After the dedication is over, add wine, return the lamp, and reopen the feast. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info many people drank together again with laughter and laughter, Aigna was once again surrounded by noble sons, and Mu found the right target, came to the old man who danced the god, and toasted non-stop with a smile. This old man also talked about juvenile madness, and those who came did not refuse, and when he pushed the cup and changed the lamp, he put his tongue on his back with Mu Gou, calling him brother and brother, and he hated to see each other late. In order to express his regret, he also gave Mu the kind of medicinal powder that is said to be able to communicate with the ancestors, hoping that his future road will be smooth sailing.

Mu Zhi is proud, this old man is indeed smart, but the only thing he has is in his character... Well, if it's good, it's called frivolous, and if it's ugly, it's called middle two, as long as he gets emotionally mobilized, the rest will be easy to do. However, he saw that the old man was about to fall, and quickly found a reason to leave, after all, he still had to bless the Tuan couple, if he fell here, the impact would not be good.

Just as the merchant was looking for a new target, he was tapped on the shoulder, and when he turned his head, it was Almaty.

"Let's go, come with me to the cubicle and get ready for the knife fight. ”

"Now?" Mu looked at the bride who was receiving the blessings of various tribes, "Is it really good to be absent now?"

"It doesn't matter, the next few links are between relatives and friends, and I may have to accompany you, but you don't care. Almaty replied, "So, prepare well, and don't let me, no, disappoint Tuan." ”

Mu shrugged, "Don't worry, I won't be soft." ”

Almaty took Mu into another room and said, "There are all kinds of clothes here, you can use them as you like, but be sure to dress up like a White Lord." ”

Mu took out a ghost head mask from the closet, gestured twice, and replied, "This is no problem." ”

"And," Almaty said, taking out a wooden sword and handing it to the merchant, "knowing that you Ryordian are good at making swords, and have sharpened one for you, how about it?"

Mu looked at the wide gauntlets and sharp triangular blades, and smiled bitterly, "Dude, there are many kinds of swords. I'm more used to a half-sword or a knight's sword, but this broadsword is... ”

"I'm sorry, we all use sabers here," Almaty was a little embarrassed, "you can make do with it, or you can use a real sword?"

"Forget it, it's not impossible to make do with it," Mu checked the sword in his hand and said, "Is there a counterweight, this wood is too light." ”

If Nayan Almaty has been the best of Kugit's next generation of Nayan since he was a child, then this Hula Xiao Nayan is the second place of that bitter force. Since childhood, he has lived in the shadow of Almaty. He can beat all his peers except Almaty, his equestrian skills can even be proud of some of the battle-hardened old Nayan, except Almaty, and he can get the affection of beautiful maidens everywhere he goes, except Tuan, Eh, Almaty's fiancée. Now, after the great battle of Dehrim, Almaty has finally achieved a feat, removing the small word in front of the title, in addition to having no territory, he is already a nobleman recognized by everyone, and has achieved the glory of a pair of faces. The aristocracy of Kugit is different from that of Virgia, and the weight of Nayan is much heavier than that of Boyer, and only those who have the qualifications to become a tribal leader can be called Nayan, unlike Virgia or Swadia, where a gatekeeper can be either Boyer or Sir Boy.

As for Hula, naturally, he also went through a bloody battle, but he had nothing but some booty and reward. He still had to wait stupidly for his dad to braided his hair to inherit the position he thought he deserved. When he got married, only a few close tribes came to congratulate him, how can it be like this now, it is a winter sacrifice and a celebration. All the names and surnames of Nayan were gathered together, and even the khan himself came.

Weddings are also a sacred event, and the blessings of the bride and groom are accompanied by words of forgiveness and forgiveness. At a time when tribes are still in conflict with each other, the contradictions between tribes and tribes cannot be deeper. At that time, the big tribe was in chaos, and you may still be fighting for life and death today, and tomorrow you will have to be forced to unite against the enemy under external pressure. However, people always have self-esteem, and they can't say that they are united. What's more, even if they really unite, they probably have to worry about the other party stabbing in the back. So, a simple and quick way was thought of, marriage. It is in this environment that forgiveness and forgiveness are written into a blessing prayer, and after the wedding, all previous disputes and hatreds between the two tribes are eliminated to deal with the impending threat. Truth be told, this method was quite effective, and several powerful tribes in the steppe at that time grew by constant marriage.

This custom was thus preserved and developed. Now, after the wedding, all the guests who have attended the wedding have no matter how big the grudge with the bride and groom's family is, after the wedding, these grudges are gone.

