Human heads of different sizes, like a sea of flowers that float up and down when the north wind blows... Mo Xiaohe's tent was densely packed.

The spectators are not too troublesome, some climb to the top of the tree, some go up the mountain, and the more powerful ones simply hang in the air and stop... One by one, they stretched their necks and stared wide-eyed, looking at them with a good taste.

It turned out that a group of Snow Clan women surrounded Mo Xiaohe's account, and pulled up a red banner with a few bright big characters hanging on it, "The Snow Clan princess is bloody, and she wants to marry Mo Monarch as his wife!"

There were a few Snow women wearing only small clothes and pants on the side, beating gongs and drums, and whistling when there was nothing to do.

The cheers and shouts were like waves, wave after wave.

Most people are always full of fantasies and yearning for beautiful things, so they always like to hear about such romantic things as gathering together to confess.

Over the past hundreds of years, the real realm has had so many vigorous crowd confessions... This time, it was just a few Snow Clan women beating gongs and drums to make a fool's errand, and the battle was small.

It's just that it happens to be noisy in front of the pear orchard that is about to open, so it seems to be extraordinary.

The blood rammed in the brightest spot in the crowd, held his head high, rolled his freshly washed and undried hair back at will, crossed his waist, and shouted loudly at Mo Xiaohe's tent, "Monarch Mo, the old lady doesn't know if you are in it, but there are some things that the old lady still has to say." ”

Although she is a woman, her voice is also squeamish with a woman's squeamishness, but the words "I am still the same" never appear in her words, even if I am a woman.

She really has no distinction between men and women, "Although a few days ago, our Snow Clan had an awkward quarrel with your Guilin Kingdom, and even drew a knife and slashed each other... But the Snow people have always been frank, they can't cut you, they just can't cut you, just admit it, there is no shame, and there is no grudge. ”

"So the old lady dares to stand here and shout, the old lady likes you!"

"Are you in there?

....

The fat man Zhang hid in the crowd of Daxia and didn't dare to come out... It's really hard to end when things come to this. If he rushes up and blows them away, it will be too unkind, and it will hurt Xiaohezi to lose a daughter-in-law.

If you let these girls make such a fuss... Jian Dan is here, and it will have to be turned upside down.

Being liked by one girl is happiness, and being liked by two girls is painful.

But Xiao Wuming stood high on the fat man's shoulder, revealing his missing two front teeth, and it was delicious... From time to time, he waved his little fists, and shouted and cheered.

"You are not there, it doesn't matter, the old lady just put the words here. ”

On the other side of the crowd, the sound of blood ramming sounded again, "The old lady's surname is Xueming, and the patriarch of the Snow Clan, Xueyue, is my aunt, if you talk about the relationship between my aunt and your master, we can be regarded as a pair of brothers and sisters." ”

"My wife is eighteen years old... Four years older than you. There is a saying in your Daxia that a female junior holds a gold brick, and she is four years older, that is, she holds a big gold brick. But if you think this gold brick is too old, don't worry, the old lady will continue to chase you in the next life. ”

The crowd of onlookers was sensational, with bursts of cheers and bursts of laughter... The girls beat gongs and drums, and it was very lively.

The blood rammer brushed his long hair and glanced at the crowd, and then a thunderous drum fell, and the scene fell silent again.

"In my life, my mother has been to many men... You Great Xia have always been conservative, if you mind this, that's fine. ”

Blood rammed wanted to roll up his sleeves like other women, but found that he was not wearing a coat and had no sleeves to pull, so he paused for a moment and continued to shout, "The old lady will go back and kill all the men I have slept with, and this life will belong to you alone!"

Again there were bursts of cheers like a wave.

...

...

"Although we Snow Clan are not as rich as you Guilin Mountain... But the Snow Clan is a race that has been around for 10,000 years. You married... No matter how you say it, it's not a marriage, right?"

"Monarch Mo, are you not in there, why don't you say something!"

"If you agree, I will ask my aunt to go to Guilin Mountain to propose, maybe your master can marry together!"

....

The crowd stirred up again.

But the eyes of the sensational crowd no longer seem to be on the blood rammer... Looking from afar, I saw the little senior sister holding Mo Xiaohe in one hand, striding violently.

The first beauty in the world carries the monarch of Guilin... The scene is somewhat emotional. Feel the beauty of Jian Dan, and feel the fierceness of Jian Dan.

