"Ushara, what's wrong with you?"

On a small city that moves, yes, it is a small city, the kind-hearted Wuren Haqin looked at Jia Huan, who was stunned, and asked with concern.

"Whew!"

Her younger sister Ji Buchuhe sneered disdainfully and said, "Sister, you don't care about him, he was frightened by the divine fire." Oh yes, maybe there's a gale outside the tent, gurgle! ”

"Sister, ......"

The kind-hearted Wuren Haqin looked at Jia Huan and lowered his head in shame, and suddenly looked at Jibu Chuhe with some dissatisfaction, and said, "Ushala has never seen a divine fire, nor has he seen such a big wind demon, what's strange." ”

Ji Bu Chuhe didn't buy his sister's account, and pouted: "But when the princess launched the divine fire in the morning, he actually lay on the ground with his head in front of so many people and called Princess Lei Gong...... What a shame! ”

When Wuren Haqin heard this, there was a touch of shame and shame on her face, as if she was the one who was lying on the ground and shouting the great god.

However, there was no reproach in her eyes when she looked at Jia Huan, and she gently pulled Raja Huan's arm and coaxed softly: "Ushara, you really don't have to be embarrassed. When we saw the explosion of the Divine Fire in the morning, we were also frightened, really frightened! ”

Seeing that Wuren Haqin had a pair of beautiful single eyelid eyes, and used a very non-standard Qin language in a strange voice, assuring him that she was actually very scared, Jia Huan suddenly couldn't say anything in his heart...... Uncomfortable.

Even his eyes were a little moist.

"Hey! Can you do it? You're less daring than guinea fowl, and you're still crying?! Just like you, you still want to be a goshha for the princess? ”

Almost the opposite of his sister Wuren Haqin, Ji Bu Chuhe completely disdained this straw bale, and couldn't bear to shout loudly.

Wuren Haqin was a little angry when he heard this, and looked at Ji Bu Chuhe. But before she could speak, the curtain of the tent opened, and Oran Bayar was actually dressed in a chic Mongolian prince's costume, with a calm face and a hand, and walked in from the outside. After coming in, he looked at Jia Huan, who was hanging his head and teary eyes......

"Poof!"

Just when Wuren Haqin was worried that Oran Bayar would be angry, the princess Jinzhu suddenly burst out laughing, and scolded with laughter: "Look at your two or two dog guts!" It's really a shame for me today, I'm just gone, but you still implicate my master! When others heard that you were the goshha that my master picked out for me, or some kind of perfect root, they wanted to see you a blockbuster, but you are really a blockbuster! ”

Uren Haqin looked at her Ushara with shame, and her head was almost hanging into her crotch. I was very distressed, and after getting up, I looked at Oram Bayar with a small face, and pleaded: "Princess, Ushara is also the first time to see the divine fire, and he is also the first time to pass by the land of wind demons, next time he will definitely not embarrass the princess!" ”

When Oran Bayar heard this, he snorted and said, "Don't you think he has lost enough?" This princess is about to become a big joke! Don't punish him. Let him have a long memory, exercise and exercise his courage. He'll be so embarrassed next time! ”

Although Olan Bayar didn't say anything about punishment, Wuren Haqin's face turned pale, and even Jibu Chuhe's face turned slightly pale.

Tears rolled in her eyes, and she pleaded, "Princess, Ushara...... He's not very good here, wait. When I get back to the troll, I'll take him hunting a few times, and then you throw him into the wolf pen, okay? ”

Uren Haqin pointed to his head and said, meaning to tell Olan Bayar. Jia Huan is a "mentally handicapped child".

Olambayar shook his head and refused: "That can't train his guts, and if he can't train his guts, he will tremble on his stomach when he encounters more terrible things in the future." ”

Tears flowed down Wuren Haqin's eyes, and he was still pleading: "Princess, but he is even afraid of the wind, if he is thrown into the wolf pen, he will die." ”

Oran Bayar frowned and looked at Wuren Haqin, and said, "A third-grade martial artist, if he can't even deal with a few wolves, what's the point of his life?" ”

Wuren Haqin wept and said, "Princess, Ushala is very good at climbing the plow......"

When Olan Bayar heard this, he said with a smile: "Did I spend so many old ginseng and snow lotus just to cultivate a chakra-driving Zarawu?" ”

Seeing that Xiao Helan, who grew up with her, was about to cry and faint, Oran Bayar was also distressed, and said with a smile: "What are you crying about? He is a martial artist, as long as he is willing, he can kill a big wolf with one punch! If you don't say help me teach him strength, you know that you are crying here! ”

Wuren Haqin may have already seen through Jia Huan's true face, she shook her head in despair with sadness, and said, "Ushala won't fight wolves......"

Olan Bayar's patience was about to run out, and he said with a straight face: "Then he will be bitten by the wolf a few more times, and if the bite hurts, he will know that he has been beaten...... Okay, don't cry, what are you crying about...... Cry again, I'll throw you in too! ”

Originally, it was just a threatening sentence, but unexpectedly, Wuren Haqin, who has always been the kindest but also the most timid, actually nodded, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay!" Princess, give me a steel fork, and I'll go down with Ushara. ”

Oran Bayar was stunned and said, "You...... Still want to protect him? ”

Wuren Haqin nodded and said, "I want to protect him." ”

Oran Bayar looked at the little Helan that he had raised for more than ten years in a daze, but at this moment he suddenly grew up, and he actually wanted to ...... Protect your lover.

