An ignorant girl stepped on the man's waist and sat with her hips raised, you can't expect her to be good at equestrianism in this regard, Xu Fengnian is very proficient, a moment ago she was as righteous as a chaste martyr, and kept saying that she wanted the girl to be self-respecting, but as soon as she saw her take the initiative, she immediately changed her face, and said I come and I come, and undressed herself undressed without ambiguity, Xu Fengnian's eyes were clear and looked at the herdsman girl who seemed to be crying and laughing, and stopped the action that was already mostly dramatic, she undoubtedly has a pair of aura eyes, not the kind of intelligence that points directly to people's hearts, but the purity that does not touch the dust and does not know dirt, this kind of woman's eyes are destined to be like the clear lake on the grassland beside her, sooner or later it will dissipate in the yellow sand, see you this year, and may not see each other again in the next year. Even if she is a golden branch and jade leaf left behind in the grassland, even if she returns to the palace palace, what good will it be? Although Xu Fengnian has lost his clothes and faded to have a frank and charming thought, he is not allowed to take advantage of some small advantages in his hands? smiled and shook his head, signaling her to relax at the same time, both hands held her slender waist with excellent elasticity, in an unruly posture, the two looked at each other, the so-called sword beauties under the waist of the lewd thief are probably the true portrayal of Xu Fengnian at this time, no matter how innocent the girl is, the woman is precocious, no matter how ignorant of the world, she is not a fool in the end, and she also knows where the evil is suppressed under her soft buttocks, riding a horse and shepherding sheep will never be so shameful, this is not a dusty woman's deliberate provocative desire to talk about it, Rao is Xu Fengnian has been through flowers and leaves for a long time, and he also feels that those who have not been in the early dynasty have not been wronged。

Xu Fengnian's hands quietly slid down, and pinched it naturally, this is the ability of practice makes perfect, when he traveled for three years, he relied on such ingenious techniques to make Wen Hua's kid admire and throw himself to the ground, but unfortunately this guy's understanding is 108,000 miles worse than His Royal Highness the Prince, and he can't stretch the righteous face of a moral person, unfortunately he has a lewd and thief who is not beaten, every time he has the courage to go to the city to rub oil, it is inevitable that Xu Fengnian will come forward to save the scene, and Wen Hua will cooperate with the mouth immediately drooling, and then say that it is the demented brother in the family, and the girl with a weak temperament will be soft-hearted, the latter is the most unrelenting with Xuanyuan Qingfeng, and chased after several streets with evil servants, no wonder Wen Hua especially holds a grudge against this girl. The girl didn't speak, just stared at those eyes, Xu Fengnian couldn't stand it the most in his life, except for the woman crying, it was this kind of clean eyes, so she had to shrink her hand and scolded with a smile: "You are allowed to ride a horse, and I am not allowed to pat the horse?"

The girl who was not used to verbal puns thought about it with her heart, and waited until she figured out the meaning, only to clumsily reveal a slightly late shyness, Xu Fengnian saw that she was cute and cute, and became more and more unable to put her hands down, sat up, hugged her, sniffed the fragrance of her green silk, felt the delicate trembling of her virgin body, sighed, and slowly let go. The customs of Beimang are arrogant, not only the day of stealing that is allowed by the law, but also the custom of robbing marriage, as well as the remarriage of a woman who has a dead sister and a widow and sister-in-law, all of which are excellent reasons for the well-dressed scholars of the Central Plains to criticize the Beimang barbarians. Xu Fengnian picked her up and put her beside him, Heng Chunlei was on his lap, looking at the lake, stunned. Twenty-eight beauties are like crisps, and the heroes of the direct religion enter the grave, and may be replaced by any other man who is holding back internal injuries, and when he encounters such a stunning person, he has already taken advantage of her half-push and half-to do the joy of fish and water, and after eating and wiping it clean, he pulls out the eggs and does not recognize people touching his crotch and laughing at the common people, how romantic. It's just that His Royal Highness, who was starting to be melancholy again, turned his head and smiled: "How good it would be if you were Pei Nanwei or Yu Youwei." ”

How can there be a woman in the world who likes to be compared with other women in front of men, although the girl is ignorant, but she also hears the seriousness of the words, and she doesn't dare to show her grievances, but just turns her head.

