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Inside the bonfire, several women of the Fan tribe were dancing, and there were Wulan and Fu Rou holding hands and dancing with laughter. The red flames reflected on Fu Rou's joyful face, and she couldn't tell that she was a blind girl, so pure and carefree, as if everything was reflected in her eyes or heart.

Ulan looked left and right, coaxing Fu Rou, while looking east and west, for a while it was Qiulin, and for a while it was Wentu, as if she was sad and happy, like laughing and angry, only the thin braids that jumped several times on the back of her head showed that the princess who was the head of Zhenguan was still an unmarried girl, and her heart was also dancing wildly with the dance steps of high and low at the moment.

Wentu's official rank was low, so he could only sit at the other tables, sipping mare's milk wine with a sea bowl, and looked at the sisters, one was plump and dexterous, and his face was round and jade reflected by the firelight, and the other was fat and festive, bouncing and smiling happily with his small mouth open.

Qiu Lin was surrounded by several towns, he was very powerful, his cheeks were full of beard, his eyes were broad, his laughter was hearty, and his words were like a bell, although he kept drinking with his subordinates, his eyes swept Wulan from time to time, and he was uncertain.

Qiu Lin glanced at Wentu and found that he was staring at Ulan, and motioned for his subordinates to call over.

"The commander called you!" a town keeper pulled Wentu away.

Wentu's expression is neither arrogant nor humble, thinking that I don't belong to you, and I never want to win over you, so if I can't do it, I will talk about it, as long as I don't destroy the good things between you and Ulan. When he came to Qiu Lin's side and greeted him, a town gate had already pulled a wooden chair and ordered Wentu to sit down.

"Drink a bowl!" Qiu Lin pushed over a bowl of wine.

"Thank you, General!" Drink it, Wentu thought to himself, I can drink a jar. Then he picked up the sea bowl, took a sip, but immediately regretted not falling, the wine on this table is different from his side, but it is a very strong wine koji, a bowl of belly, suddenly feel the esophagus burning, a hot feeling rushed to the stomach and intestines, and instantly coughed sharply, causing everyone to laugh.

When Wulan heard this, he led Fu Rou to run over, and the two of them patted Wentu's back with big and small hands.

Inside the bonfire, a samurai wrestling show has already begun.

Wen Tu looked carefully, although these warriors were fat and heavy, their movements were very flexible, and every move and style were ruthless, in contrast, the southern soldiers were too skillful, if the soldiers met, the army of the king would never take advantage. was thinking about it, suddenly hearing the shouts of the crowd, looking at the venue, begging Lin to take advantage of the wine to enter the venue, Wentu quickly turned around and picked up Fu Rou, so as not to suffer himself.

Even several townsmen were quickly fallen.

Fu Rou was naturally curious and asked, "Brother Wentu, are they fighting?"

"No, they're all heroes, they're jousting. ”

"Brother Wentu, I want you to go too!" Maybe Fu Rou was excited, and her voice was higher, which immediately caused everyone to applaud, and the officers and soldiers here did not like Fu Rou, whether they were in Zhenguan or soldiers. One is that she and Princess Ulan are inseparable day by day, and there is only one child in the 10,000-strong soldier area of the two.

Ulan was also instigated, because she knew that Qiu Lin would not be heavy-handed, and Wentu was also a well-known master in southern Xinjiang at the moment, and there must be some tricks, and the officers and soldiers shouted loudly.

Helplessly, Wentu got up, rolled up his sleeves slightly, and slowly walked to the center of the field, knowing that he would definitely lose, so he just asked Lin not to embarrass himself.

"Brother Wentu, take me!" Little Fu Rou did not give up, Ulan tried to dissuade her, but Fu Rou cried.

Wentu knew that Fu Rou was used to always running with her, and seeing her hands fluttering wildly and pouting her lips as if she would never give up, she couldn't bear it in her heart, so she simply pulled up the strap, put Fu Rou behind her, tied the buckle on her chest hard, and buckled an extra dead knot, and took a breath and walked into the field again.

