"What kind of man?
I didn't agree to marry him.
You witch, let me go, or I won't let you go."
When Sister Guo Jiu heard this arrangement, her face changed and she protested loudly.
Luo Feihong smiled sweetly, and with gentle fingers, she had already untied Yang Chengzu's body.
"Oh, you said that because you want to sleep with Morigen.
Then I should follow your arrangements.
You are the one who belongs to this furbolg.
I won't delay your good things, and you don't want to delay mine.
You see How good is this” Yang Chengzu's restraints were released, he moved his arms and said solemnly: "I choose to fight this furbolg.
Isn't it just that I can only live one?
I made this bet.
But I have to ask, where are my subordinates?"
Luo Feihong replied nonchalantly: "Oh, you mean those who were caught together are probably dead.
They are not women, they are not nobles, and they are not the people I want.
Do I need to keep them?
Unexpectedly, Could it be that my charm is not as good as this little girl, or do you officials have different brains from normal people?"
She turned her head and said something to Mo Rigen.
Mo Rigen seemed not satisfied with this arrangement and pointed at Yang Chengzu and roared.
"This Tatar said that you are a humble Han Chinese and are not qualified to duel with the noble Mongolian warriors.
He also said that this witch is obsessed with you, a pretty boy, and has forgotten some of his achievements.
He spoke too fast and couldn't listen.
Qing.
The witch was mocking him, saying that he had no courage and was not a warrior at all.
This bastard got angry. " Morigen's roar was like a storm raging in the tent.
He pointed his thick finger at Yang Chengzu, issued the most vicious curse, whipped out his scimitar, and walked towards Yang Chengzu.
Sister Guo Jiu quickly said: "This Tatar said that the honorable Battru's reputation cannot be slandered, and only with your blood can he wash away the shame he suffered.
He also said that after he wins, he wants this witch to accompany him for three days.
Tian Sanye.
These people are so shameless.
Why did the guard captain have an affair with Ke Dun?"
Before she could finish her words, Mo Rigen had already rushed towards Yang Chengzu like a wild bull with a loud shout.
There was no ceremony as everyone thought, not even the scene before the martial arts competition.
It was almost impossible for anyone to react, and the sword was cut directly.
Yang Chengzu and Guo Jiujie were completely unprepared for this kind of competition.
They were still waiting for something to happen, but the golden light had already arrived.
In the midst of his busy schedule, Yang Chengzu held Sister Guo Jiu and rolled forward to avoid the knife.
The female soldier ran into her again desperately, but Luo Feihong had already taken action first.
His belt wrapped around the female soldier's legs like a snake, and brought her to the ground with force.
"This is a competition between Yang Chengzu and Mo Rigen.
It has nothing to do with others and no one else can participate.
These are rules and cannot be broken.
Just stay well and watch the competition."
Yang Chengzu had no choice but to push Sister Guo Jiu towards the other side of the tent, then lowered his head and slashed with the steel knife against his scalp.
"Since it's a martial arts contest, why not give me a bgqi?
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Where's my sword?"
Luo Feihong covered his mouth and smiled and said: "Oh, you are right.
He holds a knife and you use your bare hands.
It seems unfair.
But I'm sorry, you are not from our tribe and are not qualified to compete fairly with our warriors, so this The official name of the game should actually be called Wai Hunting is our warrior.
This game will not end until you die.
I also want to remind you that you cannot leave my tent.
As long as you walk out of the tent, you will lose.
Those soldiers will shoot you into a hedgehog. .Mo Rigen, keep going, I’m waiting for you.”
Her last words were spoken in Mongolian, accompanied by several extremely soft and charming sounds.
As soon as Mo Rigen heard the sound and cheers, he shouted excitedly, and the scimitar in his hand turned into a wheel of light, weaving into a network of light amidst Sister Guo Jiu's screams.
The shadow of the sword, which was as fast as the wind, enveloped Yang Chengzu.
In the cold wind of the sword, Yang Chengzu's voice was somewhat intermittent and irregular.
He was like a skilled dancer, performing the dance of his life on the densely packed blades.
As long as he made one mistake, his head would be missing the next moment.
There was a scream, but this time it came from the female soldier, followed by a muffled sound, and Yang Chengzu staggered back.
The clothes on the chest have been cut open, revealing the rhinoceros armor worn underneath.
The light of the sword almost flew over his head, and then a heavy punch sent him tumbling out.
He just missed rolling to the edge of the tent.
Luo Feihong laughed loudly, "I forgot, you have a treasure armor to protect you, but it doesn't matter, even if it is a treasure armor, if you are cut on the neck, you will still die.
Keep beating, keep beating, aren't you very capable?
Back in Anlu, our good situation was completely destroyed by you with one knife.
Today Let me see if you still have the ability.
By the way, let me remind you, if you are willing to surrender, I will let Mo Rigen spare your life, and then let you stay and sleep with me to figure it out.
Ah, this woman is not related to you, and she is not your woman.
Is it necessary to sacrifice your life for her?"
Yang Chengzu struggled to get up, "Luo Feihong, did your Holy Cult just think you were too annoying, so they sent you to Mongolia?
Before I die, no one can touch Sister Guo Jiu."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Rigen was It was like throwing a toy from one end of the tent to the other.
Sister Guo Jiu's tears were flowing uncontrollably.
She was not a soft-hearted woman, but this did not mean that she did not know what gratitude was.
Even with her cultivation level, she could see that this was an unequal fight.
Even in a fist and kick competition, Yang Chengzu was definitely not Mo Rigen's opponent.
To fight with bare hands, death was only a matter of time.
She shouted violently, "Surrender, let's surrender, don't fight, just let this Tatar sleep with me, let him go, let him go" Luo Feihong still watched the competition as if watching a show.
He casually took off the hat on his head, spread out his black hair, and fiddled with his hair with his hands.
"Only he can say surrender, and it's useless for you to say it.
Since you like to be a hero, you must fulfill his wish."
Then, she shouted in Mongolian, "Mo Rigen, don't you want to sleep with me?
Then go kill him.
As long as you chop off his head, I will be your woman for life.
Think about that feeling, you Don’t you want to hurry up and deal with him quickly?
I know you are the best man and you can do it.”
Mo Rigen laughed excitedly and punched his chest with his left hand, rushing towards Yang Chengzu like a crazy orangutan.
Yang Chengzu, who was thrown several times in succession, seemed to have lost the power to resist.
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As long as he slashed with his sword, the battle would be over.
But just when he was only two steps away from Yang Chengzu, Yang Chengzu's motionless body suddenly jumped up, grabbed the edge of the carpet with his hands, and jerked upwards: