"Good skills, use Brother Zhao, good skills!" After five or six breaths, the first cheer suddenly sounded outside the circle, but it was Wang Han who recovered from the shock, laughed and stroked his palms and cheered.

"Well played, with Brother Zhao, it's really enjoyable!" Wang Zhihuan followed and came back to his senses, happily swinging his fists into the air one after another, "I finally understand why the Mo family dared to fight against the princes of the Six Kingdoms back then!" With Brother Zhao, enjoyable, enjoyable! If only I could have played a little slower, I didn't see it clearly! ”

"Good skills, this master book is good skills!"

"Well played, well played! That's how he should be cleaned up! ”

……

In all directions, the cheers were completely ignited. The little girls who followed behind "Jumeng" did not hide their thoughts, waving and applauding one by one, happily.

Zhang Qian, on the other hand, was still satisfied, first smiled and arched his hand to everyone, and then moved his arm while sending an invitation to the stunned Tubo warriors around him. "Is anyone else coming? Just be in the circle! Rest assured, today is only a matter of victory and defeat, not life or death! ”

It's so fucking enjoyable, it's been a long time since I've had this enjoyment!

For the first time since the crossing, he played so heartily. Especially the last leg whip, if he is an evenly matched opponent, he will never dare to raise his leg so high! And with Guo Nu and Ren Cong, he couldn't bear to make such a ruthless move. Only Hi Duo Meaty, the ability to fight is just right, and the degree of underbeating is also first-class.

"No, no, no one!" The Tubo warriors who were swept by Zhang Qian's gaze retreated sideways, and no one refused to step forward to take the move. Even the courage to look at him disappeared.

Even the brave and combative Xiduorou Cao Chang didn't last three rounds, and was swept out of the circle by the "civil official" of the Tang Dynasty in front of him, and he fell unconscious. These samurai, who are not as good as the sorcerers of the fleshy Cao Chang, why should they go into the circle to die?!

What's more, for such a thing, the rule is to win or lose in one game. How can it be like a bow, and talk about a best-of-three game? (Juju, ancient polo, was an extremely popular sport in the Tang Dynasty, and was played by both men and women.) ）

"Since you lost, why don't you apologize to others?!" Seeing that all the Tibetan warriors did not have the courage to enter to receive the recruitment, the girl "Jumeng" secretly breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, deliberately raised her face, and scolded the warriors.

If Zhang Qian refused to accept Kitarou's challenge just now, or lost. Even if she relied on her special status to force the Tibetan warriors to make amends, the latter would not be convinced. Perhaps, after going back, he will add oil and vinegar to the Tibetan envoy Xi Xun to accuse her of the black state.

And now, with Zhang Qian's leg whip, all the troubles have disappeared. No matter what decision she makes, it is the Tibetan warriors who are not angry, not that she is deliberately favoring her mother's family.

'He's got so long legs, and that's a really good move!' Involuntarily glanced at Zhang Qian, the girl turned her face sideways, and suddenly felt that there was a deer in her heart.

'He's not going to find out I'm looking at him, is he?' Suddenly a strange thought, accompanied by a beating heart, made her face redder and twisted her head more away. However, his ears were quietly pricked up, listening carefully to the movements around him.

All around, the sound of reparation had already resounded. But it was those Tibetan warriors who listened to the orders of her master, and were bowing down to Zhang Qian to apologize.

"I know it's wrong, please forgive me!"

"It was indeed our fault just now, please forgive me!"

"I waited for the wrong one, and I am willing to compensate!"

……

And Zhang Qian's attention, at this moment, should be completely attracted by the apologetic voices and actions of the Tibetan warriors, and he was busy with the warriors, probably not looking at her at all.

A little bit of loss surged up from her heart again. Vaguely, accompanied by a little grievance.

'What do you think, Yang Qingjing, you are really shameless! ’

'You are now Zhu Meng of Tubo, and he, he is the chief secretary of the armament supervisor of the Tang Dynasty. ’

Grievances are like seeds, quickly germinating and growing in the heart, turning into several long vines.

'Yes, at this moment, you are the master of the Tibetan warriors in his eyes. Xiduo Meat lost the fight, and you, the master, should also show something. Shaking her head slightly, the girl dispelled the loss in her heart and "pulled" the vines to pieces.

Immediately, she pulled up her mount again with her hands, slowly turned her head, and showed her nobility and dignity to the fullest, "Brother Zhao, this horse will be compensated to you!" Please also have a lot of adults, and don't worry about them anymore! ”

"This, forget it, my horse is a pull-back, I don't dare to ask for such a heavy compensation!" Zhang Qian was stunned, and hurriedly smiled and waved his hand. "And just now Nakita Meat once said that if he loses, his man and his horse will be mine. Anyway, it's just for pulling a cart, I'll just use that horse to pay for it! ”

With that, he smiled and nodded lightly to the girl, and walked quickly to Kita's succulent mount.

The surrounding Tibetan warriors were immediately relieved, and they actually took the initiative to run over and lead Kita's mount to him. From the beginning to the end, no one looked at Nakita again, as if the latter had been dead for years.

When Zhang Qian saw this scene, he became more and more convinced that his choice was right. The girl "Jumeng" claims to be the master of the Tibetan warriors, and her relationship with a certain upper-class figure in the Tibetan tribes must be extraordinary. And the girl's mount comes from the Queen Mother of Tubo, which is by no means an ordinary BMW horse.

I took the horse of the girl "Jumeng", and I won't ride it for a while, at most I will lock it in a horse pen and gain weight. And if the girl's act of using the mount to make amends aroused the dissatisfaction of the queen mother, I am afraid that she will have to bear the wrath of Tibet in all aspects alone.

Kindness between smart people doesn't need to be expressed too clearly. At the moment when Zhang Qian received the succulent mount from the hands of the Tibetan warriors, the girl's heart was already bright.

"Brother Zhao—" She suddenly felt that her eyes were a little hot, and the sunlight behind her was also very hot. I wanted to say a few words of thanks, but I was afraid of exposing my weakness at this time, so after shouting three words, I closed my lips tightly.

The vines that had just been "torn" off in my heart were "climbing" everywhere again at a speed several times faster than before. And it was covered with barbs, so that every time she "pulled", the pain went deep into the bone marrow.

"Miss Zhu, you're really welcome." Zhang Qian didn't hear it, the girl's voice had begun to tremble, pulled the reins of the mount, and turned back with a smile, "This horse is also very good, and it looks quite docile." Well, today's events, let's get over like this! Nakita is not dead, you send someone to bring him back, and he will recover after a few days. When I came out of my leg just now, I deliberately avoided his vital point! ”

The last few sentences are purely to divert the topic, lest the girl insist on giving away the mount again, and both sides will back and forth, and each other will be embarrassed. Unexpectedly, as soon as the words fell, Kita Meat, who was originally lying on the ground, suddenly got up, regardless of his unsteady standing, rushed to his feet, bowed his head and bowed: "Master, Kita Meat lost to himself, from now on, you will be the owner of Kita Meat." If the master wants to do whatever he likes, he will do whatever he likes. In the water and fire, never frown! ”

Without waiting for Zhang Qian to react, he quickly turned his body to the girl, "Jumeng, it is the judgment of God to make a slave to the master. I also asked Jumeng to inform Si Kaoru after he returned, and asked him to be kind to his family! ”