Seeing that Mu Sheng was about to kiss her, Ruimu Yi couldn't break away, so she had to turn her face, and he kissed Ruimu Yi's snow-white neck.
At this time, Ruimu Yi felt that her whole body was trembling. No man had ever been so molested to her since she was a child. The men in the tribe also regarded her as a goddess who should not be blasphemed. Now she was so anxious that she almost cried. He turned around and looked at Zeng Yun next to him with pleading eyes.
Yun'er has been with Mu Sheng for so many years, and has never seen Mu Sheng's face like this today. If it weren't for Ruimu Yi's cry, she wouldn't be able to react for a while.
Yun'er quickly stepped forward and hugged Mu Sheng's lower back, trying to pull Mu Sheng away. Mu Sheng clung to Ruimui like an octopus and refused to let go.
Yun'er was also anxious, fearing that Mu Sheng, a drunkard, would really bring Ruimui to justice. She desperately pulled Mu Sheng and said, "Sir, wake up. She is the princess of the Dongyue clan. You can't cause trouble... …”
Mu Sheng felt that the heat was almost over, so he let go of Ruimui with Yun'er's dissuasion. Ruimui jumped away like a frightened rabbit and huddled in the corner of the tent.
Mu Sheng got up unsteadily again, climbed to the table and started drinking by himself.
Seeing that Yun'er seemed to be comforting the frightened Sister Yi, he raised his glass and said with a smile, "Come on, let's continue drinking. What's the point of hiding aside?"
Mu Sheng shook the wine glass and walked towards Ruimui. She was so frightened that she quickly got up, opened the tent and ran out. She only heard the neighing of people and horses outside, and she must have gone far away.
Mu Sheng knew that she had run away. At this moment, he regained his consciousness instantly. He took a sip of wine, walked steadily to the table and sat down. He ate the hotpot as if no one else was around and said, "Huh! You little girl, how can you pretend to be a social person..."
Seeing this, Yun'er asked with a hint of jealousy in her tone, "Huh? Master, are you pretending to be drunk to take advantage of the situation? She is the princess of the Dongyue clan, aren't you afraid that Prince Tuli will cause trouble for you?"
Mu Sheng looked indifferent and blurted out, "I am still your Majesty's personal title as Lord Changping. My father is the emperor. What are you afraid of? Even if something happens to her, so what? Come! Come! Come! Yun'er , eating and drinking.”
Yun'er felt as if she was meeting him for the first time. Seeing his second-generation ancestor's expression, she was so angry that she turned around and went to the back tent.
Mu Sheng didn't pay attention, and was thinking about another account in his mind. Although today's approach was a bit risky, he felt that Ruimu Yi could take the initiative to come to play with him, and she should be somewhat fond of him. He had to take the opportunity to get closer, and he had to deliberately create If there is an opportunity for close contact, she might run back to the grassland after the Ali Mutai Conference. It is hard to say whether there will be opportunities in the future.
Early the next morning, Mu Sheng made a special trip to Ruimui's camp with gifts to apologize for his "drunk gaffe" yesterday.
Mu Sheng asked the guard to inform him, and he has been waiting outside for news. After a while, the guard came to tell him to go in.
He walked all the way to the entrance of the camp, but was blocked by a strong man with a sword from the Dongyue clan. He had a fierce look on his face and strong muscles.
Mu Sheng didn't know his details, so he handed over his hands and said, "What do you call this brother? I'm Changping Junte and I'm here to visit Princess Yi."
The big man seemed to know that Mu Sheng had a noble status and did not dare to neglect him. He cupped his fists and saluted and said in half-baked Chinese, "Report to Mr. Changping, I am the captain of the guard of Her Royal Highness Princess in Bengol. My master said that you can see her if you want to see her." , you have to pass my level first."
After saying this, Bangur's aura surged all over his body, and Mu Sheng's heart condensed, okay, a master of martial arts above tenth level?
Seeing this situation, Mu Sheng shook his head secretly, children are just children! I can't stand this grievance, and I have to find someone to help me find a place. It just so happens that I have become very good recently, and I can compete with the master in front of me.
Mu Sheng only asked, "Weapons or fists and feet?"
Bangour said, "Mr. Changping, the sword has no eyes. If I hurt you, I can't bear the responsibility. I'd better use fists and kicks."
After saying this, Bangur took off his sword and threw it aside. Mu Sheng also took off his sword and followed suit.
The surrounding Dongyue clan guards also gathered around to watch the fun and cheer their leader on.
Mu Sheng held his breath and concentrated, his true energy flowing throughout his body, and his momentum was at full strength.
Bangur was also greatly surprised when he saw that Mu Sheng had strength above tenth level at such a young age, and he no longer dared to underestimate him.
Mu Sheng took the lead and shouted, "Watch the move."
He punched, and Mu Sheng used 60% of his strength in this punch. When his senior brother was training him, he said that one strength can be reduced by ten. The so-called moves are all fake moves, performed for laymen, but in the end the competition is still Endurance, strength and speed are the keys to victory or defeat.
Bangur was also unambiguous and decided to take Mu Sheng's move forcefully to test his strength. There was only a muffled sound between the fists and palms. Bangur was knocked back three steps by the force of Mu Sheng's punch. .
He was a little shocked now. He didn't expect Mu Sheng's small body to be possessed of huge strength? Bangur's palms were numb from the direct shock. Just now he couldn't use his full strength due to Chang Pingjun's status, but now he was also aroused to win or lose.
