"Aoug ......"

The king of the Right Tent suddenly appeared, and said such a thing, and Turul Tuden, who had been calm and at ease, froze. Then his face turned pale and he shouted in a trembling voice.

Just from the time she first introduced everyone to Su Mo, she could hear that the little girl's feelings for these uncles were extremely deep.

And now, this uncle, who had always loved him the most, actually said such mocking and cold words to himself, and Turuletu felt sad and aggrieved in his heart, and his eyes suddenly turned red.

Behind him, the chain slave breathed heavily, his eyes were blazing, and he stared fiercely at the King of the Right Tent, and the overwhelming murderous aura surged over like a turbid wave. If it hadn't been for Turuletu's previous stop, he would have broken the necks of these people long ago.

Feeling the emotions of the chain slave, the King of the Right Tent Khan couldn't help but change his face, and he couldn't help but take two steps back. Suddenly came to his senses again, hurriedly paused, looked at Tululetu who was crying with complicated eyes, sighed secretly in his heart, and said coldly: "Don't dare to be, Beji will not recognize himself as a Mongolian, this Aug name is still just." ”

He was a genuine fond of Turuletu, but the biggest reason for this was because of his son Arul. If Arur is still there, if nothing has changed, the pearl of the grassland in front of him will sooner or later be his daughter-in-law of Tucsang, how can he not love it?

However, now, he doesn't know whether his son is alive or dead, and he can't see anyone dead or dead, but this woman is empathetic and doesn't fall in love, and she hooks up with the culprit who killed her son, which makes him completely unacceptable.

As the saying goes, how deep love is, how deep is hatred, at this time, he can't wait to kill this pair of dogs and men to relieve his hatred.

Turuletu was finally hurt by his cold and merciless words, and large tears rolled down. But then he stubbornly raised his hand to wipe it away, raised his head and said: "I don't know why Awug said this, I am not wrong, and I have never done anything to be sorry for my clansmen." As for the chain slave, I just came to see him and bring him some food, and how could I have said that he was not allowed to play? But there is no need to say anything more now, you can do whatever you want. ”

After that, his eyes glanced at the empty wine jar, and he prayed secretly in his heart. Only then did he whisper a few words to appease the chain slave, and then resolutely turned away. This time, he didn't look at the Right Tent Khan and Umur and others.

The chain slave looked at her back blankly, scratching his head in confusion, not understanding what was going on. Why did these people make the beautiful goddess so sad, and the goddess still made herself obey their arrangement and not make trouble?

The simple mind of this crude and innocent Viking is simply unable to comprehend something too complicated. So he could only stare angrily and helplessly at these disgusting guys in front of him, and then let out a low roar, turned around and grabbed the roast sheep, and bit it with a big mouthful, as if chewing the flesh and blood of these hateful guys.

The Right Khan and the Umur and the others looked at each other, and for a moment they couldn't figure out the intention of Turuletu to come here.

"Are you sure she's here to make trouble, Umur?" frowned and thought for a moment, and the Right Khan asked Umur.

Wu Muer sighed, his eyes dodged slightly, and he snorted: "She...... He was so focused on the dog that he wasn't here to make trouble, what could he do? I didn't hear it with my own ears, but I couldn't be wrong to think about it. ”

The right khan king's brows furrowed again, and he was disgusted with this kid who also coveted his prospective daughter-in-law. is such a wreck, and he dares to have the intention of fighting with his son, he really doesn't know whether he is alive or dead.

It's just that when I think of my son now that he doesn't even know whether he is alive or dead, I can't help but feel a gloom in my heart, and the pain is instantly replaced by a full of resentment.

"Make arrangements, don't make more complications. He didn't bother to say anything more, his eyes turned on the chain slave who was glaring at him fiercely and tearing the mutton with his mouth, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes, and he turned away.

Wu Muer bowed slightly, and waited until his back was gone, then he turned his head and looked at the chain slave like a beast, swallowed hard, barely squeezed out a little difficult smile, and cautiously leaned over one by one......

In front of the campfire, two majestic figures scuffled together, and both of them let out bursts of roaring sounds. It is almost the most primitive hand-to-hand combat, and the exciting onlookers are full of blood, cheers and applause.

The next moment, with a bang, the two of them flew up in unison, and then landed at the same time, and the ground seemed to tremble slightly.

In this fight, Rao is Chang Zhen and others made all kinds of unbounded tricks, but they ended in a draw. Tu Zhenguo deserves to be the first warrior of Horqin, although he consumed some physical strength in the first battle, and was troubled by various tricks, but at the last moment, he relied on his strong strength to make Chang Zhen's attempt to overwhelm him failed, and finally ended with the two of them falling to the ground at the same time.

This is not a formal competition, and naturally there will be no professional referees like later generations. The so-called referee is the spectator watching around, and it is clear who wins and who loses. What's more, there is also the big boss of Dayan Khan, and if you look at it from above, you can't get it if you want to cheat.

