Chapter 117

8 [Darjung] The Han people are the most cunning, and they can sometimes deceive a woman's heart and her life with the most flirtatious words.

The person who came had dark skin, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and looked very heroic.

He wears a necklace of animal teeth and a sharp axe at his waist. The tall young man stood in the wooden house, and shouted several times at the top with half of his hard chest open.

Pei Yi couldn't understand Miao dialect, but he could hear the speaker's mood.

Bilibili, even the comparison, there must be no good words.

Pei Yi stood on the platform, his elbows resting on the wooden railing, his eyes looked at the distant mountains, and he didn't even lose a trace of his gaze to the young man who came, the man said and scolded for a long time, and saw that the other party was just standing there like a clay sculpture and wood carving without any reaction, and the impulse and anger when he came also dissipated a lot, and finally closed his mouth.

Anuna finally rushed over with someone, and she didn't know what to say to him, and after a while, she walked up to the wooden building, bent over Pei Yiyi, and said with a little embarrassment: "It was I who accidentally didn't look at it, and let the Wumiaotou Darong come here." โ€

Accidental?

How tightly guarded here, even he has been locked up for a year, this head man is so big and has such a high volume, he can scold for half an hour, where are those guards dead?

The corners of Pei Yi's mouth curled up and he didn't speak.

"He wants to see you, can Master Hou?"

Pei Yi glanced at her, the corners of her slender eyes were slightly raised, with a touch of red, Anuna was heartbroken by Pei Yi, and hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look directly at his gaze.

The man's footsteps were heavy on the stairs, as if he was about to collapse the entire wooden building, full of resentment.

Pei Yi sat cross-legged on the felt cushion on the ground, with a table, a pot, and only one cup in front of him.

"You're the Han man?"

The man finally abandoned the Miao dialect that was difficult to understand, and switched to the Chinese dialect that was not correct and round, and was awkward.

Pei Yi stretched out his hand and pointed to the opposite side: "Please." โ€

He sat down honestly and unceremoniously, pulled out the big axe from his belt, slapped it beside him, and then stared at the man in front of him almost viciously with a pair of eagle-like eyes, who looked more beautiful than a woman, had no flesh, and looked like he was about to be blown away when the wind blew.

In addition to being pretty, where is he half as good as himself?

Does he have the strength of his own? Do you have bronzed skin like yourself? Do you have the ability to pull out the mountain and catch the tiger with your bare hands?

The Han people are the most cunning, and they can sometimes deceive a woman's heart and life with the lightest words.

Da Rong looked at Pei Yi from head to toe, in his eyes, there was no Marquis of Great Qi, only a sick ghost who fought with him for a woman.

Pei Yi silently poured a glass of water and pushed it in front of Darong.

"I don't want to drink it!" Darjon viciously refused.

Pei Yi nodded and took his hand back: "Okay." As he spoke, he put the teacup to his lips and drank it silently.

Da Rong is not a person who can calm down, he inherited Wu Miao from his father, and he has only been the leader for two years, and when it comes to self-cultivation kung fu, he is not at the same level as Pei Hou, who has experienced a hundred battles.

He is a straightforward man, black and white are like the Chu River and Han boundary in his heart, and the barriers are clear, and there is no room for confusion.

So he didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "Do you like Da Wu or not?" โ€

The cup that had just been given to his lips paused, and his lips with a light color slightly left the rim of the cup, and Pei Hou, who was in a big Qi, lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes were long, covering the glittering light in his eyes.

"Are you a man? If it's a man, just talk! The dark-skinned man slammed his axe on the table, and the sunlight shone through the window, gliding through the cold, blinding streamer on the sharp blade.

Pei Yi glanced at the sharp weapon on the table, the corners of his lips seemed to be hooked, and he went around and around, and finally returned to this question.

"What do you have to do with it?" He put down the teacup in his hand, lifted his eyes, and finally rewarded Darjung with a full face.

Darjon had never seen such a pair of eyes, the pupil color was a little light, it was the kind of amber brown, but it was heavy, it seemed to have no bottom, like a deep pool, sucking people to look over, but they couldn't get to the bottom. looked at the stagnant water, but in the next moment, a glimmer of light passed, as if there was a ghostly fire hidden in the depths of the pool, which made people chill from the bottom of their hearts.

There were very few deceitful things around Darjon, but that didn't stop him from having a beastly intuition.

That light, flashing with malice and murderous aura, although it was only a fleeting moment, still made him sense the crisis through the cracks in his bones.

