Reborn to Love Lord Qiansui

Zhao Zimu spoke elegantly to Tata in the dark, and Tata took a step back involuntarily. Intuition that this person was very dangerous, but some kind of curiosity and desire in his heart forced him to lean on her again.

Tata’s subordinates looked at him worriedly not far from him and stared at Zhao Zimu closely, as if there was something wrong, he would rush to kill her.

Tata glanced secretly at his servant who was not far away, and his uneasiness settled, then looked at Zhao Zimu with oppression: "Help me? Help me? What can I do for you. "

Zhao Zimu looked at Tata with playful eyes and said again: "His Royal Highness, I am not malicious, I just want to tell you that the madness of these horses is temporary, believe me, as long as the horses will return to normal within a quarter of an hour, As long as your Highness tells Khan this information or persuades Khan not to kill the horse, the soldiers of the Huns will be grateful to you."

Zhao Zimu believes that as long as Tata is not too stupid, she will understand what she means. As long as Tata does what she wants, even if Mu Ke does not buy his account, other generals of the Huns will certainly be grateful to him, so he will Some people gathered together.

After finishing all of this, Zhao Zimu flashed to the soldiers of the Huns and disappeared. Tata stared blankly at the disappeared figure and could not help stepping forward. Finally, after standing for a while at that location, he walked towards Mu Ke went.

Tata knew that even if Zhao Zimu's message to him was wrong, he begged Mu Ke not to kill the horse. The other Huns would only think he loved the horse too much, and he would not blame him. Mu Ke did the same. If Mu Ke finds fault with him for this reason, he must have lost the hearts of the Huns, because they also have the same inability to kill these horses who may fight with them in the future.

And if the news that Zhao Zimu gave him is correct, then Tata has made great contributions and will be appreciated by all the Huns, who have gained prestige in vain.

Zhao Zimu looked at this scene in the dark and smiled. Those who turned a blind eye to the tribe’s disaster or even gloated must be extremely selfish, so Zhao Zimu guessed that Tata would use the information she provided even if she knew she was uneasy and kind. For the benefit of himself, it is a good thing for Daliang to have such an extremely selfish person with an unusual status in the grassland.

Zhao Zimu quit the big camp of the Huns King's Court and headed for a place. Of course, her horse was not mad, and she also left a part of the mad horses to those forbidden troops, so she had no worries.

And Zhao Zimu had already asked Lin Qing to wait on the road to meet Zhang Xin, so as long as she waited for them to go back, they could leave the grassland together.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zimu Ze Machi halfway through but found a group of people looking towards her in this direction, and quickly approached them with a heartbeat.

Sure enough, when he approached, Zhao Zimu saw an unexpected person. With a dark complexion, he jumped off the horse in front of him and walked towards him. Is that right? Don’t you know how dangerous it is to stay here? Don’t kill yourself?!”

Zhao Zimu has never sent such a formal fire to Lin Qing, but this person is so inattentive to his own danger, Zhao Zimu must let him remember the lesson.

But Lin Qing was even more angry than her, and Hao said mercilessly: "Then what do you stay there for? What do you think you can do without fear of martial arts? Will the crazy horses recognize you? If one is not careful Discovered by those Huns, do you think you can still rush back from a thousand troops?"

Looking at Lin Qing's red eyes and pointing at her hand tremblingly, the fire in Zhao Zimu's heart suddenly bleed out, and he slowly approached him and whispered: "Don't be angry, I promise Will this not be the case in the future?"

Lin Qing still looked at her with angry eyes, her eyes swept up and down her body, and suddenly her eyelids flicked and looked at her hand coldly: "What's wrong with your hand."

Zhao Zimu immediately put his right hand behind his back, Lin Qing grabbed it back, his eyes suddenly looked like ice, slowly raised his head, and smiled at Zhao Zimu with a self-deprecating smile: "You don't feel distressed about your own hands, and you don't even value your own life, but don't you think about it for me?!"

"Lin Qing..." Zhao Zimu was speechless and had no choice but to take him on horseback and appease: "Is there anything we can go back and say again? Now leave here first."

Lin Qingding looked sideways at Zhao Zimu and then watched a section before him stubbornly waiting for her. Zhao Zimu had no choice but to sit in front of him, and Lin Qing controlled Ma and the two together to Zhang Xin’s direction Ran away.

Followed by a group of soldiers and other people who were dumbfounded in addition to Yueyi and others, a forbidden army with tattered clothes and wearing scarred wounds couldn't hold back, and gathered in front of Yuewu and asked: "Five adults, this Chitose and Lord Zhao..."

On May 5, he turned back and smiled at him very kindly: "Don't talk too much if you don't care, otherwise be careful I kick you back to the Huns camp."

The imprisoned army immediately shook his heart, closed his mouth and backed away. The imperial army around him also looked solemn, and everyone looked at the distant figure and immediately followed up on horseback.

But it is undeniable that the turbulent heart in their hearts is like the horse under their feet, running fast, and rolling up the dust.

