Yan Moxuan

Yan Mo Xuan

Yan Mo Xuan

Cautiously, Zeng Qingfeng dismounted and hid in the dark to observe carefully, and after confirming that this group of people were locals and seeing the true face of the bride with his own eyes, Zeng Qingfeng let down his vigilance and decided to leave silently.

Now don't mention any greeting procession, but anything related to marriage, such as a big red rope, or various other festive things, can cause Zeng Qingfeng's extreme disgust.

Zeng Qingfeng couldn't help but sigh on his gloomy face: "The hateful Wu Lebu, how far do you have to go to get there?" ”

Zeng Qingfeng couldn't wait to fly to the Wule Department at once to personally confirm Xiuxiu's whereabouts.

If Xiuxiu really became the bride of the head of the Woole tribe, then he felt that he would go crazy, and what kind of crazy actions he would make, I am afraid that even he himself had not thought about it.

Angry, full of anger, when I think of this in case, there is nowhere to put the anger that has been blowing in the sky.

Zeng Qingfeng pondered: "Girl, I should be confident in your IQ, you promised me to take good care of myself, right?" If you are smart enough to escape from under my nose, then the other tribulations should be equally difficult for you, right? ”

The only thing he could do at the moment was to pray: pray that all is safe.

A group of men and horses on the grassland galloped hurriedly, and they were the group led by Nalaba who chased Pei Xiuxiu.

It had been a few days since Miss Pei had fled, and Naraba's heart was getting heavier and heavier.

"The lower the probability of finding Miss Pei in the future, how did a girl's family escape?" Nalaba couldn't help but wonder.

Along the way, their men and soldiers chased around the clock in four directions, in case any fish slipped through the net. Naraba ordered that all single women who came across a lone woman walking alone on the grassland should be arrested

Over any of them.

But in this way, Miss Pei is still like evaporating from the world, completely disappearing. This result was a disappointment for Narakba, who was known for his master of pursuing enemies on the steppe.

Not only because of his superb riding skills, but also because of Naraba's keen tracking ability. He is like a wolf that locks on to the scent, always ready to pursue its prey.

From afar, judging from the dusty scene in the distance, there were at least a hundred people on the other side.

Zeng Qingfeng made an accurate judgment with experience.

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