As time passed by, the war on the grassland became more and more intense.
By the last day, some conflicts had even surfaced.
He Yi looked at the two big foreigners who were leaving in a flamboyant manner.
Their faces were green and white.
This was already the fifth wave of foreigners provoking him.
He clenched the hand holding the pen tightly, and he was already wondering if he who provoked Tana in the first place was out of his mind.
At night, the starry sky hangs low and the night is shrouded.
The continuous torches are like lampshades, covering the entire tribe.
The faces that look particularly ferocious appear to be particularly distorted under the light of the fire.
He Yi and the envoys sat on the high platform, watching the tribesmen singing and dancing on the high platform, the smiles on their faces were stiffened by the smoke of fireworks.
Above them, people from each tribe sat one after another, and at the top sat Tana's father, the leader of the tribe.
On the lower right side of the patriarch, sit his children.
The one closest to him is Tana, known as the Flower of Thorns.
Her bright face was even more flamboyant under the light of the fire, and her prickly, blood-drenched beauty successfully aroused the desire to conquer in the hearts of the warriors under the high platform, making their fighting movements more intense.
And Tana lowered her eyelashes, watching the group of rough and strong people working hard for her, without even looking at He Yi.
Since he is a coward, then he is not worthy of picking off her flower of thorns.
He can only become an embellishment on her skirt to illustrate her glorious achievements.
As the spicy and turbid wine filled up one cup after another, He Yi's heart became colder and colder.
Even now, the Prairie King has not discussed the Yi market with him.
This is not a good sign.
He vaguely felt that the development of things seemed to be completely beyond his expectation.
He could hardly breathe under the weight of the increasing wind and rain.
He picked up the silver wine glass, and the choking liquor slid down his cup.
Throat, it was so spicy that his throat hurt.
Behind him, Hu Xingyun lowered his head and raised a strange smile.
Today, it was not as simple as He Yi thought.
After three rounds of drinking, a winner was determined in the fight under the high platform.
A man with an eagle totem engraved on his right hand pulled out the dagger from his opponent's chest, and warm blood spurted out and splashed on his face.
His fierce expression was even more stained with blood.
The prairie king's laughing voice was accompanied by the sound of blood splattering: "Okay, okay, only the bravest warriors on the grassland are worthy of my daughter.
From today on, Tana belongs to you."
The man's mouth opened in a sinister grin, and he stared at Tana intently, like a wolf looking at his prey.
The sound of celebration suddenly sounded, not only from the leaders of the small tribes, but also from the caravans from the Central Plains.
But at this moment, Tana's arrogant voice suddenly rang out: "No, father, I don't want to marry him."
The prairie king tiger stared: "Wantless" He looked at his most beloved daughter, his muddy eyes full of violence: "Why are you unwilling to marry him?
The Prairie Royal Court will not leave useless children.
If you can't give me a satisfactory reason, then You don’t deserve to be my daughter” Tana's beautiful eyes turned cold, and her aura was not inferior at all: "A person who is not strong enough is not worthy of being a perfect man.
He can't even defeat me, so how can he deserve to have me?"
Hearing this reason, the Prairie King, who was filled with a dangerous aura, suddenly laughed.
He laughed loudly: "Okay, okay, she is indeed my daughter.
Then you have to go out and conquer your husband in person."
Tana shook her head disdainfully: "A man who can be conquered by me is not worthy of becoming a husband."
After saying this, she took off the gold-decorated whip and walked step by step down the high platform.
The man who had defeated all the warriors stared hard at Tana's tall moans, his eyes sparkling with excitement.
Everyone who was watching the development of the matter was very interested in this scene.
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Even He Yi looked like he had escaped from death.
Just now, he thought Tana wanted him to fight the alien man.
The gold-decorated whip possesses a power that is completely inconsistent with its appearance.
The whip has heavy shadows and hits the fierce warrior's body hard, leaving red marks on his naked upper body.
As the shadow of the whip superimposed, the cheers around her grew louder, and Tana's smile grew louder, and just when her golden whip with barbs was about to hit the man's face, it left a trace of When the layers of flesh and blood were soaked, a thick hand suddenly grasped the whip.
The expression on Tana's face, who was smiling like crazy, suddenly became stunned.
How could this be possible?
She was about to win.
Opposite her, the man's bronze hand suddenly tightened his grip, and with a fierce twitch, Tana's tall figure was lifted towards him.
There were large drops of sweat on his naked upper body, mixed with the blood drops from the wound, making him look particularly fierce.
He licked his lower lip, and the smell of blood made his excited pupils dilate again, like a head.
The beast that has won the right to mate is staring closely at his female.
He held Tana in his arms, and the thorny beauty was imprisoned in his arms.
He was so stimulated that he howled loudly.
The rough cry was like the howl of a wolf under the moonlight night, with the momentum of a man taking charge and the billowing heat.
Emitting from his body, the high platform fell into silence for a while.
The next moment, the overwhelming cheers sounded again.
Mixed in between were the praises of the pair of warriors, the praise of Princess Tana's beauty and dominance, and the silent voice of jealousy.
At this moment, everyone's expressions seemed to be fixed.
A distorted expression mixed with excitement and cruelty began to appear on most people's faces, making the noisy sacrifice even more exaggerated.
He Yi looked expressionlessly at the two people hugging each other in the audience, but murderous intent suddenly arose in his heart; the people in the small tribe kept exchanging glances, and crazy murderous intent overflowed from their eyes.
Not only did they not let their The companions felt scared, which made their momentum even more amazing; the Prairie King on the high platform The majestic body shook from time to time, and the flesh on his face rolled like waves, with a majestic momentum, and a light that could not be ignored flashed through his turbid eyes; Princess Tana, who was being held in her arms, was struggling crazily on the surface, but in fact Those arrogant eyes hide calculation and cruelty that cannot be underestimated.
Layers of calculations are superimposed, and layers of killing intent are mixed.
At this moment, the atmosphere is burning to the extreme.
The next second, the Prairie King's praising voice sounded loudly: "Okay" He picked up a golden cup and took a deep sip of wine: "Only a true warrior is worthy of my daughter.
If you win, you can take her off."
He slammed the golden cup in his hand down, expressing the excitement in his heart.
The next second, the sound of fighting suddenly started
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