Wule heard that Ling Jingshan took a young boy who had just arrived up the mountain, touched his chin and said, "Family, I'm afraid it's a beautiful woman!" "He speaks Chinese very fluently and flexibly.

"Brother, what did you say, that's a woman?" Wu Ya on the side was shocked.

"Definitely! And she is also a woman from Ling Jing Mountain. Otherwise, how could someone as arrogant as him have such an attitude? I said, "You're not dead yet?" I told you that it would never be! Once upon a time, we were opposites, and he couldn't have wanted you. Now, with such a big deal on us settling us here, it's even more impossible to have you. ”

"Why? Didn't they Han people say that they couldn't repay each other with their own promises? ”

"Then people will say that he is lazy and beautiful. How could a man who cherished his feathers so much allow himself to be hung on someone else's tongue? Well, if people don't say it, we shouldn't know. Having said that, take good care of it. You must not be willful. It is not easy for more than 1,000 people in the clan to find a way to live! ”

Wu Ya thought of the women who had to be killed even if they were pregnant, and remembered that the former close friends in the boudoir had now become water ghosts. That's still the new king's woman, and as a result of the collapse of the family, she can't escape the fate of sinking the river together. Just because her family is not on the new king's team.

"I see, brother. In the face of the survival of the family, what is the love between men and women? ”

At the bonfire meeting that night, Mingjing sat next to Lingjing Mountain. He cut off the best and most tender part of the mutton offered by others with a dagger, cut it into pieces, and put it in front of Mingjing. Anyway, the ones who could see his movements clearly were a few tables nearby.

"Without chopsticks, are you used to eating? If you can't get used to it, I'll ask them to get a pair. ”

The use of chopsticks seems to be out of place in the atmosphere. Although she was not used to it, she had eaten lamb before. So he nodded, "No problem." ”

Seeing this, Uller no longer had any doubts, and came over with a wine bag, "Little brother, can you drink?" ”

Mingjing raised his head, "Spirits? ”

"It's a bit strong, we don't drink fruit wine."

Mingjing turned his head to ask for advice, "General, shall I taste it?" ”

"Hmm."

With permission, Mingjing wiped his hands and stood up, holding his wine glass in both hands.

Uller pulled out the stopper and filled her with it, "Taste it, and bring some back when you're used to it." ”

Mingjing tasted it a little, and the tears almost made it spicy. It's so strong!

"Thank you for the kindness of the chief, I can't drink it." Mingjing is very frank and authentic.

"Haha-" Uller smiled, "then you can eat roast lamb." It's lamb, and it's tender. This little girl sat beside Ling Jingshan, and she was lined with an ordinary face. But although it is ordinary, it is generous and generous.

"Well, this one is delicious!"

Wule smiled and said to Ling Jingshan in their national language: "Listen to the sound is very small, so you are so good!" When he got closer, he found that Mingjing's eyes were very smart, but although his face was not expressionless, it didn't match the agility of his eyes. It's obviously wearing a human skin mask.

Ling Jingshan also replied in the language of their people: "It's just this one, there is no such thing as this mouthful." ”

Uller's eyes showed shock, and he looked at Mingjing again before leaving with his wine bag.

His wine is really a little strong, and the clarity is a little better. After a while, she patted her face with her hand and said to Ling Jingshan, "Brother Ling, it's so boring." The two-skin face is not breathable! ”