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Lin Lang finally saw the male lead's luck that was almost against the sky.
In a deserted place, they were lucky enough to meet a villager who collected herbs. After five or six days of recuperation in a small local village, Lin Lang's injury gradually improved. In order to avoid the spread of the war, the two discussed going north all the way.
In addition to being the territory of the Di people in the north, there are also many small tribes attached to them, basically relying on the sky for food, driving a herd of cattle and sheep, and settling down wherever they go. Then they were lucky enough to make friends with a simple and honest tribe. The reason for the fate was that Yan Zhaolie rescued a child from a mad horse.
That child happened to be the youngest son of the chief.
So the two received an extremely warm welcome and supreme courtesy in the Naiman tribe.
Yan Zhaolie adapted faster than Lin Lang. He had already received systematic language instruction, and after half a month of thinking about it, he was able to speak freely with the people of the tribe.
Lin Lang knew that Yan Zhaolie's eagerness to integrate into the tribal group was to better plan the future life of the two of them, she saw through it and didn't tell the truth. Boys, always save face.
However, whether he is the heir, commander, or general of the hussars, Yan Zhaolie has always been the most dazzling son of heaven among the crowd, and this aura has not dimmed as he lost all his status.
On the contrary, the current Shizi is extremely free and easy, as hot as the scorching sun, endlessly alive.
Followed the men of the tribe to hunt, graze, and race horses. Under the scorching sun, he grew a body of bronze tendons, and his eyes became brighter and brighter. Not a few unmarried girls in the tribe were seduced by him. Some of them are brave enough to stand in front of the tents he passed by every day, just to say a word or two to him, or to express their love by picking wild flowers or something.
Under normal circumstances, Yan Zhaolie would have a cold face and walk by without seeing it, causing a broken heart.
After a long time, those girls bumped their heads until they bled, seeing that they couldn't win this alpine ice lotus, they resigned their thoughts resentfully.
They even sympathized with Lin Lang. What's the point of living with such an iceberg face all day long
Later, the girls of the tribe discovered that they were not Bingfeng Xuelian, but they were just being extraordinarily indifferent and boring to them. Facing his young and beautiful wife, damn it, like the male peacock with its tail open, it is in estrus and courtship state twelve hours a day, holding hands and hugging is a daily habit, as long as he seizes the opportunity, he can stop at any time. The face, oh no, it should be said to be gentle.
Relying on his superb riding skills, this male peacock often kidnaps Lin Lang on a horse, and then does some forbidden things that are not suitable for children.
When Linlang got off the horse, she couldn't see the part on her neck.
They were all sucked red by a certain animal.
After adapting to the nomadic life, the polite and courteous prince also became full of wildness. Many times he didn't even know what "temperance" was.
It would be even better if you resisted, he directly tied his hands to the Overlord and bowed hard.
When others asked about the red marks on Linlang's neck, she didn't change her face, and she naturally said that she was bitten by a poisonous mosquito under Yan Zhaolie's playful gaze.
Then the animal added more naturally, that's right, this mosquito is very damned, it knows its owner.
His expression of lying was so real that the young boy who was not yet in love believed it, and he really showed 90% sympathy for Lin Lang.
Lin Lang smiled, stretched out her foot and crushed the culprit's instep hard.
Yan Zhaolie's expression remained unchanged, he bent down with ease, and blew hot air into her ear, teasing her very much, "It's not fun to step on her like this, why don't we go to the tent, and you can take off my clothes at will—"
The tribe advocates the supremacy of force, and the men here are bold and unrestrained. Yan Zhaolie was quickly led into the ditch by them, unlike the shy ones in the cave, who talk hot, bold and straightforward when they talk about love. It's hot.
Linlang bent her fingers lightly, playing with the emerald agate pendant on her cheek. The pink hibiscus robe was embroidered with gold flowers, and she was wearing a red forged brocade short waistcoat.
Behind him is the vast grassland world, green and green, and the woman's eyes seem to be rippling with fresh green light, she gave Yan Zhaolie a charming sideways glance, and said back, "It's so disappointing to go to the tent, and others can't see you." —”
Well, it turns out that the real master who has no taboos is here.
Fortunately, Shizi had been tanned a lot recently, so the blush on his face was not so obvious, so he quickly gagged the master's mouth and dragged him away from the crowd.
Just talking about how he could compare with Lin Lang, the palm of his hand was swept by a thin piece of warmth, followed by a tingling sensation, it turned out that the thin waxy teeth gently bit the tender flesh of the palm, like a hook, no It hurts, but it makes him lose his mind.
Then everyone saw that the majestic and ferocious beast had softened its muscles and bones, softened its will, and turned into a soft, freshly fermented dough, which was allowed to be kneaded by a woman with a smirk.
Tsk, it turned out to be a paper tiger, it would break if you poke it, it's really worthless.
It's like losing my true character as a good boy.
Everyone shook their heads.
The night of the tribe is always very lively. Under the wide and clear sky, the galaxy hangs down. The big guys gather around the bonfire that is one person tall, singing and dancing, showing the straightforward style of the children of the grassland.
Lin Lang is the most face-pleasing, even if she doesn't dance, she will beat the beat with the rhythm of the crowd. Different from the lively and straightforward tribal women, she is born with bright eyes and kindness, gentle and affectionate, her waist curls up like a willow in spring moon, embroidered flowers, not flamboyant The decorations are also exquisite.
