How can Pegasus Yuen Long be willing to do it?

However, at this time Qiyan Gaocha also spoke: "Yuan Long, you have seen it too. Zhen'er is stubborn, so don't put a heart on her. You are a good child, but I can't force Zhen'er to do something big about marriage."

There was a bit of regret in his words.

Heshuo Yuanlang clenched his fists, his face muscles trembled a few times, he suddenly looked at Qi Yan Zhen'er, and shouted: "Zhen'er!"

Qi Yan Zhen'er turned her face away, her expression deliberately showed a coldness, and her tone was a little stiff.

I heard her slowly say, "Yuen Long, I won't change my mind."

After saying this, He Shuo Yuanlang shook his body hard, and then his broad shoulders drooped. He was listless and seemed sad on his face, but perhaps he felt that this expression would make people think that he was too fragile, and he pulled the corners of his mouth and wanted to laugh.

Qiyan Gaozha looked at it and couldn't help but sigh.

There was no obvious change in Heshuo Chilang's expression. He called out deeply: "Yuan Long, come here."

Heshuo Yuanlang clenched his fists hard, stood stiffly in place for a while, finally raised his head and gritted his teeth to Qiyan Zhen'er, "Zhen'er, I still say the same thing, I will not give up. The men on the grassland will not give up the person they love."

The last sentence is so powerful and affectionate that everyone around you can't help but be moved by it.

After saying this, Heshuo Yuanlang returned to Heshuo Chilang, sat on the chair with his eyes down, silently.

Heshuo Chilang raised his hand, patted his shoulder as usual, and said, "It's worthy of being my king's species, these words are courageous!"

Lin Yingxiang looked at Murong Jun at this time and whispered: "Prince Yuen Long is quite infatuated with Princess Zhen'er. If they can get married, then the prince doesn't have to worry about Princess Zhen'er's feelings for you."

Murong Jun looked at Qiyan Zhen'er who was pursing his lips and said nothing, sighed inwardly, then withdrew his slightly complicated gaze, and said "Yeah" as usual, saying, "I also hope Zhen'er can have her own happiness."

As he said that, his heart moved slightly, raised his hand and gently held Lin Yingxue's hand, looked at Lin Yingxue with gentle eyes, and said, "It's enough for me to have Yingxue."

Lin Yingxiang's face turned pale.

The meaning of Murong Jun's actions this time was obvious. He was telling her to keep his thoughts in mind, and he would not like her, even if she was his concubine.

Lin Yingxiang tucked his hands tightly, lowered his head and smiled miserably.

Look, how pitiful she is.

But she is unwilling to accept it!

The depressed loneliness faded from the bottom of my eyes and turned into a deep and deep hatred.

Lin Yingxiang bit her lower lip tightly, and the thought of revenge in her mind was so fierce.

She wants to vent her dissatisfaction! She wants to pull Murong Jun down!

Didn’t he be arrogant and disdain for her?!

Then she wants to see how she will look up to her when he becomes a reptile!

At this moment, a sharp stinging sensation came from the palm of his palm, and the madness in Lin Yingxiang's eyes gradually faded away and he gradually returned to calm.

After a while, she raised her head as usual, as if all crazy thoughts had just moved. She smiled and said, "The prince's feelings for Yingxue are really enviable. However, if Yingxue can treat him so sincerely, I am also happy."

Upon hearing this, Murong Jun glanced at her deeply, said nothing, and withdrew his gaze.

However, Lin Yingxue felt a little embarrassed and secretly hated Murong Jun.

She also guessed what he meant.

At this moment, the voice of Qiyan Gaozha rang in his ears.

"What fun is the King of Northwest talking to Miss Lin? He also said it to let us all have fun."

Murong Jun and others didn't speak loudly just now, and Qiyan Gaocha and Heshuo Chilang were talking about other things, so they didn't know what the three of them had just said.

Murong Jun looked up and met Qi Yan Gao's gaze. He smiled gently and said, "I'm saying that the scenery in the north is very good."

"Hahaha!"

When Qiyan Gaocha heard this, he burst into laughter.

The Heshuo Chilang also laughed, with a strong sense of pride on his face.

He only heard him say, "I am happy to listen to what the Northwest King said. Who said that the Northland is only barren? The scenery of our grassland is still beautiful. So, if you ask me, the Northwest King should not fight back to the imperial city. If you occupy the land of the Northwest King, you can just be a free and leisurely prince."

The last sentence was caught off guard, and everyone was stunned, and then Qiyan Gaozha's slightly subtle gaze fell on Murong Jun.

Murong Jun smiled and said in a helpless tone: "Even if Murong wants to be a free prince, the court will not allow it."

Heshuo Chilang knew that Murong Jun would not change his ambitions just because of his words. He heard this and smiled and said, "Then I wish the King of Northwest in advance that he can get what he wishes."

"Borrow the good words of Heshuo." Murong Jun smiled.

At this time, a lengthy cry came from outside the tent.

Qiyan Gaozha's face turned solemn, he got up and tidyed his clothes, and said, "Okay, the event is ready, let's go there."

