[Chapter 405 Chapter 405 The Vicious Fake Goddess (16)]
Yan Qing pinched the knife at the side of her neck and moved it aside. She looked directly at the man, her eyes were clear and there was no trace of calculation in them.
"I can help you conquer the world."
Mu Liancheng pressed her to sit on the Buddha's head, and increased the strength of his left hand that was pinching her scapula, and the sharp blade that had just been pushed away approached again.
"Just you?" When his narrow golden eyes narrowed, they were as sharp as the scimitar in his hand.
The heavy, metallic voice, mixed with a muffled laugh forced from the throat, was full of irony.
Yan Qing raised her hand and pressed it on his chest: "Now everyone thinks that I am the goddess. There is no need to discuss whether it is true or not. Your Majesty, do you think that I am not enough in this situation?"
She smiled coquettishly, her tone was hooked and she seemed to be complaining.
Mu Liancheng pondered for a moment, as if he was convinced by her, and sheathed the scimitar in his hand.
He only pinched her scapula, and the big hand that restricted her movements tightened slightly.
"Give me a reason that will make me believe it." The man suddenly loosened his grip, straightened his body, and looked down at her condescendingly.
With a body of more than 1.9 meters tall, just standing there, he gives people a great sense of oppression.
Perhaps he was certain that the girl would not play tricks under his nose, so Mu Liancheng quietly moved his right hand, which was touching the hilt of the knife, down to play with the hanging golden tassel.
Yan Qing wrapped himself around him like a snake, plucking whiskers from a tiger's face, and slid his soft jade fingers down his arm until he reached the back of his hand closest to the weapon.
"We have the same enemy." She raised her eyes and chuckled, with a hint of murderous intent on her face.
Mu Liancheng grabbed her wrist with his hand, but loosened his grip slightly when he saw the sadness and hatred suddenly bursting out of her eyes.
Yan Qing lowered her eyes, and when she raised her face again, her eyes were already filled with tears: "My parents and brother all died at the hands of those evil people in the Tantric sect."
As if recalling the tragic death of her family, she took a deep breath, but still couldn't suppress the sobs in her voice, and her whole body trembled slightly as if she had experienced a blow.
Mu Liancheng stared at her doubtfully, and saw the girl, who was immersed in grief a moment ago, throw herself on his chest and wipe the tears from her face with his clothes.
Yan Qing was able to control his emotions: "Let Wu Sa die without a burial place, this is my condition."
Without waiting for the man to speak, she continued, "Your Majesty, there is no need to question whether I am qualified to cooperate with Nan Jiang. My qualification is to protect the people's faith."
As she said this, her eyes glanced behind Mu Liancheng and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.
Mu Liancheng looked at her with a hint of interest in his golden eyes. He had seen women who were not afraid of death before.
But there has never been anyone who dared to negotiate with him in a dignified manner.
Thinking of Fan Xi's request, he suddenly felt that it would be a good idea to bring such an interesting person back to Nanjiang.
You know, originally, he came here to kill her.
Before he saw anyone, he still felt that there was no need for him to go out in person. To deal with Beiyou's group of weaklings, he could just send a few warriors.
Now that I think about it, I feel that Fan Xi is really a man of foresight.
If other people were to rely on themselves, they might not be able to catch this slippery loach that is good at deceiving people.
"I want all the people to submit to me, and I don't need anyone's help." His voice was filled with awe-inspiring pride.
He held the person in front of him in his arms and was about to take her away.
The girl, who had a submissive look just now, suddenly struggled and looked frightened.
Yan Qing flapped his hands, trying to break free from his restraints, and cried in fear: "No, no! I don't want to go with you!"
Mu Liancheng didn't understand the reason for her sudden change, but based on his previous understanding of her, he was already alert.
"You can't make your own decision." He snorted.
It was already late, and the men arranged by outsiders had already led Beiyou's people away. He only needed to take the goddess that Fanxi wanted and reunite with his own people.
The sudden murderous intent behind him made him immediately tense up and alert, and he took Yan Qing and dodged to the side.
The first thing that came into his sight was a white wolf with bright fur. After seeing that he had dodged, it lay on the ground with its front legs, shoulders hunched, and stared at him with bared teeth and angry eyes.
A wolf of this quality must be the leader among wolves.
He looked at Yan Qing in astonishment. He had originally been somewhat disdainful of her so-called goddess identity, but now that he saw Bai Lang protecting him, his eyes flickered and he found it extremely interesting.
Without loosening the hand around his waist, he drew the scimitar from his waist with his other hand and held it horizontally in front of him.
He had faced large wild beasts alone before, so he didn't think that a single animal like this could block his way.
