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"I want all these." Ou Chuyang didn't wait for Mu Wanqing to answer, so he simply bought them together. Although he was a little younger than Hua Wushang, he was much more experienced in girls than him.

When shopping with girls, just buy and buy. Don’t always ask the girl if she likes it. If the other person really doesn’t like it, you will definitely not let you spend money to buy it. Of course, the premise is that you have to know what kind of woman the other person is...

"I'm the one I like first." Hua Wushang was anxious, secretly regretting it, and was snatched away by Ou Chuyang again.

"It will only count if you pay one hand and deliver the goods with the other. Remember to pay quickly next time." Ou Chuyang sneered. Then he asked the round-faced girl with a smile, "Is there any place for temples and halls on this grassland?"

"Yes." The round-faced girl replied, "Do you want to worship God?"

"Every piece of marten is a life, so I want to burn incense and worship God and eliminate sins." Ou Chuyang said like a devout believer.

"The distinguished guest is such a great charity." The round-faced girl praised, "There is a Parthenon Temple in the south of Yuanzhou. Large-scale sacrificial activities are held every year on the third day of the March. If you go now, you can just catch up."

Pretending to behave... Hua Wushang cursed inwardly, and he was not ruthless when he was killing people. He bought a few marten fur and pretended to be hypocritical! The sword cultivator only believed in the sword in his hand. Who would burn incense and worship the gods?

"Part del Acanon? I'm sorry for being ignorant and have never heard of it. What does it look like?" Ou Chuyang continued to talk.

The round-faced girl stretched out her hands and gestured: "The Parthenon is very, very large, and all are made of the rarest metal. It is huge, magnificent, and very effective."

As soon as he heard the metal was cast, Ou Chuyang's eyes lit up. Ningzhou was also in the south, so he happened to go and take a look.

As soon as the three of them left the stall selling minks, they saw smoke and dust rising from afar, rumbling hooves, and a group of black knights rushed towards the gathering place.

"Has the bandits come to rob?" Ou Chuyang asked curiously.

Hua Wushang smiled and said, "Hundreds of tribal caravans are gathered here, so the horse bandits are not so bold. It may be the one who is the leader of the Uratli alliance."

Ou Chuyang had learned before that this grassland with a radius of thousands of miles is called the Uratli Grassland. There are hundreds of tribes living on the grassland, and hundreds of flag owners form the Uratli Alliance. The current leader is Altai, and he is one of the most powerful alliance leaders in Yuanzhou.

As they spoke, the group of knights rushed to the front. They were all strong and brave, and they should be the followers of the leader's personal guards. Hundreds of vendors and passers-by around them retreated, and for a moment, people shouted that the horse was neighing, and the smoke and dust covered the sun, and the chaos was in chaos.

Someone beside Ou Chuyang whispered: "It's Alslen's Living King of Hell, come, stay away."

"Who is Alslen?" Ou Chuyang subconsciously asked, "The hat of the Living King of Hell is not something you can wear casually.

But the man did not answer and hurriedly flashed into the crowd. Hua Wushang replied for him: "Arseleng is the youngest son of Altai, the leader of Uratli. He is cruel by nature and kills countless people. The tribes are afraid and hateful, and they call him the "living king of hell" behind their backs."

"Then are you afraid of him?" Ou Chuyang asked with a smile.

"He is just a small sword servant. I'm afraid of him? Are you teasing me?" Hua Wushang glanced at Ou Chuyang provocatively and said a pun.

Ou Chuyang didn't care and said with a smile: "It turns out that he is just a sword servant, so there is nothing to be afraid of. But his father is the leader of the alliance, and his masters may not be able to beat you."

"The leader of his alliance has masters, but is there no master in Wanhua Valley?" Hua Wushang said proudly: "No one of the five leaders of Yuanzhou dares not give me the face of Wanhua Valley. I want to start a furious, and the water of Akas Lake will also shake three times. It's just that I am well-educated and rational, easy-going, and don't like to oppress the good."

"Since you said that, I really want to see how Lake Acas is shaking three times." Ou Chuyang laughed and walked forward, looking like he was looking for trouble.

