Chapter 622: Battle Drums Sound, Red Candle Tents, Spring Festival

In the Canglan Mountains, the vegetation is flourishing, and the orcs are entrenched. Here is a natural hunting ground and a place to harvest human life.

A rabbit with a strange shape is hidden among the thorns. Those golden eyes are like burning flames, and one is staring closely at the white lotion dripping from the bottom.

Every drop of those emulsions dripped into a burst of bright red fruit growing in the cracks of the rock. It seems that it is nourishing the ripening of this fruit.

And around the rabbit, the corpses lying all over the ground belonged to the orc clan.

Among these corpses, there are one-horned wolves whose cultivation base is in the gray realm of human beings, and three-eyed dry leopards who have entered the silver realm, Chilian Yinmang... There is even a three-headed giant ape.

One thing they all have in common is that their heads have been exploded, and the brains inside have long since disappeared.

'Come on, come on! ’Ju stared at the gradually ripening fruit, feeling faintly excited.

As long as he ate those fruits, his injuries could recover a lot, at least he could return to the state before he met the Jing family.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps behind J, and he turned his head abruptly, his eyes ruthless, wanting to kill any creature that approached. Of course, when a shadow fell over him, he felt his hairs stand on end, and his muscles tensed up.

He raised his golden eyes, and saw a peerless and handsome face.

That face, showing a faint smile at him, made his golden eyes shrink sharply, revealing a fierce look.

"So you're here." Si Mo bent down, and grabbed the fur of Yan's neck with his big hands, lifted him from the thorns, and held him in his hands. That tone was like going out to find a pet that was lost from home.

"Why are you here?" Jie stared at him vigilantly.

The corner of Si Mo's mouth was lightly raised, and he said sincerely: "You are too naughty, if you don't go home for so long, Xiao Geer will be anxious."

'I am anxious for you, uncle! '

Yu was furious in his heart, but he didn't dare to really provoke this man.

Because, he really has the ability to crush himself to death!

"Huh? It turned out to be jade berries." Si Mo's gaze fell on a string of attractive fruits growing from the crevice in the rock. "The elixir refined from jade berries will increase the healing ability several times. Such a good thing, Xiao Ge'er should like it."

"That's mine! I found it!" Yu said angrily.

He guarded the jade berry for so long, and killed so many beast clans who came to covet the jade berry and robbed him of the jade berry. How could he give up at a critical moment?

Si Mopo's eyes lightly moved to him, squinting slightly, with a dangerous light in the slits of his eyes, he kept smiling and said: "You are Xiao Ge'er's contract beast, what is yours is hers, and what is hers is still hers." of."

'Wow... trough! '

Yan suffered 10,000 points of damage in his heart, stared at Si Mo with wide eyes, and sneered mockingly, "Do your subordinates know that you are so shameless?"

The smile on the corner of Si Mo's mouth widened, and he looked at Yan with a smile, but he looked at him with horror.

Si Mo patted his head, and said with a smile: "However, since you discovered it, it can be regarded as meritorious service, so I will reward you with one."

I reward your sister!

Yu wants to cry but has no tears.

At this time, a ray of brilliance slowly rose from the cracks in the rock, and the fragrance of jade berries began to overflow.

The aroma tempted him to salivate, wishing he could rush over and eat all the jade berries in one gulp. It's just that he can't move now, the man who grabs him, presses his neck tightly, can be crushed at any time.

"It can be picked." A gleam of joy flashed in Si Mo's eyes.

As soon as he waved his hand, the bunch of jade berries growing in the cracks of the rock would automatically fall off and fly towards his hand.

Yan watched the duck in his hand fly into Si Mo's hands, his eyes wanted to fall out, so that he could not see and not worry.

The jade berry fell into Si Mo's palm, and a dazzling light flashed, forcing Yan to close his eyes.

When he opened it again, there was only a solitary jade berry left in Si Mo's palm.

"Roar--!"

Yu couldn't wait to let out a roar.

Si Mo flicked the jade berry in his hand, and it flew towards Yan's mouth.

Yan opened his mouth, caught it and swallowed it immediately.

