This Mongolian team has set up a simple camp according to the custom of nomadic herding on the grassland.
Someone started a fire and cooked porridge in an iron pot.
Unlike those who mainly fed on dairy products on the grasslands, the soldiers who became prosperous through plundering already cooked sticky rice porridge.
Others set up a fire, simply processed the captured animals, and roasted them on the fire.
The tall elephant carriage can be seen from a long distance away.
When it comes closer, it sees a huge golden tent that is completely different in style from the surrounding tents.
This tent is large enough to accommodate almost fifty people.
It is surrounded by gorgeous decorations, often decorated with colorful silks and pearls and jade.
With the financial resources of the grassland, it seems too extravagant to build such a tent.
The red gold of the tent emits dazzling light under the sun, symbolizing the supreme authority of the owner of the tent.
Morigen, who was as tall as a bear, led his elite guards to form a circle with the tent as the center, protecting the tent inside.
When he saw this group of people coming, Mo Rigen went up to them, then stretched out his huge palm and grabbed Sister Guo Jiu.
"Han woman, haha, Wutu, you did a good job.
This woman is mine.
And the one next to her is mine too.
The other men, whatever they brought with them, were all chopped up."
Yang Chengzu stood in front of Sister Guo Jiu again and protected her behind him, but with a push from Mo Rigen's hand, she was pushed aside.
Just when Sister Guo Jiu was about to grit her teeth and rush to the fire nearby, a maid in a tight-fitting Mongolian robe walked out of the tent and loudly conveyed Ke Dun's order.
Yang Chengzu couldn't understand what the string of Mongolian words was, but Mo Rigen's face seemed not as good-looking as before.
He immediately lifted himself up and escorted him to the tent together with Sister Guo Jiu and the female soldier.
This huge tent is covered with a thick scarlet carpet.
When you step on it, it feels like you are stepping on a pile of cotton, and you cannot feel the hardness of the ground at all.
The decoration inside the tent is more gorgeous than outside.
The four walls are decorated with colorful curtains and brocade screens, which is extremely luxurious.
But there were no furniture attendants, just a short table and four maids.
A few steps behind, there is a beautiful woman wearing an exquisite tulle, an oval face, fox eyes and peach cheeks, and a pointed hat with a turned brim.
The tassels around it are agate, jade, coral and pearl.
There is not much difference between wearing and not wearing that gauze garment.
Rather than covering up, it is better to be a light-weight garment.
He was leaning lazily on a big tiger-skin chair, with his two slender white legs casually draped over the table, as if he didn't mind that he might be exposed at any time.
Seeing a group of people coming in, she looked at Yang Chengzu a few times, gave a few instructions, and then the four maids walked out.
The woman looked at Yang Chengzu and suddenly smiled, showing her teeth: "Yang Chengzu, you can't believe it.
Wasn't it very majestic when he was in Anlu?
How does it feel to be a prisoner today?"
What she spoke at this time was Mandarin mixed with a Jiangnan accent, which was soft and waxy and very pleasant to the ears.
Yang Chengzu looked at her and felt that this person looked familiar, but he had little chance of getting to know Kedun from the Mongolian tribe.
However, judging from her appearance and accent, she did not look like a real Mongolian.
Seeing that he didn't answer, the woman sneered, "My surname is Luo, and my name is Luo Feihong.
We met once in Anlu.
I was with Shi Jinliang at the time, but I ran away quickly and you couldn't catch me.
Otherwise, my head would...
I'm afraid I'll be chopped off too.
One more thing, Leng Feishuang is my junior sister.
You should know who I am this time.
Have you tasted my junior sister?
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It's not bad."
Mo Rigen had a semi-understanding level of Chinese, and Luo Feihong's Chinese words had a Jiangnan accent, which made it even harder to understand.
Seeing her smiling with this white-faced guy, I felt an inexplicable anger rising in my heart, and suddenly pointed at Sister Guo Jiu "Honorable Ketun, your loyal guard and eternal servant Mo Zhigen, you have been killing these cunning things night after morning.
Now I want to ask you for these two women.
I hope you will be great." " Sister Guo Jiu's expression changed.
She knew Mongolian, so she translated the passage into Chinese very quickly and told Yang Chengzu.
She was originally the kind of extremely proud eldest sister, but now that she was facing a dangerous situation and her family's power was no longer needed, she subconsciously regarded Yang Chengzu as her only support.
It's not that this man can really do anything, but like a drowning man and straw, he will definitely not give up this illusory hope before he is drowned.
Luo Feihong did not answer Mo Rigen, but looked at Sister Guo Jiu playfully, and then looked at Yang Chengzu, "Oh, she understands Mongolian.
When I first came to the grassland, I had to suffer a lot in order to learn Mongolian.
You are a woman with a lot of energy."
By fate, I can meet beauties wherever I go.
This big man is my guard captain.
In the tribe, the guards he controls are the most powerful, so I can't refuse his request.
What should I do?
Oh, by the way, I want one thing.
If a Han woman falls into his hands, what should I do?
No one can survive for more than a month, why don't we make a bet on how many days the woman next to you can survive in his hands?"
Yang Chengzu's face was gloomy.
Did the White Lotus Sect merge with the Mongols?
The woman next to Shi Jinliang actually became the Mongolians' Ketun.
This time the Mongols went deep into the Han territory as if they were entering uninhabited territory.
Here, the White Lotus Sect started again.
What an effect.
The more important thing is whether he can escape and fall into the hands of his old enemies.
This life will probably not be easy.
"Miss Luo, or call you Luo Kedun, this woman is a noble daughter of the Wudinghou Mansion.
If your people touch her, the Wuding Hou Mansion will definitely not let you go.
The Ming Dynasty may not be able to eat the entire Mongolia, but if you destroy this tribe, But there is no problem.
If you lay a finger on her, I guarantee that your tribe will be removed from the grassland, and every person in your tribe will die."
Luo Feihong stood up suddenly and laughed loudly.
The pair of angry peaks on his chest rose and fell, attracting Mo Rigen's eyes like a magnet.
"Haha, how can they know who has played with his daughter and which tribe she is from?
As his cheap son-in-law, I am still the White Lotus Goddess.
Why can't she sleep with the leader of the tribe?
Sleeping with my warriors” She walked up to Sister Guo Jiu, lifted Sister Guo's chin with her fingers, and looked carefully, "Does she look pretty good?
Let me tell you, although this Mo Rigen looks like a bear and smells like a pig, but In bed, it's quite exciting.
Before you die, he will fuck you until you fly into the sky."
After a burst of laughter, she gently pushed with her jade hand, and Sister Guo Jiushen's body fell to the ground.
The female soldier desperately rushed towards Mo Rigen, but Luo Feihong stretched out her leg and tripped the female soldier hard to the ground.
"Yang Chengzu, this woman seems to be still a baby.
Do you want to save her?
If you don't want to, I will let Mo Rigen play with her, and then I will play with you.
For the sake of my junior sister, I will let you go, and you will still be able to save her.
Make you feel comfortable.
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If you want to save her, then follow Mongolian rules."
She pointed at Mo Rigen, "According to the rules of the grassland, if two men fall in love with the same woman, they can only duel.
You are not from our tribe and are not suitable for a fair duel, so let's have a life and death duel.
You There can only be one life with Mo Rigen, and the one who wins is the man of this woman from the Wudinghou family.
Do you want to fight Mo Rigen for her, or are you willing to play in the dark with me here?
Choose one for yourself
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