The general god of war, if he doesn't want to be used by others, will repel the proximity of any force. And this rejection cannot be changed in a short period of time. But from Temujin, Mamu didn't see the slightest.

Under the guidance of the maid, Ning Yue stepped into this legendary golden horde for the first time. As the king of the steppe, the residence of Allah Khan, if not magnificent, should be as majestic and domineering as the palace of the capital.

However, apart from having a nice name, the golden tent that Ning Yue saw was really far from what she imagined. There was a thick blanket on the floor, and because it was early summer, there was no brazier in the golden tent to raise the temperature.

As soon as my feet stepped on the blanket, a strong smell of mutton came to my face. The grassland people have been with cattle and sheep since childhood, and they are naturally accustomed to this taste. But Ning Yue frowned inadvertently.

The floor was covered with blankets made of sheepskin, perhaps in the eyes of the steppe people, a symbol of wealth and luxury. But in Ning Yue's eyes, he couldn't even reach the level of a local tyrant. What is the immediacy of this garbage dump?

Although the smell was tangy, it was only less than thirty breaths before Ning Yue had already adapted to it. No matter how much this royal court makes him complain, this is still the royal court of the grassland, and it is still the sacred and inviolable place of the grassland.

Ning Yue looked curiously at the maids on both sides of the carpet, they were dressed in revealing clothes, with spring in their eyes, looking at themselves and Hedan's eyes, like a group of hungry wolves who had been hungry and thirsty for a year. Ning Yue had no doubt that as long as she had the slightest bit of intention, the women on both sides would strip naked and lie down directly.

The further you go in, the more sexy and bewitching the women's clothes become, and they become more and more beautiful and beautiful. Of course, these could no longer be taken to Ning Yue's heart. Everything in the Golden Horde made it impossible for Ning Yue to connect the royal court with it.

On the grasslands, there seems to be no such thing as privacy. Since there is no concept of privacy, there is obviously no difference between bedrooms, living rooms, etc. From afar, she saw the throne high above, and she saw the singing and dancing under the throne from afar, but Ning Yue was surprised to see the bed.

No, it shouldn't be called a bed, it's just a huge bunk. Spread around the throne, behind the dining tables, there was a huge bunk.

As if seeing Ning Yue's puzzled eyes, Hedan smiled faintly, "This is to facilitate the ministers to rest when they are tired from discussing state affairs." Mr. Temujin need not be overly surprised......"

"When discussing national affairs, tired, resting?" These words made Ning Yue suddenly feel that the grassland brain hole is so big, in such an important and rigorous occasion, it is still allowed to sleep when tired?

A meaningful and strange smile appeared on Hedan's face, "It's a pity that Mr. Temujin is cultivating the true technique of the Fudo Ming King, otherwise you would have understood the beauty of these beds." The Great Khan is coming, and after a while, I beg Mr. to give the Great Khan more face, after all, there are outsiders ......"

Hedan's whispering voice sounded, and the voice condensed into a thin line, gently reaching Ning Yue's ears. Except for Ning Yue, even Ma Mu, who was close to Ning Yue, didn't hear it. Ning Yue nodded covertly.

Sure enough, Allah Khan, who was still sitting on the throne just now, slowly stepped down from the throne and slowly walked towards Ning Yue. Allah Khan didn't look tall, at least not as tall as Ning Yue. However, Allah Khan did not give the slightest impression of weakness. for he was strong, exceedingly strong.

The two exposed arms are covered with earthworm-like veins, and the muscles on the arms are like armor attached to them. One arm was thicker than Ning Yue's thigh. Walking slowly, stepping on the ground strongly, Ning Yue suddenly felt that she saw a gorilla slowly approaching.

When Ning Yue was looking at Allah Khan, she was suddenly shocked, and there was a hint of shock in her eyes. Because at the side of Allah Khan was followed an old man in a white linen coat. The old man's appearance is very ordinary, even if he is thrown into the crowd, it is impossible for anyone to find out.

However, Ning Yue felt a hint of threat and a little pressure from the old man's momentum. And in today's world, there is only one kind of person who can make Ning Yue feel pressure, and that is the realm of martial arts! Ning Yue lowered her head slightly, but there were turbulent waves in her mind, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The celestial venerable on the steppe actually appeared at the side of Allah Khan? Could it be that the inheritance of the saint has been completed? Or is it that the steppe is actually ready for war?

When he stepped into the Golden Tent, Ning Yue was still thinking about whether to directly take the opportunity to slaughter Allah Khan? As long as Allah Khan died, his sons would definitely fight for the throne. Coupled with the fact that the grasslands are already full of contradictions, it is very likely that they will fall into civil war again.

However, Ning Yue was very hesitant and didn't dare to make up her mind. Because now the greatest threat to the Great Zhou Dynasty is no longer Allah Khan, but the Immortal Heavenly Palace or the Holy Maiden. The Holy Maiden is above the imperial power and is the embodiment of the Immortal Heaven.