Immediately, a faint crimson halo appeared on its body hair, covering it. And Yan also slowly closed his eyes, as if he was refining the energy in the jade berry.

Si Mo looked down at him, smoothed the soft hair on his neck with his big hand, and led him back to the Longya camp.

"After such a long time, Xiao Ge'er should have finished talking." Si Mo muttered to himself.

...

The dragon tooth camp, surrounded by burning braziers, illuminated the practice field.

It was late at night, and everyone had gone back to rest. But Mu Qingge stood alone in the training ground, holding the Linglong Spear in her hand, standing at her feet.

The night wind blew, and the air was a little damp.

Her hair was blown up by the wind, and the light armored battle robe fluttered.

Mu Qingge closed her eyes, her beautiful facial features were somewhat cold and sharp, as if immersed in something.

'No matter what, we all hope you can go and see your mother. '

'Mother also has difficulties, I hope you forgive her. '

‘Mother has always missed you, if she knew that you had come to the Middle Ages, she would be very happy. '

‘We are waiting for you at Sang’s house in Fusha City. '

Mu Qingge suddenly opened her eyes, and a cold light appeared in her clear eyes. She said slowly in a very low voice: "Mu Qingge, if you are still alive, how would you reply? If Sang Lan is to me, he is no doubt the same as a passer-by."

She couldn't understand Sang Lanruo's pain and hardship, and similarly, Mu Qingge's hardships, step by step to get here, were beyond their imagination.

They will never know that the real Mu Qingge has already died in the lies woven by Sang Lanruo.

The reason for looking for Sang Lanruo is to ask for an answer.

But now that the answer has been obtained, is it still necessary for her to go to Sang's house in Fusha City?

The anger in her heart is for the real Mu Qingge, because the real Mu Qingge is dead. She replaced her and accepted everything from her, but now that she has found the news of Sang Lanruo, she feels even more distressed about the long-dissipated soul.

Mu Qingge suddenly kicked towards the body of the gun, and the Linglong Spear rose from the ground, held in her hand, and drew a sharp edge.

‘Mu Qingge, will you forgive your mother who abandoned you for nineteen years? Will you hate her arrangement, so that you have to hide your daughter's body, and die tragically on the battlefield in the end? ’ Mu Qingge held the Linglong Spear and waved it on the training ground.

The marksmanship is as fast as the wind, as fast as lightning, and as sharp as a knife, continuously emitting silver sharp edges around her body.

Mo hair lightly raised, light armor and blood gown, Linglong Spear let out a clear and loud gunshot as Mu Qingge waved it. Gradually, the people in the Longya camp were alarmed.

The Dragon Tooth Guards, who had already rested, stepped out of the tent one after another and surrounded the training ground.

They looked at their little lord and the marksmanship she swung, and seemed to sense her mood at the moment.

No one spoke, just watched silently.

People, more and more.

Soon, five hundred dragon tooth guards all stood up, and Mo Yang was among them.

Youhe, Huayue has come out.

Bai Hao and Yin Chen also stood on the sidelines of the practice field.

Jing Hai and Yuan Yuan also stood together.

Xuanya and Jiya stand side by side, with doubts in their eyes.

Xuan Kui was also among them, watching silently with everyone.

On the platform outside the main tent, Si Mo, who had returned from the Canglan Mountains with Ji, stood quietly like a lone peak, his amber eyes quietly looking at the woman who was fighting recklessly in the training ground.

"What's wrong, young master?" Xuankui asked in surprise.

Lu Ya frowned and pursed her lips, said lightly: "The young master's heart is disturbed."

"Little uncle, what's wrong with the instructor?" At the same time, Jing Hai was also asking Yuan Yuan beside him.

On Yuan Yuan's pretty face, there was some concern, "Boss is in a bad mood."

The shadow of the gun in Mu Qingsinger was getting faster and faster, and her figure was also hidden in it, making people dazzled. Linglong marksmanship was played by her without any spiritual power, over and over again.

This display of pure strength and speed makes people feel the power of Linglong marksmanship even more.

Boom——!

Suddenly, there was a thunder in the night, and the lightning split the night sky, illuminating the sunset grassland for a moment.

