After being kidnapped by the exotic wolf dog

Fang Xuyu wanted to die.

Fang Xuyu: "I can't do it, I really can't do it."

Saxi: "My family has a lot of gold, and I will give it to you."

……

Fang Xuyu: "The gold is useless, I will really die."

Sa Xi: "I still have a whole room of blood stones in the north, and I'll give it to you too."

……

Fang Xuyu: "Please give me the bloodstone, I can't take it anymore, I really don't want it."

Sa Xi: "Then marry me, sir. I will give you the most wealth in the entire barren north, gold, silver, bloodstone from the barren north, and pearls from the South China Sea, all for you."

Saxi: "Do you want it, okay, sir?"

Fang Xuyu blushed and nodded indiscriminately.

……

Fang Xuyu's face stinks after waking up.

Saxi sent all the hostages to Hannan, leaving him alone.

Now he really wants to grab the woman who said he went through the back door yesterday, and tell her how much he regrets going through the back door.

Sa Xi lay on his lap, coquettishly like a cat, and pressed Fang Xuyu's hand on her blond hair as if flattering: "Sir, I was wrong."

Fang Xuyu closed her eyes, suppressed her shame and said, "After five days... I will go back to Hannan."

Sa Xi was aggrieved and said: "Can you go to the wild north first, and then go to Hannan?"

Fang Xuyu said: "Why?"

Sa Xi: "I want Mr. Fang to marry me first."

Fang Xuyu's eyelashes trembled, just when Sa Xi thought he would refuse, Fang Xuyu suddenly stretched out her hand, and put a small blue flower with half of its petals on Sa Xi's hair.

Then Fang Xuyu took out the scimitar Sa Xi gave him, and took the knife out of its sheath.

He laughed and said, "Why don't I teach you first, how to 'make a couple with hair'."

end

1 Extra Story

A game has always been popular among the nobles in the wild north.

That is: Han hunters.

The origin of this game is that the nobles in the wild north discovered that almost every month, a team of Han Chinese exiled by the Han country would pass through the edge of the desert.

This group of people is hungry and ragged, like a group of sick lambs, but they are like a group of rabbits when they startle, which is very interesting.

The nobles of the wild north usually like to hunt out the most beautiful one from a group of gray Han people and bring them back to the wild north, and compare them with other nobles from the wild north who went to hunt Han people to see who hunted the most beautiful Han people.

Saxi has heard of this game for many years, but it is also the first time to join this game.

My mother said that this is a way to integrate into the nobles in the wild north as soon as possible. If the Han people he hunted are beautiful enough, it will be easier for Sa Xi, a new aristocrat who has just grown up, to be accepted by the group of picky and arrogant nobles and gain a firm foothold among them. .

After all, this game depends on both luck and strength.

Saxi had seen other nobles hunting Han people. Those barbarian nobles first killed the Han officers and soldiers who led the team, and then drove their fierce tall horses into the panicked Han people.

They held the long poles of the horses, strangled the necks of the fleeing Han people in panic, slowly tightened the pole lines like playing with small animals, and dragged the people to the front step by step.

They laughed and raised the weeping cheeks of the captured Han people. If they were satisfied, they tore off the clothes of the Han people on the spot, pressed the helpless crying Han people on the most powerful horses, and had sex with them like animals.

They call this behavior "possession."

Slowly, this bloody game has become a ceremony similar to a coming-of-age ceremony among the nobles in the wild north.

So Saxi, who had just grown up, led a group of family soldiers and set off with his horse pole.

It took them four days to reach the border of the desert, camped in place and waited for a day. At dusk of the second day, they finally saw the exhausted and sloppy team being urged to come here by the officers and soldiers.

Saxi led a group of people and led the horses and hid behind a hidden low rock.

He counted his steps leisurely, and wiped the unsheathed scimitar until the blade was so bright that it could reflect his own green eyes.

Algar asked in a low voice, "Master, which one do you want?"

At this time, the team was getting very close, and the faces of the people in it were already vaguely visible. Sa Xi squinted his eyes, but saw a clean blue cloth shirt among a pile of tattered white prison clothes.

Saxi couldn't move her eyes away.

