategy first. How can you dirty guys understand?"

Speaking of this, the Tun Captain seemed to have said what he was most proud of, and laughed with his belly. After hearing the meaning of Tun Captain just now, the frustrated soldier who had been patted on his head laughed instead of angry, and smiled and asked:

"You mean, Chief Tun, we'll wait here now. When we go back later, we'll take this charge and take down He Laizi's group of men-"

Before he finished speaking, Natun Chang's eyes glared, and the messy hair on his head was beating like life. He stretched out his palm like a palm fan and acted to hit him again, which scared the defeated man's head and dared not speak.

The Tun Chief saw that the other party knew each other, and also withdrew his palm and reached into his armor to catch lice. He groped for a while, and soon caught a lice, and put it directly into his mouth and chewed it crisply. After swallowing the lice, the Tun Chief exhaled again and sighed:

"It's a pity that I couldn't catch the owner of that good horse!"
Chapter completed!