Qian Mian sat down next to Long Jiu and said in surprise: "It's so perfect. I originally thought I was going to have a big fight, but who would have thought that the son of the Prairie King, hahaha, came up with a magical assist in the end, and everyone in the nest rebelled. "The King of the Prairie King was ruthless, but his son was extremely kind. For the sake of world peace, he took the initiative to seek defeat. The King of the Prairie King was killed by all parties in one day, and no one was left alive. It was really a relief."
"How was the negotiation with King Bai Zhan?"
"King Bai Zhan is a cunning old fox. As soon as the Prairie King was assassinated, he retracted his territory and didn't even dare to let go. Now, the world belongs to the Dynasty and Nanyang. The alliance between Nanyang and the Dynasty means they are invincible, haha. "
Long Jiu knew what he wanted to know, and with a faint hum, he stood up and left.
Qian Mian frowned. This cold-faced ghost king really came and left in a hurry. He was extremely cold-hearted.
"Xiao Jiujiu, there will be a celebration banquet in the military camp later, can you stay?" Qianmian persuaded.
Long Jiu's body trembled, turned around, and asked, "What did you call me just now?"
"Xiao Jiujiu, how nice it sounds, what? Why are you so shocked?" Qianmian looked at Long Jiu in confusion.
Long Jiu's head suddenly hurt, and fragments of it flashed quickly.
Feng Xi'er stood at the window, waving her little hand and smiling brightly at him, and called him Xiao Jiujiu with a smile.
This image has a strangely familiar feel to it.
He tried hard to remember, but his head hurt suddenly.
Long Jiu frowned strongly, lifted up the tent, and walked out. He raised his eyes and looked at the vast surroundings, remembering what the maid Feng Xi'er said.
Where can she go as a weak woman
No matter what, he would find her himself.
Although he still couldn't remember every single moment with Feng Xi'er, his special feeling for Feng Xi'er made him unable to stop.
Long Jiufei got on his horse and said coldly: "You guys celebrate, I have something to do and I'm leaving first."
With that said, he reined up his horse and rode back.
Everyone looked at Long Jiu's back and looked at each other, expressing confusion.
Qian Mian smiled evilly and joked: "What can make men most anxious? There is only one answer, and that is women, hahaha. I am really smart."
Mary rolled her eyes and felt a little disappointed.
She went out to perform a mission and had not seen Long Jiu for a long time. She wanted to take a good look at him, but it was too late and Long Jiu left.
In the military camp, the lights were brightly lit. To celebrate the victory, villagers from small countries around the border came to the military camp to celebrate. The soldiers held torches enthusiastically and excitedly, the women danced to add to the fun, and the officers and soldiers ate meat and drank wine, played guessing games, and made gestures.
Qianmian and Yelu pushed the big pots of meat in front of Qiong Sanxiao. Qianmian smiled and said: "Qiong Sanxiao, I have said long ago that if you follow me, I will not treat you badly. I will eat every day." The finished meat and endless wine are all given to you this time. It is really impressive that you can kill the grassland king under such circumstances. All these meats are given to you, so eat as much as you can."
Qiong Sanxiao laughed loudly, grabbed a large piece of mutton, and took big bites. Qianmian handed the wine to Qiong Sanxiao, and said with a flattering smile: "Master, please drink."
Qiong San smiled with his mouth full of meat and slurred his words: "Hey, you boy, I'm taking care of the Prairie King just because I don't like him. It has nothing to do with anything else. I just want to take care of that scum, hum. If you have been rampant all your life, you will die in my hands."
The thousand-faced dog-legged admiration said: "Xiong Daxia, your martial arts are the best in the world. Killing a prairie king is just a trivial matter, because this time you kill the prairie king, and you will become the object of pursuit and worship by everyone in the world."
Qiong Sanxiao drank heavily and said disapprovingly: "What are you worshiping? What are you chasing? I don't care about them. I fight and kill them. I won't care about them anymore. Eat my meat and drink my wine. Go back to my hometown in the mountains." Live a carefree and comfortable life.”
Qian Mian sighed: "It would be a pity for a genius like Qiong Daxia to remain anonymous, willing to lose all his light and live in seclusion in the mountains and forests."
Qiong San smiled and chewed the meat, making a sizzling sound, and said completely indifferently: "What's the pity? The most important thing is to live happily."
Qianmian admired and appreciated Qiong Sanxiao's free and uninhibited temperament.
He has the same temperament.
"Xiong Qiong, you are right. I thought that when I gave up my noble status as a prince and came to the dynasty to join the Nine Princes' Mansion, that's what I thought. Life is short, and the most important thing is to live happily. Come on, let me toast Master. "
Qian Mian raised his glass and gave Qiong Sanxiao a toast.
Qiong San smiled and glared at thousands of faces, and said displeasedly: "You brat, don't scream. Don't think that just because you've been with me for a few days, I'm familiar with you. Not just anyone can be my disciple."
Qianmian laughed loudly: "Master, let me tell you, how can I become your disciple?"
Isn't this contradictory
Qiong Sanxiao said mercilessly: "First of all, you have to be a boy. I think you must be unqualified."
"Who says it's not the case? I haven't had sex yet. Master, my disciple is still an innocent little virgin."
Qiong San smiled and squirted out the white wine.
Yelu, who had been silent all this time, put his fist into the corner of his mouth and coughed lightly.
Very honest.
Qian Mian became anxious and said, "It's true, Master. You don't believe it? But, Master, why do you only accept disciples who are boys?"
Qiong Sanxiao grabbed a large piece of meat from the big basin and took a big bite, chewing it with gusto. "You can practice amazing martial arts with ruthless love and no ties."
No wonder Qiong Sanxiao, who is the best in martial arts in the world, turned out to be the result of ruthless love.
Qianmian nodded in agreement: "Master is right. I am a heartless and loveless person. Master, will you let me follow you back to the deep mountains and forests to practice martial arts? You are lonely even if you are alone."
Qiong Sanxiao actually likes people with a personality like Qianmian. The dead boy is shrewd and shrewd, so he is suitable to be his disciple.
"Seeing that you are so sincere, okay, I will give you a chance to compete with me over wine. If you can beat me, I will consider accepting you as my disciple..."
Qian Mian smiled grandly, grabbed the wine bottle and poured wine, and said boldly and uninhibitedly: "What are you thinking about, Master, today is a good day, don't get drunk, don't go home, drink to your heart's content."
Qiong Sanxiao glanced at Qianmian with admiration. This boy's free and uninhibited energy was really similar to when he was young.
For this reason, I accepted him as my disciple.
"Okay, it's indeed a good day. I won't go home until I'm drunk."
The two drank from the pot.
Yelu was pulled into the group of beauties by the soldiers and was surrounded by many beauties.
Mary danced enthusiastically.
Many soldiers shouted excitedly.
Dongfang and Deputy Wei looked at each other. Smile softly.
The entire military camp was filled with excitement, excitement, and lively atmosphere.
Fires were everywhere, illuminating the darkness.
Everyone cheered enthusiastically, with joy overflowing on their faces.
Some are happy and some are sad.
When Long Jiu rushed back to the refugee village from the military camp, it was already dark.
There was a strong feeling telling him that Feng Xi'er was in this area.