Cherku frowned: Oman still has this ability, have you never heard of Ah?
Just as he was about to refuse, Su Pu on the side said excitedly: Oman has been there before and is indeed very familiar with the road there.
He and Oman are in love, so naturally they want to spend more time with her. Even if they play together during the day, they will soon go back to their homes. This time they go out together, they must sleep outside overnight. The young people are inevitably full of beautiful fantasies and expectations for such scenes.
The old man Wusun on the side said with the flow: Since that's the case, then that's what it means to make. Oman and us move forward tomorrow.
Ochen and Borhu also nodded: Yes, since she is familiar with the road, it is also good for multiple guides.
Suluk and Cherku looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. But the Mongolian leaders nodded, so how could they refuse, so they had to agree with a frown.
Song Qingshu sighed secretly. Su Pu was too young and had no idea about the dangers of the world. He saw that he was full of excitement. He thought he was looking forward to going out with his lover, but how could he know that this move was to push his lover into the fire pit.
After looking around, Song Qingshu did not notice Li Wenxiu's figure. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. When he saw them last time, Su Pu and Li Wenxiu looked intimate. Why did he get along with Oman again at this time?
He is simply a scumbag.
Next, Ochen confirmed the existence of the Gaochang maze to Suluk. Suluk replied while thinking: There is a maze hidden in the depths of the desert in our tribe, but no one has ever seen that maze in hundreds of years. No one has come out of anyone who has entered the depths of the desert. That evil ghost is really terrible, you should not consider it anymore.
Ochen and Borhu laughed: We Mongolians are all great heroes who are not afraid of heaven and earth, and there is no need to say anything about evil ghosts.
Suluk showed unhesitation on his face. Doesn’t this mean that the people in their Tieyan tribe are all Nā species?However, now that Mongolia is in power, they can only endure this anger.
Everyone had to start discussing some precautions for entering the desert. After almost the talks were over, it was getting late. Suluk and Cherku got up and invited everyone to attend the bonfire party.
Of course, Ochen and others would not refuse. The Tieyan tribe killed cattle and sheep to entertain Mongolian people, and had meat and wine to eat and drink, and the Mongolian people were smiling.
During the meal, Mr. Wusun kept fighting with Cherku. Most of the people on the grassland were very straightforward to drink. Seeing that he was so kind, it was hard to refuse. He quickly drank one bowl after another.
Song Qingshu could see clearly that every time this old man Wusun would quietly pour the wine into the grass behind him. Perhaps because he used hypnosis, Cherku next to him did not see all this.
After drinking, Cherku was already tilted, while Suluk was pulled together by Ochen and others to drink, but he didn't notice this.
Old Man Wusun waved his hand, and his subordinates quickly helped Cherku up and said that he would send him back to rest. His disciples Luo Tuo and Sangser wanted to come over to help him, but they were blocked by Old Man Wusun's subordinates with wine, so they had to watch them leave.
Song Qingshu frowned. He naturally knew the purpose of Mr. Wusun's trip, and now he got Cherku drunk, probably because he had ulterior motives, so he quietly left the seat and followed far away with him on the excuse of convenience.
After leaving a hundred meters, Old Man Wusun and his group avoided the sight of those in the banquet hall. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to carry Cherku into the tent on one side, then tidied up his collar and walked in the other direction.
Song Qingshu was worried that he would kill Cherku's life, so he hurriedly approached the tent to check it out and found that these people were just guarding Cherku and did not kill him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the figure of Mr. Wusun in the distance, he was very curious, where is he going this night?Could he be the one who killed O Chen who was prepared by Hai Milu?Is this time going to discuss with the sea lost?
Thinking of this, he followed quietly. Most people in the tribe sang and danced at the banquet on the other side. In addition, his excellent light skills would naturally not be discovered.
After following Mr. Wusun, he finally came to a large tent. There was a warrior Iron Yan guarding in front of the tent, but when he looked at him, he fell to the ground in a daze.
Hey, what happened?When the people in the tent heard the movement, a young woman quickly lifted the tent to check it out.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but lit up. He had just seen many girls from Tieyan's tribe at the bonfire party outside, all of whom were young and pretty, but compared with this young woman, it was like the light of fireflies hitting the light of the sun and the moon.