Seeing that the two of them got up with difficulty and continued to fight, Dayan Khan stopped him by speaking out as soon as possible.

These two people have already reached the limit, and it is difficult to really distinguish the winner unless it is a matter of life and death. He just wants to suppress the limelight of the Ming people, and he doesn't really want to offend the Ming Dynasty, so it is completely unnecessary to fight again.

In the field, Tuzhen and Chang Zhen bowed down to lead. After getting up, Chang Zhen laughed and stepped forward to give Tuzhen a warm hug, and praised with a thumbs up: "Brother, good job, really worthy of the name of the first warrior." I didn't expect that I couldn't beat you despite all my means, but in fact, you won. Haha, but this battle is really painful, painful. ”

He was originally a straightforward and bold character, and he was the most martial artist in his life. This fight was hearty, and it was even more enjoyable than the usual fight with his own brother, because although he knew that the other party was an enemy, he still gave his praise without reservation.

Tuzhen was stunned by his enthusiasm, and the originally angry look on his face gradually eased. Like Chang Zhen, a man like him is mostly a rough and straightforward person, Chang Zhen praised him so unabashedly, and frankly admitted that he was not as good as him, and he won, which made Tuzhen suddenly feel good, and he unconsciously felt sorry for each other.

"You're also amazing...... Well, it's amazing. His face was slightly red, his thick fingers scratched his head, and he thought for a long time before he replied with a smile. But as if this was not enough, his face was entangled like constipation for a while, and then he added: "You are as good as me, I am willing to drink with you." ”

Chang Zhen was stunned for a moment, then laughed, took his hand and walked out, and said loudly as he walked: "That's how it should be, you and I don't know each other, when you fall in love at first sight, you should have a good drink, and if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

Tuzhen was also overjoyed, grinning and nodding again and again. The two rammed goods just hooked their shoulders and walked away, making everyone stunned and looking at each other, but then they all laughed out loud, and unconsciously, it made the atmosphere of the two harmonious again.

Men's friendship is always inseparable from wine and strength. With the foreshadowing of Tuzhen and Chang Zhen, no one came to maliciously challenge the Ming Mission, but there were a few other teams of Mongolian wrestlers who really helped the fun, which continued to arouse everyone's cheers.

While it was lively, Dayan Khan and Su Mo suddenly sighed at the same time, and their faces became gloomy at the same time. Both looked in the same direction, and there, Turuletu, who had just wiped away his tears, walked back with a gloomy face.

Su Mo stood up first, strode forward, held the little girl's fragrant shoulder, and said softly: "What's the matter, why are you crying?"

Tululetu looked up with teary eyes, and when he saw Su Mo's face clearly, and saw the concerned and gentle eyes in his eyes, a wave of grievance suddenly came to his heart. Wow threw himself into Ailang's arms and cried loudly.

After all, she is still a sixteen-year-old child, and she is treated like a loved one, and the grievances and depression in her heart are self-evident. Now that he suddenly faces Ailang, he can't control his emotions anymore. It's just that she still expects a miracle, so she refuses to say more, only hugs the warm heart in front of her, and lets that warmth warm her wounded heart.

Dayan, who was one step behind, smashed his mouth and slammed his mouth, stiffly took back the hand that was half outstretched, and looked at Su Mo's eyes, and became more and more unkind.

This damn little bastard was about to cheat his treasure away, but his own daughter was desperate, which made him resentful and unwilling.

"My Gegentana, who bullied you? Tell Father Khan, Father Khan cut off his head and gave you a vent. ”

When the two of them returned to the table and sat down, Dayan leaned over to talk to his daughter with a salivating face, and the flattery made Su Mo get goosebumps. But when Nima said this, why did she look at herself and sneer? Damn, it's not me who bullied your daughter, what do you mean by glaring at me?

Su Mo glared back without showing weakness, he felt that this cheap old man's appearance was a disease, and he had to be cured!

So, the two of them stared at each other out of thin air through a little girl in the middle. Invisibly, there seemed to be countless sparks bursting out, blowing up countless flashes of lightning......

The poor little girl was intoxicated with the warm embrace of Ai Lang, how did she know that her Lao Tzu and Ai Lang were fighting silently?

One old and one young used their eyes as swords, and they did not see a victory or defeat in several rounds of the battle, and finally had to stop for the time being and withdraw their troops. Damn, it's not okay if you don't withdraw the troops, your eyes hurt so much......

I was thinking about shifting the target and asking what was going on, but I suddenly heard a burst of exclamations on the field.

The two of them turned their heads to look at each other, and when they saw the situation clearly, Dayan Khan's eyes shrank suddenly, but then they slowly relieved themselves, and only glanced at Su Mo silently, with a deep meaning in their eyes.

But Su Mo's eyes gradually narrowed into a slit, and the light in them flickered.