Chapter 144: The Girl Looking for Happy

Wei Mu Qingyang looked curious and encouraged her to meet the chief who was the silencer. He said that only her son Li Yuanhao could match such a hero. This aroused Wei Mu's curiosity, so he told Li Deming that he would hold a banquet to entertain the chief who came from afar and look at the hero on the grassland.

Li Deming originally loved his wife, but had not changed for many years. He could not bear to refuse her request. Moreover, he was unwilling to let the news of his contact with the slogan to cause trouble to the Liao Kingdom, so he simply held a banquet in the back hall to entertain Luo Dacheng and listen to his purpose.

He occupied a table alone, with Wei Mu's table on his left, and Wei Mu Qingyang sat behind the left side of the princess, covering her body. Only Luo Dacheng could see the serious expression and hot gaze on his face.

Luo Dacheng lowered his head slightly and did not look directly at the girl Dangxiang. He felt bitter in his heart. He knew that the Dangxiang people were still different from the Han people after all, and that their pursuit of love was so bold and enthusiastic. If it were a Han woman, it would be impossible for this to happen.

He and Li Deming toasted each other and chatted about family matters. Sometimes they talked about preventing the Bu people from joining forces with Dangxiang to fight against the Liao Kingdom. However, Li Deming always talked about him and refused to speak more deeply.

Luo Dacheng knew that Li Deming did not want to offend the Liao people, but he did not want to offend the alliance of various tribes to establish strong enemies.

The reason for the long-distance and attacking each other was originally the right thing to dominate the king. His tribes were so far away from Xingzhou, and there was no direct conflict of interests between them, so there was naturally no need to make enemies. The Liao Kingdom was also extremely powerful. When the Dangxiang regime was relatively weak, he naturally did not want to make enemies with the Liao Kingdom and cause an attack.

Luo Dacheng sighed in his heart, knowing that it was impossible to win over Li Deming to fight against Liao Kingdom, so he had to let go of his arms, raise a glass toast, and talk to Li Deming about the past events of previous battles, as well as the thrilling past experiences of the Buren and Liao Kingdom, as well as various thrilling past experiences.

Li Deming and the princess both listened very carefully, and Wei Mu Qingyang even flashed a pair of big black eyes, looking at him curiously. When he heard his heroic deeds, he gradually felt admiration in his eyes. Looking at Luo Dacheng's eyes, he was even more interested.

The servants were still serving dishes constantly, and served dishes on each table. Each dish was exquisite in style and had a great taste, which allowed Luo Dacheng to have a deeper understanding of Li Deming's pursuit of luxury.

He was elegant in appearance and dressed like a prince of the Song Dynasty. He also had to strive to follow the Song Dynasty. Li Deming was indeed as the legendary, with a gentle temperament and admired the culture of the Song Dynasty. If he had not had a son who was born to dominate the Western Regions, it would have been natural that the Dangxiang people's armed separatist forces depended on the Song Dynasty.

The conversation with Li Deming was not nothing. Although Li Deming refused to argue with the alliance of the two tribes to resist Liao, he agreed with Luo Dacheng's proposal to sell green and white salt on the grassland for sale, requiring Luo Dacheng to transport large quantities of horses on the grassland to Xingzhou and sell them to him at a suitable price.

Luo Dacheng knew that Li Deming was still trying to expand his cavalry team and hoped that Xingzhou could make huge profits as a transit station for horse trafficking, so he agreed to this. As for whether he would give him so many horses at that time, he would just say it. Anyway, Li Deming didn't know how many horses there were in his tribe.

During the chat, a dish came to everyone's table. Li Deming raised his chopsticks and smiled and said, "Come on, try how the big carp in the river tastes!"

Before he finished speaking, the slave who delivered the vegetables to his table suddenly pulled out a sharp sword from the mouth of the Yellow River carp on the plate, stabbed him in the chest.

The cold light burst into flames and stabbed towards Li Deming's chest. Luo Dacheng saw this scene suddenly, and without thinking too much, he jumped up immediately, jumped over the table, drew out the sharp sword from his waist, and stabbed towards the assassin's back!

With a bang, the assassin's body flew backwards, and a cold light burst out from his heart, but it was the fish intestine sword that had pierced his chest and reached his back.

Luo Dacheng withdrew the sharp sword in his hand, quickly kicked the assassin, and used clever force to spin slightly, tweaking his body towards the door.

The heavy corpse hit the palace gate with a bang, knocking it open and falling under the stone steps.

Yeli Wangrong had already jumped up, pulled out his battle knife and looked around, shouting sternly: "Protect the Prince!"

From all directions, a large number of Dangxiang soldiers jumped out and surrounded the hall. Although they did not aim their swords directly at Luo Dacheng, they also imply alert to prevent him from approaching Li Deming again.