Mo Yang shuddered and said loudly: "Get the drum!"

Hearing the order, Longya Guard immediately turned around and took out hundreds of drums from the tent. They quickly circled the practice field and set up the drum in front of themselves.

Mo Yang stood in it, held up the drumstick in his hand, and slammed it on the drum.

Boom——!

Drums sounded in the dragon tooth camp.

Following Mo Yang's drumming, the five hundred dragon tooth guards also raised the drumsticks in their hands, and beat the drum in front of them rhythmically.

Boom——!

Boom——!

Boom——!

The orderly sound of the drum covered up the thunder in the sky, and spread away from the Longya camp with a powerful momentum, gradually covering the entire Sunset Grassland.

Amidst the sound of the drums, the gun in Mu Qingsinger's hand seemed to be injected with more power, and she swung it more violently, venting the depression in her heart.

A series of silver lights streaked by the tip of the spear continued to appear around her, and the Linglong Spear was like an extension of her body, becoming more and more flexible.

Stepping on the drums, Mu Qingge seemed to have entered a state of ecstasy, forgetting her troubles and original intentions, completely immersed in her exquisite marksmanship.

"What are they doing?" Xuanya was surprised by Longyawei's beating drum.

However, Luya understood and said: "They are taking responsibility together with the young master in their own way. They are using this morale-boosting drum to tell the young master that they will always be with you."

Xuanya's eyes were full of horror, she looked at Mu Qingge and Longyawei in shock.

In the sound of drums and gunshots, she seemed to feel the eternal close connection between Mu Qingge and Longyawei for the first time.

These people, although they may not be the strongest, but for Mu Qingge, they are the bravest fighters! The most reliable comrade-in-arms!

Boom—boom boom—boom—boom—boom—boom—

The sound of drums fluttered, awakening the night in the Sunset Grassland.

Various people came out of the tens of thousands of tents intermittently. They stood outside their tents, looking in the direction of the drumming with doubts.

"It's the Dragon Tooth camp!"

Someone identified the direction from which the drum sound came from.

"Why is the drum beating in the middle of the night? What happened?"

"I don't know, but the sound of the drums really has an inspiring and morale-boosting effect." The speaker couldn't help puffing out his chest.

In the Sang family camp, Sang Xuewu and Sang Yichen returned from the Longya camp and did not rest.

The sound of the drum interrupted their conversation. The two exchanged a glance, walked out of the tent, and looked at the hill where the Longya camp was located.

The sound of drums seemed to hit their hearts.

Although they didn't understand, they heard many inexplicable emotions in the drumbeat.

"Is it sister?" Sang Yichen asked in a low voice, immersed in the sound of the drums.

Sang Xuewu didn't answer, she was just listening to the narration in the sound of the drum seriously, a kind of inexplicable heartache made her unable to help but grab the skirt of her clothes, her nose was slightly sour.

Boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom boom

The non-stop beating of the drums made the Rimu Grassland wake up early.

Qin Yiyao stood outside her tent, looking at the Longya camp in the dark, and murmured: "It's the sound of the Mu family's war drums... What's wrong with you? Are you unhappy?"

In the Han family camp, Han Caicai was awakened by the sound of the drums. He rushed out of the tent, looked at the place where the drums sounded, and frowned.

Han Yiren was also awakened. She walked quickly to her second brother and asked suspiciously, "Where is the sound of the drums in the middle of the night?"

Han Caicai didn't answer, but immersed in the sound of the drums, murmured in a low voice: "Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shiguan, the Long Marcher has not yet returned, but let the dragon city flying generals stay, don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan Mountain. "

"Second brother, what are you reading?" Han Yiren couldn't hear clearly, so he asked again.

However, Han Caicai didn't hear her words at all. His narrow eyes were suddenly shrouded in distress, and he murmured to himself: "I finally understand how you feel when you are reading this poem."

Perhaps, this poem does not represent Mu Qingge alone, but a will.

Mu Qingge's will is too strong, so strong that he feels ashamed.

Boom——!

In the night sky, thunder rumbled again, as if dissatisfied with the sound of the Mu family's drums, stealing its limelight.

