The Glory of the King of Qin

"..." The six-fingered black man closed his eyes and seemed to be waiting to die.

It's different from the previous time when he won the building. This time, his injuries were all broken, and his background was completely gone, and he was already powerless. Therefore, Feiyan's words, he didn't care at all, and he didn't believe that she would really use secret techniques. To torture yourself by letting yourself hang up.

And what he was like made Feiyan so embarrassed and annoyed that he wanted to cut this person into eight pieces.

"Killing a hypocrite like you is just getting my hands dirty!" Although he was angry, he knew exactly what he was doing.

The skill dissipated, and the six-fingered black man landed on the sand with a bang.

Mo Meijian flew into Feiyan's hands instantly, turning around and disappearing into the night, there was only a faint voice in the air: "The transaction is over here, as for the remaining resources, I will have someone send them to you. In my hand." She didn't want to stay here, and of course she shouldn't have appeared, but just now, she thought it would be better to take the Momei Sword by herself!

"In the vast desert, I don't know when will we see the sun again? It's just that Zhuge Liang is the sage of which family, why has he never heard of it!!" Zi Nu said to herself, turned around and slowly left, and the heavily injured werewolf and Wushuang Ghost behind her, One lame followed, the other crawled, and a group of people slowly disappeared into the night.

And a few gusts of wind blew, and the six-fingered black man was soon drowned in the yellow sand.

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Among Loulan.

The high priest stood on the statue of the goddess, looking at the ruins below and the moaning people. His face was as pale as paper, his eyes were twinkling, and he was very haggard. After staying for a long time, he seemed to have made up his mind and turned away.

"Marriage?" Yinglou frowned and looked at the high priest. This does not seem to be an excessive condition. In this era, cooperation between the two countries and strengthening mutual trust through marriage can be said to be normal, just like 490 Daqin, a subsidiary of South Korea, sent the red lotus to Qin to be betrothed to himself, promoting the 'cooperation' between the two sides.

"There's nothing wrong with that. The question is, how does the high priest want to marry?" Ying Lou said.Loulan doesn't have anything like a goddess or a saint, let alone a princess. Could it be... Look at the high priest!

"That's right, it's me!" The high priest said very weakly: "Of course, I know that due to etiquette, it is unlikely that the prince of Qin will marry a foreign woman from me! Therefore, I have thought about retreating and asking. Second..."

After that, the high priest looked at Yinglou: "Uncle, do you think I am beautiful?"

"It's natural, the beauty of the high priest can be said to be a rare beauty in the world! Wait... The high priest is the next best thing?" Ying Lou looked at her very straightforward eyes and said.

"Uncle is smart, you are the nephew of the king of Qin, and you are also in charge of the army to guard the frontier. If nothing else happens, the king of Qin will probably hand over the matter of Loulan to the uncle, and even send troops to garrison. Based on two points, marry him and be close to him. The prince of Qin, who is irrelevant and unlikely, might as well marry the uncle, at least I know what kind of person the uncle is!" The high priest spoke softly, but the pale face slowly faded away. Slightly hot!

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089. Moon Night

Yinglou looked at the high priest, it was hard to imagine that she actually put forward such an additional condition. ? Miscellaneous ⌒ Zhi ⌒ insects?

"Are you sure the High Priest is not joking?" Ying Lou said.

"Famous festivals are extremely important to the position of the high priest. My uncle thinks I will take this matter lightly?" the high priest said.

"..." Yinglou was a little speechless, seeing the serious look on the high priest's face, this was definitely not impulsive, but speaking in front of him was tantamount to standing in front of him and saying that he wanted to marry him, and he was really not used to it. , said: "The high priest is not afraid that it is not me who will preside over the Loulan affairs, but someone else? In that case, the bamboo basket will be empty!"

"I'm willing to gamble!" The high priest said stubbornly and firmly.

"The high priest must think carefully and not be impulsive. It must be known that once this matter is written, it will not be regrettable at any time if you want to regret it..." Yinglou reminded.

"For Loulan, I have already paid a painful price for hesitation. I can't lose the opportunity this time! Even if it's wrong... Uncle's prevarication, do you think I'm not worthy of my uncle?" High Priest Bei She gritted her teeth and said, this decision was made with great determination, and she almost abandoned the shame and dignity of her high priest. If Yinglou refused outright, she... I can't even estimate it myself. What will happen to yourself!

"I already have a wife...a Korean princess!" Yinglou said silently.

"I... I didn't think about being a wife!" The high priest was silent for a while, and then said softly, although he still had hope, he was already mentally prepared, slightly disappointed, and not arguing about anything.