She wore a national costume with a white dress and a black jacket, and the small vest was embroidered with beautiful golden silk lace, which fully wrapped her plump and slender figure. She wore a small white felt hat on her head, but the white wool on the small felt hat was far less than the snow-white one on her skin.
Old Man Wusun couldn't help swallowing: Are you Cherku's wife Yalixian?
I am Ah, who are you?The young woman looked at the old man in front of her with some confusion. Could it be that you are those Mongolian guests?
Song Qingshu in the dark was a little confused. He vaguely remembered that according to the plot, the Yali Xian should have died. What was going on.
At this time, the old man Wusun smiled and said: Yalixian, are you confused? You can’t even recognize your husband Cheerku. I am Cheerku Ah.
A trace of anger flashed between the beautiful young woman's eyebrows: How could you be Cheer...Ku...
Her beautiful and shiny eyes suddenly became a little confused: Cherku, are you really Cherku?
The arc of the corner of the old man Wusun's mouth became more and more proud: It's Ah, it's cold outside, let's talk about it when we enter the house.
Oh, okay, Yalixian nodded subconsciously and lifted the curtain for her husband very considerately. Cherku, don’t you want to entertain those Mongolian guests? How come you came back so early.
Old Man Wusun put one hand on her soft waist, and laughed loudly: The stupid donkey was so drunk after drinking a few cups, so I came back to accompany my dear wife Ah.
Disgusting~ Yalixian was so coquettish that she obviously didn't realize that this man was not her husband at all.
Song Qingshu outside suddenly had a toothache. Unexpectedly, Old Man Wusun did not come to meet Hai Milulu, but was caused by lustful thoughts and came to harm his wife.
He is really a beast. If he is not as powerful as a respected totem, he is actually used to do such dirty things?I can also use this to deal with women?
Madam, be good, take off your clothes.At this time, the sound of Mr. Wusun swallowing.
Yalixian's doubtful voice came: Cherku, you are so strange today. Don't you call me Yalixian on weekdays?
Song Qingshu was delighted, it seemed that the Yali Xian also realized that something was wrong.
The voice of Mr. Wusun came again: Hahaha, I was led by those Mongols today. Come on my Yali Immortal, kiss me!
Just as he was about to refuse, Su Pu on the side said excitedly: Oman has been there before and is indeed very familiar with the road there.
He and Oman are in love, so naturally they want to spend more time with her. Even if they play together during the day, they will soon go back to their homes. This time they go out together, they must sleep outside overnight. The young people are inevitably full of beautiful fantasies and expectations for such scenes.
The old man Wusun on the side said with the flow: Since that's the case, then that's what it means to make. Oman and us move forward tomorrow.
Ochen and Borhu also nodded: Yes, since she is familiar with the road, it is also good for multiple guides.
Suluk and Cherku looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes. But the Mongolian leaders nodded, so how could they refuse, so they had to agree with a frown.
Song Qingshu sighed secretly. Su Pu was too young and had no idea about the dangers of the world. He saw that he was full of excitement. He thought he was looking forward to going out with his lover, but how could he know that this move was to push his lover into the fire pit.
After looking around, Song Qingshu did not notice Li Wenxiu's figure. He couldn't help but feel a little surprised. When he saw them last time, Su Pu and Li Wenxiu looked intimate. Why did he get along with Oman again at this time?
He is simply a scumbag.
Next, Ochen confirmed the existence of the Gaochang maze to Suluk. Suluk replied while thinking: There is a maze hidden in the depths of the desert in our tribe, but no one has ever seen that maze in hundreds of years. No one has come out of anyone who has entered the depths of the desert. That evil ghost is really terrible, you should not consider it anymore.
Ochen and Borhu laughed: We Mongolians are all great heroes who are not afraid of heaven and earth, and there is no need to say anything about evil ghosts.
Suluk showed unhesitation on his face. Doesn’t this mean that the people in their Tieyan tribe are all Nā species?However, now that Mongolia is in power, they can only endure this anger.
Everyone had to start discussing some precautions for entering the desert. After almost the talks were over, it was getting late. Suluk and Cherku got up and invited everyone to attend the bonfire party.
Of course, Ochen and others would not refuse. The Tieyan tribe killed cattle and sheep to entertain Mongolian people, and had meat and wine to eat and drink, and the Mongolian people were smiling.