However, no matter how frightening the thunder, the Mu family's drums were beating in an orderly manner without a trace of panic, beating the hearts of the people one after another.

Here is where the tourists gather.

The sound of the Mu family's drum brought back their memories of iron-blooded rivers and lakes, and made them immerse themselves in the past of their respective gold and iron horses.

There is no interest, no conspiracy, only great pride!

In the winner's camp, Yingze stood in the tent wearing a robe.

His curtain was lifted, and Ji Yaohua walked in, and said to him, "Did you hear that? The sound of the drum seems to be coming from the Longya Camp."

"The drums are so loud, and I'm not deaf, so I can hear them naturally." Ying Ze replied lightly.

Ji Yaohua stretched out her little finger and scratched her ears, and said with a smile: "This disturbing thing, why don't we go over and break these drums together?"

"The sound of the drum is very nice." Ying Ze said, turned and sat down, closed his eyes, and seemed to be listening to the sound of the drum.

Ji Yaohua was taken aback for a moment, then blinked, and her eyes drifted outside the tent.

Boom——! Boom——! Boom——! Boom, boom, boom!

The melodious drums are endless, and each sound is louder, and each sound is more powerful than the sound.

The people on the Sunset Grassland were almost all affected by the sound of the drums. They didn't know what happened, but they were immersed in the sound of the drums, hoping that the sound of the drums would never stop.

The thunder in the night sky seemed to feel that his authority was being challenged.

Not only did it start roaring, it also attracted strong winds, raging against the Sunset Grassland.

In the Dragon Tooth camp, the strong wind blew so hard that everyone's clothes were rattling, and the flags were flying. The strong wind made Mu Qingge's hair dance wildly, but she remained unmoved and continued to dance the Linglong Spear.

The wonderful marksmanship is presented in front of everyone in another posture.

The dust on the ground was swept into the air by the strong wind, trying to confuse everyone's eyes. However, the Dragon Tooth Guards were not affected at all and continued to beat the drums in their hands.

This is the battle drum of the Mu family army. The sound of the drum represents the will of the Mu family army, and the iron will of the iron-blooded soldiers that will never collapse.

This is the first time that the sound of Mu's army's war drums resounded throughout the land of the ancient world.

Click -!

A bolt of lightning struck, as if to split the sky.

Lightning fell from the sky and directly struck a tree next to the training ground in Longya Camp.

The trunk was broken, and the skyfire burned the branches, illuminating the practice field even brighter.

Mu Qingge in the training ground has entered a state where human and spear are one. She only has Linglong Spear in her eyes, and the sound of war drums that has always accompanied her.

Wow-wow-wow-!

The downpour finally fell from the sky.

Bean-sized raindrops fell on the war drums, and the drumsticks fell, causing the water to jump and splash in all directions.

Mu Qingge didn't stop because of the heavy rain, and neither did the drumming. Everyone accompanied Mu Qingge in the rain, even Si Mo was no exception.

He stood in the rain, looked at the distressed woman, did not stop, did not persuade, just accompanied.

The rain slid across Mu Qingge's face, but it couldn't wash away the sharpness in her eyes.

The sudden drop of heavy rain woke up many people immersed in the sound of drums. They all returned to their tents to shelter from the rain, but they were no longer sleepy, and they were still quietly listening to the contagious sound of war drums.

"Second brother, it's raining, let's go in." Han Yiren blocked her forehead with one hand, and pulled Han Caicai's sleeve with the other.

Han Caicai stood in the heavy rain and didn't realize it. She just stared in the direction of the Longya Camp, feeling the sound of the drums.

He felt Mu Qingge's helplessness and entanglement at this moment, and he wished he could rush over to be with her and hug her in his arms.

However, he was stumped by an invisible thing and couldn't walk over.

'not enough! not enough! I don't have enough strength to protect you, I don't have enough qualifications to stand by your side! ’ Han Caicai’s hand hidden in his sleeve gradually clenched into a fist.

"Second brother..." Han Yiren pulled Han Caicai hard and brought him back to the tent.

...

The Dragon Tooth camp was mercilessly washed away by the heavy rain.

