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Buba. Dara's Ministry.

Dara Chaolu was extremely surprised that Zuodi had gone and returned, not to mention Dala Shaobu, who had just finished his wedding, and his clever sister, Dara Namin.

"I knew that the girl's favor was not so easy to owe."

Dalanemin said with a teasing voice, but the smile on his face was very sincere.

Zuo Di was a little ashamed, in order to save the red butterfly, the four most powerful shamans in the Dala tribe had completely lost their combat effectiveness, and there were not many adult shamans left.

However, Emperor Sheng was in a hurry, and there was no time for Mo Chen and Dalabu to recuperate.

War is imminent.

Seeing the look on Zuodi's face, Dalanemin smiled even more.

She didn't mean to shirk, she just didn't want her people to become victims of being used.

From Zuo Di's face, she saw hope, which was the guilt that only comes from being respected. Darabe will no longer be anyone's puppet!

"I'm really sorry, but it happened suddenly, and I ...... too"

As soon as Zuodi opened her mouth, Dalana Minyu interrupted her explanation with a wave of her hand.

She took a step forward and crossed her arms in front of her chest, her expression became solemn, and her voice was loud: "Dara Min, I am willing to lead all the adult shamans in the Dala tribe to march into Yongdu with the girl, and prove the loyalty of the Dala tribe to the new lord of the grassland." ”

Zuo Di was stunned, why her?

Just turned his questioning gaze to Dala Shaobu, only to see that he had hurriedly pulled Ne Min down: "No, I am the young patriarch of the Dala Tribe, and if I want to go, I should go!" ”

Dalanemin gently pushed away his brother's hand and said gently: "My brother and Toya have waited for so many years, and it is so easy to be together, how can you be separated when you are newly married?" ”

Dara Chaolu also followed the board and lowered his face: "What kind of thing is it like to send you out of a girl's house, it can't be done." ”

Dalanemin looked at his brother and then at Abba, smiled, and said with a little melancholy: "Even if there is no such thing, I originally planned to help my brother take over the affairs of the clan smoothly before resigning." ”

Why is that? Am I still not going to be able to tolerate you? Dara Shaobu became more and more anxious, and did not choose to speak.

Dalanemin shook his head, looked in the direction of Yongdu, and his expression slowly became firm: "Ne Min wants to meet the Third Highness, even if the marriage contract is not successful, he is still Ne Min's brother Yan after all." ”

She withdrew her gaze and winked at her father and brother in a rare mischievous manner, "Allow me, just take it as Quan Nemin's thoughts." ”

Dara Shaobu was stunned and speechless for a long time.

Dara let out a long sigh of acquiescence.

Zuo Di looked at Dalanemin in front of him, and a smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

She has met many excellent women, including Xiao Zhen who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger, the heroic Sinai Golden Ring, the seemingly weak but fluent Xie Ningge, and the Baqi Red Butterfly who never retreats.

Compared to those people, Dalanemin is undoubtedly the weakest one, and he can't lift his hands or shoulders.

But at this moment, Zuo Di only felt that the girl in front of him was not inferior to those people at all.

"Okay, let's go!"

……

Liaoa. Baqi Department.

"Abba!"

Like a butterfly, the red butterfly of Baqi flew into Baqitu's felt tent and plunged into his arms.

"Sister is not ashamed." Baqi Momiji squeezed his eyebrows and grimaced beside him.

Ba Qitu caressed his daughter's hair lovingly, and he had heard from Huge that he was angry and painful for her.

Baqi Red Butterfly sniffed greedily at the familiar smell of her father's body, and almost, almost never came back to this embrace.

"Abba knows all about it, and promises Abba, you can't be so reckless in the future. If you die, Abba will let the world bury you! ”

The sound of Ba Qi Tu rumbled, coming from above the head of the Ba Qi red butterfly.

Baqi Red Butterfly sniffed, nodded vigorously, and said in an urn voice, "Hmm." ”

"Patriarch, give the order."

Ba Qi and Tai next to him inserted the long knife in his hand into the ground, three inches into the ground, and said angrily, "The shame under Emperor Sheng's 'reward' can only be washed away with blood!" ”

Ba Qitu pulled his daughter out of his arms and strode behind the bookcase.

"Bang dang!"

An iron token was tossed into the ground, shimmering with an icy glow in the daylight.

"Pass on my order, and all the soldiers of the Baqi Department immediately regrouped and went to Yongdu. The tigers of the steppe have been sleeping for too long, and it's time for those who are pampered to listen to the roar of the Baqi warriors! ”

"Roar—"

A rough roar echoed high above the meadow.

The milking woman stopped her work and went back to her tent to prepare her husband.

The old man carefully told his son not to weaken the name of the first warrior of the grassland.

The immature child no longer ran around, and obediently followed Abba who was wiping his weapon, with a face full of pride.

The Baqi Department, which has been silent for a long time, used their actions to tell the people of the world that they are back!

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Mohe. Hangbu.

The tall felt tent was a little empty, and a hunchbacked old man sat behind the bookcase, struggling to look through the secret letter in his hand. Coughing a few times from time to time, he doesn't seem to be in good health.

To his right and left, sat two women.

On the left is a middle-aged woman with a look of anxiety and embarrassment on her face. On the right is a twenty-eight girl, with a good face and tears.

"Patriarch, Zhile has been kneeling all day, he has not eaten food or water, and he will collapse if he continues like this." The woman looked at the old man pleadingly.

The girl sobbed: "Abba, you can spare your brother, Jiya is willing to be punished in place of her brother." ”

"Ahem, ahem." The old man's series of long coughs frightened the two of them very much, and the woman hurriedly patted him on the back to calm him down.

The old man pushed her hand away and sighed heavily: "Rile is my son, you are distressed, am I not distressed?" ”

He raised his face, which was covered with old age spots, raised the secret letter in his hand, and said tiredly, "This is a secret report from Yongdu, the emperor has appointed Mo Hong as the crown prince, and a ceremony will be held soon." I know that Rile is unwilling and wants to make Hangbu cheer up again, but the four princes have clearly been defeated......"

"No, he won't lose! The son has long said that he will not be defeated! ”

Hang Rile stumbled in through the doorway, his lips under his beard already chapped and blood congealed on them. His eyes were bloodshot, but his expression was indescribably excited.

"Who let you in?" The old man pulled down his face and reprimanded.

"It's me!" A clear voice rang out outside the tent door.

"Chen has no intention of offending the patriarch, he has no choice but to forgive him."

Everyone followed the sound and looked over, only to see a handsome young man Shi Shiran walk in, and the entire felt tent was illuminated in an instant.

"Are you ......?" The old man looked at the visitor in disbelief.

Hang Rile looked at the man feverishly and said excitedly: "Abba, he is the fourth prince. ”

The corners of Mo Chen's lips raised, and a confident smile bloomed: "I am the fourth prince who has been defeated in your mouth, but to correct a little, I have not been defeated." ”

The old man choked, his throat rolled for a long time, Fang trembled and got up, and squeezed out a few words from his mouth: "Hang Muren, the patriarch of the Hang tribe, meet the Fourth Highness." ”

Mo Chen stepped forward to support him, and said with concern: "The patriarch is unwell, so there is no need to be polite. ”

Hang Muren didn't push, sat back again, and said worriedly: "The Fourth Highness has come from afar, I don't know what you are doing?" ”

"Borrow soldiers!"

Hangrile's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he looked at Abba expectantly.

Hang Muren's cheeks twitched a few times, and he said with difficulty: "The Fourth Highness has also seen it, Hangbu is in ruins, and there are no soldiers to borrow......"

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