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Chapter three hundred and sixty-eight of their respective nightlife

The treaty that Mongolia may not attack the Song Dynasty within ten years will be officially signed at noon the next day.

At that time, important Mongolian people will come. Obviously, the other party has indeed taken this joke-like bet to heart.

Guo Jing did not think about why the Mongols were so sincere.

He was in a very good mood.

At least, when Huang Rong asked for it for the eighth time, Guo Jing still didn't look like he was resisting.

This is much better than the situation where there are only up to five times.

"Rong'er, when the treaty is signed, we will return to Xiangyang City and join a group of students with a few seniors to teach them all kinds of talents." Guo Jing hugged Huang Rong who was constantly breathing and said with a smile, "When the time comes, Rong'er, you will help me."

Although his qualifications are not extremely smart, he is not an idiot.

From these ten competitions, Guo Jing clearly saw the strength of Mongolia over the years.

It's not just the growth of strength.

It was a terrifying change of power.

If the Mongolian, which was powered by wolfs and tigers, was just a tough battle maniac, then now Mongolia is a person with flesh and blood wise. He has power and knows how to use power.

And such Mongolia is simply a natural enemy for the Song Dynasty!

Guo Jing naturally didn't want to see the Mongolian crushing the Song Dynasty, so he soon began to fantasize about what he should do.

But Huang Rong had no intention of listening to him.

As soon as Guo Jing finished speaking, Huang Rong once again wrapped her pink arm around Guo Jing's neck, "Come again!"

Guo Jing's face suddenly became bitter.

Eight times were already in a good mood and doing his best to do his best.

And now, Huang Rong still wants it?

"Let's take a break today." Guo Jing said helplessly, "It's been so many times!"

Huang Rong's eyes were filled with greed light shining. Her chest kept rising and falling, and her breathing became more and more rapid. She rode on Guo Jing without saying anything!

"Waste!" It took hard work, but Guo Jing couldn't raise his strength again. Huang Rong immediately started cursing loudly.

Guo Jing felt a blushing sound.

It was extremely uncomfortable and embarrassing to be cursed by his wife that he was not good at this aspect. But at this moment, countless disgust appeared in Guo Jing's heart.

He pushed Huang Rong away and sat up coldly.

"What are you doing!" Huang Rong asked in surprise.

At this moment, the body seemed to weaken a lot. Everything was beyond the surprise in Huang Rong's heart.

This is the first time in so many years that Guo Jing has pushed her away so coldly!

"I said, why are we together for?" Guo Jing stood up and asked coldly.

The voice had a decisive cold meaning, and Huang Rong's body trembled continuously.

"You...what do you mean?"

"Rong'er, I love you..." Guo Jing clenched his fist tightly, his face turned to Huang Rong's back and turned dark, "Because I love you, I chose to be with you. I think, that's how you chose... But, but do you really think so?"

"Don't talk nonsense. There is nothing to question about this!"

"Didn't you simply treat me as your vent tool? Is there any difference between you and the witches in the world who pick yang and replenish yin?" Guo Jing lowered his roar, and the voice sounded inexplicably hoarse, "In your heart, am I really that important?"

After saying that, he kept walking out without looking back.

"I will let all the elders come here." Guo Jing said coldly.

A cold feeling surged in my heart again, and Huang Rong looked at Guo Jing's departure back. Rarely, in the constant squirming cold feeling, her body did not become hot.

She pinched the quilt under her body hard. The weak internal force had already been in chaos. She was wandering around in her body. For a moment, under the snow-white skin, the blue veins bursting constantly appeared.

"Why do you need this?" Huang Rong murmured to herself, suddenly, a sarcastic smile appeared on her face, "Have you seen your first love? Do you think of the pure love back then? Since you don't dare to take on all this, just get out!"

The empty house was filled with her roars echoing constantly.

The sound was extremely sharp, which made the group of elders of the Beggar Gang who stepped into the house stunned.

"Look at what I do!" Huang Rong shouted loudly, "Get out of here, I don't need you!"

"Damn!" An elder with a strong figure but a slightly frivolous face cursed, "I can't straighten my waist for years because of you, so how dare you let me get out?"

"The gang leader is amazing? Is that dog-beating stick capable of moving around you?"

"If I had left early, but since you said that if I didn't get you out of bed today, I wouldn't be the elder of the Beggars' Sect!"