Hua Wushang followed Mu Wanqing indifferently, thinking in his heart: Wait until the opportunity comes to action, it is best to wait until Ou Chuyang causes trouble and cannot handle it, I will come forward again. Let Wanqing know who can cover it.

At this time, hundreds of black knights were divided into two rows, leaving a one-meter-wide aisle in the middle to lead to the lakeside.

A rude man with dark skin and strong figure, with a fat face and a fierce look on his face, riding a tall and colorful horse. Under the protection of two masters of swordsman with a cold expression, he slowly walked through the majestic knight queue.

This rash man was the fearful "living King of Hell" Arslen on the Uratli prairie. His cold eyes kept scanning the sides. Wherever his eyes reached, people were silent and bowed their heads and dared not look at him.

Ou Chuyang looked at him slightly, then turned to a strong horse following him. The horse immediately tied two young men like rice dumplings, one with one man and one woman, one with one left and one right, and one on both sides of the horse's back.

It seemed that he wanted to kill someone to demonstrate. Ou Chuyang was very uninterested. He wanted to leave but was squeezed in the middle by the crowd and could not move.

"Listen, everyone!" Arslen walked to the lake, jumped off his horse, lifted the young men and women tied up, and showed them to the public, and then shouted loudly: "These two bastards actually elope and blasphemed the sacred first night power. I caught them today and just worship the god of Akash Lake."

"What? Chu Yequan... I heard it right..." Ou Chuyang looked at Mu Wanqing in shock, unable to believe his ears. There is actually the saying that Chu Yequan is still there in this world...

"You heard it right." Hua Wushang said: "This is a tradition on the grassland for millions of years: a girl will bleed when she is in a room for the first time, commonly known as "Loud-Red", is an ominous thing that will bring bad luck to men. Only the lords and flag lords with noble blood and supreme power can resist the power of this bad luck. Therefore, the serfs must send the bride to their lord on their wedding night and take it home the next morning."

"Hollyshet..." Ou Chuyang was shocked and asked, "This is too inhumane... The newlywed Yaner bridal chamber was full of flowers, and the lord ran over and fucked him. How could this be the groom's relationship?"

"Don't you like to fuck too... cough cough..." Hua Wushang interrupted his not-so-wise joke tactfully and replied: "Generally speaking, Chu Ye Quan can be redeemed with money. However, the decision is in the hands of the lord."

"I see that girl looks quite pretty, I'm afraid she'll be attracted to by Alslen, so I won't let them redeem the first night power." Ou Chuyang hugged his arms and gently brushed the strand of hair on the forehead over his nose. "So, that pair of young people were forced to elope. Unfortunately, they were caught back."

"Yes, it's so pitiful." A passerby next to him sighed repeatedly following Ou Chuyang's words.

"It's really unwise to elope even though I know I'm targeted by the 'living king'," several passers-by whispered to each other.

"What should I do if I don't run away? If you are the one who is willing to hand over your bride and get it back after being broken?"

"Do you think that when the beautiful girl is in the hands of the 'Living King', she can still hand it back completely?"

"That's true. It is said that no one can live until dawn on the bride who was driving the first night power by the 'living king'. All of them were tortured and killed by the 'living king' on the charge of assassinating him. Because the 'living king' will never allow others to get involved in the girls he touched, ah..."

"This is really...really..."

People dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so they had to talk and sigh in secret.

"It's really inhuman, and people and gods are angry!" Ou Chuyang was not afraid at all and cursed angrily.

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"It doesn't matter if you don't have your life, don't implicate us."

The people around them scattered two steps away from Ou Chuyang, as if they were afraid of being implicated by him.

"Living King of Hell" Arslen didn't hear the noise here. He grinned and held a man in one hand, and said cruelly: "You two are not loyal, aren't you loyal? I'll let you die together on the same day of the same year, month and day, so kind enough."

As he said that, Alslen tied the young man and woman back to back tightly to a wooden stake with his own hands, and shouted angrily: "But I will tell you that you will never see each other again until you die, so that you will not recognize each other even if you go to hell!"

"Go to death!" Alslen said, holding up the wooden stakes with both hands, and was about to throw them into the lake.
Chapter completed!