Si Mo threw Yan to the corner of the tent, and suddenly walked to the place full of drinks, picked up a jug of spirits, and walked to the training ground.

His woman needs to drink at this time!

He stepped out of the rain and attracted the attention of many people.

Xuanya and Jiya looked at him, they were already doubtful about his identity, now they were even more confused. They were puzzled because they didn't know what Si Mo was going to do, and they still held a jar of wine in their hands.

"Little Geer, take the wine!" Si Mo suddenly said, and he threw the wine jar in his hand directly at Mu Qingge.

Hearing Si Mo's voice, Mu Qingge did not turn around, but retracted the Linglong Spear, and caught the flying wine jar with the tail of the gun. With a slight force, the tail of the gun trembled slightly, and threw the wine jar into the In the air, a curved arc was drawn in the heavy rain, and it fell into her hands.

Tearing off the seal on the wine jar with one hand, Mu Qingge grabbed the mouth of the wine jar, raised the wine jar with his backhand and poured it down towards her.

The crystal clear liquor, mixed with rainwater, poured out and entered Mu Qingge's mouth.

She tilted her head back to drink, letting the rain wash over her face, her body, and the strong liquor poured down her throat, burning her blood.

Clang!

The tail of Linglong's gun was inserted into the ground, and the straight barrel of the gun shot straight into the sky, quietly accompanying Mu Qingge.

A jar of strong wine, after a while, has bottomed out.

Mu Qingge slammed the empty wine jar onto the ground, and it fell to pieces immediately.

The drums of war stopped neatly at this moment.

Everyone looked at Mu Qingge silently. There are no words, only physical companionship.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge felt that she was not alone. Her eyes swept across the faces, and finally fell on Si Mo's alluring face.

As if feeling Mu Qingge's eyes, Si Mo walked towards her.

The heavy rain fell on them, and they were already soaked.

Si Mo came to Mu Qingge and suddenly picked her up. Mu Qingge didn't resist, but put his arms around his neck.

This hug shocked many people.

Among them, Xuanya and Jiya were the most shocked, and of course the innocent Jing Hai also scared Xuankui who now worships Mu Qingge as an idol.

Mo Yang's eyes were a little dim, and he held the drumstick tightly, but he didn't make any undue movements.

Si Moheng hugged Mu Qingge, turned and left, and walked towards the main tent.

When passing by Youhe and Huayue, he told them: "Young Hehuayue, come in and serve."

You He and Huayue understood immediately, and immediately went to prepare hot water and a change of clothes.

Luya stood in the rain with a pale face, Si Mo and Mu Qingge's intimate behavior made her dare not think about what might happen. Xuanya's expression was also very strange and ugly, she looked at Luya and said, "Now I seem to know why the young master is not interested in you and me."

These words pierced into Luya's heart like a sharp knife, and the pain made it difficult for her to breathe.

She didn't want to look any further, and turned around and ran towards her tent as if fleeing. Xuanya looked at her back, shook her head slowly, and followed her.

"The drums stopped." Yingze felt a little regretful, and there was still unfinished emotion in his voice.

But Ji Yaohua stretched her waist, and said with a relieved expression: "It finally stopped, if I don't stop, I'm going to go berserk!" He yawned and said, "I'll go back and get a full sleep first, and wait until I wake up." Humph." He walked out of the tent, with his back turned to Yingze, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

...

Longya Camp, inside the main tent, was shrouded in mist, and the thick tent also blocked the sound of the rain outside.

Si Mo was already sitting on the bed dry and clean, taking off his black robe and only wearing a white undershirt. With black hair and white clothes, she is graceful and graceful, just like seeing her for the first time.

After Mu Qingge took a shower, she came out and saw this scene.

Her hair was still dripping, sticking wet. He was only wearing a loose undershirt. The purple earrings on her left ear had been removed by her a long time ago, she had removed the disguise and restored her beauty.

Youhe and Huayue have already left the main tent, and at this moment, there are only the two of them in the main tent.

Si Mo looked at her, his eyes fell on her dripping hair, and he couldn't help frowning. "come over."

He ordered her.

Mu Qingge walked over as promised, walked to the bed, and sat down. Si Mo took a clean cloth from her hand and wiped it lightly on her head.

