Brother Xingji is very painful, but Brother Disaster Star is very happy. Looking at the flame that seemed to be rushing in front of him, his mouth was almost to the root of his ears.

"Brother Su......" The flame galloped to the front, and without waiting to stop, a fiery figure flew down, showing extremely exquisite riding skills at the same time, it also expressed the owner's impatient mood vividly.

"Female rabbit rabbit. Su Mo called softly, stretched out his arms, and took the beautiful woman into his arms. The delicate body trembled slightly, and the girl hugged him hard, as if she wanted to dissolve herself into it.

In all directions, all the Mongolian knights dismounted one after another, and looked at the figures embracing each other in the field, revealing a look of awe and worship.

"Burdenning!"

"Burdenning!"

I don't know who shouted first, and then it rippled like a spreading ripple, merging into a neat wave. Everyone knelt down and bowed in prayer.

"Huh, what are they ......" Stunned by the sudden scene, Su Mo looked around and asked Tululetu suspiciously.

Turuletu still hugged him tightly, only tilting his head slightly, looking at him with undisguised admiration and pride.

"They are worshipping you, saying that you are a god descending from heaven. The girl explained with tears and pride on her face. Her lover was revered by the clansmen, which made her feel extremely happy.

"The gods descend to earth?" Su Mo muttered in a low voice, secretly rolling his eyes in his heart. Well, it seems that the name of his god stick can't be removed. mixed the name of a reincarnated fairy child in the Central Plains, and went to Mongolia to earn the name of a god.

Bodeningli is a Turkic word that translates to "god".

"Yes, Celestials!" Turuletu smiled and nodded heavily, "You have defeated the Steppe Wolf Fire Sift, he is the bravest warrior of the Steppe, and no one can defeat him except the Celestials." Moreover, even the wolf god surrenders to you, isn't this a god of heaven?"

Su Mo suddenly became proud. "Wolf God? They're talking about the sun. Hah, that's just my dog. Well, brother is actually a low-key person, wouldn't this kind of personality cult not be good?"

The god Tian shamelessly agreed, and then pretended to be a high question. The fat man rolled his eyes vigorously beside him. His own young master is good everywhere, but every time he is so shameless, it is really unbearable.

Turuletu obviously didn't think so, she felt that the man at this time was the most handsome, and there was a taste that made her fascinated.

"Where have you been, why did you go so quickly?" I thought ......" she muttered as she looked up at him in the sunlight, his lines as firm as a knife and an axe.

Su Mo's smug mood narrowed slightly, and he looked down at the delicate beauty like a flower, and suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart.

But I haven't seen it for a few days, and this once bright and delicate face has an obvious haggard color at this time.

Although this girl bears the glory of the princess, she still can't escape the end of being treated as a political victim. Even if Dayan Khan doted on her so much, he still pushed her out without hesitation in the face of racial interests and ambitions to dominate the world.

At this time, Su Mo still didn't understand Dayan Khan's scheme? This flower-like woman was like a lure with a sweet fragrance, and the target of the temptation was the dragon sons and grandsons of the Ming Dynasty.

No matter how strong a fortress is, it is easiest to disintegrate from within. If a daughter can be sacrificed in exchange for the outbreak of civil strife in the Ming Dynasty, it will bring endless benefits to Mongolia.

And this girl is not stupid, what Su Mo can think of, she naturally thinks of. She did not hesitate to follow her thousands of miles, but she was obviously sent as bait, and the pain and helplessness in her heart can be imagined.

Fortunately, there is also Su Mo, who is intoxicated and willing to abandon everything for it, so that she can face all this strongly.

However, Su Mo's non-resignation cast a shadow on the girl's heart. For days, she had panicked, wept, hesitated, and even thought of the most terrible step.......

But now it's okay, it's raining and the sky is clear. Her lover returned, and he did not get tired of her or abandon her. Hugging him so truly and smelling his breath, Tululetu was a little dizzy with happiness, and could only hold on to him desperately, for fear that if he was not careful, he would never be able to catch this man again.

"Silly girl, I'm just in a hurry. Well, everything will be fine. Believe me!Oh, do you believe me?" Su Mo hugged her hard, then pushed away a little, gently wiped away the tears from the girl's cheeks, and asked softly.

"Yes, I believe in you, always!" the girl nodded firmly without hesitation.

Su Mo smiled, his smile warm and dazzling in his eyes. Suddenly Turuletu settled down completely, as if all difficulties were no longer a problem.

"%¥&&......*" The chain slave who was looking at this side from a distance let out a few indistinct whispers, squinting at the fat man on the side, and his eyes were undisguised with hostility and hatred. That damn Oriental kid is unforgivable for deceiving his goddess again!

Moose secretly turned his thoughts, wondering if he should go over and break his neck, and it would be a hundred better. It's just that the fat man next to him makes him a little jealous, and with his beastly intuition, he can keenly sense that there is something in this fat man's body that makes him feel dangerous.

