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Zhao Liang defeated Harun and became the most beautiful figure in this bonfire festival, and the people of the Chahak tribe surrounded him and carried him back like a hero.

Old Chahak looked at Zhao Liang and felt very pleasing to the eye, and once again proposed to marry his baby girl to him, Zhao Liang once again sternly refused, and said with a straight face that he was just to repay the Chahak tribe for saving their lives, and definitely not to covet any gold, silver, beauty, glory and wealth, and the words of righteousness moved old Chahak to tears, and couldn't help but sigh with emotion, what a good young man.

The bonfire festival finally came to an end, Zhao Liang was surrounded by many young people, and the grassland boys liked heroes who were brave and good at fighting, and Zhao Liang was completely impressed by them.

However, Zhao Liang was surrounded by more grassland beauties, and these beauties pulled Zhao Liang one by one to ask long and short questions, and honey was dripping from their eyes, if Yingluck hadn't pulled Zhao Liang desperately, it is estimated that he would have been pulled directly by other women to the tent and rolled the sheets.

When Harun was defeated, Xiao Wo Kotai had already brushed his sleeves away, and when he returned to his big tent, he saw a henchman who came to his side, and explained it like this.

The sunset slowly sank, the sunset reflected the red sky, a large area of burning clouds blood red, it looked gorgeous, but if you look closely, it looks like blood, a little scary.

The night slowly came up, and it was time for the prairie girls to play, they danced hand in hand around the bonfire, and many young men also sang prairie love songs and confessed to their beloved girls.

A handsome young man from the Ögedai tribe stood in the middle of the bonfire square, waving this wonderful song.

White clouds, floating on the top of the mountain.

Clear skies, I call dreams.

A leisurely love song, singing in the sky.

In my dreams, I called you a thousand times.

Linger again and again, go back and forth again and again.

Thinking on horseback, looking forward to it outside the tent.

Whose piano sounds, melodious by the lake.

Aside from my heart, the blue sky.

You are like a flower, blooming in the grassland.

The lake is inlaid in the light, and the flowers are missing.

I'll sing it for you, a love song a thousand times.

I would like to be a colorful cloud and open in your heart.

You are like a horse, galloping across the grassland.

Carrying my love, flying in the clouds.

You are fascinated by the beautiful grassland.

I make a colorful cloud and open it in your heart.

A young man from the Erjin tribe did not dare to show weakness, and without waiting for the young man from the Ogedai tribe to finish singing, he jumped to the middle of the bonfire square and sang loudly.

The vast grassland, looking at the boundless.

The clear stream is like a girl's face.

The green grassland, looking at the horizon.

Pretty girl, like a beautiful picture.

The girl of the grassland, her enthusiasm is like a flame.

The loud long tune resounded all over the sky.

The girl of the prairie is as bright as spring.

The sun and the earth are going to be nostalgic for you.

Holy prairie, hope to infinity.

The sweet spring water moistens the heart.

The warm grassland, like the blue sky.

The turquoise river water is like smoke.

The girl of the grassland, her enthusiasm is like a flame.

The crisp singing voice echoes in the sky.

The girl of the grassland, the tenderness is lingering.

Beautiful and kind, forever.

The girl of the grassland, her enthusiasm is like a flame.

The loud long tune resounded all over the sky.

The girl of the prairie is as bright as spring.

The sun and the earth are going to be nostalgic for you.

After a song, everyone around cheered, this young man sang high-pitched, his voice was tactful, he was indeed a prince of prairie love songs.

Many of the beauties of the prairie around him were fascinated by his singing, and several girls went up to offer him Hada, and the young man finally chose a girl, and the girl happily led the young man into the distance.

Zhao Liang was a little puzzled, secretly put his ear to his ear, and asked Yingluck next to him, "Why did they run away?

Yingluck graciously replied, "Love is gone." ”

When Zhao Liang heard this, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, the men and women of the grassland were too arrogant, they really deserved to be used as a bed.

Just when Zhao Liang sighed, he suddenly heard a burst of applause next to him, it turned out that it was the people of the Chahak tribe who coaxed Zhao Liang to sing a song, Zhao Liang is not good at this, but at this time, if he twists and pinched, he will not let others look at it, he stood up, coughed lightly, and sang in a low voice:

The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. Tracing back to it, the road is obstructive and long, and tracing from it, like being in the middle of the water.

The leaves are green, and the white dew is not dawning. The so-called Yi people are in the water of the Mae. Tracing back from it, the road is blocked and climbing, and tracing from it, just like in the water.

The so-called Yi people are in the water. Tracing from it, the road is blocked and right, and tracing from it, just like in the water.

This "Pu Jia" sings like a grudge, like a cry, like a complaint, which is completely different from the hot love songs of the children of the grassland, and has a different taste, where have those grassland men and women heard such a lingering and moving singing, they can't help but be intoxicated by Zhao Liang's singing, and some grassland beauties secretly wiped their tears when they listened.

After a song, the people on the grassland couldn't help but cheer loudly, many grassland beauties were moved by Zhao Liang's singing, and ran up one by one to offer Hada, Yingluck pinched Zhao Liang's thigh with one hand, as long as he dared to take any Hada, it is estimated that a piece of meat will be unscrewed off.