But......

She looked at the "three" who were looking at Wuren Haqin blankly, seeing that he had a good skin, but was so timid and cowardly, her heart couldn't help but catch fire, and she said coldly: "Hey, Qin Ren, did you hear her words?" What do you say? ”

When Jia Huan heard this, his body was agitated, and in the cold gaze of Oran Bayar and Ji Buchuhe, as well as the concerned and expectant gaze of Wuren Haqin, he ...... Slowly lowered his head.

Oran Bayar was stunned, she couldn't believe it, she turned her head to look at Wuren Haqin, and said sarcastically: "This is the person you fancie, do you still want to jump into the wolf pen to protect him now?" ”

Although Wuren Haqin was a little disappointed, he still nodded firmly and said, "Yes." ”

……

The camel city is really big, so big that it really looks like a city.

There's everything in it, and of course, "everything" here. Refers to the habits of the Tatar people.

There were cows, there were sheep, there were hay barns, there were tents, and there were ...... The Colosseum for the nobles to relieve boredom.

Jia Huan's face was pale, and his eyes were sad and he stood at the door of the wolf circle. Looking at the few big wolves with green eyes squatting in the high fence, the whole person was trembling, and Wuren Haqin beside him had a pale face.

"Wuren Haqin, do you still want to go in with him?"

Oran Bayar asked lightly.

Hearing this, Wuren Haqin looked back at her Ushala, nodded, and said, "I want to go in." ”

Hearing this, Oran Bayar smiled. said: "Okay, when you come out, if you are still willing to follow this timid guinea fowl, I will marry you to him." One is for me to be a chariot, and the other is for my Helan, which is not bad......

However, you have to think about his guts. I'm afraid you won't have a good life in the future. ”

When Wuren Haqin heard this, she was smart and immediately understood the meaning of Oran Bayar's words. Looking at the four archers with bows and arrows standing around the wolf circle, she was so moved that she was about to kneel, but was blocked by Ji Buchuhe with his eyes.

This interesting story, after all, I still want to train the courage of the "three", if you let him know in advance that he will not die, it will be too boring.

After Wuren Haqin understood the meaning of his twin sister. After hesitating, he finally nodded......

The wolf pen was opened, and Jia Huan and Wuren Haqin were pushed in.

Although Uren Haqin had already known before that Oran Bayar would not let her and her Ushala be eaten by wolves, when she really faced a few big black wolves with green eyes. Especially when even the air seemed to be filled with the fishy smell of the wolf's mouth, Wuren Haqin still couldn't stop shaking.

It's just that......

When she saw that the Ushara beside her was trembling more than her, and the fear in her eyes was stronger than hers, although she couldn't help but sigh in her heart, she no longer trembled.

Uren Haqin tightened her grip on the steel fork and slowly walked up to her Ushala, protecting him with her far smaller body.

She held her steel fork flat, and her mouth, which had always been filled with joyful laughter, was screaming as hard as she could.

And the four big wolves who were originally just squatting in the wolf pen, after being challenged by Wuren Haqin, stood up one by one and walked towards her.

Uren Haqin began to tremble again, and his face became more and more pale.

She tried to raise her fork and lean forward, trying to stop the big wolf from coming, but her violently trembling arms betrayed her strength.

Several big wolves seemed to have a contemptuous smile flashing in their green eyes.

"Whew......"

"Whew......"

Several big wolves, who were almost as tall as Wuren Haqin's chest, let out a low wolf howl one after another, and then lowered their heads one by one.

Wuren Haqin's head was almost blank at the moment, and she knew that this was the steppe wolf's preparation before pounce.

She had long forgotten what Orambayar had said to her, and the only thing she remembered now was the giant wolf in front of her, the steel fork in her hand, and the ...... Ushara behind him.

Her arms stopped shaking, and in a desperate situation, she was braver, and she stood tall and full. Full chest, eyes firmly fixed on the giant wolf in front of him, ready to repel them with the steel fork in his hand.

Seeing this scene, Oran Bayar knocked on the door of his head with some tears and laughter, feeling distressed and angry.

She didn't expect that she didn't exercise the courage of the "three", but the courage of the little Helan of Wuren Haqin.

It's just that she was a little stupid.

If he doesn't let the eaglet suffer enough and is reluctant to throw the eaglet off the cliff, when will he learn to soar in the sky?

Blind care is sometimes not a good thing.

Looking at the Mu Dengden standing there behind Uren Haqin, who looked like he was about to lose his soul, Oran Bayar's eyes looked behind him, at the curtain of the big tent.

After making eye contact with the wise old eyes, she pursed her lips and winked playfully, her eyes mocking.

The old eyes smiled tolerantly, and then left......

……

(To be continued.) )

PS: This chapter has foreshadowing, a big foreshadowing later, but it also has some of its own plot.

The scene where Wuren Haqin holds a steel fork to protect Jia Huan is actually my experience when I was a child.

Of course, the Kazakh sister was holding a shovel, and she was only facing a big dog.

Some of the little barangs next to me were laughing at me, and I had to be protected by the girl, but at that time, I really didn't have the courage to face the big grinning dog raised by the herdsmen.

Now, the Kazakh sister has long since married and gave birth to her own little Balang, whom I haven't seen for years......