Moreover, the goddess doesn't seem to like killing that kid by herself, if she really does that, I'm afraid the goddess will never manage herself again, right?

Thinking like this, Moose felt a little frustrated, and could only curse in a hateful whisper. Hopefully, the ancient spell passed down by the people will work to kill the hateful Oriental.

The fat man grinned at him, didn't care about the threat he showed at all, leaned over and patted his thick arm, and said jokingly: "Silly big man, what are you muttering? Are you thinking about women? But with your physique, I'm afraid ordinary women can't stand you." Alas, by the way, speaking of which, I have a question that I've been wanting to ask you for a long time. You must be human too. Well, tell me, what race are you? The women of your tribe are like you...... Well, is it so robust?"

The fat man's face had a smile that all men understood, and he looked very obscene, which made Moose feel the urge to step on it hard.

Why is this fat man so annoying? What do you mean that I should also be a human being? Of course the old man is a human being, you are not a human being, your whole family is not a human being!

Also, do we know you well? You're so hot and you covet our Viking women! Can you stand up to the ravages of our Viking women with your little physique?

Moose squinted at him disdainfully, his face full of disgust.

How did the fat man know that he was despised? But even if he knew, he wouldn't care. Following such a young master, the first thing to exercise is cheekiness. This small blow doesn't have to be tickled more heavily for him.

The familiar guy pulled the chain on Moose's body and walked back, while continuing to talk casually. The young master is picking up girls, but he can't let this muddy person go over to disturb him.

Moose reluctantly looked back at the other side, and was helplessly dragged away step by step. The brigade continued to move forward and slowly headed towards the capital.

In the middle of the procession, Summer and Turuletu mounted their horses again and walked on their backs. But it was only two horses walking side by side, and the owner of the horse became conjoined state, and Turule was cowered in the man's arms, his face full of intoxication and contentment, and his heart only hoped that it would be best to go on like this, and there would never be an end.

"Did you do it?" the two of them gossiped without a match, and Tululetu suddenly remembered something, turned his face and asked hesitantly.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, a little confused. "What?"

"Tucson, the Right Khan is dead. He was shot through the forehead and died, and no one saw the murderer, not even the murder weapon. I just received the news yesterday that the people said that the gods had punished him. Turuletu said softly, a look of awe and fear on his face.

Behind the collar, the golden armor was silent, like a dead thing. Su Mo's eyes rolled, and he shook his head and denied: "It's not me, how can it be! I was at home yesterday, how could I go to the royal court thousands of miles away?"

"Really?" Turultu was a little unconvinced, looked at him carefully, and then added, "Not yesterday, but further back, after you defeated the fire sieve." was in the big tent and was killed inexplicably. ”

said, paused and said: "You are a god, of course you don't have to show up in person." Don't you Han people also have the legend of the sword immortal? It's the kind of supernatural power that can take people's lives thousands of miles away?"

The girl gestured excitedly, and her curiosity about the powerful immortal technique obviously beat the fear, and her little face turned red.

Su Mo was speechless, raised his head to the sky and thought silently for a while, sighed heavily, and said bitterly: "I...... 's cultivation is not enough, it is the powerful means of the Jindan period, and I still need to work hard. ”

"Ahh Then he patted his chest lightly, his eyes flashed with excitement, and he clenched his little fists and shook them.

"Sure enough, you know. Well, don't be afraid, I believe you, you will do it. The little girl's wonderful mind was greatly satisfied, and she was very proud of her man's strong shamelessness, and was encouraged.

"I heard that you Han gods can fly, do they have wings......? Will you grow wings in the future? In that case, will it be hard to sleep? Or will you sleep standing up, just like the birds?"

“…… Oh, what am I going to do in that case? We Mongolian husbands and wives sleep together, so that we can have cubs. I...... I want to have a cub with you too. Well, lots and lots of cubs......."

The girl muttered in a low voice, her cheeks flushed, but she still stared at him boldly. There was longing and shyness in his eyes, and there was a bit of worry and worry.

Poof!

Su Mo lost his mind and fell headlong into the horse. Grow wings...... Sleeping standing ....... cubs......

Well, I have to say that this woman's brain really made Su Mo "shock". Under the continuous bombardment of the two-dimensional noun, he finally fell heroically.

Mongolian couples all sleep together....... but our Han couples also sleep together? Uh, no, as long as it's human, whose husband and wife don't sleep together? Is it necessary to emphasize this?

Also, are you sure you're talking about people, you're talking about immortals? I'll you, you're not talking about immortals, you're talking about birdmen!

Su Mo was lying on his back on the ground, looking sluggish. Imagining the picture of himself posing in an independent posture of the golden rooster, standing on a branch with one leg and pretending to sleep, suddenly full of sadness for the following days.