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“Hululu…”

Late at night, Alishan snores like thunder in the big tent...

Murong Chong, who was beside him, was covered in purple and was curled up and shivering. It was obvious that he had suffered another inhuman torture before.

He looked at Alishan's ugly and plump body with tears of grievance. When he recalled the disgusting scenes just now, a trace of anger gradually burned in his heart...

"When will this day end..."

Murong Chong sighed in resentment, clenched his fists, and sighed that his fate was so unfair. Although he was the Murong clan, he was just a toy for people to enjoy.

Smelling the stench from Alishan's body, Murong Chong covered his nose in disgust, endured the swelling and pain on his body, carefully got up to clean up the torn clothes, and planned to leave here quickly.

The long-term career in women's clothing has made Murong Chong become a vicious person from the bottom of his heart. He instinctively feels disgusted with dirty tribe leaders such as Alishan and just wants to leave soon...

"where are you going?"

Just as Murong Chong grabbed his clothes and just turned over Alishan, his legs were suddenly grabbed by Alishan's rough palm.

Murong Chong trembled all over and tried to squeeze out a smile and said to Alishan: "Class leader, it's too late, it's time for me to go back..."

"Go back? I want to go back before I can enjoy myself?" Alishan laughed obscenely, then pulled Murong Chong into his arms, pinched his chin and said, "I spent so much money to find you to serve me, how could I let you go so easily? Keep going, hehehe..."

When Murong Chong heard this, he was shocked. Seeing that the yellow teeth were stinking from his mouth again, he could no longer bear it and tried hard to break free from Alishan's hands and pushed him hard.

"You, dare you disobey me?" Alishan was stunned for a moment, and looked at Murong Chong with some disbelief.

Murong Chong hurriedly said, "Class leader, I have served you, please let me go back..."

"It seems that you are disobedient again, so you must be punished..."

Alishan ignored Murong Chong's plea and groped around his bedding for a while. Until the horse whip reached the palm of his hand, he stood up with a grim smile on his face and approached Murong Chong.

"Don't come here..."

Murong Chong was frightened and retreated step by step. When he thought of the scene when the whip fell on him, his face turned pale.

Alishan was like playing with his prey. While wiping the whip in his hand, he slowly approached Murong Chong, constantly provoking: "If you don't want to suffer, you must be obedient. Leave down and wait for me to spoil you..."

Murong Chong stepped back to the dead corner in the tent step by step. In despair, he suddenly felt a piece of cold metal on the weapon stand with his hands on his back.

"ah……"

At this moment, I don’t know where Murong Chong got the courage and courage. Just as Alishan raised his whip and was about to swing it down, Murong Chong ignored the metal he touched, closed his eyes and roared towards his approaching torso.

"Bang~"

"ah……"

Alishan was caught off guard and immediately hit his head with a blunt weapon, making a scream like a pig. Then he covered his bleeding wound and lay on the ground, with his expression on his face extremely distorted.

"Yes, sorry, I...I didn't mean it..."

Murong Chong was stunned, looked at the bloody golden gourd in his hand, and hurriedly apologized to Alishan. At this moment, he was so scared that he almost flew away.

"Murong Chong! Don't think about going out from here alive today!" Alishan covered his wound and roared at Murong Chong, "I want to tear you into pieces and throw you on the grassland to feed the wolf!"

The resentful death threat made Murong Chong's skin tremble in fear, and his consciousness began to blur due to fear.

"No, I don't want to die..."

Everything has a limit, such as being anxious to jump over the wall, forcing a rabbit to bite people, and when a person's inner fear reaches the extreme, he will do something he can't believe.

Murong Chong waved the golden gourd hammer in his hand and walked towards Alishan with a pale face. When he came to him, the golden gourd hammer directly hit Alishan's forehead...

"Bang, bang, bang, bang..."

Alishan never thought that this rabbit man, who was almost powerless, would be so cruel that even his own life was ruined in his hands.

Murong Chong himself didn't know how many times he waved the golden gourd hammer. He only knew that as Alishan's skull splashed in blood, he seemed to have an unprecedented sense of satisfaction in his heart.

"call……"

Finally, after confirming that Alishan was completely dead, Murong Chong collapsed beside the corpse, threw the blood-stained golden gourd hammer in his hand aside, and let out a long breath.

Slowly, after Murong Chong gradually woke up, he looked at Alishan's body and felt the seriousness of the situation. He suppressed his inner fear. He immediately looked outside the tent a few times. After confirming that no one found Alishan dead, he quickly changed his clothes, wiped the blood on his body, and quietly left the Alishan tribe while the night was dark.

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"Come on, if you do it, do it first, respect it..."

At this moment, in the tribe ruled by Murong Bao, Murong Bao's huge tent was surrounded by nobles from this tribe, and they gathered around the bonfire to drink with Murong Bao.

Murong Bao raised his neck and drank the horse milk wine in the bowl in one breath. After throwing it off, he showed an extremely haggard expression. For these days, he has been relying on alcohol to numb himself, and he drank drunk every day, so as to alleviate the pain of losing his lover.

