Fighting and asking for marriage, this is a drama that everyone on the grassland loves to watch! For a while, the cheers were like thunder, and even the snowflakes were shaken in mid-air and couldn't fall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Utu looked at the huge wine jar in his arms, and then at the three tiny lancets, and suddenly laughed: "Good! Come on! ”

Ri Er squinted and smiled, his expression relaxed, and he didn't seem to be worried about his son at all. The envoys of the rest of the countries all had a playful expression on their faces.

Zhaojun lowered his eyes and wrung his hands, and was worried in his heart, the most contradictory thing was her. I was worried that Qingyan had missed and injured Utu, but I was even more worried that Qingyan hadn't hurt Utu - because that would show that she had failed.

Gongsun in the back of the side took a few steps forward, bowed his head and whispered: "Madame, don't worry, this kind of competition has its own customs in the grassland, and the casualties are not counted, so they will not be investigated." ”

Zhaojun shook his head: "It's okay to be injured, but death is never allowed." ”

Gongsun Fu nodded thoughtfully: "Madam, don't worry, Qingyan will be measured." ”

Zhaojun is still worried: "I know, but I'm afraid that Qingyan has scruples and is measured, but it will hurt her......"

Gongsun Fu chuckled: "Madame, don't worry, Qingyan has twelve flying knives."

Zhaojun thought about it for a while, seemed to understand something, covered his mouth and smiled, like a flower in full bloom, and the person opposite was stunned.

Gongsun reminded him, Zhaojun figured it out, there were words hidden in Qingyan's words. She threw three throwing knives over, even if Utu had the ability to block it, it only said that he was "qualified" to propose, and did not say yes. You have to say yes, right? Ask if the remaining nine knives will answer.

At this time, Utu didn't have time to think about the ingenuity in Qing Yan's words, and he was engrossed in guarding against the three knives. Although the shield in his hand is large enough to hold it in his hand to block vital points such as his chest and abdomen, this thing is too heavy to move quickly. If the woman stabbed him in the face or leg with a knife, it would be difficult for him to get out of the way. Of course, there is difficulty to be challenging, and Utu, who has defeated and killed his opponent several times in the ring, is confident in himself.

Qingyan is also full of confidence in herself, especially when she holds a flying knife in her hand.

The commotion around them died down, and no one said a word, only the whistling wind, the drifting white snowflakes, and the sound of horses from nowhere.

Qing Yan maintained a posture of bending over and turning sideways, the three flying knives were still staggered and shaking in her hands, and white light and shadow passed over her face, which was indifferent and her eyes were like ice.

The strong wind mixed with snowflakes hit Utu's face, Utu's eyes narrowed into a slit, his face was as expressionless as a rock, but he was secretly crying bitterly in his heart. This stinky doesn't often compete with others, right? seems to be very experienced, and as soon as he appeared, he seized the upper hand, and now he is leeward and he is the wind. What's even more irritating is that it seems to be given to a big guy to resist, but it is actually a big burden. It's okay to hold this thing in your hand for a while, who doesn't get tired after holding it for a long time! This is a disguised drain of one's own physical strength.

Cursing in his heart, even though he was so blown by the wind that he could barely open his eyes, Utu could only try to keep his eyes open, and the three flying knives on the opposite side were waiting to drink blood.

Gongsun Fu stood with his sword pressed, the corners of his mouth smiling, he knew that the moment Utu took the wine jar, Qingyan had already won. Qingyan didn't even have to do anything, just waited quietly, and when Utu was exhausted, he threw the flying knife in his hand, and Utu would see blood eight or nine times out of ten. However, he also knew that Qingyan couldn't play like this. For it is in the steppe, at the banquet, in plain sight. Whether you win or lose, whether you are dead or injured, you can have something to say afterwards, but you can't play fraud, it will be despicable. Therefore, Qingyan must win with strength!

Ri Er also saw his son's predicament, frowned and said unhappily: "When will you get it if you drag it out like this?" Fighting or weightlifting? Go, find someone to count, from one to ten, and if you don't make a knife within ten sounds, you will ......"