Heshuo Chilang nodded, stood up, took over the conversation and said, "Brother Gao Cha, your tribe may not have the opportunity to pray on behalf of the two tribes this year."

"Oh?" Hearing this, Qiyan Gaocha was not angry, and seemed to be interested, and asked, "Brother Chilang, what do you say?"

Heshuo Chilang smiled proudly, patted Heshuo Yuen Long on the shoulder, and said, "This year, the strongest warrior selected by our tribe is Yuen Long, and he will definitely win the first prize!"

Qiyan Gaocha looked at He Shuo Yuanlang in surprise, and unexpectedly, he shook his head and laughed.

"Even Yuen Long has been sent out, it seems that your Heshuo tribe is bound to win this year."

Heshuo Chilang laughed and said, "Let your Qiyan tribe take the lead for three years in a row. If you don't move more seriously, the people in the tribe will not believe me as the leader."

Qiyan Gaocha raised his eyebrows, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he deliberately said, "Since that's the case, Brother Chilang said earlier, what's the point of letting you do with me in Qiyan's tribe? After all, our two tribes have been brothers and allies for generations."

Heshuo Chilang was dissatisfied when he heard this and waved his hand and said, "Brother Gao Cha, do you look down on our Heshuo Tribe? Today I will show you the heroic figure of my Shuo Tribe man!"

As he said that, he shouted to Heshuo Yuen Long: "Boy! The glory of Ibuprofen will be delivered to you to defend!"

"Yes! Don't worry, Dad!"

Peshuo Yuen Long responded immediately.

On the side, Qiyan Gaocha stopped seeing it and did not continue to tease him.

Soon, the group, led by Qiyan Gaocha, walked out of the tent.

After walking the northwest direction for about half a stick of incense, everyone saw a huge circle surrounded by wood. The height of the wooden fence was about one person.

Ten animals have been put in it.

After Lin Yingxiang took a look, she couldn't help but exclaim: "Ah! It's a wolf!"

After saying that, he suddenly realized that he had lost his composure and quickly covered his mouth with his hands.

However, the shock in her heart was still unparalleled.

Lin Yingxue was also a little shocked now.

"Are you scared?"

A stream of heat flashed through his ears, and Murong Jun's voice came into his ears.

Lin Yingxue felt her ears itch a little, and she couldn't help but hide next to her.

Seeing this, Murong Jun chuckled.

Lin Yingxue hated him before answering his question just now.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm still shocked. I'm more shocked than hearing about it."

The "Hunting Rider Conference" held by the Qiyan tribe and the Heshuo tribe. Although the "Hunting Rider" is not large in scale, the prey used is a living snow wolf.

Tribal men are all famous for their bravery and good fighting. Therefore, only by hunting more snow wolves in the wolf circle can they be named as real warriors.

At this moment, the ten snow wolf stared at them through the gaps in the fence, grinning with sharp mouths, revealing their sharp teeth, and from time to time the sound of wild beasts overflowed from their throats.

Miaoqin and Luzhu couldn't help but feel a little creepy and had goose bumps all over their bodies.

At this moment, a loud laugh sounded from the side.

Lin Yingxue and others looked over and saw the Heshuo Chilang exclaiming loudly: "The prey prepared by your Qiyan tribe this year is very energetic. Look at these ones, they are full of energy and their wildness has not faded. OK! OK!"

Luzhu couldn't help but whisper to Lin Yingxiang: "Empress, the people from the north are a bit scary."

Those are living wolves! Even if you are in the hunting and cavalry conference, you don’t have to fight for your life, right? She asked her to say that people from these tribes in the North just think they live too long.

Of course, she only dared to keep these words in her heart.

When Lin Yingxiang heard the words of Dew, she had another idea in her mind.

Longdil is the prince of the Long tribe, and may not be worse than Murong Jun.

Everyone on the grassland is crazy. Once Longdil fights Murong Jun with real swords and guns, he must not be able to get both Murong Jun and Lin Yingxue.

Thinking of this, Lin Yingxiang sneered at the corner of her mouth.

"Take the horse."

Qiyan Gaocha gave an order at this time, and then took care of everyone and said, "Let's go, let's sit on the platform ahead for a while, and wait for the hunting and cavalry conference to officially begin."

Murong Jun nodded.

The wind was cold on the platform. After the group sat down, Lin Yingxue's nose was quickly turned red with cold. Murong Jun felt a little distressed to see it, touched her face, and then pulled her hands into his arms.

"Shuon Pozi is already cold, so I'll cover you."

"Brother Gaucha, where are the warriors sent by your tribe this year? Who is it? Call me here and show me."

“Munuha.”

Qiyan Gaocha smiled lightly and said a name.

"Munuha?"

Hearing this, Heshuo Chilang raised his eyebrows unexpectedly and asked, "Why do I think this name is a bit familiar? Could it be that the general who married my Princess of Heshuo Tribe?"

Qiyan Gaocha smiled and nodded, "It's him."
Chapter completed!