The grass is lingering, and the view of the eyes is endless and endless.

The Donghu Tuoba tribe married the Xiongnu Shanyu royal court. Tuobayue, the daughter of Tuobashu, was about to come, and Maodun led the crowd to thirty miles outside the royal court to welcome his clan.

Maodun wore a golden brocade dress, covered with a fur robe, and a golden crown on his head. He rode on a handsome horse with pure white fur, with joy on his face.

"I heard that Tuobayue is the number one beauty in Donghu! I wonder what she looks like?"

Nomin rode on the horse and followed Maodun, with no joy or anger on his face.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

A man with a very different skin than a Hun people smiled and wore armor on his upper body and a red mane on his helmet. Both the equipment and the weapons he was equipped with were different from those of the Empire and the Huns.

"Cryon, what are you laughing at?"

Maodun asked, retracting his saliva.

"There is a philosopher in my hometown. He once said that women are the most ferocious animals in the world. Never praise the goodness of another woman in front of one woman. Otherwise, the one who suffers will suffer will be Shanyu yourself."

"woman?"

Looking at Mao Dun's eyes, with that faint doubt, the wolf girl didn't feel angry.

"Chhanyu, why are you looking at me?"

Listening to this thorny word, Maodun shook his head gratefully.

"No, nothing?"

The wolf girl had a long ponytail, her eyes were sharp and narrow, and her gloomy temperament was paired with a dark green skirt, and her whole body was full of wildness. Even the bravest man among the Huns did not dare to look at her directly.

But Maodun never regarded him as a woman!

"snort!"

With a cold snorkeling, watching the wolf girl expressing her dissatisfaction, Maodun didn't feel like he turned around and changed the subject to Kleon.

"You always talk about your own hometown, where is that place?"

"It was a beautiful fertile land. The warm wind on a midsummer night blew across the manor, with a warm and soft warmth. Unlike the Huns and Qin, even in winter, the climate there was still warm, without the severe cold of the northern border."

The age is long and Kryon has never seen it himself. He just obeyed his father's words and expressed his longing for his hometown. He took his brothers to return to his hometown, but he did not expect that he mistakenly entered the Gobi Desert and was eventually rescued by the Huns.

"A hundred years ago, our great king led our ancestors to build a huge territory. Our ancestors were ordered to station in the north of India, but decades ago, the peacocks in the south defeated us. We wanted to return to our hometown, but lost our way."

"I don't understand. You should go west when you go back. Why are you trapped in the Gobi?" Mao Dun asked in confusion.

Kleon blushed, forgive him for being a road fool.

"Is this?"

Kleon stammered, unable to tell what was going on.

The sound of horse hooves in the distance was heard, and Maodun no longer lingered in the problem of Kleon's direction, but instead looked miles away.

The team of Donghu sending off his bride finally appeared in front of Maodun, but Maodun's attention did not look at the first beauty of Donghu in the carriage. "What a warrior!"

"Is this the Legend of the Condor Heroes?" Kleon murmured.

The Legend of the Condor Heroes is the one-of-a-kind warrior among the Hu people.

As Tuobayue's dowry, Tuobazhi sent 300 The Legend of the Condor Heroes to accompany him.

The three hundred warriors surrounding the carriage were strong and strong, and the fat horses were strong. Mao Dun's eyes were sharp, and he could see at a glance that the three hundred knights, the bows hanging on the horses, were all strong bows of three stones.

"The technique of tuning is really a big deal!"

The wolf girl Nomin said.

With these three hundred The Legend of the Condor Heroes, even if the Donghu King wants to do something, I’m afraid it won’t work!

Three hundred The Legend of the Condor Heroes separated the line, and the carriage slowly drove out, staying in front of Maodun.

Maodun flipped off his horse and came to the carriage, but was stopped by two accompanying dowry girls.

What's going on?

The people on the Huns were stunned and secretly said to stop the man who married the woman. Is this the custom of Donghu?