Before the voice fell, the situation in the field changed abruptly.

Qingyan has made a move!

In an instant, Qingyan's hands and feet moved together, only to see the white light flashing, and there was a crackling sound on the opposite side, and he saw two streams of wine spurting out of the wine jar in Utu's hand.

The crowd of onlookers roared with joy.

Ri Er smiled.

Zhaojun's face turned pale. The two maids beside him were also disgraced. Only Gongsun Fu's expression remained unchanged, and there was even a smile in his eyes.

"Utu-Utu-"

The cheers and cheers from the sidelines continued. At the beginning, it was still the people of Rier who were shouting, and later there was no distinction between Wusun people, Kangju people, Qiuzi people, Jiankun people, Ding Ling people, and Hujie people...... All cheering and shouting.

Utu slowly moved the jar away from his face, his expression was strange, no joy, no anger, only disbelief.

Bang! The jar fell to the ground, shattering into countless pieces, and the wine spilled all over the floor, soaking the hem of his coat and the legs of his trousers.

When everyone's eyes were drawn to Utu's trouser leg, they noticed that he was nailing a throwing knife three inches above the knee of his left thigh......

It turned out that the third flying knife did not "miss the target", but hit the target!

The applause suddenly turned into an uproar.

However, I obviously saw that Qingyan threw two knives with both hands, but how did this third flying knife be launched? Two throwing knives in one hand? If you think about it too much, the result is that if you roll one after the other, you can't do your best every time. If thrown at the same time, the two throwing knives will interfere with each other when flying, and they will be useless at all.

And how is the third knife fired? When the onlookers were confused, Utu, as the authority, was also in his heart.

Poof, Utu knelt on one knee, his eyes stared at the pair of deerskin boots on Qingyan's feet more than ten steps away, and said in a hoarse voice: "Feet, you can also launch ......"

The uproar exclaimed.

The onlookers finally understood, no wonder Qing Yan was "moving hands and feet" just now, it turned out that before throwing the flying knife, Qing Yan loosened his fingers and let one of the flying knives fall with the tail facing down. At the moment when he raised his hand and threw the knife, he kicked the handle of the knife with one foot, turning it into a "foot shot". The two flying knives in his hand are Huangzi, and the real killer move is this hidden knife. Regardless of whether Utu can see it clearly, the three knives are shot in the shape of an "inverted character", and they are divided into the upper three roads and the lower three roads. If you don't want to be recruited, how difficult it is.

Seeing it, thinking about it, the exclamation turned into cheers again. The momentum is strong, and it is three points more blazing than before.

Qing Yan arched his hand to Utu first, and said lightly: "It seems that my knife does not agree!" He made a circle to the surrounding audience, paused four times, and then turned around and walked towards the viewing tent where Zhaojun was.

Back in the tent, the two girls looked at each other, bowed their heads slightly, and knew each other.

Zhaojun said to Ri Er with an apologetic face: "Qingyan doesn't know the severity of his shot, I'm afraid that I will hurt the right captain......"

Ri Er's face was ugly, but he couldn't have a seizure, who let his son not be able to bear it, and he was killed by three knives? can only arch his hand: "Fair competition, injuries are inevitable, children have strong muscles and bones, this little injury is fine...... Hey, this ...... Qingyan, right? Good wit! Good skills! Madame has such a female servant, no wonder she dares to ride all over the prairie with a few counts. Hahahaha! ”

Zhaojun smiled slightly: "Although Qingyan's knife is sharp, it is only used to slaughter wolves. The Yili grassland is rich in water and grass, and there are cattle and sheep as far as the eye can see, and there are few wolves after all. Why is Zhaojun afraid? ”

Ri Er looked embarrassed.

At this moment, a servant knelt down with a tray in his hand, and held it high above the top, and in the middle of the plate were three neatly arranged snow lancets.

The servant said loudly: "The little master said that he lost, and the matter of asking for marriage should be done." ”

Zhaojun and Qingyan looked at each other and smiled. (To be continued.) )

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