Chapter 172 I like you

Red sandalwood's hand tightened and said in a low voice, "Who is your father?"

"My father is my father, the only heterosexual prince who has left the country, don't you know? Ai Lang. As she said, there was also a free hand around her neck and tried to reach the red sandalwood face behind her.

The red sandalwood's body turned sideways, and she intuitively felt that the Prince Yi did not seem to be what she thought. However, it's too late to think about this at this moment. Xin Yan is already at a disadvantage. There are a few scars on his body. If he doesn't save him, it will be too late.

She couldn't care so much. She left the woman who had already got it. Her figure flashed quickly, rushed into the shadow of the sword and quickly grabbed Xin Yan's waist, and then threw it out with all her strength, with only one word: "Let's go."

Xin Yan stretched out his hand and pulled her hand only from the air, watching her surrounded by a powerful attack range.

It was at this moment when she was desperate to save him, "Wo-Wo-Wo-Wo-" six bright blades were stacked on her neck, surrounded in all directions.

Red sandalwood looked at the snowy knife light on his neck and stared at her father and daughter with a sneer as usual.

If she doesn't save Xin Yan, with her ability, even if she can't defeat all these six people, it's not easy to capture her, but she doesn't want to put Xin Yan in. She can't do such a thing to implict others.

"I'm really curious, what's your purpose?" The light face of red sandalwood, as usual, said faintly, "The throne? That doesn't seem to have anything to do with me, right?

"The throne?" Bingyi snorted and laughed, and his tone was a little disdainful. Of course, it may also be the illusion of red sandalwood. He restrained his expression and said, "Since I said I would invite you to the grass house to rest, it's naturally not false. Mo Qiao, treat the guests well."

"Yes." Bing Moqiao bowed and answered, and then he also approached the red sandalwood, and his malicious eyes were more exposed.

Red sandalwood did not resist. Under the push of the six people, he walked calmly.

To the north of the mountain, there is indeed a thatched hut.

Red sandalwood stood in the middle of the hut at this moment, looking at the six sharp swords between her neck that had never left a half. She hooked her lips and smiled. She asked the two fathers and daughters who followed her, "If you don't kill me, what are you going to do? Let these six people serve me with swords all the time?"

This problem is indeed a big problem. These six people are indeed too strong to find in the world, but the red sandalwood is also more powerful than them. If they don't want her to escape, they will always maintain this posture. If they don't maintain this posture, she really can't think of any way to trap her. The acupuncture point doesn't work. She can break it. Poison can't do it. She is invulnerable. No, wait, she thought of something in an instant.

Then, according to what she thought, Bing Moqiao took a cup and walked to her, looking at her with a creepy smile and said, "Drink it, you know."

TMD, she really wants to curse. Can you have something high-end?!

In fact, the situation was better than people, and she still drank what she knew was wrong with a blank face. Then she held her six swords and twitched at the same time. Her body fell to the ground as soon as it was soft, and a curvy female body also approached her, clinging to her tightly to pick her up and slowly walking towards the only simple ** in the room.

"Reward you for playing." Bing Yi left this sentence condescendingly and turned around and walked out.

"Thank you, Father." The corners of Bing Mo's mouth curled up and bowed to thank her.

Play? When did she become a toy? The red sandalwood is sad.

For a while, there were only two people left in the frozen hut.

Red sandalwood lay like a corpse **. Bing Moqiao bent her waist and one leg crossed her half-supporting body and hung over her. Her slender fingers gently swayed on her face like loach. She said, "After all, you still fell into my hand."

With that, he wanted to bend down and kiss her.

"Wait." Red Sandalwood took a deep breath and tried his best to resist the nausea in his chest and said, "I'm gone. How can you explain to thousands of soldiers?"

"You don't have to worry about this." Bing Moqiao didn't answer him, but moved his finger again and said, "I have always hated men, but you are an exception."

Because she is not a man herself! When Red Sandalwood heard the word exception, his eyes flashed. He looked at her with very close and clear eyes and said, "Men don't like tough women."

"What kind of woman does that man like?" Bing Moqiao took the opportunity to ask.

Red sandalwood will never say that she doesn't know either. She just smiled inexplicably and said, "Gentle and obedient."

"Do you like weak women?" Bing Mo raised her eyebrows and said fiercely, "Isn't my princess gentle!"

Red sandalwood will naturally not be so extreme to tell the truth. She gently said, "The princess is as beautiful as a flower. How can an ordinary woman compare with her?" It's just that the princess's posture is really not very appropriate at this moment. The rate is really good, but a little meekness is more perfect.

"What do you mean?" Bing Moqiao was not so easy to fool. She stared into her eyes and asked.