After asking the maid next to him to fill him with another bowl of wine, Murong Bao stumbled up from the felt blanket, raised the wine bowl full of horse milk wine, and exhaled the wine smell and said loudly:

"Dear leaders, you are all heroes on the grassland and real warriors! I, Murong Bao! Respect the warriors the most! So! I respect the warriors in this bowl of wine! Do it!"

After saying that, Murong Bao tilted his neck to drink all the wine in the bowl again, and the leaders in the tent also smiled and drank all the horse milk wine in the bowl...

"ah……"

Murong Bao threw down the empty silver bowl, moaned, and sat back on the felt blanket. When the maid next to him poured wine, he took it into his arms with a grim smile on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Seeing this, the other leaders in the tent hugged the maids next to them, and the tent was immediately filled with an indescribable atmosphere...

Drinking to drown your sorrows and indulge yourself, this is the lifestyle after Murong Bao and Tuoba Xue parted. They are drunk all day long, like walking corpses, deafing the major events of the herdsmen in the tribe for the winter, and completely abandoning themselves.

At this moment, Murong Chong, who had killed people, fled to Murong Bao's tribe for refuge. When he learned that Murong Bao was drinking and having fun with the nobles in the tribe, he immediately pushed away the slaves who blocked him and rushed into the tent to seek shelter...

"It's my clan brother. Why are you here to come and find me so late? Come on, let's have a bowl with me..."

Murong Chong's arrival did not arouse Murong Bao's doubts. He picked up the wine bowl at the low table and shook at Murong Chong with drunken eyes...

Murong Chong frowned and said to Murong Bao: "Brother Bao, brother, I have something to discuss with you..."

When Murong Bao heard this, he smiled and handed the wine bowl back to his mouth, drank half of the bowl in one gulp, and let the wine flow along his chin to the felt blanket under his feet.

Murong rushed forward and grabbed the wine bowl from Murong Bao's hand, grabbed his shoulders, and said anxiously: "Brother Bao, brother was not joking with you. I am in trouble now, only you can help me..."

"Hahaha..." Murong Bao pushed Murong Chong away, lying on the felt blanket, smiling miserably.

It was not easy. After the laughter stopped, Murong Bao tried hard to stand up from the felt blanket, stared at Murong Chong and said, "Brother, what can I help you? I can't even protect my lover. What can a useless person like me help you?"

When Murong Chong heard this, he was about to say something again, but he was furious because of the noise of the leader in the tent and the maid who was selling charm and pleasing to him. He couldn't help but get up and shouted at them: "Chiefs don't bother you. It's time to part if you're so late. Go back and have a rest early..."

However, no one paid attention to Murong Chong's words and still did his own way. How many people would like to see such a man who relied on betraying his own body to deal with other tribes?

Murong Chong had no choice but to look at Murong Bao for help.

Murong Bao burped and waved his hand: "Thank you for your hard work, let's go back tomorrow, let's continue drinking..."

The leaders could not ignore Murong Bao's orders. They immediately stood up and said goodbye, hugged the maid beside them, left the big tent with cursing, and soon only Murong Bao, Murong Chong, and two women serving were left in the tent.

"You guys go down too..." Murong Chong ordered the two women.

Murong Chong may be a disgusting negative teaching material in the eyes of men, but his appearance still has an irresistible attraction to women, especially those ordinary women.

After hearing Murong Chong's words, the two women immediately stood up obediently and obediently, threw a deep-speaking autumn wave at Murong Chong, and then walked away from the tent.

Murong Bao did not stop all this. He poured himself a bowl of macadamia wine and said to Murong Chong: "Why should you help me with brother?"

"I killed someone..." Murong Chong said tremblingly.

When Murong Bao heard this, he smiled and patted Murong Chong on the shoulder and said, "What kind of big deal do I think of is just killing people, hahaha..."

Afterwards, he shook his head and poured a mouthful of milk into his mouth, and said in a daze: "What a panic? My lover is going to marry into the Central Plains. I don't panic. What's the point of killing someone..."

Upon hearing this, Murong Chong shook Murong Bao and said, "Brother Bao, I killed the commander of the Qiangu of Zhenghuang Banner. The commander of Alishan. If the Holy Emperor knew about it, how could he let me go? Brother Bao, you must save the brother of the clan no matter what..."

When Murong Bao heard this, he showed a strange smile on his face. He couldn't help but give Murong Chong a thumbs up and said with red eyes:

"Brother, I really underestimated you before. Even if my father in Alishan is polite, you will kill him if you say he wants to kill him. He really has the blood of the Murong family. If you look at me again, you are simply worse than a waste..."

After saying that, he raised the wine bowl and said seriously: "Come on, brother, I wish you a bowl for your courage!"

Murong Chong rushed off the wine bowl in Murong Chong's hand and said sternly: "Brother Bao, wake up, I didn't joke with you. I'm really causing trouble. Find a way to save me. I don't want to die..."

However, Murong Bao had long lost consciousness at this moment and was directly drunk and collapsed on the ground. No matter how Murong Chong shook, he was like a dead dog.
Chapter completed!