A warm air flow hovered over Mu Qingge's head, making her very comfortable and feeling drowsy.

It wasn't until she felt her hair was dry that she realized that this man was drying her hair with spiritual power. A feeling of being spoiled touched her heart.

She turned around and sat opposite Si Mo, with a guilty look in her eyes, she said, "Sorry, I lost my composure earlier."

Si Mo shook his head slowly, pinched the tip of her nose, and said in a loving tone: "I only care, is my little Ge'er feeling better now?"

Mu Qingge nodded with a smile, and said in relief: "It's much better. In fact, the entanglements are just some past events, and there is no need to care about them at all."

She was complaining for the real Mu Qingge, and also for herself. Because, now she is Mu Qingge!

Mu Qingge gave her an identity, but she walked out step by step on the road under her feet.

Finding Sang Lanruo and figuring out what happened back then is her promise to Mu Xiong and what she can do for the real Mu Qingge. During that short time together, she clearly felt Mu Qingge's longing for her parents.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have followed her mother's instructions, disguised as a man and endured everything silently.

Because, she always firmly believes in her heart that this is the task her mother left for her, and she must complete it well and protect the Mu family.

Of course, when she really revealed the mystery, her mood became tangled and complicated again.

"It seems that I still have to go to Fusha City to explain everything I need to say. Then I will find a way to tell Grandpa about these things, so that this matter will be settled." Mu Qingge said to Si Mo.

"Don't force yourself." Si Mo said softly.

Mu Qingge nodded with a smile and said, "It's not forced. This is what I wanted to do, and it's also my promise to grandpa." She didn't know if she would treat Mu Xiong and Mu Lianrong the same way she did to Mu Xiong and Mu Lianrong after seeing Sang Lanruo. She didn't know what kind of mood it would be. But escaping was never something she would do.

Therefore, Fusha City, she must go!

Sang Lanruo, she must see her too!

Also, since Sang Lan could not save her father after nineteen years, she would take him away and would not keep him in Sang's house.

Even if Mu Liancheng is going to die, he should die in Mu's house!

"By the way, I suddenly have a younger brother and sister. This feeling makes me feel very strange." Mu Qingge said to Si Mo.

Si Mo raised his eyebrows, rubbed her hair and said, "It's fine to let things take their course."

Mu Qingge nodded in agreement, and said jokingly: "I finally understand why when I saw Sang Xuewu, I felt a sense of intimacy, and when I saw Sang Yichen, I also had the illusion of deja vu. cause trouble."

She didn't know how to accept the sudden appearance of her younger brother and sister.

However, she is not the only descendant of the Mu family, and she also feels like a brother, which makes her feel an indescribable feeling.

"Grandpa should be very happy to hear this news." Si Mo smiled at Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge frowned, "It's a pity, I just don't know how to let grandpa know." She is in the Middle Ages world, and there is no time to go back. Apart from her, the Mu family has future affairs, so how can they inform grandpa?

"Shall I help you?" Si Mo offered.

Mu Qingge's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "Do you have a solution?"

"Tell me what you want." Si Mo's eyes were full of doting, looking at her.

Mu Qingge thought for a while, and while thinking, said: "Is there any way for me and grandpa to send messages to each other?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Qingge shook his head.

If there was such a method, according to Si Mo's temperament, it would have been used between the two of them long ago.

"It's a bit difficult for others." Mu Qingge said with a sneer.

Si Mo smiled and said, "Although I can't meet your request for the time being, I will consider it carefully. Now if Xiao Geer wants to send news to Linchuan Mu's family, I can help you."

"What!" Mu Qingge's eyes lit up.

Si Mo took out a transparent card-like thing, and Mu Qingge asked, "What is it?"

"This is called a messenger. You can record what you say and send it to where you want to pass it on. But each one can only be used once. This time I brought three. I will bring you more next time." Si Mo explained.

"So amazing?" Mu Qingge blinked, and reached out to take the messenger talisman. Naturally, she would not be polite to Si Mo.

"Try it and you'll know. However, the Messenger Talisman can only send back messages, but not a response," Si Mo said.

