"Patriarch, how are the children you rescued doing now?" a middle-aged herdsman asked the old man.
As soon as the middle-aged herdsman finished speaking, Gu Qing walked out of the tent, attracting the attention of many herdsmen, and then looked at the young man who had been rescued by the patriarch with a slightly strange look in his eyes.
"Ha ha."
A hearty laugh came out of the old man's mouth, and then he came to Gu Qing and said: "Child, come here quickly, I will introduce you to my tribe."
Looking at the old man's happy smile, Gu Qing showed a smile on his face, and then followed the old man to the side of many herdsmen.
"This is Uncle Jiha. Shepherding the spiritual sheep is our top leader in Ulaanbaatar." The old man pointed at the middle-aged man in front of him and said proudly.
"This is Uncle Amala. All natural disasters and changes on the grassland can only be avoided by his team." The old man continued to introduce to Gu Qing.
As the old man continued to introduce everyone's origins, Gu Qing greeted them one by one, without the cold and murderous look before, with a smile on his face.
The old man took Gu Qing's arm and came to Xiao Wulan and the girl, with a hint of inexplicable meaning on his face: "Child, this is the flower of our grassland. Her name is Meiduo. Please get to know her."
Sensing the inexplicable meaning in the old man's tone, a trace of embarrassment appeared on Gu Qing's face. He didn't expect that the old man actually planned to be a matchmaker for him!
Just when he didn't know how to talk to the girl in front of him, he didn't expect that the girl named Mei Duo was the first to salute Gu Qing generously and said: "Welcome, guest from afar, my name is Mei Duo, I am very happy that you can come to our tribe as a guest.
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Mei Duo's generous performance made Gu Qing's face look a little blushing, and she secretly cursed that she was not even as good as a girl.
I saw Gu Qing cupping her fists and saluting: "Hello, Mei Duo. My name is Gu Qing. Nice to meet you."
The performance of the two people was noticed by the old man. He laughed loudly and said to Gu Qing: "Child, we are going to start grazing. We are preparing for a bonfire party in the evening. Welcome to our Ulan Toba."
Patting Gu Qing's shoulder, the old man said in a low voice: "Son, there is no one in Meiduo yet. You have to seize the opportunity."
The old man's words made Gu Qing's face suddenly turn red, and he didn't know how to answer the old man's words. He stood there awkwardly and awkwardly.
If Gu Qing's expression at this time were seen by Wenxian City Master and others, everyone's jaws would probably be shocked. Is this the ruthless, cold and cruel Gu Qing?
After calming down his embarrassment, Gu Qing said to the old man: "Old man, I also want to see the beautiful scenery of this grassland with you. Can I come with you?"
"How's your injury?" The old man's face looked slightly confused.
Gu Qing smiled casually and said: "Don't worry, old man, I won't make fun of my own life."
Hearing Gu Qing's words, the old man nodded, and then ordered the tribesmen to bring a fire-footed horse for Gu Qing to ride on.
"Big brother, I want to be with you." Xiao Ulan's voice sounded.
"Okay, come on, big brother." Gu Qing said this, stretched out his hands to hold little Ulan in his arms, and the two figures, one big and one small, rode together.
As everyone got on their horses, loud singing sounded, thousands of spiritual sheep roared and galloped on the grassland, and the little girl on Gu Qing's chest gave out a happy smile, which continued to echo in Gu Qing's ears.
Hundreds of horses galloped, thousands of sheep roared, and on the wild plains, the herdsmen's songs were profound and loud. Gu Qing's mind was immersed in it and could not extricate itself for a long time.
Looking at the endless wilderness plains and listening to the simple songs of many herdsmen around him, Gu Qing really had the illusion that he wanted to settle here.
At this time, a face deep in his heart appeared in Gu Qing's mind, and his originally smiling face gradually turned cold.
"Luo Miaoling!"
A deep voice came out of Gu Qing's mouth, and these three words were like a hammer that shook the sky, shattering the beautiful scenery in front of him!
On the horseback, Xiao Wulan felt Gu Qing's somewhat cold temperament, and the words in his mouth seemed awkward: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
Xiao Wulan's words suddenly woke Gu Qing up. He quickly took away the cold look on his body, a smile appeared on his face and said: "Brother, it's okay."
Feeling that the cold look on Gu Qing's body disappeared, Xiao Wulan laughed happily again.
Looking at the distant sky, Gu Qing's thoughts were flying. Demon cultivator, I will avenge Luo Miaoling's hatred for you!
Although the sky in the wilderness plain was blue and the sun shone brightly on the earth, it could not shine into Gu Qing's lonely and cold heart at all.
Gu Qing knew that he could not stay here. As long as he recovered from his injuries, he would leave this place and continue on the road full of bloody thorns!
After calming down his fluctuating thoughts, Gu Qing relaxed his mind and just wanted to enjoy this rare warmth during this period of time.
The day of the herdsmen passed quickly. During this period, Gu Qing also asked Uncle Amala for advice on how to avoid natural disasters. As Uncle Amala explained in detail, Gu Qing kept it in his mind and knew all the details about how to get out of this wilderness.
The plains and the bamboos in the chest.
