Chapter 105 The Spirit of the Emperor
“Quack—quack—”
In the slightly gloomy and dead wild boar forest, there are occasional cries of old rhesus.
Russing…
Russing…
Next to a headless corpse, Qin Lang was rummaging through its clothes.
"Hey..."
Beside a stone behind him, a beautiful woman in red was sitting with her knees in her arms. When she looked at Qin Lang, there was an extremely complicated look in her almond-shaped eyes. feelings.
The most obvious one is anger and unwillingness.
"You searched for a long time...did you find anything..."
Her tone of voice was well controlled and light, and apart from the simple pleasantness of her voice, one could not hear too many emotions.
"No, nothing."
Qin Lang groped for a while on the so-called "Vampire Monster of the Wild Boar Forest", but in the end nothing was found, and there was no way to know his identity. Talked about.
But it doesn't matter. What Qin Lang is most happy about now is that he met the woman he thought about day and night in this place.
“Why are you laughing?”
Su Yupan, who was sitting on the ground, raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Lang.
"I laugh at the way you look now, exactly the same as when you were sitting on the bedside crying."
Crying...
Su Yupan frowned subconsciously ：
“I…”
"?"
"Really... or fake? Did I...cry before?"
"I cried."
Qin Lang scratched his hair:
"Just because, in order to stop your bleeding, I helped you with acupuncture points and so on... Of course, I later found out that it was a misunderstanding."
"..."
Can you cry even if you tap on the acupuncture points?
Tsk, I have to say, my sister is really useless...
Su Yupan was convinced that if it were her, she would not be able to touch any point on her body if Qin Lang did anything he wanted. Will not say a word.
"By the way, the silver bottle..."
"?!"
When Su Yupan heard him call her "Yin Ping" now, he couldn't help but panicked and started, and even his long eyelashes trembled.
There is no other reason. I am just afraid that this person will suddenly hug me again and suddenly kiss me again.
Especially...especially kissing on the mouth...
Su Yupan can't believe it now. It turns out that the kiss between a man and a woman is the kind of...indescribable, and even made him feel slightly... It was so numb that it didn't stop him from feeling it.
It is true that Her Majesty the Empress, who loves essays, once learned about kissing in books.
[Two mouths chewing at each other, spitting out cloves]
[A clear song, gradually causing the cherries to burst]
[Chewing red velvet randomly, laughing and spitting at Tanlang]
It’s just that most of these are essays from the previous dynasty, and the descriptions are somewhat obscure. Her Majesty the Empress will definitely not be able to experience the true feelings just by reading them.
I never thought about it, but now...I experience it in this way...
And Su Yupan thought about it carefully, this seems to be my first kiss?
Thinking about it more carefully, Qin Lang seems to be his sister’s man?
Isn’t this equivalent to...
My sister’s man... stole the future sister-in-law’s first kiss?
In addition, this matter happened in the royal family, as Su Yupan thought about it, the bulging skirt of his clothes supported by a pair of koyutao began to rise and fall, his cheeks turned red, and his expression became more and more serious.
Unconsciously, the aura of a superior person she exuded made Qin Lang feel strange.
"What?"
He took Zhen Ji aside and finished feeding her, then came back and stared at Su Yinping and teased:
"I have become a newbie in the capital. The princess’s domineering spirit has also been brought to the world for a while?”
When Su Yupan heard this, he glared at Qin Lang:
“You are the bastard!”
“I am talking about the overlord’s overlord.”
“Then you Not talking about overlord spirit?”
“……”
Qin Lang was startled for a moment, and after some thought, it seemed to make sense.
Why do we talk about the aura of a king and not the aura of an overlord...
"And I...I have the aura of an emperor, not an overlord."
"The aura of an emperor..."
Qin Lang shook his head:
"That kind of thing is not suitable for you, it is suitable for your sister." "???"
Su Yupan stood up when he heard this:
"That kind of thing What is that kind of thing?”
“It’s just...the aura of an emperor, anyway, it’s that kind of...well...”