Of course, if you really have a deep grudge with the bride and groom's family, and you don't want to let it go, the solution is very simple, just don't attend the wedding. However, now it is different. Let's not say that my grudge is not a deep hatred, there is no need to have a bad relationship with these two powerful factions, not to mention that this wedding Saiga Khan is also here. This khan is not a simple person, he still has a strong control over the entire khanate, not to mention that the only unit of the Kugit Khanate that can be regarded as heavy cavalry is under his command, even if he does not use force, he has 100 ways to make the opponents unable to survive. If you are absent from this wedding, won't it be clear that you will not give him face?

He never felt that he was worse than that bastard in Almaty, that he had received more than himself purely because their family was closer to the Khan, and that the little Nayan who had risen to prominence was nothing more than a villain who used nepotism, nothing more.

Seeing him laughing happily on stage, he was furious, but who knew that arrogant guy actually came up with a trick like knife fighting. He knew it was his last chance. "Hmph, do you really think you're a character?" Hura sneered, "Look how I clean you up." So, he jumped on the stage with the ready-made lines.

Kugit is a martial nation, and he doesn't care much about the rules, and when he saw that he was having fun, he immediately became excited. Not only did they not stop it, but they also called it out. Naturally, Hura expected this to happen, and he was now playing the role of a minion under the White Lord, who was about to face an army of 100,000. Moreover, except for the unlucky guy who was singled out by Almaty, it is estimated that no one wants to fight alongside him. However, Hula also knew in his heart that he did not need to defeat 100,000 people, as long as he defeated Almaty in a dignified manner, he would be able to greatly reduce the face of this new talent, and at the same time, he could also make a name for himself. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

When Hula's father saw this, his face immediately turned red with anger, but soon it turned white again, because he saw the Khan give him a cold look.

Seeing that this matter was already a little out of control, Khan hurriedly turned his face to look at Da Bei Qi and asked, "So... Is that okay?"

The old man didn't seem to have woken up from the wine, and he smiled with his tongue wide and said, "This... What does it matter? Legor Khan had ten... An army of 100,000 and... Don't you want the White Lord to have one or two of his men?"

Hearing this, the Khan also nodded. Continue to watch the bustle in the center of the venue.

The two of them didn't talk nonsense for long, and when a Nayan saw that the two were about to fight, he hurriedly ran to the inner room and threw a wooden knife to the empty-handed Hu Laxiao Nayan.

Hu Laxiao Nayan didn't talk nonsense, took the wooden knife and attacked it, causing a round of applause from all around.

Almaty's heart sank slightly, but he quickly slashed twice to stop Hula's attack. The offensive was thwarted, and Hula did not hesitate at all, and quickly retreated two steps. This is not the first time he has fought Almaty, and the other Kugit warriors like to attack after attack, and are good at breaking up the opponent's offensive in a quick attack, or being disintegrated by a faster opponent. And this newcomer, I don't know who to learn from, not only doesn't like to attack, but is also very good at defending and counterattacking, through blocking, making the opponent's attack pause to create a flaw, and then taking advantage of the opponent's old strength is exhausted, and the new force is not born to fight back. It was this hand that made the wild Kujiit very uncomfortable, and they always felt as if they had punched the cotton, and they also made the cotton hide a needle and prick their hands.

Now that his offensive was thwarted, Hura knew that a counterattack was coming. Sure enough, Almaty swept away, but Hula had already retreated, and the knife was swept away. However, Almaty did not give up, and followed up with a second sword. When Hura saw this, he couldn't help but be happy, this coward finally began to fight against each other, if it was about attacking... Hu Laxiao grinned nonchalantly, he was confident that he would not lose to anyone! Thinking of this, he flicked his wrist, and the knife was faster and more ferocious.

Almaty's offensive and Hula's offensive were instantly intertwined, and a dense knife shadow suddenly rose between the two, and the sound of wooden knives hitting each other was endless. The onlookers suddenly let out a burst of cheers, and in their opinion, this kind of stormy attack was the most exciting.

Everything was as Hula Xiao Nayan expected, his offensive was indeed powerful, Almaty was only a few minutes majestic, the offensive was suppressed, and gradually turned into a defensive position, and he himself once again accelerated the speed of the knife, forcing Almaty to only stand left and right, barely blocking the incoming knife wind.

