Today, Zhu Rong's clothes made Liu Feng's eyes shine, and she changed the red clothes she had been wearing with southern Xinjiang characteristics, and instead put on a shirt made of beautiful satin.

This kind of clothing doesn't look like Hanfu, it looks a bit like a cheongsam, but it's not, the slit is only to the calf bend, but the sleeve hem is to the forearm, and there is also a fork, tied by a thin ribbon, the overall look is elegant and charming, but if you look closely, there is no wind and sway.

Liu Feng shook her head secretly, and her clothes set off Zhu Rong's perfect figure at a glance, which made her full of convincing charm at a young age. Think about it, in time, isn't it a great beauty who has captivated the city and the country? Thinking of her fighting power as a man, Liu Feng sighed sincerely: What a rose with thorns.

Zhu Rong didn't speak since Liu Feng entered the door, just looked quietly, to be honest, Liu Feng called the last talent, plus he has an extraordinary bearing, and he has the charm to make women worship. Zhu Rong is a little girl who has never been moved, all she sees in her ordinary life are five big men and three coarse men, when she has seen such a handsome character, she is already drunk and demented in a few moments.

Liu Feng was specially dressed up by Cao Jie before leaving, and compared with the first time the two met, his posture was even better, and with the conditioning of the past two days, his body bones have recovered almost the same.

With a tall posture, a handsome face, and a deep look that people can't look at, Liu Feng looked at Zhu Rong's slightly dull eyes and smiled slightly: "Patriarch, it's coming down."

"Ah, oh, warrior, please take a seat." Zhu Rong's face turned red, and he hurriedly stood up, thinking that he was the patriarch, so he didn't need to stand up, so he sat down in a hurry, and his head was a little overwhelmed.

Liu Feng's face was strange, he didn't know how to do it, could it be that with his brother's appearance and bearing, he had already convinced this little beauty? Why didn't you realize you still had this skill before?

It's not that he belittles himself, the Han Dynasty doesn't know where more people are more handsome than him, and who of his ladies are he using his posture to attack?

Although he is not ugly in his heart, compared with Zhou Yu and others, his appearance has no chance of winning.

Now that he saw Zhu Rong, who suddenly became like a little fan girl, his self-confidence suddenly swelled up unprecedentedly.

Shi Shiran sat down, and Liu Feng showed a charming smile: "Patriarch, I don't know why I was invited to a banquet today?"

Zhu Rong took a while to react, and the pure deer's eyes turned, and suddenly said, "Liu Feng, is Cao Jie your wife?"

Why did you suddenly change your name and ask about this? Liu Feng touched his nose for a while before he said, "Well, it's barely counted."

"How?" Zhu Rongda was interested, stretched out his head, and looked at him fixedly with clean and immaculate fawn eyes.

If you want to say what is the most attractive place on Zhu Rong's body, Liu Feng will definitely say that it is her eyes, he never thought that a woman's eyes could be so vivid, as if she had a thought, if an ordinary man was only afraid of being corona, fortunately he was not an ordinary person.

Liu Feng was stunned twice and said with a smile: "Because the two of us are not married yet." But it's also a matter of time. ”

"Not married?" Zhu Rong's eyes widened, and he said, "Then how can you ......?"

Her face turned red, and Liu Feng looked at it interestingly and said, "Living together, right?" Because I'm going to propose when I go back. Marry her home. ”

Zhu Rong was stunned, ignoring the relationship between the two of them, she muttered: "You have become the number one warrior of our tribe, do you want to go back?"

Liu Feng looked at her injured fawn eyes, a little unbearable, but still spoke: "Yes, my home is not here, if there is anything, I can try to help the patriarch you to complete."

Zhu Rong lowered his head and thought for a while, and then whispered: "I, I want you to represent our tribe to participate in the King Hunting Contest in the near future." Warriors, what do you think? ”

What else? Can I still say no? Liu Feng nodded dryly and said, "Okay."

Zhu Rongqiao's face turned red, glanced up at him, and said softly, "Why did you answer without asking?"

Liu Feng was surprised: "It's not a martial arts competition, is there any other way that can't be done?"

Zhu Rong's face turned even redder, her fair and delicate hands twisted together, and she twisted and said: "It's a martial arts competition, but chasing the king, chasing the king, only the closest people around her can participate." Speaking of the pitiful low voice in the back, Liu Feng's ear power was outstanding, and she still didn't know what she said.

"Eh, can you repeat what you said, Patriarch?"

Where can Zhu Rong say anything more, the clear deer's eyes turned, and he suddenly stood up, stepped forward and pulled him out: "Warrior, you come with me."

Liu Feng's big hand was pulled by her soft little hand, and he was shocked, secretly saying that the woman in southern Xinjiang is bold, if she is replaced by a woman in the Central Plains, who dares to do this, she will not be scolded to death. Zhu Rong's little hands are very beautiful, Liu Feng sighed twice, and he didn't know how many warriors were pulled by her.

Zhu Rong pulled him to a large stone room, and seeing that he had a strange face, he let go of his big hand with a busy voice, and said with a red face: "I, I didn't mean to."

Liu Feng smiled and took her soft jade hand, held it in the palm of her hand, and said, "It's okay, it's okay, in our place, shaking hands means being polite."

Zhu Rong was a little confused, is this really the case? Why haven't I heard of it before? Then I heard him say: "But this kind of handshake can only be held like this by people who are closer to him." Behold, thou art the patriarch, and thou art thy beloved warrior. Like us. ”

"Phew, this warrior looks handsome and elegant, why is he so thick-skinned. When have you pulled someone else...... Just now it was just a moment of excitement...... "Secretly looking at his little hand being held tightly in his hand and playing, Zhu Rong's little heart "knocked" and jumped, forcibly shy, Zhu Rong bravely raised his eyes to look at him: "Warrior, are you sure you want to help me participate in the king competition?"

"Of course." Liu Feng ha: "Isn't it just a martial arts competition? Is there really any other way here? ”

Zhu Rong's face was happy, and he said with shame: "Warrior, you are really sent by Immortal Heaven to save Zhu Rong." Zhu Rong is very happy. ”

Liu Feng was stunned, his heart seemed to be a little bad, just help you participate in a martial arts competition, do you need to be so happy?

"If we wish Rongbu to win this time, warriors, you, you are the new king of Southern Xinjiang."

Looking at Zhu Rong's embarrassed expression, Liu Feng's head was stuck: "The king of Southern Xinjiang? What does patriarch mean? ”

Zhu Rong was puzzled: "Our king-hunting competition in southern Xinjiang can only be participated in by the tribal patriarch and his future heirs, if you win, won't you be the king of southern Xinjiang in the future!"