That man should be a serious criminal. Among all the people, only his hands and feet were chained twice, as if he was afraid that he would run away.

But that man is not like a serious criminal, because in a long team, he is the only one who can wear a neat and beautiful blue shirt, only he does not walk stooped, only he can walk like walking on the moon in the desert Sha, only he... the prettiest.

Algar followed his gaze and asked, "Blue?"

Saxi nodded and said decisively, "I want the blue one."

Algar expressed affirmation of his choice: "It's easy to grasp, he is handcuffed with heavy iron chains on his hands and feet."

Saxi smiled: "It's not because he's easy to catch, but because he's good-looking." Before he finished speaking, he turned over and stepped on the horse. Saxi held the silver whistle in his mouth and let out a long and sharp whistle, scratching the The illusion of the sunset in the desert.

Sa Xi rode out from the side, and a horseshoe trampled the ferocious Han leader to death under his feet.

As soon as the leading officers and soldiers died, they saw a group of wild northerners jumping out of the sand, and the Han people were in chaos, running around like headless chickens.

Saxi's eyes were fixed on the blue shirt, but he saw that the blue shirt turned around immediately, gritted his teeth in a panic, and walked straight to the back of the team dragging the heavy double iron chain.

His goal was very clear, which was to take advantage of the chaos and hide behind the flat rock behind him.

Saxi saw that the man's waist was slender, as if he could put one arm in his hand, so he directly threw the harness pole in his hand, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and galloped towards the blue shirt while avoiding the crowd.

The blue cloth shirt should have heard the sound of his horse's hooves, so he quickened his pace without looking back. Unfortunately, he was caught in an iron chain, and he couldn't outrun the horse's hoof no matter how he ran.

The footsteps of the blue cloth shirt began to panic, and the hair was loose in the wind and sand. Sa Xi drove the horse galloping past him, bent slightly, stretched out his arms to grab the man's belt and fished him into the horse.

The cashew nuts were as slender as he thought, and they had a bit of strength.

As soon as the blue shirt was caught, he immediately struggled wildly with all four limbs, trying to use his body and the weight of the iron chain to let himself fall off the horse as if he was in a panic.

Sa Xi wanted to pull him onto the horse, but unexpectedly it was a wrong hand. In an instant, the man's clothes and belt were all torn apart, and the sound of horse's hooves was mixed with a series of muffled sounds of clothes being torn.

The blue clothes on the Han man were scattered here and there. He rolled a few times on the sand because of inertia, and then he stood up from the sand very stubbornly and staggeringly. He didn't take a few steps, but was scattered by his feet. The strips of fabric tripped and fell into the sand with a "puchi".

Saxi: "..."

Picking up leaks [Fang Xuyu] +1

Alga condemned: "Master, according to the rules, you want him, but you don't have that."

Saxi: "..."

At that time, the old man died, and Saxi was riding around in the desert alone.

Occasionally, I saw a small flower full of blue blooming under a dead tree lying crookedly in the sand.

For some reason, he thought of the slender blue figure when he saw Fang Xuyu for the first time.

Like flowers, there are many in Hannan and few in wild north.

It is also fragile and easy to break. It should not be born on the yellow sand, but under the protection of dead wood, it stubbornly wants to live.

Saxi walked over, gently stroked the branches of the dead wood, and drew out the gem-clustered knife from her waist, and carved her name on the branches of the dead wood.

"Sa Sun."

Because he also wanted to be like this tree...

Even if I die, I will protect Hannan's little blue flower.

The author has something to say:

I ate a grapefruit and came back to update!

(??ω??)? Spicy pot, the end is spicy!

Thank you for your comments these days!Crazy Bobo!

As for what you say I am short, this, um, that’s it... (Although I am indeed a bit short, but I still have to secretly write down the IDs of all those who say I am short)

Anyway, the next book will be longer! ! ! ! ! !

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and so!

Can I ask for an advance order for the next book? (Unreasonable and strong)

It’s the fast-paced article with a super beautiful cover in the column, “The Enemy’s Eyes on the Double Again”, because my friend helped me to pinpoint the auspicious day of the zodiac, so I will start writing on a certain charming day in late January.

This time, we must only make long-term strategies and not short-term strategies!

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