Under the surround of countless people, Li Deming coughed violently, lowered his face to the table, pressed his hand on the desk, and the cough became more and more intense until he coughed up bleeding.

Princess Wei Mu had already arrived beside him, reached out to caress his back, his face full of concern, but was not very panic. It was obvious that he had experienced many storms and waves, and he didn't care about such a small matter assassin.

Looking at the gray-haired old man, holding the table and coughing painfully, Luo Dacheng couldn't help but feel respect for the strong.

With the attack just now, although he was behind the assassin, he also saw that Li Deming suddenly stretched out his chopsticks, grabbed the sharp blade of the Yuyan Sword, pushed it hard, and stabbed the sword body and chopsticks into the assassin's chest!

On the chopsticks, the energy suddenly rose, indicating that his strength was not inferior to Luo Dacheng, and his move speed was as fast as thunder. Before Luo Dacheng's sword could pierce the assassin, the assassin was pushed out by the force from the chopsticks and fell out.

Such a strong man is indeed a hero of a generation. The foundation of the Li regime was finally defeated by him over the years. Although he was old at this time, he was still powerful. How could some ordinary assassins cause fatal damage to him?

Li Deming coughed for a long time, finally calmed down, raised his head, and let the princess wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief.

Waving his hand and asking the guards to retreat, Li Deming said to Luo Dacheng with a wry smile: "These assassins from the Six Valley tribe are really lingering. If you have anything to do, you will sneak into the palace to assassinate, which makes the chief laugh!"

Luo Dacheng also retreated to the case and sat down, bowed and said, "The King of Xiping is very skilled, admire him, admire him! It's just that the king seems to be in a bad state. Have you ever asked a doctor to see him?"

Li Deming shook his head and smiled bitterly, "I have seen many doctors, but I am not responsible for it. In fact, some of the old injuries I suffered when I was fighting with the Liugu tribe were always unable to cure them. I can easily cough if I put in a force. I have been used to it for so many years."

Luo Dacheng looked at him and seemed to have an injury in his lungs. He was not a doctor and could not say anything more. He could only ask him to pay more attention to his health and not overwork.

At the banquet, an assassin suddenly ran out, and everyone had no intention of drinking and chatting. After sitting on the table and saying a few words, Luo Dacheng said goodbye to Li Deming and left the Xixia Palace.

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Wei Muqingyang was lying on the bed, staring at his big black and shiny eyes in the middle of the night, but he was always unable to fall asleep.

I spent one day with my aunt today and didn’t return to my home until the evening. I was probably a little tired, but when I remembered what happened today, I could not sleep. I tossed and turned on the bed, and I always thought of the tall man, a generation of heroes who, as a Han Chinese, was blocking the establishment of his own tribe.

Everything about him fascinated her. I remembered the powerful movements in the palace today, the flowing water like a tiger and leopard leaping out, which made her eyes appear with a blurred light. She hugged Xiangqin tightly, and only regretted that he was not by her side now.

Suddenly, the sound of wind came from above, and a figure fell on her bed, hugging her into her arms with the quilt.

Wei Muqingyang widened his eyes, but did not scream. Judging from the familiar smell of the man, she already knew who he was, so her reaction was to stretch out her naked arms from the quilt, wrap her around his neck, and kiss his lips deeply.

The man kissed her domineeringly and passionately. After a long time, Wei Muqingyang turned his head in suffocation, avoided his deep kiss, and gasped gently, his breasts fluctuated violently, and his flexible hands wandered on him again, trying to take off his clothes.

Luo Dacheng did not stop her from acting, but just gritted his teeth in her ear and said, "Follow me!"

Wei Muqingyang's toned girl trembled violently, but did not answer. She kissed his lips again, and quickly moved her hands on him, taking off his clothes.

Whenever Luo Dacheng wanted to speak, she would block his mouth with her own kiss, prevent him from speaking, and use her own body movements to express her strong desire.

Luo Dacheng finally gave up his attempt to speak, and his desire was also ignited by the passionate girl Dangxiang. He could only grit his teeth and press her naked body under his body, determined to teach this shameless girl Dangxiang a lesson.

When they finally lay side by side on the bed and gasped violently, Wei Muqingyang's toned and shiny skin was covered with sweat, and his black hair was scattered on his face with sweat, his cheeks were red, his eyes were blurred, and he was filled with the intoxication after love.

Luo Dacheng lay on her pillow, stretched out his strong arms, held her in his arms, and calmly said what he had not finished: "I will take you out of Xingzhou and go to the grassland!"

Wei Muqingyang slowly turned his head, looked at his face, with a smile on his lips, and shook his head gently.
Chapter completed!