Xu Fengnian stood up, and had some calculations in his heart, to see if he could help settle down this group of fleeing herdsmen who were killed according to the law, and if he had the opportunity to return safely in the future, it would be a big deal to return to Beiliang Wangfu with her, and not to say whether it was to be a vase or to eat it, it was good to raise his eyes, and then evaluate the top ten beauties in the future, and smash some silver to operate a little, she would definitely be on the list, and she would be happy to let those scholars and scholars be jealous. Eat her now, will you take her north next? If you eat but don't bring it, Xu Fengnian doesn't want to hear the news that she has become a confiner in a certain tent. His Royal Highness, who has been ill for a long time and has been embarrassed and rubbed countless times, has also learned some fur disfigurement techniques, and the finished product is only shoddy, but it can be concealed, but she is willing? Tribal herdsmen can not reveal secrets? Especially some young people who have left their homeland and have resentment, Bao Buqi will go to please Xin Xiti for the sake of a rich future or even a few bags of silver, and people's hearts are repeatedly speculated, even if he saves the entire tribe, Xu Fengnian does not feel that he can sit back and relax, and wants them to be puppets with all their hearts. Xu Fengnian thought for a while, prepared to stay in this ill-fated herdsman tribe for a few days, and asked, "What's your name?"

She said softly, "Huyan Guanyin." ”

Xu Fengnian knows that many civilians in Beimang respect Buddha and believe in Buddha, many people like to take the name of Bodhisattva Maitreya Manjushri, etc., it is not uncommon and unusual, if it is in the Central Plains of the Spring and Autumn Period, the name is too big, it is regarded as ominous, in Beimang are very common to do small characters in this way, even the women's clothing is deeply affected, the winter moon is painted with yellow things, showing gold, called Buddha makeup, the spring warmth is washed away, the envoy of the Liyang Dynasty first saw most of the women in Beimang yellow, thinking that it was a miasma and sick, after returning to make poems and ridicule, spread all over the court and the opposition, and then the two countries traded with each other, only to know the truth, and became a big joke。

Xu Fengnian let her carry it to the tribal camp, for the customs of Beimang, she had done solid homework before going to the north, Huyan was a first-class noble surname on the grassland, similar to the Tuoba clan, second only to Yelu Murong The two royal surnames, starting from a hundred years ago, the reckless lord Chrysostom who was well versed in the culture of the Central Plains opened the royal gift, presumably the top of this tribe is the descendant of the Huyan clan, but the surname Xuanhe, does not mean that any surname Huyan is a nobleman, Beimang is strictly hierarchical, not inferior to the Liyang Dynasty, people are divided into four classes, originally only Beimang native and Spring and Autumn relics of two classes, fierce confrontation, countless disputes, chess and sword Yuefu Taiping Ling proposed to divide into two more classes, all under the remnantsIn fact, they are all sinners or tribes that have been forcibly incorporated into the territory of Beimang by force, and the number is relatively scarce, but even so, the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Period are all grateful, and it is the nature of the inferior roots to suffer from inequality, not to mention that more than that, they have become a superior person, and the empress is gracious, and what is not content? Of course, people are divided into four classes, and the handful of powerful people at the top of their respective ranks, whether they are rich or status, are far from being comparable to ordinary people.

Xu Fengnian muttered to himself: "Tuoba Bodhisattva, Huyan Guanyin, the names are quite interesting." Is there Yelu Maitreya, Murong Puxian?"

She said softly, "Yes." ”

Xu Fengnian rolled his eyes, and flicked his finger on her forehead angrily and funny, "I don't know how to observe words and emotions at all, just you, an elm head melon, really went to the imperial tent of the imperial city, and you can't be a princess county lord with a lot of twists and turns." ”

She raised her voice slightly, hoping that this would be a big protest, "I wasn't meant to be." ”

Xu Fengnian pinched her chin and teased: "If you say no, it's not?" Then I said that I am the Emperor of Beimang, and I am the Emperor of Beimang?"

She blushed and retorted solemnly: "His Majesty the Emperor is a woman. ”

Xu Fengnian sighed with emotion that the chicken talked with the duck and no longer reasoned with her. With her to the herdsmen tribe, as if worshiped as a god, Xu Fengnian in the canyon like an immortal ups and downs to save more than 20 people, and then blocked the herd, plus a Buddha-like old monk to add fuel to the fire, both young and old, are devoutly kneeling on the ground, the elderly patriarch is even more tearful, as if the grievances of the thousands of miles have been swept away, the people of Beimang are simple, what they say is true, unlike those celebrities of the Liyang Dynasty, the prosperous era believes in Huang Lao, and escapes from Zen in troubled times, anyway, how to protect himself and how to be comfortable. Only Huyan Guanyin in the clan knows a little about the language of the Southern Dynasties, so she passed the word, and learned that this young Bodhisattva was going to stay in the tribe for a few days, all of them were joyful, and those young children and teenagers and girls were even more jubilant, in addition to Huyan Guanyin, there were several girls who were rescued by Xu Fengnian on the top of the mountain, and the autumn waves flowed, hoping that this handsome Bodhisattva who was not as good as a common shepherd could live in his own felt tent, grassland household registration, and take one account as the benchmark, has had fornication with several contemporary ministers while the lord of the country is asleep, which is really surprising to the people of the Spring and Autumn Period in the Central Plains Palace.