As soon as Ulan stretched out his hand and was about to say something to Qiu Lin, the two had already fought each other!

The two put their arms on each other's shoulders, their heads slightly lowered and almost pressed together, their eyes aimed down at each other's shoe tips, and their buttocks kept their lowest center of gravity. Suddenly, Qiu Lin's left arm pushed forward, and Wen Tu immediately realized that this was a false move, as long as he moved backwards slightly, Qiu Lin would immediately rush forward and stretch his right leg along the side to trip himself, but he couldn't even fall down Zhenguan, how could he fall Qiu Lin? But the other party was Qiu Lin, and suddenly he straightened his hips to control his balance, but his left foot was unexpectedly raised!

Wentu knew that as long as this left foot poked over, he would undoubtedly fall, and when Qiu Lin's center of gravity was slightly relaxed to the left and the right side was slightly relaxed, he suddenly let go of his right arm, turned his body to the right, rolled along Qiu Lin's right arm, and said a word when his mouth reached Qiu Lin's ear. Qiu Lin was stunned for a moment, forgetting that the other party was Wentu, and habitually stretched out his right palm, and hit Wentu's chest with a "bang", Wentu suddenly felt that his chest was tight and out of control, and he took a few steps back and sat on the ground.

"Not good!" Qiu Lin secretly exclaimed, he didn't expect that he would make a palm, quickly withdrew and ran to Wentu's side, pulled him up, frowned heavily and asked Wentu if he was hurt, Wentu smiled and shook his head, and also grabbed Qiu Lin's giant arm and returned to the stone platform together.

Dozens of people cheered and applauded in celebration, and it was already expected that they would win or lose, and they would knock down the leader in the barracks with just one move, which was an eye-opener for everyone and cheered for their commander.

"Brother Wentu, who won?" Fu Rou asked when she saw that someone stopped.

Wentu just wanted to answer the truth, but Qiu Lin replied: "Your brother Wentu won, huhu!" The laughter was very heavy.

"Hee-hee. Xiao Furou's crisp laughter once again attracted everyone's laughter.

The night was full of peace, and everyone was looking forward to it and laughing. Qiu Lin glanced at Wulan from a distance, frowned slightly, and was just about to get up, but he still picked up a bowl of spirits and swallowed it, and quickly wiped the wine drops from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, as if he was afraid that the wine would be too strong, so he stood up and walked to Wulan's side while he was unprepared, opened his mouth and squirmed a few times and said to Wulan: "You are like a star in the blue sky tonight, so beautiful!" This is naturally what Wentu just told him, and it can be regarded as the most simple way to courtship in the wasteland, and he has been silently recited more than ten times in his heart in a short time.

Ulan was stunned on the spot, and only woke up after a while, pressed the corner of the table with one hand, stood up slowly, stared straight at Qiu Lin, and said inexplicably: "You say it again?!"

Now that he has spoken, how can the eldest husband retreat, Qiu Lin's drooping hands suddenly clenched, his neck straightened up, his eyes widened, and he said again: "Tonight, you are more beautiful than the blue sky and stars!"

Just when he opened his mouth, Wentu secretly signaled everyone to be quiet, and suddenly, in the silence, there was a voice from Qiu Lin, everyone heard every word clearly, everyone immediately bowed their heads in embarrassment, and someone had already quietly pulled the corner of Qiu Lin's clothes behind him, knowing that what followed was Princess Ulan's earth-shattering roar and reprimand.

Unexpectedly, Ulan and the air froze at the same time, and the evening breeze swept her strands of thin braids, and her cheeks flushed, and she could clearly see that her nose was sore, the corners of her lips moved, and her eyes flowed two lines of hot tears.

Wentu understands that the two have been together for more than 20 years since childhood, childhood sweethearts, but Qiu Lin is too fierce and has become a hero feared by everyone in Beifan, and he doesn't know how to praise others, often love only needs one sentence.

