Long Muchen kicked the old general's buttocks, pointed to the sleeping money in the sack, and gritted his teeth and said, "I asked you to take the flower. Is that how you took it? You still point her sleeping point, you dare to tie her in a sack, you dare to torture my woman like this before my king is dead, do you want to rebel
Lao Gao covers his buttocks. He is wronged in his heart!
I can't help muttering in a low voice: "I've been following Qian Duoduo for so long. I don't want to learn, but I've learned to be a rascal and kick my ass."
But if you think about it, does it have any advantages? I don't think so, do I?
Although Lao Gao's voice, it still spread into long Muchen's ears with the wind. Long Muchen growled angrily: "what do you say? Are you complaining? "
Lao Gao immediately accompanied the smiling face and began to follow Mao: "Lord, how dare I complain? Just now, the princess misunderstood that I would harm her, so she was scared. I was afraid that she would fall down, and then fall down the mountain. I had to point her sleeping hole. The Lord is a good example!"
Long Mu Chen listened to this words, just relaxed a breath, think according to duo er's disposition, launch a temper to come, it is more difficult to entangle.
But how can he say that his woman is not?
He glanced at Lao Gao in disgust and snorted: "I'm sure you're scaring duo'er with this face. It seems that no matter what happens in the future, I can't give it to you ~"
Lao Gao's incomparable grievance, learning from Qian Duoduo's appearance, tilted his head and twisted two sword eyebrows.
Longmuchen almost breathless vomit blood, impatiently waved: "go down, go to the bottom of the valley to prepare it, don't be here when the light bulb."
When Lao Gao heard that he was granted a pardon, he slipped away and disappeared.
Long Muchen squatted on the ground, took out a blanket from the carriage, covered Qian Duoduo's body, then stretched out her hand and pressed her acupoints.
After a long time, Qian Duoduo felt as if he was above the clouds. There was a cool wind in his ears, but his body was warm.
She sleepily opened her eyes. After a lazy stretch, she found that she was surrounded by clouds and fog. The town in the distance condensed into a pocket version and had a panoramic view.
Mamma Mia! Is she abandoned in the wilderness, or is her soul out of her body and in heaven?
Qian Duoduo jumped up from the ground and looked around, which almost scared her little heart out.
She didn't know that she was sleeping on the cliff?
Moreover, the distance between the mountain and the ground is thousands of meters.
What if a sleepy girl, who is rolling over, doesn't smash her into mashed potatoes and lose her bones?
Qian Duoduo realized later that he was a little pale with fright. He could not help but scream and subconsciously stepped back.
Just, her voice just a fall, oneself waist, then many a hands, firm of encircle her petite body.
"Dor, I'm not afraid. I'm here."
Warm voice like the wind came from Qian Duoduo's ears.
She turned her head and saw that long Muchen was dressed in a purple robe and stood upright behind her.
A head of green silk, not tied, hanging behind, just a little knot, flying with the wind.
Such as ink rendering eyes, deep and bright, such as Obsidian general, exuding a charming luster.
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