"In your capacity, if you have to betrothed to me as a prince of Daqin, it is not impossible to win. After all, every prince should always be ready to dedicate himself to the growth of the Qin country, and getting a wife and relatives is one of them. Since ancient times, Both countries and relatives are like this...々"..." Ying Loudao, but he knew very well in his heart that among the entire Daqin princes, the only one who was similar to the high priest's grade was Fusu, and Fusu's identity was destined to be impossible to marry her. Yes, unless Fusu becomes the king of Qin someday, he is married to a troublesome person who will block his ascendance, and apart from Fusu, his age is a problem.

"Have they ever held an army, participated in government affairs, or kissed the King of Qin's will?" said the high priest.

"This...there will always be a chance in the future!" Yinglou hesitated, only Fusu was involved in the administration of the government, and there was no one in charge of the army. As for getting close to Yingzheng, come on, there is no one of his own sons for an emperor like Yingzheng. close.

"Is there a chance in the future?" The high priest looked at Yinglou with clear eyes and questioning.

"Naturally there is a chance. After all, the six kingdoms have not yet been unified, and there are too many uncertain factors in the future!" After speaking, Yinglou's words stopped, and he looked at the high priest's face gradually pale, but his clear eyes were helpless. With a little emotion, he smiled lightly: "Forget it, since the high priest is so fond of it, Lou Duan has no reason to refuse..."

After all, Ying Lou just copied it with his hand, and hugged the high priest's willow-like waist in his arms.

The high priest was slightly exclaimed, as if to resist, but soon, she lowered her brows on the spot, her face was reddish, her cheeks were pink, and her voice was low, and she closed her eyes gently, as if accepting her fate. , especially when Yinglou's big hand descended directly from his waist down to his pink buttocks, his whole body trembled slightly, and his palms were already sweaty.

Breathing becomes extremely fast, I can clearly smell the other party's smell, and I can even hear the other party's heartbeat through the close heart, which makes people panic!A long time has passed, and it seems that several hours have passed.

Snapped!

Ying Lou squeezed it without any pity, and then slapped it vigorously.

The high priest exclaimed and came back to his senses, and the voice of Yinglou came from his ears: "The high priest, don't regret it!"

The high priest's face changed suddenly, he took a deep breath, and then said: "You can call me Yuexi!"

"Huh?" Yinglou looked at her puzzled.

"Before I became the high priest, my mother called me Yuexi!" The high priest tried her best to suppress the resistance in her heart. A casual woman, this kind of thing, at least until the two sides exchange credentials and officially worship the world!

But she held back. On the one hand, compared with the etiquette of the Central Plains, the Western Regions were less particular and more open. On the other hand, in the final analysis, she was still a little uncertain about Yinglou's character, and Loulan's life and death were still at hand. control in his hands.

"Yuexi, August [-]th, the Mid-Autumn Festival Yuexi, the name is good!" The winning hand gently raised the round jaw of the high priest, looked at the moist and bright pink lips, and said: ".〃 Of course, people are more beautiful!"

Looking at the back of Yinglou leaving, the high priest softened. This is a double-layered powerlessness of body and spirit!After all, he is just a young child who has never experienced real life and death, and has never experienced the affair between a man and a woman between a bed and a bed. He has experienced the destruction and bloodshed of Loulan, and has been kneaded by Yinglou a few times. How can he endure it as always? live.

Yinglou knew what the high priest was thinking. Of course, any smarter person could understand that she wanted to use herself to tie herself to Loulan's car, so as to obtain maximum safety and freedom for Loulan.

And dear, this is a very smart choice.

However, Heqin's goal is locked on himself, and Yinglou doesn't know how to describe how good or bad it is.

Obviously, the high priest still underestimated Loulan's role, but she couldn't blame her. After all, people who thought so far, the whole Daqin or the whole world, would be difficult to see, not to mention Loulan's The sudden robbery destroyed her original mind. Although it was over, it was still difficult to calm down. In addition, the 'toughness' before winning the building made her even more uncertain, and she couldn't understand Da Qin, or the intention of winning the building.

And Yinglou naturally won't explain too much to the high priest. Could it be telling her that Loulan's strategic position is very important?Maybe even serve as a fortress against the Huns in the future?Or a springboard to the European desert?Even more, many years later, if Loulan rises, the deserts of the Western Regions will be nourished by a large amount of water and will be 'resurrected' again. For Da Qin, it is equivalent to gaining thousands of miles of available territory without a single soldier. This is enough for Ying Zheng to change what kind of shit. Rules wait?