When La Xizhu came to the leather blanket where his little man and the hostess were located, he bowed down and whispered to the two masters on the leather blanket.

"Lahizhu, come up too. Serve the open-mindedness. ”

Huqige saw that La Xizhu was holding the silver box in her arms and came to the leather blanket where she and Gong Ashan were sitting, so he opened his mouth and smiled faintly at La Xizhu. For this person by his side, the close-fitting Taeun girl La Hee-joo. When Ra Hee Joo was a little girl of seven or eight years old, she became Ha Tae-eun by her side. Over the years, the master and servant have also had a deep friendship.

"Yes!"

La Xizhu, who had received the words of the hostess, stepped back very carefully and wore horned boots on her feet. With his bare white feet, he cautiously came to the other side of the little man and knelt down. Before she could sit down, she saw that the little man had already had some of them, and he couldn't wait to grab the silver box containing cooked mutton in her arms.

"Hey, hey! The mutton made by Laxizhu is delicious! ”

Snatched the silver box in Laxizhu's arms, after opening the lid of the silver box. Then he grabbed the boiled mutton with his hand, and ate it. While eating, I didn't forget to praise a few words, and I made mutton Laxi Zhu.

Looking at his little male host, he likes to eat the cooked mutton he makes. Still after sitting down, La Xizhu, who kept bowing slightly, also showed a faint smile at the corner of her lips. But she knows that the little man likes to eat cooked mutton made by herself the most on weekdays.

In order to let the little man eat the cooked mutton made by himself today. She stayed up most of the night, cooking for the little man. Seeing that the little male protagonist was very happy, grabbing the cooked mutton in the silver box with his hand, and eating non-stop, he was indescribably happy in his heart.

"Humph! I said Gong Ashan! Is it that delicious? Is it not as good as the box of mutton you brought with you? ”

Xiao Zhuojia, who was sitting at the other table, couldn't help but say to Gong A Shandao again. Although she was just stopped by her husband Besu Tai, he did not let him continue the dispute with Gong Ashan. But looking at this kid Gong Ashan, eating and talking with what he brought, he just couldn't get angry. In the end, she couldn't hold back, but she still expressed the dissatisfaction in her heart.

Mrs. Beisu couldn't help but be a little helpless, he also knew that his wife, every time she saw her little brother Gong Ashan, she would always naturally fight. But little Zhuojia has a good relationship with his little brother Gong Ashan's wife, Ahyan's Huqige...

"You said it yourself, I didn't say it! You said that the food at this table is not as delicious as the mutton I brought myself! ”

Gong Ashan slipped and fell, his little eyes were spinning, and he was calmly eating the mutton in the silver box, and at the same time he was dissatisfied with Xiao Zhuojiadao. But he really said it a little bit just now, and he said it on purpose... Or if the lamb made by Lahizhu is delicious. But he also has a clear conscience, after all, he just likes to eat, and the mutton cooked by La Xizhu is cooked. Over the years, I have gradually felt that the mutton made by La Xizhu is the best.

"You!"

When Xiao Zhuojia heard Gong Ashan's words, she was also very annoyed! But in his heart, he couldn't help but secretly say, he was really kind to be a donkey's liver and lungs! I kindly entertained you as a guest, and I was so annoying! Is...

When the angry little Tricor just wanted to argue with Gong Ashan Theory again. Don't Su Tai's palm, but he patted it lightly again, and Xiao Zhuojia knelt on her legs. Immediately, Xiao Zhuojia turned her head, swept her eyes with unwilling eyes, and stopped her husband Beisutai.

When Mrs. Besu saw his wife like this, she had to pretend that she didn't see it. But he couldn't just watch it, and his wife once again quarreled with his little brother Gong Ashan over trivial matters. I had to try my best to stop it, and my wife just talked to Gong Ashan.

"Humph! All you know is to protect your brother! ”

In the end, Xiao Zhuojia felt that she had suffered the loss of Gong Ashan. But he was still very obedient and did not continue to argue with Gong Ashan. Instead, he held the silver pot in his hand, and whispered to Mrs. Besu without complaint when he poured a pale white wine syrup for his husband Mrs. Besu.

"Hey~"

Gong Ashan, who was eating the cooked mutton in the silver box, continued to eat the cooked mutton in the silver box happily as if he had won a battle. But when he drank the milk wine in the silver cup and looked at Sister Huqige who had poured down the milk wine, he was given a blank look by Sister Huqige, and his heart was also a little weak... After all, when I was just now, I was really a little deliberate, and I was angry with Zhuojia... No, it won't be discovered by Sister Huqige, right? But, but I'm obviously pretending to be very good?! It's impossible to be discovered!

