As if she had guessed something, Yang Ruoqing turned around and looked.

Sure enough, the man with the braid and his men were heading this way.

"Natsumatsu?"

Yan Huaian recognized the person coming.

Without waiting for Yang Ruoqing to ask, he straightened his clothes and greeted her with a solemn expression.

Luo Fengtang also wanted to go, but was grabbed by Yang Ruoqing.

"Don't go there, take a look before talking." She whispered.

Luo Fengtang was confused. At this moment, the man with the braided hair over there had already turned over and dismounted.

Facing Yan Huaian's active greeting, he raised the hand holding the riding crop and waved it casually, and then walked straight towards Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang.

In the blink of an eye, they arrived in front of the two of them.

"Boy, are you the man she talks about?"

Risong asked loudly, looking at Luo Fengtang.

This boy is dressed in ordinary clothes and his appearance is not as handsome as mine.

Risong thought to himself that day.

Luo Fengtang was startled.

He glanced at Yang Ruoqing.

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and told Luo Fengtang about the hare incident in a few words.

The smile on Luo Fengtang's face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

He took a step forward and protected Yang Ruoqing behind him.

"Yes, she is my wife. How do you treat her?" Luo Fengtang asked in a deep voice.

That day I loosened my lips.

"Well, I want to duel with you!" Narisong said.

"Duel?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows.

Yan Huaian on the side was nervous when he heard this.

"Lord Nisatsu..."

He was about to say something to persuade him, but Narisong pushed him away.

That day Risong raised the hand holding the riding crop and pointed it at Luo Fengtang: "Boy, do you dare to duel with me?"

Luo Fengtang smiled faintly and put his hands behind his back.

Although they are extremely ordinary clothes, far less luxurious than Risong's clothes, their magnanimity is not inferior at all.

"Why should I duel with you?" he asked.

That day Ri Song's eyes moved to Yang Ruoqing.

Direct and hot.

"On our grasslands, the fattest lambs and the most beautiful women belong to the strongest warriors."

"If I defeat you, this woman must come with me!" Narisong said.

Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes and couldn't help but curse again.

Luo Fengtang stopped him with his eyes.

Luo Fengtang walked up to Na Risong, and the two equally tall and straight men looked at each other.

The surrounding air seemed to have condensed.

Dark clouds gathered above our heads, and a big storm seemed to be coming.

Everyone around him felt inexplicable pressure, and everyone had difficulty breathing.

At this time, Luo Fengtang opened his mouth.

"Okay, I accept your challenge and fight with you..."

Narisong's eyes lit up, "Okay, in a few days there will be the Naadam Conference on the Xilingrad grassland. By then, I will definitely defeat you and get that beauty, hahaha!"

Risong laughed wildly that day.

He glanced at Yang Ruoqing over there, a glint of determination flashing in his eyes.

Yang Ruoqing frowned, and she took a few steps forward and came to Luo Fengtang.

Just as she was about to stop his decision, Luo Fengtang raised his hand to stop her.

His face was as dark as water, and he stared at Narisong and said, "I haven't finished speaking yet."

"I promise to duel with you, but I will not bet my wife."

"Don't even think about this!"

Luo Fengtang said word for word.

There was undoubted firmness in his voice.

Risong's smile froze on his face.

"A duel must be successful. If you accept my invitation to a duel, you will be successful!" Narisong said loudly.

"Your hands, your legs, or your life can all be used to add glory, and so can I!"

"Do you dare?" Narisong asked loudly again.

He is the eagle of the prairie.

He has been the champion in several ice and snow festivals in the past.

This time, he is equally confident in maintaining his position as overlord.

Women all like strong men. As long as this guy is killed and disabled, she will still submit.

"Then what's there to be afraid of? It's just a life, I accept your challenge!" Luo Fengtang said.

"Hahaha, it's a deal, it's hard to chase it back!"

That day, Risong and Luo Fengtang slapped their palms three times in a row and laughed heartily.

After things were settled here, Narisong turned around and came to Yan Huaian.

He lowered his voice and spoke to Yan Huaian in a language that Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang could not understand.

Seeing Yan Huaian's respectful nod, Risong showed a satisfied smile.

He raised his hand and patted Yan Huaian's shoulder, then dismounted and led his people away!

Here, Yang Ruoqing grabbed Luo Fengtang, her voice anxious and reproachful.

"This Nari Song is obviously making trouble without reason. Tang Yazi, how can you agree to his duel?"

He also made such a heavy bet, what if...

Yang Ruoqing didn't dare to think any further.

Because of the chance of failure, the price paid is unimaginable.

Luo Fengtang saw her worry in his eyes, and he reached out to hold her hand.

"As a man, I cannot refuse such a challenge."

"Although Risong was very arrogant that day, what he said was reasonable."

"Strong people deserve better things. I will definitely defeat Narisong at the Naadam Conference and make him retreat in spite of difficulties," he said.

Hearing his words, Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

What a manly statement.

However, she likes it!

“What does it mean to deserve something better?”

"In your eyes, am I just a thing?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang quickly shook his head: "No, no, no, you are not a thing..."

"What? I'm not a thing? I'm not even as good as a thing?" Her voice suddenly rose a few points.

He became even more anxious, scratching his head, "You are a thing... Oops, I, I can't say..."

He couldn't explain anything, and the more he rushed to explain, the more confusing his words became.

Seeing him looking crazy, Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"I'm just teasing you. Don't explain. I understand what you want to express." She said.

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief and looked at her gratefully.
To be continued...