More than a dozen strong men rushed towards Huang Rong almost instantly.

Huang Rong's face was first frightened, but then there was a twisted smile.

The creaking sound of the bamboo bed shaking, mixed with the sound of the gasping of a group of men and the sound of the collision of limbs, overshadowed Huang Rong's laughter bit by bit.

But that hideous face is always reflected in this dim room and cannot be erased.

If Zhang Chen was here at this time, he would probably sigh helplessly.

"It's broken again..."

...

Guo Jing rushed out of the house, and tears flashed on his face.

He couldn't explain clearly what his heart felt.

Is it grievance, humiliation, or anger?

Guo Jing could only feel the feeling of loss in his heart, his heart was empty, as if something was missing.

"Don't be sad, don't be painful." His soft body suddenly hugged Guo Jing's body, and the gentle words passed into his ears, making him feel like he was a different life.

Hua Zheng gently placed his palm on his chest, "Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." Guo Jing shook his head, "But, it's very empty..."

"Let me fill it in that empty place." Hua Zheng suddenly said, "Let me fill it in with Toulei's portion, Zhe's portion, and... your mother's portion, and you will fill it in with all your portion!"

Guo Jing was shocked, and only then did he realize what he had lost.

He grew up on the grassland since childhood and was a part of the grassland. The national justice could not be a reason for him to help the Song Dynasty fight against Mongolia.

The only thing that supports him is Huang Rong, Hong Qigong, and all the things he has experienced in the Central Plains.

And the bridge connecting all these is Huang Rong!

But now, the bridge is broken!

There is no reason to fight or motivation to showdown. At this time, Guo Jing was like a person between two cliffs, with no ziplines under his feet, only the bottomless abyss!

Endless fear surged into my heart, and in an instant, a violent feeling surged in Guo Jing's head.

He grabbed his head suddenly, hugged Hua Zheng's body, and instantly put his mouth on, and kissed him roughly.

Guo Jing's eyes turned red, and he threw Hua Zheng to the ground.

Then, he was stunned.

"Don't worry." Seeing Guo Jing's dull look, Hua Zheng suddenly laughed, hooking Guo Jing's neck with one hand, and playing it quickly on him with the other hand, "Leave it to me..."

boom!

In an instant, a feeling of being indecipherable and unexplained emerged in my heart.

In this moment, Guo Jing's body became hot. Then, under the dreamy skills, he was surprised to find that he still had the power to fight!

...

"What are you doing?" Yelu Qi looked at the two brothers Wu and Wu in front of him in confusion, and asked in confusion.

He thought the two brothers were coming to find Yang Guo, but he didn't expect that the other party was coming to find him.

"Can you fight with us?" Wu Xiuwen said with an angry look on his face.

Yelu Qi asked curiously, "It's midnight, who is offending you or what? Why do you have to fight me?"

"Because I feel uncomfortable!" Wu Xiuwen replied angrily, "If you have experienced these things, you will not feel comfortable!"

"What's the matter?" Yelu Qi asked.

Wu Xiuwen closed his mouth.

Even if he is as fierce as he is, he cannot tell Yelu Qi that he is completely disappointed with Guo Jing and the couple. He is furious because he has been doing erotic errands for so many years, and he is completely disappointed with Guo Jing and his wife.

Yelu Qi naturally couldn't think of this, and thought they had some entanglement with the Mongols. He immediately smiled and said, "If someone provokes you, I can help you solve it. If you can't believe me, at worst, I'll find Yang Guo too."

"No!" When they heard Yang Guo's name, the two of them suddenly became anxious. Wu Dun and Confucian, "Don't tell Yang Guo, otherwise we will break up with each other!"

They knew that Yang Guo was talented and intelligent. If they studied it in detail, they might not be able to figure out what was going on.

At that time, they didn't care, but Guo Jing wouldn't be able to be a human being.

After all, although he hates Huang Rong, Guo Jing can be regarded as their master at least.

Yelu Qi thought, he had no deep friendship with them, so how could he break up?

But then I thought about it and found that these two people seemed to have some favors to Guo Fu, and Guo Fu taught him a lot of martial arts. Since the two had requirements, it would be better to compete with them.

Then he swept around and confirmed that no one would come and left with the two.

But unexpectedly, almost just left, Yin Zhiping's figure slowly appeared outside the bamboo building of him and Yang Guo... (To be continued)
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