"There will be a long time to come." Red Sandalwood smiled and said, "The princess will not give Linmu a psychological acceptance period. When the time comes, Linmu will serve the princess in person."

The future is long, and the beautiful eyebrows are still sharp, but she is not so anxious. She jumped out of bed and smiled proudly, "Don't worry about rest here. We will take care of it in the army. In addition, I will always be with you."

The red sandalwood is lying quietly in **, with clear eyebrows and far away. I don't know what he is thinking.

The cold night is deep, and the temperature is the lowest in the day. Wu Cang Juelan lies slanted on the beauty's couch with only a medium coat, leaning into his long body. The golden ratio is undoubtedly revealed.

There was a fire in the tent, and he bullied Shuang Saixue's cheeks with a drunken blush, which was so enchanting.

A cold wind suddenly poured in. He didn't get up, but looked at the door of the tent with a slightly weed cheek.

Her thin fingers put down the tent door, and her cold cheeks were a little erratic under the light of the fire. She walked in slowly, and the blue bells around her waist swayed gently with her pace, making a crisp sound.

Standing beside him, she bent down and whispered, "I'm back."

"Hmm." Danfeng's eyes blinked slowly, and his eyes were light and blurred.

She looked at his eyes, slowly squatted down, and her thin fingertips gently stretched out to the slightly prey cheeks, and her thin lips trembled slightly.

"What's the matter?" He gently hooked his lips, and the charming curvature added a few more enchanting.

"I like you." She spoke softly, her clear eyes gradually blurred, and her thin lips approached the rose-colored lips.

Danfeng's eyes flashed, "You, like me." He muttered, looking at the face that was getting closer and closer. This face, he dreamed of her several times, and now she said she liked him in front of him. He likes him, how much he wants to say it from her.

Danfeng's eyes slowly closed, and her slight breath almost sprayed on his skin. He opened his eyes in an instant. The enchanting red light pierced her the moment, her slender fingers stretched out and fell on her neck.

"Who are you?" The charming voice has no emotion.

"I'm, cough, You Linmu." She spit it out with difficulty, and her neck was locked. She felt so uncomfortable that her cold eyes seemed to shine.

"Hmm." He snorted coldly, but with a smile. His cheeks were flushed and dispersed, and the ink spread out, covering half of his face. His lips opened and closed, and said, "I'm looking for death."

The word "simple" fell down. She suddenly frowned in pain, pulled the fingers of her neck tightly with her hands, and her cheeks were more and more twisted.

That's a twist that he has never seen on her flat face.

The slender five fingers spread out, and she softened in vain.

Holding his forehead with one hand, he lay on the beauty's couch and looked at the person who fell on the cold ground. In his eyes, the light was uncertain. Where is she?"

Obviously, there was no hand between her neck that could deprive her of her life at any time, but she felt more and more dangerous. His tone was so firm that he had already determined that she was not her. So she stood up and said calmly, "How do you know?"

She is obviously dressed seamlessly.

"How did you know she was a woman? Or, you." He didn't answer, but asked. Why do you need to identify him and her?

"In this world, only we know that she is a woman. Bingyi and Yin's father and daughter are not clear. She didn't answer the reason, but just gave him an extra message, which was a friendship.

Isn't Bing Yiyin with them? The long and thick eyelashes were gently pulled down. He lowered his head slightly and said, "Where is she?"

The voice is sound, but it makes people feel that he has no patience. This is the ultimatum.

She didn't say anything. She stood still, quietly integrated with the night sky.

He waited for a moment, and the strangeness overflowed around the quiet stretching. The long and thick eyelashes suddenly opened, and a sharp light in her eyes shot straight in her direction, but I only saw the bleeding corners of her mouth and the smiling smile, and then the thin body fell to the ground.

Wu Cang Juelan suddenly stood up and walked over in a few steps. His fingertips approached her nose, but he could no longer feel breathing.

He committed suicide, so straightforward.

His eyes were completely cold in an instant, and then he quickly walked out.

Where is she? Will something happen? Her heart beats at an unprecedented speed, and her always calm state of mind is almost about to collapse. She must be fine. He doesn't allow it!

There was silence in the camp, and the soldiers slept quietly. No one knew how much turbulence and how many games there were on this night.

Red sandalwood is standing on the corpse. No matter how many thoughts she has in her mind, it's a fact that she can't move now.

Since she had martial arts, compared with her previous life, an equivalent formula was automatically generated in her mind: no martial arts = useless person. Therefore, she is now a useless person. Her hearing is average, her strength is average, and her body is more average.

So, when someone stood by her bedside, she was ignorant of anything except that she still felt cold.