The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.
The sky is clear, the fields are vast, and cattle and sheep can be seen on the wind-swept meadows.
The slanting light shines in the evening, and the sun approaches dusk. The desert sunset and grassland scenery outside the Great Wall always have a vast and desolate meaning.
There are sporadic lakes scattered on the grassland, but they are like jewels dotted on the grassland, so clear and pure that they are not stained by a trace of dust.
A girl in green clothes was sitting by the lake.
Her appearance is bright and moving, and she is extremely beautiful. She is a rare beauty in the world.
Her long hair hung down from her shoulders, as dark as night. The flawless white slender hand holds the Qiang flute, puts it into her lips, her fragrant cheeks are slightly bulging, and she plays solo vertically, and the sound of the flute is faint.
When I first heard it, it was very light. The sound of the flute gradually changed, becoming more and more sad and sad, as if it was narrating a heart-wrenching lament. It was very sad to hear it.
Thinking of recent experiences, the girl couldn't help but sigh in her heart, and the sound of the flute was even more sad.
The girl's name is Huyan Guanyin.
If placed in the Central Plains, it would be considered a disrespectful name to Buddhists. Maybe he will come to the door bald and hit his head with a Zen staff: You are Huyan Guanyin! You are the Huyan Guanyin!
However, many civilians in Beimang respect and believe in Buddhism. It is not surprising that many people like to name Bodhisattva Maitreya and Manjushri. Even the women's attire is deeply impressed. In the winter months, they paint their faces with yellow stuff, making it appear golden, which is called Buddha's makeup. It is only washed away when the spring warms.
Huyan Guanyin was not a member of the clan. He was thrown out of the felt tent when he was a baby, leaving only a keepsake, a Qiang flute, engraved with the four characters Yelu Murong. He was protected by the clan leader since he was a child.
As the girl begins to grow, she becomes more and more stunning. It's just that on the grassland, women's beauty is just a commodity that can be sold or offered as an offering.
The tribe she belongs to, Xiti, is just a small powerful person on the grassland. It has more than enough to maintain its status but not enough to develop. When they learned that there was such a beauty in their account, they did not dare to enjoy it, so they hurriedly prepared to give her to a big Xiti in exchange for new pasture land. .
The tribesmen had a deep affection for her, and they were unwilling to be humiliated and moved their entire clan.
Xiao Xiti, who controlled the life and death of the tribe, was furious and sent cavalry to chase him.
Somehow this news got out, and several nearby Xiti learned about it. They sent knights one after another, and there was another fight for it.
The herdsmen suffered few casualties, but five or six groups of cavalry killed each other, causing heavy casualties.
But it is clear that those who are vigilant will not give up.
At this time of her last breath, Huyan Guanyin has approached the clan leader and said that if there is another power problem, she is willing to go to the Xiti tent and change her clan life.
Although the patriarch felt sorry for Huyan Guanyin who seemed to have committed suicide, he no longer refused.
The old man was old, and it didn't matter that he was tired from running around, but he was responsible for more than a hundred lives of the tribe. If he continues to be on the run like this, not to mention being used as a plaything by the big and small Xiti to hunt and hunt, the young herdsmen in the clan who have been affected by Chiyu will rebel.
Thinking of this, the girl sighed again.
The nearby Xiti are often known for being cruel and lustful. No matter which one she falls into, she will not end well, and may even be tortured to death.
In this way, how could her mood become clear?
The sound of the flute changes as one wishes, becoming more and more plaintive, almost making people cry.
Just as the flute was melodious, another faint sound sounded.
The sound of the whistle changed from light to heavy, from slow to urgent, and the sound of the flute changed from sadness to joy. Huyan Guanyin could not help but cheer up, and was filled with a faint joy.
After a while, the whistle gradually stopped, and Huyan Guanyin turned his head, his eyes full of wisdom. I saw a smiling figure in black under the slanting light of the setting sun.
The black hair was blowing in the wind, and the man's appearance was as if carved from white jade, so handsome that it was unimaginable. Moreover, she has a natural grace and unparalleled beauty. That faint smile, a ray of sunshine in the dark clouds, makes people feel warm. No matter how sad or unhappy, the ice and snow melt away.
Huyan Guanyin had never seen such a man before. Coupled with her previous superb Xiao skills, her mood was even more excited, and she was in a trance for a while, as if she was drunk and dreaming.
The man in black picked off a flower branch, walked slowly to her, put it in her waterfall-like hair, nodded, and showed a satisfied look.
Looking at him, he looked as if he was giving the most precious jewelry to the most beautiful woman in the country.
Listening to the breathing of the man in black close at hand, a blush suddenly appeared on Huyan Guanyin's fair cheeks, like a hundred flowers blooming.