Just as he was beaming and ready to defeat his opponent with a bang, he suddenly noticed that something was wrong. Hiss... Sure enough, Almaty made a clever block at an angle to halt his attack, and then the opponent's blade was raised upward, but Hula's own knife was struck open, and the empty door was exposed under him. Hula was a little stunned and didn't realize what was happening, while Almaty had been planning for a long time and kicked Hula in the abdomen.

Hula only felt a sharp pain in his stomach, subconsciously bowed down, and then slashed him in the head with a coherent knife blow. Smack, Hula, who had just woken up a little, was suddenly beaten again, he subconsciously wanted to fight back, but the hand holding the knife was hit hard again, and under the pain, the hand unconsciously let go. With a click, the wooden knife fell to the ground, and he was disarmed. By the time he came to his senses, the wooden knife in Almaty was already on his neck.

"You lost. Almaty said with a smile.

Hula gritted his teeth, "I'm not convinced. ”

Almaty put away the knife and shrugged his shoulders disapprehantly, "Teach you a word, Hula, one of my brothers taught me before: 'To fight, you have to use your brains. ’”

After Almaty released this sentence that seemed to be a declaration of victory, the Nayan people suddenly burst into cheers again, congratulating the victors. And Hu Laxiao, who was still holding his neck and refusing to accept it, was also dragged down by his father's men, so as not to be embarrassed.

Mu Wenyan, who was hiding in the shadows, also smiled slightly, and now, it was almost time for him to make a move.

The hero has won the victory, and naturally he should accept the cheers of the people around him, as well as the fragrant kisses of the beauties. Almaty was no exception, he defeated Hula Xiaonayan, and was walking affectionately towards Tuan's farewell concubine amid the cheers of the crowd, and Tuan also looked at him affectionately. Just when there was only one step between the two, suddenly a black shadow swept through the sky and shot straight at Almaty. Almaty was also taken aback, hurriedly took a step back, and then waved his knife to block this surprise attack. Bang, who knew that when his wooden knife slashed at the black shadow, the black shadow was immediately split and exploded, and a burst of white smoke instantly filled the entire room.

In the face of the sudden change, everyone was stunned, and a noise suddenly sounded in the crowd, followed by the sound of swords unsheathed, and the guards of Saiga Khan also quickly stood up and protected the Khan and Dabie beggar behind them.

"Guards!

"What's going on, what's going on?"

"Smoke, where did the smoke come from?"

"Ahem, it's not smoke, it's flour, ahem, I'm choking!"

"Damn, who is so lacking in virtue!"

The quality of these hundred battle generals is still excellent, and after the initial riot, they quickly calmed down and began to guard the surroundings, and as the dust gradually settled, people's vision gradually became clear. At this time, someone suddenly exclaimed

"White Lord!"

Everyone looked at the man's fingers, and sure enough, in the middle of the gladiatorial arena just now, between Almaty and Tuanbeji, at some point, a figure appeared, kneeling on the ground with a sword. The white smoke cleared, and everyone could see the man's appearance clearly. A snow-white cloak, half-hung on the ground. The armor exposed in the cloak shimmered with an icy sheen in the candlelight. The man looked up, and the people saw him clearly. Beneath the mottled dark brown hair was a face pale with powder, half of a ghostly mask on its mouth and nose, and its evil smile now looked particularly hideous.

The man stood up, patted Tuan's head in a daze, helped her to sit down on the cushion closest to the dueling arena, and said to Almaty, who was wiping his face, "How's that, buddy, this special effect is good." ”

"Ahem, it's crooked. Almaty coughed twice, but replied with a smile, smearing his face even more by the way. At this time, the Nayan people realized that the venue had been covered with a thin layer of white, just like the snow where the legendary Legol Khan fought the White Devil in battle.

"Creative!" Seeing this, the anger in their hearts was swept away, and they praised the merchant for his shining appearance. As for the big guys, the still drunk Da Bei beggar was already overjoyed, and his face was covered with flour and he didn't realize it. And Saiga Khan only smiled slightly, wiped his face clean, and continued to look at the two opposing people on the stage with interest.

Waiting for Almaty to wipe the flour off his face, Mu Cai read the lines in a cowardly tone, "Think this is the end? ”

Almaty raised a saber, "Demon, suffer death!"

Rush to attack! It was actually to attack! This time it was Almaty who was attacking, the Almaty that was always defending and counterattacking! All the Na Yan who were watching the battle were stunned for a moment, and then became excited, and took the initiative to attack Almaty, this is a rare scene!

The demon king on the opposite side did not hesitate, shook his cloak, and suddenly stirred up a burst of white smoke in front of Na Yan.