The seemingly thin, gentle man in front of him is nothing more than a fierce beast with sharp claws, looking like a harmless or even lazy cat basking in the sun, but the next moment he may jump up and bite your throat.

Darron's originally crooked and slanted body sat upright, and his hand was on the handle of the axe.

"The Great Witch has promised to have a baby with me!"

Pei Yi's long eyes were dyed a little red, and a pair of eyes stared at him heavily: "So what?" โ€

"What do you say?!" Darjung's anger rushed to his head, but there was a sour and astringent grievance in his heart, "But you hooked her heart!" โ€

Pei Yi looked at the stupid boy in front of him with straight eyebrows, and when he thought that Xiao Moyin would sleep with him in the same bunk and give birth to children for him in the future, he couldn't help but want to reach out and pinch him to death...... But I don't have that ability.

"Her heart wasn't with you in the first place." Physically he couldn't win, but when it came to mental attacks, a hundred Darjon couldn't be his opponents.

Pei Yi narrowed her eyes slightly, and flicked it lightly on Darjung's sharp axe blade: "Her heart is only on herself, and no one can take it away." โ€

"You still deny it!" Da Rong scolded angrily, "The Han people really don't have good things, they have a set of faces and a set of inside, the big witch is blind, how can they take a fancy to you?!" โ€

"That's her business, not yours." Pei Yi sat in front of Da Rong, "No matter who she has children with in the future, she is the great witch of Miao Jiang." โ€

"She promised to have a child with me, how could she still have a child with someone else?" Darjung's words choked in his throat, and he suddenly remembered the conditions that the Great Witch had agreed to him.

Miao Jiang's most magical gold-entangled Gu was to save the man in front of him, so Dawu agreed to his request without hesitation.

For his sake, he didn't even want his life.

Why did he stay here and put up with his own woman pretending to be another man in his heart? Dajon was entangled in his heart, and rushed to his mouth, but he couldn't spit out a word. He likes Dawu, what man would not like such a beautiful and intelligent woman? The child born with her must also be the smartest and most beautiful, and can be blessed by the great god.

He came to ask for marriage with confidence, because he felt that Man Miaojiang could not find a man like him who could be worthy of her.

Until I met this hateful Han Chinese.

"Treat her well." Here he struggled with the pain, and after a long time, the man sitting across from him said this to him.

Treat her well?!

She didn't even want her life for you, and she promised to have a child with another man for you, why can you still spit out these four words so easily that it doesn't matter?

Darron's fingers gripping the handle of the axe strained, revealing the blue-white joints.

His high-pitched voice echoed in the empty wooden house, he struck his fist on his solid chest with a puffy sound, he even stood up and danced the axe in his hand with a silver light, and then, he threw down Pei Yi with a blank face, as when he came, he stepped on the steps of thunder and anger, and ran down the stairs with a bitter and bitter face, eager to trample the building down like a "knock knock".

Pei Yi turned his face to Anuna, who was blue, white, black and red, and in all colors, frowned and asked, "What the hell is he talking about?" โ€

Anuna took a moment to reorganize the language, and stammered to translate the words of Darjon to Pei Hou.

To the effect that he Da Rong is the head of Wu Miao, a man who stands up to the sky, he doesn't need people's sympathy, no need for people to be pitied, and he won't break up the lovers who have each other in their hearts.

If Pei Yi is a healthy and strong man, he will definitely fight you in a fair duel to see who is more qualified to protect Miao Jiang.

It's a pity that you're not, you're just a scrap of wood that you have to get off when you twist your neck, and you can't win a fight.

If Dawu is willing to be nice to you, then you will treat her well for the rest of your life.

If you feel sorry for her, make her sad, or make her angry, I, Dajon, will come and kick your head off as a ball.

And so on......

Pei Yi could hear the black line in his head, but he finally heard the point.

This black-seeded man gave up his plan to marry Xiao Moyin. will not force Xiao Moyin to marry him......

Pei Yi didn't know whether to be happy or worried for a while, and sat there stunned for a long time before saying to Anuna: "I'm leaving tomorrow, can I go see her again before leaving?" โ€

Anuna hesitated: "The Great Witch said that I won't see you again." โ€

"Isn't it okay to be on the last side?"

Being looked at by such a beautiful young man with a faint sadness and faint despair in his eyes, even Anuna, who has been on the verge of life and death many times, can't bear it, although she has struggled for a long time in her heart, she still nodded and relieved.

"Only one thing, don't let her see ......," Anuna said again, "She's been weak lately and she's not in good spirits, so don't let her see you, take a look from afar." โ€

If you're still going to leave after you've seen it, then go and never come back.

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