"That's not just knowing, my father Khan was accepted as a registered disciple by the old man of the * king more than ten years ago, and the younger brother I, I also worshiped under the seat of the * king and accepted his teachings, but unfortunately, the time is too short, and it is difficult to understand the profound legal principles of the * king, alas...... It's a pity that the old man has been separated for more than ten years, and he has never returned to the grassland......" Tukun sighed and reminisced about the past and full of wisdom, as if there was nothing in the whole world that he didn't know about the days when the King of the Western Regions got along.

Duan Shaojun wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and grinned, as if he had just tried his best to brag about blowing the cow into the sky, and he was about to show off proudly, but he saw a blue whale floating in the sky not far away, and it was a female.

"In this case, the junior brother invited the master over, and asked the younger brother to help the younger brother distinguish the authenticity of this fox Zen master who is practicing closed-mouth meditation and practicing in the grassland." Duan Shaojun stood up with a look of joy on his face, and bowed deeply to Tukun.

"Haha, even if you don't say it, brother, I really want to see why the king accepts a woman as a disciple, and I must see this strange woman who has the blue eyes of the king." Tukun also nodded thoughtfully, and then shouted a few words of nonsense outside the big tent.

Qi Da and the others, who had already been outside the camp tent and heard Duan Shaojun's and Na Tukun's answers clearly, were all sweating like rain, mud horses, is this swollen? Could it be that you don't look at the yellow calendar when you walk today? I actually encountered such an unfortunate.

"Qi Da, did you hear it, why don't you go quickly and invite the fox zen master?" Duan Shaojun waited for three breaths and didn't hear the movement outside, so he couldn't help but shout impatiently outside the tent.

Qi Da and the others, who had no idea, hurriedly subconsciously complied, and then Qi Da asked the other three to stay outside the camp tent, and he ran towards the camp tent in the distance alone.

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Since the arrival of the Tukun army in this tribe, the atmosphere in Li Youwen's camp has been tense. And when the panting Qi Da lifted the curtain, Li Shenjin and Xu Qing subconsciously pulled out the blade at their waists at the same time.

After seeing clearly that the person who came was Qi Da, the two of them mentioned that their hearts were embarrassed. "What do you mean by I said Brother Qi, why did you suddenly get here, why didn't you look at Childe?" Li Shenjin inserted the horizontal knife back into the sheath and asked angrily.

"You think I'm willing to come." Qi Da glanced at the two overreacted guys indignantly, then took a few steps forward, lowered his voice, and quickly recounted in Li Youwen's ear what he had heard and what Fang Cai Duan had commanded.

The faces of all the people in the tent changed greatly, only Li Youwen was still sitting still like a mountain, but her fingers pulling the Buddha beads were a little faster.

Li Youwen was silent for only a dozen breaths, then stood up, straightened the black veil on her head, and calmly glanced at everyone in front of her. "Don't be bored, embroidery girl, you go with me, and you will lead the way. Just act as soon as you see the opportunity, it's not a big deal. How can the other party also be a prince of Qihu, a prince of the Tang Dynasty for a prince of Qihu, such a deal is not bad. Tell everyone that unless Ben Shuai is dead, no one is allowed to act in the slightest, Captain Li, remember to give Ben Shuai's order to the ears of all his own soldiers. ”

Li Youwen was so unfazed and not irritated, but let everyone calm down, Li Shenjin took a deep breath and saluted Li Youwen. "Rest assured, the general will definitely convey your orders to everyone's ears, and he will not dare to disobey them."

"Okay, Xiuniang, come here......" Li Youwen's eyes turned, and after whispering to Xiuniang, the two of them strode out of the camp with the apprehensive Qi and walked towards the central tent of the Qihu tribe.

Duan Shaojun continued to brag and fart with Na Tukun there, but he secretly complained in his heart, my mother, what is this called, I will meet a ghost after walking for many nights? Or is it called reluctant children can't trap wolves? Or is it called going into the hut with a lantern?

Muma's, what kind of is this, dear, God, are you playing mahjong today, Feng Shui is not good and lost to the immortal heaven of the grassland, and then you want to abandon me, a genius who has not been born for thousands of years, and has the halo of the protagonist, on the prairie?

Just when Duan was so sad that his liver and intestines were about to break, he saw that the camp curtain was lifted, and the embroidery girl strode into the camp with a bright bald head, and looked at Duan Shaojun and Tukun very vigilantly, and then let go, revealing Li Youwen, who was tall, wrapped in a gray-black fur coat, with a black veil on her head, and lowered her eyes, looking very solemn