Two days later, they returned to the valley where Chen Jing was, and let Zhao Zimu breathe that Zhang Xin was still there, otherwise it would be a little difficult for her to withdraw from the grassland safely with this group of remnants.

The heart of Zhang Xin, who saw their group of retired people, was shocked. He never thought that Zhao Zimu had brought back this group of people who were alive. He would definitely be able to remove the lost people along the way. So many sergeants survived.

He originally thought that Zhao Zimu went deep into the enemy camp just to rescue Lin Qing, because she had only one person, and it was good to save Lin Qing. It would be wishful thinking to expect her to rescue other people.

But now the results she achieved made everyone stunned and even surrendered.

After Zhang Xin took the lead to give a gift to Lin Qing, he knelt down on one knee to Zhao Zimu, and all the soldiers immediately made the same action as him, and the eyes of the rescued generals who were rescued were even more special, all of them The meaning in the eyes is worth thinking about.

Lin Qingxuan reached behind Zhao Zimu. Although Zhao Zimu didn't understand what he meant, he still signaled the soldiers to get up. Then she unexpectedly discovered that the arrangement of the soldiers vaguely changed, and the soldiers distributed in the valley Vaguely formed a protective encirclement, protecting her and Lin Qingwei in it, and the position they arranged before was only for the convenience of leaving or fighting the enemy.

There was no dissatisfied look on Zhang Xin's face, and even there was his own gesture.

Zhao Zimu glanced at Lin Qing behind him, Lin Qing just nodded to her silently, and Zhao Zimu didn't care.

Lin Qing was pulled onto a bluestone and sat down, then opened her palms, only to have a striking red mark about two centimeters above, and a little thin skin.

Lin Qing's eyes flickered, so she walked to Zhang Xin, and after a while backed away, she looked at her gloomyly.

He was looking for Chen Jing to ask for gold sore medicine. These people who have been using knives and guns for years will definitely have some medicine for the treatment of trauma, but so many days of marching to fight Chen Jing's medicine has been used up, and those who have suffered The wounded soldiers also need those medicines.

After glancing gloriously at Zhao Zimu, he sat down next to her, moved her right hand in front of her, then lowered her head and gently moved upward with her tongue.

The warm tongue moved on her hand little by little, sweeping every wound of her carefully, and after Zhao Zimu's hand shook, he let him do it.

Zhang Xin, who came here with a little collected medicine, was soft at his feet. He almost threw the bottle in his hand and immediately turned around and left as if he saw nothing.

Zhao Zimu felt a little itchy and couldn't help laughing: "Chitose, you will make people misunderstand like this."

"Huh, what's the misunderstanding? If you misunderstand them, you will only think you are my own, or" Lin Qing looked at her eyes flashing a sinister smile: "You are good in Longyang."

The smile on Zhao Zimu's face stiffened, and then he quickly glanced at all the soldiers around him. Sure enough, many eyes in the dark flashed away immediately.

She... really didn't have that hobby...

Lin Qing's face looked at her somberly: "Why, you are not happy?"

Zhao Zimu immediately smiled at him and said that he never had that meaning, but what Zhao Zimu didn’t know was that Lin Qing had that meaning, let everyone know that their relationship was unclear, and even thought he and she were That relationship doesn't matter.

Lin Qing is about to leave, and hopes to put her label on her to let everyone know that she is his person, but he knows that it will be very detrimental to her, and even make her plan in the northwest fail.

But... Lin Qing's eyes dimmed, and she leaned over her body directly and put her on the lips, pressing her and kissing her fiercely, and Zhao Zimu's hand was caught in his hand. Support one hand behind his weight.

"cough!"

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"..."

Looking at Master Zhao who was kissed a little embarrassed, all the imprisoned soldiers in the valley were gazed together, staring at the two men intently.

Seeing Zhao Zimu, whose thin lips kissed suddenly turned red, and a trace of dustiness on her cold face, Zhang confidence shook back and immediately withdrew his eyes.

Such a fairy-like person is willing to commit to Lin Qing's body, so that one of the choices of Zhang confidence who is about to return to Beijing will slowly be firm.

After a while, Zhao Zimu said to Lin Qing with a dumb voice: "Enough?"

Lin Qing raised her head from her and stared at her eyes: "Why, aren't you great? Can't you support it at this moment?"

Zhao Zimu gave him a meaningful smile and said: "Chitose, if you like this posture, will I go back and press you enough? You get up now."

Lin Qing straightened up slowly from her body, and the dangerous gaze swept the surrounding soldiers again, scaring all the lost soldiers and the six gods and seven tricks to return to their positions immediately, not squinting, standing like a due diligence Responsible and sober-faced stone man.

Zhao Zimu laughed and involuntarily attracted Lin Qing's eyes back. Looking at her as if to confuse people's smile, Lin Qing only thought it was too dangerous to let her alone in the Northwest.

Zhao Zimu caught his black hair and kissed it on his lips, then leaned over and whispered in his ear:

"I love you."

Better than myself.

This is the most direct and most affectionate confession. Sometimes, a soothing lover can do more than just say I love you.

Quite useful, Zhao Zimu watched Lin Qing's eyes quietly thinking for a moment.