During the meal, Mr. Wusun kept fighting with Cherku. Most of the people on the grassland were very straightforward to drink. Seeing that he was so kind, it was hard to refuse. He quickly drank one bowl after another.
Song Qingshu could see clearly that every time this old man Wusun would quietly pour the wine into the grass behind him. Perhaps because he used hypnosis, Cherku next to him did not see all this.
After drinking, Cherku was already tilted, while Suluk was pulled together by Ochen and others to drink, but he didn't notice this.
Old Man Wusun waved his hand, and his subordinates quickly helped Cherku up and said that he would send him back to rest. His disciples Luo Tuo and Sangser wanted to come over to help him, but they were blocked by Old Man Wusun's subordinates with wine, so they had to watch them leave.
Song Qingshu frowned. He naturally knew the purpose of Mr. Wusun's trip, and now he got Cherku drunk, probably because he had ulterior motives, so he quietly left the seat and followed far away with him on the excuse of convenience.
After leaving a hundred meters, Old Man Wusun and his group avoided the sight of those in the banquet hall. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to carry Cherku into the tent on one side, then tidied up his collar and walked in the other direction.
Song Qingshu was worried that he would kill Cherku's life, so he hurriedly approached the tent to check it out and found that these people were just guarding Cherku and did not kill him, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at the figure of Mr. Wusun in the distance, he was very curious, where is he going this night?Could he be the one who killed O Chen who was prepared by Hai Milu?Is this time going to discuss with the sea lost?
Thinking of this, he followed quietly. Most people in the tribe sang and danced at the banquet on the other side. In addition, his excellent light skills would naturally not be discovered.
After following Mr. Wusun, he finally came to a large tent. There was a warrior Iron Yan guarding in front of the tent, but when he looked at him, he fell to the ground in a daze.
Hey, what happened?When the people in the tent heard the movement, a young woman quickly lifted the tent to check it out.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but lit up. He had just seen many girls from Tieyan's tribe at the bonfire party outside, all of whom were young and pretty, but compared with this young woman, it was like the light of fireflies hitting the light of the sun and the moon.
She wore a national costume with a white dress and a black jacket, and the small vest was embroidered with beautiful golden silk lace, which fully wrapped her plump and slender figure. She wore a small white felt hat on her head, but the white wool on the small felt hat was far less than the snow-white one on her skin.
Old Man Wusun couldn't help swallowing: Are you Cherku's wife Yalixian?
I am Ah, who are you?The young woman looked at the old man in front of her with some confusion. Could it be that you are those Mongolian guests?
Song Qingshu in the dark was a little confused. He vaguely remembered that according to the plot, the Yali Xian should have died. What was going on.
At this time, the old man Wusun smiled and said: Yalixian, are you confused? You can’t even recognize your husband Cheerku. I am Cheerku Ah.
A trace of anger flashed between the beautiful young woman's eyebrows: How could you be Cheer...Ku...
Her beautiful and shiny eyes suddenly became a little confused: Cherku, are you really Cherku?
The arc of the corner of the old man Wusun's mouth became more and more proud: It's Ah, it's cold outside, let's talk about it when we enter the house.
Oh, okay, Yalixian nodded subconsciously and lifted the curtain for her husband very considerately. Cherku, don’t you want to entertain those Mongolian guests? How come you came back so early.
Old Man Wusun put one hand on her soft waist, and laughed loudly: The stupid donkey was so drunk after drinking a few cups, so I came back to accompany my dear wife Ah.
Disgusting~ Yalixian was so coquettish that she obviously didn't realize that this man was not her husband at all.
Song Qingshu outside suddenly had a toothache. Unexpectedly, Old Man Wusun did not come to meet Hai Milulu, but was caused by lustful thoughts and came to harm his wife.
He is really a beast. If he is not as powerful as a respected totem, he is actually used to do such dirty things?I can also use this to deal with women?
Madam, be good, take off your clothes.At this time, the sound of Mr. Wusun swallowing.
Yalixian's doubtful voice came: Cherku, you are so strange today. Don't you call me Yalixian on weekdays?
Song Qingshu was delighted, it seemed that the Yali Xian also realized that something was wrong.
The voice of Mr. Wusun came again: Hahaha, I was led by those Mongols today. Come on my Yali Immortal, kiss me!
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