The carriage was packed full of things for her, and there wasn't much room for her to sleep in the carriage.
It was a bumpy ride and I didn't feel comfortable sleeping.
The blue and black in Feng Mingwei's eyes were obvious, and she yawned again, unable to bear it, "Well... Then come over and help me ride the horse!"
The corner of Murong Xiao's lips curled up, and he immediately abandoned his horse and jumped onto her horse. He sat behind and hugged her. He thoughtfully took off his cloak and put it on her, "Go to sleep! I will call you when we arrive."
Feng Mingwei nodded, "Thank you."
Then she leaned against him, closed her eyes and fell asleep.
At this time, the people behind were chasing after him.
Murong An pulled the horse rope to slow down, looked at them, a sinister flash in his eyes, and chuckled: "Seventh brother, are you tired?"
"Well, I didn't sleep well last night." Murong Xiao held the horse rope with one hand and hugged the woman tightly with the other. He looked straight into the distance, very coldly, and didn't want to talk to him.
Murong An, however, looked at the woman in his arms as if he was looking for trouble, and said with a smile: "Seventh brother still has good physical strength. My brothers and sisters have been exhausted from your pain. You should take it easy and don't exhaust your body."
"But I can understand you. If a beautiful little girl like my sister-in-law takes off her clothes and goes to bed and screams, no man will be able to control her."
These words are explicit and harsh.
Several soldiers behind him immediately laughed obscenely in unison.
Murong Xiao glanced at him coldly, "Third brother, you want to force me to strangle you to death again, right?"
The laughter suddenly stopped.
Stung by Lie Wang's cold gaze, Murong An's face turned pale, and cold air surged from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai. He panicked, and his palms broke out in cold sweat, "Seventh Brother, I was just joking."
I remembered the day when I was almost strangled to death by him in King Lie.
Murong An felt a chill on his neck, but he didn't want to lose face in front of his soldiers. If he gave up, he would definitely lose any military power.
Thinking about it, he straightened his back and sneered: "Besides, women are like clothes, and we are brothers. Do you really want to kill me for a woman?"
Murong Xiao smiled instead of getting angry, "To Third Brother, your women are like clothes, any beggar on the street can wear them."
"I am not you. My woman is my heart's treasure. No one can touch her. If anyone dares to touch Wei'er, I will kill him."
Murong An's face suddenly turned pale. He didn't quite understand what his previous sentence meant, but he was shocked by his last sentence and his whole body went cold.
The more than 500 soldiers behind him did not dare to breathe.
Although they are not from the same military camp.
But the name Lie Wang was so loud on the battlefield that no one dared to underestimate him.
Now when we see each other, King An and King Lie are really very different from each other.
One sky and one earth.
King Lie's aura was so strong that he easily overwhelmed King An's arrogance.
As a general, this is really embarrassing.
It's even more embarrassing for them to have such a leader.
The five hundred officers and soldiers are not ordinary soldiers. They are all at the level of junior generals. They can be said to be the elite among the elite.
They are extremely capable, brave and good at fighting, and have military exploits. They are inevitably arrogant and arrogant. Many people who joined this team chose to follow King An for the purpose of being stronger than the army of the Third Division.
This army is called the Flying Tiger Army.
What a great name?!
They thought that once they caught the gang of gangsters in Heifeng Village, they would be able to look proud in front of those in the Third Division Army.
But now...
The generals are not as good as the leaders of other three armies.
How can we compare from now on?!
The team kept moving forward without stopping.
The people in the Flying Tiger Army all looked ugly. They felt that they had been embarrassed to my grandma's house, and the atmosphere became extremely weird.
Murong An's face was even more ugly, and he seemed to be riding a tiger with difficulty. Even though he was the commander-in-chief of the Flying Tiger Army, he could not control this cold, cruel, and unruly younger brother at all.
Fortunately, at this time, Wang Lin came over to smooth things over, "Two princes, we are in the same boat now. Both princes are arresting criminals under the emperor's order. I hope that the two princes can work together and not let the emperor down."
He is like an emperor with every mouthful.
It was nothing more than bringing out the emperor to support Prince An, while at the same time beating up Murong Xiao.
Murong An walked down the steps and said with a smile: "Master Wang is right, seventh brother, don't be angry, I just made a slip of the tongue."
Murong Xiao glanced at Wang Lin and said coldly: "I won't do this next time. I hope Third Brother will take care of himself."
As he said that, he hugged the sleeping woman, cradled the horse's belly and rode away.
The veins on the back of Murong An's hand that was holding the horse rope tightly were pulsing, and his expression was sinister and ferocious, "Murong Xiao, I swear that I will not be in conflict with you."