The man in black smiled and said: "My name is Murong Tonghuang. I come from a far away place and want to stay here."
The man spoke Beimang language, which Huyan Guanyin naturally understood. He lowered his head, with a childish look on his pretty face, and slightly raised his lips: "I...my name is Huyan Guanyin, do you want to Go and tell the clan leader.”
Yu Liancheng suddenly stretched out a hand and pinched Huyan Guanyin's chin. It felt smooth and smooth, like jade. With a slight exertion, the latter had to raise his head, looking up to a beautiful face, his cheeks were dizzy, and his skin was so fair that it was almost transparent.
The setting sun shone down and covered her body, seeming to cast a layer of mystery over her for a moment.
"It is said that the people of the grassland are hospitable, but why do you lower your head when you see guests coming from afar? This is not a polite thing." Yu Liancheng said with a smile.
"I, I know..."
Huyan Guanyin bit her lip, her cheeks turned red, although she intended to refute in her heart.
Picking someone else's chin as soon as they meet is even more impolite. But for some reason, when I saw those eyes, I was immediately speechless.
Fortunately, Yu Liancheng had let go of his rude hand at this time, and asked politely: "Can I rest here for a while?"
Huyan Guanyin nodded quickly, and even moved her butt to make room.
Yu Liancheng sat next to the shy girl. When his upper body fell down, he used Huyan Guanyin's elastic legs as a pillow.
"You, you, what are you doing?" Huyan Guanyin's cheeks were on fire, and she almost jumped up like a frightened rabbit. Even her crystal earlobes were stained with blush, but it added a third of color and was extremely beautiful.
Yu Liancheng looked at her strangely and said as expected: "Didn't you agree that I would rest here?"
Huyan Guanyin was in a hurry, her chest was not full and it was rising and falling violently, but it was a different scenery. Her voice seemed to be trembling: "I, I didn't, I told you to rest by the lake."
"Really? It seems I heard wrong. I'm sorry."
Having said that, Yu Liancheng was still lying peacefully on Huyan Guanyin's lap, and his breath seemed to carry a hint of the sweet fragrance belonging to a girl.
"No, get up quickly." The girl huffed angrily. She has grown so big, but she has never met such a rogue person. A pair of white palms pushed Yu Liancheng's head hard, but he couldn't move it.
Finally, seeing the other person closing his eyes in comfort and ignoring himself, Huyan Guanyin also stopped helplessly.
The girl sighed softly, listening to the steady breathing, she couldn't help but look down at this handsome and almost enchanting face, but she couldn't help but feel strange feelings, and her heart was in a state of confusion.
Thinking about it carefully, she didn't seem to hate this rude guy.
The reason for this was probably related to the Xiao Sheng that brought her out of her trough.
He couldn't help but touch the flowers on his head and smiled slightly.
Maybe it has something to do with this flower.
Usually there are many men in the tribe who admire the young man, and they give him many gifts overtly and covertly. They compare with each other, and each one is more valuable than the other.
But for some reason, no gift pleased her more than these randomly picked flowers.
As for the other party's handsome appearance.
This is secondary. After all, she is a stunning beauty. She looks at herself in the mirror and looks at that almost perfect face all day long. She has a high immunity in this regard.
At most, only a little impact at most.
Under the setting sun, the waves are sparkling and the evening breeze is blowing.
A handsome man rests on the lap of another beautiful woman. No matter who looks at these two people, they can give people a feeling of a match made in heaven.
But no one would have thought that it was just the first time these two met, and their conversation did not exceed ten sentences.
…
"Why."
A soft sigh came out.
The one who sighed was the patriarch Huyan Anbao. He was sitting in the tent and could see Huyan Guanyin and Yulian City sitting by the lake in the distance.
The patriarch was very concerned about the adopted granddaughter Huyan Guanyin and treated her as his own.
Otherwise, if he had just handed the other party over when Xi Ti had brought the news, he wouldn't have had to suffer the pain, and he could even have received Xiao Xi Ti's reward.
It's a pity that my granddaughter's appearance is too outstanding. And in this grassland where the weak eat the strong, beauty is just a beautiful and vicious curse to ordinary people.
The next time I meet a certain Xiti, I am afraid that I will offer Huyan Guanyin with both hands.
Thinking of this, the ancestor sighed again.
However, the two women and one man who appeared today seem to be other than mortals. I wonder if they can lead Huyan Guanyin out of this hellish prison.
"That bad guy Tonghuang is trying to please the girl again." Murong Wuzhu, who had just walked out of the tent, looked towards the lake and was immediately indignant.