Although it would be more advantageous for him to fight with all his strength, that certain woman was really cunning. If he left her aside, he would have to spend more time guarding against her hidden weapons.
That thin silver needle was still lying on the ground.
"Ah~" Xiaobai let out a long cry.
To Yan Qing, it sounded like, "Master, don't panic. The boss and I are here to save you."
It howled twice more: "Damn human, taste my power!"
He pounced towards Mu Liancheng at lightning speed, but was kicked away by the man the next moment, rolling around in a mess.
Yan Qing covered his face. This guy must have lived too comfortably. He looked a lot fatter.
If she really had to rely on Xiaobai alone, she thought her midnight snack would probably be wolf meat.
"Pets are really like people, they all love to show off." Mu Liancheng smiled as he carried her forward, intending to have a snack after finishing the white wolf.
"Roar, ahhh~" Xiaobai climbed up again and howled.
It looked at Yan Qing flatteringly: "Mistake, mistake, Master, you have to believe in my ability. If things don't work out, there is always the boss."
Speak of the devil, and here comes a stone coming from the side with great speed and accuracy.
Mu Liancheng turned his wrist quickly, causing the blade to clang.
When he tilted his head to take a closer look, he saw the young man standing on the windowsill, staring at him fiercely.
The ferocious gaze was like that of a wild beast out of control, ready to bite through his neck.
Just a look made Mu Liancheng feel a sense of crisis, as if he was on a battlefield with swords and sabers, and the enemy's weapons could stab at him from all directions at any time.
Yan Qing couldn't help but let out a smile: "Your Majesty, are you sure you want to fight with me, a burden?"
She emphasized the word "burden", and a hint of pride could be seen in her expression.
Qiang Zhi didn't give the man any time to think. He cooperated well with Xiaobai and launched the attack at the same time.
Mu Liancheng weighed it for a moment, pressed the acupoints of the person in his arms, and then pushed him out.
He was not used as a meat shield but was directly sent out of the battle circle. Yan Qing felt that this cruel king who was rumored to kill people without blinking an eye was actually quite upright.
After a brief numbness in her body, she easily broke through the orgasm.
Having stayed in the ancient dimension for such a long time, how could she not learn some skills to rely on? Even if she fought against Mu Liancheng, she was confident that she would be invincible.
But they will meet again in the future, so she pretends to be gentle and obedient for the moment, keeping something in reserve for the future.
But she had reminded the man from the beginning -
"Never try to discuss the mysteries of the human body with a doctor."
After all, Mu Liancheng was a ruthless man who had experienced countless fights on the battlefield. Even when facing two opponents, he still had the upper hand.
But Qiang Zhi is different. Although he has human body, he is as fast as a beast. Every inch of his muscles and teeth are sharp weapons.
As soon as the distance was shortened, Mu Liancheng would feel exhausted.
Glancing at Yan Qing who had voluntarily untied his clothes and was standing aside leisurely watching the show, his calm expression changed.
"Be careful, my lord." Yan Qing gave a kind smile, seemingly giving a friendly reminder, and gently twisted a few silver needles between his fingers.
A hint of darkness flashed across Mu Liancheng's golden eyes, and he was distracted for a moment, which gave Qiang Zhi an opportunity to take advantage of. He stabbed out with force with the scimitar in his hand.
The young man whose shoulder was pierced faced the blade head-on. Unafraid of death or pain, he bit his arm hard and tore off a piece of flesh with force.
Xiaobai became even more excited when he smelled the blood, and his green eyes began to shine.
Yan Qing's silver needles also exerted force at this time. He dodged a few of them by leaning sideways, but one of them hit him right three inches below his abdomen.
The stinging pain seemed to penetrate deep into his bones, making him almost ignore the wound on his arm.
He suddenly pulled the knife out of the boy's body and threw the bloody scimitar at the white wolf, clearing a path for himself.
Before jumping out of the window to escape, he squinted his eyes, turned back, and curled his lips towards Yan Qing, with a smile that contained some danger.
Yan Qing blinked innocently, waved his hand, and moved his lips silently: "See you next time."
Qiang Zhi and Xiao Bai wanted to chase after her, but she stopped them.
She stepped forward to check the boy's injuries, gave him an injection to stop the bleeding, and glared at him unhappily: "Fighting is about making others bleed, not about you hurting yourself by a thousand and injuring others by eight hundred."
Qiang Zhi tilted his head and looked at her, not being able to understand what she meant. But seeing that she seemed a little angry, he nodded obediently, and then nudged his head against her shoulder.
Xiaobai stood aside with his head lowered, glancing at her secretly with his wolf eyes rolled up, as if he knew that his performance just now was not satisfactory.
"Have the other wolves come down?" Yan Qing asked.
Xiaobai howled: "Here comes a group, go and bite those bad guys."