Mu Qingge pondered for a while, and said: "That is to say, after Grandpa received the news, he couldn't reply to me."

Si Mo nodded.

But he immediately said: "I can also send someone to send some messenger symbols to the old man. In this way, the effect you want can be achieved, but it cannot be communicated in real time as you expected."

"Okay!" Mu Qingge said simply. Then she laughed again, and said teasingly: "My grandfather once called you a holy king old man, but now you call him old man, such a messy title."

Si Mo said bitterly, "For a cultivator, age is nothing at all. Besides, I am his grandson-in-law, and it is correct to call him grandpa or old man."

Mu Qingge stared at him dumbfounded, she didn't expect Si Mo to be so capable. After talking for a long time, it's not that he doesn't want to admit that he is the youngest.

"Ahem." Mu Qingge changed the subject, "How long will it take for this messenger talisman to reach Grandpa?"

"One day." Si Mo replied.

one day? That's pretty fast!

Mu Qingge glanced at Si Mo, took a deep breath, and said to the messenger talisman: "Grandpa, I am Qingge. I have already found the Sang family. It turns out... If Sang Lan hadn't died, she had found her father back then. But she was brought back to the Middle Ages by the Sang family. At that time, she was pregnant and gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins for the Mu family. I have already seen it. It's just... I don't know how to face them. Sang Lanruo. Also, they said that my father can still be saved, I will go and see, whether my father can be saved or not, I will bring him back to you. Everything is fine here, and you have to take care of yourself. Yes How about my aunt? My cousin or cousin, who should be called grandpa by now, say hello to them for me. I'll be back."

After Mu Qingge finished speaking, she looked at Si Mo.

Si Mo taught Mu Qingge a magic trick, and after Mu Qingge performed it, the messenger symbol in his hand turned into a white light and flew out.

"That's all right?" Mu Qingge asked in surprise.

Si Mo nodded, "The old man will hear from you soon."

He shook Mu Qingge's hand and said to her: "I will also send a letter back immediately and send someone to deliver the amulet to the old man."

"Thank you." Mu Qingge said moved.

"Fool, didn't you say mine is yours? What's the point of thanking you for using your own?" Si Mo laughed.

Mu Qingge smiled, and said to him: "Tonight, I'm afraid I scared many people."

"It's good to indulge once in a while, Xiao Ge'er, don't push yourself too hard." Si Mo shook his head.

Mu Qingge took a deep breath, nodded and said: "In the beginning, I was really moved by my heart, but later I entered a very mysterious realm, which gave me a new understanding of Linglong's marksmanship. Windfall."

"Then I want to congratulate you." Si Mo played with her hair, smiling like a spring breeze.

That incomparably handsome face, with its picturesque features and impeccable features, seemed to have absorbed all kinds of amorous feelings in the world. Mu Qingge looked a little crazy, she had to admit that this face had enough charm to make all women fall in love.

Fortunately, Si Mo doesn't often appear in front of people, so she can enjoy this beauty to herself.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge's eyes sharpened, she grabbed Si Mo's skirt, brought him in front of her, and asked vigilantly: "In your territory, is there any woman who admires you?"

Before Si Mo could speak, she warned again, "Don't lie to me and say no!"

Si Mo opened his mouth, looked helplessly at the strong little woman and said, "There are quite a few, but I don't care about them, and they know it."

"They? It seems that there are quite a few of them." Mu Qingge's tone was a little more sour.

"I only have Xiao Ge'er in my heart. I can't even remember the names of those women you mentioned." Si Mo hurriedly expressed his opinion.

Mu Qingge gritted her teeth and said, "You are mine, anyone who dares to covet you is provoking me!"

Si Mo smiled and nodded.

Although Mu Qingge's way of expressing his love is always so domineering, but he just damn likes it.

Suddenly, Mu Qingge leaned over and approached him.

Si Mo couldn't help holding his breath, looking at her with a strange color in his amber eyes, guessing her intentions.

Mu Qingge's clear eyes looked at Si Mo's face, and his eyes swept across his face, from the eyebrows, to the peak of the nose, to the cherry lips, and then to his Adam's apple. clavicle.

Inside the tent, there was a swallowing sound.