Junior Sister Jian Dan suddenly jumped suddenly, jumped in front of the blood rammer, and shouted, "If you want to marry our little junior brother of Guilin Mountain, and want to marry our monarch of Guilin State, can you afford the gift money?"

Her voice was gentle, but there was an unyielding tone. Her voice was not loud, but it instantly silenced the crowd as if it were death.

Mo Xiaohe, who was thrown to the ground, propped his elbows on the ground, his face full of confusion.

Blood rammed her face and looked at Jian Dan carefully, she was not angry, nor was she embarrassed about whether she could afford to give the gift money, but she was cautious, "You are the little senior sister of Guilin Mountain? It seems that someone is in charge of Monarch Mo." How much money you want, senior sister can boldly say. ”

Jian Dan was like an angry little girl, glanced at the latter, and sneered, "What qualifications do you have to propose to the monarch of my Guilin Kingdom? ”

"Back then, didn't the golden-bodied ancestor also marry a beggar? You love me, you love me, you and I don't want to do anything, what kind of identity is you talking about? The right to pursue love is given by heaven!"

He was not angry when he was rammed down, but just sneered, "Everyone says that Jian Dan, the little senior sister of Guilin Mountain, is the most beautiful in the world and knows people's hearts best... But he said such impersonal and copper-smelling obscene words. If you are reluctant to give up Monarch Mo, won't I marry Guilin Mountain?"

Jian Dan, who made the eyes of all the men present seem to be glued to him, and his eyes can't be removed from him, actually crossed his waist, like a jealous shrew, "You like to call yourself an old lady, and I also call yourself an old lady." The old lady knew that you would answer like this, so the old lady deliberately asked you like this. ”

"What do people in the world think, it has nothing to do with the old lady, and the old lady doesn't care. ”

"The old lady just wants to tell you that the old lady is the little brother and sister, and the old lady can be her master... The old lady did not agree to this marriage. ”

"Besides, our Guilin Mountain, you Snow Clan can't climb high!"

Jian Dan's voice was higher than the other, and the voice was more domineering than the other.

The Snow Clan's expressions gradually turned cold.

The heavens and the earth are gradually getting colder.

Propose a marriage... A great event, but it touched a nose of ash.

The people of Guilin Mountain have always been arrogant and domineering in their bones... Arrogance and domineering have come to this point, and these few days can be regarded as a real experience.

Standing aside, like a mountain, Yao Yi gritted his teeth in anger.... But I can't help it. If the marriage proposal is not successful, it is unreasonable to fight with others. The key is this Jian Dan, she may not be able to fight, let alone Mo Xiaohe.

Only Xuetam's face did not change, and he turned to look at Mo Xiaohe, who looked innocent on the side, and laughed softly, "Monarch Mo, I want to marry you, do you agree? If you don't agree now, it doesn't matter, I will chase you every day, how about it? I liked you when I saw you for the first time." ”

"There's a poem that says that. . . I like you, like the morning sun enveloping the sunset, bathing in the early morning and dusk, the light invading the darkness, yesterday waiting for today, the day driving away the night, the cold winter freezing and scorching heat, confused, but like a river bursting its embankment and unable to extricate itself."

Mo Xiaohe, who was holding the ground with his hands, was just about to speak, only to hear Jian Dan shout, "Little junior brother, you shut up, you are not allowed to say a word." Senior sister asked you, this girl confessed to you with great fanfare, were you moved?"

Mo Xiaohe, who had never seen the little senior sister so angry, shook his head again and again, "I don't dare to move.. I really didn't dare to move. ”

"It's good not to be moved. The little senior sister slowly walked over and pulled up Mo Xiaohe, "You are the little junior brother who has just been accepted by our Guilin Mountain, and the senior sister is not allowed to marry you." If you want to marry, you are only allowed to marry in Guilin Mountain. ”

Mo Xiaohe was confused. Who are you marrying?

As if he suddenly came to his senses, he shouted, "You are a wife, and I am a concubine, it's all right?!"

Mo Xiaohe's pupils suddenly dilated, who is his wife?

Boom.

A bell rang solemnly not far away.

The empty trees that make up the gate of the pear orchard rise a colorful and dazzling rainbow, like the morning light in front of you.

The pear orchard opened.

Countless people, young people, rushed away.