It is the norm to be taboo when you talk about it, but it is obvious that directly asking the other party when she will die is beyond the edge of taboo and has risen directly to provocation. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Elder Pugon's face sank suddenly, and he clenched his hands, wanting to attack. But where did he wait for him to have a seizure, Zao Yanran smiled and continued: "I heard that the Rong people are father dead, and son marries stepmother, I don't know if this is the case here too? If so, I want to take a good look at your sons, do I like them." ”

Her eyes flickered, and her pale chestnut eyes glanced at the few seats beside Elder Pugon. The men hurriedly lowered their heads, not daring to look at her, while Elder Pugong was obviously shocked by what Lijiao had done, trembling all over, unable to say a word. Rao is well-informed, but such a "not ashamed" girl is the first time he has met her.

After looking around for a while, he shook his head, pursed his mouth, and said, "I'm sorry, I don't like it." So...... Let's forget about our marriage. A few of us ate and drank enough, and bothered for a long time, so we took our leave. We'll see you again in the future. After speaking, he beckoned Han Feng and the others to go out.

However, Elder Pugong has dominated the village for decades, how can he let a group of "hairy dolls" bully him without the power to fight back, he finally endured it to the limit, slapped the table and stood up, shouting: "Wait." Shall I allow you to come as you say you come, and go as you say?"

Li Jiao turned his head unhurriedly and said, "Why are you unreasonable? You want me to marry you, I don't want to, it's as simple as that, what's not okay? You entertain us, I thank you very much, and you are willing to give us all this food, do you still want to pull us to pay the bill?"

Elder Pugong's face sank, and he said, "The little doll speaks without proportion, I don't annoy you." But marriage is never something you can make your own decisions as a girl. You told me what to do, and what I made was a dowry, and you can't refuse. ”

"Shame, shame. She stuck out her tongue and grimaced, "You said this cake is a dowry? Joke, is this what you made? It was clearly made by the cook! According to you, my husband should be him!" she stretched out her hand and pointed at the cook with the plate.

The cook also understood the pronouns, and when he saw Lijiao pointing at him, he fell to his knees as soon as his feet were weak, and said to Elder Pugon, "I don't ...... No...... No, ......" He was so frightened that he couldn't even say a whole sentence, but a stench came from under him.

"Oh, why are you ......" Li Ji hurriedly pinched his nose and said, "The dowry is so smoked by you that you can't eat it, do you still want me to accept it?"

However, before she could finish her sentence, she saw Elder Pugong wave his hand, and a silver light had been nailed to the cook's throat. The cook's hand was weak, the wooden plate fell to the ground, and the "dowry" was fried crispy and crispy, and naturally it was shattered.

Seeing that the cook had a small silver knife to cut mutton in his throat, Liji's face changed greatly, Han Feng hurriedly stepped forward and protected her behind him, and at the same time drew out the purple gold long sword in his hand.

Elder Pugon's countenance, which had completely changed from kind to hideous, smiled, rubbed his hands, and said, "Girl, your husband is dead, according to our rules, whoever kills your husband will be your new husband." ”

This sentence made Han Feng and the four of them sick, and Li Jian secretly regretted not taking the green python with him, otherwise the green python would have to swallow the old man in one gulp. It's just that what makes her curious is that the people of this village are clearly kind and hospitable during the day, how can they get to the yurt and let this so-called elder say such shameless words, and there is no one to refute it.

What the hell is going on with these people. She frowned and looked around, but saw that many people's eyes were not good, and many people lowered their heads to dodge, as if they were afraid of something. At this moment, a middle-aged man beside Elder Pugong finally stood up and said in a pronoun that was not inferior to Elder Pugon: "Elder Pugong told you during the day that these outsiders have bad luck and will bring disaster to our village. Unless this woman stays, no one will be happy. Hmph, why don't you talk now?"

"I ...... We don't know?" Li Ji was taken aback, but he didn't expect these people to have such a statement in private. As a priest in the Yi tribe, she naturally often said this kind of "prophecy" to her people, but she never expected that one day she would be imposed by others as an "ominous" name.

Elder Pugong nodded approvingly to the middle-aged man, and said something in the Yedi dialect, and the people around him finally picked up the wooden case or silver knife, and gathered around the four of them.

At this time, outside the tent, he suddenly remembered a loud shout. This outrage was unexpected, and everyone couldn't help but look at the tent door, only to see Ngawang waving two big torches in both hands, panting, and rushing into the tent, but before he reached the tent door, he was already forked by the guards outside the tent with wooden forks, and then several burly men pressed on him and subdued him.

"You ......" Lijiao recognized that this person was the one who wanted to "marry" her with a calf during the day, and she only thought this person was funny at that time, but at this time, she saw that he was the only one who really worked for her, and her heart was a little moved. When she saw that the Yedi tribesmen had tied him up, she scolded and wanted to tie him up to the rack of roast sheep, and hurriedly shouted: "Wait!"

Elder Pugong snorted coldly and said, "What are your ideas?"

However, this time, without waiting for Lijiao to speak, Han Feng had already interjected and stopped in front of him: "If you want her to marry you, in addition to your own rules, you should naturally take care of her rules." ”

"Her rules?" Elder Pugong narrowed his eyes and turned to stare at Han Feng.

Li Jian also glared at Han Feng and said in a low voice, "Don't let him hurt that man...... Don't ...... Don't sell me either. ”

Han Feng replied angrily: "It's not something you provoked, I still have to solve it." After speaking, he forced his eyes at Elder Pugong and said, "In addition to being a generation, I am also a member of the Yi tribe. She is my little sister, didn't you say that she can't make her own decisions about marriage, in that case, I can always make decisions on her behalf. ”

The boss of Pugong stared at Han Feng with a face and said, "What do you want to do?"

Han Feng said: "Compare Wuding." Whoever of you can win me, my sister will marry. But that man must be released first, otherwise even if I kill her, I will not let her marry. With that, the purple gold sword in his hand swung and turned to the top of Lijiao's chin.

"Hey!" Li Ji didn't expect him to make this move, and before he could take a step back, the cold tip of the sword had already touched his skin. Wanrou was also frightened by the side, but the purple gold sword was too sharp, and it was too tight from Jiao's neck, so she was so frightened that she didn't even dare to move, talking about other things.

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