Just as Gong Ashan was still suffering from gains and losses, the noise in his ears suddenly became louder, but it immediately attracted his attention. Listening to the lively sound, he couldn't help but feel a little excited in his heart, and then looked at the yurts not far away.

Just as he had thought, a very burly and tall man, led by an old shaman dressed in sackcloth, walked out of the open yurt and raised his hands in the direction of Mount Namura. It seems to be praying for the protection of the sacred mountain of Namura!

And the old shaman who walked in front of the burly man. He also knelt down in the direction of Mount Namura. Leaning over, he began to tremble irregularly. It was as if he was borrowing the power of heaven from the gods of Namula Mountain!

"Sister Huqige! Look! Look! The man who came out of the yurt was not the Brie of Lashega? Isn't it?! ”

Gong Ashan, who was very excited, hurriedly said to his sister and wife Huqige, who were sitting next to him.

Huqige didn't pay much attention to the burly man standing behind the old shaman. Instead, he was watching, the old shaman, who was a little old. It seems that at this time, she has returned to the competition at the foot of Namula Mountain... He, also under the guidance of a respected old shaman, walked out of the yurt and walked towards the great sacred mountain of Namura, holding high his strong arms, praying to Namula for the protection of the gods!

"Hmm... It should be the Brie of Rashega...."

Huqige was a little sad, and said to Gong Ashan, who was very excited about his side. Gong Ashan's attention at this moment was focused on the burly man who raised his hands and prayed to Namula Mountain. As a result, he did not notice the change in Sister Huqige, who was sitting next to him.

"Well, that's Brie! Hey! What a good man! ”

Gong Ashan, who was amazed, looked at the burly man not far away.

I saw that the burly man who came out of the yurt was really burly and strong! Although he was still wearing a linen coat. But he still couldn't hide his sturdy body in his sackcloth clothes. The top of his head is bare, but there is not a single hair. Under the thick eyebrows of the inverted arrow, there are big pale blue eyes. A thick beard obscured the corners of his mouth.

"Well, it's a bit like Uncle Plunpoon... This beard..."

Gong Ashan looked at the burly man with interest. I can't help but be secretly in my heart... But this man's stature is really burly! But Uncle Plopong can't compare! Even the samurai of their own clan have many burly men. But there really isn't much of a burly one like the one in front of him...

With the appearance of the burly man, the people surrounding the foot of Namula Mountain also fell into a jubilation because of his appearance! I don't know when the noisy and jubilant crowd gradually began to call the name "Brihei". But the voices gradually joined together, lingering for a long time under the majestic mountain of Namula.

It wasn't until the old shaman, who knelt down and trembled, stopped trembling and slowly straightened up from the ground again. The burly man who also raised his hands towards Namura Mountain also lowered his arms high. Immediately, under the attention of everyone, he untied the linen clothes he was wearing.

When he withdrew the sackcloth garment from his body. I saw a burly body full of masculine beauty appear in front of everyone's eyes! Very strong and solid muscles, as if they are like pieces of flesh and steel, full of strength! Many of the glorious scars left by the battle are all over the burly man's strong chest and back!

Beneath his six sturdy abs, a black iron buckle was tied to a cowhide belt. The fishing line appears on the left and right sides of the abdominal muscles, which shows the masculine strength of this burly man!

"Briehei! Brie Black! ”

"First Warrior!"

"Woo~Woo~~~~~"

The noisy shouts also followed the burly man's retreat from the sackcloth clothes worn on his upper body, and the people around him fell into a more enthusiastic boiling again! The wolf howl at the man gradually replaced the word Brie Black. It was as if the burly man was showing his unparalleled bravery in front of a group of bloodthirsty wolves.

"Sister Huqige! Look! Look! Rasheda's Brihe, he's coming! He's coming! ”

Gong Ashan, who was very excited, said to Sister Huqige, who was still faintly sad. On the other hand, he watched intently at the burly man, slowly but forcefully, step by step, to the center of the wide meadow at the foot of Namula Mountain, which was surrounded by people.

"It seems... The competition is about to begin..."

Huqige, who had a faint sadness on his face, said to himself lightly. But she didn't pay much attention to it, and came to the burly man in the center of the meadow. It seems that at this time, she and everything in front of her have returned to the day when she competed at the foot of Namula Mountain for the first time in the past...

"Ji is lost... You have to be careful..."