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"Sandstorm, give me a horse."

Yue Chan ignored Sulu Lianshan and walked past him straight to the side of the sandstorm. The sandstorm smiled as it pulled a horse. "Let me, Sha Bandits, serve Princess on her horse."

"Are you happy? You want to sell me for a high price? "I'm not that pig from Solu Lianshan. You and I know very well about the crossbow car."

Yue Chanjuan leaned close to the sandstorm's ear and whispered into it. Then, she said, "Remember, you still owe me a good horse."

He jumped onto the horse and galloped out of the valley. It was impossible for him to escape even if he didn't want to. Even if he had the best horses, he didn't know the way out. In the desert, if one didn't know the way, no matter how fast a horse was, it was still a dead end.

Solu Lianshan viciously lashed out at the horse, urging it to catch up. Just now, he saw her leaning into the sandstorm's ear and laughing as she said something. Could it be that he was not even comparable to a bandit?

As the lonely Fifth Prince of Da Yue Country, he had a very prestigious status. Not to mention this status, even he himself was a famous hero among the Huns. Many young girls fell for him and voluntarily threw themselves into his arms.

He followed closely the slim and beautiful figure in front of him. Under the moonlight, she was like a fairy that had fallen into the mortal world. She was free and unrestrained, making him want to tightly hold her in his arms.

He watched her ride away in the valley. Her body was light and graceful as she left the horse's back. He couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.

As it turned out, she was a noble princess, a delicate beauty in the palace. Not only did she possess extraordinary talent for riding, she was also quite good at it. Although it could not compare to them, it was still extremely rare.

He was as light as a feather. The horse's hooves were raised, and a breeze blew across the valley. Suddenly, he had a thought. It was difficult for him to have her.

"Little pony, I will tame you sooner or later!"

He wanted to be the King of the Huns, and the most beautiful woman in the world could only belong to him.

"Be careful."

The steed had already galloped to Yue Chan Juan's side. Solu Lianshan stretched out his arm and wrapped it around Yue Chan's slender waist. He wanted to carry Yue Chan onto his horse and embrace her as they galloped.

Yue Chan gently turned her body to avoid the attack, and urged her horse to turn in a certain direction, avoiding the Solurian Mountains.

She did not want to have any contact with Solitary Sword Mountain, nor did she want to recall that night of humiliation.

There were numerous mountains, and a vast desert stretched out in all directions. The scenery of this foreign land was filled with a vigorous loneliness as it stretched from right in front of his eyes all the way to the horizon.

Suddenly, he thought, I can freely ride my horse here, far away from the power struggle and scheming in my heart.

The world here was exceptionally vast, and the boundless desert and plains made one instantly feel relaxed and relaxed. He thought of the bandit sandstorm and felt envy for him. He was like an unrestrained wind, like an endless sandstorm.

"Let that scented sachet fly freely between the heavens and earth in my place."

"Chan Juan, are you willing to fly shoulder-to-shoulder with me?"

Solu Lianshan's eyes were filled with eagerness and desire. He longed to hold her in his arms and be under his body.

"Do you know what you did?"

Pushing his horse to avoid the mountain, he probably didn't know what he had done, right? Otherwise, he would not act so recklessly. With a bitter smile, what could he say to a pig?

"Of course I know. You are mine, so you can only be mine. Chan Juan, follow me. I will treat you well. My father already has more than a dozen women, and his favorite was Lian Xi Sheng, the younger sister of the head of the Xi clan. Even if you reach the Great Moon, you will still be left out. "Soon, I will be the king of the Huns, and only I will be worthy of you."

"Not necessarily."

Rage appeared in Sulu Lianshan's eyes as he urged his horse to come to Yue Chanjuan's side. His riding skills were much better than Yue Chanjuan's, so he quickly followed closely behind her horse. He reached out his hand and pulled Yue Chanjuan into his embrace, regardless of whether she was willing or not.

With a leap, he jumped over the horse and landed on top of Yue Chan Juan's horse.

Yue Chanjuan was already prepared, so she fiercely used the handle of the whip to stab the horse's fart. The horse felt pain and leaped forward.

Solu Lianshan's body fell to the ground as his steed galloped past him. He leaped up again and landed on the horse's back. He stared at the distant Yue Chan Juan shamefully and angrily.

"Xiao Ma, it really is interesting. Can you run away?"

He galloped his horse once more towards Yue Chanjuan. Yue Chanjuan urged her horse to run in a roundabout way. Unfortunately, there was too much of a difference between her riding skill and Solu's Mountain. In just a moment, Solu Lianshan had caught up to her once again.

Fortunately, Yue Chan Juan's body was light, and the horses were not affected by the pressure, so her speed was very fast.

"Let me teach you how to ride a horse."

Solu Lianshan reached out his hand towards Yue Chanjuan, but he couldn't deny it.

A cold light flashed through Yue Chan's hand, and the short blade mercilessly stabbed into Solu Lianshan's arm, slicing open a wound.

The two horses crossed each other, and Sulu Lianshan flipped his wrist, not caring about the wound on his arm at all. He grabbed Yue Chanjuan's wrist and forcefully pulled her into his embrace, reaching out with his other hand to grab Yue Chanjuan's belt, snatching her from the horse and placing her in front of him.

A hand held tightly onto Yue Chan's hands, bound behind her back, and leaned close to her ear. "This is the second time you've hurt me."

Feeling the warm breath behind him and the smell seeping into his nostrils, he could not help but panic. Once Solu Lianshan was on guard, it would be difficult for her to hurt him or escape.

He looked up blankly at the desert moon. Under the sad moonlight, the yellow light extended all the way to the horizon.

"You will regret it."

"I will not regret it. No matter what happens in the future, I will not regret it." "Today, you will be my woman!"

"Remember that night?"

Her mouth tightly pursed. How could she forget that night? On that night, what he had left her was endless humiliation and fury, as well as helplessness and deep fear.

"You will definitely regret your actions today!"

"As long as I have you, I will not regret. I will not regret doing anything for you!"

Tonight, no one could stop him from wanting her. Tonight, he wanted her to become his woman, only his woman.

"Don't worry. The officers and soldiers of Da Kang are unable to find us. I am much more familiar with this place than they are."

However, Yue Chanjuan did not despair. Even if the officials of the Great Kang were unable to find her, that did not mean that he could not. When the sandstorm took her away, she saw him leading his men and chasing after her.

However, she didn't say anything. She didn't want to make Sulu Lianshan on guard. She gazed into the distance, wanting to see the figure that would make her feel at ease.

"Chan Juan, you are truly beautiful. Your beauty can only belong to me."

Yue Chanjuan remained silent. She did not want to speak another word to this brainless person. She knew full well that it was useless to speak to Sulu Lianshan.

For her, he did not hesitate to collude with the bandits and sneak attack the officials and army. Whether this serious crime was known by the bandits or just by them, it would have taken his life.

Solu Lianshan suddenly stopped and pulled Yue Chanjuan down from the horse. "Let's do it here. The sky is the dome of the mountain. There's no better place than here."

"Tonight, no one will come and disturb us. Chan Juan, you shall be my little pony, my woman."

He ruthlessly hugged Yue Chan in his embrace, still using one hand to bind her hand. This woman had too many sharp weapons on her body, and they were always coming out one after another. He would not be injured by her again.

Lowering her head, she headed towards Yue Chanjuan. Yue Chanjuan tilted her head slightly, and her waist was tightly embraced by Solu Lianshan. The suffocating feeling made it hard for her to leave.

His warm breath had already left a mark of humiliation on his neck, leaving a mark of a beast on his snow-white neck.