Qin Lang couldn't explain clearly and made two random gestures:
"It's the feeling of being tied up, impersonal, and alone."
"..."
Originally The displeased empress seemed to lose her anger after hearing Qin Lang's words. Her eyes were blankly blank for a moment, and she didn't know what she was thinking, but she quickly recovered. Qingming:
"Then how do you know that my sister... is the empress of the dynasty, and she is suitable for the aura of an emperor?"
Qin Lang smiled:
"The empress ascended the throne at the age of thirteen, deposed the prince at fifteen, rectified the dynasty at sixteen, and secured the world at twenty. How can she do it without any imperial spirit?"
"..."
Su Yupan did not answer, only a few words came to his mind.
[What if she actually never wants to do this]
"Of course, there is a possibility."
When Su Yupan was silent, Qin Lang spoke again:
"What if your sister never wants to do those things?"< br>
“Eh…?”
The empress suddenly raised her head, and for a moment, she thought Qin Lang could read minds or something.
If that were the case, it would be easier to say.
But looking at his calm look, Su Yupan's mood became even more strange. He opened his lips, but in the end he didn't say anything more. He stood up and stroked his round waist. The arc of the moon showed off a little, and he jumped on the horse.
“Good body skills.”
Qin Lang’s eyes lit up:
“Long time no see, you have good kung fu.”
"Ha..."
Su Yupan hummed noncommittally. Before he could think of what to do next, he was surprised to see Qin Lang also jump up and ride on Zhen Ji's back.
The next moment, Su Yupan felt his soft waist being hugged by a pair of warm arms.
"You... let go!"
Su Yupan suppressed the uncontrollable shame, and a pink glow flashed across his face.
"Go down!"
"Shoo--!"
"You...who are you talking to!?"
"Oh, you scared Zhen Ji..."
Qin Lang couldn't laugh or cry. What he said was that he was riding a horse, not her, so who else could he appeal to...
"Go back to the path first, Princess Princess. You can't let your guards walk and ride a horse yourself?"
"I...you..."
"What me, me, you, yours?" "Can you please stop puckering your lips when you speak?"
I always feel that Su Yinping this time has more of the temperament of a real princess that Qin Lang is not familiar with, and less familiar to Qin Lang. The smell of Su Nuxia.
Qin Lang didn't know whether this was good or bad for a moment, so he just stretched out his fingers and touched the delicate lower lip of the beautiful woman in front of him:
"Why are you sipping it so tightly? Do you want Qin to help you separate it?"
"!?"
It's true that you can't open a pot and pick it up, Su Yupan bit her silver teeth lightly, for No longer being "seduced and broken" by him, I tolerated riding with him for the time being, but my heart was confused and I didn't know where I was going.
“Just go back to the small road.”
“Nonsense, is it the small road you came from, or was it me...”
As soon as Su Yupan finished speaking, he suddenly remembered the key point, then picked up the reins and headed straight for the path he was walking on.
There, there is a girl in black still waiting for me.
......
However, after the two left, no one knew that the headless body left in the forest started to move.
Ka…
To be precise, something started to squirm at the severed but not bleeding neck of the corpse. After a long time, a smooth, slimy human head grew out of the neck!
"Uh-huh..."
Lao Deng, who was supposed to be dead, actually came back to life. He looked at the original head on the ground and sighed hoarsely:
"I didn't expect... I didn't shed my skin back then, so I left this weird tumor as a fake head. One day, it could actually save my life... Hehe... magic power? If you can save me at the critical moment, you can call it your damn immortal power!"
Surviving a catastrophe is undoubtedly a great blessing for people.
After Lao Deng used his weird skills to escape the beheading, he spat out a small sign with the word "Ju Xian" engraved on it. It was actually the same sign that the beggar who blocked the road he met with Qin Lang left behind. , exactly the same.
“Without further ado, we have to report back as soon as possible about the Star Reaching Tower’s return to the world...”
Lao Deng muttered, waved his black robe, and quickly disappeared into the wild boar forest. deep.
(End of this chapter)