Hey...it's not that I don't stop it, it's that I can't! It's a pity that Xubu Tulan is usually quite sensible and shrewd, why can he be so confused!"
The Hun King was full of apologies, and looked at Xie Ying with lonely eyes, then at Bale Lankun, sighed heavily and said, I don't know who I feel sorry for!
At this time, Barley Lankun's expression was wonderful, disappointed, helpless, pitiful, unhappy...it seemed that there was still a little bit of loss and doting...
The whole place was silent, eerily quiet...
The surrounding officials also looked at the embarrassed Xubu Tulan with complicated expressions, and most of them sighed...
As for the protagonist Xubu Tulan, he is shocked and despairing, but his face is ashen and his soul is ashen. The shock is naturally because the evil shadow is so powerful; the despair is naturally because he feels that there is no hope of regaining his place. As for his soul and face, he is ashen.
, in Xie Ying’s opinion, the reasons should be similar, but not necessarily...
"Don't worry! After all, you are Yiyan's relatives. I'll do it in a measured way. It's only a minor injury!"
Seeing such a situation, Xie Ying felt a little sorry. After all, it was just a dispute of temper. It was hard to explain to Mao Dun Yiyan, so he quickly forced a smile and said apologetically!
"This cruel boy really deserves to be beaten to death with one slap! It's a waste of all the years of cultivation the royal court has given him!"
The evil shadow's voice seemed to wake up Bale Lankun, and a burst of angry curses arose. Bale Lankun glared at Xubu Tulan. He who was originally quite bold and cheerful seemed to have aged dozens of years.
…
"Son abuse?"
Xie Ying was startled. He blurted out and asked. He was beating a drum in his heart. What does this mean? It seems like a father scolding his son, right?
"Subtulan is Akun's son. He has placed great hopes on Akun since he was a child. This time he was indeed reckless. Alas..."
The Hun King saw Xie Ying's puzzled expression and couldn't help but explain aloud!
"No, it's just a competition. Who can be so ruthless as a young man? Failure is the mother of success. There is always a mountain high. Who can be undefeated!"
Although Evil Shadow had some objections to Balelan Kun just now because of Sylvanas, it was just a small problem. Changing places. There was nothing wrong with Balelan Kun. Evil Shadow still had a pretty good impression of him.
And it can be seen that Mao Dun Yiyan, the Hun King and Balelan Kundi all have a good impression! The scene has evolved like this. Xie Ying feels extremely guilty in his heart.
"Hey... this is not a matter of winning or losing! The Holy Eagle of the Prairie is the totem of our nation. No one can blaspheme. Otherwise, he will be despised by the entire tribe. He will even be hunted down and killed. At the very least, he will be expelled from the tribe. If a man in the tribe takes advantage of the prairie
Challenge in the name of Holy Eagle. The opponent can refuse. But if you accept, the loser will win. Everything, including myself, will be the winner! But there is no such thing as endless hatred. Generally, no one will challenge in the name of Prairie Holy Eagle.
If there is a challenge, generally no one will refuse it. Otherwise, he will be regarded as a coward! The most important thing is that the challenge is in the name of the Prairie Holy Eagle. No one, including me, has the right to interfere. Just now Akun
It’s no longer appropriate to speak out to stop it! If I speak out, how can I lead the tribe! That’s why I didn’t speak out to stop it!”
Seeing that Xie Ying didn't seem to understand what was going on, the Hun King sighed and slowly explained.
"Uh... this... it's a good thing I didn't accept it! It doesn't count! You don't have to care so much. Those who don't know are not guilty!"
Xieying was speechless for a while, ethnic minorities have many rules, but think about Xubu Tulan being so infatuated with Maodun Yiyan, under the melons and plums, people always have feelings, and gossip is always bad, so he is a slave
Why? I don’t lack experts to help me.
Thinking of this, Xie Ying smiled awkwardly but apologetically, and said repeatedly!
"If you lose, it can be said that the ignorant are not guilty! But Subturan lost, he was the one who provoked it, he also took action, and you also fought back, how can it not be counted! You will be attacked by the Holy Eagle
Punitive!"
The King of the Huns smiled bitterly and said helplessly, but in the end he was quite angry. Although he also cared about Xubu Tulan, the first warrior of the royal court, but there were no rules. After all, he was the King of the Huns, and the grassland
Holy Eagle must be ranked first!
"How can I fight back like that? Forget it! Forget it! Just pretend that nothing happened, drink, drink! Come! Come! Come!"
Xie Ying really had no interest in Xubu Tulan, so he quickly took the wine jar and kept talking, intending to change the topic!
"Everyone here has seen it, how can we pretend that nothing happened! This abuser..."
Bale Lankun first glanced at Xie Ying gratefully, then gritted his teeth and looked at Xubu Tulan with a blue face, so angry that he could not finish his words.
"If you don't accept it, Tu Lan will either commit suicide or be despised by the Prairie Holy Eagle, but he will definitely be expelled from the tribe. In short, his life will be ruined!"
Seeing Xie Ying, he still didn't seem to understand, or he was magnanimously pretending to be confused. The Hun King couldn't help but explain again!
"Uh... isn't there any other solution?"
