The big green carpet is covered with wraps, the grass is like grass, the white clouds are floating one by one, the cattle and sheep are in herds, the grass is eating, the man is riding the horse, the upper body is naked, and the beads of sweat shine the bronzed skin and muscles more robust.

"Khan," the eagle respectfully handed over a bowl of mare's milk wine, and Jibha raised his head and drank it down.

"It's still the milk wine of our Amur steppe," Jibha wiped his mouth with his arm, turned over and dismounted and released the reins, and immediately had a groom to take care of the horses.

"You, come in,"

The eagle did not dare to disobey any orders, and Djibha could not help but be belligerent, preferring to kill, in the words of the Central Plains......

"Return to the Sunset Full of Mountains and Rivers" Volume 1 Dust Chaos Chapter 71 Who is the king, and the battle is over is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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