As night fell, a blazing bonfire was lit in the tribe, and several spiritual sheep were roasted on the fire rack. The strong aroma of meat continued to float into the distance. The herdsmen sat on the ground, the songs of the grassland were ringing, and the girls of the tribe were dancing.
The scene of joy and harmony is reflected on the wild plains.
"Come on, come on, let's try our home-brewed highland barley wine, kid."
The old man put his arm around Gu Qing's shoulders and handed a sheepskin bag to Gu Qing's hand.
Unplugging the cork, a strong aroma of wine was inhaled into Gu Qing's nose. He picked up the sheepskin bag and poured the highland barley wine into his mouth. A strong and spicy feeling filled Gu Qing's taste buds, and he swallowed the wine.
, a wave of heat rose up in his belly, giving Gu Qing's dilapidated body a sense of relief.
"Good wine!" Gu Qing said loudly.
"Ha ha!"
Hearty laughter sounded from the mouths of the herdsmen. Seeing that Gu Qing liked the things in the tribe, many herdsmen laughed loudly, and the atmosphere of the bonfire party began to become intense.
At this time, hundreds of miles away from the Ula Baatar tribe, a hundred thousand Wujia troops came slowly.
"Report, intelligence came from the scouts ahead and traces of Gu Qing were found. He appeared in a grassland tribe."
"Um!"
After hearing the report from his subordinates, Lord Wenxian's body glowed brightly, and he suddenly stood up from his chair, with an excited look on his face.
"Pass this order, the army will speed up, and the scouts ahead will investigate again." Cold words came from the mouth of the Lord of Wenxian City, and a series of instructions were issued.
As news from the scouts ahead continued to come in, Wenxian City Lord's eyes flashed from time to time, "Gu Qing! What a pity, even though you are not dead now, your own cultivation has completely disappeared, and you can't even feel the approach of my 100,000 army. Next year,
Today is the day you die." The cold words floated in the air, and the aura of boiling murderous intent filled the surroundings of Wenxian City Master.
The herdsmen in the tribe were still laughing and chatting happily. In the roaring bonfire, everyone was drinking and changing cups. They were so happy. But what they didn't know was that danger was coming quickly from afar.
Unmarried girls danced around the bonfire. Occasionally, a girl came to the young herdsmen and threw down a piece of white silk before shyly leaving, causing the young herdsmen to howl with excitement.
When the old people looked at this scene, the smiles on their faces kept blooming.
Suddenly! A pure white figure slowly came towards Gu Qing. A piece of pure white silk was touched by the girl on Gu Qing's neck, and then she left quickly with a shy look on her face.
"Wow! Big brother, Sister Meiduo likes you." Little Ulan, who was sitting in Gu Qing's arms, exclaimed excitedly.
Many other herdsmen were even more shocked. They did not expect that the flower of the grassland in the tribe would like Gu Qing, a distant guest!
The white satin around her neck made Gu Qing stunned in place, and she was suddenly at a loss. Although she did not understand the customs of the herdsmen, after hearing Xiao Ulan's words, Gu Qing vaguely understood the truth.
"Guests from afar, please accept my challenge." A strong voice fell into Gu Qing's ears, and at some point, a powerful young herdsman came to Gu Qing's side.
"this"
"Big brother, Kamta is the number one warrior of our tribe. He is challenging you. If you lose, you must give this silk to him." Xiao Ulan whispered to Gu Qing.
Hearing Xiao Wulan's words, Gu Qing finally understood why the young man in front of him wanted to challenge him. It turned out that this man liked Mei Duo, but when the other man saw that his beloved girl chose him, he obviously couldn't accept this fact!
"Kamta retreats, Gu Qing is seriously injured, and he is still a guest. Do we, the warriors of Ulabator, want to bully the weak?" The old man's voice suddenly sounded, a bit harsh.
The patriarch's words made Kamta's face turn red, but thinking that his beloved girl was about to be taken away by Gu Qing, the young man was heartbroken and continued to say to Gu Qing: "Guest from afar, are you a coward? If you admit it,
You are a coward. Please give me this silk satin, because only a true warrior can get the most beautiful woman in the grassland."
At this time, Gu Qing's expression was calm. He sat cross-legged on the grass and slowly stood up, then stretched out his right hand and made a gesture of invitation.
"Child! You--" Seeing Gu Qing's actions, the old man was startled and said worriedly.
"Uncle, I'm fine, don't worry." Gu Qing said calmly.
Kamta looked at Gu Qing's weak body, the blush on his face flashed, and he thought to himself, I'm sorry, for the sake of Mei Duo, I can only bully the small!
"ha!"
The young man shouted, and his strong body rushed towards Gu Qing, showing the unique wrestling gestures of his hands.
"Crack!"
There was a crisp sound, and Kamta grabbed Gu Qing's arm with both hands and was about to throw him over his shoulder.
"Um?"
At this time, a shocking scene appeared in the eyes of many herdsmen. The young man's face was red, and beads of sweat were rolling down his forehead. He grabbed Gu Qing's arm and tried to knock him down, but no matter how hard the young man tried, Gu Qing was like a stone.
It was like a big mountain, and the whole body didn't even sway at all.
Looking at the hard-working face of the young man in front of him, Gu Qing's face showed a trace of unbearability. He raised his arm slightly, and a huge force was exerted on the young man's body, making him keep retreating, and then "bang"