Vol 10 Chapter 22: Marriage events

With a swish, the sword went into midair all the time, but it passed by knockout. The people below still gave a certain applause. Don't look at Zhe missed the big eagle arrow. He couldn't help but sighed regretfully. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The minister still can't do it!"
Temujin laughed, patted his shoulder and said, "Zhebie's arm strength is no one in our army. I am afraid I Temujin is not the son of destiny." At this point, he was somewhat disappointed. But a monarch can speak such words so frankly, he is still very bold.
When the Mongolian soldiers heard Temujin's words, they shouted: "Professional sweat and mighty." At first it was just one or two, and then the voices gathered together. The eagle in the sky hovered in the air for a while, seeming to make a long cry when welcoming them.
Temujin was also in a good mood. He turned his head and said to his sons: "Who will try!"
His four sons bowed their heads in embarrassment at hearing the words, and Zhebie's bows and arrows were already number one under Temujin's account. I can't say Temujin, I'm afraid there is no second one in Mongolia. Temujin's expectant gaze fell blank, but in fact he didn't expect anyone to shoot the big eagle. This thing flies high, no matter how strong a person is. The sky is very windy, and the accuracy of the head must be a bit worse.
Zhe don't lower his head in shame. Seeing Temuzhen's eyes lost, his guilt grew stronger. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he glanced back at Fang Lang. At this time Fang Lang had already fallen behind the crowd. He was afraid that he would drag the thunder and mentioned that he wanted to marry his sister, so he simply said to Han Xiaoying behind to chat.
He chatted with a woman, and moved as close as possible. Temujin couldn't say anything. Han Xiaoying faintly felt that he was blocking herself, although she didn't know why, she was willing to help and chatted with him enthusiastically. The two were talking about the rivers and lakes to ask, Fang Lang didn't know the rivers and lakes events in this world. But it's okay to make up one person at will. With so many masters in the world, will Han Xiaoying still investigate?
Speaking of interesting places, he bought a pass and waited for Han Xiaoying to guess by herself. Han Xiaoying can't guess when she's brainstorming, she couldn't help but glanced at him strangely and said: "You are used to teasing people, hurry up and tell me!"
Fang Lang laughed and said, "You don't know, eagles like to eat turtles. But the tortoise shell is too hard. What do you think he should do?"
Han Yuying said with no anger: "I don't know, did he hit with a stone? But did he teach... Ah, I thought, he lifted a stone to the sky and threw it down!"
Fang Lang whitened him and said, "What's the use? Did you see General Zhebie shooting an arrow? He clearly aimed at the big eagle, but why didn't he shoot it? Because there was wind in the air, the arrow could not be aimed at. Eagle, stone Can I aim when I fall down? Besides, can the tortoise not evade? Don't think that it can crawl very much, but it is actually very fast."
Han Xiaoying was very depressed when he couldn't guess. Hearing what he said, she suddenly became arrogant and pouted, "I don't know, you don't want to forget it!"
Fang Lang hurriedly approached it, and smiled flatteringly: "Don't be angry, I will tell you naturally. Think about it, lifting a rock is worse than lifting a turtle? He can throw the turtle on the rock!"
Han Xiaoying's eyes lit up and she clapped her hands and said, "This is a good way. It's rare for a beast to think of such a way for people to make money and die for food."
Fang Lang chuckled and continued: "Think about it, the monk stared at a bald head, and the eagle threw the tortoise on her head when he thought he was a stone in the sky. With a squeak, he is dead!"
Han Xiaoying was stunned for a moment, and then chuckled, clutching her belly and laughing. Feeling uncontrollable, even tears came out, pointing to Fang Lang's unpleasant air: "This bastard, how can there be such an unlucky person."
Fang Lang shrugged and said disapprovingly: "How do you know if it is? You see that the monks on the grassland wear hats, so I'm afraid of tortoises and treat them as stones. Haha!"
Han Xiaoying snorted, curled her lips and said, "That's not because..."
But at this moment, Fang Lang noticed that Tie Muzhen was looking here, and hurried to one side and pulled Han Xiaoying closer, making an intimate appearance. Han Xiaoying hadn't joked with a man for many years. This was already the limit. Suddenly Fang Lang leaned over and snorted on the face. Her face suddenly heated up, and she glanced at Fang Lang defiantly. But she didn't notice it, she was not angry.
At this time, Tie Muzhen's eyes had returned. If Fang Lang knew what he was thinking at this time, he would have secretly sighed that his painstaking efforts were in vain. Temu is really strict, and he doesn't have a one-stop philosophy. On the contrary, the more women he has, the better. He withdrew his gaze and listened to Zhebie said: "I have seen this man martial arts. Even the six masters of the Central Plains are not his opponents. It's better to let him try."
Tie Muzhen frowned, and said with some doubts: "He is not a member of our begging club, and he is a Han who came to the grassland just for fun."
Zhe don’t smile, leaning close to him and saying: "The big guy forgot how to subdue me? I was the enemy of the big guy, and I almost shot the big guy. Isn’t the big guy sure because of his own use? The horse in the jealousy, always There are new words that trap him. No matter how unruly men, there are always things to tie her. The big man is full of golden status, can't there be anything he can't afford?"
Temuzhen showed a somewhat arrogant look on his face and turned his head and glanced at Hua Zheng. From the phone call, Zhebie revealed a bit of what Hua Zheng meant to Fang Lang from Italy. In addition to dragging the thunder, he finds Hua Zheng Fang Lang more interesting. He nodded lightly and said: "Okay, let him try, if possible. I must have the last time, if it fails... this person cannot leave the begging department."
What he said was light and fluttering, and Zhebie was taken aback for a moment, and immediately showed a somewhat lost look. Although he and Fang Lang didn't see it right away, they have also developed feelings these days. Temuzhen's brilliant talents, how could such a talent fall into someone else's territory?
Thinking of this, he bit down hard, and said in his heart, I can only use the hand of Xia Sanlan to break it. I'm just so sorry for Brother Fang and the princess!
Thinking of this, he turned his head and said loudly, "Brother Fang, please."
Fang Lang quickly poisoned Han Xiaoying when he heard the words, and then rode his horse to Temuzhen. Temujin had just finished talking about who should come, so he whispered to Zhebie. So when Zhebie spoke, everyone naturally thought that Temujin wanted her to fuck. Many Mongolians showed a sneered look, and asked in their hearts, can this small body be able to pull qigong? ..
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