Chapter 213: Return to the hometown

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Qi Muge appeared at some point, took a few meat bakes and a bowl of butter tea, and hurriedly appeared outside the ring and waved at her.

Li Mu'er smiled, a trace of blood soaked from her dry lips, got up and patted the grass on her body, and pretended to walk in front of her easily. In the interval between receiving the food binge, she whispered to her Muge: "Help me, tell him to wrestle with others." ”

Qi Muge immediately understood, and just as the warrior was laughing at others, Qi Muge buried him in Mongolian and said, "Sambo, aren't you tired after falling for so long?" ”

"What's so tiring about wrestling with a little girl?"

Several strong men outside the field helped Sambo speak: "That's it, it's Muge, Sambo won't get tired even if he falls with us!"

"Come on, don't be afraid to flash your tongue when you say big things. I don't believe you're not tired, just pretend! ”

"Eh......" Qi Muge's agitation method obviously worked, Sambo was eager to prove his ability, so he pulled a brother next to him and said, "Our Qimuge girl doesn't seem to have seen enough, and it is not such an attitude to shout cheers to the Great Khan last time!" Come on, let's play one first, and see who its wooden grid cheers for? ”

Seeing that there was another storm in the ring, Li Mu'er swallowed it and looked sideways with her peripheral vision.

She made this decision, not because she wanted Sambo to exhaust his physical strength, in fact, no matter how much he spent on his physique, he would not be able to carry Li Mu'er. She just wanted to observe that this ancient Mongolian skill must also have a knack for it, if you can win by brute force alone, then there are more people outside the ring who are taller and stronger than Sambo, why can't they become the "first warrior of the steppe"?

Sure enough, I saw that Sambo's waist and leg movements were coordinated and coordinated, and when he couldn't lift the other party and fall directly, he made full use of skills such as fluttering, pulling, throwing, and tripping, and quickly put the person down. He smiled and helped his opponent up, and the two shook hands amicably, bumping into each other, and the flesh on his body shook three times.

He looks so stocky, but he moves so quickly and flexibly in the confrontation.

In contrast, he can be described as light as a swallow, if he takes advantage of this and stabilizes his body with some internal force, then as long as he is not thrown to the point of exhaustion, he still has a chance to win. Li Mu'er swallowed the last bite of food, glanced at the half-burned incense, and walked back to the ring with her head held high.

This time she could learn to be obedient, her footwork was unpredictable, her body was boneless, and as soon as Sambo's hands and feet touched her, she would slide to the side like a loach, trying to treat others in her own way.

Sambo couldn't please him for a while.

But if it goes on like this, it won't determine the outcome of the battle. Seeing that the pillar of incense was about to burn out, Li Mu'er's eyes were fierce and she decided to take the initiative.

She had never studied Tai Chi, but she had heard of Tai Chi's method of overcoming rigidity with softness. Sambo slammed into his palm, and Li Mu'er grabbed his arm and stepped back with his strength, just to avoid his ensuing kick. In this way, Sambo's posture was very passive, and Li Mu'er took the opportunity to pull hard with some internal force, and he staggered forward a few steps more passively.

Golden opportunity! Instead of retreating because he pounced, Li Mu'er rushed head-on, leaning over and stretching one leg to his side and back, ready to push him up, trip him down, and put him down.

Unfortunately, she was facing a battle-hardened Bock master, and he immediately guessed her motives, and suddenly a brute force was stored in his hand, and he hugged her fiercely.

If Li Mu'er's empty other hand can use her strength, then using some means on his waist may be able to divert his attention and take it down in one fell swoop, but her right hand has not yet recovered to this point!

Worst! The incense ash is about to end, and the victory or defeat is at this moment. If Li Mu'er continues to be countered by him, she will definitely fall like countless times before, and eat.

At this moment, Li Mu'er suddenly heard a muffled snort from Sambo in his ear, and then the strength he was ready to attack seemed to have been reduced by half.

She didn't dare to hesitate, let out a loud shout, used all the strength of her life, and suddenly reached out to push him back, but her feet hooked forward quickly and flexibly, and the two opposing forces made Sambo's entire body fall straight back.

"Smack!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground was particularly abrupt in the sudden silence of the audience.

And shocking!

Sambo didn't hurt when he fell, he quickly stood up, he touched his waist suspiciously, and found nothing, but where did the pain come from just now?

Willing to gamble and lose, he didn't say hello to Li Mu'er, just turned around and put his fist on his chest, and knelt down on one knee at Batu Mengke.

"Great Khan, Sambo lost."

Batu Mengke frowned and glanced at Qi Muge, who was speaking, got up with a cold snort, and walked to the camp without saying a word.

There was a chatter outside the ring, and there were even a few bold Ming people laughing. Li Mu'er suddenly realized that she had won, the strength of her whole body suddenly lost, her bones seemed to fall apart, sweat suddenly surged out, she lost her support like a fallen leaf, and slowly slipped into the circle where the smell of gunpowder had just dissipated.

Qi Mu Ge rushed in and caught her limp body, such an action was particularly warm in the Mongolian crowd of birds and beasts, Li Mu'er smiled at her gratefully, and forced herself to prevent herself from falling asleep.

"Bachelor of Woman, I've never seen such a stupid person as you."

"Oh, each other."

When Qimuge heard her words, he looked suspiciously in the direction Batu Mengke had left.

Sure enough, he was looking back at her, and when he saw her paying attention, he turned around and left again.

"Anyway, it's like this, once the mustard is generated, where can it be easily removed?"

Li Mu'er no longer had the strength to appease the decadent Qi Muge, and she was uncomfortable with herself hard in her arms for a while, she suddenly took out the box and stroked her painful abdomen.

Qi Muge wondered, "What is this?" ”

Li Mu'er couldn't even shake the wooden box, but the corners of her mouth unconsciously hooked, "This is something that can help me go home." ”

After saying this, it was as if all the worries were suddenly put down, and Li Mu'er finally couldn't support it anymore, and fell asleep comfortably on his wooden shoulder.

………………

The whistling sound of the wind swept in my ears, but it was full of peace and tranquility.

Li Mu'er opened her eyes in disbelief, and what came into her eyes was a man's neck, with a blood-red cinnabar mole on it.

Only then did she realize that she was being carried on her back, walking steadily.

"Ahem......" The rust smell in my throat did not completely dissipate because I was unconscious, and I felt itchy when I opened my mouth.

After coughing and looking up, Li Mu'er found that the footsteps of the people under him had slowed down, followed by the voices of several strangers:

"Girl, you're awake!"

"Yes, benefactor, you're finally awake!"

"Girl, we've been released, thank you!"

Released? Li Mu'er narrowed her eyes and finally recalled the scene before she lost consciousness. Yes, she won Sambo, and Batu Menk kept his promise, and they were freed and no longer had to be prisoners of the Tartars......

They want to go home together.

Thinking of this, Li Mu'er relaxed and smiled with satisfaction, and at the same time seemed to think of something, and suddenly said anxiously to the man who was carrying her: "Do you know the way back?" I've got something here to show me the way, let me down first. ”

"No need, it's me who can find that thing, aren't I right here?" (To be continued.) )