"What are Turks? The land under your feet is from our Tang Dynasty, and your grassland is from the Tang Dynasty. What's wrong? How can you pull it with a few people? It's not your Khan to help you Turks who fled to our Tang Dynasty..." The slut here is unforgivable.

Not to mention the leader just now.

All the Turks on the opposite side stood up and their eyes widened.

Afraid of you? I picked up a sheep bone stick that had not been gnawed and stood up, staring at the other party. It was a very scene after the gang negotiations collapsed. Unfortunately, this is not the home court, so I turned my head and squeezed at Fang Cheng.

The loyal servant immediately stood behind me.

The big hand had already pressed on the hilt of the knife.

Gripping my teeth, my other free hand was shaking my waist in a hidden way... Whoever is afraid of coming here, dares to move a hair of our hair, the fierce soldiers of the Tang Dynasty can directly erase your tribe from the evolutionary history of humanity.

The scene in front of him became more and more chaotic, and the old Turkic landlord was still sitting safely.

He slowly called out, "Oh, what are you doing? Don't sit down yet, don't hurt the harmony." This was like pouring wine on the fire. At this time.

Uncle Li Ji finally spoke: "Everyone pick me up and sit down!" Uncle Li Ji shouted in a deep voice.

Our general-level soldiers had to sit back on the brown.

kindness.

Since the bones are not used.

Keep gnawing for a few bites and throwing them first. The more you stick to the bone, the more fragrant the meat. This is my experience of gnawing for many years.

Yes, a hobby for a young age.

"What kind of morality are you? You are all? How can you be the generals of the Tang Dynasty be like the mountain village men?! Where is the military discipline and the national law? I will sit down honestly. I haven't given you for a while, and they all become what they have become. Have you forgotten that we are a country of etiquette?" Uncle Li Ji's words were really vicious.

It was so vicious that a two-ton Tang veteran was smiling.

However, the party, whose eyes were deliberately protected by Uncle Li Ji, had a black line with green eyes and a face.

In sharp contrast.

"Hahaha. Lord Li, don't be angry. These generals must not have done it on purpose, Bonnarjin. You are too rude. As a warrior of me, Turkic, is this how you greet distinguished guests?!" The old Turkic landlord Hou Lixin lowered his face.

He shouted at the strong man with a big waist and round waist.

"Dear generals, please forgive Bonahrjin's unintentional behavior. This person is the number one warrior of my Turkic, and he spoke a little rudely. I hope the generals will forgive me." Hou Lixin Khan smiled, and naturally saw that Uncle Li Ji did not make any noise, so he had to sit back on the brown angrily.

He was filled with a big mouthful of wine that smelled numb to his tongue.

This young master only tasted it.

I didn't dare to touch it again.

Not to mention the trash being drunk, I feel sad when I smell it, and I don’t know how these guys can drink it.

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"Bonnarjin. Don't you apologize to the guests?" The Turkic Khan turned his head and glanced at the so-called Turkic warrior. The Turkic warrior almost let the sheep bones into his throat as soon as he spoke. "The heroic Bonnarjin apologizes with his arrogant tongue, unless he can fly higher than the eagle in the sky, run faster than the horses on the ground, and have greater strength than the cows. Only such a warrior can convince Bonnarjin!!" The Turkic man with a half-bad head, who was shaved the look of a hangman, can a person fly higher than the eagle? If you have the ability, try flying by yourself.

What's this nonsense? I was so angry that I wanted to pick up the case and smash it head-on. Even Uncle Li Ji couldn't help but grin.

Several veterans around him looked angry and furious.

I also wanted to rush forward and crack this guy.

"Nonsense, Bonajin, have you not obeyed the orders of my master? Alas... well, just go and use your way to apologize to the guests." The Turkic Khan laughed so treacherously, there would be no good things.

"Bonnarjin obeyed the order." The Turkic warrior left the desk and took off his clothes with a silence.

What to do? Strip dance performance is apologized

But looking at his movements, and his bulging muscles did not seem to be dancing, so he raised the wine jar and ang Xiao drank it in the jar. The wine stains stained all over his body. The weather was so cold that it immediately became a layer of mist when the wine reached the skin. With the half-bad head, it added to his hideous face.

It really adds three points of fierceness out of thin air.

Then, he raised his hands high.

