Under the sky of night, a bonfire was beating like an elf, and a group of people were singing and dancing around the bonfire.
A series of passionate songs echoed throughout the fields, so sweet and moving.
The Song of the Prairie is passionate and unrestrained, just like their girls. They never mince words about the people they like and will express them boldly, unlike Daxia people who are reserved and reserved.
The same is true for barbarian men. They will show their deep love for the girl they love, express it with singing and brave heart.
The love between a man and a woman is inherently direct and straightforward. The lingering and tenderness can only be found after true love.
Yang Wu has met a nymphomaniac like Nan Runan, but her directness and the directness of the barbarian girl are two different feelings. Nanrunan is more of a worship and obsession, while the barbarian girl is more of a Only when you appreciate love can you express it.
At one time, Yang Wu didn't know that Xiaoman was a barbarian, but he could still feel a hint of crispness in her shyness. Her words "I want to protect the young master" will never be forgotten by him and will never be forgotten by him. Heart warm.
The girl in front of him was not Xiaoman, but she looked exactly like Xiaoman. Her words "You're going to marry me!" were so powerful that Yang Wu burst into laughter on the spot.
Huangfu Mingyu was sprayed in the face by Yang Wu, but she still remained sluggish, letting the kumiss dripping from her face, as if she was in a daze and at a loss.
Yang Wu quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry!"
Immediately afterwards, he reached out to wipe Huangfu Mingyu's face. Before his hand could reach his face, Huangfu Mingyu grabbed his hand and said, "You want to marry me!"
"Are you crazy?" Yang Wu asked stunned.
"You're crazy, you drank all my wine!" Huangfu Mingyu responded.
"That's what you asked me to drink!"
"But I didn't ask you to drink it all."
"I've never seen you so stingy. If you drink all the wine, I'll pay you a bag. Could it be that your kumiss is different?"
"If you are not different, you have to compensate me for the rest of your life!"
"Is there anything wrong with your mind?"
"You're the one with the wrong brain. Any man who drinks the kumiss given to him by a woman must love her and take care of her for the rest of his life. This is the rule in our clan."
Poof!
Yang Wu was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He felt as if he had been hit by a super master on the spot, so overbearing.
Meng Bingxue appeared next to him immediately, releasing a strong chill and about to freeze Huangfu Mingyu into a statue.
"Bingxue doesn't want it, you retreat." Yang Wu shouted quickly. He was really afraid that Huangfu Mingyu would die if he was any slower.
Meng Bingxue frowned and disappeared before her eyes like a ghost.
Yang Wu got up, grabbed another bag of kumiss and drank several mouthfuls of it. He drank so quickly that he choked himself.
Huangfu Mingyu came over, patted his back and said softly: "Drink slowly, no one will compete with you."
This gentleness, this attitude, just like a wife serving her husband, is really beyond words.
"Princess Mingyu, I am from Daxia." Yang Wu raised his head and looked at Huangfu Mingyu seriously.
"I know." Huangfu Mingyu nodded.
"So I shouldn't be bound by your customs, right?" Yang Wu asked.
What a joke, it is impossible for him to marry Huangfu Mingyu. The only woman he wants to marry is "Slug" Zi Yuyue, who is irreplaceable.
That was the oath he had made since he was a child and would always stick to it.
"Do you think I'm not beautiful enough? Or do you think I'm not worthy of you?" Huangfu Mingyu asked, blinking his big eyes.
Yang Wu shook his head like a drum and said: "No, you are very beautiful and your status is very noble, but I am not worthy of you."
"I do not mind!"
"But I already have a fiancée. I can't betray her. She is also the one I love most. So please forgive me, okay?"
"Is that her?" Huangfu Mingyu asked, pointing to Meng Bingxue who was sitting coldly in the distance.
Yang Wu shook his head and said: "No. In short, I can't marry you!"
Huangfu Mingyu stared straight into Yang Wu's eyes. After a while, he showed an extremely bright smile and said: "Haha, I lied to you. It seemed that I really didn't want to marry you unless you were the one. Daxia people, you think too highly of me." By myself."
After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the others. She joined the soldiers, singing and dancing together, her face filled with indescribable beauty.
Yang Wu felt at ease and murmured to himself: "What a quirky princess. She almost scared my little brother out of his heart."
But he didn't know that Huangfu Mingyu was shedding crystal tears under the firelight.
On their grassland, the man who drank the kumiss given by the girl accepted the girl's love and had to marry her and take care of her for the rest of her life. Once the man abandoned the girl, he would suffer a thousand cuts. Death by being cut into pieces.
Huangfu Mingyu didn't tell him because she didn't have the ability to cut him into pieces, so she could only die alone in silence and could no longer accept the love of others.
This is an ancient custom of their clan and cannot be blasphemed in the slightest.
Yang Wu didn't know the reason for this. He wouldn't find out until later, and he didn't know what the situation would be.