Zhao Liang faced the tenderness and sweetness of the beauties, naturally declined politely, these beauties were very generous, and soon went to find the next target, after a while, Zhao Liang rejected more than 20 beauties with righteous words, although there was a smile on his face, but his heart was dripping blood, my sky, my earth, my grassland beauty.

After the young men had finished singing, the big girls also began to sing, and the joyful singing resounded in the sky, and the bonfire burned brightly, reflecting everyone's faces.

A jar of mare's milk wine was moved, a barbecue grill was set up in the middle of the bonfire square, and a few roasted whole sheep were tumbling on the flames, squeaking and oily, and the smell of meat permeated the entire grassland.

Everyone drank happily, many people came to toast Zhao Liang, and when the people of the grassland were bold, both men and women drank a bowl of wine.

Zhao Liang drank with this, and naturally drank with that, otherwise, others thought that you looked down on others, so Zhao Liang simply let go of drinking, bowl after bowl, drinking wine was more pleasant than drinking water.

The people around saw that Zhao Liang was so bold, so much drinking, and there was a cry of sky-shaking prices, Zhao Liang rode and shot unmatched, and his wrestling was unmatched, and the singing was moving and he drank a lot of alcohol, it was difficult for such a person not to be in the limelight.

Xiao Wo Kotai saw this qiē in his eyes, he snorted, flicked his sleeves, and went back to his Chinese army tent, thinking fiercely in his heart, Zhao Liang, Zhao Liang, I think how long can you be proud? Tomorrow is your death.

After Zhao Liang drank it, he only remembered that he had a bowl with one person, and he didn't remember what happened later.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Liang woke up leisurely, drunk people will be extremely short of water, he woke up thirsty, dizzy and a little uncomfortable, it is estimated that he drank hundreds of bowls of wine, even if the amount of wine is good, there is a limit.

Zhao Liang was in a tent, it was dark all around, he sat up with his arms propped up, and groped for a while, but he touched a person, and after touching it twice, he actually touched a soft lump.

He was excited, and he screamed, could it be that he was drunk yesterday and was raped by a girl, mother, my first name.

When the person next to him heard Zhao Liang's movements, he also sat up, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and asked, "If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what's your ghost name?"

When Zhao Liang heard it, it was Yingluck's voice, patted his chest and said secretly, it's so dangerous, it's so dangerous, if this person is the baby daughter of old Chahak, he really has no face to see people, so he has to kill himself on this grassland, but he is still extremely shocked and asked, "You, why do you sleep with me?"

Yingluck said angrily, "Are you embarrassed to ask me? You were drunk, I helped you in, but you had to hold me, and I didn't have the strength to resist, so I had to obey you." ”

Zhao Liang heard Yingluck say it so lightly, and asked rhetorically, "That's it?"

"That's it, what more do you want?"

Zhao Liang stammered, "I think this, this may be a misunderstanding?"

"Misunderstanding, you want to pay the bills, say, will you marry me?"

Yingluck said and stretched her hand to the base of Zhao Liang's thigh, if he dared to say half a word, it is estimated that Yingluck would pinch off half of his meat.

Zhao Liang couldn't help but cry in his heart, first he was deceived and raped, and then he was forced to marry, God, why are you doing this to me.

Faced with such a strong Yingluck, Zhao Liang had no choice but to say again and again, "Marry you, marry you, of course I will marry you." ”

"Well, as soon as the morning dawns, we will worship the cave room. ”

When Zhao Liang heard this, he was shocked again, "No, don't you want to be in such a hurry?"

"Save yourself a lot of dreams at night, what's the matter?

Yingluck said, with a force on his hand, Zhao Liang was in pain, and hurriedly begged for mercy, "Willing, willing, twelve points willing." ”

When Yingluck heard this, she let go, snorted, and said, "That's pretty much it." ”

At this moment, there was a commotion outside, and many people broke into the camp of the Chahak tribe with open fire.

Old Chahak came out of the tent with his clothes draped and asked sharply, "In the middle of the night, what do you want to do when you break into our Chahak tribe?"

The general was very arrogant, put his hands behind his back, and did not look at Lao Chahak, and said, "I have been ordered by the patriarch of Wokotai to arrest the murderer Zhao Liang. ”

Old Chahak was taken aback and asked, "How could Zhao Liang be a murderer?

"Zhao Liang killed Harun, this is in full view of everyone, can there be a mistake?"

"How is that possible? Harlan is fine during the day!"

But he died in the middle of the night, and it was clear that Zhao Liang made a trick and did not kill Harun on the spot, but let Harun die when he came back. ”

Old Chahak didn't know how to justify, and muttered, "This, this ......"

The general no longer paid attention to Lao Chahak, pulled him aside, and said, "Get up, we will go in and arrest the murderer Zhao Liang, and the violator will be killed." ”

A group of people rushed into the camp of the Chahak tribe with great vigour, and for a while, people shouted and neighed, and the chickens and dogs were restless.