"Why do you block the way of my Shanyu?" Maodun asked, but was not angry.

"You guys retreat."

A female voice came from the carriage.

"Yes!" The two dowry maids who stopped Maodun separated. Maodun walked to the carriage and wanted to open the car door.

"Stop, Shanyu."

"What's wrong, my sage?"

"The Tuoba tribe and Shanyu married to seek allies and resist internal pressure. Although my father married Tuobayue to Shanyu, it does not mean that I am your sage."

"oh?"

Maodun was intrigued and asked, "Then why would you admit that I am your husband?"

"The husband of a lowly concubine is not qualified yet."

"I am the most powerful wolf king on the grassland. Isn't I qualified yet?" Maodun asked.

A chuckle came from the carriage, but it was mostly disdainful.

"why are you laughing?"

"Although the Shanyu was called Zhuli Gutu, his subordinates were only 300,000, and he could fight only 50,000 soldiers. Even in the Qin State to the south, there were still more than the guards of a county."

What a warning!

The Huns did not expect that Tuobayue, the number one beauty in Donghu, gave Shanyu such a warning before she met. This was a naked insult!

On the other hand, Maodun laughed instead of anger and said, "Haha! Well said! What a fierce horse. If I don't serve as the Lord of the world for a day, I will not welcome you as the lord of the world for a day."

Obviously, although they had not met yet, Maodun developed a strong interest in the woman in the carriage.

"Get out!"

Maodun welcomed the carriage back to his royal court, and along the way, there was no offense.

When he arrived at the royal court, Maodun respectfully invited Tuobayue from the carriage.

The carriage door was slowly opened.

The moment Tuobayue walked out of it, revealing her color, it seemed as if the whole world had no color.

The beauty of the woman in front of us is something that a group of Huns have never seen before. The fairy is elegant and beautiful, just like the fairy in the legend. The words used in the world to describe the woman in front of us are too vulgar.

Maodun was even more stunned, watching Tuobayue walk past him and walk into the big tent he prepared for his Yan family, but he didn't say a word.

“Shanyu!”

Nuomin pushed Maodun in a daze and reminded him.

"Ah! I had known that she was so beautiful, I wouldn't have said these big talk just now."

Maodun said with regret.

“……….”

The moon tilts down.

Tuoba Yue sat cross-legged on the bed, shining by the moonlight, and a halo around her body.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The sound of a crutch hitting the ground came, and Tuobayue opened her eyes.

The old shaman walked in from outside the tent.

Looking at the old man with a hilly face in front of him, Tuobayue didn't seem surprised how he could pass through the Donghu guards outside the tent?

"I'll see the sage!"

The old shaman was not tall, only half of Maodun's body. In front of Takubayue, he bowed his head slightly.

"I'm not your sage."

Tuobayue said calmly, revealing a hint of disdain in her words.

The invisible energy came out of the old shaman and with incomparable pressure, it penetrated towards Tuobayue.

The strong wind blew, but the beautiful black hair of Tuobayue was not messy at all.

The golden light surrounds Tuobayue, and compared with that force, it will not fall under the wind.

The old shaman did not expect that the woman in front of him had such a high level of cultivation and that his strength did not take any advantage. He narrowed his eyes and became more and more careless.

The woman's body was as golden as flames, as if weak, but extremely violent. A trace of golden light oozed out from the woman's body, like a needle, through the blocks accumulated by the old shaman's heavy force, and directly attacked him.

The old shaman did not expect that the golden light, which was as strange as a needle, was so strange that his strength seemed simple, but he used dozens of powerful secret techniques.

I was laid out on layers of defense, but I didn't expect that I could not resist the thin light like a golden needle.

In desperation, the old shaman contracted his strength outside and barely resisted the golden light, but was retaliated by the force, and took a step back, and blood spilled out of the corner of his mouth.
To be continued...