Early the next morning, before it was fully light, everyone started on their way.
They tried to get to Manshen Mountain before noon.
Huangfu Mingyu, however, left without saying goodbye. She only told the leader, the barbarian general, to be responsible for taking Yang Wu to the Barbarian Mountain, while she returned to the tribe alone.
She was a princess, no one stopped her, and they didn't know what happened to her, so they could only let her go.
Yang Wu felt a little strange, and also guessed that the other party might be angry because of his relationship, but he had to do it, and he did not regret it. Anyway, the two of them were destined to have no more intersections.
After driving for most of the day, everyone finally approached the Manshen Mountain.
Manshen Mountain is the first mountain on the grassland.
It is majestic and majestic, steep and steep. There are many ancient trees and countless flowers and plants growing there. It is lush and aura, and from time to time a few birds fly out, just like a fairy mountain.
Under the foot of the mountain, there were countless barbarians. Some of them were coming down from the mountain, while others were rushing up the mountain.
Although this is not the time for annual sacrifices, many barbarians still come here to offer blessings.
There is a barbarian temple on the mountain, where their ancestors are enshrined. It is the belief of the barbarians, and they can usually visit it.
In addition, barbarian tombs are also built in this corner of the mountain. This is where the patriarchs of the past dynasties are buried after their death, and are respected and worshiped by all people.
That's right. This barbarian mountain is the important place of the barbarians, a sacred land, and cannot be desecrated.
When Yang Wu and his party arrived at the foot of the mountain, barbarian soldiers gathered around to investigate.
The appearance of Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue was easy to distinguish. It could be seen at a glance that they were not barbarians and were considered suspicious people.
The barbarians all around also cast fierce glances at them. If they hadn't seen the guards and followers from the Huangfu clan, they would have taken action against Yang Wu and the others.
After the barbarian escorting generals submitted hand signs to the interrogating soldiers, they did not dare to intercept them anymore. They only warned Yang Wu and the others that they were not allowed to visit temples, go to tombs, and not pick flowers and plants from the mountains. You can only climb mountains and watch mountains, that's all.
After the inspecting soldiers left, the leader of the barbarian team said to Yang Wu: "Guests, you can only stay in the mountains for no more than three days. I will wait for you here for three days to return to the tribe. During these three days, you must remember what you just said, otherwise You will be punished by the guardian of the sacred mountain, remember this."
Yang Wu responded: "Okay, I'll go take a look. I'll definitely be back within three days."
Originally, he just wanted to find Xiao Hei, but now that he saw this sacred mountain, he felt overwhelmed with worship. At the same time, the power of the Peach Core Dantian in his body surged extremely fiercely, and he seemed to have a sense of intimacy with this place.
This is a kind of power, not the guidance caused by Taishang Jiu Xuan Jue, which means that there is no Xuan Jingqi he needs here.
Yang Wu left the blood dragon horse and wild red rabbit horse here, took Meng Bingxue with him and walked towards the Barbarian God Mountain together.
This mountain is too high, so it is not difficult to fly up, but even the barbarian kings can't fly, let alone them.
Yang Wu knew that there were three great celestial demons, the Barbarian Elephant, the Barbarian Ox and the Barbarian Tiger, living on this mountain. Huangfu Zhanxiong had told him about this before.
Here, it is not difficult for the three great demons to kill him. Fortunately, he has Meng Bingxue with him, which is enough to escort him away safely, so he is not afraid.
But sometimes, even if the gods were in front of them, they couldn't appease the public opinion. When Yang Wu and the others were no longer surrounded by barbarian soldiers, many barbarians surrounded them and stopped them from moving forward.
"People from Daxia, get out of here!" Some barbarians shouted at Yang Wu.
Following this alarm, the surrounding barbarians shouted to Yang Wu and others to kill them.
"Whoever called this big summer dog here, don't let them go today, kill them."
"That's right, they have so much blood of our tribe on their hands, they must be killed to sacrifice to the gods."
"Come on everyone and beat them into a pulp."
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Many barbarians faced Yang Wu and the others with ferocious looks and came to kill them.
Meng Bingxue's coldness gradually overflowed. Yang Wu quickly took her hand and smiled: "Let's go."
Immediately afterwards, they gained an extra layer of energy and forcefully knocked all these barbarians away, heading all the way towards the sacred mountain.
The barbarians couldn't stop them at all. They were so angry that they screamed and pursued them frantically.
They were just civilians, so how could they keep up with Yang Wu? They quickly lost sight of Yang Wu and the others.
This mountain road is rugged and difficult to navigate. Even if a barbarian has strength, it is quite difficult to climb up quickly.
After a while, Yang Wu and Meng Bingxue had reached a certain height, and the crowds were much less crowded.
"Xiao Hei, how long will it take before you show up?" Yang Wu shouted to the sky.