"Twenty spines?"

Mo Si Khan rubbed his drunken hazy eyes, and his face showed a look of reminiscence, "I naturally remember that you were injured that day, and you fought against Yun Xi recklessly, and the punishment for defeat was twenty spines...... If people can have a pair of future eyes, let me know that you will snatch my Yunxi, I am afraid that I will beat you with twenty more spines."

"Hehe, my father-in-law said and laughed" Quan Ce snorted, skipped this stubble, pretended to be overwhelmed by the strength of the wine, staggered up, and kicked over a barbecue grill, "When the wine is drunk, the chest is hot, just drinking, it is boring, I am the son-in-law of the Khan, there are many disobedience, and there are very few times to be filial, I am quite ashamed of Yunxi, ashamed of the Turks, tonight, Quan Ce is willing to go down in person, and also use the twenty spines as a bargaining chip, and then enact the fight against the scene to entertain the father-in-law's heart"

"Oh?" A glimmer of light flashed in Mo Si's eyes, and he covered it up by rubbing his forehead, "But it's a piece of filial piety, but I don't know, who are you going to pick as your opponent?" Yang I branch? ”

"I fought with my uncle, he is not an opponent, it is better to fight against him, it is better to directly beat him with twenty spines" Quan Ce's drunkenness surged, and he couldn't care about Yang Wuzhi's dignity, so he shook his head decisively and refused. pineapple

A sentence said, Yang Izhi's face turned red, unscrewed his head, but did not refute, since he came to Beijing to congratulate last year, after going to Yongfengli together, he was very familiar with Quan Ce, but Quan Ce avoided it, just because he never forgot the princess of the daughter who glimpsed at him, and has been pestering Quan Ce to let him help create opportunities, Quan Ce was just a prevarication at the beginning, and then simply refused sternly, Yang I Zhi was very displeased, and asked Quan Ce to fight in the ring of Yuelai Inn, his body was burly than Quan Ce, The strength is not much different from Quan Ce, and there is no Quan Ce, who is light and agile, after a battle, he ended up with a blue nose and swollen face, and the girl Yunxi, who had only been married for two days, was still jumping and cheering loudly in the audience, which made Yang I suffer heavy physical and mental damage.

"I have heard for a long time that my cousin is silent, a young hero, very brave, tyrannical in the Turks, has always refused to admit defeat, even if it is in front of my brother, I dare to wave my fists at each other, Quan Ce is a native of the Central Plains, pay attention to brothers, friends and brothers, the most important thing is not to see someone rude and arrogant, no father and no mother, lost the tutor, I intend to teach him a lesson or two, teach him to understand some rules, I don't know if my father-in-law can allow?" Quan Ce turned around suddenly, his halberd pointed at Mo Jianlian, and the taste of provocation and humiliation in his words was extremely strong.

Mo Jianlian's face turned from white to blue, and then from green to red, as if steamed, before the night banquet, he got a lot of people to mention, the right to come is not good, the intention is probably aimed at him, let him be cautious, but the Han people have a good saying, is it tolerable or unbearable?

Mo Jianlian jumped up, raised his foot and kicked over the table, roaring in rage, "You, what are you? Dare to go wild in my Turkic tent? Believe it or not, if I give an order, the Turkic warriors will be able to chop you up and feed the dogs? ”

"Shut up, Mo Jianlian, I am the Khan's son-in-law, you are the Khan's nephew, I have no weight, how many catties and taels do you have?" Quan Ce refused to show weakness at all, fought back sharply, paused, and said more ruthlessly, "Mo Jianlian, I advise you to clamp your tail as well, you are not a khan now, and you will not be a khan in the future"

Quan Ce was word-by-word, aggressive, and in Mo Jianlian's eyes, his face was hateful, like a curse.

Mo Jianlian's eyes were as red as blood, he choked, pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and pointed at Quan Ce from afar, "Despicable and vicious Han people, I want to duel with you"

"Prince Mojilian, you are drunk" Seeing the drastic change in the situation, Tunyugu hurriedly came out to stop it.

"Whoosh" A cold light floated by, and the right side of his hair was raised, and a lock of hair fell out, and the cold meaning on his ears shrouded him, and he was excited.

Quan Ce shook the sword in his hand, and the sword shadow flashed around Tun Desire Valley just right, and shouted, "Okay, you are worthy of being the descendant of the wolf god, a noble breed outside the plug, and there is no shame in the name of the boneless hero, I accept your challenge"

Like an old eagle, the Khan laughed fiercely, and the soldiers in the tent reached out and pressed on the hilt of the knife, waiting for the battle.

"You two, do you want to kill one on the spot and let Ben Khan bury you?"

Ignoring it, Mo Jian clenched the scimitar in his hand, and the fierce aura in his eyes was great.

