The scale of Luodu's city is no smaller than that of Chang'an.

Luodu is backed by a low mountain, built from the foot of the mountain upwards, one ring after another, a total of five rings, overlapping to work, of which the outer part is the largest, at least 10,000 households, the inner perimeter is the smallest and the most independent, composed of a number of golden exquisite palaces, there is the imperial city of the barbarian domain.

On the eve of dawn, Yan Yunting and Li Huai'an arrived outside the city of Luodu, released the snow eagle, and entered the city on foot.

Don't look at it just dawn, the city is already full of traffic, the street beast cars come and go, the air beast ships sail in and out, a thriving and prosperous scene.

Most of the residents of the Fifth Ring Road are some Nu people, and above the Fourth Ring are tall Tu people; Some bearded men wearing robes and walking sticks are Wu people; There are also occasional giants over two feet tall walking around the streets.

The Tu clan, the Wu clan, and the Giant clan can move around at will in the other four rings except below the Imperial City, but the Nu people cannot easily cross the line and can only live at the bottom.

The variety of people at the bottom is often the realistic portrayal of the city's appearance, although the barbarian class is obvious, but the slave people in Luodu City live a decent life, at least they still retain their dignity.

In the world, you may also be able to hold a big banner in your hand, and your real arms shout: "The prince will have a kind of Xiangning?" ”

But in the barbarian domain, the class system is deeply rooted, and it is difficult to change it for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

Yan Yunting stood at the gate of the city, looking at the imperial palace, the straight-line distance was only a few miles, but now he felt that it was out of reach.

"Cheap slave quickly dodge, don't block our prince's way!" A shout suddenly came from behind him.

A team of nearly 100 people of the Tu tribe, marching to the gate of the city, 50 warriors before and after, holding a giant axe and machete to open the way, in the middle of the team is a three-foot-high giant elephant, the elephant is placed on the back of a mantle sedan chair, the sedan chair erects two blood wolf totems on the left and right, and in the sedan chair sits a young strong man wearing a beast robe and a headband with gems.

The slaves gave way one after another, knelt on one knee, covered their chests with one hand, and bowed their heads in salute.

"You don't want to die? Seeing the nobles of the Blood Wolf Tribe, they still don't kneel? The people on the side greeted eagerly.

There is gold under the knees of men, and neither heaven nor earth has ever bowed down, so how can a barbarian nobleman make them grovel?

But standing out from the crowd, somewhat conspicuous, Yan Yunting and Li Huaian had to sit down and lower their bodies, anyway, there were so many slave people in front of them, and they couldn't be found

After the Blood Wolf Tribe entered the city, after a while, another team of 100 people walked towards the city gate, their totem was an eagle.

After the Eagle Tribe entered the city, after a while, the third team also walked towards the gate of the city, their totem was a snow leopard;

In this way, one team after another, it took eight teams to finish, although the tribal totems were different, but they were all Tu people with horns.

Yan Yunting couldn't help but be curious, and pulled the slave people on the side to ask, "Fellow, is something big going to happen in Luodu City?" Why did so many nobles come here all at once? ”

"You're still not a barbarian? I've never heard anything like this sensation?" The slave people paused before saying, "His Majesty the Barbarian King notified all the tribes half a month ago that they would choose a husband for their own sister, Princess Turandot, so the princes of the major tribes are here. ”

"Do you want to find yourself a brother-in-law?" Yan Yunting's eyes lit up, he kept his thoughts for the time being, and asked again: "What kind of selection method is the selection?" ”

The slave people raised their hands and pointed to the highest imperial city and said, "Oh, have you seen that 'Black Cloud Tower'?" I heard that His Majesty will hang a long red on the top of the tower, and all the noble princes who ask for marriage, without using weapons, whoever climbs up first to grab the long red can become the husband of the princess. ”

Isn't this just a martial arts competition?

The Black Cloud Tower is made of stacked black stones, it is estimated that it is at least a hundred zhang high, except for the junction of each layer can barely settle down, the other places are round and smooth, the Tu people can't fly, and if you want to climb up, you really have to use your brains.

In this way, it is not so easy to marry a princess as a wife.

"When will this pro-contest start?" Yan Yunting continued to ask.

The slave people said: "Just this afternoon, grab Changhong in the afternoon, have a wedding banquet in the evening, and you can fly with the princess in the evening." ”

Yan Yunting smiled: "It seems that your barbarian king is very eager to marry his sister." ”

The slave people patted their thighs and were happy to see it: "That's not it, the barbarian king has forced the princess to marry eight times not ten times, I heard that the princess just doesn't want to marry, but this time the scale of the operation is extraordinarily grand, the noble princes of the major tribes have come to Luodu, and the princess is afraid that she will be married." ”

"Since the barbarian king has announced the whole territory to recruit relatives, is every tribe qualified to participate?"

"Of course."

"So, I'm also eligible to participate?" Yan Yunting blinked and smiled.

The surrounding slave people all cast strange looks, "You? Do toads want to eat swan meat? ”

Another human: "This kid is probably stupid, you can think of such an unrealistic thing, who is Princess Turandot?" The most noble woman in the Tu tribe, the pearl of the barbarian king, we lowly slaves are not even qualified to wash her feet, do you still want to marry her? ”

I can't say that, I remember the last time such a noble Jiuli Holy Maiden, Yan Yunting asked her for seven times in one night.

Yan Yunting laughed lightly, and finally asked, "By the way, what does Princess Turandot look like?" ”

"Ask some nonsense, of course Her Royal Highness the princess is good to see the horizon!"

"Harm! Don't gossip with this man, and talk privately about the princess who will be punished if she is heard! ”

The slaves were all scattered.

"Seeing how confident you are, do you have an idea?" Li Huaian squinted.

Yan Yunting pouted and said, "You look better than me, I think it's more suitable for you to be a colt." ”

"You also saw in the first half of the night, the women of the Tu tribe are too burly and strong, I don't have that ability," Li Huaian laughed even worse, and gently spit out a sentence:

"The toothpick stirs the vat, and the more you stir it, the more panic you get."

"Yours is a toothpick, mine is an iron pestle."

"They, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle for you."

"Really? Then you may not know, I wash the marrow and refine the body, and I can return the true qi, the iron pestle is one foot long, and the person gives the nickname: Seven times in one night! ”ŴŴŴ.BiQuGe.Biz

"When it comes to dealing with women, Poor Dao is willing to call you the strongest."

"Haha...... Laughing, laughing, who the hell would want to marry a woman who is stronger than himself? This time, he fought for the opportunity, but he was actually close to the barbarian king. ”

"Let's go and drink a few cups of beast whip wine in the city, in case you are really pressed on the bed by her tonight, you have the strength to serve, right?"

"Li Huai'an, I found out that you are really sullen."

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PS: The size of this book is based on the Han ruler, which is called a modern unit of measurement equal to about 24cm. If it is converted to the size of the Ming and Qing dynasties, one foot has to be 30cm up, which is too long, and I will be embarrassed to write (blush).

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