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Chapter 347: How can the years be quiet?

When the sky just got slightly brighter, Qin Feng yawned and returned to the tent.

There's nothing I can do about it, Hei Niu and Tiezhu's grunting sound is like that of a chimpanzee courting a mate.

It was so noisy that I couldn't sleep at all.

Mrs. Yan had already finished her meal and left under the cover of night.

Chen Ping was the only one left in the tent, looking out blankly, wondering what he was thinking.

But judging from his red eyes and wide bags under his eyes, he didn't seem to sleep very well last night.

Well, of course, it's also possible that I didn't sleep at all.

This can also be understood, after all, the old man Touman himself is not very good.

In addition, the Yan family has been under a lot of pressure recently, so they can only give in to the strong Chen Ping.

However, Qin Feng didn't feel that Chen Ping was wronged. After all, a young man like him who was not married was at a time when he was ignorant.

My favorite is also these mature big sisters.

Qin Feng didn't mind what happened in this tent. He jumped on his bed and prepared to sleep.

Of course, before going to bed, he habitually smelled the bed and warned:

"You two are just having fun and making trouble. Don't come to my bed. I have mysophobia!"

Unexpectedly, when Chen Ping heard this, his dull eyes would become slightly focused.

He snorted softly and said unconvinced:

"Got a mysophobia? Fart!"

Yesterday you were poisoned by mushrooms and rolled on the ground. Even when Superman spat, I didn't see any mysophobia in you!"

When Qin Feng heard this, he was stunned, pointed at himself, and asked doubtfully:

"What are you talking about? I'm poisoned by mushrooms? How is that possible!"

Qin Feng tried hard to recall what he was doing yesterday. After thinking for a long time, he said with difficulty:

"Yesterday, the black beef stir-fried mushroom slices and cooked mushroom soup.

After eating it, I fell asleep and dreamed that I was playing the King.

The fox I played, a set of skills can make the opponent's health bar bottom out.

But I don’t know why, I can’t use my skills no matter what, Zhang Liang on the opposite side keeps tying me with a rope.”

"I think you were stupid after eating mushrooms. Yesterday you were shouting about "Lao Shizi health bar".

But that’s you holding a crossbow and trying to shoot us!”

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and said with a face full of disbelief:

"How is it possible?! The black cow was fine after eating it, but I was poisoned after eating it?"

"Hei Niu is a livestock, how can you compare with him?"

"That's really incomparable."

Qin Feng fell silent immediately. Fortunately, the mushrooms this time were not very toxic. From now on, he still has to put his own life first!

Chen Ping held his waist with difficulty, stood up, and said with a sad face:

"Qin Feng, Qin Feng! You are such a bitch!

We are brothers after all, but you actually tied me up and gave me to the Yan family?

You are still not human! Do you know how I got here this night?!"

Qin Feng said sarcastically:

"You don't want to be so good at what you get, you know everything..."

At this moment, the voice of Youxian King Richan came in:

"Your Majesty the Envoy of God, I would like to invite you."

Qin Feng and Chen Ping immediately looked at each other.

It can be clearly seen that Chen Ping feels guilty.

I have no choice, I just finished playing Tetris with my wife last night, and early this morning I was called over by my little brother.

It's hard to tell if there's an ambush!

What if there are eight hundred swordsmen and axemen lying in the middle of the banquet, breaking cups as a signal, and chopping them into pulp?

Chen Ping felt a little guilty and said:

"Don't worry, Touman will never notice.

Every time he comes out, Mr. Yan will give him tranquilizers and he will sleep like a dead pig."

Qin Feng snorted softly from his nostrils, straightened his clothes, and walked out.

But when he saw King Youxian's respectful look, he felt relieved.

If you want to turn against someone and kill someone, you must bring more younger brothers!

It has to be said that Touman is very strict about the rules of the world, and he also showed great respect for the envoy of Tiga.

Every time he came here, the third most powerful figure of the Huns, King Youxian, was sent to personally invite him.

Qin Feng wore a mask, held a fist with his left hand across his chest, and pointed to the sky with his right hand, performing a ritual.

King Youxian Richan also bowed in the same manner with great respect.

Then, Qin Feng got on the war horse he had prepared, and the two of them galloped away.

The two of them ran wildly on the grassland for half an hour. Qin Feng couldn't help but feel helpless, lying on the horse and shouting:

"King Youxian, may I ask where you are going?

If you run again, you will be out of the Dragon Court!"

King Youxian was not afraid of being criticized and said with a smile:

"It's time to leave the Dragon Court!

The Great Chanyu is hunting! I specially invite you to come over!"

"oh!"

After running wildly for another half an hour, Qin Feng finally saw the Huns' large army from a distance.

It has to be said that the hunting splendor of the Xiongnu Great Chanyu was much greater than that of the First Emperor.

Looking at the flags waving and the overwhelming cavalry splashing down on the prairie like rain, you can tell that there are no less than a hundred thousand people controlling the strings.

When Qin Feng came to Touman, he was bending his bow and arrow, quietly aiming at a nimble marmot.

I saw him squinting one eye, his gray beard moving in the wind, and the strong bow in his hand slowly turning with his sight.

"middle!"

In an instant, arrows flew out like meteors.

The fat marmot was nailed to the ground while jumping.

"Long live the Xiongnu Great Chan!"

Suddenly, a sound like a roaring mountain and a tsunami sounded, praising the greatness of Touman Dashanyu.

Touman looked at Qin Feng proudly and said with a smile:

"How is it, Lord Envoy?"

Qin Feng bowed respectfully and said:

"The greatness of the Great Chanyu shocked even the gods of Bai Yujing."

Touman happily accepted Qin Feng's flattery.

He looked at the vast and boundless prairie, then at the majestic one hundred thousand string control men under his command, and murmured:

"Our Xiongnu tribe is so great.

But great tribes and great Chanyus also have troubles."

[Well, it’s really annoying, after all, I was given a hat. 】

After Touman finished sighing, he asked:

"Master Divine Envoy, Maodun is going to attack Donghu. Can you tell me whether it will be bad or good?"

"Can."

Qin Feng nodded slightly, then jumped off the horse and began to jump, jump and twitch on the ground.

After a long time, when a will-o'-the-wisp rose up, Qin Feng threw a few tortoise shells from his hand.

He lay on the ground, frowning, grinding hard for a long time, and finally shouted in surprise:

"Great luck! The Xiongnu is more powerful than the Great Chance!

But it’s a bit dangerous for Zuo Xian Wang Mao Dun!”

Upon hearing this, Touman suddenly felt happy.

Although he didn't say anything, he already had some thoughts.

Qin Feng keenly discovered that Tou Man was still very sick in the past, but how come he seemed so energetic recently?

He couldn't help but asked curiously:

"Da Shanyu has become younger and younger recently."

Hearing this, Touman came over mysteriously and whispered:

"Ms. Yan has been in a bad mood lately, so she let me go tonight, hahahaha!"

Qin Feng suddenly realized.

[There are no quiet years, only Chen Ping is carrying the burden forward for you!]


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