Qiu Lin was shocked and looked at Wentu in fear, but Wentu turned his back on his face, and only cared about getting Fu Rou to wrap the little pink padded jacket tightly to prevent her from being cold.

In a moment, Ulan Tuli, the third sister of the Northern King Wahda, threw herself into the arms of the commander of the Northern Tu Army Brigade and the general Qiu Lin, ignoring everyone, and cried loudly on the spot, which was not a cry, but a howl, venting more than ten years of waiting and complaining, sad and shocked, hoarse......

Only then did the soldiers come back to their senses, dancing and shouting, the sound resounded in the air, and a few naughty guards moved in with each other, gongs and drums sounded in unison, and the celebration scene was extremely warm.

"Are they dancing again?" Fu Rou didn't feel sleepy at all, tilting her head and looking ahead to ask Wentu.

"Yes, they are celebrating, celebrating your sister Ulan's great love ......" Wentu said meaningfully, and looked at the two of them again, within the dynasty, it is customary for the princess to marry the general, not to mention that the two are already in love, so the soldiers of the northern soil are naturally solid. Ulan looked up at Qiu Lin very aggrieved, as if he had a stomach to say, but Qiu Lin only smiled and couldn't spit out any tender and sweet words.

"What is love?" Fu Rou then asked.

You can ask this, Wentu laughed heartily, but immediately became addicted again, no matter what, you can't say that the two will be husband and wife in the future, right......?

"Rou'er knows, Sister Ulan and Brother Qiu Lin are in love, Sister Ulan is just thinking about Brother Qiu Lin, and she teaches me to sing!"

"Really, you can sing it......

"Well, okay!" Fu Rou cleared her throat, grabbed Wentu's arm and wrist with the book novel, and sang solemnly:

The grass barley is green, the flowers are bright, the snow is 100,000 cashmere, the moon is bright, my brother Lin, can you see it clearly? The low mountain smiles, the high hill sounds, a red sun horse, galloping so painfully, my Qiu Linge, can you hear it clearly......

Together, the immature voices of the surrounding generals stopped making a sound, dancing slightly, only singing everyone's hearts with fascination; Ulan lowered his head for the first time, stretched out a hand and put it in Qiu Lin's hand, Qiu Lin listened to the singing and was even more enthusiastic, knowing that it was from the Ulan religion, he pulled Ulan and pressed it in his arms, Ulan pouted, but still did not make a sound.

Since then, the banner of Beiwang has been as stable as Mount Tai and integrated into one!

Qiu Lin sat down with Princess Wulan in his arms, because he had a bad heart, he immediately looked at Wentu, and found that he was not abnormal at all, and he didn't have time to ask, he instantly tore off his coat and opened the inner lining, and his mouth opened wide, and there was nothing unusual about the place where the palm hit!

"Are you really fine?" asked Lin Wentu.

Wentu shook his head, not figuring out the meaning of Commander Qiulin's words for the time being.

"Huhaha!" begging Lin Yangtian laughed, immediately poured a bowl of wine, poured it into his mouth suddenly, and swallowed it into his stomach instantly, "King Nan, King Nan, you really have no eyes, if this is the case, I beg Lin to exchange 50,000 soldiers with you!haha......"

Ulan was slightly puzzled and stared at Qiu Lin.

Qiu Lin said with a smile: "What I said means that with Wentu by your side, you will be safe and sound! In this way, I will stay here for a while, and I will be very useful in the future......

The belly of the northern man moved Wentu, Qiu Lin's concern moved Ulan, and the joy moved the soldiers.

In the commander's tent, Wentu and the other four people sat in front of the stove, Fu Rou was already lying in Wentu's arms and was asleep, while Wulan stared at the burly man beside him, and did not leave for a moment, but begged Lin to dodge his eyes and wander left and right.

"General, there is something to say about the lowly position, I don't know ......," Wentu said tentatively.

"Speak!" Qiu Lin raised his hand to gesture to Wentu.