A melodious pastoral song sounded on the grassland.
Young Master Liu was sandwiched between dozens of Turkic women, and was looked at like a precious object in a zoo.
It's more like a prey captured by the girls.
Young Master Liu was riding on the horse, feeling uncomfortable all over. Although he could not understand what the women around him were talking about, he always felt that they were discussing the issue of Dapeng or House Bird.
Liu Mingzhi does not deny that he also likes to watch the excitement, but when one day he becomes the excitement, to be honest, it feels really uncomfortable.
Being pointed at by others is just like discussing goods, I always feel a little uncomfortable.
Zhuo Mayi handed a silk map to Young Master Liu: "Liu Shu, the place you mentioned Zhuo Mayi once passed by. That place once belonged to the Peruvian tribe, and there were no people there to herd horses."
Liu Mingzhi took the map and looked at it carefully. This was the map Liu Ying gave him. The circle on it is the area where Yun Xiaoxi currently lives.
It’s hard to say where exactly it is, on the endless grassland.
But thinking about it, it shouldn't be difficult to find. There are tents and herds of cattle, sheep and horses on the grassland. You can see them clearly at a glance.
"Miss Dolma, when was the last time you passed by here?"
"It's been almost three months. My father and I went to Yingzhou on the border of Dalong to exchange food. We passed by there."
"Since the Great Khan unified the grasslands, the Peruvian tribes have migrated long ago. I don't know where they migrated to. Although the pasture there is good, it is too close to the border of Dalong."
"The big tribes looked down upon it, and the small tribes didn't dare to go, so they gradually put it on hold."
Young Master Liu breathed a sigh of relief and took back the map with a chuckle.
Xiaoxi hadn't come to the grassland three months ago, so it was understandable that Dolmayi couldn't see anyone there.
"Girl Zhuoma, is your Zhuoma tribe close to your Huyan Royal Court?"
Zhuomayi looked at Young Master Liu cautiously: "Liu Shu, why do you ask this?"
Young Master Liu noticed Zhuomai's vigilant look and chuckled, shaking his head: "Miss Zhuomai, don't get me wrong, I have no other intentions."
"Although I am a member of Dalong's family and I don't know anything about the imperial court, I have heard about the Huyan Royal Court that unified the grassland."
"I think back then, the Royal Court of Spisi was unable to unify the grassland in the first half of the year, but your Royal Court of Huyan surpassed the Royal Court of Spissi and unified the grassland that was fragmented and divided by tribes. Naturally, I admire you deeply."
"After I find my old friend, I will see if I can take the time to go to the Huyan Royal Court and have a look at the momentum of the Huyan Royal Court."
When Zhuomayi heard Young Master Liu's praise, there was a hint of pride in her pretty eyes, but the vigilance on her face did not relax.
"The Great Khan is the biggest hero on the grassland, and the Dolma tribe was one of the vanguard troops under the Great Khan."
"I'm afraid it would be a little difficult for you to visit the Royal Court. There are so many people in the Royal Court, and war horses are everywhere. In order to maintain the physique of the war horses, the Royal Court will move to a place with rich pasture to camp every once in a while."
"Whether you are lucky enough to encounter the royal court's camp depends on whether your gods protect you or not!"
"That's it. Thank you Miss Zhuoma for informing me. If there is nothing else, I won't bother you anymore. I'm going to look for my family!"
Zhuomayi frowned and murmured in Turkic dialect for a while. Dozens of women surrounded Master Liu on horseback, touching the long bows on the horse's back with their left hands.
The Turks are worthy of being a nation where men, women and children can become warriors as long as they mount a horse. Young Master Liu can tell from just those skilled and mature movements.
Although these dozens of women are all women, their riding and shooting skills are definitely much better than those of ordinary Grand Dragoon recruits.
As a nation on horseback, the ability to ride and shoot is a gift from God.
Young Master Liu pretended not to notice their actions and looked at Zhuomai who was walking beside him as if nothing had happened.
