Chapter 10 The ninth time under the scorching sun

September 20th, sunny. These two days are still hot during the day and cold at night. Although Xiao Fang's physical strength has gradually recovered, his mood has become more tense and irritable. This is not because of his melancholy and fear of this life-and-death battle, but because he is too lonely. He really wanted to talk to someone, but Bu Ying had already left, and there was no one for a thousand miles. The tension, the heat, and the abundant supply of meat and wine made his lust suddenly extremely excited. He has not been close to a woman for a long time. He often couldn't help but think of that hand, that delicate and soft hand that touched and scrubbed every inch of his body.

He felt as if he was about to burst. So in the middle of the night on September 19th, he used the stars to identify the direction and started to walk back to where the tent was. It was already the early morning of September 20th, and he saw the tent again. He himself knew that his current situation was definitely not suitable for confronting such an opponent. But he would never evade, nor would he back down. Many people believe in fate and believe that fate can determine a person's life. But they don't know that it is often their own character that determines the fate of a person's life.

Xiao Fang is such a person, that's why he embarked on this path. He strode toward the tent. The huge and sturdy cowhide tent stands under a wind-stone cliff. When Xiao Fang left here three days ago, there were not only people but also camels and horses outside the tent, but now they are all gone. Where are those people? Where are those camels who carry food and water for people and maintain people's lives, but have to endure people's ruthless whips all day long? Is the ruthless and nameless swordsman alone waiting for him in this tent? Waiting to kill him! The scorching sun rose again.

Xiao Fang let the beads of sweat flow down to the corner of his mouth, the salty and bitter sweat was licked up with his tongue, like blood. Soon he would get a taste of real blood.his own blood. He dropped his felt, leather pouch, and everything else that might slow his movements, and, gripping his sword tightly, stepped into the tent, ready to face the most fearsome opponent of his life. Unexpectedly, there is not even a person in this tent. The swordsman is nameless, and he is ruthless when he draws his sword. He will kill people as soon as he strikes. This sword is not only the essence of his swordsmanship, but also his secret. Of course, he does not want others to watch when he strikes.

Anyone who can see his sword will surely die by his sword! So Xiao Fang once thought that both Wei Tianpeng and Shui Yin had been forced to leave here. But he never thought that the unknown swordsman would leave, let alone why he wanted to leave? They are the same kind of people who, under any circumstances, would never get cold feet. Has something amazing changed here?What happened that made it necessary for him to go? Xiao Fang couldn't see it. Everything in the tent is exactly the same as when he left three days ago, the gold basin is still on the wooden table, and the leopard skin is still——

Xiao Fang's muscles all over his body tightened suddenly, and he rushed to the soft couch with a stride. He saw the leopard skin moving. Holding the sword in one hand, he stretched out the other hand slowly, very slowly, and then suddenly lifted the leopard skin with the fastest speed. Sure enough, there was a person under the leopard's skin. This person is not Mercury, not Wei Tianpeng, and even less the nameless swordsman. This person is a woman. A completely naked woman. Xiao Fang could tell at a glance that he had never seen this woman before, and this woman was different from any woman he had ever seen before.

what is the difference? Although Xiao Fang couldn't say it, he could already feel a very deep and strong feeling that almost penetrated into his lower abdomen. He is a prodigal son. He has seen countless women, and also seen countless women naked in front of him. Their bodies are far stronger and more alluring than this woman's. Not only does she look pale and thin, but she is not well developed, but she gives people the feeling that she can go deep into the most primitive lust of human beings. Because she is completely helpless, completely without resistance, not even the will to resist.

Because she is too weak, no matter how others try to deal with her, she can only bear it. — Any man can do anything to her. If a woman gives a man this feeling, it is a very unfortunate thing for herself or for others. Because this feeling itself is a temptation to sin. Xiao Fang rushed out, out of the tent, the sun was burning like fire outside the tent. Standing under the scorching sun, his heart seemed to be burning with flames. He has held back his emotions for too long. He doesn't want to commit a crime. Beads of sweat began to flow down again, and restraining lust was sometimes more difficult than restraining any kind of impulse.

He didn't go far, because there were some things he had to figure out. ——How did this woman get here?Where did Wei Tianpeng and the others go? When he walked into the tent again, she had already sat up, wrapped herself in leopard skin, and looked at him with eyes full of fear. Xiao Fang tried to avoid going to see her. He couldn't forget the feeling just now, and he couldn't forget that she was still naked under the leopard skin. But there are some things he must ask, first of all he must find out who she is. He asked a question, and she answered a question. She never resisted, because she had neither the will nor the strength to resist.

"Who are you?" "My name is Bova." Her voice is soft and timid, and although she speaks a common voice in the Central Plains, she has a very strange accent. Although she seems to be a Han Chinese, she undoubtedly grew up in the desert, and her name is also in Tibetan. "Are you from Wei Tianpeng?" "I'm not." "How did you come here?" "I'm here to wait for someone." "Wait for who?" "His surname is Fang, he is a man, a very good man." Xiao Fang was not too surprised, so he immediately asked:

"You recognize him?" "I don't know." "Who told you to wait for him?" "It's my master." "Who is your master?" "He's also a man." When she mentioned her master, her eyes immediately revealed a kind of respect almost like a mortal worshiping a god: "But he is more powerful and stronger than all the men in the world. As long as he wants to do, he can't do it." If not, as long as he wants, he will fly to the blue sky, to Mount Everest, just like an eagle." "An eagle?" Xiao Fang finally understood: "Is his name Bu Ying?" "yes." She is here because Bu Ying asked her to come. Wei Tianpeng and the others were not here, of course they were also forced to leave by Bu Ying. He forced Wei Tianpeng and Shuiyin away for Xiaofang, and defeated the terrifying unknown swordsman for Xiaofang. As long as he wants, he can do anything! Xiao Fang suddenly felt very angry. He should have been grateful, but his anger was far stronger than his gratitude. The murderous swordsman was his opponent, and the decisive battle between them had nothing to do with others. Even if he was defeated and died in battle, it was his business. He could hardly resist rushing out, looking for Bu Ying, and telling this pretentious person that there are certain things that he must do by himself - he must fight his own battles, protect his own dignity, and protect his own life. the same.