He looked up to the sky, and a rough howls three points like a human and seven points like a wolf.

Immediately afterwards, the Turkic people who were guarding the sidelines also howled.

It made me very excited. It was so rare. The customs of the Turks were actually different from those of our Tang Dynasty. Later generations could not see the customs and etiquette of the Turks. I learned the wolf's call and learned it really looked like it.

The Turkic capable Bonnarjin finally stopped his nervous roar and shouted loudly: "Come here. Take a strong cow!" Immediately someone ran out of the tent and shouted.

After a short while, he led a strong bull.

The breath of woven into white mist was sprayed, and the big bull's eyes were blazing a rebellious and unruly fiery red.

Unwilling to move his four hooves.

The two Turkic people used their strength to pull the cow over.

Bornarjin slapped his body with his palm, picked up a dagger and bit it in his mouth, and pounced on it.

Jila ghosts exert force.

After a long time, Bonakin was covered in sweat and finally made the cow kneel down unwillingly.

Then he proudly signaled the soldiers and others to suppress the cow's body.

He picked up the dagger biting his mouth, molded it in a position, and poked it gently on the cow's neck.

A blood arrow splattered out.

A Turkic woman had already handed her under the cow's neck with a utensil.

After a while, he actually received about one pound of cow blood.

Then he slowly let go of the cattle, and a charlatan covered with osmanthus feathers jumped out, holding a handful of things that were unknown to be ashes or something that stuck its wound.

Only then did the man pull down the ox that looked obviously dull, and the Turkic No. 1 warrior looked proud.

It was very obvious that it wiped off the sweat.

"Look at him like that, the second young master, if you were on the way, I'm afraid I won't even have to breathe." Fang Cheng, the devil-muscle man, seemed to have ignited his fighting spirit.

"Fang Cheng, if you come, can you press down the cow?" I lowered my voice and asked the loyal servant beside me.

"Yes. However, the little strength is just the same as that person. If I could let the little one practice for a few months, I would definitely win him." Fang Cheng was a little ashamed, ashamed that he could not give his second son a face. However, Fang Er's truth made me eager to try it out.

Fang Cheng is afraid that he is more than one step ahead, which means that we can win this guy with confidence.

He quietly glanced at the veterans around him, most of whom were in their forties and fifties.

I'm afraid that this is the only one who can show up here to be the King of Divine Power.

I took a sip of wine with complacentness, bah... it was really hard for me to swallow it now, and I didn't say it was erratic.

I don't know if it was made with straw roots. I won't leave a drop of red to fight the army.

The Turkic maid who had reached the blood of cow was quickly poured into a large wine jar by cow blood.

Then pick up a long stick and stir it up.

Then, another maid brought a bucket of milk.

I went in and continued to stir. Soon, the fishy smell of cow blood, the strong spirit of wine, and the fragrance of dairy products merged together.

It smells strange, very strange. It is definitely worse than the smell of inferior wine jelly just now.

By the way, it's very much like foot washing water.

The naked warrior started singing, and he didn't know what to do.

In short, pour wine and sing.

have no choice.

All the generals who saw Zhou Yi also picked up a big bowl of wine with a look of joy.

have no choice.

I could only pick up the bowl.

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"Hahaha... This is the eagle on the grassland, the strongest strongest cow in our Turks! Bornarjin! Cheers!" Bang! The prince showed off his wine. I didn't drink it, I really didn't have the courage to drink this kind of wine.

God knows if it has a considerable effect as Xianyun's little poison doctor's transformation pill. Let's drink foot washing water... I won't do it if I beat this guy to death.

This involves the issue of principle.

Uncle Li Ji held a penis and picked up the wine glass. It seemed that Uncle Li didn't have the strength, and the generals next to him were also resentful.

It was just that it was not allowed to occur. This was the etiquette of the Turkic land.

But it is also a kind of demonstration expression.

They can't do it.

But it doesn't mean I can't do it. My heart suddenly lit up.

He squeezed his eyes at Fang Cheng and whispered: "Give me my wine."

Fang Cheng nodded understandingly, turned around and walked towards the war horse that was stuck on the side.

"Guests, our warriors toast you, why don't you drink it? Do you look down on us Turks?!" A thunderhead on the opposite side wiped his mouth and asked loudly towards us.
To be continued...