Zhuomayi also stared at Young Master Liu quietly: "Liu Shu, our Turkic tribe is the most hospitable. In the words of your dragon, meeting each other is fate!"
"Since we met by chance, how about we go to our Dolma tribe to have a glass of wine and eat a plate of barbecue?"
"These girls like you very much. After arriving in our tribe, any girl you like can sneak into her tent and have a night of love!"
"All girls can do it, including Zhuolmayi!"
"Dolmayi also likes you and is willing to let you be my man!"
"As long as you are powerful enough, all the sisters here in Zhuolmayi can belong to you."
Young Master Liu looked at the dozens of women around him who were scrutinizing him with trembling eyes.
He knew that it was not good for these women to invite him.
As expected, they are just greedy for their own bodies.
Young Master Liu took a deep breath. In his previous life, this would have been a dream that he could not even dream of.
Now? Haha!
Most of these dozens of women are young and beautiful.
But who am I?
Liu Xiahui, who is still pregnant, is his ancestor.
As a descendant, how can you lose the face of your ancestors, be seduced by beauty, and ruin the reputation of your ancestors?
This young master is more outstanding than my ancestor Liu Xiahui, let alone sitting in peace.
I have reached the state where I can walk among thousands of flowers without even a single leaf touching me.
How can a small beauty temptation make this young master obsessed with lust and unable to extricate himself?
As for whether it is a virtual problem or not, it is not within the scope of this young master’s thinking!
Is this young master false? Everyone is sharp-eyed. Dozens of women say that this young master is very rich. How could he be false?
Young Master Liu glanced at the dozens of women surrounding him in a defensive formation, and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.
I was afraid of you when I took off my clothes, but now that I am wearing clothes, I am not afraid of you.
"Miss Dolma, I accept your kindness, but there is no need to delay in finding your relatives. We meet in mountains and rivers, and we are destined to meet again!"
As soon as Young Master Liu finished speaking, he raised his hand and held the Heavenly Sword in a horizontal motion. A strong wind rose up, making the women on horseback around them unable to open their eyes.
Young Master Liu waved his riding whip, raised his horse's hooves, and galloped away from the surrounding circle.
Zhuomayi squinted his eyes and gradually saw the surrounding situation clearly. Looking at Liu Dashao running wildly on horseback, his pretty face turned cold.
"Chase, this person's identity is absolutely extraordinary, capture him and take him to the hands of the Great Khan!"
"His mount is a bloody horse. If you really can't catch up, just let go of the arrow. It doesn't matter whether you live or die!"
Dozens of women without hesitation picked up the long bows on their horses, waved their riding whips and chased Young Master Liu.
"Lianlu, go and inform the king that there is a dragon spy sneaking into the grassland to find out the news, and ask him to send a hundred eagle shooters to encircle and suppress him!"
"Yes, Princess!"
Young Master Liu heard the sound of horse hooves behind him and shook his head helplessly.
This group of wolf-like women also worked hard to covet their own bodies.
Isn't he just a man? As for chasing after him?
"Willow, you can't escape. If you can escape, a monk can't escape from the temple. Zhuolmayi knows your destination, so he will get off his horse and be bound."
"call"
The horse's hooves were raised high, and a sword light directly faced the sun and flew away with a cold light.
Zhuomayi, who was chasing after her on horseback, paused, and Young Master Liu's figure slowly landed on the hilt of the sword.
Then the cold light flickered non-stop, and the sweet humming was heard endlessly.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of corpses were lying on the beautiful grassland.
Young Master Liu took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on the blade of the Heavenly Sword with a cold face, and looked at the corpse on the ground slightly.
"You dare to threaten this young master with the safety of the creek, then you will all die!"
The Heavenly Sword was slowly sheathed, and Young Master Liu's eyes narrowed slightly as he glanced at the corpse.
One person is missing!
Counting the thirty-one Zhuolmayi people, there are only thirty corpses now. Someone has gone to report the news!
Young Master Liu glanced around, walked towards Zhuomayi's body, and started groping for Zhuomayi's body with a calm expression!