The patriarch is called Hu Yanbao, personally welcomed Xu Fengnian into the black and white spacious tent, the old man in addition to a pair of honest sons and daughters-in-law, there are granddaughters and granddaughters under the knees, the granddaughter was Xu Fengnian was coerced up the mountain, so happy that the grandson is the bottom of the canyon has always been Huyan Guanyin led by the child, staring at Xu Fengnian's eyes, just like seeing the gods, awe and worship are a mess, when Xu Fengnian entered the tent, the child and sister stood outside the house together, looking at the demeanor of the young fairy through the gap, only felt that it was very good-looking, it is estimated that Xu Fengnian hiccuped and farted, and the two sisters and brothers would feel that it was a great knowledge。

Beimang is still martial, good at riding and shooting, and especially respects powerful warriors with outstanding strength and hard enough fists. With the Tuoba clan as the main member of the party item, Tuoba Bodhisattva stepped on the white bones of the same clan and became the empress's close servant tamarin, revenge in the north of the millennium unchanged, the party especially pays attention to revenge, if the blood revenge is not revenged, it must be unkempt, not close to women, not to eat meat, kill the enemy before returning to normal, after the two sides reconcile the grudge, need to use human blood and the blood of three animals into the skeleton wine cup, both sides swore that if revenge then six animals and snakes into the account. When Tuoba Bodhisattva gradually became a military god, outstanding military achievements, the party of the sixteen clans together to be convinced, alone to the first person in the north to reconcile, Tuoba Bodhisattva ignored, the patriarch of the sixteen clans committed suicide together, and later the empress came forward, Tuoba Bodhisattva only verbally agreed, the party department not only regarded it as a great shame, but was proud of it, and the strong young and strong joined the Tuoba Bodhisattva's pro-army without exception, which shows how strong the wind of Beimang is martial arts.

Sitting in the tent, after Huyan Guanyin narrated, only to know that the migration of her tribe was not blind, Hu Yanbao died on the way to his father, believe in the ghost, is a well-known diviner, good at using wormwood to cauterize the lamb's blade to measure the good luck, it was the old man who overrode the public opinion to contain the baby girl in swaddling clothes, and this late winter is also the old diviner through the curse sheep to ask the tribe to move to the southeast. Xu Fengnian was suspicious of this kind of witchcraft, and he didn't pay much attention to it when he heard it, and when he learned that Huyan Guanyin lived in the adjacent felt tent, he glanced at her, just a small action that made the girl blush and delicate like a peach blossom, and the old patriarch saw it in his eyes, and he didn't say anything, but smiled with relief. The little girl is lonely, in the final analysis, she still has to marry a man with broad shoulders who can stand up to the sky and the earth to really settle down, and the old man is only very convinced by this son surnamed Xu, who claims to be from Gusai Prefecture. At the bottom of the narrow valley, one person blocks ten thousand oxen, but he can't even think of a miracle, the old man still remembers the nine swords that have been circulating on the grassland for a hundred years to break ten thousand horses, although it is the feat of the Wu family swordsman in the Central Plains, he only feels that the young Bodhisattva sitting in front of him is enough to be comparable to the nine sword immortals.

After Xu Fengnian drank wine and ate meat in a big bowl, he lowered his head and walked out of the tent, and Huyan Guanyin followed behind him.

Xu Fengnian slowly walked up to a small dirt bag, in addition to the girl, he also sneakily followed the little grandson of the old patriarch from afar, as if his name was Abaoji.

Xu Fengnian looked at the sunset and squinted.

A yellow eagle that was originally hovering leisurely roared incessantly, skimming the sky, swaying and falling.

A hundred miles to the northeast, the yellow eagle fell to the ground.

There was a small finch with talons like an iron hook, nailed into the back of the eagle.

I only heard that the eagle catches the sparrow, but there are still sparrows riding eagles in the world?

The handsome bird flew to the shoulder of a young man with a sword and a sword hanging on his waist, and the song was crisp.

There were two servants standing beside the young man in the fox fur and wolf hat, a middle-aged man with a sturdy figure like a lion, and his voice was like a bell, "Little boy, you have killed no less than 600 people and 4,000 bison all the way, have you had any fun?"

Another old man in a brocade robe said gloomily: "The top ten devils, except for you and me, both of whom are slaves to the little master, the other eight, but I haven't seen any of them, how can I have fun?"

The young man sneered, revealing a strong smell of blood, stretched out his hand to tease the little finch on his shoulder, and said: "The devil or something, it's actually not fun to kill, and killing that Buddha saint is the only way to bring energy." ”

The old man, who claimed to be a figure of the Northern Mang Demon Dao, nodded and said, "This monk Nagarjuna of the Two Zen Temples is said to be the master of the white-clothed monk Li Dangxin, and he should be insightful. ”

Hearing the name Li Beware, the young man's eyes were red, he reached out and gently held the little finch, suddenly exerted his strength, his hands were full of blood, and he gritted his teeth and said, "They should all be killed!"