For a while, Bangur and Mu Sheng were fisting each other. From the beginning of testing each other, to the end, they punched to the flesh without mercy. It was a rare opportunity to compete with such a master.
Mu Sheng struck out with a steady straight punch without any fancy moves. Bangour twisted his left arm but did not catch it hard, and punched him in the face with a backhand. Mu Sheng dodged an iron bridge, and Mu Sheng struck again. Hit him on the waist with the knife.
Bangur turned around and stood up, using his fists to speed up and his arms to protect his chest, he received a few punches from Mu Sheng. Mu Sheng also received a whip from him. The two of them each took three steps back. The surrounding Dongyue clan guards all fired at the two of them. Cheers for the move.
Mu Sheng gradually used Qi and his palms, and the area around Ruimu Yi's camp was agitated by the energy of the two fighting, causing the tent to roar.
Mu Sheng's momentum suddenly changed, and weak Qi flowed between his fists and palms. This was a sign that the realm of Zhenyuan Qi was about to be perfected. It was equivalent to the strength of the eleventh level of martial arts. When he truly cultivates to perfection, Once the realm is successfully consolidated, you can practice the next stage of refining Qi and counteracting the void. Only then can you be considered qualified to truly enter the ranks of practitioners.
At this time, Bangur, who was fighting against Mu Sheng, gradually realized that something was wrong. After he took Mu Sheng's full blow, his arms were in unbearable pain. A carp turned over and fell into the distance. He looked at his arms, which were covered in bruises. Unexpectedly, there was not much difference in skill between the two. The problem was that the opponent was too strong and he couldn't bear the beating.
Little did he know that as a monk, Mu Sheng took medicated baths every day and absorbed a rare Beast King Demon Pill. He had amazing strength and a ridiculously strong body. It was difficult for ordinary martial artists to perform a few rounds under his hands.
Bangour knew that if the fight continued, he was no match and would probably get injured, so he had to bow his hand and say, "I have offended Lord Changping, so there is no need to compete. I will admit defeat."
Mu Sheng cupped his hands and said, "I'm offended."
At this time, the camp tent was opened, and a maid waved to Mu Sheng and said, "Princess, please come to the tent."
Mu Sheng followed the maid into Ruimui's tent with gifts. After entering the tent, he looked around and took stock of the environment inside the tent. Good guy, no wonder Ruimu Yi ridiculed him for living in such a simple way. Her tent was simply like a small palace, with silk curtains, gorgeous carpets, and embroidery all around the tent. With beautiful patterns arranged with gold threads and bronze incense placed side by side, the inside of the tent is very luxurious with mountains and hills. It seems that this pearl of the prairie is really the apple of Prince Tuli's eye.
Mu Sheng followed the maid around an embroidered screen before he saw Ruimui sitting in the tent. She was holding a gold wine glass as coldly as ice, taking a sip of kumiss with her cherry mouth slightly open, without saying a word from beginning to end.
Seeing this, Mu Sheng quickly stepped forward and bowed, pretending to be pitiful, and said, "Your Highness, I was really drunk yesterday. I forgot what happened. If Yun'er hadn't reminded me, I would have I don’t know that I have offended the princess unintentionally, and I am really worthy of death. I will prepare a small gift to show my respect. I hope that your highness, the princess, will not remember the villain’s fault and just pretend that nothing has happened.”
Ruimu Yi bit her silver teeth, suddenly pulled out her waist knife and put it on Mu Sheng's neck with a flash of cold light, and said harshly, "You said you pretend that nothing has happened? You...you..."
Mu Sheng felt persuaded and said, "Princess, please be patient. If you have something to say, please don't be impatient."
There were tears in Ruimui's eyes, and he stabbed forward with the knife in his hand, "I will kill you, this scoundrel, today."
Mu Sheng saw that although Ruimu Yi's tone was angry, there was no murderous intention, so he pretended to die by closing his eyes. After waiting for a while and seeing no movement from her, he opened his eyes to take a look.
I saw Ruimu Yi still raising his sword and saying fiercely, "Changping Lord, you are the lord of the Jin Dynasty. I can't do anything to you. If I really kill you, my father and my tribe will be affected. It has happened now." "
Ruimui suddenly put the knife to his neck and stared at Mu Sheng fiercely, saying, "Mr. Changping, I, Ruimui, have no choice but to die to protect the honor of the family today."
When Mu Sheng saw her posture, he immediately panicked. He rushed forward and quickly grabbed the short knife in her hand and threw it aside. When he was eager to save people and grabbed the knife, the two of them lost their footing and rolled down together.
At this moment, Ruimu Yi was lying on Mu Sheng. At this time, the two of them looked at each other, and both sides could feel each other's heartbeat and rapid breathing. Mu Sheng really wanted time to stop at this moment, looking at her beautiful body. He suddenly felt the urge to kiss her.
Ruimui also felt something was wrong, looked at him with a flushed face, and slowly sat up. Her mood seemed to be slowly stabilizing.
Ruimu Yi said, "Why are you doing this? You touched my body all over yesterday, how can I get married in the future? We, the women of the Dongyue clan, must never let men other than our husbands have easy contact with me before we get married."
Mu Sheng also slowly sat up and looked at Ruimu Yili's beautiful look. He reached out and hugged her slowly, smelling the body fragrance on her body and said, "Sister Yi, do you know? I saw you for the first time. I fell in love with you at first sight. Yesterday, I lost my temper after drinking and showed my true feelings. I don’t know how you feel about me. I didn’t know that women of the Dongyue clan have this custom, but things have happened. If If you don’t give up, how about marrying me as your wife?”