Huang Baozhuang's beautiful eyes dimmed slightly, and she was about to defend Yu Liancheng, but her expression suddenly changed, as if she had encountered an emergency.
Because once she opened her mouth, she might spit out Li Zhu and let the crazy woman from Luoyang run out, so Huang Baozhuang could only make gestures repeatedly.
"Girl Baozhuang, what do you want to say?"
But because Huang Baozhuang's hand speed changed too quickly, Murong Wuzhu couldn't guess the gesture as accurately as Yu Liancheng, so he was confused.
But soon, Murong Wuzhu knew.
Boom! !
There was a dull thunder exploding between heaven and earth.
In the distance, thousands or nearly ten thousand bison were seen galloping towards the blue sky and green water, just like a hundred thousand troops marching in. The scene was spectacular and vast at its peak.
The sound of cows' hooves and barking can be heard endlessly, blending into a desolate sound that comes overwhelmingly, unleashing their astonishing power wantonly.
But obviously the herders in the tribe couldn't appreciate this strange scene, because the bison was rushing towards the tribe.
Suddenly, the entire tribe was like a frying pan, turning into a hot pot of ants.
The cattle were running like crazy, and the speed was really not slow. Looking at the cattle that were getting closer and closer, some old people were ashen-faced, while some women and children were crying incessantly. There are also young and middle-aged people running wildly, only caring about their own lives.
Murong Wuzhu frowned slightly. Looking from a distance, he saw dozens of people riding behind the herd of cattle. Among them was a strange-looking herdsman with a nose ring and a cattle whip in his hand.
Little did she know that this man was proficient in secret techniques, and the reason why those dozens of riders were able to drive so many cattle was because of his intimidation.
Huang Baozhuang tugged on Murong Wuzhu's sleeve, her gestures changed rapidly, and her pretty face showed an eager look.
Although Murong Wuzhu couldn't understand the gesture, she understood what the other party meant. She patted Huang Baozhuang's shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, although the scene is a bit scary, with that boy Tonghuang here, it's just a small problem. .”
Huang Baozhuang frowned, obviously refusing to believe it. The scene in front of me is too scary and cannot be resisted by human beings. But looking at Murong Wuzhu's indifferent expression, he could only remain concerned.
…
By the lake, the herd of cattle is getting closer and closer, their hooves are thundering, and the sky is filled with wind and sand. Even the galloping horses will never make such an amazing appearance.
Huyan Guanyin felt that the blood in her body was about to freeze. Although she had lived on the grassland since she was a child, she had never seen such a terrifying sight, and she did not even dare to think about it.
But she also knew that if she faced the cattle head-on, she would definitely die.
"Hurry up, hurry up, or you'll be trampled to death if you don't move away." Looking at Yu Liancheng, who was still resting on her lap, he quickly pushed him, and he was about to burst into tears.
Yu Liancheng finally sat up, stretched, looked at the mighty herd of cattle, and looked at Huyan Guanyin with a smile: "Do you think these cattle are afraid of lions?"
After pondering for a moment, Huyan Guanyin couldn't hear an answer. The other party just used his slender arms to drag his body, as if he wanted to take him to a safe place.
Yu Liancheng sighed and asked himself: "Maybe one cow can do it, but if there are ten, one hundred, one thousand... I think you won't be afraid. After all, there are many cows. But are you really not afraid? After all, this lion can Not vegetarian.”
After that, he stood up and kissed Huyan Guanyin on the lips. Before the other party could react, he took a gentle breath, and when his chest swelled high, he let out a loud shout.
Its sound was like the roar of a bell, and like thousands of lions roaring in unison, from low to high, the sound shook the clouds and spread to a radius of ten miles in the blink of an eye.
The lion's roar, and the lion's roar skill.
No matter in which world, they are all famous martial arts. Even if it is not included in the seventy-two stunts, it is still a method commonly used by Buddhist masters.
But when used by Yu Liancheng, a master who is proficient in Buddhist managers and several sonic techniques, the power is so terrifying that it is unimaginable.
An invisible wave spread in all directions. In the blink of an eye, the sound spread ten miles, as fast as thunder, but did not damage any plants or trees.
When the herdsmen heard this, they felt their minds were shocked, as if they were back in their childhood, when they had no strength to tie up the chicken, and they encountered a lion. The lion roared, their liver and gallbladder were split, and they were frightened.
When the herd of nearly ten thousand cattle heard this, they were already gripped by fear. They mooed, turned their heads, and ran in the opposite direction at a faster speed.
Huyan Guanyin was in a trance.
A crisis that could have wiped out the tribe was so easily resolved.
She couldn't help but cast her eyes on the man next to her with a look of surprise and admiration, completely forgetting the worry of being forcibly kissed.
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