Tu Haotang saw that Yun Qi and Bei Ming seemed to be talking, and hurriedly chased after him, wanting to hear some news, but who knew that as soon as they got closer, the two had already separated. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

He spied on the two of them carefully, but did not seem to see anything unusual, so he had to follow the marching team in frustration.

In front of the Yiren Palace, people from all walks of life have gathered, and the messengers who have come one after another have also given gifts.

Weng Guimi stood up, toasted everyone, and announced the matters that the grassland conference was going to be held. He holds a bucket in his hand, and each country can send two or three representatives to participate in the hunt, and all the participants will be divided into two groups according to the lot, and compete in the same enclosed area, starting in the morning and ending at dusk, and accumulating points according to the grade and number of beasts they have beaten, and the team with the most points wins.

Each arrow is engraved with a code name, and the one who hits the most points will be given the title of Warrior and will receive fifty good horses. The princes and marquis of various countries wanted to take this opportunity to show their faces, not only in front of everyone, but also to make friends and reserve political allies for the future, so the crowd was aroused.

"Okay, now I invite all countries to send players to the stage to draw lots. After Weng Guimi finished talking about the rules, he stepped aside.

Some small tribes took the lead in taking the stage, and those who won the long lot stood on the left, and those who drew the short lot stood on the right. After a while, two teams of people stood next to each other.

Guizi Guo naturally stepped forward, he drew it casually, it was a long lot, and he stood on the left side.

When they arrived at the Xiongnu, Xianxian Shan and Beiming stepped forward in parallel, and the two of them drew out a lot one after another with indifferent expressions. The sage dusted it short, and he stood on his right side with a smile.

It was Beiming's turn, Beiming scooped it up casually, and frowned slightly with the skewer.

What he drew turned out to be a long lot.

Xianxian Shan hurriedly said: "What's the matter? Our brothers have to be together, it's been a long time since we've fought together, what's more—" He lowered his throat: "You see that kid is also watching, how can you be with him?"

Beiming looked at the lottery, the lottery was drawn by himself, and he could only say that everything was providential.

This hunt is actually a chance to give them an opportunity to plan openly. He would not be naïve enough to think that Jiang Bin would not make a move, and similarly, he and Xian Xian Shan had other plans. Suppose that in the hunting, it is common for someone to be injured by a fierce beast, or if the knife and arrow have no eyes, and it may happen if someone is injured.

He looked up at Jiang Bin, and saw a little contempt in Jiang Bin's eyes, as if he knew it in his chest, Bei Ming quietly threw the stick into the stick holder next to him, and also stood on the right side.

The Huns can also produce one person, Tu Yutang has already stood behind the two of them, and now he saw that the two of them stood in line on the left and right, so he had to go forward to draw lots, he hugged the heavy lottery holder, shook it vigorously a few times, and then pulled out one from it.

"Long-long-" Tu Yutang muttered in a low voice, if he could be in a group with Jiang Bin, it would be easy to deal with that at that time!

But after seeing it clearly, Tu Haotang's face was a little displeased, it was a short stick. He squinted at the group of short signs, and saw that the eldest son of the main army of Wusun Yuan, Su Mi, was also there, so he became happy.

This mud was originally the eldest son born to Jun Su Mi and the Xiongnu princess Yin Ge, but he has not been favored, and later Jun Su Mi passed the throne to his younger brother Weng Guimi before his death. Although Weng Guimi once said that the throne would be passed to Nimi in the future, all the tribes did not agree. Nimi has a grudge in his heart, and he doesn't have much chance. This time I can get close to him.

In a short time, the two camps were divided.