Bala Tusi had no way of knowing, but he also vaguely felt that it was difficult to dominate Zhan Lu, since Ou Xuzi was the Sword Ancestor, he would refine the sword, and he would also be able to make a famous sword like Zhan Lu, which could satisfy his vanity of holding a treasure blade. Second, it is not impossible to dedicate the famous sword to the saint of today, and it will make great achievements in the world, and the saint will be happy, and he will be made a marquis, and it is not impossible to enjoy the same status as the king.

Ou Xuzi became a guest.

Wine and beauty are always the theme of men, Bala's Tusi Mansion has good wine and the Menghan women who were robbed by him, after three rounds of wine, Bala Toast waved his hand, a group of beautiful Mongolian girls walked in, they were wearing beautiful national costumes, on the black braids that flowed down like a waterfall, stacks of towering white porcelain bowls floated steadily with the girl's posture, like Ping in the water, like clouds in the sky, flowing dancing and standing bowl shadows, constituting a dynamic picture of beauty and skill perfectly intertwined.

This is the top bowl dance of the Mongolian people.

In addition to the rough and powerful Mongolian dance, the dance also added elements of the court dance of the Southern Song Dynasty, making it more light, elegant, soft and beautiful.

After singing and dancing, Bala Toast raised his glass and said to Ou Xuzi: "I have eyes and don't know gold and jade, I was offended a lot in the previous paragraph, Mr. Ou has a lot, please don't care." ”

Ou Xuzi smiled slightly and said: "Wine and beauty, I am already intoxicated, as for what happened before, I can't remember it for a long time." ”

Bala Toast laughed: "Okay, Mr. Ou is really a real hero, I like it, come on, let's drink this cup, and from now on Mr. Ou will be the most honored friend of Tusi Mansion." ”

The Butler of China and the Ministry of Rigude also catered to it, and the atmosphere became warm for a while.

Ou Xuzi drank the wine dry in one gulp and said: "I'm really not used to Mongolia's mare's milk wine, it's not as good as the Han people's liquor." ”

Bara Toast said loudly, "Come, bring me the good wine I have brought from the south." ”

Several Han girls came up with a wine jar covered with a red cloth, Bala Toast took off the red cloth, and the strong aroma of wine suddenly emanated, floating in every corner of the living room, Bala Toast said: "This is the most famous daughter red wine in Jiangnan, it is not easy to get, only entertain distinguished guests." ”

The maids poured the wine to the brim, Ou Xuzi gently put the wine glass under his nose and sniffed it and said: "Sure enough, it is a good wine, the cellar time is at least more than ten years, the aroma is tangy, the color is strong and the taste is mellow. 'To be able to drink such a delicious elixir, I will die without regrets. ”

Bala Toast also became excited: "Flowers for warriors, wine for heroes, Mr. Ou is a real hero, come, do it." ”

After drinking his daughter's red, Ou Xuzi's face turned slightly red, and the centurion Bu Rigude looked at him with jealousy, Ou Xuzi deliberately patted him on the shoulder and said: "Mr. Bu Ri Gude, you claim to be an eagle on the grassland, you should spread your wings and raise your head, and be proud of the sky, but you can't learn from the prairie dogs and rats to do unsightly things underground." ”

Buri Gude's face turned red, and he stood up suddenly and glared at Ou Xuzi, Ou Xuzi did not show weakness, and respected him, the two of them were tense, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Bala Tusi glared at him and said, "You sit down for me, Mr. Ou is my friend," he pulled out an arrow from the quiver hanging on the wall, held it in his hand, and continued: "From this day on, whoever dares to hurt my friend again, he will end up with such an arrow." ”

After saying that, Bala Toast broke the arrow in half and threw it on the ground.

Bu Rigude's whole body was shocked, and he sat down weakly.

Bala Toast changed his smile and said: "The dance that Mr. Ou just saw is just a prelude, I also arranged a more wonderful dance, I gave her a name, called Tianji Dance, Ji is the name of the beauty in ancient times, since ancient times, there are beautiful people in the south of the Yangtze River, ten miles of lotus, Qiluo everywhere, beautiful." ”

With his clapping voice, a group of Han maids wearing tulle and Buddha crowns walked in, they were barefoot and exposed, their clothes did not cover their bodies, they performed swinging their hips and twisting their hips, ** unbearable dance, their eyes were full of light gauze and red sleeves, pink legs and jade feet, plus their graceful posture and charming dancing, Ou Xuzi was blushing and thick-necked, and Buri Gude had long forgotten the unhappiness just now, staring intently at the woman's thighs and chest, and saliva was dripping from the corners of his mouth.

A slender and plump figure, extremely charming woman came to Ou Xuzi's side and danced her arms and thighs exaggeratedly, her face was full of a charming smile, her eyebrows were affectionate, and Bala Toast said with a smile: "Mr. Ou, her name is Miao Xuan, she is twenty years old, she is the top dancer in Hangzhou, wonderful and wonderful, Miao Xuan, Mr. Ou is a hero today, since ancient times, beauties love heroes, and they are not happy to give Mr. Ou a glass of wine." ”

The girl named Miaoxuan immediately poured a glass of wine for Ou Xuzi, and said angrily: "Brother Ou, the little girl toasts you with a glass of wine, please smile." ”