She was squinting at the crescent moon, smiling quietly and softly, even so, she broke quite a few flower pouches around her waist.
Many unmarried men danced with their girlfriends, but in fact they were all focused on her.
Polygamy is practiced in the tribe, but if the girl is particularly good, the sons and daughters don't mind sharing wives, but are proud of it.
When Yan Zhaolie learned about this tradition from the leader, his face turned green with anger. During that time, he guarded Linlang every day, and everyone looked like a bastard with malicious intentions, secretly poking at his corner. If it wasn't for fear that Lin Lang would get angry, he would have wanted to tie someone to his belt, for fear that if he didn't pay attention, those seemingly cheerful bastards would abduct Lin Lang and elope to the ends of the earth.
His possessiveness towards Lin Lang became more and more intense day by day, almost to the point of being hopeless, but the other party, that little heartless one, completely adopted a perfunctory attitude towards him as if she were herding livestock.
It was a little desperate to perfunctory the domestic animal.
If a girl confessed to Shi Ziye in front of Lin Lang, not only would she not be angry, but she would also smile and give advice to the girl who failed to confess.
Just like in front of you, when the leader's eldest daughter, Tana, was courting him, the little heartless man who didn't even look at her family was holding the milk wine handed over by someone else, lowering his head, pecking at it in small sips, his posture Delicate and good-looking.
Shi Ziye was very angry, quite angry.
How can she do this
How could she do this!
Others tried their best to dig the corner of her house, but the master was so big that he ate food! Fortunately, the walls of her house have become fine, and I have been prepared to stick to her side tremblingly and honestly for the rest of my life.
Even so, Shizi was still very depressed. He rolled his eyes, snatched the milk wine glass over, gulped it down, and then grinned at her triumphantly, looking very unworthy of a beating.
Lin Lang muttered softly, "Really, how old is he, and he still looks like a dog who hasn't been weaned."
Is there anyone who speaks bad things in person
Yan Shizi was choked by her words, and was about to argue that he was in charge of the Jinwei Camp and the Shenji Camp, and he also commanded the three armies to defeat Beidi. Is an unweaned dog as powerful as him? Who knew that this justification hadn't justified his name, but he saw the other party raised a little finger and gently slid it across his lips, evoking snow-white milk froth.
She put it into the red sandalwood, sucked it, and said with a half-smile, "It tastes good."
I don't know whether it is because the taste of this milk wine is sweet, or because someone else is more delicious.
The youth by the fire frame was wearing traditional tribal attire, a bright blue men's robe embroidered with tigers, lions and beasts, a bright red belt with a knife hanging from his waist, and a pair of knee-length soft cowhide boots. Dressed neatly, exuding the rough atmosphere of a prairie boy.
This person was born with dragon eyebrows and phoenix eyes, which is the innate nobleness and pride of the aristocratic family, so there is a bit of clearness in the madness, which is so unique that people can't take their eyes off it.
When Yan Zhaolie was molested by Lin Lang until his face turned red, he didn't notice and was pulled into the dancing team by the girl next to him, Tana.
There are old and young inside, but more young men and women, eye-eyed, especially lively.
The melodious music of the matouqin twirled the moonlight, and the people in the tribe sang loudly, "The Yunqing horse of Kundulun is really a magical horse. It's a long way away, and I'm here in a blink of an eye..."
A widely circulated grassland love song, it is about young lovers who meet thousands of miles away with the help of a steed horse and achieve a beautiful marriage. If a woman in the tribe expresses her interest in a man, this song is definitely the top three.
Yan Zhaolie didn't intend to sing at first, no matter how bold he is, singing a love song to someone he likes in front of everyone is really beyond his bottom line of shame.
However, in the shadow of the figure, he could only see the eyebrows of his sweetheart like a distant mountain, becoming more and more graceful and graceful in the firelight, the other party was holding wine Gu in one hand, and was hitting the other wine Gu, and the collision made a clear and pleasant sound, Cooperating with the ups and downs of the matouqin, it is quite rhythmic.
The gentle, pampering eyes locked his heart tightly.
His ears turned red, and he turned his head away.
Lin Lang heard him cough uncomfortably, and opened his mouth for the first time.
"Birds returning to their nests in the evening, don't praise the speed of your wings. When you cry at the edge of the nest, I will arrive before the sound falls. The cloud-blue horse can catch up with the clouds in the sky. The cloud-blue horse Yo, take my love for the girl. Her lapel is embroidered with brocade flowers, her eyes are like bright moonlight, and the cloud-blue horse is carrying the emerald bride home, loving her until she turns white..."
Maybe it was because of shyness, but his tone was very low and hoarse, but it had a special taste.
Seeing that he only stared at his wife from beginning to end, Tana felt both depressed and lost. She is the pearl of the grassland, with the bright appearance and hot figure that men are most obsessed with, but the other party is under her almost submissive stalking. , completely indifferent.
Was her charm no longer working
Tana was in a mess and didn't have the mood to continue dancing, so she let go of Yan Zhaolie's arm, which just gave him a chance to invite Lin Lang.
No, this is not an invitation, Lin Lang was dragged over by someone, so she had no choice but to throw two wine bugs on her companion, and then tightened her elbows, and pulled them into the man's arms.
While dancing around the fire, he listened to his lingering and hoarse ecstasy, caressing her ears with tenderness like water, "She is embroidered with brocade flowers, her eyes are like bright moonlight, a cloud-blue horse, and the emerald The bride carries her back home, loving her until her hair turns gray..."