Or should I be depressed that my kissing skills really need improvement?
But looking at his wife who was completely relaxed and sleeping soundly, Qian Yeming couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips.
This woman is the one he would give everything for. Even if he can't do anything else in this life and can only hold her like this, letting her sleep comfortably in his arms, and just looking at her, he would be satisfied.
The night was quiet. After walking in the desert for an afternoon, everyone was tired. Less than an hour after entering their respective tents, not even the sound of conversation or talking could be heard in the entire tent area.
However, this peaceful atmosphere didn't last long. About an hour later, after everyone had fallen asleep, a discordant sound was heard from the tent not far away.
Qian Yeming, who had quickly fallen asleep while cuddling his wife, was awakened by the sound of someone getting up in a nearby tent and calling out to their friends. His brow furrowed slightly in anxiety, and after checking to see that the person in his arms showed no signs of waking, he settled back into a state of rest, paying no attention to the group of people approaching.
Those who come to the desert to search for treasure are not ordinary people. The murderous aura outside the tent naturally attracted the attention of some martial arts masters. However, after confirming that these people's targets were not themselves or their own people, they continued to close their eyes and rest, just like Qian Yeming.
This is just a temporary team, and there is absolutely no need for them to put themselves in danger for others.
The actions of this group of people also made Jifeng and Qingfeng laugh thoroughly. They were thinking of setting off in an hour to kill these people who displeased their master, but who knew that these idiots were so greedy that they attacked them without even testing them.
I used to look down on the swift and gentle spirits of this group of people, but now I can't help but applaud their audacity. I really don't know how this group of people managed to survive to this age.
The leading man in black brought his eighteen brothers, swords in hand, to the tent of Qian Yeming and Murong Xiao. He waved at them. Instantly, the eighteen men swarmed forward, making as little noise as possible as they rushed into the tent.
“Puff, puff, puff—”
There were bursts of small splashing sounds like boiling water, and the ten people in the front had already fallen to the ground. They all covered their necks, blood gushed out, and after twitching their bodies, the ten men who were full of energy just now had now turned into ten warm corpses.
The leading man in black widened his eyes when he saw this scene, and the remaining eight people who were rushing in the back quickly retreated to the back of the boss in this weird and silent massacre, looking at the two servants who didn't even have any muscles with horror.
Although they also knew that real masters generally did not have big muscles, but when they saw that this group of people did not even have a murderous aura, they thought they were easy to control.
Who would have thought that these two seemingly insignificant servants were actually such masters? Even the top masters in the martial arts world would have to avoid such a killing method!
The face of the leader of the men in black could be described as one that had eaten a mouthful of shit. He clasped his hands together, knelt on the ground, and was about to beg for mercy.
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