As soon as they came over, they mounted their horses and surrounded Yang Ruoqing.

Then, the leading young man with braids on his head jumped off his horse and strode to Yang Ruoqing.

He looks so tall and burly.

Looking at her condescendingly.

A strange light of excitement flashed in those eyes.

It made Yang Ruoqing feel that he was not looking at the same kind of people.

Rather, he is looking at a piece of goods, an object, or a ewe.

Oh, cut.

She wanted to slap herself in the face, she was so mean, how could she compare herself to a ewe?

Just as he was about to speak, the braided man in front of him spoke first.

"Which family are you a girl from?" the man asked.

Yang Ruoqing was a little wary, but the expression on her face remained unchanged.

"It doesn't matter which family I am a girl from. I hunted this rabbit first and it is my trophy," she said.

Judging from the visual inspection, if this guy comes over in a menacing manner, he is most likely trying to steal the rabbit.

no way!

Sister, I don’t want to eat dried mutton at noon. My teeth were sore all night last night!

Hearing Yang Ruoqing's words and seeing her hiding the rabbit behind her back, the little braided man let out a few hearty laughs.

When he smiled, Yang Ruoqing realized that he actually looked pretty good.

From the aesthetic point of view of northern women, he should be considered a handsome man, right?

"Hahaha, don't panic, girl. If you like this rabbit, just take it!" he said.

"That's what you said!"

Yang Ruoqing picked up the rabbit and turned around to leave. A figure flashed, and the man with pigtails blocked her way again.

Feeling wary again, Yang Ruoqing took a step back.

The fiery gaze of the man with the pigtails looked over her whole body without any hesitation.

It seemed like he wanted to see through her thick clothes and see inside.

This look disgusted her.

"What do you mean by blocking my way?" she asked.

The man with the braid smiled and said: "You can take the rabbit away, but your people must stay."

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide: "Why?"

"You are so beautiful that you have fascinated me deeply. I want to take you back to be my woman..."

"puff……"

Yang Ruoqing almost spit out blood.

Her eyes were wide open and she looked at the man with braided hair in front of her.

You don’t look stupid, but how can you say something that can shock someone to death?

"Sorry, you are not my type, and I am not interested in being your woman."

Yang Ruoqing said straightforwardly.

"Now, I'm hungry. I want to go back with my loot. Please ask your men to get out of the way." She said.

When you first come to a foreign tribe in the north, try your best not to cause trouble.

However, she is not afraid of trouble either.

After hearing Yang Ruoqing's words, the braided man not only did not order his men to retreat, but instead took a step forward and stretched out his hand towards Yang Ruoqing.

On his hands were black bearskin gloves.

He looks very mighty and domineering.

When he came up, he grabbed Yang Ruoqing's shoulder. It seemed that he wanted to grab the bar on his shoulder and take him away.

Yang Ruoqing snorted coldly.

She turned to one side and avoided his dirty hands with ease.

He then raised his foot and kicked him on the arm.

That kick was unambiguous at all.

"hiss……"

The man with the braid took a step back while covering his aching arm.

He looked at Yang Ruoqing, the light in his eyes was even brighter, as if she had aroused more interest.

"Haha, I thought it was a docile little sheep, but it turned out to be a fierce little mare!"

"It has personality, I like it!" he said excitedly.

"I like your sister, I like it, bah!" Yang Ruoqing directly swore.

The man was startled for a moment and looked at her with wide eyes: "Did you receive the blessing of the grassland god and have the ability to predict the future?"

"Yes, I like my sister too."

"Among my many women, two are my sisters, one is my cousin and the other is my cousin..."

Yang Ruoqing's head was filled with black threads.

The folk customs on this grassland are too tough, and my sister is a bit overwhelmed.

She's ready for a fight.

However, what happened next was not as complete as she expected.

The man with the braided hair lifted one foot and stepped forward, raised one arm and pointed into the distance, and held his chest tightly with the other hand.

"oh……"

"Beautiful girl, if you are the gentle breeze, I will be the eagle spreading its wings..."

"If you are the glow over there, I will be the gushing sun..."

"If you are the beautiful Gesang flower, I am the towering snow mountain..."

"..."

Yang Ruoqing was dumbfounded.

This...is this his way of expressing his love?

What the hell!

"Okay, okay, stop chanting, I'm illiterate and can't understand." Yang Ruoqing interrupted his singing impatiently.

"Girl, you are moved by my true love and are willing to go back with me and be my woman, right?"

The man with the braid asked excitedly.

He looked like he was a groom every night and had a bridal chamber tonight.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.

"Sorry, Your Excellency, you are late. I am another wife, and I already have a man I like..."

"Where is he? I want to duel with him!"

"Duel your sister!" Yang Ruoqing swore again.

"I don't like you, so don't pester me. Let's just leave it alone!"

After saying this, she picked up the rabbit in her hand and turned around to leave.

Those men were still blocking her in front of her like a wall of flesh.

Without saying a word, she pulled out the dagger she carried with her and was about to stab it.

At this time, the braided man behind him quickly gave an order.

The men got out of the way, and Yang Ruoqing got out of the encirclement unimpeded and got on her horse.

The chic and neat posture makes the braided man here's eyes shine.

However, Yang Ruoqing didn't even look at him, turned her horse's head and walked away.

The man with the braid looked at her figure, holding his chin, his face full of interest.

Beside him, his subordinates came over.

"Master, just let her run away like this?"
To be continued...