Now Evil Shadow was completely speechless to the King of the Huns. In order to keep Sylvanas, the King of the Huns had
People "shamelessly" call themselves brothers and cling to each other to the death; now in the name of the original Holy Eagle, it's okay to ignore the first warrior of the royal court who has worked so hard to cultivate. I can't do it anymore. Is there any justice in this?
"No!"
The Hun King shook his head firmly and said!
"You child! Are you still pretending to be dead? Come here, do you want the Holy Eagle to spurn you and disrespect the dignity of our tribe?!"
Bale Lankun suddenly shouted loudly, looked at Subu Tulan and cursed loudly, but his face was green and white. It could be seen that Bale Lankun did care about Subu Tulan, but he was a real good man...
As for Xubu Tulan, even though he is far different from Xie Ying, he has just stepped into the realm of the saint. But the saint is a saint, and it cannot be solved by a "Fantian Seal". Although Xubu Tulan's mouth is bleeding
, but in fact the injury was not very serious, at least there was no problem in moving. However, after he bumped into several tribesmen, he was supported by the tribesmen and did not get up or speak. The other tribesmen did not comfort him, and everyone was silent...
Now that things have come to this, how can I be comforted??? Is there anything else that can be said?
You were the one who made a sneak attack, and your opponent slapped you away with one palm? Let’s argue! Are you still not convinced?
"Slave Xubu Tulan, please pay homage to your master!"
It can be seen that Xubu Tulan is also a man. After being shouted at by Bale Lankun, his face suddenly became determined. He stood up suddenly, walked up to the evil shadow, knelt down on his knees, shouted loudly, and at the same time put his hands on the ground.
It seems that he is about to perform the most solemn ceremony of three kowtows and nine bows...
"etc!"
Xie Ying reached out with his left hand, stopped the prostrated figure of Xubu Tulan and shouted, paused, looked at the King of the Huns, frowned and said:
"Does it have to be like this? I'm not a Huns!"
"Definitely! Although you are not a Huns, Subtulan is, unless he denies that he is a Huns!"
The Hun King frowned and said decisively. He paused for a moment, as if he knew what Xie Ying was thinking, and then continued seriously:
"Unless you want to watch Xubutulan commit suicide, or plan to become an enemy of the Huns, please respect the Prairie Holy Eagle!"
The words have come to this point, and the Hun King has used honorifics for Xie Ying, which shows that the Hun King is serious and determined. Let the elders address him with respect, which will cause thunder and lightning...
"Okay! Since you say so, then I accept it!"
Xie Ying's face straightened up, and he suddenly said cheerfully, then paused and continued:
"I respect the tradition of your Hun royal court, but should you also respect our Chinese tradition?"
"How do you say this? What does this have to do with your Chinese tradition?"
The Hun King was stunned and blurted out his question with doubts in his eyes.
At this time, it seemed that he had received the news. The mage whom Xie Ying had met at the city gate before and suspected to be the Huns protector suddenly walked into the palace and walked straight towards Xie Ying...
"In our Chinese tradition, the father's debt is repaid by the son, and the son takes the responsibilities of the father. This is a matter of course, and no one can criticize or criticize it! On the contrary, the son repays the father's debt, and the father takes the responsibilities of the son. This is also something that cannot be blasphemed! I respect you.
tradition, do you also respect our tradition?”
Xie Ying's face straightened, he looked directly at the Hun King seriously and said loudly!
"this……"
This time it really stumped the King of the Hun. There were many things that a son had to do to his father, but the thing that a father had to do to his son was something that the Hun King had never encountered in his more than fifty years of life...
"That's right! The life of father and son cannot be blasphemed. Mother's love and father's love are the most noble emotions! Since the respected King of Hanzhong is willing to accept it! I agree on behalf of Zhu Bigu (also known as the Living Buddha in Chinese), and at the same time I also express my gratitude to China
A respect for tradition!”
A magnetic, low-pitched, but clear voice spoke up. As he spoke, the Protector of the Country Lama appeared next to the King of the Huns. After all, Xubu Tulan was the first warrior of the Hun Royal Court, and he was under the solemn cultivation and cultivation of the Hun Royal Court.
There are high hopes, and Bale Lankun is already the previous generation. If it can be replaced, the Xiongnu royal court will naturally ask for it. It is difficult for the Xiongnu king to speak, so he speaks with the lama who protects the country, but no one dares to object...
"Then...then respect the Chinese tradition!"
The Hun King was surprised and excited, but his expression was reluctant and he spoke slowly and hesitantly, but the satisfaction and gratitude towards Xie Ying in his eyes were very obvious...
"Then it's settled, Uncle Kun will replace him!"
Xie Ying seemed to be relieved, and even used honorific words to Bale Lankun, who he called brother and sister just now...
In fact, Xie Ying's heart is filled with joy. With the feelings of Bale Lankun and Maodun Yiyan, as well as Bale Lankun's character, they are absolutely trustworthy, and Xubu Tulan has only just stepped into the realm of the Holy Grade, and the realm has not yet been reached.
Steady, Bale Lankun is a real master of the Holy Grade. The important thing is that the Prairie Eagle Legion is obviously Bale Lankun's army. This is what Xieying values the most...
"No wonder the King of Hanzhong can hold a high position at such an age, which is respectable and admirable! Bale Lankun, please bring your family's totem..."