Quan Ce was more sensible, with the horizontal sword in front of his chest, making a defensive gesture, and said in his mouth, "Father-in-law forgives the sin, Quan Ce just wants to fight with Prince Mo Jianlian, and he has no intention of killing?" ”

Mo Jianlian snorted and sneered, "Hypocritical Han people, if you think that you have defeated Yang Wuzhi, you dare to look down on the Turkic warriors, and if you want to kill and injure me, it also depends on whether you have the ability?" ”

When Yang Wuzhi heard this, his face turned dark, and he interjected, "That is the case, the swords are all collected, replaced with sticks, and the battle on horseback, whoever loses, will receive twenty spines, how about it?" ”

Quan Ce and Mo Jianlian snorted relatively coldly, noncommittal.

"Left and right, come out around a horse farm, let the two of them sweat, victory or defeat depends on their ability" silently agreed, with an expressionless face.

Mo Jianlian strode in front of Tun Desire Valley, bringing a gust of hot wind, and he didn't see the worry and disappointment on Tun Desire Valley's face.

Quan Ce followed out slowly, his face was not easy, he used a crude method of agitation, dealing with the young and vigorous Mo Jianlian, and a little too strong, one force to reduce ten times, the plan succeeded, but he had to rely on strength to speak.

The sound of the horse's hooves is like a drumbeat, Quan Ce reined in the horse's immobility, but Mo Jianlian was crazy and jerked the horse's buttocks, and when he got closer, he picked up the stick and rushed and slammed it, "Ping" The two whistle sticks intersected in the air, Quan Ce parried for a round, and settled down in his heart, Mo Jianlian is experienced, and will borrow the momentum of the horse under the crotch, but he is impatient, as long as he provokes more, it is not difficult to beat him.

So, in the racecourse, the right to move the horse, defend and counterattack, every time Mo Jian even gathered momentum to attack, he was dodged by Quan Ce, so anxious that Mo Jian even shouted and scolded, "cowardly, cowardly, bad seed"

Quan Ce remained silent, waved the whistle stick and swept him, the tiger's mouth seemed to be unable to bear it, the whistle stick almost took off, his upper body shook, he lost his balance, and his body shook several times before he stabilized.

Mo Jian Lian was overjoyed, ignoring the momentum of the horse's forward rush, with both hands, he forcibly grabbed the reins, and wanted to turn sharply to return, taking advantage of the victory to pursue, but the reins were not strong enough, and he swung the whistle stick and struck twice on the horse's head.

After completing the sharp turn with difficulty, he was looking up to observe the position of Quan Ce, but a black shadow came to him.

"Snap ......" hit the head, Quan Ce went down with a stick, volleyed Mo Jianlian into the air, and fell off the horse.

"Whoa......" Mo Jianlian got up from the ground with a bone, looked up to the sky and roared, and a servant came forward to treat his wounds, but he was pressed to the ground, and he punched and kicked him.

"Prince Mojilian, if you think twenty spine canes are too much, change them to ten spine canes, you can also" Quan Ce was condescending, and his tone was sneering.

"Phew, sinister villain" Mo Jian scolded angrily, made people carry the bench, tore off his clothes, and lay down naked, "Turkic man, the descendant of the wolf god, there is no one who is afraid of pain, and there is no one who loses and denies it"

At this contrived resound, the camp of the Turkic mission burst into applause.

A trace of jealousy flashed in Quan Ce's eyes, and he glanced at Mo Si and Yang I Zhi covertly, Yang Wu Zhi was heartless, smiling and looking lively, but Mo Si had deep eyes.

"Papai ......" Quan Ce carried out the execution with his own hands, and the execution of the twenty spines was quickly completed.

Mo Jian Lian turned over and got up, and Tun Yugu held the clothes in his hand and put them on for him with his own hands, stumbling, not knowing what he was talking about.

"Hahaha" Mo Jianlian laughed, "Quan Ce, you are here to vent your anger to the female emperor, okay, I took twenty canes and killed dozens of soldiers in the Great Zhou, it is also worth it, our Turks and warriors killed your officers and soldiers and people, so you can do anything about it in the camp?" ”

Quan Ce just smiled, not responded.

Mo Jianlian snorted coldly, "Pretend, come here, go and bring them to China, so that this emperor's grandson can see"

After a while, the men sent out by the Silent Thorn Company ran back with their hands and feet, "Prince, prince, Chinathem, they are dead......"

"What?" Mo Jian shouted angrily, turned his head to stare at Quan Ce, his cheeks twitching and trembling.

Quan Ce smiled calmly, "Father-in-law, it's getting late, Yunxi must be waiting for me, Rong Xiao's son-in-law will retire"

"Young man, it's all interesting," he said something unclear, waving his hand, "Go ahead"

Quan Ce stepped on the jade leisure, countless eyes followed him closely, there was hatred, there was breathlessness, admiration, and fear on the Turkic side, and the generals on the side of the Great Zhou were all dancing with their eyebrows, spurring their horses, and they were full of spirit, and they followed closely behind Quan Ce, which was quite refreshing.

The dawn of the Tang Dynasty

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