Realizing that the bad guys it was referring to might be Mu Liancheng's people, her smile widened a little. The man who was restrained probably couldn't cause any more trouble.
The wound caused by Qiang Zhi's bite was easy to heal, but the needle she gave him at the critical point was enough to make him feel better for a long time.
After leaving the ruined temple, Mu Liancheng reunited with his subordinates.
"Your Majesty, your wound..." Seeing the bloody and mangled area on his arm, the chief guard was horrified. "I failed to protect Your Majesty. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."
The others immediately followed suit and knelt on the ground.
Seeing their startled expressions, Mu Liancheng frowned unhappily and said, "Get up, what's wrong with you?"
He glanced at the slightly dishevelled team.
They are all the elites of his Nanjiang. He would not treat those useless people of Beiyou like this.
"Your Majesty, we approached the Beiyou camp as planned, but were attacked by a pack of wolves." The captain of the guards said this with a puzzled look on his face.
Wolves generally do not appear on the edge of the grassland, especially in such a large-scale migration.
Mu Liancheng's plan was to let Nan Jiang and his group of elites divert Beiyou's attention, and then strike back to give Beiyou a warning.
Unfortunately, mistakes were made on both sides.
He had a sullen face, and his angular, bronzed features looked even more wild and exotic in the moonlight.
"Interesting." The look in the golden eyes changed.
He tore open his robe and wrapped it around his arm, twisted it with his teeth to stop the bleeding, then led his men back home.
He had pulled out the silver needle that had pierced the sensitive part long ago. The pain only lasted for a while and there was no other discomfort, so he didn't take it seriously.
When the next attack came, he wanted to strangle Yan Qing to death.
Tusang brought his men back to the Beiyou camp. Cheng Su saw the large number of captured horse bandits and his eyes lit up with excitement.
With these people around, it would be easier for him to report back.
He held Tusan's hand and praised him for a while, and he didn't feel the murderous intent emanating from the young man at all.
Tusan shook him off and disappeared into the night again.
Cheng Su was a bohemian person, and he was not at ease handing Lan Yin over to such a person, so he first went to find Lan Yin who had been waiting for them there.
The two of them took advantage of the moonlight to look for Yan Qing everywhere.
This time, Cheng Su was not angry because of his cold attitude. He ordered his men to tie up all the horse bandits.
Of course he knew that these were people raised by Wu Sa, but at the critical moment, based on the idea that he would rather die than let his teammates die, he only knew to hand them over to ensure his own peace of mind for the time being.
Since the emperor was not angry with him, the second son naturally had no chance to take advantage of the situation.
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It was late at night, and Qiang Zhi was injured again, so Yan Qing gave up the plan of going back to find Cheng Su directly, and brought the boy back to where he was staying in the village.
The young man, who was born with a defiant face, was now covered in blood, like an Asura coming from the underworld.
He stared at Yan Qing's face with a dull expression, and a dull look diluted the heroic spirit on his face.
It’s like the heroic Zhou Gongjin suddenly lost his smart brain.
Yan Qing first went to boil a pot of water, preparing to use some of the herbs that he had left over from before to prepare a medicinal bath for the young man.
This guy didn't even want to stay in bed, but insisted on following her closely.
Xiaobai was adding firewood on the side, looking very fawning.
After completing the preparations, she asked Xiaobai to guard outside the yard, then tested the water temperature and asked Qiangzhi to take off his clothes and step into the wooden barrel.
The boy was very obedient. He tore off his clothes and revealed his well-defined muscles.
His physique is not as explosive as Mu Liancheng's, but it should not be underestimated.
Seeing Yan Qing pointing at the wooden barrel, he happily jumped in, and the water splashed all over the floor when the heavy object fell.
Yan Qing stepped back immediately to avoid getting her dress wet.
"How hasty." Seeing the wound on the boy's shoulder bleeding again, she sighed, resigned herself to her fate and went forward to help him deal with it.
Qiang Zhi emerged from the water and shook his head, splashing water all over her face.
He came over with great joy and wanted to put his wet head into her arms.
He looks exactly like a wolf cub.
Yan Qing took a towel and told him to wash himself, avoiding the wound. He rolled his eyes and put the towel in his mouth to play with it.
In the past, no one could control him, whether in the mountains or among the Thirteen Tribes. He never used those sophisticated gadgets of humans, and when he wanted to take a bath, he would just jump into the river and swim.
This is true whether it is hot summer or cold winter.
However, his nose was as sensitive as that of an animal. When he smelled something on someone's body, he would run to the river, dragging Xiaobai with him.
Yan Qing had no choice but to walk around the tub to wipe his body, which was a small experience of the hardship of being both a father and a mother.
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