Even if Allah Khan died, as long as there was a word from the Holy Maiden, the tribes of the steppe would have to endure even if they had deep hatred. And in order to avenge her father, the holy woman may immediately launch an attack on the Great Zhou Dynasty.

But after seeing this old man, the hesitation in Ning Yue's heart dissipated in an instant. Although holding the Taishi Sword in his hand, Ning Yue was confident that she could win against this old man. But the gap in strength can't be too big, and Ning Yue's grasp of a single blow is less than thirty percent. If you are not sure, Ning Yue will definitely not do it. As for the old man, there is a chance to clean up.

"Mamu see Father Khan—" Mamu knelt respectfully on the ground, slowly curled up and lowered, his hands outstretched, the backs of his hands pressed against the ground. With his head down, his wide collar was so open, and he didn't care that his entire upper body had been exposed to everyone's eyes.

Hedan, who was behind Mamu, bent down slightly and gently placed his arm on his chest. Ning Yue also followed Hedan's example and bent down slightly. Seeing this scene, Allah Khan's originally serious expression disappeared in an instant, and a smiling face bloomed like a blooming flower.

"Hahaha...... Excuse me, Mamu, get up too!" Allah said with a smile, but his eyes kept staring at Ning Yue's face, as if he wanted to find a little familiarity from Ning Yue's face. However, no matter what Allah thought, Ning Yue was a strange face.

"You are Temujin, the god of war warrior of the Kodo tribe, and you are really heroic, welcome to the royal court!" Allah Khan said with a smile, and patted Ning Yue's shoulder affectionately and pinched the muscles on Ning Yue's shoulder.

"Mr. Temujin, please take a seat!" the words landed, and an almost naked maid gently took Ning Yue's hand and dragged Ning Yue to her seat. On the dining table, a roasted whole sheep exuded a strong aroma that seduced Ning Yue's appetite.

Allah Khan turned around and returned to the throne again, and Jijian, who was beside the throne, was like a boneless snake lying on Allah's lap obediently, stretching out his pink tongue and licking it gently.

Since that time, Gigian has become more gentle and obedient, and even his mind has been completely liberated. However, this change in Jigian made Allah Khan even more satisfied and proud.

Taking the wine glass handed by the maid, Allah Khan slowly stood up, "Today is really a double happiness, not only Mr. Williams from the Far West has sent an envoy to the Tuye Khanate, but also a warrior of the god of war has come to the royal court as a guest. Ben Khan is very happy, come, warriors, and toast to our encounter today!"

Everyone raised their glasses and toasted happily under the leadership of Allah. The wine is good wine, and Ning Yue smelled the aroma of the wine and knew that it was a special product of Jiangnan Province. The technique of distilling liquor was still taught by Ning Yue.

Putting down the wine glass, Ning Yue's eyes were immediately attracted by the first person to be seated by Allah Khan. The one who can sit first under Allah Khan basically means that among all the people present, he has the highest status except for Allah Khan.

However, this is not a reason to attract Ning Yue's attention, but because this person named Williams is not of yellow blood? Although the appearance of the grassland Hulu is a little Westernized, the bloodline and skin color are closer to the Central Plains Kyushu. But this Williams is an authentic white Westerner.

He has white hair, a square face, a tall nose, and dark brown eyes. This is exactly the same as the Europeans in Ning Yue's previous life, but this is another worldly time and space, Ning Yue never thought that the human race was exactly the same as in her previous life.

And among those present, it was not just one like Ning Yue who looked at Williams intentionally or unintentionally. Mamu looked at Williams's strong physique and was also flattering, originally she wanted to climb into Ning Yue's bed tonight, but just now Hedan transmitted the secret and told Ning Yue about the characteristics of the martial arts she practiced. Mamu also had to dispel his attempts, and naturally locked his eyes on Williams.

Although Mamu had heard of it for a long time, there was a group of people in the far west who were different from the east, and they were all extremely tall and strong. But Mamu has always treated them like fairy tales. But today, it seems that all of this is true.

I don't know if it's different from the feeling of sleeping with people in the extreme west? Ma Mu thought of it, and two blushes quietly appeared on his face.

The singing and dancing of the maids unfolded in the field again, and the dance of the grassland was aimed at seducing people, after all, the original origin of dance was to attract the attention of the opposite sex and complete the mating existence.

Watching singing and dancing and eating delicious food, such a dinner party is naturally very relaxing. Here, Ning Yue's experience was completely different from that of the Keduo tribe. At least, Ning Yue didn't feel any embarrassment or discomfort.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone gradually let go. Then the wine was strong, and everyone talked about women unbridledly. Only Williams lowered his head and ate the meat on the table without saying a word.