Si Mo looked at her, with surprise, anticipation, and excitement in his amber eyes.

Mu Qingge's eyes moved up and met his eyes. She said hoarsely: "In order to prevent you from being remembered, I decided to leave a mark."

"What mark does Xiao Geer want to leave behind?" Si Mo asked slowly. His voice was not as calm as usual at the moment, it trembled slightly, but it released a power that could seduce the soul.

His eyes, because of Mu Qingge's posture, inevitably saw the seductive scenery looming in her loose skirt.

Si Mo's breathing stopped, and the scenery hidden under the skirt of his clothes was simply the most beautiful scenery he had ever seen, bar none.

"I want you." Mu Qingge uttered these three words clearly, and leaned forward, bringing the distance between the two closer.

Si Mo leaned back, leaning on the bed with his elbows.

I want you!

These three words struck his heart, causing it to start beating violently. "Xiao Ge'er, do you know what you are talking about to yourself?"

Mu Qingge leaned forward, supporting the bed with one hand, while the other lifted Si Mo's chin. She breathed out and said, "Of course I know! I've figured it out, anyway, you are me." Why should I bear to wrong myself?"

Si Mo's temples twitched, he gritted his teeth and said, "I should be the one who said that!" Damn it, who is holding back?

Mu Qingge shrugged, and said nonchalantly: "So, I have decided, I want you tonight, let you be famous and worthy, completely become my person, and cut off the thoughts of those wild flowers and weeds outside."

Si Mo's eyes softened, and a rosy color gradually emerged from the deep amber eyes, coquettish and seductive, like a poppy, exuding an inspiring fragrance, luring Mu Qingge step by step.

"Little Geer, you won't regret it." Si Mo's voice became hot and hoarse because of Mu Qingge's actions. He is restraining himself, but if this little thing wants to back down now, he won't allow it!

"Regret?" Mu Qingge raised her eyebrows, and said domineeringly: "My lord never knows how to write the word regret!"

"Ah Mo, are you ready?" Mu Qingge showed a beautiful smile to Si Mo.

Si Mo skipped a beat in his heart, narrowed his eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "My little Geer, are you ready?"

The candlelight shone on the faces of the two of them, equally beautiful and alluring. Even on the outside, the two are not to be outdone. Under the flickering candlelight, her evenly matched beauty became soft and harmonious, so a perfect match.

"Red candles warm the tent, and a moment in the spring night is worth a thousand gold." Mu Qingge extinguished the candle with a flick of his fingers, and plunged the tent into darkness.

However, after the heavy rain, the stars that saw the sky again spilled in and fell on the two people on the bed, allowing them to see each other clearly.

The bottom of Si Mo's eyes reflected Mu Qingge's beautiful and charming figure at the moment.

And Mu Qingge's eyes also reflected Si Mo's gentle and caring eyes...

Finally, she lowered her head, caught the cool lips in the man's expectation, sniffed his breath, and easily pried open his defense.

Mu Qingge's initiative made the trace of hidden anxiety in Si Mo's eyes finally turn into surprise.

He put his arms around Mu Qingge's slender waist, turned over hard, and pressed her under him. Turning passive into active, frantically demanding the beauty from her lips.

The main attack was robbed, Mu Qingge's eyes widened, not to be outdone, and turned over with the same force, switching the seats of the two of them.

Being crushed under Mu Qingge again, Si Mo's eyes showed a trace of helplessness.

Taking Mu Qingge's provocative expression into his eyes, he decided to let her just once. Si Mo gave up his resistance, and Mu Qingge was in high spirits.

This kiss was extremely passionate, as if it could melt them into each other.

I don't know about it, but it is silently fermented. Perhaps, at the moment when Mu Qingge just crossed over and met Si Mo for the first time, they were doomed to each other, but they didn't know it.

Or maybe, at that time, if someone told her that she and Si Mo had such a fate, she would sneer disdainfully and choose not to believe it.

However, tonight, she willingly handed herself over to let that man get what he wanted...

After the rain, the night sky became brighter and clearer, and the stars shone like blooming flowers, covering the main tent in the army, covering up the charming rose fragrance.